Zykhan
Eternal Darkness
Muunilist
Vyseroy Banking Group
Roof
The winds were ferocious when you were fifty stories up, they whipped back and forth with no remorse, when you were this high up Mother Nature was not your ally. However, the people who owned Vyseroy Banking Group had produced a crowning achievement in this building, quite literally. They had designed it so the roof had twenty-five plasteel points erupting from the otherwise slender and pristine building, the points, from the ground, appeared to be a crown. They even went as far as to adorn the points with a special coat of paint that would glisten in what little sunlight the commercial world of Muunilist got.
The winds were partially blocked by the crown, however Mortivious’s hooded cape still twirled about in the breeze, he thankfully decided to leave his heavy robes at the temple, Alaxander needed all the dexterity he could afford. Equipped with his basic lightsaber and understanding of the Force, the apprentice awaited his target. He had been sent by his master to duel against a Knight, simply to test his abilities. Croix half expected his master had sent him on a suicide mission, however the other half of him knew that his master knew he would be able to find some way to live.
The battle would be pretty difficult, there was a decent battleground, though littered with wires and some antennas, it was mostly used for secret duels by the Sith, ones they didn’t want to get their hands dirty for orchestrating, though Mortivious had no idea of that. The roof was pretty sound and the ‘crown’ would be very difficult to blow through, so falling to their death was very unlikely, and usually frowned upon…
@[member="Marcus Faust"]
Vyseroy Banking Group
Roof
The winds were ferocious when you were fifty stories up, they whipped back and forth with no remorse, when you were this high up Mother Nature was not your ally. However, the people who owned Vyseroy Banking Group had produced a crowning achievement in this building, quite literally. They had designed it so the roof had twenty-five plasteel points erupting from the otherwise slender and pristine building, the points, from the ground, appeared to be a crown. They even went as far as to adorn the points with a special coat of paint that would glisten in what little sunlight the commercial world of Muunilist got.
The winds were partially blocked by the crown, however Mortivious’s hooded cape still twirled about in the breeze, he thankfully decided to leave his heavy robes at the temple, Alaxander needed all the dexterity he could afford. Equipped with his basic lightsaber and understanding of the Force, the apprentice awaited his target. He had been sent by his master to duel against a Knight, simply to test his abilities. Croix half expected his master had sent him on a suicide mission, however the other half of him knew that his master knew he would be able to find some way to live.
The battle would be pretty difficult, there was a decent battleground, though littered with wires and some antennas, it was mostly used for secret duels by the Sith, ones they didn’t want to get their hands dirty for orchestrating, though Mortivious had no idea of that. The roof was pretty sound and the ‘crown’ would be very difficult to blow through, so falling to their death was very unlikely, and usually frowned upon…
@[member="Marcus Faust"]