Sinya
The Fledgling Sith
Location: Inside the Courthouse Clocktower
Objective: Be in a world of hurt
Allies nearby: [member="Darth Saarai"], [member="Darth Caecus"], [member="Darth Carnifex"], The Sith Empire
Enemies nearby: The Cult of the Light, [member="Aela Talith"], [member="Jacen Voidstalker"], [member="Kainan Wolfe"]
Everything was going all so well until it wasn’t. Sinya had done her part, taking out the two cultists that Lord Saarai had instructed to do, and she did so with satisfaction and impunity. In the brief moment that followed, she even began to drag their lifeless bodies, one at a time into a dimly-lit secluded corner where little light fell, their presence clouded by darkness, and totally unseen unless you were actively searching for their bodies. Fully satisfied that she had done everything she had been asked to do, the acolyte now began to take several glances looking at the other two Sith Lords as they took action on their targets. Her gaze first fell upon the sight of Darth Caecus, but as soon as the masked Sith Lord fell, she knew that something wasn’t quite right. She had this gut-feeling in her that somehow things weren’t going accordingly as planned.
Her suspicion was confirmed when she saw the Sith land with a telekinetic force, but the magnitude of the power that was generated wasn’t quite up to-par and the cultists were left prone and shocked by the assault, more than anything else. Lord Saarai had taken care of his bodies with enough ease, but had it been enough? Another body soon fell somewhere close by, as blood splattered across the ground, signifying the completion of the ritual that cultists had been so intent on completing. Sinya had barely enough time to react before an explosion rocked the room, ethereal gusts of wind raging around the interior of the room that sent the acolyte hurtling through the room.
Her intended target? The hard, cold stone and duracrete wall rapidly zooming up towards her. As the impact struck, the wind was promptly knocked out of her. She was in for a world of hurt, but pain wasn’t something she wasn’t used to, and it was just more of the same for poor ol’ Sinya.
Objective: Be in a world of hurt
Allies nearby: [member="Darth Saarai"], [member="Darth Caecus"], [member="Darth Carnifex"], The Sith Empire
Enemies nearby: The Cult of the Light, [member="Aela Talith"], [member="Jacen Voidstalker"], [member="Kainan Wolfe"]
Everything was going all so well until it wasn’t. Sinya had done her part, taking out the two cultists that Lord Saarai had instructed to do, and she did so with satisfaction and impunity. In the brief moment that followed, she even began to drag their lifeless bodies, one at a time into a dimly-lit secluded corner where little light fell, their presence clouded by darkness, and totally unseen unless you were actively searching for their bodies. Fully satisfied that she had done everything she had been asked to do, the acolyte now began to take several glances looking at the other two Sith Lords as they took action on their targets. Her gaze first fell upon the sight of Darth Caecus, but as soon as the masked Sith Lord fell, she knew that something wasn’t quite right. She had this gut-feeling in her that somehow things weren’t going accordingly as planned.
Her suspicion was confirmed when she saw the Sith land with a telekinetic force, but the magnitude of the power that was generated wasn’t quite up to-par and the cultists were left prone and shocked by the assault, more than anything else. Lord Saarai had taken care of his bodies with enough ease, but had it been enough? Another body soon fell somewhere close by, as blood splattered across the ground, signifying the completion of the ritual that cultists had been so intent on completing. Sinya had barely enough time to react before an explosion rocked the room, ethereal gusts of wind raging around the interior of the room that sent the acolyte hurtling through the room.
Her intended target? The hard, cold stone and duracrete wall rapidly zooming up towards her. As the impact struck, the wind was promptly knocked out of her. She was in for a world of hurt, but pain wasn’t something she wasn’t used to, and it was just more of the same for poor ol’ Sinya.