Xevek Nekonis
From The Shadows
Run. The plural of Ru, the translation of Clan in Ul'Zabrak. A word that had been engrained within the mind of Xavka Duquo since birth. The Clan always came first. Everyone was to be involved in maintaining the welfare of the Clan. All efforts made in advancing self was also to be directed to advancing the Clan. The Clan was blood and you would never be without. But, for Xavka, all of that had fallen apart as soon as he had been captured and enslaved.
After his extended absence the Nath I'Ayuride, the Iridonian Death Rights, had been done in his name and he had been declared dead to his Clan. While he was still a Kep Het Uiging, Son Of Uiging, and he always would be, he no longer had a Clan as, once declared dead, you were no longer a member of the Clan.
When he had realised this, Xavka had felt crushed, devastated. For so long the Clan had been a part of his life, it had even been something that his attentions had revolved after he had been declared an adult after managing to pass the Res'Selenoren and gained independence, nearly all of his life the majority of his focus had been on learning how to benefit the Clan in all of his attempts. To learn that he was no longer a member had torn a whole in his very being, something that come so very close to destroying him and all that made Xavka Xavka, something that had not even been accomplished with the constant, weeks long torture he had endured during slavery which had ended up taking his sight in his right eye from him.
However, when he had encountered a fellow Iridonian, a spark of hope had flickered into life within his mind bringing with it an idea. He had heard about Ne'Run, New Clans that were usually formed under two conditions. The first was that a mated pair left their Clans and formed a new one with them as the progenitors of it, an, admittedly rare occurrence. While the first was not common, the second was more so, those that were declared without honour and expelled from there Clans would group together to form one of there own. More often than not, local Clans would attack and eradicate the Ne'Ru so that the Clan would never grow. However, what Xavka was seeking was a third way of Ne'Ru. One created through an agreement between he and Darth Ferus where both of their bloodlines, even if his was only comprised of himself at that current moment, would form a Ne'Ru. As such he had asked Darth Ferus to meet him on Iridonia, his home world, near to the place where he, Xavka Duquo, had been born into the Uiging Clan as he hoped to be born again into a Ne'Ru.
Sighing, Xavka lowered himself from his standing position to sit while running his single hand through his hair, mindful of his Orat, his Horns. He had been waiting for a good few days now, admittedly that was by his own fault as he had come early in an attempt to catch even a single glimpse of his old Clan, knowing that it would heal some wound within him but also tearing a new one within him. He had not seen them, nor had he sensed any beings nearby him, and as such he had been sitting alone for the past three days. He was definitely looking forwards to seeing Darth Ferus as he would be the only contact he would of had in the past while.
[member="Darth Ferus"]
After his extended absence the Nath I'Ayuride, the Iridonian Death Rights, had been done in his name and he had been declared dead to his Clan. While he was still a Kep Het Uiging, Son Of Uiging, and he always would be, he no longer had a Clan as, once declared dead, you were no longer a member of the Clan.
When he had realised this, Xavka had felt crushed, devastated. For so long the Clan had been a part of his life, it had even been something that his attentions had revolved after he had been declared an adult after managing to pass the Res'Selenoren and gained independence, nearly all of his life the majority of his focus had been on learning how to benefit the Clan in all of his attempts. To learn that he was no longer a member had torn a whole in his very being, something that come so very close to destroying him and all that made Xavka Xavka, something that had not even been accomplished with the constant, weeks long torture he had endured during slavery which had ended up taking his sight in his right eye from him.
However, when he had encountered a fellow Iridonian, a spark of hope had flickered into life within his mind bringing with it an idea. He had heard about Ne'Run, New Clans that were usually formed under two conditions. The first was that a mated pair left their Clans and formed a new one with them as the progenitors of it, an, admittedly rare occurrence. While the first was not common, the second was more so, those that were declared without honour and expelled from there Clans would group together to form one of there own. More often than not, local Clans would attack and eradicate the Ne'Ru so that the Clan would never grow. However, what Xavka was seeking was a third way of Ne'Ru. One created through an agreement between he and Darth Ferus where both of their bloodlines, even if his was only comprised of himself at that current moment, would form a Ne'Ru. As such he had asked Darth Ferus to meet him on Iridonia, his home world, near to the place where he, Xavka Duquo, had been born into the Uiging Clan as he hoped to be born again into a Ne'Ru.
Sighing, Xavka lowered himself from his standing position to sit while running his single hand through his hair, mindful of his Orat, his Horns. He had been waiting for a good few days now, admittedly that was by his own fault as he had come early in an attempt to catch even a single glimpse of his old Clan, knowing that it would heal some wound within him but also tearing a new one within him. He had not seen them, nor had he sensed any beings nearby him, and as such he had been sitting alone for the past three days. He was definitely looking forwards to seeing Darth Ferus as he would be the only contact he would of had in the past while.
[member="Darth Ferus"]