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A Good Phrikking Sword

(OOC-This won't be played as my character, it will instead be as a sith knight named, Darth Agorais, as a prequel.)

Darth Agorais had been called by his master, a man of great import in the One Sith, to come to him on his personal ship The Revengeance. Agorais flew towards the ship, feeling his master's ever growing power hold sway over him. He docked onto the ship and lowered the ramp coming face-to-face with his personal escort, "Good evening Lord, your Master has bid me to accompany you to the bridge." Agorais didn't give the man a second thought, he walked confidantly and briskly towards the bridge of the ship. When the elevator had reached the bridge he saw his master standing there, in his robes holding his lightpike as a symbol of authority. Agorais went to his master and kneeled before him. "Why have I been called before you my master." Agorais had been waiting for an opportunity to prove himself to his master. "Ahhh my apprentice, so wonderful too see you again." He spoke with some mild sarcasm "We have an errand to do, the Republic have sent a pair of Jedi and a small contigancy of troopers to pick up some Phrik from the Roche Asteroids. Now as you know Phrik is a valuable mineral, one we need. So it is up to us to steal it from them and dispatch any Republic affiliated individuals as we see fit." Agorais was exited for being able to finally test his mettle against some of the Jedi, he had hoped that he would be able to fight one and see how much their Light-Side would protect them from his wrath. He left without saying a word as his master turned his back to him and towards the window, they were entering light speed. Darth Agorais had his pilot's armour equipped and entered his fight to prepare for the battle. Darth Agorais entered the asteroid field, seeing a group of 5 fighters, three transports and four frigate, one from which he felt the sensation of the Jedi.
 
[SIZE=14.4444446563721px]Then the Sith fleet jumped them, immediately taking out of one of the frigates using their flagship, and jamming the others from jumping to lightspeed. Agorais and his entourage engaged the other fighters and made short work of them, leaving their debris to join the rest of the junk circling the field. Agorais was intended to have gone and dispatched the furthest of the three transports containing the Phrik while his master dealt with the two Jedi, but his eagerness got the better of him and he went to fight the jedi. Crashing his ship into the cargo door he saw that the men guarding the hangar had been killed and that the One Sith forces were further in the ship. Agorais reached out using the force and felt his master fighting the two Jedi and he quickly ran to assist him. When he got there his master had been overpowered by the Jedi and had his arm cut off, confusing him of how the dark-Side was stronger, but that didn't matter now. The Jedi master was distracted by his apprentice being assassinate by Agorais who stabbed him through the back and cut him in half, when he turned his head Agorais' master used a knife to stab him through the back and into his heart. Both of the Sith watched the life drain from his eyes.[/SIZE]
 
[SIZE=14.4444446563721px]"Very good my apprentice now secure the Phrik whilst I receive attention. Go!"[/SIZE][SIZE=14.4444446563721px] Agorais realized later, that this was the most opportune moment to have his master killed. He followed his masters orders, having troopers load the cargo onto their ships. As a crate was passing by he ordered it to stop, and grabbed a piece of Phrik, admiring it. Agorais ordered that one crate be personally delivered to his ship, using it however he determind would fit best his uses. Agorais left his master and his fleet, and went to the forges of Mustafar, where he ordered them to craft him a very special blade made of the material that he had taken from the Republic, and with it made a one of a kind blade, which he left unnamed. Agorais waited weeks for it's completion, listening to the ring of the hammer and the boiling of the forges. Occasionally he would break into a sweat from the overpowering heat of the planet. But it was worth it in the end, a blade of such fine quality he could not help but admire it's fineness. With a blade such as this, he could kill his master.[/SIZE]
 
[SIZE=14.4444446563721px]Agorais found his master on the brig of his flagship, still missing an arm, not wishing to be disgraced by a false appendage, though this would lead to his defeat. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.4444446563721px]"Ah my apprentice, I foresaw this day coming when I first lost my arm, but I shall give you warning, you shall not have this victory easily."[/SIZE][SIZE=14.4444446563721px] He let out a heavy sigh then drew his blade in his weaker arm and steadied himself into position. Agorais lept at him with no words, just smashing at his lightsaber with his new phrik blade, using it's force and it's weight to overpower his master. But Agorais would not win so easily. Agorais' master sweeped his legs out from under him and stabbed him, just barely missing his heart. Agorais rolled out from under him and jumped into a standing position. Agorais master ran at him clashing blade against blade, but he was unused to using this arm. He started lashing out at his apprentice, unleashing a fury of wrath to destroy his opponent. But he got sloppy. The moment he had the opportunity, Agorais swiftly cut the hand off from his masters arm and grabbed him by the throat. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.4444446563721px]"Goodbye master."[/SIZE][SIZE=14.4444446563721px] Were the last words he said before he sunk his blade into his Lord's neck. Wiping the blood from his face Darth Agorais declared himself a knight and his own master before leaving.[/SIZE]
 
Over time Agorais gained many new rivals and enemies wanting what he had, the power he controlled, the blade he wielded, but they would not have it. He was to meet up with an informant on the backwater Nar Shadaa, a place he loathed and seldom visited. But the planet was known for housing some of the biggest scum in the planet and scum is what he needed right now. Agorais was to meet with his contact in the Refugee sector, but he never made it that far. While walking down a darkened alley he was assaulted by a child of remarkable strength who bit him in the neck. Agorais smacked the child to the side with ease, then grabbed the boy by the hair and lifted him up to the sky and held his blade to his chest. As he was about to kill then child suddenly he felt this strong and malevolent power rushing towards him. He quickly threw the boy to the side and blocked the attack by a mysterious woman who had her face covered, but she was strong, very strong. She grabbed his shoulder with great speed and dug her nails into his shoulder, tearing flesh from his body as she whipped him into the wall. The fight didn't last very long after that, Agorais got in a few shots, but was unable to hold out for long. The woman grabbed him blade from his and killed him the very way he had killed his own master, a quick stab to the neck. The woman admired the blade and, helping the boy up, promised it to him when he was old enough.

Eventually the woman was killed by Jedi and the blade passed down to the boy, now a man. Known as Lucifer Erebus.
 

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