Darth Hauntruss
Wraith of the Sith
@[member="Spencer Jacobs"] @[member="Ashin Varanin"] @[member="Vilox Pazela"] and Dark Order Peeps
[Just as the Dark Order Arrival to Aza'Zoth, After Val'Ryss' Figure speaks to the Dark Order]
Atop a throne of broken stone, covered in tattered red garb and a wrinkled black robe with once powerful Lord of Shadows sighed behind her metal mask. The lonely figure sat on her throne with her boney fingers clenched to the arms of her seat. Her figure was sickly and almost skeletal. Val'Ryss was slowing dying, her decay unstoppable. The darkness which she feed upon to sustain her existence had begun to betray her, somehow, it refused to be channelled into her body. The only power she possessed was that of her own spirit which was on its own now, no longer bolstered by the warping of the force her taint could once command. Like a dark star that has run out of fuel within its core, Val'Ryss had lost the fire that raged in her mind and soul- hate, sorrow and anger, the mainstay of the darkside had given into soul entropy and decayed into- apathy. Val'Ryss' soul had decayed to such a point that it longer held the capability of harnessing the dark emotions that once fuelled her powers. In a sense Val'Ryss had even decayed the force she possessed itself.
Her red eyes perused the empty halls of the Dark Tower that held her chamber within the fortress she constructed more than 8000 years ago. With living such a ridiculously long life time it all felt- useless. What was it for? For what did she create all this? She had lived so long the actual memory of those events and slipped from her mind, only the emotions were left and even they are no more now. Val'Ryss, much like her fortress, was entirely empty, collapsing in on herself. Her once confident and sinister hissing now a mere gasp for air and a rough cough. "I'm so tired. Tired of it all. My spirit still keeps up the facade but no longer can I keep it at full. I am so weak now, I can't feel the darkness. I'm so very tired." Val'Ryss tilted her head and looked at the strange abominations that were protruding from columns that held up her chamber. "Yet I cannot let it go, I...I don't want to disappear into nothingness. But, I am nothing without the darkness." It is at this moment a singular light burned from the nothingness inside of Val'Ryss, this light spoke in bright vibrations. "There is another power, another force that you can still reach out and accept." it gently suggested. Val'Ryss closed her eyes and the light came into her vision through the force. Val'Ryss growled at this light with a hissing moan, "LIES! What force could possibley be left for me to control and accept? No such power exists." The light brightened in intensity but it did not burn. Val'Ryss felt, fear. She was afraid of the light, she cowered behind the dark mists of her soul to hide herself from the light's sudden luminance.
"There is always the light Val'Ryss." the beam softly spoke, "There is always the light. You have known this for centuries and every time you lashed out in cruelty it was desperate grab for attention from the light." Val'Ryss' soul manifesting in this ethereal conversation in her child like form back before she met the Jedi on that jungle planet all those centuries before. This small black haired child clothed in ripped brown tunic held her head in her hands and shivered in fear. "NO! NO! I did no such thing!" the small child screamed. "I did it to teach those bastards a lesson! To teach them how hypocritical and pointless their system of governance was. How it was founded on LIES, PURE LIES!" The light suddenly began to bleed and form into a figure, a tall womanly figure...it then detailed its appearance into an old miralukan woman however the intensify of the light grew so that only the outline of her clothes and facial features could be seen. The old woman bent down and placed a hand on the little girl. "Back then, on that jungle world when we discovered you all alone surrounded by beasts for comfort. It was the same back then. Deep in your soul, you unknowingly revealed your connection in the force to control the beasts, because deep down you had one single greatest fear" the child looked up at the old miralukan "...the fear of being alone."
Val'Ryss began to shake her head and weep. The crying child began to groan and sob in load gasps. "I...I had no one...no one. Only the force and the creatures who inhabit it. I wanted to be...I just wanted someone." As she spoke her soul changed its manifestation into Val'Ryss the Master Jedi just before her fall. "And then, I met you master, Tark my love and the light of my world my daughters and suddenly I wasn't alone. BUT THEN THE JEDI TOOK YOU FROM ME! Master you died and Tark passed away and the Elder Council took my children. I was alone....again! I COULD NOT BEAR IT! I ...I ....I..." The miralukan interrupted with just sighing phrase, "Went mad with grief?" Val'Ryss froze and stared blankly. The miralukan smiled. "But you are not alone my padawan. You were never alone. As I am here now, I was there then, I am a part of you. Your daughters never forgot you, the mourned your loss and for years kept your image alive, though the name changed and the stories forgotten. And even now there is one who remembers you and deep down in her confused soul...loves you and needs you and wishes to be with you."
Val'Ryss stood up, the miralukan's brightness glowed to such a degree the area filled with light. Back at the throne, behind the dark holes that let her eyes peer out from her mask, she opened her eyes.
