Umbra's training

[Florian Feldroth]

For several weeks, Umbra had been training in the Great Academy of the ancient Sith. Though Korriban had been developed into the Necropolis of the Sith empire, The ancient stone temple still stood in the middle of it all. At the academy, she had learned a few basic mind tricks on her own, but without a master, she wouldn't be able to advance and increase her power. She wished to become powerful of course. In the past several weeks, she had learned about the Force and what the Sith are based on. Having survived in the temple of darkness hadn't been easy, but she had succeeded. To be noticed by any of the masters, she needed to survive for at least this long. Finally, she had survived long enough for a master to notice her, and he had told her to meet him in a meditation chamber at a certain time. The time was approaching, and Umbra promptly entered the chamber to find her new master waiting for her.

"Here I am master, are you ready to train me? I am ready to learn from your power."

 

[Nihilus]

The great knight approached the fool. His robe strode with bigger steps than the Wookiee himself. A small translation robot approached, quickly taking in the words of the man.
"Silence. You are not ready. Go to that wall, now." Isshmum was translated.

The room echoed with his voice, bringing it throughout the walls many times. The room was dim, barely lit by the flames of the Sith, the symbol of true power. The acolyte needed much training, and when to say what, even more importantly to who.

 

[Florian Feldroth]

Umbra stood and walked to the wall, obeying the droid. This master was already being cruel. He would be a true Sith, unlike some of the other ones she had seen in the academy. His voice boomed with power, and Umbra was a bit shaken. She tried to mantain a placid expression as she reached the wall and turned to face her master, looking down at the ground in front of his feet. She dared not look into his eyes.