Darth Carolus and the Seven Apprentices.

[Darth Carolus]

The Sith lord would of arrived at the Tython capital three days prior to the arranged date of travel, simply to make sure that his plans and his associates plans were not compromised in anyway, shape or form, unfortunately he couldn't leave his two apprentices at base and felt the need to bring them, dragging along a child; [member="Egil"] and a noble-teen; [member="Laman Damodred"], wasn't a highlight in his mind but something he undertook, with some sense of pride.

The three days went fast, for Carolus, his meetings with associates and spies have given him a small insight on what to expect but like always prepared for the trip with need precaution. Once the date arrived, the lord made his way to the spaceport and awaited the arrival of [member="Akuma"], [member="Sitara Qin"], [member="Zemi Madstone"], [member="Niaana Ren"] and [member="Xander Blackmoore"].

Once the five arrived, Carolus wouldn't even greet them but instead direct them to the ship that will be taking them to the destination, on-board was a pilot and a nurse, the pilot was an elderly gentleman who, by his attire, would seem to be a veteran of the One Sith's navy and a decorated officer at that. As for the nurse, some young twi'lek girl with a dark rooted red skin who seemed to be knowledgeable of the medical arts.

"Sit down, shut up."

The Sith lords tone would be that of a command, it would see that he was anxious to arrive at their destination and once he sat by the helm of the ship, did not leave it until the planet was in their sights. A giant blue sphere would slowly come into shot as they arrived slowly, those who have some knowledge of planets and those apart of differing governments would seem to recognise it by either Lehon, or Rakata Prime. Soon after landing procedures would commence, communications with the officers of the Lehon spaceport and then simply the landing, which all in all didn't take too long.

Once landed, Carolus would spend no time explaining but lead the team out and quickly into a shuttle that seemed to be awaiting there arival, he would adjust his cape but remain silent the long ride out. After the shuttle came to a halt, the group would notice that they have arrived at a camp that has been set up, medical droids in a tent marked as the make-shift clinic and even an arms-dealer who seemed out of place, but happy to barge in.

"Once you have settled in, seek me at my tent. It's the largest one, I'll be overlooking the map of your training."

Soon after, you would be left to your devices and the lord would be in his tent, going over documents.

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[member="Darth Ferus"], [member="Darth Kentarch"], [member="Maleus"], [member="Ballen-Ist"].

 

[Judah Lesan]

Xander was never one to be ordered around. The Masterless Knight, King of the Induparan Crown World was not an apprentice to be ordered around. He had earned his due. Darth Vizios would be treated as such, and as such, refused to sit and shut up. He pressed into the mind of his own Apprentice, @Akuma.

"Only obey enough of what he says to keep you alive. Do not forget who your true master is."

Naturally Xander ensured his own personal tent was packed. It would almost rival that of the Lord who brought them, only because Xander asked to keep the third room attachment behind. He had space for himself and his apprentice, along for the hunting gear they brought along. Xander was not sure what the exercises would be, but he was certain he had faced much worse under the tutelage of Darth Neferis 800 years ago.

[member="Darth Carolus"]

 

[Ignatius]

There was always something new to do. Even more so now that I was wearing my armor. I was dressed up in a singlet. Looking fairly nice. However, my arms and legs ruined it. Wearing gauntlets, and upper arm armor, as well as armored boots, it looked very much out of place. Even more so with a physical sword that was hanging over the left side of my hip. A curved vibroblade that I had taken pride of over the time that I have had it. Being well versed in it. Xander had seen me use it before. Even more so with other weapons and abilities. He was teaching me now.

But at the moment, a new Sith Lord who seemed to just appear out of nowhere was now taking charge instead of Darth Ferus. While I had a liking to the Zabrak, the masked man was very threatening as he told us to shut up and sit down so we could get there on time. With the words of my master saying that I should follow him only enough to keep myself alive, and to remember who the real master was.

I was so very tempted to give him a snide remark about how even he is not my master, and merely a teacher for me so that one day I would surpass him. But, I digress. Simply nodding my head once for him to see, and then sitting down as instructed. Waiting as the ride came, I sat there in silence as we were told to make our way to him once we were settled in. Only, I didn't need to. I rarely brought anything I didn't need with me.

Instead, I moved behind the man, and stopped before entering his tent. Standing there for the others to come first. Using a small dagger to carve lines in the opening of my arm. not enough to draw blood, but enough to leave lines where I made a few shapes.

[member="Xander Blackmoore"], [member="Darth Carolus"],

 

[Sitara Qin]

Rude.

That was the first impression she had of this…this…Darth Carolus. Not a few moments had even gone by after she had stepped off of the cramped spacecraft she was on to get to this place when she was escorted to yet another ship. It did not help that they had to wait for the other people to arrive but it didn’t really seem as though they were really here to socialize. It may have been something to help them develop but Sitara did want to have more fun.

She sighed and plopped down into a seat on the newly boarded spacecraft. Surprisingly, there weren’t all that many people. Besides people who she assumed were her teammates… or maybe people here who she’d be assigned to kill (I mean, they were Assassin’s after all?), there was the obnoxious sith lord, some twi’lek chick, and probably the man she assumed was the pilot. Two of the people seemed to know each other already and it looked like she knew nobody here.

Great. The obnoxious sith lord had retreated into the helm of the ship and it looked like nobody really wanted to converse. She gazed out of the open window, her thoughts drifting away. She closed her eyes for a second. She was drifting away and the ship rumbling had softly put her to sleep. Her head was comfortably resting on her hands, her long dark hair draping over her shoulders. She was at peace, but that was going to be short lived.

It was the halt of the spaceship that made her eyes flash open. She groaned, forcing herself to sit up. “Ugh…” She fixed her hair, moving her dark locks out of her face. People were exiting the ship and she followed after them, stretching her arms out as she walked down the ramp towards the camping ground they’d be living in for a while. It was nice that it was all set up for them, however she knew she shouldn’t be getting too comfortable.

Seeking out the tent that was her’s, she threw the black backpack she was carrying onto the bed. Maybe she could take a nap first… After all, he did say to come to him after they were all settled in. It was very tempting, but she probably didn’t want to spite anyone for a while. She decided to slip into something more comfortable than the outfit she was wearing. It was better for her to move in something she can be agile in after all, they had to be prepared for anything. She slipped into a dark tanktop and jeans she could move around in. After restrapping on her riding boots and tying her dark hair up, she decided that she was ready.

She trotted over to the tent the sith lord told the to wait in. There seemed to be someone standing at the door. She nodded towards [member="Akuma"] who was…cutting himself for some reason. She stared at him for a while, wondering what she was doing. Her brows furrowed in confusion and she put her hand on her hip. “So, cutter-chick, are we going in, or what?”

|[member="Xander Blackmoore"]|[member="Darth Carolus"]|

 

[Tulkas]

After being Dragged in as normal Egil Seems to stay close to Carolus kinda hiding from the strangers, the sudden demand telling everyone to sit down Shocks Egil. He quickly reacts by planting his little bottom on the floor, legs spread apart, hands stretched behind his back on the ground.

"Yes master."

He Hums quietly to himself listening to all the others staying. Once landed Egil would stay close to his master.


[member="Sitara Qin"] [member="Akuma"] [member="Xander Blackmoore"]