Rule of Two

[Lord Kavar]

8-)ooc: Thought i'd try to take a stab at it. i didnt know if you wanted Kavar to find sal now or already have her...so let me know and i'll make changes accordingly. This is my first in a while so don't judge me too harshly. hehe

Thurra system
Esstan Sector
Outer rim Territories

A lone shuttle made its way into the system of Thurra.It wasnt long after penetrating the atmosphere of the planet Thule that the planets obsidian mountaintops tore through the dark thunderhead and came into view. The rocky outcroppings which broke the plains were charred black from being hit by such lightning storms. This charred, charged, rock also served as a form of sustenance for unusual, bioluminescent moss that made the rocks glow with an eerie light.The approaching shuttle weavied in between the treacherous jagged peaks, delving deeper into the dark mountains.

Knowing crimson eyes observed the landscape with a hunger, as if the mountains held something from them. The taint in these mountains was not easy to ignore. Much had trasnpired here throughout the course of history. This was part of Xim's empire, part of the Great Hyperspace War, The Great Sith War, and part of Revan's empire. The system fell from one hand of power into another throughout history until finally command had been restored to where it belonged.

The shuttle circuled a small opening deep within the mountain pass. What dwelled within the opening was the mouth of a cave structure. As the shuttle touched down, many dark figures clad in black armour seemingly krept out of the cave like shadows to greet the shuttle.


Captain Des Friknann (Untrained force sensative)
Ex Imperial Navy
Sith infatuist and Pilot to the Dark Lord
Kavar's Ship Ambition

Captain Des Firknann unstrapped himself from the pilot seat of the sith vessel, Ambition. He was a stout, muscular man about 33 years of age. He had close cropped black hair and adorned Cortosis Armour.(rumored to be able to stand up to anything, including a lightsaber blade) Des quickly assesed a shuttle diagnostic. The vessel seemed to be in good order and all systems were green. As soon as he had finished up, he tucked his vibrosword to the side so that he could stand up. The Dark Lord sure knows how to pick them. he thought to himself as he walked toward his master's quarters. There is something dark about this place that makes me feel.... on edge. not that he minded ofcourse. It was something you get used to hauling the most powerful being in the galaxy from system to system. But there is something here....bah rubbish. he discarded his thoughts as he entered the code to the Dark Lord's quarters. With a whoosh the door opened to reveal the extravagant and ornate chamber. The walls were filled with obsidian and marble carvings of sith history. It was hard not to stare at them. He himself longed to be trained in any of his master's academys. The throne-like chair at the end of the room where Kavar should be was empty. The Captain instinctively move past the throne to the door at the end of the room and activated the communicator.



The Dark Lord himself sat in that very chamber deep in his thoughts.His surroundings consisted of talons filled with texts from the ancient sith masters carved into the obsidian stone. (Think of the mariluka in kotor 2) He had come here to one of his three academies(This one for sith assasins. Trained in the force only in stealth. More on these later) for inspection....and for something more. He had centered himself in the his meditation chamber to focus on his studies. He felt what the planet kept hidden from him. He could sense it, but the power of this place had hiddent it from him. He longed to learn from it's secrets. Yes, even now the dark lord was still yearning for the lost secrets of the dark side. He wished to connect himself with this system. The planet has vast amounts of dark energy, and he would bond with it and command it as his own. Kavar called on the force. At first he felt a faint heat, but as he drew even more into his well of power that heat became a raging inferno. There was nothing else between him and his goal. After what seemed like days Kavar broke his trance and found himself sweating profusely. He was not surprised,however. Content with his results, he stood and reached for his cloak. The Captain was coming.


"My Lord, we have arrived at Hoctu's Temple. The head of the assasin academy Pernicar awaits you."

As soon as Captain Friknann stopped speaking the door whooshed open and standing in the doorway was the Sith Lord. The captain didn't speak but simply turned and led on. Kavar followed the captian until they reached the ramp, then the captain stopped and bowed beaconing him toward the figure dressed in the violet and gold robes. Kavar paid Des no attention but continued down the loading ramp toward the figure. As he did so the assasins in black armor as well as Pernicar bowed. He raised up as Kavar approached.

"I trust you did not fail me Pernicar." Kavar searched the eyes of the academy's head.

"No milord. Everything is in order..as promised." Pernicar said beconing the Sith toward the dimly lit tunnel. He thought he saw a twisted smile cross his master's face.

"Good." Soon...how very soon. he thought to himself. "Where is my apprentice?"

As they descended into the tunnel the battlements of a burried temple/fortress came into view.


"She should be arriving within the next few days milord."

Kavar simply nodded in approvement and made his way into the academy.

