Ignatius
A N A R C H Y
B Y S S
I responded to an old signal sent to me. One that has been far to long for me to consider of good faith. What she wanted was for me to atone for what I had done to our family. What I had done to the people who so foolishly stood along the sidelines. Doing nothing as I had lost everything. I knew from the start that this would be a trap. I knew that this would not be good at all.
Either way, I geared myself up. Preparing to face the last person in this Galaxy who knew how I was.
Lightsaber upon my belt, The walk from the ramp of the ship, down into a platform that held two black robed individuals. Upon their face were masks. Obscuring their face. Yet, as soon as I walked close enough, they crossed swords and would not let me pass.
Behind my face mask, a growl rumbled out in a tone reminiscent of a feral animal. Lifting my hand, their robes ignited into flames. Yet, they did not move. In fact, they moved towards me. Attempting to cross blades with me. A shake of my head revealed with the snap and deep guttural hum, swiftly with two swipes. Sending them down to the ground. However, I watches as their forms drifted into nothing. Whatever body was there, no longer rested. Just simple cloaks burning away with their blades clattering to the ground.
Scoffing at the notion, my feet carried me inward. Making my way deeper into the recesses of the long forgotten Temple of Dark.
I responded to an old signal sent to me. One that has been far to long for me to consider of good faith. What she wanted was for me to atone for what I had done to our family. What I had done to the people who so foolishly stood along the sidelines. Doing nothing as I had lost everything. I knew from the start that this would be a trap. I knew that this would not be good at all.
Either way, I geared myself up. Preparing to face the last person in this Galaxy who knew how I was.
Lightsaber upon my belt, The walk from the ramp of the ship, down into a platform that held two black robed individuals. Upon their face were masks. Obscuring their face. Yet, as soon as I walked close enough, they crossed swords and would not let me pass.
Behind my face mask, a growl rumbled out in a tone reminiscent of a feral animal. Lifting my hand, their robes ignited into flames. Yet, they did not move. In fact, they moved towards me. Attempting to cross blades with me. A shake of my head revealed with the snap and deep guttural hum, swiftly with two swipes. Sending them down to the ground. However, I watches as their forms drifted into nothing. Whatever body was there, no longer rested. Just simple cloaks burning away with their blades clattering to the ground.
Scoffing at the notion, my feet carried me inward. Making my way deeper into the recesses of the long forgotten Temple of Dark.