Recent content by Cyrus Anvari

Quite suddenly it seemed the interloper's situation had severely degraded. In the midst of a defense against two Sith he'd failed to notice the binding tendrils of Ceryx, preventing his follow up strike and defense after the downward cut. His limbs were pulled back and away, sharply removed from...

Wolfgang gave the door guard a polite little nod and slipped his invitation back into an inside coat pocket. He guided his plus one and Bri Valentia behind him into the main halls of the manor, eyes idly looking around the open space. It was certainly nicer inside than the polluted, smog-filled...

The interloper was persistent in trying to keep manipulating the air in his person space, which meant Wolfgang maintained his own denial instead of launching the flames at all. Instead he stepped forward with his left foot intending to wield his blade if the other one was going to focus on the...

Midway through his speaking, the interloper Sith (@Aurius ) raised his hand and began to focus the Force in his direction, trying to do something or other around his head. Wolfgang couldn't speak for his companion, but this was certainly no surprise to him. He'd been suspicious since the first...

Oh my, a Sith with manners. How delightfully unexpected. Wolfgang snapped his fingers, his Viper droids planting themselves firmly on either side of the landing ramp of the Deliverance to act as sentries. He'd arranged several things in advance for this little endeavor of Demolly's, small...

The Guavian soldiers notably did not lower their weapons. In fact, they barely moved, their cybernetic limbs unnaturally still, each Ember guard sighted in and ready in case the Ember guards so much as twitched the wrong way. More machine than man, the soldiers followed their orders. If the...

Wolfgang had quickly decided he had a love-hate relationship with Malastare. As he looked out over the dull landscape of the world from the wide windows of the Deliverance, his thoughts turned to the natives. Dugs, a species adapted the above-average gravity of their filthy little planet and...

Naturally, Wolfgang took notice of the unfamiliar ship that circled down along with the Deliverance. He had not been given prior notice of this ship joining them on this errand. The vessel gave off a Sith signal, but that didn't mean they weren't a potential threat or other problem, considering...

Wolfgang tilted his head slightly as Varek spoke of something that certainly did resemble a plan. Or at least the framework of one. It would certainly depend on how organized this rabble of uppity peasant-folk actually was, but unless this was a particularly terrible example of a worker's strike...

Wolfgang looked around the close quarters of the cargo container from behind his mask, mentally going through a checklist of sorts. It'd become something of a game any time a number of Sith were gathered in one place. "Subtle" threats was already ticked off from the look of things, though he was...

As it turned out, 'when the time comes' was rather soon, coincidentally some time before the rescue team would arrive. Wolfgang was no stranger to the criminal underworld, nor to working with other Sith for the sake of profit and power. He may even have had contact with this particular gang of...

After the chaos on Nar Shaddaa caused by the swarms of walking dead under the command of the pale gentleman, the Flood, Hutt business on the smuggler's moon had been significantly disrupted. Though many of the dead had fallen upon eachother in the aftermath, roving bands of hungry corpses still...

What a shame. It seemed their little game was ending early. The massive ship shook, breaking the lack and sending the combatants in opposite directions, the corridor seeming to twist as the vessel correct orientation was violently lost. Wolfgang slid back and left in the direction gravity was...

"Very well," he replied simply on his approach, lightsaber rising up into a straight guard with the tip pointed forward toward the Zeltron, fingers down and blade parallel to the ground. He settled into his proper stance and footwork as the combatants approached melee range, right foot and side...

Excellent, the man had basic manners. What a nice change of pace. Wolfgang nodded slightly in reply to Varek's returned greeting and brief introduction, moving up to the edge of the roof beside him to peer over the side. A collection of rabble by the look of things, whipped into a frenzy by...