The sun begins to set on Ragoon VI. The Amaran servants to Sith Knight Mullarus begin to turn on the lights throughout Mullarus Manor, recently completed at last. It took months, almost a year in fact, but with some investment and patience, Mullarus was now the proud owner of his dream home on his dream planet. With his starship docked out back behind the manor, Mullarus strides through the corridors of his new home, taking in it's exotic beauty and feeling a sense of pride. 'Yes...this manor is mine' he thought.
The proud new owner of this mansion took a seat in the lounge on a comfortable sofa, sipping a cup of herbal tea. It was a recipe he haggled from the nearby natives, of whom were a bit taken aback at the Sith's claim over the land they agreed to let him have. His dozen Amaran servants learned to brew a sweet, creamy beverage from local herbs that Mullarus had grown to love.
For Mullarus, it felt as if he had finally accomplished everything he had ever dreamed of. He was a Knight of the One Sith, he had dozens of servants, a giant home on a beautiful world, an apprentice to train in the ways of the Sith, and apparently, a reputation among his enemies.
He was on top of the world now. What could go wrong?
[member="Darth Lussuria"]
The proud new owner of this mansion took a seat in the lounge on a comfortable sofa, sipping a cup of herbal tea. It was a recipe he haggled from the nearby natives, of whom were a bit taken aback at the Sith's claim over the land they agreed to let him have. His dozen Amaran servants learned to brew a sweet, creamy beverage from local herbs that Mullarus had grown to love.
For Mullarus, it felt as if he had finally accomplished everything he had ever dreamed of. He was a Knight of the One Sith, he had dozens of servants, a giant home on a beautiful world, an apprentice to train in the ways of the Sith, and apparently, a reputation among his enemies.
He was on top of the world now. What could go wrong?
[member="Darth Lussuria"]