Journey of a Swordsman

[Jake Daniels]

Another request had gone out from the man known to other Sith as Darth Gravis. A request to be trained in a set of specific forms. Of the seven standard lightsaber techniques, Juyo was the only one that the Knight had absolutely no experience in. The man's quest to become a stronger Knight, the strongest Knight, was slowly, but surely, trudging along.

Ironically it was Juyo that a respondent said they would train Gravis in. The response was the same as the one he received from Darth Erebos before. Meet them at the training grounds on Glee Anselm, inside of the Academy. That was where the Knight stood. That was where he waited.

He was dressed in the red, black, and white training robes designed by his Lady Silencia. The family crest shown brightly on his left shoulder. On his right hip was the lightsaber he constructed shortly after starting his family with his Lady Reticea. Nothing in the icy blue eyes indicated a tormented and lonely man.

The only thing in the eyes of the man known as the Eternal Apprentice was determination. He was here to learn. He was here to grow. He was here to prove to his family, to his Master that he wouldn't fail. He'd become a weapon unlike any other. He'd be what he once was.

He'd be a Master of the Blade.

[member="Natalya Selanne"]​

 

[Raien Keth]

Stone ground, squared off to duel with steps raised above, his other acolytes watched from the pillars, learning as he taught. Eternal Apprentice, they had much in common! It had taken Keth longer than most masters to become a warrior. Even before reaching Knight in the old days before the hypersleep. Old battles and conflicts long gone between cults, churches and empires.

One benefit of such long time training, fighting and somehow surviving was the vast knowledge of force techniques, lightsaber moves and understanding of duelling at his disposal. Downside was, his body was simply not up to the task of executing most effectively in their traditional form now, unbalanced spikes across his form, vong growths, such as the heavy vong maul growing in the left hand’s place.

Keth’s form stepped forward to face Jake as if equals, as they were, no words were exchanged as Darth Surtr walked to the side of the dueling area, and…

OOC:

Spoiler

Will double post and move to Natalya to start

 

[Kylraya]

Natalya took Keth's place, taking both hands upon her orange saber's hilt, firm grip toward the bottom and top to show the levering which Juyo utilised for extra power. She tilted the weapon up and down barely even moving her arms, just using the distance between her hands to demonstrate. Her saber's beam was turned down to shock not stun if it made contact today.

The acolyte before Jake, had elements of an insectoid organism around her arms, shins and parts of her body such as hips. Otherwise dressed in a dark grey and black robe, parasitic control firmly established by now over the natural force bonding huntress.

While Natalya was silent, bold in her eyes, Keth’s voice would speak in both duelists mind, simply because it was quicker. ~At its base Juyo maximizes power as with Djem So, but is far less predictable. Your counters are your position and offense, bringing in the other forms you have studied and then breaking their rules. Often at increased risk to you to create opening in them.~

Natalya was forcibly directed, to slash as if in Shi-Cho. Diagonally down her attack came toward Jake across her body, when she finished she used the hilt as if it were a lever between her hands, which then levered up at the end, with a simple flick of her wrists. Very basic, very simple to start, but highlighting these flicks, this levering while maintaining position or form, all a beginning entrance or better understanding to the style. Keth directed Natalya's hands and arms through the force, with fine pressured control on the parasites covering her.

[member="Jake Daniels"]​

 

[Jake Daniels]

Darth Gravis didn’t like the unknown. However the arrival of Acolytes confused the Knight, whom simply gave a cautious and weary glance around. Not one made a move and he none in return. Had this been in any other place and under any other circumstance the alarm bells in the Sith Knight would have been ringing. However this was simply a training lesson. Perhaps, they too, came to learn. The Eternal Apprentice’s attention fell to Darth Surtr, who came to stand before Gravis before silently stepping aside.

Odd.

Then a young woman appeared. She was tall. By Jakes estimates she was either at or just past six feet. The man only stood at six feet one inch and he could stare directly into this newcomers eyes. The Knight watched as the woman grabbed her sabers hilt with both hands. Instinct took over and he pulled his free. While she fiddled with her blade, Gravis was momentarily distracted by what appeared to be some sort of parasite on her body. How much of it covered her? What the hell was it?

