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It had only been a few weeks since the schism between the Order and the Din Empire. In the blink of an eye, the Sith had been stripped of their possessions and authority - forced to disseminate into the stars, or be persecuted by the rest of the Galaxy. With few assets and even less allies, the Sith Order had been driven to the brink of collapse - even as a new Dark Lord was chosen to lead them through the coming storms.
The future was unclear, but a simple message had been conveyed at Junction; to work discreetly, to bring allies and resources under the Sith banner. And it was for precisely that reason that Darth Tempest had turned her gaze to Tund.
Isolated from the Galactic stage, Tund was an alien and strange place to most - home to a coven of sorcerer’s who claimed the planet as their namesake. Masters of the Arcane Arts and descendents of the Pureblood Sith, the Sorcerer’s of Tund had the potential to be powerful allies for the resurgent Sith Order, if not for their mysterious and elusive nature. Multiple attempts to open communication channels with the Coven had gone unanswered. Every envoy, and a single Sith Master, sent to the planet never returned - vanishing without a trace shortly after arrival.
There was no explanation to the disappearances, and it demanded further inquiry. From wherever they had scattered into the Galaxy, members of the Sith Order had been dispatched to Tund - given the simple directive to locate the missing Sith Master, and to secure the allegiance of the Coven by whatever means necessary.
But not all was as it seemed on Tund.
Every one of them would feel it upon arrival. A chill that permeated through the air and had nothing to do with the temperature, piercing through every layer of armor and dark cloaks. A sense of unease that caused the hair on one's neck to stand at attention, and the underlying dread that just wouldn’t go away. There was no indication of who or what it was.. But the only certainly was that it eclipsed each and every one of them in strength.
Those who had arrived would find themselves assembled outside the city of Ud Zakrud - home of the Sorcerer’s of Tund and their followers. It was nestled within a network of canyons and jagged rock formations - the likes of which blanketed the city in almost subterranean darkness. The maze-like streets and alleys of Ud Zakrud were illuminated by plasma-fueled lights, casting every structure and corner in an eerie, violet glow - culminating in the tall, slender tower that sat within the middle of the city, where the Coven had operated for millennia. It was a strange and alien place to behold.
And there was not a single soul to greet the arrival of the Sith Order. No civilians. No merchants. No guardsmen on patrol.
What should have been home to nearly a million individuals harbored nothing but an eerie silence - and that same Darkness that seemed to beckon each and every one of them further into the Sleeping City. A straight path carved through the clustered structures and towards the Tower in the distance, allowing members of the Order to waltz right towards their primary destination. But so too was the entire city around them - and the mystery of what had happened to every one of its residents. And perhaps, their missing Sith Master. A choice laid before those assembled - though there was little indication which route was right over the other.
But somewhere in the distance - deeper within the bowels of Ud Zakrud - a lone figure watched as the Sith began to assemble outside of the city. For all that they had foreseen, the arrival of the Order was... An unexpected outcome. A complication that hadn’t been anticipated - but ultimately one that made little difference in the end.
Things were progressing exactly as they had hoped. The Veil had grown so thin, and the whispers from beyond had grown more vibrant than ever. A cacophony that couldn’t be ignored. They were so close, now.
Nothing was going to prevent His return.
The future was unclear, but a simple message had been conveyed at Junction; to work discreetly, to bring allies and resources under the Sith banner. And it was for precisely that reason that Darth Tempest had turned her gaze to Tund.
Isolated from the Galactic stage, Tund was an alien and strange place to most - home to a coven of sorcerer’s who claimed the planet as their namesake. Masters of the Arcane Arts and descendents of the Pureblood Sith, the Sorcerer’s of Tund had the potential to be powerful allies for the resurgent Sith Order, if not for their mysterious and elusive nature. Multiple attempts to open communication channels with the Coven had gone unanswered. Every envoy, and a single Sith Master, sent to the planet never returned - vanishing without a trace shortly after arrival.
There was no explanation to the disappearances, and it demanded further inquiry. From wherever they had scattered into the Galaxy, members of the Sith Order had been dispatched to Tund - given the simple directive to locate the missing Sith Master, and to secure the allegiance of the Coven by whatever means necessary.
But not all was as it seemed on Tund.
Every one of them would feel it upon arrival. A chill that permeated through the air and had nothing to do with the temperature, piercing through every layer of armor and dark cloaks. A sense of unease that caused the hair on one's neck to stand at attention, and the underlying dread that just wouldn’t go away. There was no indication of who or what it was.. But the only certainly was that it eclipsed each and every one of them in strength.
Those who had arrived would find themselves assembled outside the city of Ud Zakrud - home of the Sorcerer’s of Tund and their followers. It was nestled within a network of canyons and jagged rock formations - the likes of which blanketed the city in almost subterranean darkness. The maze-like streets and alleys of Ud Zakrud were illuminated by plasma-fueled lights, casting every structure and corner in an eerie, violet glow - culminating in the tall, slender tower that sat within the middle of the city, where the Coven had operated for millennia. It was a strange and alien place to behold.
And there was not a single soul to greet the arrival of the Sith Order. No civilians. No merchants. No guardsmen on patrol.
What should have been home to nearly a million individuals harbored nothing but an eerie silence - and that same Darkness that seemed to beckon each and every one of them further into the Sleeping City. A straight path carved through the clustered structures and towards the Tower in the distance, allowing members of the Order to waltz right towards their primary destination. But so too was the entire city around them - and the mystery of what had happened to every one of its residents. And perhaps, their missing Sith Master. A choice laid before those assembled - though there was little indication which route was right over the other.
But somewhere in the distance - deeper within the bowels of Ud Zakrud - a lone figure watched as the Sith began to assemble outside of the city. For all that they had foreseen, the arrival of the Order was... An unexpected outcome. A complication that hadn’t been anticipated - but ultimately one that made little difference in the end.
Things were progressing exactly as they had hoped. The Veil had grown so thin, and the whispers from beyond had grown more vibrant than ever. A cacophony that couldn’t be ignored. They were so close, now.
Nothing was going to prevent His return.
Hey everyone - and welcome to the latest event for the Sith Order! Here are a few things to note before joining:
-This thread is death-enabled.
-It is open to all members of the Sith Order (Not Imperials), in addition to Indie/Merc characters that would reasonable assist in Sith efforts.
-Please include a summary spoilers at the end of your posts, explaining the actions of your character.
-To clarify, participants are to make their entrance this round - and are given the choice of whether to investigate the city or enter the Tower in the distance. Choose wisely.
-Deadline for posts is every 48hours after the last DM posts. Participants will be given the option of using requesting a single 12 hour extension during the course of the event. This will need to be requested prior to the deadline, and is meant to accomodate emergengies or unforeseen IC circumstances. Please do not abuse this.
Have fun!
-This thread is death-enabled.
-It is open to all members of the Sith Order (Not Imperials), in addition to Indie/Merc characters that would reasonable assist in Sith efforts.
-Please include a summary spoilers at the end of your posts, explaining the actions of your character.
-To clarify, participants are to make their entrance this round - and are given the choice of whether to investigate the city or enter the Tower in the distance. Choose wisely.
-Deadline for posts is every 48hours after the last DM posts. Participants will be given the option of using requesting a single 12 hour extension during the course of the event. This will need to be requested prior to the deadline, and is meant to accomodate emergengies or unforeseen IC circumstances. Please do not abuse this.
Have fun!
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