Private Conflicting Loyalties

[Darth Kharnaz]

Kharnaz took off from the rust colored planet of Korriban, a different being to who we was when he first touched down. Now he had a master, Serina Calis. She had told him to follow her. But there surely could be no harm in looking around first. After all there was another planet nearby of interest. Krayiss 2. Yet another world with a great dark side presence. And according to his databanks on his ship it has a great Sith library. Perfect to get the upper hand in his training. He input the coordinates and began his detour.

He dropped out of hyperspace near the planet and observed. For such an ancient planet there were some fairly modern additions. The capital city could be seen from orbit, and there were some ships and a dockyard in the surrounding space. But something deeper and greater called to him. Or someone. He recieved a transmission, the light of his communications system flashing green.

"This is Krayiss City Air Control. State your clearance code and security ID."

Kharnaz snarled. He would not submit to these weaklings. He was a Sith now. He would go where he wanted, when he pleased. He shut off his communications device without answering. Despite the regulations security did not look too intense. He pushed his ships thrusters to the limit, and dived down to the planet before any ships could respond to his invasion. They would need to be faster than that if they wanted to catch him.

The ship dived down through the atmosphere before Kharnaz pulled up, barely avoiding crashing into a rocky outcrop. He had landed not too far from the main city, but he could not say where the library was. No matter, he would find it one way or another. He was sure that whoever was in charge here would know. Perhaps he could find out peacefully but truth be told, he was hoping they would put up some resistance.

Tag: Darth Morta

 

[Darth Morta]

Darth Morta had been relaxing in her Palace, sitting and observing her city from the heights of her private lounge, an ancient treatise of the Reconstituted Sith Empire on alchemizing weapons and armour in one hand and a glass of wine expensive enough to bankrupt anyone else on this planet in the other. As she watched a streak of light cross the sky, there was a tingle, a premonition of problems to come, that passed through the force.

As Morta put down her reading material and wine glass, exactly what she anticipated happened, one of her elite Crimson Oath guards entered the room and spoke up. "Ma'am, there's been an alert from the spaceport. A ship entered the atmosphere and ignored all communications. FleetCom is tracking its landing zone, projections have it outside of the city, within range of the Library-Temple. Militia are preparing to deploy troops."

"Belay that order, I'll deal with this myself." Morta said as she gathered up a couple of objects, her lightsabers and Oathcarver, before descending to the private speeder hanger in one of the basement levels of her palace, the one with the tunnel that would let her escape the city if she ever needed.

Boarding her speeder Morta rocketed off under the city and emerged into the open air, touching the force she could feel it, the sence of another darkside user, a weaker one then her. This annoyed Morta, a weaker Sith should have come to do homage to her before doing whatever task they had on her world, and even another Lord should have landed at the spaceport or transmitted some sort of authorization before begging off to land elsewhere. The fact that they didn't do any of that had Morta thinking that their arrival here was some sort of challenge to her authority.

When she finally spotted the ship landing in the distance, Morta took up Oathkeeper in one hand and used the other to accelerate the bike, aiming to be at the ship before the ramp hit the surface of her planet.

Tag: Darth Kharnaz

 

[Darth Kharnaz]

Kharnaz could feel it, like a small fish knows when a shark is approaching. The dark side was concentrated in this being, a being who was approaching his position rapidly. He opened the boarding ramp, which opened slowly with lots of smoke. Kharnaz cursed, if it was faster he could have met this figure on the ground, rather than crawling out of his ship like a stowaway.

The Ramp finally came to a juddering stop and there she stood before him, power emanating around her and her malice palpable. A stunning red and black twi'lek, was waiting for him, her dark armor highlighting her figure. Kharnaz did not have to ask her anything, she could only be another Sith Master. No one else has that much power. He knelt before her.

"I am Kharnaz, apprentice of the Sith. Who do I have the honor of addressing?"

Kharnaz spoke out of fear just as much as out of reverence. He could tell this Dark Lord was furious by the aura she sent out into the force, and he had learned that few things survive the wrath of a Sith Master.

Tag: Darth Morta