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City Outskirts, Naboo, Local Time 11:23 AM
Daylight hours of Naboo were always a welcoming sight, must have been the greenery or the calming splashes of nearby waterfalls. Whatever it was, Maelibus felt somewhat at ease on this planet, a rarity in the galaxy after he had left Kalee for the last time. Slowly the cultists had migrated into the outer rims and ventured deeper into the galaxy, all of them on power climbs in efforts to study and worship the dark side of the force. As an executor of its will, the Legionnaire wished to contribute in the natural state of the Force, promoting death and decay through the realms as he ventured. Mindless killing would always attract unwanted attention, but luckily for the Khaleesh, there was never a short supply of those willing to help eradicate the stagnation of society, even if, they did so unwillingly.
The Legionnaire stood near a mountain top, hands rested on the hilt of the war hammer as he gazed at the horizon in front of him, a valley of decadence and flora, something that million dollar views could hardly even top. His obsidian flesh rippled in the Naboo sunglight, showcasing the impressive musculature with his typical bare-chested appearance. Only a set of silk pantaloons were worn, golden eyes glancing from underneath the Maelibus helmet, its molten gold sheen shimmering brightly. He had never met the noble before, though he was interested in learning more about their society. A different upbringing than a culture of warring tribes no doubt, though nonetheless equally cut-throat from all the stories he had heard.
@Nor'baal