Sin Your Way To Hell (Seven Sins)

[Xevek Nekonis]

Curoscant. A world devoid of nature and the flows of life, covered instead by cold metal and the bustling crowds that flowed through all levels the same, no matter how clean or height the level was, an unnatural attempt to imitate the energy of an alive planet. The air always tasted of disgusting and nauseating mix of sweat and fuels which acrid smog burned at nose and a cacophony of noise vibrated within the ears.
In conclusion, Xavka Duquo ... hated the place.

That was why he was now cursing within the confides of his mind as he strode through a building owned by the Sith Assassins that was on Curoscant. Despite the displeasure of the fact that he was on the planet he hated, Xavka gave no indication of his feelings within his body language apart from the rapid twitching at the corner of his jaw.

The whole reason for Xavak's presence on Curoscant lay rooted with a man that was held in reverence to the Zabrak. To Xavka this man was his leader and someone that required his respect, even if he were not to be Xavka's superior among the Sith or the Assassins. To Xavka the man held the title of Edor, and Elder in terms of age as well as knowledge and skill. Darth Ferus.

A few days prior to his arrival on Coruscant, Xavka had received a message while in isolation for meditation. Darth Ferus had called a meeting on Coruscant with seven Sith. Xavka had been one of the seven order to the metal planet. Beyond that, Xavka knew no more of the situation and had made no move to pry, both out of respect for Ferus and because he knew that he would not be given additional information unless he was at the meeting.

Breaking himself out of his thoughts, Xavka found himself before the door he had been directed towards. Clearing his mind of all thoughts and placing an emotionless figural mask over his features, Xavka nocked twice sharply before entering the room.


[member="Darth Ferus"] | [member="Darth Mythos"] | [member="Nyte Ignis"] | [member="Kitty"] | [member="Naga Itesak"] | [member="Nomkneer artzhul"] | [member="Vaulkhar"]

OOC Note. READ THE SPOILER, IT'S IMPORTANT:

Spoiler

This is to be a rewrite of the initial Seven Sins thread "The Deepest Sin" due to the fact that there is a new Sin of Greed, Vaulkhar, and that "The Deepest Sin" just, kind of, trailed off.

 

[Rapax]

Naga responded to the call with swiftness given it was [member="Darth Ferus"] He hoped it was something good ...He will see what it was he was called for ...given the source it must be extremely important and he didn't want to be late. He traveled to Courscant appropriate place he approached the door and knocked on the door waiting for the ok to enter.

 

[Vaulkhar]

Vaulkhar was a man who had traveled to many places within the last year or so of his life. And it was through this traveling that he had met a few Sith Lords, and many members of the Sith. But there was only one man he had met who he truly feared. And that man, if you could even call him one at this point, was [member="Darth Ferus"]. He only spent a short period of time with the master, as in maybe an hour at most, and it was in that time he came to both fear and respect what he was. One of the most powerful Sith alive. And it was during that time the Sith Lord had come to see potential in the young Acolyte. And there Vaulkhar was named the Sin of Avarice.

Here he was now back on the planet of Coruscant, meeting the other Sith Assassins his newest Master had recruited over the years. He knew nothing of the others who were to arrive, and it interested him greatly to meet them. As he traveled down the hallway leading towards the designated area, he noticed [member="Naga Itesak"] knocking at the door and waiting. Shaking his head, Vaulkhar simply walked past and knocked on the door himself. After a few seconds of waiting he pushed it open and walked right in, not waiting for Naga to enter. Upon entering he noticed [member="Xavka Duquo"], which resulted in a nod from the blind man.

"Greetings."

 

[Nyte Ignis]

Nyte Ignis brought herself away from construction overview to heed the calls of those larger than herself in the Void. She nodded briefly to [member="Xavka Duquo"] moving to place herself opposite of the new Sith Assassin Sin. She craned her head and took a seat, waiting for the others to arrive and for this meeting get started.

Her black eyes stared up at [member="Darth Ferus"] then she spoke softly, "Greetings Darth Ferus, what brings us here?"

 

[Mythos]

What the fun in entering through the Front door? This was Coruscant and there were over a thousand story buildings that decorated the landscape and the view when Mythos Looked down when scaling the massive tower was amazing.

He had been scaling for a good hours or so not using the force and challenging himself not to use technology unless absolutely necessary that means: No Grappling Hooks, No suction gloves and no climbing tools of any kind. The Mission was simply to arrive at the highest point in the building without being noticed and without using any abilities other than his human traits.