Her gaze was unrelenting as it looked up Gravis, a stare the Knight returned once the initial shock of what he saw washed away. Then there was an invasion of his mind; a voice he’d never heard before. ~At its base Juyo maximizes power as with Djem So, but is far less predictable. Your counters are your position and offense, bringing in the other forms you have studied and then breaking their rules. Often at increased risk to you to create opening in them.~

Gravis’ crimson blade burst to life as the woman came in for what seemed like a Shii-Cho slash. In response the Knight took a standard Shii-Cho defensive posture. Both hands on his blade, one foot before the other, knees slightly bent. The diagonal assault was met with a defensive horizontal hold. The power in her attack though was commendable. Stronger than Gravis had expected or anticipated. Most people didn’t unload everything into a single strike but this woman did and it actually budged the nearly two-hundred pound human back several inches.

Gravis held his blade, watching the woman as she levered the sabers hilt between her hands. The basic tactic was impressive. By levering it helped in the overall outgoing attack. She was stronger than she looked and just as unpredictable.

Gravis backed up a few feet. Shii-Cho wasn’t going to work. Instead, Gravis took a standard Soresu defensive posture. The arm holding the blade drawn back but pointed towards the woman, the other arm extended slightly. His knees were bent. His body rigid. He’d have to play defense until he could completely understand the nuances of Juyo.

“Essentially you are just using unpredictability to unbalance the opponent with the addition of adding more physical power to the strikes you want to make hit?” Jake paused as he pondered an additional question, "If that is the case then what qualifies Juyo as its own form?

[member="Natalya Selanne"]​

 

[Kylraya]

Keth remained motionless as Natalya opened her guard for Jake to strike at her, blade slightly bent down, as if drawing him in.

“Do all advantages come from power or technique?” Keth’s voice spoke so all the acolytes around could process these words, which as fate would have it would be his final speeches before long. “Juyo requires a state of mind to execute, not just to Master, but begin with.” Because Juyo was mastery, many masteries. Keth's physical sith spawn voice was powerful but phasing, in and out.

Soresu was defensive, hard to approach, allowing for one of the most secure styles there was, it was a good example to demonstrate. Keth would use an over exaggerated example here to prove the point. Natalya's bold eyes focused ahead on him, awaiting input from her Master, being the vessel of his demonstration she was gaining deep insight herself from her own muscles and body.

To appear weak, Soresu often gave the same impression, Jake was in Soresu, so Natalya found her grip and stance altering to match, putting her in Soresu as well. Natalya moved her blade in a circle around her body once, minor orbits to cover herself indeed showing she was in soresu. If Jake stood there, Natalya stood there, unmoving, strong of stance, while Keth just watched. This would go on as long as was necessary.

When or if Jake attacked, Natalya, sped up by Keth’s control over the parasites, would find herself retreating back and back and back infuriatingly perhaps for Jake, she just wasn’t striking at all, only blocking if pressed but otherwise just moving away. Keth was using a ridiculously over exaggerated example here to highlight the point, the second Jake did stop, took his concentration away, anything or just got up to walk away! Whether they went around the area for 2 seconds or 2 minutes. Natalya went to strike at his side with an orbit of her blade, but didn’t, feinting, as if she might open him up but staggering off to the side a step, again to move away.

“Unworking their patterns” Keth answered his question when the second demonstration finished. It wasn't done to look good, or seem like Natalya was the best duelist around, it was done to "put them off balance, confuse them, deception, surprise and then use that leveraged power to offensively take initiative." Their patterns gave you leverage. First you had to spot a pattern to unwork it, and be sure not to create predictable pattern in your own training. That song and dance of a performance was heavy handed, but you had to start heavy and basic for a potential to get grounding or basic understanding.

[member="Jake Daniels"]​

 

[Jake Daniels]

Just went the Knight didn't think this could get any weirder, Natalya took a Soresu stance in response to Jakes own. Anything he did. She did. She mimicked him. Now what was the point of this? The thoughts raced through his mind as the Knight tried time and again to formulate a proper response. She was obviously going to use Juyo in a Soresu style but how and when?

Gravis never initiated combat unless he knew for certain that he had the advantage. The problem right now? He didn't. A Soresu v Soresu confrontation could go on for hours, even days, as two combatants tried to lead the other around in the hopes of gaining a defensively precise tactical advantage. It's how Gravis bested many Masters in the force such as Hinata and Draclau.

