Eternal Father
Gravlex Med's OrbitAftermath of the Orbital Bombing
After the Sith Empire had pulled back from Gravlex Med, the entire planet was subject to precise saturation bombings to root out and annihilate the largest concentrations of the Anx civilization. Entire mountains had been gutted by thermonuclear rounds, vast firestorms engulfing entire savannahs and searing them down to the rock as they raged uncontrollably for hours.
Those who were not killed immediately were buried beneath unfathomable tons of rubble as entire mountain ranges were laid low by the destructive salvo from the heavens.
Meanwhile the Dark Lord watched the entire procedure from the bridge of his flagship, the Blade of Fate. In his right hand he held aloft a goblet made from the bleached skull of Karin Dorn, and every so often he would bring it to his lips and take a drink of the dark liquid that sloshed within. At last his murderous rage had abated, but he did not regret his previous orders to bring destruction down upon the Anx and their homes, it had been a justifiable retaliation for the murder and imprisonment of his envoys.
Now they had learned the price of their audacity. Those that survived would remember what had happened when they had dared to lay a finger on his people, and hopefully would not repeat the same mistake.
An adjutant milled about silently behind him, waiting patiently until the Dark Lord chose to acknowledge him. When he did, he bowed deeply and relayed this message, "She has arrived, your excellency, she is being escorted to the bridge as we speak."
"Excellent," mused Carnifex, "Make sure that her desires are met, I pride myself on my hospitality."
[member="Darth Caecus"]