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The Archlord's 'Triumph'

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Ravelin City, Capital of the Sith Empire
Bastion

Thousands had come to line the streets in the wake of the glorious Imperial victory at Krayiss II, to celebrate their triumph over the despised Dominion and to welcome the conquering heroes back from the hell of war. Throughout the city the great fanfare was broadcasted over loudspeakers and displayed with holograms that mirrored the exact progression of the procession in real time.

The host itself was comprised of thousands of soldiers, all of them having played some significant role in achieving victory. They were bedazzled with medals and symbolic ornamentation, the sun reflecting off of their trophies in a dazzling light show that caused some to look away from the sheer brilliance. There were beasts of war as well pulling treasures pilfered from the Dominion's holdings, statues, art, and other things considered valuable by the conquered people that were now on full display for the loyal citizens of the Empire to enjoy.

Behind them were Dominion prisoners, soldiers and civilian prefects who had been unfortunate enough to not be immediately slain during the battle. Now they were subject to the humiliation of this triumph as they were paraded through the streets as a thousand voices simultaneously booed and condemned them. Some onlookers threw objects, rotten fruit or other vile things, into the huddling mass of prisoners causing several to trip and fall only to be cruelly yanked back to their feet by the accompanying guard. Behind them was a raised platform held aloft by a gravsled, and on it stood a single individual beaten, bloodied, and bound to the gravsled's surface by thick chains attached to their ankles and wrists with a fluttering banner upon which was written in Aurebesh:

"Hail to the Archlord, Cedric Grayson, the Despoiled, the Defeated, the Desolate."

Truthfully it was not Cedric Grayson at all, but rather an individual who bore a striking resemblance to the former Archlord of the Dominion. The Dark Lord had singled out this individual for this specific insult, and had him brutalized by his guards before forcing him to wear the clothes of a prostitute and be put on display for all of the Empire to mock and to laugh at.

A final dagger to the heart of the dying Dominion.
 
A few hours earlier, the imposter who she thought to be [member="Cedric Grayson"], as [member="Darth Carnifex"] not stupid enough to tell her the truth. As she did have a bit gossip now and again, so she was never allowed to know much of consequence. Had him put in front of her, her job make him look like her mum, who was a coruscanti whore. The bit that got her, was she was still at it, currently she had regular client called Wade Roomie. She decide best way to do this was give her mum a call, Hi mum, how you doing. Her mum answered oh it's you dear, when you coming home to visit. As for how I am doing, I am doing everything. She laughed at that bit, as she was doing a lot of people. Harley did not mind, as she did not end up like her, she did not charge. She did what she wanted when she wanted, but that was another story. She looked at how mum did her makeup, as she was going to copy it. She then got out her make up kit, and some clippers, as his hair was too short to do anything, so she was going to put a wig on him. All time while she was talking, the man was trying to scream, but he had a ball gag on, so she did not care. It came from one Emperors special rooms, she some had to get people to clean it now and again. She did not know any state secrets, but she knew the Emperor's coming a and goings. After she finished talking to her mum, then she began shaving his head. Then once it was down to zero everywhere, she got out a shaver, and began to bic it. She had a purple wig for him where, like her mums. Then she put on the foundation, and concealer to get rid bags under his eyes. Then she put on eyeshadow, and mascara on to make his eyes stand out. She then put blusher on his cheekbones, to give him rosy red cheeks. Then she then finished with lipstick and lip gloss, to make him all kissable. All of this was glittery of course, as glitter was cool. Then she decide it was time to take a selfie, so she put her head next to his, and got out her camera com, and took it. Then she decide it wouldbe nice pic to send to her new friend, [member="Isabella Fonti"] a chiss woman she met on Serenno. Then she got off him and waited in her place for when her master, decide to give his elongated speech. Though while he was giving it, she was listening to Brozen Madam, the current big granit band.
 
Ravelin City,
Bastion.

As the crowds roared, the soldiers marched and most importantly the imposter was paraded through the streets. Venthis stood within the crowd, with a robe around him and his hood covering his appearance. He watched with his emerald eyes glazing over the event. A thin smirk appeared, seemingly proud of the efforts he and his people had brought to Krayiss II. The accomplishment of conquering another planet for their ever growing collection. The newly appointed Governor of Eol Sha, released a quiet chuckle turning and heading through the crowd to the back of the parade. Seemingly searching for someone.

He pushed through, someone eagerly shouting back at Venthis for doing so. Venthis would pause, turn and glare his eyes at him causing him to seemingly stop in his tracks. The chilling stare shocked the small part of the crowd. Venthis turned and continued towards his goal. The flags that lined the streets held the emblem of The Sith Empire, along with torches lit by constant burning red flames. He glanced up to the imposter, who was shown to be Cedric Grayson. Someone Venthis had no idea who it was. Nevertheless he could tell it was someone important to the Dominion.

The young Zambrano had recently arrived from Eol Sha, on a transport vessel. He left his guards there, not bringing his Bloodguard from his home leaving them there. He had chosen to blend in with the crowd. Taking his new rank of Assassin and showing it's worth.
 

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