The problem was Jake didn't have days to potentially spar with this Acolyte or her controlling Master. It appeared Jake had no choice but to go on the offensive. The Knight went the traditional way first. Simple slashed, prods, and attempted pokes with his blade. All Natalya did was maintain the Soresu stance and back away. Even in some of Jakes more aggressive attacks which might have well left him exposed, the woman did not attack.

'What the hell?' Gravis thought.

When Gravis began to tire of the cat and mouse antics, the man loosened his stance and lowered his blade. That's when Natalya came in. The moment the Knight removed his eyes from the woman and glanced to her Master, she came. Her attack was a fake, throwing Gravis into a hastily forced Soresu stance, before she simply backed away. The only sound heard was the momentary pop of two blade as the Knight took a frustrated swing.

Then the lesson came full circle.

“Unworking their patterns puts them off balance, confuse them, deception, surprise and then use that leveraged power to offensively take initiative."

So that was the game. Use their own tactics against them. Frustrate, unbalance, unnerve, then strike. Use leverage to gain the physical power. Use the force to ensure the right mindset. Combine both to begin to utilize Juyo. That was the difference and Gravis saw it now. Ataru was a quick striking assault form. One that his Lady Silencia had taught to Gravis. It took more physicality and agility than anything. Soresu required more of a mental tactician as the form relied on defense to win. Juyo used both concepts and then some.

Jake nodded that he understood.

Switching to an Ataru stance, Gravis drew on the dark side and charged in on Natalya. This wasn't an attempt to maim, harm, or even kill the woman. This was all for training. For Gravis to understand, he wanted to see how fast Juyo could adapt to a change of tactics. The Knight jump, spun to gain momentum and brought his blade directly towards Natalya.

If his understanding what right, a Juyo response would be to undo what Jake was attempting? Make him off balance, attempt to confuse in response then leverage an advantage into a response attack. Was there supposed to be a winner and loser of this little display of training? No. Even if Jake got knocked around, it wouldn't matter. How did one learn to fight to begin with? By picking themselves back up each time they got knocked down and learning from what just happened.

[member="Natalya Selanne"]​

 

[Sera Inkari]

Natalya found herself not expecting the offense, which showed that Jake knew fundamentally that although he’d been on the defensive, taking initiative like this at the drop of the hat, prepared him to start to learn the style first hand.

Keth had Natalya stumble, let her be knocked back. A proper Juyo response, there was no such thing. If Jake considered her weak when she was strong GOOD, if Jake considered her a Master when she was but a beginner also good. Keth had Natalya let her sabers grip loosen, so much that it nearly fell away, if he hit her again it did fall away, and she would pounce backward much like a cat to retrieve it.

"What do you expect to see from a Juyo combatant?" Keth let the thought hold there for him to consider. There were tricks he could show him and would, soon, but once used those tricks were then useless to use again on an opponent, he had to find his feet himself... so that's what happened next.

Red robe, embodied golden eagle woven within fabric, her hooded form revealed little save soft skin and encompassing blue eyes. A command given to the mind of another acolyte silently. Certainly Jake was prepared to face one acolyte well enough, with or without Keth’s guidance, so a second stepped forward to position to his side. Jake was much closer to realisations, tempering the sword to finer and finer edge, as Keth had been by his former Master Icarus, and Sphere before him.

Why were two used, because two broke pattern. Now Jake was expecting that pattern to be broken, which also was pattern in itself, expecting something different to occur. Keth did the predictable, both Acolytes facing Jake assumed Shii-Cho, Natalya in her raw animalistic interpretation of it, barely suited the bold powerful half corellian.

While the Sith Sorceress and her saber staff set to single beam was closer, the style ill-suited her graceful mannerisms much either, but, Shi-Cho was predictable, and Keth taught Shi-Cho from the ground up. Jake would be able to demonstrate first hand if he could break predictable pattern facing him side to side, denying space.

One swung right and down, the other left and up, maximizing cover of the target zones across his body.

 

[Jake Daniels]

Jake kept the pressure up on Natalya. Juyo and Ataru were the two of three forms that his Lady Silencia drilled into him. They were the two he had used the majority of his life. Soresu when protecting the Shamalain's. Ataru when attacking for them. He understood the strengths and weaknesses of both. With Soresu the defender simply waited until they were in the prime position to perform a counter attack. Ataru used agility and stamina to outmaneuver the opponent. The issue it did little against a well trained Soresu artist.

"What do you expect to see from a Juyo combatant?"

