Public Blood and Sand [Geonosis Arena - Open]

[Darth Strosius]

​

Equipment: Lightsaber, Sword, Dagger, Robes
Darth Carnifex / CI-6660 / Arla Rodarch / Albrecht Feuergeir / Trayze Tesar / Darth Malum of House Marr / Domina Prime / Darth Prazutis
- - -

The masked man muttered a curse as the lightning bolt was deflected without much issue, although he knew it wouldn't be that simple. It never was. "I never took Lady Raaf for the bragging type. Have no fear though, I intend to claim her head next once I'm done with you!" First he would avenge the Sith Empire, then he could avenge his own failings on Tund. One body at a time if need be. His gaze narrowed at the odd shadow projection as he readied himself for a rush forward. "I have sinned not, but even if I had yours would outnumber mine many times over. And it's beyond time for you face judgement for them, heretic!"

As the shadow charged at him he returned the favor, dashing forward with his blades at the ready to cut the shade down before doing the same to its creator. Or so he would have if he had actually met the shadow in combat. Unfortunately the timely arrival of Trayze and Malum, and especially the blade that came up to halt him in his tracks, stopped their clash. Darth Strosius shifted his gaze towards the pair of Sith as his teeth ground together in frustration. "Now is not the time for bickering! Either help me do my job or get out of my way!"

It seemed like Trayze had taken after Malum's incessantly cautious tendencies. A pity really, but at the moment it was a hinderance that he simply couldn't afford to deal with. He'd have to have a stern few words with the two of them later about not seizing opportunities when they presented themselves. Before he could make an attempt to simply leap over the blade and continue his assault, the voice of Commodore Helix reached his ears with an urgent and rather disturbing message. Revna had been taken?

He faltered for a moment, his shoulders sagging slightly and his eyes growing wide in shock and surprise. And then the viewing box seemed to explode. Darth Strosius was flung back off of the balcony but he managed to dig his blades into the side of it to catch himself before he was thrown off of it fully. Using his blades he hauled himself over the side and back into the balcony once more, standing to his feet and fixing the new arrival with a glare. Great, now there were two of them. This was getting a bit out of hand.

"On the contrary Prazutis!" The masked man called out, unwelcome and out of turn as he raised up his blades once more. Two for the price of one wasn't the worst cost he supposed, as long as Malum and Trayze came to their senses and helped him. "You and your ilk were bold and foolish before you disappeared as well. The Twice-Failed Emperor joined by the Once, both to die for their failures together!" He launched himself into the air and bore down on the dark pair in a flurry of blades and wrath.

 

[Darth Carnifex]

His hand shot out, deflecting the first force pike up into the air right as it connected with the palm of His hand.. Then the second, then the third, and so on and so forth, until they all were suspended vertically in the air. They all rotated around until the tip was pointed back at the Jedi, snapping into position simultaneously. Then He let them fly, not mere dummy projectiles, but one that would wheel around and try again to skewer the insectoid Master repeatedly. The Dark Lord's grasp on the Force was so powerful that He could maintain this level of telekinetic manipulation over several objects while His primary focus was drawn elsewhere.

Primarily, on Alisteri Haxim.

The explosion which rocked the executive booth was neither surprising nor dangerous to the Dark Lord, as He'd sensed it's coming long before it's true arrival. As Darth Prazutis, the Shadow Hand, made himself known and the Dark Dyad surged in conjoined strength, Darth Carnifex withdrew His shadow simulacrum back into Himself. It was no longer necessary, nor potent after the anchor it had been tied to suddenly vanished from not just the arena, but all of Geonosis as well.

Curiously, the Dark Lord seemed to peer over the edge of the spire, looking down into the stands. A strange expression briefly passed over His face before it faded away, that of confusion. Regardless, now His attention was fully brought upon the self-proclaimed purifier of the Sith. Even when faced with not one, but two, Dark Lords of the Sith, Alisteri showed no fear and did not capitulate. Others would have folded instantly, but for a long time Carnifex knew Alisteri to be different.