Too long had he been totally dependent on his force abilities and neglected his skills as an Assassin, this changed now.

Wind blowing on his standard Sith Assassin Armor as he climbed the Massive structure clinging to the shadows and balancing himself on the walkways whenever he could. Constantly rising his own skills was something Mythos was encouraged to do in his search for power and infinite Glory... Death did not frighten him... Soon he would be arriving on the window of the office he was summoned...

Knocking on doors was simply not his style anymore.
[member="Nyte Ignis"] [member="Vaulkhar"] [member="Naga Itesak"] [member="Xavka Duquo"] [member="Darth Ferus"]
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[Mythos]

What the fun in entering through the Front door? This was Coruscant and there were over a thousand story buildings that decorated the landscape and the view when Mythos Looked down when scaling the massive tower was amazing.

He had been scaling for a good hours or so not using the force and challenging himself not to use technology unless absolutely necessary that means: No Grappling Hooks, No suction gloves and no climbing tools of any kind. The Mission was simply to arrive at the highest point in the building without being noticed and without using any abilities other than his human traits.

Too long had he been totally dependent on his force abilities and neglected his skills as an Assassin, this changed now.

Wind blowing on his standard Sith Assassin Armor as he climbed the Massive structure clinging to the shadows and balancing himself on the walkways whenever he could. Constantly rising his own skills was something Mythos was encouraged to do in his search for power and infinite Glory... Death did not frighten him... Soon he would be arriving on the window of the office he was summoned...

Knocking on doors was simply not his style anymore.
[member="Nyte Ignis"] [member="Vaulkhar"] [member="Naga Itesak"] [member="Xavka Duquo"] [member="Darth Ferus"]
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[Nomkneer]

Nomkneer was summoned to a meeting of the sins in Coruscant, he didn't know as to what was going to happen, but the very thought of the clue gave a little excitement. Nomkneer arrived at Coruscant, a long travel he took on the way there and while he walked the steps to the location of the meeting he found comrades of the sith [member="Darth Rapax"] and [member="Darth Mythos"]. The meeting was ordered by none other than [member="Darth Ferus"] himself, Nomkneer took this very seriously as Darth ferus was an inspiration, he wanted to become strong and skilled enough to take on titans as strong as him.

 

[Darth Ferus]

"Good, good. You've all come." Ferus's voice sounded off as the Darth entered the room. He was to be followed by the last, [member="Asajj"] , and all were here for a simple reason. The formation of the Sins.

"Apologies for the wait. I had some other business to attend to. But now that we're all here, I'm sure you know why. The Sins, skilled in separate abilities, will be my elites. Greed, master of Telekenisis. Pride, master of Illusion. Wrath, master of Rage. Envy, master of Stealth. Lust, master of the Mind. Gluttony, master of Drain. Sloth, master of Slow. You will become mine and the Assassins vanguard. It's best of the best. Do you understand?" Slowly his red gaze would look between the lot, expecting.

[member="Nomkneer artzhul"] [member="Darth Mythos"] [member="Nyte Ignis"] [member="Vaulkhar"] [member="Darth Rapax"] [member="Xavka Duquo"]

 

[Vaulkhar]

Vaulkhar leaned comfortably against a wall closer to the exit. At the words spoken by [member="Darth Ferus"], he nodded his head in affirmation and peered around the room. He took a moment to get a good glance at everyone, committing their faces to memory. He was to be the master of telekinesis, an elite member of the Sith Assassins and answer directly to that of Lord Ferus. He was surprised when he was chosen for this rank, but looking around the room through the utilization of Force Sight, he realized all but one or two of them, aside from Ferus, were similar in skill and level to his own.

Ferus had chosen those with promise and was intending on raising them to be the best. Quite ingenues really.

"Understood, lord Ferus."

 

[Asajj]

Asajj entered behind Ferus with empty eyes. There was no expression in her face, and the only thing present within her was a hollow darkness. She didn't bother looking at any of those gathered, instead looking straight ahead as Ferus spoke. "Understood." Her voice carried only far enough for him to hear, monotone and emotionless. Although she recognized the importance of this formation of Sins, her mind was somewhat preoccupied with planning. As Envy she would stalk her prey, the traitors who called themselves her parents.

And as Envy, she would slaughter them.

