Lord Kataklysmos
Master of the Dark
Lord Kataklysmos' ship landed on the home world of the Dathomiri witch. The dark side energy from the planet that washed over his body invigorated him. He hardly felt his battle wounds.
Some of the local security forces came to investigate his arrival, Mando's. He hated Mandolorians. They were brutish trigger happy thugs. Kataklysmos played up the old man gimmick. He limped even more than he already did. He leaned on his walking stick and they approached on foot.
"Excuse us, sir, you're in an unauthorized vehicle, what's your business?" One of the Mandos asked.
Kataklysmos nodded the way an old man would, he very patiently and deliberately formed his words, "Oh I've been flying for parsecs, I needed to get out and stretch my weary bones."
"Sir, the jungle of Dathomir is quite deadly, you wouldn't survive long out here." The Mando politely announced.
Kataklysmos smiled maniacally. Oh the joke was too good to pass up, even if it wasn't his original intent he just had to kill the two patrolmen. He chuckled, "A lot longer than you will."
"Wha-aaaaaaaargh?!" With a flick of Kataklysmos' wrist dark side energy coursed through the Mando closest to him. The patrolman fell and convulsed even several seconds passed his extinction.
The other mando pulled his blaster a second too late, as a sickening blast consumed him sending him into a quite solid tree. The second Mandolorian's body broke as if he was in a speeder crash.
Murder was not on the agenda, but sometimes... You gotta just wing it.
Kataklysmos abandoned the scene, laughing as he limped through the jungle in search of monsters.
Some of the local security forces came to investigate his arrival, Mando's. He hated Mandolorians. They were brutish trigger happy thugs. Kataklysmos played up the old man gimmick. He limped even more than he already did. He leaned on his walking stick and they approached on foot.
"Excuse us, sir, you're in an unauthorized vehicle, what's your business?" One of the Mandos asked.
Kataklysmos nodded the way an old man would, he very patiently and deliberately formed his words, "Oh I've been flying for parsecs, I needed to get out and stretch my weary bones."
"Sir, the jungle of Dathomir is quite deadly, you wouldn't survive long out here." The Mando politely announced.
Kataklysmos smiled maniacally. Oh the joke was too good to pass up, even if it wasn't his original intent he just had to kill the two patrolmen. He chuckled, "A lot longer than you will."
"Wha-aaaaaaaargh?!" With a flick of Kataklysmos' wrist dark side energy coursed through the Mando closest to him. The patrolman fell and convulsed even several seconds passed his extinction.
The other mando pulled his blaster a second too late, as a sickening blast consumed him sending him into a quite solid tree. The second Mandolorian's body broke as if he was in a speeder crash.
Murder was not on the agenda, but sometimes... You gotta just wing it.
Kataklysmos abandoned the scene, laughing as he limped through the jungle in search of monsters.