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A pale moon rose over a forest far away from any population on Dantooine. Whispers stirred beneath the trees and flowing water as a spear of opaque smoke ran through lavender clouds. The smoke gathered on a bridge crowning the base of a large waterfall, growing thick and gathering on the moss covered planks. Ashen particles dispersed their space to take the shape of two dark figures, their garments flowing in obsidian and pooling as the fragments of smoke connected to bring form to the couple.Vereshin landed on his pointed toes with Pom in his arm while the witch nearly fell clean into the river as the apparition faded. He gripped her shoulders in shock and pulled her away just in time. She fell backwards into his chest and and he placed a discrete kiss on the top of her head as they both regained their balance. They were truly perfect for each other, in size and profession. He released Pom and allowed her to look around the forest. Chants and sinister growls rose from within and the remnants of a Primeval cult threatened the stability of the Sith regime.
"Be on your guard, Pomst. Illusions and traps may be planted by our enemy to deceive us." The Sith sorcerer held a finger to his lips in a gesture of silence. He took her hand and helped her off the other side of the bridge and onto the grass. The orb entwined with pewter roses on Pom's neck absorbed the shadows into the mass of dark matter, creating an adequate body of light for them to see. "The Primeval operated as a cult of mages and witches before the fall of Mirial, we must infiltrate their ranks and bind them to the will of the Sith." As a sorcerer of the Sith, Vereshin accompanied the Dathomir witch in search of the remainder of the group, with the intention of planting the Imperial seed of influence.
Vereshin and Pom stood before a winding pathway, which hid a labyrinth of roads and stone passages which the two arcane users would have to bypass in order to infiltrate the cult who made their residence in the heart of the forest. The expedition would hopefully benefit the arcane ranks of each of them. Dark energy seethed from within and Vereshin detected a disturbance in the Force, wondering silently to himself if the cult members had awakened an entity through their rituals or if their creations in alchemy had turned on them. No doubt the strange beasts within the woods would provide useful samples for Pom.
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