[member="Darth Ferus"]

 

[Nomkneer]

Nomkneer was facing [member="Darth Ferus"] and the determination to prove himself, "i am the sin of wrath" he thought, Nomkneer said "Understood Lord ferus" as he was anxious to see what things were going to happen next in this reunion of the sins.

 

[Mythos]

Clinging on the a ledge over the massive skyscraper Mythos faced a thought challenge he did not expect; The Wind. The Altitude of the massive building made it so that before reaching the final offices and place of meeting called upon by Ferus balance and grip became an issue further more with glass windows and sloped duracrete on top of Sith Bureaucratic officials and security guards to avoid, yet slowly and surely he advanced. Mythos was known to be one of the most Prideful Sith in the Order and an Unorthodox Sith at that however this meeting as Mythos noticed when against all odds he reached the balcony of the Office. Drawing back the Hood of his Sith Assassin Armor he opened the doors and slipped in to A meeting of the Best of the Assassins.
"Understood Lord Ferus"

His voice came from behind the master for the first time, surely either he felt him entering or he sensed him because the presence in the room from during the climb and now here and that... was strange to say the least, he knew almost every member assembled here except for the lady of the Black eyes.

[member="Nomkneer artzhul"] @Asajj @Vaulkhar @Darth Ferus [member="Nyte Ignis"] [member="Xavka Duquo"]​

 

[Rapax]

Rapax listened intently to what he was saying. But when he heard what he will become a grin formed on his face...finally he can become apart of the elite ...something new and special. He would finally become the weapon he wanted to become all his years....and this was the first step...with no hesitation and confidence in his voice he responded to [member="Darth Ferus"]. " Understood Lord Ferus"

 

[Xevek Nekonis]

While accent was rumble out around him, echoing in his ears as he came close to scoffing at the eagerness of his fellow Assassins, Xavka kept silent. Head bowed, eyes heavily lidded, Xavka stared unseeingly at the ground beneath his feet. He encased himself within his thoughts, tuning out the voices of his fellows, the vibrations his bare feet could feel climbing their way up the structure he stood within, the howling of the wind as it tore through the lower atmosphere outside of the window; lending credence to the height of the room, the acrid smell that burn at his nose. He ignored it all.

His mind turned over thought after thought as he ran through the newest twist in the story of his life, the tale that would continue to be sung until his dying breathe, as he pondered the advantages, disadvantages, the consequences and his instincts on the matter at hand. Whether or not to become a Sin, a hand of Ferus himself.

The loyalty Xavka felt to his Ay'edar compelled him to accept the offer, as his instincts saw Ferus as a leader, an Alpha, one to follow wherever he tread, and to do so willingly. However, despite how much Xavka often let his animalistic instincts guide him, he considered the more logic based arguments as well. The advantages were obvious: an advancement in station, a new way to serve his liege as well as a new chapter in his annals of his tale. The disadvantages: a possible show of disrespect to Ferus; a show of weakness, uncertainty, before fellow members of the shadows and, maybe, a losing of trust from Ferus.

Sighing slightly, as in the end, as he saw it, it had never been much of an option. He knew that he would always choose the same option and, besides, the way Ferus had spoken had not belayed a question, a curious inquisition on whether or not the Seven before the leader would like to accept the position, it was more of an order, a command, that the positions were to filled and that the members already chosen, no real choice truly existed. The lit at the end of the statement only made it sound like a question so as to offer the illusion, the comfort of a fake reality, where the choice made by the Seven was one of free will and not one that had been made by the Red Assassin, the Shadow of War, before them with his confidence in his knowledge of the ones he had chosen high enough that he could predict their loyalty.

"Understood, Eder'Ferus." Despite the rather emotionless face and voice that the words had been spoken in, a small measure of amusement and grim acceptance was audible to those that were looking.


[member="Darth Ferus"] | [member="Darth Rapax"] | [member="Darth Mythos"] | [member="Nyte Ignis"] | [member="Nomkneer artzhul"] | [member="Asajj"] | [member="Vaulkhar"] |

 

[Nyte Ignis]

"But of course Darth Ferus." Nyte spoke.

Her eyes stared up to him, glancing at his face as she understood what it was to be called the Sin of Lust, to take over and control the surroundings with illusions. To make them believe that they are safe, when they were anything but.

[member="Darth Ferus"] et al.

