Soliath Devin Talith
Family Man
Moridin stood upon the cliffs high above one of the fortress cities of Anaxes. The planet shone brightly, with the sun reflecting off of dozens of buildings and shinning down onto the streets and cliffs below. He stood there, beside him another Sith Master. The Dreadlord watched the city for a few minutes, and then squatted down and pulled out a pair of binoculars. He looked down and observed the city gates, this was going to be a difficult task. Moridin had learned of something, a rather unique Sith artifact was being held within this city upon Anaxes, a Holocron of some note.
The Dreadlord wanted the artifact, and of course he wanted to irk the Republic in anyway that he could. So knowing this, and knowing Anaxes as the fortress that it was Moridin had elected to go alone...with slight help. He had contacted one of the Masters that sat among the council, one that he had heard tale of. Supposedly she was powerful, though Moridin didn't know that for sure. He took away the binoculars and looked to her.
“Are you ready?” Moridin said quietly as he observed the city below. This would be difficult, even the two Sith masters would be hard pressed to survive. He smirked at the thought, it would be a day worth remembering.
The Dreadlord wanted the artifact, and of course he wanted to irk the Republic in anyway that he could. So knowing this, and knowing Anaxes as the fortress that it was Moridin had elected to go alone...with slight help. He had contacted one of the Masters that sat among the council, one that he had heard tale of. Supposedly she was powerful, though Moridin didn't know that for sure. He took away the binoculars and looked to her.
“Are you ready?” Moridin said quietly as he observed the city below. This would be difficult, even the two Sith masters would be hard pressed to survive. He smirked at the thought, it would be a day worth remembering.