Ask The Sins of the Father Pt1

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The First step is to correct the mistakes of Locura and his blinded followers.
For too long those in the thrall of the Sith on this planet had been lead astray,
grown stagnant by the false self serving teachings of the false prophet.
I will correct their foolish actions


Stepping out of her bedroom, the young blonde haired cultist, dressed in simple flowing linen attire, cast her gaze back over her shoulder to regard the fruits of her morning's labours, everything was in its place, clothes packed away into their respective dressers, her worn and tattered leather journal sitting upon the fresh linen bedding neatly tucked in place, a light sigh escaping her lips as she closed the door shut with a wave of her hand, her gaze narrowing in thought as she crossed the threshold of the hall way over towards the stairs leading her down to the ground floor of her residence. Pausing in her descent to stare back at the imposing cold glare that had been permanently embellished on the wall hung painting, the likeness of her father glaring at her with the ever familiar look of disdain.

Serenno, Naboo both now seemed a million miles away from where she was, the small secluded residence located on the outskirts of the seemingly abandoned familial home. The secretive meetings with others loyal to the true calling of the Sith Eternal, the calculated plans being set into motion. There was a lot that was taking place through her various contacts, however back at home - things still remained in limbo, the void that Alyse had created when she had burnt down the errant temple of the Dark Side, the renamed Cult of Locura, had been ignored for too long. Word had reached that her father had taken up the mantle of the cult's leader, looking to continue the self serving machinations of the fallen Gotal darksider who fancied himself the new dark lord. Like Master Like apprentice it seemed, but it would not last for long.

Moving away from the painting with a bitter hiss, Alyse continued down the stairs and marched into the living space - headed for the antiquated music player that had come to the end of the mounted disk that the device was reading, reaching over the young woman lifted up the laser arm and re-positioned it back to the start of the disk, stepping away as the orchestral music started to emanate out from the speakers. As the haunting music filled the room, the blonde made her way over towards the ornate cabinet, retrieving several glasses and a dusty bottle of wine - before headed towards the arrangement of sofas that surrounded a smouldering fireplace. Once she had set down the glasses and the bottle onto the table, Alyse turned her attention to the dying fire, a hand moving out to the side, reaching out with the Force to lift and manoeuvre one of the sitting logs from its rack and into the glowing pile of embers - before with a sharp twist of her hand the log erupted into flames as it came to a rest.

With a sigh, the cultist picked up her holo pad, before slumping down onto the sofa and leaning back against it, her gaze narrowing in thought as she looked up towards the ceiling. Her reflections had shifted away from the current state of the cultists on Bakura, over to the names of those she had learnt over her recent travels, Trinity and Arthur. Whilst she had spent a fair amount of her recent activity and time with the Legionaire, she had limited interaction with the Guardian Arthur, much of her knowledge of him was through word of mouth, or even perhaps the whisperings of the Darkside, suggesting that he would be best suited to aid in what the blonde was planning.

Flicking her finger across the screen, Alyse navigated through the menu to her messaging inbox, her chestnut eyes intently scanning over the subject lines of a few messages that had arrived since she last checked, fortunately there was nothing saying that the earlier calls for a meeting had been rejected from either of the two she had reached out to. Tapping on the screen, she closed out of the messaging programme and setting down the holopad down at her side, before reaching over and opening the waiting bottle, and pouring herself out a small glass and rested back into the soft padding of her sofa, her pensive gaze staring at the flickering ember flames as she sipped at her wine in thought. Waiting for the others to arrive.

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A light drizzle fell upon the streets of Salis D'aar, accompanying the precipitation was a thick morning fog that drifted slowly between the buildings by means of a chilling wind. This heavy mist swallowed the dawning sun and allowed for no more than a few meters of vision and thus the skyline of the great capital of Bakura diminished into nothingness. These ominous conditions only seemed to bolster as one approached the outskirts of the city and what was once lush, forested belt had now turned menacing The clouds turned dark and the downpour intensified, faint sounds of thunder became deafening.

A sleek black figure darted between trees, weaving a trail through the gloom en route to the ancient and now decrepit Ti'Varnus household. Her skin-tight suit now soaked from the rains and now susceptible to the wind, a light shiver ran through Trin's body. It had been but an hour since she had landed on the backwater planet and not but a few days since her last visit and yet she was already restless. Having still not received any word from The Sith Eternal, Trinity had taken it upon herself to visit her old home and reforge potentially useful contacts. The transmission from Alyse seemed important though, and rather urgent and thus she embarked on the arduous trip through wild space. That brought her back to here. The Ti'Varnus estate was hardly an appealing abode for tired eyes, the frankly atrocious exterior of the building coupled with the taint of dark side energies hardly preached 'come inside'. Nevertheless the assassin approached the front porch. The humming of music could be heard emanating from within, indicating that it wasn't, in fact, abandoned. To no one's surprise, the raven-haired legionnaire slipped through the front door without a knock. Upon entering, her amber eyes caught the scurrying of rodents as they escaped into their holes beneath the floorboards. With wet padded feet she tip-toed through the house, following the orchestral sounds.