Jake didn't have time to answer. Seemed that was something Keth didn't want. Make Jake listen and think. Not listen and respond. Jake soon spotted another acolyte. Dressed in a vibrant red rob, she came to attention beside the Knight. Instinct took over and Jake did what Jake did best; he adapted and formed back into a Soresu stance. This wasn't a simple change. This wasn't leading the Knight onto new terrain or including a new weapon like a blaster, or a second saber. This now involved a second Acolyte.

Keth was changing things way too much for Jakes liking. The Knight attempted to step back and away but both Acolytes ensured they remained around him; one on either side at every moment. His eyes shot from the first, blade towards the second. His eyes shot to the second, blade pointed towards the first. The stance the second woman took was Shii-Cho.

As Darth Erebos had instructed, and his Lady Silencia before him, and Samara Galloway; Shii-Cho was the simplest of forms to learn but also one of the most dangerous. People underestimated the most basics of principles. Jake wasn't going to do that.

The both Acolytes attacked the Knight. Natalya swung to the right and down. Sera to the left but up. Keth was smart. Jake needed to think quickly and adapt. Drawing on the force, Jake dodged the swing coming from Sera. The Knights blade connected to the attack from Natalya, knocking the saber away while he shoved his body into Seras.

Divide and conquer. Shift of momentum. Jake gave his focus to Sera primarily, blade to blade. When Natalya came back in Jake bounced his focus between the both of them. They were faster than Jake. His age and physical build simply meant that at their current pace they could just wear him down. Daniels had to think smarter. So he changed his own tactics. The fiery combinations of red and yellow became pure crimson on his iris'. The man drew on the dark side and summoned what he could in the force.

Using as much physical strength as he could gather, the Knight slammed his blade as hard as he could towards Sera while unleashing the strongest force push he could muster towards Natalya.

[member="Sera Inkari"]​

 

[Kelon Amadis]

Change, Change, Change. Using one against the other to block, creating space from none, more importantly changing what you were doing on the fly, that was the important lesson, keeping Jake on his toes. Natalya was sent against the wall in a heavy thud, shaking her head with a wildlings snarl, feeling dizzy as she recovered but for now prone, which left our graceful priestess Sera hopping from foot to foot to regain balance, she was left facing Jake alone. For but a second.

What Jake may begin to realise is that all these bodies were Keth’s current Juyo technique played out in a different way, this is what it was to demonstrate a Juyo Mastery to Jake. However it needed to go further than niman in mindset. So… next the huge, black armored form of Kelon stepped forward. The broad shouldered acolyte showed a large heavy metal fist in one hand, shoving a smaller acolyte out of the way with a brush of it. Long lightsaber in his opposite right hand, gave him the advantage of reach. Kelon seemed smug as ever in his cocky grin, as if his raw power and reach could literally crush anything to paste, cracking his shoulders audibly as he walked, he'd not be easy to move.

Shii-Cho believe it or not was a good start to gain form for Juyo too. Jake had the growing mastery of the forms he had chosen, not fully the mindset yet of Juyo duelist, but closer and closer with each exercise. Time to work on that, Keth had made him think of space, now reach.

To reach past Kelon’s longer outreaching saber, Jake would have to try something new, again. Speaking out loud once more, Keth's voice phased in and out. “Give something up. Juyo duelists will sometimes fall into the attack where another would only parry or block. They will sacrifice balance or stance toward the blade to reach striking distance, and then move past, or withdraw.” To another this was dangerous, foolhardy to attempt, because another had not spent the long years refining their techniques to know instinctively how to move away, and how much room they had to do so. Even if moving away meant staggering away, rolling away, taking a glancing hit to the armor, or gripping your opponent’s hand. These were the kinds of unpredictable moves a Juyo Duelist might do, once or twice in a fight, over the top or around an opponent's blade, because people rarely expected you to give up something to reach them. Trading balance or space, sacrificing something, even a glancing hit to gain position.

Pulling his saber to his head near his shoulder, Kelon struck a heavy thrust forward with his exaggerated long saber beam, toward Jake's neck, in what was a raw, unpracticed Juyo strike, but solid foundation to show a basic technique. While Sera took a breather, taking a further light step back, but Jake shouldn’t ignore our priestess entirely either. He'd hear the second half of her saber staff igniting behind him! Would he get any rest in being forced to constantly adapt over and over and over. Not while Keth was teaching him Juyo.

