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Arla had set her sights on her next goal, and it was not a simple one. She had grown up as a Nightsister and learned a great deal about Nightsister magick. She was well on her way to mastering it, but that was neither a skill set she was willing to pass on broadly to the rest of the Sith nor enough for her to truly become a proficient Arcanist in her mind.
With that in mind, she had set about taking the steps she needed in order to learn Sith magic. To be quite honest, she wasn't a huge fan. Sure, it had its uses and - one could argue - was even more deadly than Nightsister magick, but it was so... discordant with nature. It was so at odds with so much of what she had learned and so... brutal. Brutish even.
But she was determined to learn it, and in doing so, she would be able to pass that information on to others.
The first step was to learn ur-Kittât. Really learn it. She'd traveled to Korriban as part of her advanced studies and embedded herself with a group of native Red Sith where she was surrounded night and day with the language.
But she wasn't just dead weight. She was expected to perform and contribute, and thus had been sent out to solve one of the tribe's problems. Namely a Killik problem. In the wake of the Korriban invasion, not even the more isolated tribes had been free from attack, and rumor had it that somewhere in these canyons and tombs, a group of Killiks and Joiners were still hidden.
With that in mind, she had set about taking the steps she needed in order to learn Sith magic. To be quite honest, she wasn't a huge fan. Sure, it had its uses and - one could argue - was even more deadly than Nightsister magick, but it was so... discordant with nature. It was so at odds with so much of what she had learned and so... brutal. Brutish even.
But she was determined to learn it, and in doing so, she would be able to pass that information on to others.
The first step was to learn ur-Kittât. Really learn it. She'd traveled to Korriban as part of her advanced studies and embedded herself with a group of native Red Sith where she was surrounded night and day with the language.
But she wasn't just dead weight. She was expected to perform and contribute, and thus had been sent out to solve one of the tribe's problems. Namely a Killik problem. In the wake of the Korriban invasion, not even the more isolated tribes had been free from attack, and rumor had it that somewhere in these canyons and tombs, a group of Killiks and Joiners were still hidden.