Marf
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The rich sound of a bell echoed from the city across the hills. Morning dew clung to the blades of grass in the field on the outskirts of the city of Theed. The sun rose over Naboo and still the battle raged on. Yet in this serene little patch of green dotted with trees, the air was remarkably peaceful despite the carnage which occurred not so far away. It was a suitable spot Lord Kadmus had picked, to speak without fear of interruption, at least for a while. Satsuki Tora knew that as long as she were in pursuit, there would be no rest.
Two Jedi Knights had successfully held Satoryu back for the time being and the fighting in city streets would provide further obstacles and allow more time for Satsuki and Kadmus to talk. However, Satsu was not the impulsive youth she had been once and she had not proceeded without calling for backup. Old friends had come to join her in her direst hour. Factional differences had been disregarded. There were no accusations of treachery or political allegiance, only a group of people who wanted to help a friend. In this time and era, the galaxy did not need factional barriers. It needed hope.
Lord Kadmus was perched on a tree stump in the middle of the field having a cigarette, presumably to relieve any stress he was harbouring beneath his blasé demeanour. The hems of his layers of violet robes and juban were damp from the grass. His posture was immaculate, legs crossed, pedestal slippers adorning his feet. The sight of him irritated Satsuki and almost aroused envy within her. The world around him had gone mad, Sith pillaged and raped the city of Theed just over the hills, and here he was looking positively contained, but Satsuki's attention was drawn to somebody else.
The Sith Warrior turned Rebel soldier stood a few metres away from the former Sith Lord, she wore her signature yukitora armour and was turned to face the trees. Ivaris Kyuul, her old friend from her days in Sith emerged, she would soon be followed by Sin'ryk Naleesh. Mila Fay would also be coming, a Sith whom Satsuki had personally recruited when she had been an Acolyte. She had requested the aid of the Acolyte, the Crusader and the Master individually. Whether they had come together or made their own separate ways Satsuki did not know, but she was eternally thankful for their presence.
"Sin'ryk... Thankyou."
Excessive exposure to the arcane arts had taken it's toll on Sin'ryk, he was no longer the lovely bishōnen he once was.
"It would be great to chat and all, but I don't know how much time we have. This gentlemen here is Sigmund Kadmus, former Arcanist of the Sith Order. He knew my sister when she was a kid."
Kadmus remained on his stump and smoked the remainder of his cigarette.
"If leeches ate peaches instead of my blood, then I would be free to drink tea in the mud."
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