Trinity entered the living room, lowered the thin material mask covering her mouth and sat down in one of the cushioned armchairs, her wet bottom immediately leaving a mark on the fabrics and she proceeded to wring out her hair onto the carpet. "It's a little nippy out there." She said bluntly, her face hardly enthused. A light clatter of teeth could be heard between words. "I take it there's an important reason for this meeting?"



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Arthur was quite surprised when the message arrived on his datapad. A summon from a young woman on Bakura of all places? He did some digging around and made sure that this wasn't some prank or something. A woman was certainly summoning him to Bakura for some sort of meeting. A bit of digging revealed that she was Sith as well. That made the summons all the more appealing.

So he made the arrangements and soon enough he was on his way towards Bakura. He got there in no time and took a speeder to the location. For a second he thought he took the wrong turn on the way to the place, but the presence around it confirmed that he was indeed in the right place. He pulled the speeder up to the front porch then exited from the driver's seat. Upon exiting he deployed an umbrella to keep the slight drizzle off him and locked the speeder. Calmly he walked up to the front door and cast a glance over the exterior before giving a firm knock on the door. He figured that this wasn't exactly the place for butlers and the like, so he let himself in. Once inside he shook out his umbrella and closed it up, using it as a makeshift cane as he walked. He followed the sound of the music as well as the presence of the beings inside.

The place was worse for wear. That much was certain. It only raised more questions from his part as to why this woman summoned him. It didn't take long for him to find the living room and soon enough he was looking at the two young women in the room with him. "Good morning." he spoke calmly and politely, giving a faint smile before walking closer. "Arthur Demici, from Serenno." he introduced himself, giving a nod. "Might I ask your names?" he asked them, glancing between them. He knew one of their names, but he had yet to put a face to the name. He wasn't even aware that there would be someone else.

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Slowly the blonde haired females attention moved away from the Amber flames as they flickered and sparked into life, erupting upwards and then dying out only to be replaced by another wave of flames in quick succession. Her gaze moving towards the sound of someone alieving themselves on the sofa opposite, a light smile curled on the edge of her lips, only just breaking the pensive expression that was plastered over the cultists features. As she listened to Trinity speak, Alyse could pick out words being uttered through clattering teeth - coupled with the saturated appearance of the Legionnaire, it was clear that she had been soaked through to the bone.

"Pleasure to see you again, Trinity" Alyse spoke out in initial acknowledgement to the dark haired cultist, before her attention moved away and on to the fire. "There is, but we are waiting the Arrival of another" she explained before she extended her hand out towards the fire, her eyes narrowing as poured additional Energies through the Force into the fire, intensifying the heat that radiated out from the hearth, as the flames changed into a blue white hue.

Once the fire had been tended to, Alyse leant forward in her sofa reaching over towards the bottle of wine, filling the remainder of the two empty glasses for her guests, sliding them over on the surface of the table so they were in better reach before topping up her glass and retreating back against the cushions of her seat. It appeared that no sooner had she done so, the third had arrived, a tall dark haired man dressed in fine attire, carrying himself with an all to familiar air. Nodding in greeting, Alyse gestured for Arthur to take a seat. "Arthur, thank you for coming. This is Trinity" she spoke out, introducing the dark haired Legionnaire to the latest arrival, figuring that by that omission, Arthur would be able to ascertain who she was in the proceedings.

Taking a sip from her wine, the blonde cultist, paused for thought as she allowed the liquid to linger on her palette. Her mind still connecting the various threads of her intended actions, the various ways that what she was about to commit into action could unfold into all the possible concequences. She had been negligent in assuming that destroying the cult of Locura by severing its head would be enough. But she had learnt that is not how the followers of the Darkside work, another would seek to fill the void. One that she now understood that she should have done to begin with. But that mistake will soon be corrected.

"As Trinity is aware of the background, I will try to avoid going into too much detail" Alyse spoke out as she returned her attention to the two cultists that she had reached out to. "I've had word that the Cult of Locura, continues to exist on this world. In my naivety I had thought that by killing Locura and those in his immediate thrall, I would put an end to the lies and deciept that Locura has spread" she continued, before taking a pause to sip at her wine once again. "But rumour has it that Khar Ti'varnus, my father has anointed himself as the new leader of the Cult vowing to continue to preach the lies of Locura. That is why I have requested your presence, I need your assistance in putting an end to this misguided cult, so that we can establish a foothold for those true to Andreastes teachings, the Sith Eternal."
 

