Grima Volitu
The Togruta Witch
@[member="Avreet Zatarus"]
With the Sith Empire in ruins, scattered to the four corners of the galaxy, many of the Order had been killed, while others went into a self-imposed exile, others simply vanishing, and still others had moved offworld to plot the return of the Sith. As long as one Sith survived the onslaught brought upon by the hated Jedi and their Republic puppeteers, then the Order would never die. For Darth Zarrah, she was a survivor. She fought her way off Korriban then used the Force to dominate the mind of a Republic officer to expunge herself from the orbiting Republic fleet using his freighter that was recently assigned to patrol the Felucian star system.
Hiding in a vent shaft in the cargo hold, Darth Zarrah sat meditating on the previous day's events. She had witness Apprentices, Knights, and a few Masters try to repel the invaders only to be overwhelmed and cut down like rabid animals. Her own Apprentice had been killed. She didn't see the killing, but the cold feeling she received at the time of her Apprentice's death told her all that she needed. She wondered if her former pupil, Knight Zatarus, had survived the invasion or was he offworld at the time. Prior to boarding the Republic freighter, she had risked using her comlink to send him coordinates to meet her at the old abandoned fortress on Felucia if he survived. She would have preferred to use their mental link but without knowing his exact location, she didn't want to cause a spike in the Force and alert the Jedi to him; or her.
Snapping her eyes open, she felt the vibrations of both the ship and its engine begin to wind down; a sign that they were moving into orbit around Felucia. Darth Zarrah was not sure if the fortress was still standing but she knew this planet, steeped in the Dark Side, would be a danger to any Jedi who tried to tread upon its grassy surface.
Moving to the grate and viewing out the slits, she saw that the Force was on her side. There were only two workers at the bay, one of them seemed to be a pilot. She watched them as they carefully loaded a shuttle with supplies and her heart nearly sunk. Was Felucia under the dominate rule of the Republic and Jedi? If so, was she leading Avreet to his doom? She snarled to herself and stripped those thoughts from her mind. She was Sith, she will endure.
She watched the last of the loading done and the pilot bid farewell to his co-worker and entered the shuttle. With the other worked exiting through the sliding doors, Darth Zarrah kicked out the grate and jumped down on a set of crates, then Force leaped to the waiting shuttle. She entered quickly and found the pilot, using Dominate Mind on him, and took control of both his mind and actions. Darth Zarrah sat in the back, out of sight of the viewports, and waited for the commandeered shuttle to take her to the planet below.
With the Sith Empire in ruins, scattered to the four corners of the galaxy, many of the Order had been killed, while others went into a self-imposed exile, others simply vanishing, and still others had moved offworld to plot the return of the Sith. As long as one Sith survived the onslaught brought upon by the hated Jedi and their Republic puppeteers, then the Order would never die. For Darth Zarrah, she was a survivor. She fought her way off Korriban then used the Force to dominate the mind of a Republic officer to expunge herself from the orbiting Republic fleet using his freighter that was recently assigned to patrol the Felucian star system.
Hiding in a vent shaft in the cargo hold, Darth Zarrah sat meditating on the previous day's events. She had witness Apprentices, Knights, and a few Masters try to repel the invaders only to be overwhelmed and cut down like rabid animals. Her own Apprentice had been killed. She didn't see the killing, but the cold feeling she received at the time of her Apprentice's death told her all that she needed. She wondered if her former pupil, Knight Zatarus, had survived the invasion or was he offworld at the time. Prior to boarding the Republic freighter, she had risked using her comlink to send him coordinates to meet her at the old abandoned fortress on Felucia if he survived. She would have preferred to use their mental link but without knowing his exact location, she didn't want to cause a spike in the Force and alert the Jedi to him; or her.
Snapping her eyes open, she felt the vibrations of both the ship and its engine begin to wind down; a sign that they were moving into orbit around Felucia. Darth Zarrah was not sure if the fortress was still standing but she knew this planet, steeped in the Dark Side, would be a danger to any Jedi who tried to tread upon its grassy surface.
Moving to the grate and viewing out the slits, she saw that the Force was on her side. There were only two workers at the bay, one of them seemed to be a pilot. She watched them as they carefully loaded a shuttle with supplies and her heart nearly sunk. Was Felucia under the dominate rule of the Republic and Jedi? If so, was she leading Avreet to his doom? She snarled to herself and stripped those thoughts from her mind. She was Sith, she will endure.
She watched the last of the loading done and the pilot bid farewell to his co-worker and entered the shuttle. With the other worked exiting through the sliding doors, Darth Zarrah kicked out the grate and jumped down on a set of crates, then Force leaped to the waiting shuttle. She entered quickly and found the pilot, using Dominate Mind on him, and took control of both his mind and actions. Darth Zarrah sat in the back, out of sight of the viewports, and waited for the commandeered shuttle to take her to the planet below.