K i n g
The reflection pool of Dragonne palace was a powerful source of the Dark Side. When one stepped inside of the halls that held the reflection pool they would almost immediately feel the cold chill that would creep up their spine. Those who were practitioner of the wayward light could feel something bearing down upon them. It was an unbearable sensation for most purely because it took away all semblance of freedom of mind and body. It was a weight that threatened to crush any who were not prepared to shoulder it. That was what the truth of the Dark Side was. Weight, responsibility, and dedication. It was so easy to lose yourself in the smog of darkness, to become a beast soley intent on murder and drowning yourself in a sea of blood and hatred. It was akin to the rush of drugs or the enthrallment of sex, however it was the weak of mind and spirit who fell to the simple taunts. It was the powerful who rose above the surface of the darkness and learned to command the true powers that remained outside of the reach of man.
Amethyst torches were lit in the corners of the room. They cast shallow purple hues over the pitch-black waters of the reflection pool while also supplying the only source of light and warmth in the hall. Above the skies were visible and the evening air flowed directly into the soul of those standing in the courtyard. The moon was high and shined down onto Illyria, yet no light was capable of reaching the Royal Palace, not this night.
In the center of the room, the King of Illyria stood in the center of the reflection pool. There was an intricate walkway that led from one side of the pools to another and he stood in the center, gazing down at the waters below.
The Sith Lord exhaled, gathering the shadow and fury that surrounded him until it found home deep inside of him. The whispers began almost immediately. The teachings of the Dark Side that were made privy to those who had touched upon the great door. The teachings that his master had imparted to him and he would now impart to others.
He brought his hands up in a simple flourish, his fingers lightly brushing against the silken fabric of the black and silver suit he wore. As the Force shifted in the room, the waters below would begin to shift and sway in tiny circles. The waters would quake as Adron brought his hand over his head and as the Dark Side flooded him he felt his power reaching a single center focus. "Now. Let us begin." The waters exploded from the pool's in rolling columns that flew into the skies above. As the black waters formed four, perfectly smooth columns the Sith Lord turned to those he would be instructing. "All of you understand the Dark Side as a concept and some of you understand the power that comes with it. Yet, today you will learn the workings of the darkness inside the heart of all beings. I will teach you to tap into the minds of others and turn fantasy into reality. You will become the gods of those who are lesser and your ambitions and dreams will rule the actions of others."
Xobos Yakieer
Darth Miseria
Amethyst torches were lit in the corners of the room. They cast shallow purple hues over the pitch-black waters of the reflection pool while also supplying the only source of light and warmth in the hall. Above the skies were visible and the evening air flowed directly into the soul of those standing in the courtyard. The moon was high and shined down onto Illyria, yet no light was capable of reaching the Royal Palace, not this night.
In the center of the room, the King of Illyria stood in the center of the reflection pool. There was an intricate walkway that led from one side of the pools to another and he stood in the center, gazing down at the waters below.
The Sith Lord exhaled, gathering the shadow and fury that surrounded him until it found home deep inside of him. The whispers began almost immediately. The teachings of the Dark Side that were made privy to those who had touched upon the great door. The teachings that his master had imparted to him and he would now impart to others.
He brought his hands up in a simple flourish, his fingers lightly brushing against the silken fabric of the black and silver suit he wore. As the Force shifted in the room, the waters below would begin to shift and sway in tiny circles. The waters would quake as Adron brought his hand over his head and as the Dark Side flooded him he felt his power reaching a single center focus. "Now. Let us begin." The waters exploded from the pool's in rolling columns that flew into the skies above. As the black waters formed four, perfectly smooth columns the Sith Lord turned to those he would be instructing. "All of you understand the Dark Side as a concept and some of you understand the power that comes with it. Yet, today you will learn the workings of the darkness inside the heart of all beings. I will teach you to tap into the minds of others and turn fantasy into reality. You will become the gods of those who are lesser and your ambitions and dreams will rule the actions of others."
