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It seemed not even the self-proclaimed Dark Lord knew the actual irrelevance of Rhen Var. A planet that became the dueling ground of Dark Lords not because it had any meaning to the Sith Order, but because years ago a non-force sensitive Dark Lord had been the planet's Moff. It should be a painful reminder of how the Sith allowed themselves to be ruled over by an impostor, one that the Emperor himself had to dispose because others had been too weak. The Governor of Coruscant had fought Sith Marauders while in service of the Republic and while he was eventually beaten and re-educated by the Empire, his memories had remained intact even though his body had since aged and lost the fitness of a military man functioning in operational capacity. He knew what the Force could do in a battle, but he didn't care to be frightened.
Some had said it was pathetic that no one from the Sith Order had dared to challenge Darth Ruin to dismiss the latter's ridiculous claim, but none of them including Ruin himself were privy to higher level Imperial intelligence. The truth was that Ruin would not survive the month, regardless of how he fared on Rhen Var, for there were many challengers waiting in line. A HoloNet address to interfere with programming throughout Sith Space was a thing not easily accomplished, for most communication lines outside of the Galactic Core were dependent on Imperial beacons that could not be hacked at a distance. The Insurgency had managed to get through for a single minute before getting cut off. Sey didn't know how upstarts like Ruin or Fenris were able to make these transmission from the Outer Rim, something he guessed wouldn't be possible for another thousand years still. "Moff DeWitt,"
Sey turned to the military attaché from Echo Company, "He's on his way." The attaché nodded, "Should be any moment now." The stands of the Rhen Var arena were empty and the skies above showed no Imperial ships of war in orbit. Neither the Moff of Coruscant nor the self-proclaimed Dark Lord of the Sith held enough traction within the Empire to warrant an audience. Sey knew that not even the Emperor would be watching, for he was looking at Ziost instead. Inside the arena stood just attaché and the Moff in his [surl=http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/sith-empire-technology.64216/#post-1323657]Redoubt-class Armor[/surl]. A [surl=http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/kageb%C5%8D.64612/]Kagebo Mag-Staff[/surl] was separated into the parts and fastened to his back, just above the lightsaber he had taken from a fallen Sith on Bandomeer. He held a [surl=http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/systech-aural-blaster.72950/]Systech Aural Blaster[/surl] and a [surl=http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/sp-30-suppressed-blaster-pistol.74502/]SP-30[/surl] in his hands, but hadn't cared about bringing extra magazines. He expected the Sith to be a coward and refuse to take him on in close quarter combat, in which case a rifle wouldn't make any difference.
A snowstorm was developing around them and the sub-zero temperature was already beginning to get through the Redoubt armor to chill Sey's toes and limbs. Darth Ruin better not be late.
@Apollyon
Some had said it was pathetic that no one from the Sith Order had dared to challenge Darth Ruin to dismiss the latter's ridiculous claim, but none of them including Ruin himself were privy to higher level Imperial intelligence. The truth was that Ruin would not survive the month, regardless of how he fared on Rhen Var, for there were many challengers waiting in line. A HoloNet address to interfere with programming throughout Sith Space was a thing not easily accomplished, for most communication lines outside of the Galactic Core were dependent on Imperial beacons that could not be hacked at a distance. The Insurgency had managed to get through for a single minute before getting cut off. Sey didn't know how upstarts like Ruin or Fenris were able to make these transmission from the Outer Rim, something he guessed wouldn't be possible for another thousand years still. "Moff DeWitt,"
Sey turned to the military attaché from Echo Company, "He's on his way." The attaché nodded, "Should be any moment now." The stands of the Rhen Var arena were empty and the skies above showed no Imperial ships of war in orbit. Neither the Moff of Coruscant nor the self-proclaimed Dark Lord of the Sith held enough traction within the Empire to warrant an audience. Sey knew that not even the Emperor would be watching, for he was looking at Ziost instead. Inside the arena stood just attaché and the Moff in his [surl=http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/sith-empire-technology.64216/#post-1323657]Redoubt-class Armor[/surl]. A [surl=http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/kageb%C5%8D.64612/]Kagebo Mag-Staff[/surl] was separated into the parts and fastened to his back, just above the lightsaber he had taken from a fallen Sith on Bandomeer. He held a [surl=http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/systech-aural-blaster.72950/]Systech Aural Blaster[/surl] and a [surl=http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/sp-30-suppressed-blaster-pistol.74502/]SP-30[/surl] in his hands, but hadn't cared about bringing extra magazines. He expected the Sith to be a coward and refuse to take him on in close quarter combat, in which case a rifle wouldn't make any difference.
A snowstorm was developing around them and the sub-zero temperature was already beginning to get through the Redoubt armor to chill Sey's toes and limbs. Darth Ruin better not be late.
@Apollyon