The sun blistered down upon Artorigas bare head, sand wiped around his body the long half-cape flapping out behind him as he stalked across the open sand from the landing pad to the Sith Temple. Though he wore his traditional armour Artorigas had forgone the helmet, for those he was meeting today he wished to look clean in the eye and hiding behind a visor was something neither of them would take kindly to. As he approached the bottom of the steps leading up he temple he gazed up at the colossus either side a statement to the power and overwhelming might the Sith wished to push upon the galaxy.
As he stepped into the halls of the Temple the temperature slowly began to fall, with each step he felt cooler and more comfortable within the heavy armour. People passed him through the halls, some gave him looks of subservience others of outright defiance, though Artorigas gave none of them heed for his eyes were firmly fixed upon the halls ahead of him.
The Sith Noble headed for the Council Chamber, for those he wished to seek would be found inside, Darth Stolas and Darth Andruil. The man had the luck of having spent some considerable time in the company with both of the Dark Councillors since his arrival into the Sith World. Though unlike many other meetings he had with the pair, the Sith Marauder had something to bring to the fold this time. A jewel within not only his crown but perhaps one to fit into that of the Sith Order itself.
He reached the large ornate doors which would lead him to the meeting room, armoured guards lightsabers at there hips stood either side. Neither looked to stop him entering knowing that if he was to be stupid enough to enter the council chamber without a real reason those inside would deal with him quickly. Summoning The Force he pushed the doors opening slowly before entering into the chamber.
@Mr. Teatime @Phoenix