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After Alyse intensified the flames of the fire, the freezing cold that clung to the assassin's clothing lifted and began to dry. She stood up from her cushioned seat and reached out towards the table, grabbing one of the wine glasses offered by the hospitable guardian. Gripping the stem of the glass tightly with her thumb and index finger she lifted it to her lips, performing a similar ritual to the one she had done the last time they had talked here. Trinity began a slow shuffling walk around the room, her eyes scanning the surroundings. The defunct down droid still lay in a pile in the corner of the room, having not moved an inch since her last visit. In fact, barely anything looks like it had been touched which once again brought the question of if Alyse ever ventured out of her cave.

The soft rumblings of a speeder's engines caught Trinity's ears and following that, light footsteps and the opening of the front door. This was no doubt to be the third member to their little meeting of whom Alyse spoke. Enter a tall, brunette man with the same amount of grace as the blonde haired woman across from her. If his name didn't scream Serennese nobility then gis upright posture and eloquent speech most definitely would. Arthur Demici, Trinity toyed with the words in her mind. Never heard of him, she conceded. In fairness, Trinity thought the nobility of Serenno to be all too forgetful as a whole. Similar to Naboo in its cutthroat political structure, it lacked the cultural flavor and flair. Not that Trinity reveled in such things but to her it was better to be with than without. With a slight nod of her head, she acknowledged Alyse's introduction. "Pleasure to meet your acquaintance." She would remain polite until she knew exactly what his value in this entire operation was... Whatever this operation was.

The bookworm began her briefing and immediately it was clear to Trinity what the meeting was to be about. She had already heard the story from beginning to end, and she too knew the lengths that Alyse had already gone to so far. The mention of her father guided Trin's eyes to the looming portrait over the fireplace. A masterful representation of an elderly gentleman with what could only be described as the most morbid of expressions. Makes me look like an angel, Trinity thought. The way the blonde cultist spoke of 'putting an end to the cult' gave off a strong message of the intended implication. Her mind echoed back to the night on Naboo where Trinity's entire life changed, her actions leading to the death of her own father. She held no regret for what she did yet perhaps this Alyse would not be completely... Up to the task. Taking another sip of her wine glass her amber eyes tracked the guardian, "If what you said about this 'Locura's cult' is true then I'll trust your judgement on the matter." Her eyes narrowed, "I just hope you know exactly what it is you're doing."


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Arthur was introduced to the other woman and naturally figured out who the host was. "Thank you for the invitation, Miss Alyse. And the pleasure is mine, Miss Trinity." he spoke politely before making his way towards the wine. He picked up one of the glasses, then made his way over to an open seat and slowly sank into it. He listened to the story while he sipped at the wine.

"I haven't exactly heard a lot about this cult, but I can certainly see how another Dark Side cult will cause problems for a lot of us down the line. Do you know their locations? Numbers? What we might expect? Or will we need to still give all of that a good look before any other plans are made?" he asked her as he glanced at the two women. "Another issue is the leader. You say he is your father. Will you be able to put an end to him yourself when it comes to it?" he asked Alyse as his gaze returned to her.

He looked over to the massive painting. That was simply a depressing portrait. It was rather amusing to him, seeing a picture like that. If he had to guess, it was safe to say that Alyse wouldn't hesitate to slit that poor fool's throat. She might just be doing him a favour...

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A light sigh escaped the blonde's lips as Trinity pledged her support, caveated by the hope that Alyse knew what she was doing. There in lay the dilemma, at first she was certain that by killing Locura and the bulk of the cult, would see the end of the Cult. It was her oversight that had allowed for her father to take the mantle of the Cult's leader, only to continue with the deluded goals of the prophet. "Truthfully, I do as well. Which is why I will appreciate your opinions on the matter, so there are no more oversights in eradicating this cult" she responded before her attention shifted over towards the male cultist, who had voiced his concerns over what to expect with the Cult of Locura.

"The Cult of Locura, are not as many as they once were. The core of Locura's followers were reduced to ash" Alyse answered, before pursing her lips in thought, trying to hone in to memories of the various locations that the cult had gathered. The key place was of course the temple, but that had since been razed to the ground. "The cult is likely to gather either in the forests where the Force is wounded by the darkside, or possibly close to the planet's governance, but i doubt my father would be so overt in his actions." she continued, giving air to the suspicions as to where the cult was now gathering. "Unfortunately, due to my previous actions. I dare not risk approaching where they gather, I have made Locura a martyred prophet in the eyes of the Cult and I suspect that they would not hesitate to attack on sight should I make my presence known"

Leaning forwards in her seat, Alyse reached over and topped up her glass of wine before retreating back into the cushions of her sofa. Her gaze lingering over the crimson fluid as she swirled it around in her glass, brow furrowing in thought as she contemplated the most opportune course of action that they needed to approach. "My current train of thought, should you be willing. Is to pose as travellers who have been drawn to the presence of the Cult, infiltrate and observe their gathering, find out where it is exactly that they meet and how many remain" Alyse proposed, before taking a long sip from her wine, her gaze turning towards the painting of her father as she pursed her lips in thought. "As for my father, dealing with him will require subtlety. He holds a position of influence within the halls of this planet's governance, an attempt on his life would be subject to investigation" she continued, before biting down on her lower lip, eyes narrowing as she mused on how to 'remove' her father.

