Private Into the Lions Den || The Seer

[Vynter]

SOUTHERN REACHES
Approaching the Dominion

Dawn should have come, but there was only Darkness.

Such were the omens emanating from the southern reaches of the Galaxy. Whispers of midnight tidings stirring in the wings. A new power was forming: a vicious beast with fang and claw. And though many would rise to oppose it, it would sweep forth like a mighty flood. Such omens would typically be cause for concern. Caution, even. Yet, The One Above All did not unsheathe his blade. He did not muster his armies and ready for an inevitable clash. No. He opened his arms to greet the midnight like an old friend.

For this shadow was familiar. A welcome face amongst a sea of strangers. So it was that the Dominus sent forth his Emissary to bridge the gap of many years.

A humble starship danced between the stars in accordance to his will. The view from within was a blur of shimmering lights. Vynter stood, hands folded behind his back, as he awaited arrival at the destination. The reports from the Vulpes (Military Intelligence) were scarce. But what they did share was...concerning, in his opinion. In a word, those he journeyed to visit were fanatic about their cause. Devoted beyond measure. Brutal. Yet, his liege saw fit to send him into the den of lions.

Thy will be done, he mused silently.

In short order, his vessel reverted to realspace. The blur of the heavens became a tapestry of black, flecked with light. Yet the most striking sight was a world he had never visited before. Fiercely guarded by an armada he had never encountered before. The Emissary straightened his posture and waited. The hail chimed and came through on screen.

"Greetings. I am Vynter, Emissary of the Ascendancy. I have come on behalf of my liege, Dominus Isley Verd, to speak with your leader. I come in peace."

Whether decimation or approval awaited remained to be seen.​

The Seer​

 

[The Seer]

ICARUS
Akti Kruva - Healing Mountain


It’d been a calm day.

Progress, so far, was moving along well enough. The education and job programs were being placed into effect and their forces grew with each passing day. He made a few stops by the temples and a new, though small, factory. Now, he sat in his office, running through payroll processes. Leaning back in his chair, he came around to the idea that there are, in fact, worse ways to spend time than crunching numbers and giving advice at every turn.

He paused his calculations for a moment as the newly installed holocommunicator beeped. So went the calm day, he thought as he pressed a button on his desk. ”Yes?”

The figure that greeted him was a naval officer, a commander one of the ships that remained in orbit. “Seer, apologies for the interruption. An Ascendancy vessel led by a man named Vynter is requesting to speak with you. He says he comes on behalf of an Isley Verd.”

Silver eyes looked up and stared through the projection of the captain. A few moments passed before he spoke. Truthfully, the only words he heard from the brief report after Ascendancy were Vynter and then Verd. “Allow the vessel to come planetside. Escort Vynter to the Mountain.” He took a deep breath, though he found himself interested. Happy, even, to hear from the man after so long. After their journey was completed, he never thought he’d encounter the Sith again. Though decades passed without word, it seemed that fate intended otherwise.

The Ascendancy. Finnea’s Ascendancy. He knew little about the nation. Of course, he knew of the Confederacy’s fall and he knew that the Verd was at the head of it. It appeared to be the final one that the South would endure and so it was laid to rest. Somehow, the man must have continued his service here, with this new endeavor.
“I—.... Seer, are you sure? The Mountain is —”

His vision focused in once more on the hologram. “Have the diplomat escorted to my office in the Mountain.” The captain placed a hand over her heart and bowed before the transmission was cut. Zephyr shifted the papers but would continue his work until the diplomat arrived.

Isley Verd. Darth Metus. It’d been far too long. He could at least see what his former Master wanted, out of respect if nothing else.

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The captain turned around and nodded to open the communication channel between the foreign ship and their own, doing his best to keep his voice even and clear. “Ascendancy vessel, you are clear to go planetside. Two of our Interceptors will escort you to the Seer’s location. From there, you’ll be lead to his office. Proceed when ready.” The channel closed and she sighed. The vessel was sent clearance, just in case, as two Interceptors took up positions on the flanks of the Ascendancy ship.

She turned to look at the planet and the space to the sides of it as the others on the bridge resumed their work. Must be someone important.

Vynter ​