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[Zeptepi Zambrano]

The Dark Inquisitor

As the Lords of the Sith Order assembled to discuss their future stabilization of the Rimward Trade League, the weakened security of the Jedi Temple on Dagobah did not go unmentioned. A direct attack would further weaken the moral of the Jedi who already lost two of their reigning Masters. Distraught Jedi make for excellent targets to conquer, and even further unsettle the resolve of the most devout of Jedi leaders. Zeptepi saw Jedi fall to the Darkside on every battlefield, but never knew one Sith who didn't laugh in the face of a Jedi who proposed redemption. Her Mother's teachings on life, echo the age old beliefs that the Sith offer freedom and inner peace, freedom to explore one's emotions, to live as cosmically designed; while the existence of Jedi is unnatural, going against the very design of every known living creature since the beginning of time, denying inner peace. How can Jedi believe themselves to be the harbinger of peace, while suffering eternally with inner conflict?

Zeptepi could never find anyone who would sit down and hold a discussion on these topics. She was told that her Mother did have such discussions and couldn't believe how conflicting were the Jedi excuses. Their lives were as sacrificial lambs. Their lack of willingness to properly govern their people produces all the disparity in the universe. To prove her point, the Jedi always pull their weapons first!

The Sith have Malsheem, one planet sized death star, while the Jedi go about erecting Temples on planetary swamp lands! She doesn't anticipate she will discover anything kept by the Jedi here could serve any actual use to her, unless it is contraband stricken from another member of the Sith. She will likely find plenty of items aligned to the Light of the Force which she will be happy to destroy.



It feels surprisingly good to break away from the crucial responsibilities of commanding the Battle Cruiser. Her time with Darth Ahriman is always soulfully enriching, but time alone often reminds one of how much they appreciate the existence of a deeper relationships with the other. She enjoys the solitude of camping out in the swamps as the many critter species play a symphony which soothes her spirit, but also she revels in her awareness of an emptiness rooted solely in his absence.

She trekked deep into the swampland, roughing it in an old school manner. Her tent tied down over the water, camouflaged and held bound, motionless in the cool breeze, she stood with her presence concealed in the Force, within the tent opening while viewing the Temple through long range binoculars. Her focus mostly ignored the aquatic creatures beneath her feet; no matter their size or swiftness, they prove no challenge to her learned skills.






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[The Dark Inquisitor]

Zeptepi Zambrano

Looking down at the planet below, The Inquisitor's mind wandered as she envisioned how the planet must have been during the Jedi's golden age. How many Jedi and those who walk their path must have taken their journeys here. How many secrets are buried beneath the swamp water and mud. She had to know. Had to acquire anything that could be used in her crusade against the Jedi and everything they stand for. Her first Jedi kill was swift, but now she wanted to make them all suffer. Drain them of their life force, extinguish their light, and burn all their monuments to dust and ash. A black armoured solider with a red pauldron approached the Inquisitor. "My Lord, we have located the temple on the planet's surface. No movement has been detected as of yet concerning any Jedi forces," The helmeted envoy reported, his voice sounding metallic and altered by the helmet's modulators. "Begin the decent. I will inspect the temple myself," The Sith ordered, her voice similarly altered by the armour fused to her body. The metallic claws along her hands clicked together as she clenched her fists, readying for the first step in her crusade against all she sought to destroy.

Within the next few minutes, two ships descended from a corvette, The Cataclysmic Harbinger, and entered the planet's atmosphere. A squadron of troopers, specially trained for combat with any Force user, her Envoys in a dropship. Whilst the Inquisitor herself piloted her own ship, The Black Wolf. Both ships landed a short distance away from the temple, the troops exiting first, taking battle positions against any form of opposition, melee weapons charged, rifles aimed and loaded. The Inquisitor emerged from her shuttle's ramp, the black robes and metallic armour catching the light from a sun faintly obscured by the planet's trees and branches. Taking her first steps upon the planet's muddy surface had the Sith question whether anyone could live on such a planet, before remembering that Jedi once used the planet as a hiding spot from the gaze of the most powerful Sith in the Galaxy. Using the Force, the Inquisitor tried to sense if anyone was around, watching them, but nothing of not was detected by her mind.

The rustle of reeds and foliage caused the Sith to raise her hand, and pull from the brush a small creature, native to the planet. Seeing how pitiful and weak it was, she spent no time in looking further at it, before draining it of its life force. The creature's form became withered and aged as its energy, life force, and all aspects of living were ripped from it. "Pathetic," muttered the Sith as its dead form landed against the wet ground with a sickening thud as the Inquisitor began her approach of the temple, her Envoys closely following behind.

 

[Zeptepi Zambrano]

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The Dark Inquisitor

With the impending invasion of the Sith Order, this Sith Lord pondered two potential objectives for the Temple treasures. The first is to invade the Temple grounds without letting the Jedi become aware of her presence, so she can come and go at her leisure with however much she decides to pilfer…followed by her most enjoyable engagement of the two, to raise hell and cause more of the Jedi to come to fortify the Temple, so MORE Jedi will meet their death within a few days during which the Sith invasion begins.

She had taken care to keep her arrival discreet. Her own ship remained out of sight from any Jedi that should come and go from this planet. Her communicator beeped lightly with intel from her crew that another ship entered orbit. She sensed the approach of the new arrival, a band of Sith, who pretty much left little ability for the first part of her plan to unfold, Sith who likewise seem to have more preference for part two of her plan.

She put away her oculus and stood erect, when she heard the subtle pattering of wings. She extended her hand to receive a small round droid mid-flight. Pressing a button on its outer shell, it opened up to reveal a handful of herbs and seeds it had gathered from the nearby foliage. "Excellent," she muttered, as she initiated the droid to compress in size, before securing it into her pocket, to keep her findings safe for future cultivation required for Potions.

Zeptepi sensed many Jedi racing to the front of the Temple from inside. She pondered entering through the backside, leaving the Acolyte to face the Jedi alone, teach her a lesson in the usefulness of stealth; that would help the first part of her plan work out. But all soldiers are valuable to the Sith Order and none should die except for the glory of the Empire! Pilfering is not exactly glorious. Killing Jedi IS glorious.

Slipping a Potion vial from her bandolier, she flipped off its cap and tossed it over her shoulder towards her tent, its purpose, to visually conceal her base from any Jedi who have become alerted by the new arrival, and are expected to institute the use of scanning droids.

Steeped in the Darkside of the Force, swiftly she sprinted on top of the water rushing towards the entrance. It did not matter to her how the other Sith would accept her arrival. The Sith Lord ignited a lightsaber in each hand and stormed head first into the approaching Jedi, swinging.

A Sith's connection to the Force is magnified while in the presence of Jedi, who attempt to force order to its chaotic flow. The Sith thrive in the ravaging of its order. The Force itself cries out in agony, fueling the nature of the Sith.

Jedi Padawans exited the entryway behind their Masters, ignorantly trusting in their Masters and in the Lightside of the Force to protect them. Zeptepi whispered a Nightsister incantation through gritted teeth while she flew toward the Masters. Within seconds, a flash of blinding light emitted accompanied by a thunderous crack, directly behind those youngest of the jedi, as a vortex opened linking this world to the Netherworld, swallowing up its victims, which shall be used in future dark rituals.

Zeptepi faced off multiple Jedi at once with ferocious precision. Her eyes glowered with the burning fury of the Darkside, as her rank and affiliation tattooed in ur-Kittât upon her biceps revealed her alliance to the Sith.
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