The allure of Darkness cannot be denied [Cassus]

[Darth Carnifex]

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Panatha​

-:Vain Hallow Keep:-​

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The day was dark, clouds blanketing the sky as a slow downpour bathed the land. Out in the distance lightning struck fiercely as a storm out at sea continued to rage, but stayed clear of the unnatural structure that rose from the small peninsula like a cancerous tumor. Tall towers and thick walls comprised the keep, winged beasts circling the perimeter slowly, spying for any threat in or around the massive castle. A small blockade of sandy isles surrounded the peninsula, some of them the graves of foolish rebels who had launched a pitiful aquatic assault against the keep of the Black Iron Tyrant. The ships had been neglected, and sat marooned on the islands like some sort of wicked crown upon the peninsula's head. The mood outside may have been one to cause depression and untold sorrow, but within the thick walls of the keep an endless party raged on...

The throne room was the most festival of all chambers. A large expansive room, larger than any other in the castle save for the arena far down below, and had open balconies lining each side of the great hall. Outside the rain and the cold reigned supreme, but inside the passions controlled those attended. Great banquets of food and drink were constantly brought out to the ravishing masses, and an uncountable number of pleasure girls and whores were intermixed with the noblemen and guards. The entire room smelled of food, drink, sweat, sex, and even death. Passions were allowed to roam free in this place, and confrontations quickly turned to violence before the vile nature of the crime was consumed by the other passions dominating the room. No one actually cared if another person perished, so long as their passions were constantly sated they were content to watch blood intermingle with the fluids of intercourse.

High above them all was the architect of this grandiose display of passion, but he was not alone. Surrounding him were the finest of whores, all voluptuous and nude for their Lord and Master. The Emperor of this realm sipped from a goblet of wine as he watched the spectacle unfold with malicious glee dancing in his emerald eyes, while one of his concubines slowly ran her delicate fingers through his luscious raven black hair. As one of the concubines was getting rather feisty with the Emperor, a robed servitor calmly approached the Emperor and knelt before him. "Your grace, our scanners have detected a small ship entering the atmosphere transmitting Imperial codes... It's an older code, my liege, but it checks out. Shall we send fighters to destroy it, milord?" The Emperor merely smiled and sipped from his wine, dark humor now flirting across his features.

"Let the ship land." Kaine said with a chuckle, "My son has finally come back."


@[member="Cassus"]

 

[Lief]

Cassus was mad. Seething, even. As the ship broke through hyperspace he could see before him the planet of Panatha. He wanted his vengeance, for the Mother and Father the monster down below had destroyed. Without thinking straight he transmitted down the old access codes and piloted the ship down through the atmosphere, sinking lower into the planet. When the ship docked he rose and paced the deck, before slamming a fist into the wall. He reached down to his belt, grasping the lightsaber which lay there. Releasing it he span it in his grip, igniting out the red blade. Was it really red?

The captivation of the blade broke and the boy made his way from the ship. Ahead lay the fortress, he would raze it to the ground if he could. But he had to get to Kaine first. With a glare, the young man - truly still an infant - marched up through the desolate landscape. When a guard stepped forward, muttering something about an old access code, he swatted him aside with a burst of telekinetic power. Then Cassus broke into a jog, the a sprint. With each step his adrenaline grew until it pumped furiously through him. When he reached the fortress itself he threw open the doors.

"KAIIINEEEE" his voice bellowed, calling the man out from the shadows and into the open.

@[member="Darth Vornskr"]

 

[Darth Carnifex]

And indeed Kaine came, with no guards and none of his entourage, only himself and his damnable smirk. "Well, well, well. I had wondered when you'd return, but it is in a slave's nature to return to their master. Isn't that right, Cassus?" He chuckled darkly as he strode to stand before the wayward child of Tracyn, Asha, and Kaine in a twisted sense. The Mandalorian and the Jedi had created the boy, but Kaine had molded him. Of course there had been many complications along the molding process, but all of that would be forgiven in this single moment. "I sense a great hatred for me in you, child, but it is misplaced. Your father is a worthless swine, and your mother is a Jedi craven... I gave you a chance at greatness, and you've squandered your gifts so needlessly. However; I am a forgiving father, and should you bend the knee now I will forgive all transgressions... But if you refuse, then I will have to educate you, and reacquaint you with the Cell." He voice was stern, and his gaze even more so. However; his eyes twinkled with abated anticipation, as if he wanted Cassus to rebel further against him.

@Cassus