Long walk home

[Roman Antilles (TL8)]

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Dathomir, Local time: 1734 pm

Vile Darkness had its limit, after all, beyond a certain point it became nothing but senseless cruelty. The sith was not known for his sympathy and had even demonstrated periods of murderous rage in the past. Though, he knew doing this would be the right thing. Especially after everything the order had been through, perhaps the nightsisters did have their uses.

The village was likely warded off against intruders and everyone knew that a single male approaching into such a center would be suicide. Roman however, showed no hesitation in his demeanor as his armored form advanced towards the epicenter. Surely his presence would raise eyebrows as well as certain hostility from the sisters, perhaps even death if he were to stir this the wrong way. Seemingly, it was as if he didn't care.

How could that be?

He knew they wanted something he had, something which belonged to them and was now finally being returned. The Sith arrived, red orbs glancing through the slits in his terrifying helm as his left hand held onto what appeared to be a series of parallel chains. The collar was placed around the neck of his prisoner, who seemingly had a dark black cloth concealing the figure. It ruffled and moved but as of yet, made no noises, almost as if it was subdued into obedience by its Sith captor.

His head rotated on a swivel before speaking and addressing those that came to face him.."Greetings...sisters"

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[Eithni Vala Stark]

Whether Roman had felt his stalkers follow him through the thick jungle-like forest, watching him and judging on what he was going to do. However, it quickly became apparent the Sith was heading towards the Clan Village. Before Roman would get close to the Nightsister village, was the Sith surrounded by a group of women, all armed with energy bows, spears and vibroblades. An older woman stood to Roman's front with a spear pointed at the Sith. "Your kind isn't welcomed here stranger, leave or face our wrath" warned and threaten the older woman with an aggressive stance.

All the women were wearing a varying degree of very light attire, all in different colours. It was very apparent that unlike Roman's armoured appearance, wore the Nightsisters very little protection in terms of armour. The Nightsisters the armoured Sith was greeted by, was the sentries of the village, which was quite obvious as they kept him from getting the village.

Just by counting, was Roman surrounded by five Nightsisters, however, there could easily be hiding more in the surrounding tree, hiding among the shadows. None of the Sisters around Roman fired or attack, but was very much ready to strike him down if he didn't follow their warning and threat. Somewhere, in the shadows up in one of the threes, sat Eithni along with Kalanda and had used the day to relax in the shadows. That was before Roman arrived and he caught the attention of the Nightsister girl and her friend, or Eithni would have mentioned to Kalanda that something was incoming. Hiding her presence in the force as she sat in the trees, Eithni turned to Kalanda, "another of your kind? The elders aren't going to be happy" whispered the Eithni and wanted to creep closer, to get a better look at this stranger without being noticed for getting too close.

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[Kalanda Tishire]

Kalanda felt rather drained. The recent events had taken a toll on the woman, and frankly the only person she wanted to be near was Eithni. Her mood was more sour than usual, not even the sternest of tickles from Eithni could keep a smile upon her face it seemed. Memories of Ilum played across her mind, like watching an old holofilm that slowly burned it's footage away until there was nothing left. Kalanda's senses were not attuned to what was occurring outside, rather just being focused on Eithni and the bit of nature that surrounded them. She could only wonder what her future would be, where she would go from here.

Eithni was...just about all she had left. Eithni's words snap her out of the daze, as the Sith looked to the girl with a bit of curiosity. "Another one of my kind?" Kalanda asked, before it clicked with her. Sighing, the Sith laid her head back against the tree. "Hopefully they kill him and be done with it." Kalanda muttered, before seeing Eithni try and sneak a peak. With a weary expression, Kalanda would follow the little witch, wanting to ensure she didn't find trouble once again. That girl was nothing but trouble sometimes, but...maybe that's what drove Kalanda towards her so much.

@Raven_41 @Faded

 

[Roman Antilles (TL8)]

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Roman glanced at the several bodies gathered around him, creating an almost shield like appearance to prevent him from entering further into the village. It was amusing to say the least though the powerful acolyte was not hesitant in any manner, his posture denoting an underlying confidence which was difficult to dispel. Armored form tilted his head in an wayward angle, almost as if he stared at the those opposing him with a mild look of curiosity before beginning to chuckle with mild annoyance.

"No need for unpleasantries...Tell the Matron, I have something that belongs to her and shall be returned..." He said, his hand gently rubbing over the masked head of the captive he had brought with him. The creature's body shivering and almost squirming against the Sith's touch. Roman looked back towards the defenders once more, sulfur orbs glaring deeply at them as he almost wished to anticipate their next move.

Would dialogue be enough? Or would have have to utilize his blade here?

@Algarus @Raven_41