R E S O L V E
With the looming of war, opportunity arises. Fleets assembly and raiding parties unite. The looming dread of the despoilers behind the Blackwall united once again under singular purpose, crimson blades rallied high to the sky with a declaration of simple intent: the death of the Republic foe.
But that time had not yet arisen. The gears of the Sith turn with a methodical cruelty, and the warfleets will not depart until the pecking order is established and blood has been shed. And if the glories of war are to be earned, they will be earned by blood.
The mettle of a Sith is tested in strength, to battle their foes and allies alike. So was sent the clarion call, a chance for warriors of the Dark Side far and wide to rally within the great arena of Jutrand and battle for the chance to lead and claim the glories of Sith conquest.
A rancorous celebration on the eve of battle, warriors ferried within the winding labyrinth of the arena’s internal chambers into the abyssal depths to await the thunderous chants and rumbling drumming of ritual intent. For what better celebration could there be? A chance to see champions fight, to see the Dark Side turn upon each other till the day where those savage fangs turn upon one of the last beacons of the Light left in this new Age of the Sith.
The prize was a simple thing - a chance to lead, a piece of the metaphorical pie. The winners of today’s melee would be given a place at the spearhead in the coming conflict and would be allowed to have their coffers grow fat on plunder and prize alike, a chance to be regaled with the wealth that laid beyond the Blackwall and given first crack at the hated foe.
The High Republic undoubtedly awaits our next move with bated breath, arraying whatever forces they can muster against the Blackwall and watching for our next incursion. Such a strike will be delivered soon enough with all the fury that is required to see it to fruition yet some concerns remain. Primarily, who is to wield and be wielded for the coming war? A test of might and skill for all to see will take place within the arena this day, Sith shall tear at one another and the last one standing will claim the ultimate prize of Warlord for the coming High Republic campaign. Those that survive but fail to rise to the top of the leaderboard will be compensated as the crowd deems fit, so put on a good show.
As the arena becomes a magnificent display of combat and blood, high above the regular spectator stands sits the all-seeing and opulent viewing room for the Sith Order’s finest and their accompaniment. As you partake of the finest snacks and beverages that the servants freely provide, the conversations held here could prove just as influential in the war to come as the duels down below.
Who will commit resources to the coming campaign and what price do they demand for such a contribution? Will you use the opportunity to strike out for your own glory and goals amidst the larger battles soon to transpire? And of course the ever-present question of who should win the prize of Warlord and what can they expect from any patronage that you might offer?
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