More Brooding Version of Merlin (Vilox)

[Aluk Magar]

@[member="Vilox Pazela"]
Aluk was on the surface of the planet Annaj in Fringe territory. The young Eldorai recently left the Templars and the Confederacy to seek training in other places and hopefully learn more powers through adventuring, the best study of them all.

So there he was, on Annaj, on his way from a local spaceport to recruitment center or the equivalent used on the Fringe where he would learn more about what they offered and what they expected from him. Did he like Fringe? Not particularly, at least no more than any other faction out there, but if there was prospect of training for him in it, well he may have stomached being among them for it.

There wasn't really much he expected from the day or anything that happened before, it was simple for him, find out how much they offer, what they expect, if it's worth it he'll stay, if it's not, he'll simply move on to look for training elsewhere.

Well at least that's what he planned, hopefully nothing, or no-one would interrupt him on the way there, nudge-nudge, wink-wink.

And as to his get-up, he had equipped his usual Dark Eldorai battle armor, sarix and a pistol side-arm hanging on his belt along with a lightsabre, he did not bother to mask his Force presence, neither the fact it was tainted with the dark-side.

 

[Darth Vazela]

| @[member="Aluk Magar"] |

"An impressive arsenal, do you possess Aluk Magar," said a voice behind the Dark Jedi. Vilox Pazela, the Dark Master, wore a darkened robe from which it's cowl was presently raised above his head, concealing his pale white, chalk like features and the spiked up, blackened hair that protruded from his scalp. However, a set of yellow, predatory eyes gleamed from underneath the cowl, as well as the tip of his nose and chin. Another thing to notice was that he only had one, left arm. Unknowingly to Aluk, Vilox had lost his right arm in a confrontation with the Sorcerers of Tund, from which he had stolen their secrets in regards to the electromagnetic torpedo and the legend of the Mindharp, a fabled artifact last known to be in the Rafa system, on Rafa IV, which was said to have the ability to control the minds of others.

"My name is Vilox Pazela and I am here to induct you into my following, from which you will learn about the dark side of the Force. Follow me." He turned from the younger Dark Jedi back into the street, heading towards the spaceport in the horizon. The Obscurity, for the first time in months, was outside of the Elder Ruins Sector, in high orbit of Annaj, waiting for the return of it's Dark Master and perhaps, another Dark Jedi to join the others on board.

 

[Aluk Magar]

@[member="Vilox Pazela"]
The Eldorai just more or less turned around as he heard Vilox's voice and more or less just stared at him without saying anything at the compliment, introduction, and short order to follow Vilox.
Thinking about it for a second, Aluk just shrugged
Eh, it's not like I have exactly anything better to do
He thought to himself, following Master Pazela.

From the looks of it, Aluk could determine that they were heading towards the spaceport, most likely the Dark Jedi had a ship of his own around here somewhere where he made his lair.
"So do you always just recruit anybody off of the streets?"
Aluk quipped to Pazela
"That can't be much of a good policy I suppose."

 

[Darth Vazela]

| @[member="Aluk Magar"] |

"This would imply that I do not know who you already are, Aluk Magar." Indeed, Vilox Pazela had access to the Templars for a time, when Circe Savan had been apart of their organisation. Without her knowledge, the Dark Master had sought out the records and discovered Aluk Magar a while ago. It was infact through his orchestrated actions, that the young Dark Jedi that followed the Dark Master to his shuttle had arrived on Annaj, like he had been guided to the planet through a force he did not understand. At least, not yet.

Vilox Pazela came to a stop at the entrance of the spaceport. Turning to Aluk, he lifted his hand and shifted their surroundings through the Force. He was a master of the mind and illusions were part of the package, along with his telepathic abilities. The created illusion seemingly stopped the passing civilians and traffic in time. Even a falling leaf and a can of liquid dropped by a child nearby floated in the air, frozen. He took a step forward and diverted the leaf out of his way with his hand before speaking. "Tell me Aluk, why are you here?"