[member="Jake Daniels"]​

 

[Jake Daniels]

'Oh fudruckers.' Gravis thought at he spotted Kelon as he stepped forward.

The man wasn't just large, he was huge. Metal fist. Large saber. This training session just seemed to be getting better and better. While Daniels focused on the new threat before him, his attention fell from Sera. The Knight had managed to hold off two smaller attackers. How was he going to fair against a man whom was quite possibly the largest male Jake had come across since waking.

Kelon brought his blade down with a force that caused its hum to echo through the immediate area. Jake blocked the blade but his knees buckled. He was brought down to one, while the other strained to remain slightly off the ground. Besides Juyo what was the other issue Jake struggled to understand? Duel bladed lightsabers and when he heard Sera's blade ignite, the man spotted her from the peripheral.

Jake tried a force push against Kelon, but the mans large frame was hardly effected. Thinking quickly, Jake rolled. He did what he could to try and keep both attackers in his view. Keth's newest lesson was that a Juyo attacker would sacrifice balance and stance for a strike. Perhaps instead of waiting for them to attack, Jake would do it. Trial and error?

Jake wasn't as large as Kelon. His reach didn't compare to the much larger individual. He'd have to be slightly quicker. Jake launched himself at Sera before turning towards Kelon. He gave up proper stance in his launch. He gave up every aspect of defense towards this one strike. This strike aimed at Kelons side, in particular his metal hand. The mans body, in the air, came in like a rocket.

[member="Kelon Amadis"]​

 

[Kelon Amadis]

“When they know you a Master, and they see you give up form, you confuse them.” So it was with Kelon, who although was following the conversation wasn’t use to what Jake did next. Of course if they expected you to give up form, the effect was lessened.

“Yes.” Keth’s voice phased, impressed as Jake moved. He was getting it.

Sera spun backward, her saberstaff now ignited on both ends pirouetting, once and twice, grace carrying her red robe around with her, skidding against the arena wall’s edge.

Jake crashed in at Kelon taking the top clean off his bulky metal glove, not the hand, that was just exposed underneath. In response Jake got a knee toward his ribs and the big acolyte trying to throw Jake aside, who might already be stumbling anyway. Giving up balance part of the sacrifice.

“Trade offs.” Keth advised. Outside of training, in reality Jake would have taken the big man’s hand and in response maybe got a cracked rib, but he would have come off the better, perhaps ending the fight, that was the point. As it was the knee was not near as hard as that to the rib, and the hand hit non fatal, losing that metal top still stung the big man, and he stepped back clutching his hand.

Sera’s turn….

Who using her saberstaff gave quick side to side strikes with each end. Knee’s half bent. If anyone else along with Jake was picking the form up well it was Sera, studying what was said. Knee’s always half bent to be ready to move in any direction, there was ferocity from the priestess unleashing itself in her grace, a developing unpredictable form.

Sera was expecting Jake to give up his defense now, Keth advising her through her mind. To see if Jake would make the mistake of using the same tactic again twice in a row. How did you surprise ferocity expecting to meet ferocity?

[member="Jake Daniels"]​

 

[Jake Daniels]

Jake may have been a skilled fighter. The Knight may have led many men and women into combat. He may have fought Padawans, Apprentices, Knights, Lords, Masters, and feared Bounty Hunters but not a single person that Jake had ever faced could compare to the size of Kelon. Yes, Jake was smaller in frame. However his smaller stature didn't mean he was quicker.

Jake got a huge knee to the gut that let out an oomph of air the Knights lungs. The Knight stumbled, doing what he could to suck in air. Big mistake. Much like drowning, no one should gasp for a breath. Why? Because that becomes your focus. The desperation and momentary fear of not having oxygen takes over the mind which then leaves one open for another attack. Kelon was smart. Kelon was strategic.

Jake was tossed aside as if nothing but a rag doll. There was no mistaking this. There was no clever out. Kelon had gained the upper hand. The Knight finally came to a stop in his slide several feet from Kelon. As he glanced up, the Knight finally noticed he harmed Kelon. Still though, the Acolyte had been in control the entire time.

“Trade offs.”

Kelon accepted that loss to gain the ultimate upper hand on Jake. Yes the Knight seemed to have gotten the Acolyte off guard but what he lost was acceptable to get the job done. Yet just a second or so after Keth spoke, Sera returned. This time with a god damn vengence.

