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First Reply Maladi Kreis

Darth Daimen

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Daimen’s shuttle came out of hyperspace, and descended towards a great white planet. As it past into atmosphere, it piloted itself deep into a great fissure im the ice, there it set down beneath the sheets of blue and white, and the ramp lowered into the snow. Stepping down in silent steps was a figure in blacl, his own shadow was that of great tentacles that reached in all directions and moved like flames on a fire.

This world was a cold crypt and yet breathable, and what lurked deep in the tunnels few had lived to tell. Daimen felt them, all stirring at his arrival, each making there way with all do haste to get a taste…

The Sith as he walked on the icy threahold, shadows covered him in shapes of legs, and webs, the movement of which hasten as he kept pressing forward. Sacks hung of great size, they were white nad like the fine hairs of Wampas. Below skeletons of various races, one a Rodian with webs falling skeletal snout.

The Sorcerer halted as a sack near him throbbed, his boot touching a strand of web that signal what dwelt inside to come forth. The sack began to sway, the hair like webbing began to tear as little spiked white legs poked holly through by the dozen. Another sack trembled to the left, as a longer leg plucked it like a harp string. There appeared a sea of Ice Spiders all charging:


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The Rogue Sith stood still as they came like a flood upon him and swarmed, the spiderlings breaking out of their sacks and crawling down and rising up his legs, waist and then burying him in their bodies.

Then suddenly the babies were tossed almost all at once, great black tentacles throwing them off Daimen till her was clear of them. The more mature Ice Spiders charged, he extending both hands caste bolts of reddish hue, this burned them and made some collapse and made the others frenzy, above in the ceiling thousands poured out from hole and began making for The Sith in a rage. The Arachnid Storm made the black lips of the Rogue Sith form into a smile.
 
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Darth Daimen

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The Dark Lord caste thunderbomts, which made archnids fall from above. The swarm was all arpuhd him, his tentacles tearing off those that tried to sink their teeth into him. The bolts flew as he began to wade in ice spider sea, heading past the broken sacks, he came to a freat ice bridge, the legion of eight legged creatures giving chase, when the bridge shook from an impact tremor. The small spiders halted, and Daimen turned, his yellow jasper eyes fixafing on the motion ahead.

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The Great Ungoliant towered with its thorax and great legs, its crator mouth full of great spiked teeth, it took one step on the bridge of frost making it shake. The Rogue Sith looked back at pool of smaller spiders waiting as if by command. Daimen raised his hand and called forth his anger, he drew on the pain in his body, and sent a great bolt of ruby hue straight into the Great Archnid Spawn, making it fall on its left side, the smaller legions gave chase as Daimen ran, his tentacles of his back tossing those latching on off into the abyss. He came to great legs of the Beast, which was recovering and opened wide its mouth with teeth that oscillated like fan blades, he slide undeneath, some smaller albino spiders getting caught in the creator mouth.

The Sorceror kept moving with all due haste, behind him a quake as the Giant Eight Legged Monster have chase, when he came upon a great cavarn and fissure open anove offering pale light on a facility, arpund it was great cages, one broke open, and a draw bridge which he sprinted across. The Arachne was in prusuit with a great web of its young behind clamoring. Once inside, The Darth pressed an emergency release, and the great draw bridge of obsidian metal wothdrew on gears, the Giant Spider scrambling towards the gate as if began to seal, its mouth hitting the gate and it making a loud sound of defeat.

The interior facility was dark, power seemed to be out, and so Daimen began his search. He passed by glass window with corpses, peering in he saw humanoid beings with jaws like the archnids. Going further in he found the main lab which had a auxiliary power node, he set it in place and puller a lever, red lights flooded the room as he saw computers of black screens come online with code, and humming hardrives. He found a datapad and it synched, on the screen a woman with red skin and two geeat black dots on her head:

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“130 ABY, Day 3, 1300hrs
Test subjects 3 and 4 rejected augmentation. Considering scrapping this hybridation. The Araneae Mutation is a success and will serve as my shield, keeping prying eyes from the lab, I shall unleash them to roam and be hostile to those who dare land on this planet.”

He clicked the next file,
“130 ABY, Day 6, 1600hrs,
The Strain is magnificent.. it transfers by mere touch, making its spread highly communicable. I will store reserves of it in my holdings, Lord Krayt will be proud of what I have achieved!”

He hit the next file,
“130 ABY, Day 18, 0800hrs
Outbreak.. many of the staff infected.. they have become cannibals with insatiable appetites.. full lockdown.”

He played another file,
“130 ABY, Day 28, Hour Unknown,
The Swarm has taken most of the facility.. I am isolated in the Infirmary. Some of have gone into a stasis from hunger.. I will wait till the rest lose interest in me.”

There were more files, but there was a sound of something falling over in another room adjacent. Daimen pocketed the datapad and made his way back into the hall, red lights illuminating the path forward. He came to a room where a swivel chair spun, his eyes looking around in the dark corners, when he saw something dash out. He followed the motion down a hall and found a corpse of a person in a lan coat, their face torn apart, great holes all over. He made his way to a lift, and pressed the key and heard it move, there was ping as the doors opened, inside the walls had claw marks of dried blood. the Rogue Sith stepped in and pressed the number for the lower levels, if Darth Maladi had secrets it would be in the basement, that always was here people kept their secrets…
 

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