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This RP is for the PM determined Lettow and Luminado. No one else is allowed.
Kalakar VI....a molten moon in the Dromund system of the Unknown Regions. It is here that, atop a dark mountain, situated among the stormy skies of Kalakar VI, lies the Temple of Lettow; the headquarters of the Second Order of Lettow. In the top spire of the temple, a dark throne sits in front of a window that is alight with the storm outside. Lightning crawls across the jet black sky like a spider's web, illuminating the dark chamber in which the Dark Lord sits on his throne.
Gareth Sode is sole being in this chamber; sitting with his arms folded in his lap, head hung as if asleep, though he was really meditating. The dark side of the Force was strong in his temple. He had built it over a Dark Side Nexus several standard months before, allowing him to bask in the power of the Force. Awakening from his meditation, he stood to his feet and made his way across the throne room to a chest located in an obscure corner, drawing from it a black-hooded robe which he proceeded to drape over himself.
Almost one standard year had passed since he formed the Order and already the Force was with them. It was gaining strength and membership, and only a week ago, had gained the recognition of another Force-aligned sect; the Luminado Mercenaries. At first, Gareth had made preparations to fight the other sect, and thus, keep his secret Order...well, secret. However, the Luminado had posed him a deal he couldn't help but grin at. In exchange for training the Mercenaries' members and offering them sanctuary on any world his Order controlled, the Luminado would supply ships and credits to further the Order's cause.
Gareth could not refuse this deal. Not only would it bolster the military capabilities of his Order, but it would also allow him to keep an eye on other Force-sects, as well as the events going on back in Known Space so that he could plan accordingly.
His thoughts were interrupted by a distinct beeping noise. Glancing to the corner of his vision, he could see a red light flashing at the holograph projector that stood mere feet from his throne. Without a word, grunt, or otherwise, Gareth again crossed the room towards the holo-projector. With the Force, he flipped the switch to allow the transmission through, feeling to lazy to do it by normal means.
A blue image of a small green, big-eared alien, now stood on the projector; it was one of the most promising Shadows in the Order, Val Laa.
"My apologies for interrupting you, my Lord." he began. "We have detected a ship entering orbit around Kalakar VI. They have a clearing code that identifies them as the Luminado Mercenaries representatives in today's treaty signing."
"Yes...I can sense them. You may clear them for landing in Hanger 7. You will also be in charge of Temple Security during their stay. When they land, meet them at their docking bay and escort them to my private dining hall where the treaty will be signed." Gareth said his usual deep voice.
"Understood, my lord." the alien replied, as his holographic image flickered out.
Gareth turned from the projector and raised his dark hood over his head, concealing his face in its shadow. It was time to meet his guests of honor. With that, he strode out of the throne room into a turbolift in the adjacent hallway and descended into the main part of the temple...
Kalakar VI....a molten moon in the Dromund system of the Unknown Regions. It is here that, atop a dark mountain, situated among the stormy skies of Kalakar VI, lies the Temple of Lettow; the headquarters of the Second Order of Lettow. In the top spire of the temple, a dark throne sits in front of a window that is alight with the storm outside. Lightning crawls across the jet black sky like a spider's web, illuminating the dark chamber in which the Dark Lord sits on his throne.
Gareth Sode is sole being in this chamber; sitting with his arms folded in his lap, head hung as if asleep, though he was really meditating. The dark side of the Force was strong in his temple. He had built it over a Dark Side Nexus several standard months before, allowing him to bask in the power of the Force. Awakening from his meditation, he stood to his feet and made his way across the throne room to a chest located in an obscure corner, drawing from it a black-hooded robe which he proceeded to drape over himself.
Almost one standard year had passed since he formed the Order and already the Force was with them. It was gaining strength and membership, and only a week ago, had gained the recognition of another Force-aligned sect; the Luminado Mercenaries. At first, Gareth had made preparations to fight the other sect, and thus, keep his secret Order...well, secret. However, the Luminado had posed him a deal he couldn't help but grin at. In exchange for training the Mercenaries' members and offering them sanctuary on any world his Order controlled, the Luminado would supply ships and credits to further the Order's cause.
Gareth could not refuse this deal. Not only would it bolster the military capabilities of his Order, but it would also allow him to keep an eye on other Force-sects, as well as the events going on back in Known Space so that he could plan accordingly.
His thoughts were interrupted by a distinct beeping noise. Glancing to the corner of his vision, he could see a red light flashing at the holograph projector that stood mere feet from his throne. Without a word, grunt, or otherwise, Gareth again crossed the room towards the holo-projector. With the Force, he flipped the switch to allow the transmission through, feeling to lazy to do it by normal means.
A blue image of a small green, big-eared alien, now stood on the projector; it was one of the most promising Shadows in the Order, Val Laa.
"My apologies for interrupting you, my Lord." he began. "We have detected a ship entering orbit around Kalakar VI. They have a clearing code that identifies them as the Luminado Mercenaries representatives in today's treaty signing."
"Yes...I can sense them. You may clear them for landing in Hanger 7. You will also be in charge of Temple Security during their stay. When they land, meet them at their docking bay and escort them to my private dining hall where the treaty will be signed." Gareth said his usual deep voice.
"Understood, my lord." the alien replied, as his holographic image flickered out.
Gareth turned from the projector and raised his dark hood over his head, concealing his face in its shadow. It was time to meet his guests of honor. With that, he strode out of the throne room into a turbolift in the adjacent hallway and descended into the main part of the temple...