Private A bridge to the future

[T'zarna Khab]

Location: Temple Prime, Ossus
Objective: Building Bridges
Tags: Zavik Maltheris

A great temple now rose from the rust-tinted heights of the largest mountain range on Ossus. It was a monument to the unholy worship, a marble basilica dedicated to T'zarna and her hive of followers. From the outside it seemed to be occupied largely by militants of some type, men and women in black armor doing patrols at the perimeter of the imposing structure. Each one was seemingly completely absorbed in their duties, focused entirely on their tasks. These were the cultists of The Fallen Order, trained sycophants who had their will stripped away.

Deeper into the structure was a many-tiered hierarchy that was occupied by Dark Jedi and those who were enthralled by them. Most were little better than slaves, given meager pay for following the will of their masters. T'zarna sat at the pinnacle of this, both literally and figuratively. She sat at a throne in the highest room of the temple, a small droid broadcasting a message as she spoke.

"This is a message for Zavik Maltheris, my hive is in need of someone of your caliber. Your skill in cybernetics, has reached my ears, and I believe I could make use of them. Come to Ossus, where we might discuss this face-to-face." She hoped that there would be enough interest in what she might offer. For the potential in cybernetics was great, something she could not ignore.

The Force was something not all were blessed with, but cybernetics might enhance non-force sensitives to be greater than even some Jedi. That became quite the alluring morsel dangling in front of T'zarna. One which might bring power to The Fallen, power they could use to spread their reach through the stars, crushing Jedi and Sith alike. Such delusions were not uncommon for the leader of the cult.
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[Zavik Maltheris]

Aboard his arcon-class utility vessel ship zavik was in the middle of working on another soldier, this time replacing it's spine. One of the cyborgs he made into a medical assistance occasionally injecting the soldier to keep it stable as zavik worked. Zavik was quietly humming a old song from his homeworld as he worked, carefully disconnecting the spine from the body. The cyborg slowly lifting and holding the already disconnected sections in its extra pair of arms.

Just as he finally fully removed the spine and went to start putting in the new, better, spine, one of the ascended walked in. The ascended where a group of four members, each being zavik masterpieces. A beautiful blend of man and machine, one of the few zavik considered perfected. It wore a simple dark grey suit of armor with a long flowing black cape, this had actually been its own choice for its armor as the ascended had the most autonomy out of all his troops.

It spoke with a deep mechanical voice as it bowed slightly "Sir, you have a message from one T'zarna Khab ."

Zavik setting down his tools and thenew spine on the table next to him got up to leave to hear the message. The medical cyborg tossed the old spine in a large disposal bin as it continued to inject the soldier who was now awake, face down, back open.

Once he heard the message zavik stood there for a moment before speaking. "hmm let us go and see what this is about. Gather the other three ascended and wait by the exit please"

Landing on the planet close to the temple the four ascend with their long plasma axes went first followed by zavik, with his legs currently in this four legged modd, and a single watcher cyborg by his side behind them and waited for T'zarna to meet him.