The smell of cloves hung thin on the room above a layer of lavender energy. Trailing from a small table positioned neatly beneath a window of stained glass, smoke traveled from the end of a cigarette fastened in a short, glossy holder, which Vereshin rakishly held between his teeth. The Sith Lord sat in a meditative trance when the squeak of the door alerted him to the arrival of his accomplice.
"Leave us." With a wave of his black fingernails, he dismissed the Imperial guards stationed in the cathedral in Voss-ka. Following the domination of the world by the Empire, the sorcery sect took it upon themselves to secure temples and sites of knowledge for themselves. Wearing a cravat centered with a crystal pin, he sat with his lace-up shoes apart and the collar of his coat exaggerating his shoulders.
"Welcome, Knight Idaeus." Without turning his head, Vereshin heard the young man enter and brought the teacup sitting in front of him to his white lips. He rose from his feet and stood before the knight, the cigarette holder balancing between his fingers. Extending a pallid hand forward, Vereshin slid his black nails beneath the chin of Saewon and offered him a chance to bow. As he pulled his hand away, the older Sith parted his lips and revealed a smile of black teeth.
"Sit down if you like." Vereshin gestured towards the table, where another teacup and saucer were placed before the seat opposite himself. Once Saewon was acquainted, he sat back down, the line of his back perfectly straight as he rested the cigarette on the side of an ashtray and took another sip of the lusty Assam. "I trust you understand the basic outline of the task you are expected to undertake." The Sith Lord began as he held the teacup and saucer at the level of his chest.
"You are to accompany me in the infiltration of a prophetic cult here on Voss." Sipping the tea, Vereshin smoothed back his hair and placed the cup back on the saucer with a clang. "By doing so, we shall turn the seer abilities of the mystics dwelling within against them and acquire a new set of subjects for my research." He explained as he set the teacup back on the table, then plucked the cigarette holder again. "Along the course of this mission, I will teach you the art of foresight." The Sith Lord concluded.
"I will be acting as a diplomat representing the Sith Empire and you will be my Voss escort." There was a pause as Vereshin allowed Saewon to commit the information to memory. "You will be entrusted with securing my entrance into the temple." With a sly wink, Vereshin took another sip of the tea. The young knight's skill as a shapeshifter was commendable and would no doubt prove useful on the mission. Vereshin, however, was more interested in the Voss ability to see through time.