Darth Strosius indeed, no longer just Alisteri.

Carnifex seemed to step forward, and then suddenly vanished from all perception. When He next appeared, He was behind Strosius, His shadow suddenly looming long and wide across the former apprentice of Ophidia. His right hand shot out, attempting to wrap it's fingers around the back of Strosius' head. Simultaneously, Carnifex also sought to bind Strosius' movements with the Force, to keep him from moving about and slipping out of His grip.

"I think it speaks magnitudes of where your priorities lie, Lord Strosius, that vile galère are allowed to draw breath while you fixate on your own kind. Your focus is misaligned, Lord of Faldos. Perhaps whatever malady infected the good Darth Ophidia has it's origins in you."

He then released Strosius, buffeting him with such power that it could conceptually throw the younger Sith to the floor.

"And if that be so, then the contagion must be excised."

Darth Prazutis | Darth Strosius | Darth Malum of House Marr
Trayze Tesar | CI-6660 | Arla Rodarch
Albrecht Feuergeir | Domina Prime ​

 

[Domina Prime]

You Can See God When I Take My Mask Off



ALLIES: Darth Carnifex | Darth Prazutis
​

ADVERSARIES: Alicia Drey | Kaiah Nihl | Annika Starfire | Diodoros | Kebii'kara Solus | Revna | Darth Strosius | Zachariah Conway | Arla Rodarch | Commodore Helix | Vo Pandyn | Sula Skirata | Trayze Tesar

​

Some creatures were only destined for destruction. This much Domina knew for certain as those five eyes scattered and observed the barking and bickering of politics and constant jockeying for positions of power as well as a battle of ideas. There was once a time she HAD to assume that Carnifex longed to get away from it all, back to a simpler time where he could simply RELISH the details of the finer things in life.

The hunt, the sweet biblical destruction so profound it may as well be music. The first spark of man even before the discovery of fire!

In many ways Domina Prime pitied Kaine, it had to be incredibly MADDENING to constantly be under siege by those who were supposedly aligned to your vision.

But then again, Sith were…complicated. And being raised in surrogate by Mandalorians gave her a more...primitive view of things. And when the sound of thunder boomed within the arena stands closeby to to her father Dominas fifth eye quickly became distracted after her tail had lashed out towards the others to ward them off, figuring this was some sort of mystic attack as a man appeared from thin air. It would have caught Domina in awe had she not seen it as a threat to her kin, in which a lasher INSTINCTIVELY poised upward to extend towards him due to its incredible length only to pause as Dimas central eye examined the finer details of his appearance.

Domina had almost attempted to strike him down, stopping herself only when she noticed a mark.

A symbol on Darth Prazutis was…oddly similar to the one her father possessed upon his crown.

Dimas fifth eye drifted from Praz, to Carnifex, and back to Praz again as if flabbergasted in her examination.

Certainly this man with the….very FANTASTIC looking blade equipped on his back was an ally. She relaxed her lasher at this realization as Dima suddenly POPPED out in front of Kaine as if LEANING in to get a better look at Praz.

"Woah, this one LOVES your sword. Is it magic like you godborn?" She gasped, those alien eyes of Carnifex's netherspawn daughter searching over the massive silver stained blade painted in an essence of death and carnage that spoke wonders to Dominas primitive spirit. She had almost forgotten about her axe at that moment but her fascination with weaponry stemmed from her collecting of them as trinkets and toys. But his weapon? It radiated with soul stained carnage she could almost sense despite her force death. "Very shiny..." She nearly salivated, losing focus momentarily from Prazutis' GRAND entrance.

And then, as if testing the fates Darth Strosius bounded into battle. Darth Prazutis standing on one side of the Dark Lord Darth Carnifex , Domina standing not so far off to the other side.

