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Faction The Hauntings of Playing God (Warlords of The Sith)

Location: Underground Abandoned Mine, Edge of Warlords Territory


Interitus was one of the more quiet spoken of the cable that made the Warlords of the Sith, while he had only been a humble servant to the collective of Sith Lords that ruled. He couldn't deny that he himself had some measure of potential. While his political career had not found many ventures in infiltration. The Inquisitor had found much of his time being spent on perfecting the late Darth Plageuis's work. Not much of his work was found anyway, what he did was what the powerful Warlords carried of his writings, and some notes the cultists of the Sith Eternal carried. Day after day, and night after night. The Sith had spent long hours working upon a creature, one that would bring about unimaginable destruction when the power of the Warlords have grown strong to test the might of the galaxy.

Deep within the underground sanctum, Interitus had summoned an audience of the dark collective they carried. Many of which he invited to see the new creation that would dare rival anything the Sith dreamed of. In a manner of speaking that is, the room around him was fitted with many types of equipment, to various test tubes filled with liquids, electricity jolting from pylons, and vats that carried numerous bodies. Some living, some deformed and deceased. It was a crude laboratory of which Interitus spent much of his time within the dark sanctum. Located within the underground tunnels of what used to be a mine. On the outer edges of the Warlord's territory. A quiet place and remote enough to seclude what horrors dared to be unleashed upon the Galaxy.

Strapped to the table before the robed man, was a hulking behemoth. His skin was the color of ash, veins grey and filled with a mysterious black fluid being injected into him. His eyes yellow, and even brighter than Sith's eyes, his hair, white as snow. Constant jolts of electricity and fluids were hitting the large muscle-bound creature. For the creature looked as if a normal man, deformed in many ways such as a glowing spine, made from Kyber Crystals. The dark side radiated off of him in waves. After long months of work on the brute, the Midiclorean manipulation in itself was a success. Perhaps even too good of success.

As the body started to convulse, the muscles spasming the eyelids fluttering. As Interitus looked onwards with a smirk on his face. Woyunoks Tyuk Was the being's name. A name befitting of a Sith Juggernaut that would serve as Interitus's gift to his masters. But something that he even remained wary of, as the creature started to stir at the signs of waking. All could the man do was look out onto the crowd, gazing at his friends, rivals, and anyone that was curious, even to show their own work had watched him. Interitus spoke in excitement unable to contain himself. "It's alive!!" He spoke with pride, but even at this glorious birth, he couldn't shake the feeling that something wrong could still happen.
 
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"How strong is he?" a very large Whiphid rumbled innocently. He cracked his knuckles in a manner that registered on the Richter scale. Woyunoks Tyuk looked about the same size, and Velok the Youngest, called Brokentusk, had a certain curiosity about comparative strength. A more than passing interest, one might say, typical of Whiphid boars his age. Yes, this beefy Sithspawn looked capable of wrestling a motmot. But could he really deliver?
 
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Darth Perfidiae watched from the crowd, her hands clasped together beneath her dark robes as she looked on from behind her mask. The locale was dreary as was the company, but the reason for her presence was more so drawn out of curiosity and interest in Interitus' little pet project. She glanced over at the large Whiphid bellowing out nearby, shaking her head in disinterest before glancing back at the monstrosity that had been created, curious whether or not it would be a successful experiment or if it would fail miserably and go on a rampage - It was always a failing of the Sith, toying around with volatile variables in the hopes to pursue some vain goal. It certainly would serve as some manner of entertainment as well as allow her to gauge the capabilities of her fellow Sith, especially with the Sith Empire crumbling and those like herself who wished to pursue even greater heights than what the Rule of Order could ever offer.

 

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