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Meanwhile, Aerak Medus had just finished with his own efforts on Ilum. Three Jedi dead. A blow to the order. He'd just dropped off the two lightsabers he'd acquired, in promise of a "reward". He'd also finished speaking with Wes Thul Drast, his companion on his last mission. The man was...

Aerak almost smiled at the compliment. Almost. The two had accomplished a great deal of things today. Notably, the death of three Jedi would be a crippling blow to the fledgling order. And they had fought well together. Playing off of each other’s strengths and accomplishing a feat no lone Sith...

Aerak watched as Wes expertly ran across the cavern wall, carefully landing behind the Jedi. The two crossed sabers once more, the briefest of duels. When they pulled away, Wes bore another wound. Aerak swore. Just how much longer would this battle continue? As it happened, not much longer...

Now, it was Aerak's turn to be impressed. Wes charged into the frey with such ferocity and skill, his lightsaber rising to counter and return any hit thrown his way. The young acolyte was quick to join his companion, stepping beside Wes and engaging the man's second blade. Yet even with the two...

Well, it would appear there were Jedi after all. Aerak tensed. Whilst they didn't look like the biggest threat, these were still Jedi. Totally extinct, until a few weeks ago. Who knew how long they'd been training in the shadows? Months? Years? They knew almost nothing of their returned foes...

A short distance away, Aerak was sharing similar thoughts to Shikari. Namely, Hutt Space. The whole system was approaching open rebellion. Although he'd participated in efforts to help reduce the pirate presence there, he had a feeling it wouldn't be enough. And now he was being called away on...

Unlike his companion, Aerak was a little more used to this awful climate. Korriban was a cold, dry and desolate homeworld. Whilst he wasn't quite used to the snows, he found he could tolerate the icy winds. Still, he had better things to be doing with his time. When the request for hunting...

What is going to happen in your plot? To continue proving himself to the Imperial Republica, Aerak decides to seek out a Sith Holocron, in hopes of earning both prestige and new power. What other players will be a part of this? @Nefieslab @Faded Truth Where are all the places (if more than...

Nodding to Wes' command, Aerak gave the pirates one last goodbye by throwing his saber through the anti-infantry cannon. It collapsed to the ground, exploding. He called his lightsaber back with a flick of his hand, before delving deeper into the shipyard. Through a tight corridor of steel beams...

Having finally spotted his companion, seemingly about to kiss some human, Aerak moved in. He pulled his hood a little tighter, making sure to avoid the man he'd annoyed earlier. The acolyte moved in behind Saric's new friend, stopping a short distance away. Perhaps he knew something relevant to...

OoC: Dice for above post. @vamp

Aerak soon joined his companion, one of his arms somewhat limp at his side. He'd had worse, but the burning was never a pleasant experience. The sounds of blaster bolts rang out throughout the facility for a few moments more, before falling to silence, only broken by the odd laser. The ambush...

Nodding to himself, Aerak quickly pulled the second body away to his own position, taking care to keep it low to the ground. That would give them a few more minutes, before they realized their comrades hadn't gone off for a smoke break. He moved as swiftly as a man of his stature could, rushing...

For a long, long moment, Aerak glared at holodisk in his hand. He wasn't on Courscant right now, so he didn't have the chance to experience the reaction among the crowds. The shock and the fear. The amusement and the anger. The comments of the Force-sensitives and the Forceless. Or, to put it...

Aerak departed the main building, throwing his hood on. A light rain had begun to dust the courtyard. This whole situation wouldn't easily be fixed. Nor did they have the rare luxury that was time. He made his way across the courtyard, to the landing pad where he'd parked his ship. If he made it...