Private Darkness Rising

[Sabine Delacroix]

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The trip from Confederate space was a long one and afforded Sabine time for reflection, though she had bid the Nightmother Vytal Noctura farewell she did not truly feel the chapter of her long history with the Confederates quite yet done. Yet while that may be true events were unfolding now that demanded her attention the heart of the Sith Empire had been struck multiple times and though their defenders had fought bravely they were losing, to have enemies strike at both Ziost and Korriban demanded her focus change. Though she was content to let the children fight over systems and butcher one another in the name of whomever they deemed wise, the insult now was too great to ignore.

As the transport entered the atmosphere of Dromund Kaas she had to chuckle a bit, nearly 4,500 years had past since she had trod upon this world to think that she may be called in short order to defend it. The mere thought of enemies of the empire standing on the surface of the planet caused her stomach to turn, and she slowly rose from her seat as the shuttle touched down she would disembark quietly there was no fuss, she did not comport herself like some Sith in her time that demanded to be pampered. She was simply a traveler a voice from an era long past that would lend her strength to the current Empire. The white haired woman moved silently down the ramp from the transport as she cast her eyes around, she almost expected an honor guard until she mentally rebuked herself This is not your Empire Sabine, that one is dead.

Blue eyes scanned the crowd for anybody of authority she could speak with, to the undiscerning she would seem young perhaps in her mid thirties however she carried herself with much more poise and with an aura of command that did not befit her age in the slightest which would hint that she was so very much more than she appeared. She quietly played with the ring on her left hand remembering the witches she had surprisingly come to find a home among.

TAG: Onrai

 

[Onrai]

Sabine Delacroix

A newcomer seeking her place within the Sith Empire, I presume? The source of the voice that seemed to permeate from everything and nothing was, at least for now, very much indistinct. How she loved the ever-present ethereal state she had the ability to be in. The denial of reality was necessary - the fall into that which some could consider insanity was imperative if one was to make full use of their power.

If you seek entry into the Sith, go to the entryway of the temple and touch the panel of the entryway that appears to consume the light as you do.

So it was that Onrai waited, eager to see what precisely it was that had come to her.

 

[Sabine Delacroix]

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TAG: Onrai

She felt a touch on her mind and almost chuckled to herself, she had allowed herself to become momentarily distracted but none the less contact had been made. She had almost forgotten the games her fellow Sith enjoyed playing, fair enough for now she would indulge them. The white haired woman pulled her hood into place and swept into the crowd of the starport, from that point on she was a ghost only being seen when she allowed it. It was odd, returning to a planet that she once called home where she and her parents stood among the upper echelons of Sith society in millennia past. She sighed and shook her head quietly and mentally turned her attention back to her task at hand.

Sabine would arrive at the foot of the temple and looked up at it with interest, not in awe or reverance of some might expect but rather fondness? She chuckled openly at the useless feeling from now on she would have to remaster her emotions, weakness here would end her. Never could she consider herself safe here, she could afford that with the Confederacy but here? Here it was kill or be killed.

She ascended the steps quietly before arriving before the doors, a pale hand extending from under the cloak pressing into the side of the entryway, she could feel the darkside calling from it and let it draw her hand fingers tracing gently across the stone before finally, yes there it was she pushed in on the stone slab and felt it give way to her. Soon they would begin the game in earnest.

TAG: Onrai

 

[Onrai]

The slab itself was less a slab of stone and more the seemingly distilled essence of raw unrefined darkness, a slab that seemed to suck the woman in as the darkness enveloped her. Soon it would dissipate, showcasing a very different set of scenery from what she had been used to - a laboratory with many different instruments being worked on by a company of shadows. The humanoid forms, neither innately male nor female, seemingly ignored her for the time being as they continued to work on their various projects.

One shadow, however, seemed to not be doing anything, and more intently eyed the vampiress as its essence bubbled, before forming into a more human-like vision. "I see, you're the enigmatic one who came here to see what exactly my interest was. I am the goddess Onrai. Please, tell me about yourself and why you came to this world.

Of course, that world wasn't necessarily this world, but the shock of such was probably best kept quiet for now.

Sabine Delacroix