"My Father's death will need to be by accident, or atleast linked to an external. Fortunately his role requires him to make frequent trips off world. So perhaps a pirate attack would be sufficient, or a miscalculated hyperspace jump would ensure that in the eyes of the Government and the Cult, that there was no foul play committed on our parts" Alyse resumed after a moments silence fell over the discussion, leaving the orchestral music playing in the background the only sound that resonated within the living room. "Once he has been removed from the equation, then the cult will either fall into obscurity without a clear leader. Or our presence be made known to the remnants and offer them the chance to swear fealty to the Sith Eternal, or Die"
 

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Arthur sat back, sipping away at his glass of wine as he listened to Alyse's explanation. By the time she was done, his glass was empty and he set it back down next to the bottle on the table in front of him. He sat back again and and thought over all the information.

"Killing your father shouldn't be too difficult. I'm no stranger to indirect methods like those you mentioned. Infiltrating and killing all the prominent figures to properly dismantle the organization will probably be more difficult. There will be loyalists. People willing to die for your father as well as the cult. I have a feeling these individuals won't be easy to get rid of." he voiced his thoughts as he stared at the glass ahead of him. He shifted and fished out a cigarette tin out of his pocket. "Do you mind if I smoke in here?" he asked her politely. Whether he had permission or not, he would continue talking.

"I think we should do all our coordinating and planning extensively then execute both plans at once. Your father will most likely flee if we attack the cult first. And there's a chance the cult will lash out and make a mess of things if we execute your father first. Of course, we can use the former to our advantage. But at the end of the day, taking both out at the same time is probably the safest course of action." he turned his head to look at both women. "Since your father is such an important figure, maybe hiring an outside agent should be more beneficial. Do you know of any mercenaries or expendable individuals who are capable of pulling off an assassination like this?" he asked them.

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Shaking her head as Arthur questioned whether she minded if he smoked in her living room, Alyse smiled lightly before turning her attention off to the side and held her hand out towards a side board, summoning a large ornate looking marble ashtray - telekenetically manoeuvring it towards the table and setting it down in the middle, before reaching over to the side of the sofa and reaching into her handbag, and retrieving her own packet of cigarettes. Fishing out a cigarette from the packet, the blonde cultist placed the stick of rolled nicotine between her lips, before a small flicker of flame emanated from the tips of her fingers.

A sharp inhale of smoke filled her lungs as she dragged on her cigarette, her lips pursing in thought as she mused on the male cultist's words, before she exhaled a plume of smoke through her lips. "Agreed, timing is key" Alyse commented, appreciating the caution that either they would have to carry out simultaneous strikes against the cult and her father. Though she did frown at the mention of pulling in an outside agent or a hired gun, whilst it made sense to ensure that their hands were clean in a proverbial sense - deep down she had her reservations about employing someone to carry out the act. "Though I'm not too certain whether I can trust a hired gun to carry out such a task" Alyse aired, before taking another drag on her cigarette. "Whilst money can hire a gun, it will cost more for loyalty or to keep their silence" she added, as another cloud of smoke escaped through her mouth as she spoke.

"Though I think we may have a possible asset that could help assassinate my father" the blonde spoke after a brief silence, before turning her attention off towards the closed door that lead towards the drawing room. "Foley, would you care to join us?" Alyse called out, summoning an unseen participant in the meeting. "What would be your recommended course of action?" she added, questioning the fourth participant before they entered the living room.

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On command, the assassin droid opened the door to join the trio. Its glowing red electroreceptors took in the “guests” to Alyse. Striding slowly into the room with a couple of steps put the droid in front of the entryway, but the door remained open. The droid was unarmed, but a pair of blaster pistols rested against its thigh in holsters that were part of the metal leg. Its mechanical voice began, “Greetings, Miss Trinity and Mr. Arthur. Foley’s objective is to render assistance in this task. Isolating the target away from outside interference is desirable. Understanding Mr. Ti’Varnus’ daily routines will be necessary for this operation. Foley also needs to understand if this elimination necessitates a public display of violence as a message to these followers you speak of. Many variables at play depending on the objective of this execution. Foley desires more input for a more favorable success probability…”

It stood motionless, with only its head turning slowly to watch the two guests, seeming to wait on their input.

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