Darth Vazela
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@[member="Circe Savan"]
Vilox surveyed the hallway with his yellow, predatory eyes for a while, his Lightsaber a comfortable weight on his hip. Waiting for the woman, he flash backed to their last meeting on Helska IV. It seemed so long ago, when he had participated in the dominion of the ice covered world. He had told Circe that he would be taking her under his wing as a Sith Apprentice and hinted to the Rule of Two. Yes, the Dark Lord did follow the philosophy in a way. He did think that he should only have one apprentice his life, to continue his legacy. But he was not a Sith. He had learned that on Dromund Kaas, when Mikhail Shorn defeated Tyrin Ardik in front of his eyes and then passed on the vacant title of Sith Emperor to Dranok Lussk. He found this ironic too, considering the fact that he too had made Lussk a victim on Korriban alongside Cordel. Shinju had been present during the usurping as well, but they hadn't encountered each other during the fighting.
No, he wanted to give the galaxy something better than what the Sith could offer. They were simply an evolutionary step instigated by the Dark Jedi exiles nearly eight thousand years ago. They had unearthed deep, dark knowledge on the dark side and had made good, forward attempts to overthrow the light once and for all. They had even nearly succeeded during the linage of Sith whom had created the Rule of Two, but subsequently, like all Sith before him, Darth Sidious fell and allowed the Jedi to survive. That was the pivotal point in history where the Force and galaxy knew and decided that the Sith would never win. For all their greatness, in the end, the Sith Empire was a failure. Something new had to come out of the stagnation and weakness that crippled the galaxy; and so the man that had once called himself Darth Vazela had decided that, perhaps, he would be that individual to instigate such change.
A familiar presence and sound averted his gaze from the ground. He lifted his chin to look towards the person approaching...
Bakuran Encounters
Vilox Pazela stepped out of the open doors and into the hallway he had only just vacated twenty or so minutes ago. His task at the Bakuran Arms Show was complete and upon the discovery that the whipkid, Velok, had died during his auction only weeks ago, has led the Dark Lord to a cold trail left behind by the Black Sun Vigo, Domino. In the pursuit of the Book of Sith, from which he believes the crime lord has in her possession, he has diverted his attention to another in the form of Circe Savan. Lucien Cordel, surprisingly, had served as part of his scheme all these years later. The Dark Lord found it ironic, consider the pretense in which he and Cordel had met previously upon Korriban a decade ago.Vilox surveyed the hallway with his yellow, predatory eyes for a while, his Lightsaber a comfortable weight on his hip. Waiting for the woman, he flash backed to their last meeting on Helska IV. It seemed so long ago, when he had participated in the dominion of the ice covered world. He had told Circe that he would be taking her under his wing as a Sith Apprentice and hinted to the Rule of Two. Yes, the Dark Lord did follow the philosophy in a way. He did think that he should only have one apprentice his life, to continue his legacy. But he was not a Sith. He had learned that on Dromund Kaas, when Mikhail Shorn defeated Tyrin Ardik in front of his eyes and then passed on the vacant title of Sith Emperor to Dranok Lussk. He found this ironic too, considering the fact that he too had made Lussk a victim on Korriban alongside Cordel. Shinju had been present during the usurping as well, but they hadn't encountered each other during the fighting.
No, he wanted to give the galaxy something better than what the Sith could offer. They were simply an evolutionary step instigated by the Dark Jedi exiles nearly eight thousand years ago. They had unearthed deep, dark knowledge on the dark side and had made good, forward attempts to overthrow the light once and for all. They had even nearly succeeded during the linage of Sith whom had created the Rule of Two, but subsequently, like all Sith before him, Darth Sidious fell and allowed the Jedi to survive. That was the pivotal point in history where the Force and galaxy knew and decided that the Sith would never win. For all their greatness, in the end, the Sith Empire was a failure. Something new had to come out of the stagnation and weakness that crippled the galaxy; and so the man that had once called himself Darth Vazela had decided that, perhaps, he would be that individual to instigate such change.
A familiar presence and sound averted his gaze from the ground. He lifted his chin to look towards the person approaching...
