The Admiralty
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]Many years ago there was an alchemist of untold expertise, a woman who had created artifacts of pure destruction just for the sake of expanding her own experience in Alchemy. She had simply been interested in seeing how far she could go, where the line of her [/SIZE][SIZE=10.6666666666667px]ability[/SIZE][SIZE=10.6666666666667px] would end and if she could possibly put herself above the various infamous Sith Alchemists of old.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]Sorzus Syn, Dathka Graush, Naga Sadow, Plagueis and Sidious.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]And then she went and skyrocketed across time and space, putting all of those - except maybe Plagueis - to shame and created Daesumnor, Stealer of Souls. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]In a Galaxy plagued by eternal living Sith Lords who enjoying to transport their souls across time and space? Daesumnor was a creation made out of necessity, to trap the enemies of the Hegemony when they were becoming increasingly annoying.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]Daesumnor[/SIZE][SIZE=10.6666666666667px], stealer of souls. It was capable of ripping out the soul of a dying man and making it impossible for him to escape death, a troubling prospect for one who was accustomed for death to be only a minor nuisance. [/SIZE][SIZE=10.6666666666667px]Kata’nari[/SIZE][SIZE=10.6666666666667px], sentient sword, able to reconstruct and replicate any alchemical effect it touches.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]Both of them in his position, yet only one was truly his.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]Perhaps it was time to take advantage of Kata’nari’s core principle.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]The Sith Lord sat in the middle of his meditation chamber, Daesumnor on one side and Kata’nari on the other. With the palm of his hand he touched the bare blade of the Sithspawn blade and spoke to it.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]‘Kata’nari.’[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]Sorzus Syn, Dathka Graush, Naga Sadow, Plagueis and Sidious.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]And then she went and skyrocketed across time and space, putting all of those - except maybe Plagueis - to shame and created Daesumnor, Stealer of Souls. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]In a Galaxy plagued by eternal living Sith Lords who enjoying to transport their souls across time and space? Daesumnor was a creation made out of necessity, to trap the enemies of the Hegemony when they were becoming increasingly annoying.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]Daesumnor[/SIZE][SIZE=10.6666666666667px], stealer of souls. It was capable of ripping out the soul of a dying man and making it impossible for him to escape death, a troubling prospect for one who was accustomed for death to be only a minor nuisance. [/SIZE][SIZE=10.6666666666667px]Kata’nari[/SIZE][SIZE=10.6666666666667px], sentient sword, able to reconstruct and replicate any alchemical effect it touches.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]Both of them in his position, yet only one was truly his.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]Perhaps it was time to take advantage of Kata’nari’s core principle.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]The Sith Lord sat in the middle of his meditation chamber, Daesumnor on one side and Kata’nari on the other. With the palm of his hand he touched the bare blade of the Sithspawn blade and spoke to it.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]‘Kata’nari.’[/SIZE]