Xis
Warlord Xis
Limping onto the bridge of his capital ship, Iratus was flanked by his siblings Erza and Emil. Blood was flecked across his indigo robes and a fresh wound sat above his right brow causing a stream of blood to cascade down his face and coat his silverfish-white hair. Hand pressed tightly against his rips Iratus grit his teeth. The hybrids skin was now a luminescent silver. “Signal the retreat! We must escape before the jedi have a chance to board.” Each step up to the command chair was a struggle for Iratus. Every breath he took sent a fresh wave of pain radiating up his body.
“Brother we cannot leave now! We have the Triumvirate on the retreat!” Emil said following her brother trying to convince him to not give up on their conquest against the Galactic Triumvirate.
“We do not have the time or allies to stay here. Even now I can feel our brethren fighting and dying down on that cursed planet. The Fel’s and Jedi have been waiting for this moment. If we do not leave now, all we fought for will be lost.” Iratus screamed at his sister spittle flying from his mouth. “Set coordinates for Mandalore and then to the Unknown Regions. Not even they will follow us there… By the force I hope not.”
Ilum a world that held one of the largest Adegan crystal deposits in the galaxy has always been a world visited by many. Some used it as a place to meditate, and others had come to the world on their journey to learn more about the force while creating their first lightsaber. An important step for many, and not one that had been lost on Iratus. Centuries ago during his time the Order of the Twilight had crafted themselves a temple on the planet so as to host gatherings and train those of their number. The temple was not known to many, but stories and rumors had always been spread around about it.
On the Southern pole of the planet there was a temple built in the shadow of a mountain that covered it and his it away from the view of the general eye. However, one would be able to pick it up on their radar sensors. The castle almost looked to have been crafted out of pure ice as sunlight bounced off it blinding in nature. It made sense why it hadn’t been found in centuries.
“Brother we cannot leave now! We have the Triumvirate on the retreat!” Emil said following her brother trying to convince him to not give up on their conquest against the Galactic Triumvirate.
“We do not have the time or allies to stay here. Even now I can feel our brethren fighting and dying down on that cursed planet. The Fel’s and Jedi have been waiting for this moment. If we do not leave now, all we fought for will be lost.” Iratus screamed at his sister spittle flying from his mouth. “Set coordinates for Mandalore and then to the Unknown Regions. Not even they will follow us there… By the force I hope not.”
Ilum a world that held one of the largest Adegan crystal deposits in the galaxy has always been a world visited by many. Some used it as a place to meditate, and others had come to the world on their journey to learn more about the force while creating their first lightsaber. An important step for many, and not one that had been lost on Iratus. Centuries ago during his time the Order of the Twilight had crafted themselves a temple on the planet so as to host gatherings and train those of their number. The temple was not known to many, but stories and rumors had always been spread around about it.
On the Southern pole of the planet there was a temple built in the shadow of a mountain that covered it and his it away from the view of the general eye. However, one would be able to pick it up on their radar sensors. The castle almost looked to have been crafted out of pure ice as sunlight bounced off it blinding in nature. It made sense why it hadn’t been found in centuries.