And as their madness ensued, another opponent had dove into the VIP stands with the rest of the godborn. EZEKIEL DRAKE had appeared from nowhere, but Prime did not need the force to sense him. One of her many other eyes quickly caught track of the attacker as he came in with a vicious roundhouse-like kick and heavy elbows aimed towards the Xeno Mandalorians skull!

"Son of a-" She exclaimed in shock, the focus of her evolution instinctively adapting to protect herself.

Dominas tail rebounded from its previous lashing out towards Malum, Revna and the others in the stand and returned to anticipate the crushing kick he delivered, reeling her head back and backpedaling a couple of steps to avoid the incoming elbow as his strike planted directly into her chest, bouncing her back a few feet as Dominas five eyes all scattered and SWIRLED over all the chaos unfolding around her.

"WHO ELSE WANTS SOME OF THIS HUH!? ANY OTHER GODLINGS WANNA MAKE A DRAMATIC FUCKING ENTRANCE!?" She barked out viciously as she practically salivated from beneath her maw. Her central eye focused now on Ezekiel, however, noticing he took temporary pause to mention something about 'RATS' Dominas itch returned to her spine which only made another two eyes drift directly towards Alisteri as he attempted his strange assassination attempt. The sheer might of Carnifex's mystics reaching out in attempts to subdue the other sith as they mingled between one another.

Doimina scoffed, bouncing forward from one foot to the other and very quickly, as if to merely assist in denying these would be assassins Dimas four arms all began to flick outward in quick jab-like motions into the empty air while aiming her powerful azure silk directly at his legs, arms, and feet in attempts to ensnare and trap the boy even further while Carnifex subdued him through the force. Dominas silk was strong, capable of pulling train carts and much like Dimas bone structure, resistant to heat and plasma. If any of these silk tethers managed to attach and bind Darth Strosius , he would be in a world of hurt.

This would be all the focus Domina could give to that situation however, as the stranger who had appeared mixed with the Jedi and the other Sith in the stands there were MANY things to keep track of.

"COME ON THEN! PRIME IS WAITING LITTLE GODS!" She barked out in deranged laughter as those twin lashers on her back unfolded, swishing and swinging wildly at first before gaining more focus and more precision with each swing. The crystalised blades of her lashers absolutely CLEAVING THROUGH THE STANDS, the stone pillows and structure around them, and whoever was unfortunate enough to not block or get the hell out of the way. She mainly aimed towards Darth Malum of House Marr , and Trayze Tesar who were close enough to Alisteri to be considered his allies.

Her tendrils did this within a narrow cone however. It seemed in this moment her kin had allies in this battle, between Praz, Kaine, and the strange creature subservient to her father CI-6660 she could not be so liberal with how she lashed out. But even in their focused destruction they unleashed a wake of devastation, Domina launched herself forward with those piston-like legs directly into the path of Ezekiel. Shoving her feet forward in attempts to step on his toes over and over, denying him comfortable footing as if she were letting him lead in a dance. Placing the anatomy of those dangerous raptor-like legs into his breathing space as those four arms proceeded claw and swipe towards his arms, stomach and thighs, lower arms reaching out towards his lower body while those upper arms anticipating the counter offensive as those Lashers continued to THRASH AND SLASH through the vip stands behind her repeatedly again and again to WARD OFF the others, especially considering that bug jedi had been especially quite lately.

In this moment, Domina was on defensive detail. And her defense was an eviscerating offense!

COMBAT SUMMERY

In defense of Darth Carnifex , takes up arms alongside him & her uncle Darth Prazutis
Blocking the kick from EZEKIEL DRAKE , takes elbow to chest sending her flying back
Noticing Darth Strosius attack her father, uses for arms to shoot azure silk and lock him down
Taking defensive counter-measures, uses twin lashers to ruin & DECIMATE the stands warding off Trayze Tesar , Darth Malum of House Marr

Utilizing intrinsic weaponized feet, DIRECTLY engages EZEKIEL DRAKE , attempting to step on his toes and invade foot space
Taking advantage of rushdown pressure, proceeds to unleash a precise flurry of four armed claw swipes all across his body


​