Daxton Bane
Character
Raxus Prime
A thousand man droid army descended on Raxus Prime and began clearing the ground around the space allotted for the Sith Knight's new facilities. Construction raged, day and night, workers poring unceasing labors to complete the foundations and then building the protective layer.
Generations of trash were unceremoniously mined for their raw elements and converted into building materials for the massive endeavor. First to be finished was the landing bay, allowing ships to land directly on sight and disgorge more droids to speed up the construction. Then the storage bays were dug deep into the soil. Holding cells for a wide variety of species were seen being offloaded and carted to unknown locales as even more ships continued to arrive.
Then the following buildings quickly went up in order: the smelter for recycling materials, the robotics production center which churned out even more labor intensive droids as soon as it was complete, the barracks, the armory, the keeps outer and inner walls and finally the keep itself. Shielded by forcefields, the stone keep housed Daxton's laboratory and temple for meditation, as well as a garden filled with exotic and potentially dangerous flora.
Forced to move his operations off Dxun, Daxton shipped thousands of test subjects, each an experiment in progress, to his new lair. The most prized of all was a young Mandalorian woman named Mirta. He had captured her during the second battle of Junction and had spend months, torturing her physically and mentally, warping her sense of reality with a combination of drugs, hypnotic suggestion and reproductive stimulants. Now she was convinced that he loved her and that she was the only one for him.
He needed her for the experiment he was planning to conduct, a potentially dangerous mixing of Mandalorian genes with Sith monstrosity to create a new breed of Sith War Machine. A creature that literally lived for war and destruction.
Bringing her to her secluded room, he no longer had to chain her to the bed. Like a well trained pet, she couldn't keep herself away if she tried. Cooing softly, he said, "I hope you like our new palace, my dear. Soon your eggs would be in prime condition for me to harvest and you will be the proud mother of a new race of super warrior."
A thousand man droid army descended on Raxus Prime and began clearing the ground around the space allotted for the Sith Knight's new facilities. Construction raged, day and night, workers poring unceasing labors to complete the foundations and then building the protective layer.
Generations of trash were unceremoniously mined for their raw elements and converted into building materials for the massive endeavor. First to be finished was the landing bay, allowing ships to land directly on sight and disgorge more droids to speed up the construction. Then the storage bays were dug deep into the soil. Holding cells for a wide variety of species were seen being offloaded and carted to unknown locales as even more ships continued to arrive.
Then the following buildings quickly went up in order: the smelter for recycling materials, the robotics production center which churned out even more labor intensive droids as soon as it was complete, the barracks, the armory, the keeps outer and inner walls and finally the keep itself. Shielded by forcefields, the stone keep housed Daxton's laboratory and temple for meditation, as well as a garden filled with exotic and potentially dangerous flora.
Forced to move his operations off Dxun, Daxton shipped thousands of test subjects, each an experiment in progress, to his new lair. The most prized of all was a young Mandalorian woman named Mirta. He had captured her during the second battle of Junction and had spend months, torturing her physically and mentally, warping her sense of reality with a combination of drugs, hypnotic suggestion and reproductive stimulants. Now she was convinced that he loved her and that she was the only one for him.
He needed her for the experiment he was planning to conduct, a potentially dangerous mixing of Mandalorian genes with Sith monstrosity to create a new breed of Sith War Machine. A creature that literally lived for war and destruction.
Bringing her to her secluded room, he no longer had to chain her to the bed. Like a well trained pet, she couldn't keep herself away if she tried. Cooing softly, he said, "I hope you like our new palace, my dear. Soon your eggs would be in prime condition for me to harvest and you will be the proud mother of a new race of super warrior."