Dev The Raising of a Champion

[Madrona A’Mia]

Outer Rim Territories
Brosi
Tags: Darth Strosius | Revna Marr
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Wherever they’d been, whatever time it was when they’d received the message, it was clear that A’Mia sent it in a manic state. The summons was strange and disjointed, the only thing clear about it was urgency.

Come. You must see. We must test it. Come now.
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A’Mia had been hyper fixated on the development of a new kind of sorcery ever since locating an ancient relic with the Prophet of Wonosa. She’d also been working closely with Revna regarding a more personal and secretive project that involved the man. Perhaps that was why they both received the strange call to join her.

When they arrived on Brosi, the newly lush planet rife with dangerous flora and fauna, they were ushered by a few wide eyed lab assistants to thickly forested location. The speeder ride there was tense and A’Mia’s staff refused to answer most questions, other than that their mistress would only accept their company.

Upon arrival at the remote destination, they were led deeper still into the jungle on foot. The path eventually opened up to a strange stone construction. The stones themselves looked worn and weathered but all signs pointed toward the surrounding area to be newly carved into for the placement of this construction.

A’Mia stood, swaying and disheveled, somewhat hunched over the waters of a small well like structure. The neti whirled upon them as they entered the space, eyes wide and visage ecstatic, her simple robes were torn and stained in places. It was clear she hadn’t rested in a while.

”Finally, good good. You are here to see this out with me— the test, our first trial of this new device.”

Nearby, a few wretched humanoid figures cowered in a cage.

 

[Revna Marr]

Tags:
Madrona A’Mia // Darth Strosius ​

There were very few summons that Revna would ignore - a rather pressing one from the Lord Seer of Korriban was not one of them. She had been travelling from one location to another when the message came through from A’Mia, and so she simply re-routed her coordinates for Brosi and then waited for the jump to be complete.

When she arrived on the formerly war torn planet, she saw that she was not the only one to have received the summons. Her Master had as well, and she greeted Darth Strosius with a rather business-like dip of her chin. Soon afterwards, her eyes roamed the lush jungle environment that had sprung up from the ritual workings that she had been a part of some time prior, when the Imperials had sought to take Brosi from the Sith.

Lady A’Mia had since taken over the planet, in the name of the Sith and the Kingdom of Korriban - and she had outdone herself in transforming the disease ridden planetscape into something that could be useful for the Sith Order. Revna also knew that her own apprentice and cousin, Lysander, was involved in Brosi with Spore Industries - an endeavor she had given full freedom and reign on to come and go and do whatever he thought best, and saw fit to do. She was not one to hold her apprentices back; some might argue that the freedoms she gave them only opened the door to betrayal - but didn’t want to stifle their growth and their potential.

Upon arriving on Brosi, both Revna and her Father were escorted through the dangerous and dense undergrowth by servants of the Governor of Brosi via speeders. Probing questions were not answered, and so Revna kept her questions to herself until she could see A’Mia face to face. When they arrived at the location, they continued their journey on foot - Revna’s robes whispering along the ground as she felt the touch of familiarity from Brosi.

It remembered her. And the gift she had given that fateful day, alongside Darth Caedes and Srina Talon.

The pathway eventually led the pair of Sith to a strange stone construction, and there in the midst of it all was the Neti, A’Mia. Revna could tell instantly that the Neti hadn’t rested or slept in some time; she was disheveled, hunched, and almost maniac in appearance - her robes torn and frayed and smudged, her eyes wide and almost wild.

Revna cast a brief glance at her Father, before she turned her attention back to A’Mia and what surrounded her - including the cages that held humanoid figures that she assumed were there for some sort of ritual sacrifice. She’d seen something similar too in her own healing ritual that the Neti and Revna had undergone some time ago.

"Finally, good good. You are here to see this out with me— the test, our first trial of this new device."

Revna slipped her arms inside the sleeves of her robe and dipped her chin towards the Neti.

“Yes, we have come. I can't ignore a summons from my favorite Neti.” Revna said with a gentle smile, before she looked around at the stone structure and the caved individuals. "...how can we be of assistance, A'Mia?"

 

[Darth Strosius]

Darth Strosius had never been a believer in conveniences, and rarely in the concept of luck at all. Miracles and happenstances occurred of course but these were products of the Force's subtle will, not some contrivance of circumstance alone. As such when the masked man had marched back to His quarters aboard the Harbinger just in time to feel a pulsing call from the only floral adornment of the room, He was somewhat suspicious of its potential surveillance capabilities.

