Chaotic Evil
LOCATION: Korriban Space Port
For once, Maestus blended into her surroundings. Here, she was just another Sith. She was not one to call attention to herself. A diva, she was not. Too many, Sith and Jedi, were all words and angst. Needing to be the center of attention. No, she was one to watch and listen. Silence held great power.
She stood looking out a window, watching ships come and go. Dropping of supposed "Precious Cargo" in the form of new aculytes for the Academy. The brief communique she'd had with
Eira Dwynwen
was left purposely nondescript. Lethan TWi'Lek with black tattoos, in black robes with red stitching. Now, if Eira was half as good at intel gathering as Maestus thought, she would have no trouble finding the Sith.
For the time being, Maestus kept the Dark Side of the Force wrapped tight around her. Effectively hiding her Force signature under the very Force itself. Nifty lil trick that has always been useful from time to time.
For once, Maestus blended into her surroundings. Here, she was just another Sith. She was not one to call attention to herself. A diva, she was not. Too many, Sith and Jedi, were all words and angst. Needing to be the center of attention. No, she was one to watch and listen. Silence held great power.
She stood looking out a window, watching ships come and go. Dropping of supposed "Precious Cargo" in the form of new aculytes for the Academy. The brief communique she'd had with
Eira Dwynwen
was left purposely nondescript. Lethan TWi'Lek with black tattoos, in black robes with red stitching. Now, if Eira was half as good at intel gathering as Maestus thought, she would have no trouble finding the Sith. For the time being, Maestus kept the Dark Side of the Force wrapped tight around her. Effectively hiding her Force signature under the very Force itself. Nifty lil trick that has always been useful from time to time.
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