@[member="Darth Vornskr"]
MUSTAFAR, Near the Mining Caverns
Below the observation deck the molten rivers of the various volcanoes spewed out from the craters. The planet itself was weeping flaming tears. The bright hues of red and orange were mirrored in the golden eyes of the viewer. Clad in black robes with red embroidered highlights which themselves mimicked flames as they danced around the torso, the viewer watched with his golden eyes stressing them looking for an entrance. An entrance to the mining caves which deep beneath held the resource he needed. The viewer's image was reflected in the glass of the deck. Face of a handsome man? or perhaps that of a woman? It was an enigma, he or she held features of both and yet acted like neither. In the end the representatives of the Mining Corporation this viewer had come to visit only requested them refer to him as "Aros".
"Is everything to your liking Aros?" a slender looking old man in a Fondor styled business suit inquired. The whited haired figure of Aros turned and met him with a smile, "Yes. My employer will be most pleased. But, to seal the contract I would like to personally inspect the mining caves. Especially the crystal minerals sector. My employer has a fascination for such crystals." Aros replied with a tone that could mistaken for commanding and yet feminine. The old man hesitated but Aros kept the glare. So the man folded and complied with the request. He turned away from Aros and left to see to preparations. Aros returned the golden eyes to staring into the firey depths. A smile crept across Aros' face. The ruse was going quite well, posing as a mineral contractor. Of course Aros was no contractor and Aros' employer was a Sith Lord and Aros- the apprentice. The prize? The famed Lava Crystal, that once tempered into a lightsaber could create a beam hotter and more ferocious than others. Aros Varr would have this crystal and in turn have the saber Aros needed to begin the training.
Turning from the observation windows Aros moved to the open landing pad to await Aros' "Employer". Aros grinned and hummed to oneself, "Master shall be most pleased indeed."
MUSTAFAR, Near the Mining Caverns
Below the observation deck the molten rivers of the various volcanoes spewed out from the craters. The planet itself was weeping flaming tears. The bright hues of red and orange were mirrored in the golden eyes of the viewer. Clad in black robes with red embroidered highlights which themselves mimicked flames as they danced around the torso, the viewer watched with his golden eyes stressing them looking for an entrance. An entrance to the mining caves which deep beneath held the resource he needed. The viewer's image was reflected in the glass of the deck. Face of a handsome man? or perhaps that of a woman? It was an enigma, he or she held features of both and yet acted like neither. In the end the representatives of the Mining Corporation this viewer had come to visit only requested them refer to him as "Aros".
"Is everything to your liking Aros?" a slender looking old man in a Fondor styled business suit inquired. The whited haired figure of Aros turned and met him with a smile, "Yes. My employer will be most pleased. But, to seal the contract I would like to personally inspect the mining caves. Especially the crystal minerals sector. My employer has a fascination for such crystals." Aros replied with a tone that could mistaken for commanding and yet feminine. The old man hesitated but Aros kept the glare. So the man folded and complied with the request. He turned away from Aros and left to see to preparations. Aros returned the golden eyes to staring into the firey depths. A smile crept across Aros' face. The ruse was going quite well, posing as a mineral contractor. Of course Aros was no contractor and Aros' employer was a Sith Lord and Aros- the apprentice. The prize? The famed Lava Crystal, that once tempered into a lightsaber could create a beam hotter and more ferocious than others. Aros Varr would have this crystal and in turn have the saber Aros needed to begin the training.
Turning from the observation windows Aros moved to the open landing pad to await Aros' "Employer". Aros grinned and hummed to oneself, "Master shall be most pleased indeed."