Recent content by Nicolae Locke

The girl's hinges were coming off. Not quickly, but they were coming. Nicolae could sense the light flickering in her. She wanted to free herself of her bonds, but her own self-doubt was holding her back. Silently, he cursed the Jedi Order. He could not hate the Jedi as his brethren did...

They were coming through. The abominations set loose by Malacia's cult. But, even then, Nicolae's cool demeanor didn't collapse. He could sense her doubt. It crawled through her veins like a slow poison. She was on the edge of turning, of letting him in. She just needed a little push. He didn't...

And, just like that, he'd won. Her fear had overtaken her. She was putty, and all that was left to do was to mold her to his liking. And he did want to mold her. At first, it had just been a game, born from his desire to see Force users survive and a genuine boredom with Darth Malicia's...

It had taken her longer than he had expected to uncover his identity, but he was unperturbed by her discovery. Eventually, she would have had to find out. He took a single step closer to her, in spite of her raised lightsaber. Then another. And then another, allowing his confidence to carry him...

"Are you?" The curtain of shadows around them lifted, and there was light once more. Nicolae stood on the fringes of the room, pacing around the dead like a lion observing a kill. One of the cultists was still alive. Just barely, but enough to groan and drag himself across the floor. Nicolae...

Nicolae elected not to answer her questions. Not at first. Questions left unanswered bred uncertainty, and uncertainty bred fear. Fear that could be manipulated. The brilliant blue of the Jedi's lightsaber was the only light in the room as Nicolae's spell crushed the cultists in darkness. In...

"It's only marginally better underground, I'm afraid," Nicolae replied. "This is a Sith facility. But I'm sure you and your friends were aware of that when you came here." Your dead friends. He turned and took in the face of the woman he'd saved. Her skin was smooth, without blemish, like the...

The turbolift swished open in time for Nicolae to catch the light show. The lift had indeed brought him to the surface. Another cliff, another part of the underground compound protruding from it. But for all its familiarity, it was a scene with different characters. Up ahead, a girl with a lit...

The abominations were everywhere. Where did Malicia's sheep even get this many? The power to create them had been lost to the Sith for centuries, so he knew they weren't making them. And yet, these batlike creatures were hardly the work of a master Sith magician. They died too easily. Nicolae...

He had them on the run. The fear was thick in the air, like the iron smell of blood after a battle. The flock had remained strong after the lights went out, clinging to the hope that the rumors from Dromund Kaas were not true. That their Mother was coming to rescue them, to burn out the...

"You can't do this," strangled a hooded member of Malicia's flock, one of the unfortunate few to be near the door when he entered. "When Mother learns..." The ghost of a smile tugged at Nicolae's lips. All his life, he had been told what he could not do. His father was keen to remind him of his...

Eadu was every bit the dank shitstain Nicolae had heard it was. Clusters of dense thunderstorms tore across the planet's stratosphere, wreathing it in shadows broken only by the occasional flash of lightning. Yet even in the storm's harsh lashes, he didn't flinch. He stared down at the little...

"You are a very interesting woman, Vale," Nicolae said, sipping again at his drink. He never once lifted his gaze from her. "And I am interested in this change you want to bring to the galaxy. I too seek change." But perhaps not the kind you seek. She was right, of course. Broken Jedi did...

"The honor is mine... Vale, was it?" Nicolae asked. "Welcome to Dromund Kaas. My name is Nicolae. Shall we?" He motioned to the doors to his chambers. They were nothing to gawk at. Sith had to earn wealth, and he was only recently made a Marauder. It would take time to amass enough power to...

Nicolae removed his blade from the back of a cultist who had seen the massacre and tried to flee. Another two made for the doors and the Sith magician raised his hand and held them shut with the Force. He saber cut cleanly through their backs with a single stroke. All around him, death and chaos...