A T R O P O S
Landing into one of the various shuttle bays of the Malsheem, a unique station that was one of the greatest technological constructions of the Kainate. More over, it was a great asset to the Sith who were privy to step foot upon its floors, and walk its halls. Since my meeting with
Darth Prazutis
and acceptance to become an ally to the Kainate, I had been requested by the very man himself to show face. 
Darth Carnifex
Entire volumes of tomes, Datapads, Holocrons and other forms of media had documented his life well. Of course my father did have writings of him on the few chances he met him back during some of the older versions of the Sith Empire. Namely when he had been a neophyte under the reign of Empress Varanin. However, over the years, Lord Carnifex had done much to formulate and populate the various orders of the Sith. Including his own time as Emperor of the Empire. Holding the Order of Rule as its tenants. As such, I knew enough about him that reputation was a powerful tool for the man.
Nervousness was not held within me. Already being in the presence of Darth Prazutis was a dip of the toes into the darkness that these two men wielded. Not just as a powerful influence on the galaxy at large, but through the force itself. The Power that was built over generations, but funneled into one man. It was a high respect to be able to do something such as that. It takes a dedication that few had. All I had was respect for what I was about to face. My boots hitting the interceptor brought me back to reality.
A man in darkened robes approached me. Bowing head softly, to which I returned. Turning around, he was wordless and spoke nothing. Just walking off. As the only individual who had come to meet me here. I followed. My eyes playing over the walls and the various soldiers, acolytes or others who were here running the day to day functions of the facility. Each having their own job or task to perform. Each one staying very locked into the task at hand. I sped up my pace to catch up with the robed individual. Leading me through various halls and through the sections. Each step forward, I could almost feel the presence of what was being done here. When finally, bringing me to a set of doors. Tall and imposing figures stood in front. Wielding weapons and still as stone. Clearly they were the Blackguard. Once having been a task force of the Sith Empire, not the Elite force of the Kainate.
Door opening, the robed man moved out of the path. Letting me proceed. A few steps inside before the doors were shut behind me. My eyes looked about for a moment, before falling upon the man. Moving forward, I provided the pleasantries of custom. A bow of the head, hand across the sash belt I wore before rising to look at him directly.
"Darth Carnifex, I have come as requested."