[Sal Kildor]

Unknown Location
Somewhere in Mid Rim

Sal Kildor was curled up in a ball in a dark, damp box. She did not know where she was, or how long it had been since she had been poisoned. The hours of being stored in these horrible conditions was bearing into her mind. The pain streaking across her spine was a testament to the horrid conditions, where there was no light, little air and a stench she had not bore witness to in the past. Another gruelling factor was the immense headache she had been suffering from the effects of the poison. She did not know who had been out to kill her, but in her mind, she believed that the poison had not gone to plan. With her being able to overcome the poison, she had guessed that her kidnappers were unprepared to be taking her alive, hence the first chance she had of exiting the sealed container, she would strike at them. At least that was the plan, but she would probably have little chance of knowing when they were about to give her the chance, hence she would have to be on her guard.

She had been sleeping in the moments before the container was opened, so it took her a while to come to her senses. She felt her body partially fall out of the container as one of the people holding her kicked the container onto it's side. Within moments she felt what seemed to be two people grabbing her arms and dragging her across the floor, fully out of the container and onto her feet. Looking around while she had the chance, her eyes painful tried to adjust to the bright lights around her. She saw the two blurry shapes beside her, of those holding her and another behind her. It took at least ten seconds in her mind before her eyes was clear enough to pick up more details, but that was all she needed. With one quick spin she broke free of the hold and with an excellent opportunity, she grabbed an arm, twisted it and kicked high with her leg. She heard the crack before her foot stamped firmly on the ground again and while spinning towards the other two opponents, she got into her usual defensive stance. Her body was facing to her left, slightly off from her attackers, while her right arm was shaped in a 'V' to cover the section of her body most vulnerable and her left hand was ready to grab or strike by her side. She knew she was up against experts when her immediate threat covered their sides as they attacked with a jab. Her feet instinctively took her to the side to evade the jab and she grabbed onto the arm with both hands. Now with her attacker's back within reach, she firmly kicked the assailant twice before twisting his arm and swiping his legs. The next attacker this time attempted to punch more than grab, which was something Sal easily predicted and countered, by deflecting the fist to her side, grabbing the attacker's collarbone and swiping with her foot yet again. This time however, the grip of her hand on the collarbone and another on the wrist allowed a controlled fall, where this time a she, hit the floor with a thud. Dropping herself to follow the falling body, her kneecap was angled to hit the ribs and she then perfectly followed up with a punch to the throat. This woman who was dressed in a uniform more than black clothing was now firmly out of the fight, choking and gasping for air (Twist, Grab, Sweep, Knee and Throat demonstration).

[Lord Kavar]

*Three days later*

Hectu's Temple was an elegant, never-ending, abyss. The halls wound and delved ever deeper into the mountain it was carved from. This ancient and historical temple functioned as an academy in the Dark Lord's upstart empire and acted as one of three academies that trained force sensitives into different paths of the dark side. The hallways were elegantly decorated with ancient tapestries and orbalesks of the historical sith order.


Kavar was sitting in the academy's archives. He had forbade anyone to bother him while he consulted his newest infatuation. He doubted he would have to worry with anyone bothering him anyway, he was the lowest room on the lowest level of the temple. The archives were vast with old relics of the ancient sith order. Statues and busts of the ancients adorned the dimly lit hallways.


Kavar had personally seen to it that every known piece of sith history was brought to one of his temples for observation. Copys were then made and transformed into holo records (like the jedi temple but probably red colored instead of blue) and distributed to the temples on Ziost, Roon, and Korriban as well. It was important the the sith order know their history..to be able to learn the power of the old masters, yet learn from their mistakes. The more powerful relics, however, remianed in the dark lord's personal possesion. (havent decided where it is yet)

His orange eyes pierced the traingular trinket that was set before him.

This ancient artifact was but a small piece of the quest that he had sent Pernicar to carry out. Pernicar was swift and cunning in his search, but this was to be expected. The headmaster was one of his most highly trained sith adepts, and one of the top candidates for apprenticeship sp? should his apprentice fail him on her lastest quest.

The holocron that sat before him was created by the same sith who oversaw the building of this temple. It's creater was non other than Darth Hectu herself. Soon it's secrets would be his, and he would be able to summon to him an army greater than ever recorded.

Kavar had sent Pernicar to retrieve artifacts that could change the face of the galaxy, and he had succeeded....but he wondered...could his young apprentice do the same?

[Lord Kavar]

ooc: you need me to add more info? i can if you need it for your next post

[Sal Kildor]

OOC: Yeah sorry about that, I wasn't sure how to continue. Could you in your next post give me an idea of what Sal could pick up as her surroundings? I wasn't sure if you was going to use the guards to subdue her again or let me kind of uncover where she is and how far from you kinda thing.

[Lord Kavar]

Ooc:I'm a bit confuse. Is she on a ship or in a systgem?