Tyuk Asha
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Tyuk maneuvered his ship around and above the mountains and hilltops of the planet Dressel, he gazed out over the hills, spotting a few small villages and settlement as he zipped by. His reason for coming to Dressel was simple, he had been receive a tip from a Torgruta on Utapau that there were rumors of a Dark Lord of the Sith staying in a small camp on the outer edges of Brehara, the main continent on Dressel, it was a long shot, but Tyuk believed that this may be his master. So with that tip, he headed to Dressel. Now here he was, zipping across the various landmasses making his way closer and closer towards Brehara.
Tyuk finally arrived over the large continent know as Brehara and began searching the coastlines. Stopping at various villages and settlements, questioning the locals about the rumor of the Sith. Tyuk's Dressellese wasn't the greatest in the galaxy, but he was able to understand the locals well enough to get 3 possible locations for the camp, one was on the south-eastern side of the continent, the other two were to the north. So Tyuk set off towards the south-east first. He arrived at the location of the camp that the locals had told him about, it was nothing too special, 2 small huts placed on either side of a campfire. He landed on the northern side of the camp, setting down and hopping up and out of his ship. As he exited he noticed that the camp seemed empty, he quickly reached out with the force to see if he could sense anything, any remnants of the force in the area. He couldn't, there was no sign of the force in the area, other that the minuscule amounts of force that non-force sensitive lifeforms give off. He decided to search the two tents to make sure the camp was empty, and sure enough, they both were. He then got back in his ship, and set off towards the north.
Tyuk was making his way towards the north as he started to think to himself 'This will be the day, I can feel it, I will find my master, and kill him for what he did to me' he could feel that this was the day his life would change. He arrived to the first northern camp, which to his surprise, was smoldering. There were the remnants of a few tents, which were now only smoldering piles of fur and sticks. Tyuk reached out with the force, and yet again found no remnants of its activity here. He was disappointed, but he felt there was no need to dwell on it, and he made his way to the last camp. He arrived overhead, the camp seemed to be just one tent, a lone tent in front of a campfire, and the campfire was lit. Tyuk set his ship down a decent distance away from the camp, he exited his ship and decided he should conceal his ability. He checked to make sure his lightsaber was securely fastened to his belt, he then adjusted his robe, turned on his respirator, and began walking over to the camp, reaching out to try and sense the force at the camp, and he did. He felt the familiar feel of Dark Side energy wash over him, meaning whoever was in that tent. Was a Sith.
He finally approached the rear of the tent, slowly and silently moving towards the entrance, trying to have the element of surprise in his favor. He reached the entrance of the tent, which was covered with some kind of fur, he began to move the fur to the side, and as he got it halfway open, a wave of energy burst from within the tent, launching Tyuk backwards into the air. The attack seemed weak, had he expected it, he would have been able to easily throw up a force barrier, but his enemy surprised him, this definitely wasn't the power of a Sith lord. He re-positioned his body so that he would land on his feet, skidding a bit as he regained his balance and stood up, "How did you find me? No matter, I'll deal with you quickly" a voice said from the tent, it seemed to carry an over-abundance of confidence. "I told you keffing locals not to try and track me" a human male exited the tent, he was clad in a damaged suit of Mandolorian armor, and looked to be around 17 or 18 years old "Wait. You're not a Dresellian" the man seemed to carry a bit of nervousness in his voice now. Tyuk noticed the man was holding a lightsaber in his right hand. Tyuk took his own out and ignited it, the dual blades springing to life "It looks like the rumors about you were exaggerated, you're no Dark Lord of the Sith" "You... you have a lightsaber!" the human said, his face turning into an expression of fear, "Uh, well, no matter. I'll deal with you" the human seemed like he was trying to instill some kind of show of power or strength with his voice, but it came out sounding weak and scared. The man ignited his saber, a singular crimson blade springing from it, and held it in front of him. Tyuk slowly walked towards the man, releasing the vale that hid his power in the Force, he pushed his hand out towards the man, letting the power of the Force flow and burst through it, sending a wave of energy as his opponent had did to him. The man was hit by the wave and sent flying into the side of the tent, Tyuk increased his speed, eventually arriving at where the man lay against the tent "You... you're an actual Sith" the man said, trembling at the site of Tyuk towering over him. "I am, and you, are not" Tyuk said as he swung his lightsaber towards the man's neck, cleaving his head from his shoulders. Tyuk stepped forward to retrieve the man's saber "You were a pitiful disgrace to the Dark Side" Tyuk said, kicking the man's limp body. "You made me waste my time coming to..." Tyuk immediately stopped his words, he could feel an overwhelming force rushing over his body, and he recognized this force, it was the power of the Dark Side, the power of a Sith Lord, and it was headed in his direction.