Suspicions aside however, this particular summons was unusual for A'Mia given its strange tone and clipped message. The questions that arose from it however were lanced by the notion of having an excuse to abandon His current frustrations and an undercurrent of genuine concern that He didn't bother dwelling on. Making haste to Brosi was a rather simple affair, one made all the easier when He saw His daughter had arrived just ahead of Him and thus causing a new bit of pep to accompany His steps.

The speeder ride was perhaps the most dull part considering the rather tight-lipped assistants which were guiding them towards wherever it was that A'Mia intended to meet them but at least the scenery was pleasant. He still didn't care much for the sight of such lush and expansive greenery itself but its rapid conception and spread over the world's surface was admirable enough. Although that admiration did lose a bit of its luster when He had to walk through the brush and jungle.

Thankfully the foliage and flora did eventually give way to a much more...interesting sight nestled amongst the trees. The stone structure itself appeared old as though it had been settled into its surroundings for some time but the disturbance of the area itself around it suggested a far more recent placement. How very unusual indeed. The Neti herself was in a state that He'd never seen before, disheveled in appearance and all but manic in her mannerisms.

The glance that Revna sent His way wasn't returned, His hidden gaze stiff and locked onto A'Mia as one of His hands idly twitched and moved to reach out before quickly being drawn back to His side when she spoke. His daughter was far quicker to respond than the masked man Himself, still seeming to be silently debating something as His now clenched fingers idly pressed against the base of His mask. "Are...are you certain that you wouldn't prefer a brief respite to go over your progress thus far first? Perhaps over some tea?"

Madrona A’Mia / Revna Marr

 

[Madrona A’Mia]

Darth Strosius | Revna Marr​

Her almost drunken sway over the altar ceased as A'Mia's companions spoke. Was she not so stricken by the fervor of scientific breakthrough, the neti might have been intrigued by the signs of concern Alisteri did his best to stow away.

“Yes, we have come. I can't ignore a summons from my favorite Neti.” Revna said with a gentle smile, before she looked around at the stone structure and the caved individuals. "...how can we be of assistance, A'Mia?"

"Assistance? Yes! Yes… this is why I needed you. Who better to help me test the mechanism?"

"Are...are you certain that you wouldn't prefer a brief respite to go over your progress thus far first? Perhaps over some tea?"

A'Mia closed the distance between them suddenly, in an alarming burst of speed. When she was bipedal and more focused on social interaction, it was easy to forget the woman was in fact more akin to a force of nature than anything truly humanoid.

"Respite? No, no… Not this close to the end."

With surprising gentleness given her current state, the neti reached out to usher them both to the edge of the water, to stand along one rounded side of the stone altar. She patted Revna's cheek gently, so the woman might feel the scuffed red-brown skin of her hand that had yet to heal. As if A'Mia had been lifting and carving stones for hours. Then the woman gave Alisteri's arm a quick squeeze before she was away again.

The cowering prisoners yelped and pressed themselves to the back of the cage as she suddenly set upon them. A'Mia was deceivingly strong and showed absolutely no mercy as she pulled two struggling men from the cage.

So set on what she was doing and manic with the promise of success, A'Mia forgot to close the cage behind her. Dragging the two with her back to the altar's edge, the neti displayed once more the cold aggression she was capable of. Speaking in an instructive tone even as choking vines grew from her shoulders to ensnare the struggling soon to be sacrificed, silencing them in the same stroke as she held them still for what was to come.

"The altar will accept the dead easily enough, or partial components such as blood, random biomass and so on. To take a life upon it, to engage in ritual if one has time to do so, that is sure to yield more powerful results yes? Let us see! Add what you will, if you'd like — simply focus on the flow of energy as it begins. The Force, blood, another body, anything will do."

As if they were planning something as pleasant as a dinner party, A'Mia directed their attention to the dark waters of the well at the center of the altar.

"You can feel it, can't you? It hungers, it seeks transmutation. All of Brosi thrives in a similar way — feeding on death and decay to create new life."

Just as suddenly as her instruction and musings began, they halted as she snapped the necks of the sacrifices she held and cast them into the water. Where their bodies should have bobbed or remained visible, instead they struck its surface to be immediately swallowed up. Runes along the surface of the stone glowed, and a low arcane thrum filled the air.