[Just as the Dark Order Arrival to Aza'Zoth, After Val'Ryss' Figure speaks to the Dark Order]
Atop a throne of broken stone, covered in tattered red garb and a wrinkled black robe with once powerful Lord of Shadows sighed behind her metal mask. The lonely figure sat on her throne with her boney fingers clenched to the arms of her seat. Her figure was sickly and almost skeletal. Val'Ryss was slowing dying, her decay unstoppable. The darkness which she feed upon to sustain her existence had begun to betray her, somehow, it refused to be channelled into her body. The only power she possessed was that of her own spirit which was on its own now, no longer bolstered by the warping of the force her taint could once command. Like a dark star that has run out of fuel within its core, Val'Ryss had lost the fire that raged in her mind and soul- hate, sorrow and anger, the mainstay of the darkside had given into soul entropy and decayed into- apathy. Val'Ryss' soul had decayed to such a point that it longer held the capability of harnessing the dark emotions that once fuelled her powers. In a sense Val'Ryss had even decayed the force she possessed itself.
Her red eyes perused the empty halls of the Dark Tower that held her chamber within the fortress she constructed more than 8000 years ago. With living such a ridiculously long life time it all felt- useless. What was it for? For what did she create all this? She had lived so long the actual memory of those events and slipped from her mind, only the emotions were left and even they are no more now. Val'Ryss, much like her fortress, was entirely empty, collapsing in on herself. Her once confident and sinister hissing now a mere gasp for air and a rough cough. "I'm so tired. Tired of it all. My spirit still keeps up the facade but no longer can I keep it at full. I am so weak now, I can't feel the darkness. I'm so very tired." Val'Ryss tilted her head and looked at the strange abominations that were protruding from columns that held up her chamber. "Yet I cannot let it go, I...I don't want to disappear into nothingness. But, I am nothing without the darkness." It is at this moment a singular light burned from the nothingness inside of Val'Ryss, this light spoke in bright vibrations. "There is another power, another force that you can still reach out and accept." it gently suggested. Val'Ryss closed her eyes and the light came into her vision through the force. Val'Ryss growled at this light with a hissing moan, "LIES! What force could possibley be left for me to control and accept? No such power exists." The light brightened in intensity but it did not burn. Val'Ryss felt, fear. She was afraid of the light, she cowered behind the dark mists of her soul to hide herself from the light's sudden luminance.
"There is always the light Val'Ryss." the beam softly spoke, "There is always the light. You have known this for centuries and every time you lashed out in cruelty it was desperate grab for attention from the light." Val'Ryss' soul manifesting in this ethereal conversation in her child like form back before she met the Jedi on that jungle planet all those centuries before. This small black haired child clothed in ripped brown tunic held her head in her hands and shivered in fear. "NO! NO! I did no such thing!" the small child screamed. "I did it to teach those bastards a lesson! To teach them how hypocritical and pointless their system of governance was. How it was founded on LIES, PURE LIES!" The light suddenly began to bleed and form into a figure, a tall womanly figure...it then detailed its appearance into an old miralukan woman however the intensify of the light grew so that only the outline of her clothes and facial features could be seen. The old woman bent down and placed a hand on the little girl. "Back then, on that jungle world when we discovered you all alone surrounded by beasts for comfort. It was the same back then. Deep in your soul, you unknowingly revealed your connection in the force to control the beasts, because deep down you had one single greatest fear" the child looked up at the old miralukan "...the fear of being alone."
Val'Ryss began to shake her head and weep. The crying child began to groan and sob in load gasps. "I...I had no one...no one. Only the force and the creatures who inhabit it. I wanted to be...I just wanted someone." As she spoke her soul changed its manifestation into Val'Ryss the Master Jedi just before her fall. "And then, I met you master, Tark my love and the light of my world my daughters and suddenly I wasn't alone. BUT THEN THE JEDI TOOK YOU FROM ME! Master you died and Tark passed away and the Elder Council took my children. I was alone....again! I COULD NOT BEAR IT! I ...I ....I..." The miralukan interrupted with just sighing phrase, "Went mad with grief?" Val'Ryss froze and stared blankly. The miralukan smiled. "But you are not alone my padawan. You were never alone. As I am here now, I was there then, I am a part of you. Your daughters never forgot you, the mourned your loss and for years kept your image alive, though the name changed and the stories forgotten. And even now there is one who remembers you and deep down in her confused soul...loves you and needs you and wishes to be with you."
Val'Ryss stood up, the miralukan's brightness glowed to such a degree the area filled with light. Back at the throne, behind the dark holes that let her eyes peer out from her mask, she opened her eyes.
"Spencer. So I am no longer alone."