Boethiah
Dark Messiah
As the Silver Sanctum Coalition fights the Triumvirate at Ruusan, the Sentinels on Rhen Var have never been more isolated--and in danger--than now; on their icy world. Exiting hyperspace in the deep black depths, a fleet of starships arrived from Wild Space. The great Cathedral vessels of the Primeval, and unmistakable too. On board the zealous crusaders chant once more. Calling for another March.
Although a shadow of their former power, their fleet remains venerable, and is in the hands of those shrewd enough to have escaped destruction long ago with the rest of the Host. Now their eyes set upon Rhen Var Citadel, where Jedi young and old vowed to protect the peace and harmony of the world. Their mission will truly be tested, as will be the resolve of the Primeval. Whose very namesake has now been placed into question.
Aboard one of the several Cathedral-class battleships, a young girl sat surrounded by advisors and servants. Her heterochromatic eyes darted between the various beings who dotted her line of sight. Their curious gazes locking on those who have precedence, before finally falling upon a familiar face. [member="Orkamaat"] was one of the few people she had fondness for. A sentiment she rarely felt as two powerful spirits fought within her. Vying for total dominance over their adolescent vessel.
The polar world was now in sight, and if they haven't managed to pick up these signals yet, they'd soon realize their precious Citadel was under siege...
[member="Coci Heavenshield"] | [member="Thurion Heavenshield"]
Although a shadow of their former power, their fleet remains venerable, and is in the hands of those shrewd enough to have escaped destruction long ago with the rest of the Host. Now their eyes set upon Rhen Var Citadel, where Jedi young and old vowed to protect the peace and harmony of the world. Their mission will truly be tested, as will be the resolve of the Primeval. Whose very namesake has now been placed into question.
Aboard one of the several Cathedral-class battleships, a young girl sat surrounded by advisors and servants. Her heterochromatic eyes darted between the various beings who dotted her line of sight. Their curious gazes locking on those who have precedence, before finally falling upon a familiar face. [member="Orkamaat"] was one of the few people she had fondness for. A sentiment she rarely felt as two powerful spirits fought within her. Vying for total dominance over their adolescent vessel.
The polar world was now in sight, and if they haven't managed to pick up these signals yet, they'd soon realize their precious Citadel was under siege...
I understand this is quite short notice--as well without forewarning--but after taking a gander on the Silver Watch forum, I thought the Primeval made a good match for the faction. I'm fine with however this ends up playing out. As well, I'm patient--so take as much time as you need to reply! I am hoping the suddenness can help motivate the mission behind the Silver Watch faction; with the Primeval being your baddies.
[member="Coci Heavenshield"] | [member="Thurion Heavenshield"]