Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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The Dark (Open to Knights or higher. Lower ranks will be asked to leave [For a good reason!])

[member="Maleus"] would get a shrug from Krest. "His body is dead, but his spirit lives on. Do not underestimate him after all." This would be the first time Krest had told anyone about Ferus's continued existence. He was but a dark spirit roaming the planet in which his body failed him, and in time the Zabrak would cleanse the soul.

But now was not the time. Nodding once to Maleus, he'd point to the altar. "We are not finished however. Focus your hate there, for now at least."
 
Another source of emotion would be present suddenly, as Minna approached the incomplete nexus, pouring her hatred and regret into it with just enough control to prevent her from giving in completely to the dark side. She would give a nod to [member="Krest"] before turning to look straight at the pool of red so that she could better concentrate her channeling. "Sorry for being late, I am. Business to attend to, there was."
 
<Focus..> That is exactly what he would for from now on. The collection of bodies surrounding the pool yielded promising results. More channeling of the dark-side into the pool led to a stronger connection between the basin and Maleus.

"Hm..."
[member="Krest"]
[member="Minna"]
 
[member="Minna"]
[member="Maleus"]

The Zabrak offered a slight wink to the Yodaling before tossing her a dagger. "Same as before. Offer your blood to the basin, and it's power will increase." With a grin he'd move back to the forge, already channeling his own hatred into the Basin. It wasn't a hard task, dark memories already flooding his mind.
 
[member="Krest"]
[member="Maleus"]

Minna caught the dagger in her left hand and with no hesitation approached the basin, holding her spare hand over it. With a tight cut to her palm, blood dropped into the pool, adding to it's power and making her feel more connected to it already. Tossing the dagger back to her Zabrak friend, she continued to channel her hatred into it. She could feel it, it was close to completion. The area around her already felt intense with dark side energy. Nothing she couldn't handle though.
 
[member="Minna"]
[member="Maleus"]

It was about then that the forge would be complete. With a sigh, the Zabrak would lower his hands, offering a nod to both the knights. "And with that, we have finished the Forge. Expect much use out of it in the future, trust me on that." With a respectful nod the Zabrak would move off, ready to continue with another venture for the Grey. And that list was still long.
 

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