Beast of Burden

[Lord Kataklysmos]

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.

 

[Doodelilei]

Another dark presence seemed to fill the area around the Sith Lord. It was quite a large presence. It seemed odd for a creature so small. Nobody knew. Bing had heard the fires being shot and the screams from the despicable Mandolorians. Lord Kataklysmos and the future great Sith, Bing, had something in common. Perhaps they would be able to make a deal on a thing concerning the training of Bing. Perhaps he'd be able to gain the title he wished for, Darth Felis. It was an odd title, but it suited the cat like person. He wasn't actually a cat, he was a Kushiban. Bing didn't think anyone knew, considering the rarity of such a species.

The cat was wearing his newly created armor, suited mostly for decoration, except for the ability to create an energy shield. He loved this, it made him feel important. What he'd love even more is the ability to use his gifted powers people have told him about. Perhaps even the ability to use a custom lightsaber. His dreams were outrageous, but quite frankly, they were in reach. He paused to stare at the robed twi'lek, his skin showed off the corrupted side of his person. His old man act was honestly quite stupid and a little hilarious. Bing was surprised the Mandolorians even fell for it.

He gathered the courage to walk up to the Sith Lord, clearly something would be in store for him. A test of might, per se. He was walking on fours, this gave him plenty of room to be underestimated. He decided against this walking stance, and instead moved into his 'humanoid' position. He paused, standing on two legs, waiting for the attention of the Lord.

No, instead, he demanded the attention of the Lord.

"Hello."

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