 

[Darth Ferus]

"Perfect. Then you know your roles. Pride, you will be leading them, second only to myself. Well, in the Sins. All Sins will be answering to the council. You are a unit. A family. Unlike normal Sith, you will have to work together and do so well. Stick your neck out for one another. But at the same time, if its necessary you will sacrifice one another. The job always comes first. Followed by the Sins well being. Followed by the council's will. If the council's will is about the job however, it comes first. Get to know one another, take all the time you want. You're going to be quite the interesting family.

Ferus spoke as if this was law. And to the Assassins, it very may well have been. They will be loyal to one another to the end of their lives, but the job will always come first. He remained standing, red eyes glancing over the group. If they had questions, now was the time.

[member="Nyte Ignis"]
[member="Xavka Duquo"]
[member="Darth Rapax"]
[member="Darth Mythos"]
[member="Nomkneer artzhul"]
[member="Asajj"]
[member="Vaulkhar"]

 

[Mythos]

"Me? Leading the Sins?" He gazed around seeing every one of the Great Warriors here, Asajj who looked drastically different, Naga his apprentice, Xavka a powerhouse Iridonian with abilities that were considered very Strange by Mythos, Vaulkhar The apprentice of Vengeance and a nostalgic reminder of his Friend T'zanith, Nomkneer a Kaleesh Mythos trusted with his life and Nyte... a lady he had never met before yet her eyes were black as the Depths of Space.

Mythos at first thought of other members of the Sith Assassins that would do a much better job than himself being leader or head of anything at all... Lord Ajihad came to mind, His own Master and Ferus but then again they were of the Counsel. Mythos blades the Head of his Axe in the floor and both his hands in the hilt while he contemplated the proposal... It's not that he did not have the Maturity or the Desire, he was just never put in a place of Responsibility of something So Elite.

"If there are no objections and if My Lord Ferus commands, i accept the Charge" Mythos locked his Yellow Orbs with the Red beaming eyes of Ferus sending him a simple message through Telepathy. <<I do think there are better Choices than myself, Lord Ajihad to mention a single one... however i do admit i have not seen him since my Knighting>>

[member="Darth Ferus"] [member="Nyte Ignis"] [member="Xavka Duquo"] [member="Darth Rapax"] [member="Nomkneer artzhul"] [member="Vaulkhar"] [member="Asajj"]

 

[Nyte Ignis]

Nyte craned her head at the directions given. So they were a unit, a family, but there was one that would lead them? They were to only answer to him, unless the Council interfered, She became confused and frustrated. Her lips grew thin and tight, staring at the would be leader, her black eyes staring straight back. Judging him. Was he of the quality of a leader that the Sins needed, did they even need a leader?

She nodded once, curtly, "As you wish Darth Ferus."

[member="Darth Ferus"] et al...

 

[Asajj]

Asajj remained silent, understanding Ferus' somewhat complicated arrangement for their hierarchy. Many layers and interdictions for a family, but she knew better than to question him. One particular point caught her attention, as Mythos was declared their leader. Only now did she show any facial expression, a raised eyebrow and a quick glance at him. A born leader of royalty for sure, but a circle of Assassins was different. He had come along way since accepting defeat by her hands, but still she could not see him as much of an assassin as the others. Wielding a brutish weapon such as an axe, whilst publicly holding the throne of a planet, gave the opposite of anonymity. Perhaps though it was her opinion getting in the way, after all she was Envy; hidden in the shadows and despising any fame or renown. Or maybe it was more simple, maybe she envied him. Jealousy. Now there was a fuel to grow, as if she didn't already have revenge to motivate her.

Quickly her eyes glanced to the others, as she wrapped her sinister plans in secrecy. They would not suspect it, but one day she would rise above them all.

And they would fall beneath her.

[member="Nyte Ignis"] [member="Darth Mythos"] [member="Darth Ferus"] [member="Xavka Duquo"] [member="Darth Rapax"] [member="Nomkneer artzhul"]

 

[Darth Ferus]

"You will find, Mythos, I named you leader bot because the Sins need one, but because I find it easier to talk to one person then seven. You are leader in name alone. You do not command them as they do not command one another, unless I or the rest of the council give you orders. You will all work together, or fail together. Ones failure will be held as all of yours, and you all know its price."

Of course, Ferus couldn't hear [member="Darth Mythos"] telepathy. He was immune to mind effects after all. But he did not want Mythos getting to.. Prideful. With this position at least. "You are all equal to one another. Mythos here will just be who I speak through when its needed. Understand?"

[member="Asajj"] [member="Nyte Ignis"]