Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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The Son of Sidious

In a galaxy far, far away, the reign of the dark lord Sidiouse had come to an end. The rebels had successfully overthrown his oppressive rule and restored peace to the galaxy. But little did they know, Sidiouse had a son, who was hidden and raised in secret by loyal followers of the dark side.

Years passed and the son of Sidiouse, Xander, grew up with a deep hatred for the rebels who had taken his father away from him. He was trained in the ways of the dark side, honing his skills and waiting for the day he could avenge his father's death and rebuild his empire.

But as Xander was about to make his move, he received news that shocked him to the core. The rebels had discovered his existence and were planning to destroy him before he could pose a threat. With no one to turn to, Xander was forced to flee and go into hiding, biding his time and waiting for the right moment to strike.

As the years went by, Xander grew bolder and more powerful. He recruited a group of loyal followers, all eager to see the return of the dark lord's reign. Together, they began to lay out a plan to avenge Sidiouse and reclaim the galaxy in his name.

Meanwhile, the rebels were facing a new threat. Rumors had spread of a new dark force rising, one that was more powerful and ruthless than Sidiouse ever was. They were determined to stop this new threat before it could gain any more power.
 

Ashin Cardé Varanin

Couple bodies in the garden where the grass grows
A message went out through various channels and methods:

Let the Son of Sidious come forth. Let him meet Master Ashin Varanin on Korriban, at the Valley of the Dark Lords, on a specific day, at sunset.





On the day in question, Ashin came to her beloved old valley alone. She'd opted for comfortable clothes: a loose black armorweave robe, no mask, light boots. At her hip she wore a weapon from her collection: a hilted light-dagger claimed from the Sorcerers of Rhand. For any given circumstance, the dagger and the robe were plenty.

As the dull orange sun met the Korriban horizon, she waited to see whether this 'Son of Sidious' would arrive.

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