Tyuk finally arrived over the large continent know as Brehara and began searching the coastlines. Stopping at various villages and settlements, questioning the locals about the rumor of the Sith. Tyuk's Dressellese wasn't the greatest in the galaxy, but he was able to understand the locals well enough to get 3 possible locations for the camp, one was on the south-eastern side of the continent, the other two were to the north. So Tyuk set off towards the south-east first. He arrived at the location of the camp that the locals had told him about, it was nothing too special, 2 small huts placed on either side of a campfire. He landed on the northern side of the camp, setting down and hopping up and out of his ship. As he exited he noticed that the camp seemed empty, he quickly reached out with the force to see if he could sense anything, any remnants of the force in the area. He couldn't, there was no sign of the force in the area, other that the minuscule amounts of force that non-force sensitive lifeforms give off. He decided to search the two tents to make sure the camp was empty, and sure enough, they both were. He then got back in his ship, and set off towards the north.
Tyuk was making his way towards the north as he started to think to himself 'This will be the day, I can feel it, I will find my master, and kill him for what he did to me' he could feel that this was the day his life would change. He arrived to the first northern camp, which to his surprise, was smoldering. There were the remnants of a few tents, which were now only smoldering piles of fur and sticks. Tyuk reached out with the force, and yet again found no remnants of its activity here. He was disappointed, but he felt there was no need to dwell on it, and he made his way to the last camp. He arrived overhead, the camp seemed to be just one tent, a lone tent in front of a campfire, and the campfire was lit. Tyuk set his ship down a decent distance away from the camp, he exited his ship and decided he should conceal his ability. He checked to make sure his lightsaber was securely fastened to his belt, he then adjusted his robe, turned on his respirator, and began walking over to the camp, reaching out to try and sense the force at the camp, and he did. He felt the familiar feel of Dark Side energy wash over him, meaning whoever was in that tent. Was a Sith.
He finally approached the rear of the tent, slowly and silently moving towards the entrance, trying to have the element of surprise in his favor. He reached the entrance of the tent, which was covered with some kind of fur, he began to move the fur to the side, and as he got it halfway open, a wave of energy burst from within the tent, launching Tyuk backwards into the air. The attack seemed weak, had he expected it, he would have been able to easily throw up a force barrier, but his enemy surprised him, this definitely wasn't the power of a Sith lord. He re-positioned his body so that he would land on his feet, skidding a bit as he regained his balance and stood up, "How did you find me? No matter, I'll deal with you quickly" a voice said from the tent, it seemed to carry an over-abundance of confidence. "I told you keffing locals not to try and track me" a human male exited the tent, he was clad in a damaged suit of Mandolorian armor, and looked to be around 17 or 18 years old "Wait. You're not a Dresellian" the man seemed to carry a bit of nervousness in his voice now. Tyuk noticed the man was holding a lightsaber in his right hand. Tyuk took his own out and ignited it, the dual blades springing to life "It looks like the rumors about you were exaggerated, you're no Dark Lord of the Sith" "You... you have a lightsaber!" the human said, his face turning into an expression of fear, "Uh, well, no matter. I'll deal with you" the human seemed like he was trying to instill some kind of show of power or strength with his voice, but it came out sounding weak and scared. The man ignited his saber, a singular crimson blade springing from it, and held it in front of him. Tyuk slowly walked towards the man, releasing the vale that hid his power in the Force, he pushed his hand out towards the man, letting the power of the Force flow and burst through it, sending a wave of energy as his opponent had did to him. The man was hit by the wave and sent flying into the side of the tent, Tyuk increased his speed, eventually arriving at where the man lay against the tent "You... you're an actual Sith" the man said, trembling at the site of Tyuk towering over him. "I am, and you, are not" Tyuk said as he swung his lightsaber towards the man's neck, cleaving his head from his shoulders. Tyuk stepped forward to retrieve the man's saber "You were a pitiful disgrace to the Dark Side" Tyuk said, kicking the man's limp body. "You made me waste my time coming to..." Tyuk immediately stopped his words, he could feel an overwhelming force rushing over his body, and he recognized this force, it was the power of the Dark Side, the power of a Sith Lord, and it was headed in his direction.