The Knight was still reeling from Kelon. She kept her knees bent, her mind and body tight and her strikes precise. How was Jake supposed to counter this? She was faster than she had been before. This time Jake wasn't going to attempt a bum rush on her like he had Kelon. Though she probably couldn't toss him like the male, she might have just as easily landed her own series of kicks.

This was were the student in Jake once more emerged. He met Sera head on, his blade connecting with her. Pop after pop erupted throughout the area as the Knight did what he could to keep up. The objective wasn't to try and out muscle the woman. It was to act as a balance for the moment as he tried to understand this lesson. Neither give, nor take. Not yet at least.

Juyo was rarely taught among the Jedi and the Knight could see why. The darkness is encompassed fed both fighter. The concept of trade off wasn't necessarily unique to the Knight. He understood the ideology of acceptable losses but to apply that to a lightsaber fight? That was new.

"If I do not have a metal hand then what would be considered an acceptable loss for a flesh and bone human?" Jake asked.

No Jake didn't know everything.

Yes, he had no problem asking for clarification when even he needed help.

[member="Kelon Amadis"]​

 

[Raien Keth]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dUXHBImQbw4​

Keth decided best how to show him, sacrifice was in anything, he’d embodied it to intolerable extremes but a fighter with more control didn’t need to, acutely aware and judgemental his own failings. Perhaps with refinement Jake would find sacrifices that best suited him to make. Juyo could consume you if you were not 100% sure of your own identity, which to most Sith was their eventual downfall, losing what made them Sith to become something else. Often wasted Jedi as much as anything else.

For now though Keth gave Jake his sacrifices.

“One, Weapon.”

Sera’s saber would find itself shattering, and combusting in his display of exertion, metal twisting to shards. Possible sacrifice was your weapon to achieve another technique or as distraction. She looked into her hands in disbelief. Raien rarely took an opponents weapon because to do so denied him opportunity to watch his opponent in action, or leave them with their obvious method of attack which they would predictably often favor. "Letting them keep their favored weapon is sacrifice also."

“Two, Balance.”

Sera would find her balance taken from her, to roll aside, leg pushed forward. To her credit she dipped and dived with some grace. Balance another sacrifice Jake might make to achieve a hit, while taking a bruise on landing, or leaving himself more open to response. Fight was decided by position as much as anything.

“Three, Armor.”

Kelon’s armor would take dent, or smash, as the force was thrust against it, cracking it. One such reason Sith wore armor, was they could judge a hit to be worth taking to achieve a killing, or crippling strike. He looked at his Master in much the same way as Sera had a moment ago. Leaving obvious vulnerability in your own armor was another way to encourage predictable routine.

“Four, Self.”

Pride. Giving up your pride. Giving up what the other opponent never would. Kelon to his anger was forced to kneel, firm but steady pressure was on his bulky shoulders. Sera’s replacement saberstaff flew back over head into her grasp, sent by Keth, missing him because he'd given up pride. Pride was “one example, pick anything that your opponent would not expect of you.”

“Five, Momentum”

Jake’s final or next strike toward Inkari's latest flurry, might find his weapon pulled with their force, why, why aid your opponent in his own technique? Especially as it put her at flailing disadvantage. Clearly knocking her body and weapon around, spinning... she came the other way with with fuller force, Jake's momentum, aimed back. Because her next hit was increased because of it, though this was not her momentum anymore, she'd given up control of their fight's flow. This was treading into Vaapad, first steps, but then Juyo did touch upon it.

That was a start, and enough for him to digest. Spacing, Wounds, Hits to the Armor, Balance, Giving up of yourself, Unexpected changes of Techniques and forms. He would need firm understanding of all forms to achieve mastery, else he'd only be partially ready.

"Cease." Keth said to his acolytes.

Slamming his vong mace down upon their ground. Treading forward. If only the aging sith relic had more time in this galaxy, he allowed himself momentary indulgence that this would be his final training session. Sera Inkari was not the only farseer here. "When time comes Darth Gravis, remember what made you Sith, make it who you are, for that is what will remain." As all were tested in the end, often many times, in Juyo perhaps most of all.

With that, Raien Keth bowed. The first time in many years, and the last time the galaxy would see it. Disappearing from view to rolling shadow once again.

[member="Jake Daniels"]​