Garden Full of Thorns

[Hailyn]

The click of the datapad embedded in Silara's arm brought her attention back to the present - she'd just finished writing down her 'last will and testament', something she'd devised to at least show her twins, whom her and Alric were leaving behind while they disappeared, that they cared for them in their own way even if it wasn't the right way. It was for the best, after all, as one couldn't simply 'leave' the One Sith, nor 'retire' from being a Sith Lord, regardless of if she were in her fifties now or not. They would leave everything to those two, her greatest accomplishment, and among them would be a lightsaber for both twins. The eldest, Lily, was to receive a saber created from a combination of her own personal lightsaber crystals, and the youngest, Rose, was to receive the various crystals she had received as gifts and rewards from her own mentors.

Both were to be given alchemical hilts made of alchemized durasteel to resist the standard stock of weaponry as well as imbue the two with a powerful darkside aura that would enhance their abilities as they trained and grew. The first of two sabers, Lily's, was already part-way there, two of the three crystals to be used having been from her own two personal lightsabers and had been in her presence for nearly forty years, increasing with an aura of the dark side as the decades dragged on.

 

[Hailyn]

Now it was her own daughters' turn to grow and be independent in their decisions, whether it meant to carry on the tradition of becoming Sith or not, and while she wasn't to interfere too greatly with their choices, she would give them a gentle nudge by making their personal weaponry tainted by the dark side with a nexus for both sabers. "I remember when I was their age." She muttered to herself, laying the three crystals for Lily's lightsaber down to the side while she prepared to assemble the interior of the saber. It was astounding to the common rabble, both of Sith and civilians, as to just how many parts went into the making of what was essentially a metal rod with a glowing blade extending from within.

While the materials and their assorted parts were laid out in the order of construction, Silara rose from the ground and walked gingerly to her desk, retrieving what appeared to be a large pot of some sort, and a long trench-like steel mold that had been used for the construction of the Kuhn family sword some years prior. It would be within this mold that the vat of liquid, which was to be treated with alchemy soon, would be poured over the soon-to-be constructed hilts of both sabers in order to treat the two with alchemy in the same manner that sith swords were constructed.

 

[Hailyn]

Setting the two objects down on the ground beside the respective piles of parts to be used for the lightsabers, Silara sat back down and racked her brain for a memory of the steps taken when treating metals and various other objects with sith alchemy, a process that was indeed quite complex and required some semblance of finesse, lest the effectiveness of the art be lost and a force-imbued blade be made instead. Drawing back on her creation of the Sith sword used for the family heirloom that was to be given to her youngest, Rose, as well as the brief 'lesson', if one could call it that, given by Rave Merrill during events involving a virus or bacteria of some sort that required the assistance of the then-young Sith Lord, Darth Vitium (Silara Kuhn), in order to properly create a cure for a deadly disease that had suddenly plagued their ship and crew. A quiet hum escaped her lips as she eased herself back into the rhythm of the arts of Sith Alchemy, of which she was relatively proficient at after thirty years of learning and practicing Sith Magic and it.

A bright light lit up the room as electricity, force lightning to be precise, played at the tips of her fingers as she reached her hands out to place them over the vat of liquid, red in color, in preparation of what was to come - a lengthy and rather tedious ritual. "Nasosûtirchi diâ nidamsi, tnoijiai diâ mohtoni, rokatsa ri kraujas an muni." Came the soft rasp of her voice, the syllables uttered almost alien in nature not only to the ears of any to be listening in, but to the very liquid within the pot and the air around her. Lightning arced from her fingers towards the liquid and coursed through it, causing steam to roll up from its surface as the powerful dark side energies heated the liquid and began to raise it to a simmer.

 

[Hailyn]

A bright light lit up the room as electricity, force lightning to be precise, played at the tips of her fingers as she reached her hands out to place them over the vat of liquid, red in color, in preparation of what was to come - a lengthy and rather tedious ritual.

"Nasosûtirchi diâ nidamsi, tnoijiai diâ mohtoni, rokatsa ri kraujas an muni." Came the soft rasp of her voice, the syllables uttered almost alien in nature not only to the ears of any to be listening in, but to the very liquid within the pot and the air around her. Lightning arced from her fingers towards the liquid and coursed through it, causing steam to roll up from its surface as the powerful dark side energies heated the liquid and began to raise it to a simmer.

"Wirmsi ra tutaha, jin' diâ konsawaiyi tutaha, mirji diâ tuma anas dia tuti shasona zûtarami, jiaka diâ oaki diâ wizrujuri dzis rososûtia." She continued, the lightning that had previously been almost a plain, generic, white, now taking on a darker hue until it seemed almost to contradict that which gives off light - being as black as the night while still emanating light. The liquid within the pot began to boil and froth, a thick, foamy substance forming over the top of the red liquid as she spoke.

"Kanasazi diâ rirmi ri midwan dzis drazutis, kirazona dzis kiha diâ dawydus iw sni muri, iyisi ri rokatsa diâ ri midwan, rai oi achasi." Returned her voice as she continued her seeming assault of the pot with force lightning. It would not be long now before the liquid was ready for use.

Several minutes of a sustained, rather straining, application of force lightning with the addition of the magicks of Sith Alchemy and Magic and the vat of liquid was ready to be put to use - as soon as the lightsabers were constructed, that is. The most tedious part of the altering of the hilt was the creation of the liquid that was to be used for sith alchemy, all that remained was to construct the two saber hilts, place the crystals within, and steep the two within the vat of liquid and give them a last minute application of Sith magic in order for the task to be completed. That wasn't an implication of a less time-consuming task, as it still required a noticeable degree of concentration and focus in order to be correctly assembled, but it was by and large a sign that the more difficult task was now over and done with.