Recent content by Sol Kenuk

The silence of the stars was deafening. The darkness of the void was akin to drowning beneath dark waves. The hiss of the shuttle appears to be the Sith's only companion in these final and fleeting moments of lucidity. All that he felt was rage, an uncontrolled and burning fury akin to the...

He knows this void. He knows this sensation of cold, and this choking darkness. He knows the aching of corruption crawling beneath his skin. But perhaps more than anything, he recognizes the feeling of falling. A sickness creeps through his veins to crystallize within his thoughts. For a time...

The Kel'dor wasn't entirely sure what had happened, but what he did know was simple enough. Altair had been injured, and quite badly at that. Ever since that barbaric Zabrak, Draugr, had taken it upon himself to kill Sol's mutant rat, the Kel'dor had been working on a replacement. Not through...

He really wouldn't have normally made an address to some sensationalized Tabloid. Sol doesn't care about the distrust toward the Sith, or the Empire. In a way, the rest of the galaxy had a right to discount what they had learned from the Kel'dor. It was coming from a face they had never seen...

The boy that was once a Jedi had changed, Kyo was gone, in spirit and in voice, just as Sol had been wiped away all those years ago. The shard of the Kel'dor's past was akin to a ghost, and perhaps that was why he had tried so hard to corrupt it. If any remnant remained that was of the light...

Talons grip the datapad lightly as the Sith peers over the device, listening quietly as Caerllion went on to explain his findings. A disgruntled Ore-Duke was certainly interesting, and wealthy enough to hire or otherwise bribe someone into working as their assassin against the elderly Queen...

Perhaps Sol was paranoid, but the two Weequay were far too easy to win over. Few questions had been asked, and no verifications into the ID of the two apparently named Solas and Carl. To the average individuals, this lack of presentation might have been easily ignored. Sol is not so easily...

The Kel'dor's eyes hover silently upon the other man, judgmental and cold, piercing like the blade of a knife. A single slip up would be enough to doom the other for eternity, but for now, Nox had earned some respite from Sol's bitter wrath. The presence of the other was a weight that even the...

The shuttle is quiet as the Kel'dor pilots it into the atmosphere with a quiet hiss of it's engines. Sol had been careful to avoid gathering too much attention as they sliced through Free Worlds space with little regard for the fact that the presence of Sith was unwelcome. The Kel'dor had no...

He could sense it, the light, crackling within the Initiate like a dying blaze, embers that shimmered with a weakening glow, stubbornly clinging to the boy's spirit in a moment of pure desperation. Trauma cuts through the soul, bleeds the mind with sensations of hopelessness, of grief, and loss...

As Caerllion searched on his datapad, Sol was still swimming through the currents of the surrounding force, his focus shifting down the various halls and through each room that dotted the palace grounds. He can sense a surge of life in the servant's quarters, and as he peered at the location...

With The Miralukan in the lead, the Kel'dor is quite confident that they'll find what remained of the half constructed Academy, even sunken into the mud and murk as it might have been. Insects buzzed around his frame, snakes, frogs, and lizards flitting about the damp undergrowth as thick mist...

Behind his mask, the slightest hint of a smile ghosts across his maw. The Cyber-Cat was present for a few reasons, other than the fact that it was rather cute, of course. How many would look at a man with a cat droid and suspect him of being a Sith? Better still, the charm of the mechanical...

Sol steps into the guest quarters as Nireena finally leaves the two Sith to themselves. The Kel'dor found his eyes roaming the interior, from the colorful beds to the polished windows. It was a comfortable temperature, and the smell that hung in the air was rather homely, like apple and...

With everything settled with a nod, Sol prepares for the fight that would come, all but beckoning for Imani's first strike with a rare, conniving smile. His eyes glisten like firelight as he observes the woman's every move, both physically, and through the mind's eye of the force itself. The...