Sythe
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Dec 17, 2018
- Messages
- 99
- Reaction score
- 28
Sythe sat at a table in the derelict living room of his friend's manor. On the table sat a holo-screen that was playing the galaxy's daily news.
The Sith's eyes were glued to the holo-screen as the blonde and blue eyed newscaster reported on the gruesome death of yet another citizen on the planet of Vjun.
Normally death didn't bother him, he was bred for death and destruction from a very young age, blood didn't bother him nor did he care for those who had been killed... But these deaths seem... pointless.
Sythe wasn't a saint by any means. He had killed many people in his life already, but every death on his hands was for a purpose, either for the purpose of his former master, or for the furtherance of his own goals. But these "murders" had no reason or rhyme as to why. And they were so brutal in nature that whoever did commit the murders was a monster that had to be stopped.
As the newscaster described the deaths, Sythe's anger welled up inside of him. For some strange reason, he felt that he should do something about this. And not even knowing why, he called out for Alastair (his friend), to come and watch the news with him. Realizing that the murderer would probably be somewhat trained and powerful... Sythe decided that he would need help in this mission if he was to succeed.
As Alastair came in, Sythe stood up. "I think it's time someone put a stop to whoever is doing this. You and I are going to be that someone."
@One For Sorrow
The Sith's eyes were glued to the holo-screen as the blonde and blue eyed newscaster reported on the gruesome death of yet another citizen on the planet of Vjun.
Normally death didn't bother him, he was bred for death and destruction from a very young age, blood didn't bother him nor did he care for those who had been killed... But these deaths seem... pointless.
Sythe wasn't a saint by any means. He had killed many people in his life already, but every death on his hands was for a purpose, either for the purpose of his former master, or for the furtherance of his own goals. But these "murders" had no reason or rhyme as to why. And they were so brutal in nature that whoever did commit the murders was a monster that had to be stopped.
As the newscaster described the deaths, Sythe's anger welled up inside of him. For some strange reason, he felt that he should do something about this. And not even knowing why, he called out for Alastair (his friend), to come and watch the news with him. Realizing that the murderer would probably be somewhat trained and powerful... Sythe decided that he would need help in this mission if he was to succeed.
As Alastair came in, Sythe stood up. "I think it's time someone put a stop to whoever is doing this. You and I are going to be that someone."
@One For Sorrow