Nephthys Nardithi-Verd
The Ascendancy
What one doesn't know can most certainly kill them.
Tag: Darth Metus
"Log Entry: The Shiraya Expanse. It is a long, long journey indeed. I've no idea when this might be over. I do believe I am closer to my goal. At least I have it on good authority my direction is correct. I have made many stops along my way. I've spoken with alot of people. After some began to seem most suspicious of me, I started a different approach on how I might raise the subject of Isley Verd. The most difficult aspect is trying not to appear like I am searching, and to let people just offer to relay what I want to know. I have spent full days just bullshitting with some, talking about the amazing stories I had heard, but churning out the minutest of leads regarding the potential whereabouts of my Father. This one absolute slob of a man took a few days till he was drunk enough to let it slip that Isley Verd went to the Confederacy of Independent Systems. I am not proud of myself, about how it was I coaxed that out of him. He must have thought me a fan girl. That Mandalorian was not above seeing me play the role for him.
Well the Confederacy was at the center of some talk recently, regarding their wild accusations circulating of a predatory Netherworld species. I have no idea what really happened, or what is about to happen. I don't believe the story I was told, -another reason to completely hate myself for how I got that long tale told to me. It sounds like a ruse for a totally different threat.
I did learn the name of the leader of the CIS was one Darth Metus. Hopefully that name might lead me to forgive myself…a little. The guy kept going back and forth between the stories he was telling. It was hard to know who exactly he was talking about, my Father or Darth Metus. I just assume they may have known one another personally. I did get that the vote was unanimous to disband the faction, stripping Darth Metus of his title. I should have known the story was all over the Holonet too, but I needed to hide away from the Ashlan Crusade juvenile detention center all the time. That Netherworld stuff could pose for one interesting side story at least. I have always been intrigued by the paranormal. Time to buckle down on my research.
If I can get anyone there to talk about Isley Verd, then I am hopeful that I will soon be on a solid path to finding my Father. Onward to Regnum, Verun.
End recording."
She could have taken the time to blend in with the members of the Ascendancy, to make her case for meeting Darth Metus a sincere one. Instead Nephthys Nardithi-Verd brought her ship straight to the place her informants had specified, not even anticipating that her actions could have drawn attention to her. Her patience plummeted to only a fraction of her usual personality, as the Darkside of the Force roiled throughout her soul unbridled. To get a meeting with this potential friend of her Father's, she told lies.
"Not everyone who requests a meeting with Darth Metus is welcome. Since you can prove to be a student from Dathomir, intent to study the Netherworld predators, an exception has been made for you." The guards who had escorted her along the corridor were not above her training in Persuasion. Little Miss Progeny had also concealed on her person her Lightsaber once bearing the Jedi's Natural Cyber Crystal, now empowered by the synthetic Crystal fabricated to perfection by the Sith. With help of the Force she slipped her past these guards unchecked.
The sensation of her Force Signature is unfocussed and chaotic. Her mood rests on the brink of self destruction, not by her own desire, but her lack of proper guidance since her freeing fall. Still, her steps make her appear to glide between the escorting guards. Her inner turmoil is hidden behind the performance of her smile. She believes herself to be far beyond the physical threat of imprisonment by the Ashlan Crusade, and hopes her face listed as wanted on the Holonet had not reached the depth of these stars. Should anyone stand steadfast in the path of her objective, they too shall be met with equal ambition as she had unravelled upon her false mother.
"Not everyone who requests a meeting with Darth Metus is welcome. Since you can prove to be a student from Dathomir, intent to study the Netherworld predators, an exception has been made for you." The guards who had escorted her along the corridor were not above her training in Persuasion. Little Miss Progeny had also concealed on her person her Lightsaber once bearing the Jedi's Natural Cyber Crystal, now empowered by the synthetic Crystal fabricated to perfection by the Sith. With help of the Force she slipped her past these guards unchecked.
The sensation of her Force Signature is unfocussed and chaotic. Her mood rests on the brink of self destruction, not by her own desire, but her lack of proper guidance since her freeing fall. Still, her steps make her appear to glide between the escorting guards. Her inner turmoil is hidden behind the performance of her smile. She believes herself to be far beyond the physical threat of imprisonment by the Ashlan Crusade, and hopes her face listed as wanted on the Holonet had not reached the depth of these stars. Should anyone stand steadfast in the path of her objective, they too shall be met with equal ambition as she had unravelled upon her false mother.
Model: Theresa Fractale
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