Eternal Father
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OthrysThe Pacanth Reach
Othrys had fallen deathly silent in the weeks after the triumph held for Supreme Leader Sieger Ren, the cheering crowds had all gone home and the war machines arrayed upon the moon's smoothed surface had been sent to the front lines to fight against the Alliance. The flotilla that had congregated in orbit had all but dissolved, only a trio of powerful star destroyers were left to safeguard the small celestial sphere. All that remained were the structures build to emphasize the prosperity of the Imperial state, their vacant eyes gazing upon the waste that served as their home. Only the men and women assigned to guard the monuments shared in their solitude, their echoing footfalls rebounding across the empty surfaces.
The great pyramid of Titanos still stood tall, a mountain looming over everything within eyeshot. The light of the nearby star reflected off of its reflective surfaces, waves of light glittering like rivers of gemstones across the permacrete and granite. Occasionally the light would be obscured as one of the defending destroyers passed overhead, bathing the thoroughfare in darkest shadow. However, unlike before the destroyer did not continue on its patrol path, but rather lingered in orbit above the moon only moving ever so slightly so that Othrys remained hidden in darkness.
The guards below were confused until a group of ships emerged from the underbelly of the destroyer and landed on the pad adjacent to the Titanos, the vessels clearly recognizable as those belonging to the royal family of Panatha. From within one of the ships emerged the Arch-King himself, his muscular body shrouded by a black cloak. Behind him was the Arch-Prince, Braxus, alongside several adjutants and lesser officials that comprised their entourage. More individuals emerged from the other ships, their bodies similarly concealed by cloak or armor, and moved to follow the King into the massive structure.
They would congregate at the pyramid's apex, a massive chamber whose walls were constructed entirely out of transparisteel that afforded the occupants a majestic view of the moon's smooth surface and the empyreal constellations of space beyond. Various thrones of black metal and red padding were assembled in the shape of a circle at the very center of the chamber, one for each of the major arrivals while those that followed them were forced to stand behind and around them. Because the Arch-King had supplied the location for this conclave he was afforded what was akin to center stage amidst the Brotherhood's circle.
"Welcome friends, allies, family. It is time we begin."
| [member="Darth Prazutis"] | [member="Darth Metus"] | [member="Darth Pyrrhus"] | [member="Beleth"] |
| [member="Valessia Brentioch"] | [member="Asharad Graush"] | [member="Ara Ren"] | [member="Oron Verd"] |