Private Dimegor

[Her]

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Lianna, Outer Rim Territories;
Lianna City, Halquarn District;
Imperial Space.
Tag: Koda Fett

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The Dark Lord of the Sith, follower of the Rule of Two, and provocateur within the nascent Imperial Confederation, stood on the ramparts of an industrial factory prison (under the jurisdiction of the ICD) watching traffic flow by as she watched beneath the hem of a dark robe and a cowl which concealed her facial features save for the crimson eyes which peered beneath the veil. Strands of blonde hair was also betrayed some of the woman physical features. Not that it mattered much. Concealed by their powers in the dark side Her knew the old adage and so felt that there wasn't anyone or anything that could stop her now for there were no doors or walls that could hold at bay a true Sith Lord.

A girl died on Brosi and her killer was en route to collect payment.

The last of House Dimegor, Sieliel Dimegor , was a former member of the Fifth Wing conspiracy and a player who had brought about the Sartinaynian Crisis in 902 ABY. Her subsequent capture by Diarch Reign , as she had attempted the assassination of Diarchy and Imperial leadership, had resulted in a court martial leading to the confirmation of the organisations existence. This revelation, combined with a purge orchestrated by the Tsis'Kaar agitators who had been brought into the conspiracy, had forced the Dark Lord's hand and subsequently a second purge had been initiated for a true Sith Master never reveals him or herself.

Sieliel had been the last member of the Fifth Wing, the last of her noble House, and the last strand tying the Dark Lord to the events which led to the capitulation of the Empire of the Lost, the destruction wrought on Ravelin, and to the idea that the Sith were still hiding within Imperial occupied space. With her death there was nothing left to expose save for the extraordinary tales of missing personnel within the Imperial military complex, branches and a string of suicides which coincided with Dimegor's execution in Shoengen.

It was as Bane once said to his apprentice, passed along through the eons, into the modern day of chaos, and strife...

We deal in absolutes, and there is no greater absolution than death itself...

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[Koda Fett]

The Spear III descended upon Lianna, settling in between the twisting metal spires of the industrial sector. It came to a stop over an extending, hanging landing pad -- or rather, what amounted to one. Fett exited the ship with a casual air to his gait despite the armour clinging to his frame, laden with countless weapons, tools and gadgets from head-to-toe. He seemed more machine than man, save for those few pieces of personal flair: the weathered colour scheme, the rattily flowing half-cloak, and the braids of Wookiee fur over his shoulder. A blaster carbine hung from his hip, caught in a sling. A pistol in one holster around his waist, a disintegrator in the other.

He approached the Dark Lord without fanfare.

"I take it you're the client?" His helmeted head tilted.

Her

 

[Her]

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Lianna, Outer Rim Territories;
Lianna City, Halquarn District;
Imperial Space.
Tag: Koda Fett

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The figure did not move as the Mandalorian strode forward, his arsenal clattering softly against the durasteel beneath his boots. Her gaze, concealed beneath the shadow of the cowl, lingered upon him as one might study the inevitability of a storm rolling in from beyond the horizon. Not with surprise, but with recognition of their purpose.

"The galaxy is bound by contracts, hunter," Her replied, low and deliberate, carrying no hint of strain.

From within the folds of her robe, a gloved hand produced a small case, matte black durasteel, its weight promising the agreed compensation. She set it upon the rampart's edge between them, as though it were an offering to the void.

"Your payment. As promised. Nothing more, nothing less."

For a moment longer she regarded him, crimson eyes faintly visible beneath the veil. "Know this: you were not summoned for allegiance, nor for cause. You were a tool sharpened for a single cut. Remember that, Mandalorian, should you seek to imagine greater meaning."

Her hand withdrew once more into the robe, the silhouette still as stone, as traffic in Lianna City roared distantly below.

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[Koda Fett]

"Hnh," a scoff escaped out from beneath the lip of the helmet.

He pressed down on a series of buttons that lined his armoured gauntlet, the proof of death footage passed on to the Sith Lord. It showcased the entirety of the engagement, all from a camera installed in the helmet's systems.

"Sharp tools cut both ways," having received what he came for, Fett began to turn and make off with his reward. A wave tossed over his shoulder, "Careful how you hold me."

Her