Recent content by Sythe

Sythe sat there for a moment. He could feel Alastair pulling the force around him... and so he did the same. He didn’t budge, yet, but he was prepared for anything that could possibly happen. The worst part was that Alastair was talking about the light side... as if it was something even...

Sythe smiled as Alastair let out a rare burst of anger. It wasn't normal for the usual calm and collected sorcerer to display the torment that was raging in his heart and Sythe took advantage of it. He simply watched his friend lose his temper and answered in his usual "non-caring" tone. "You...

Sythe stumbled backwards as the second bolt from the Jedi's blaster hit him square in the chest. He had done pretty well up to that point in the battle, but at the last second, didn't realize just what kind of weapon the Jedi had... As the pain ripped through his body, he fell to his knees. The...

Sythe paused for a moment. He wasn't sure what Alastair was referring to yet. The Dark Side was all they knew, it gave them their purpose, their drive, and their power. To look for something "more" would seem in his mind, treasonous. But Alastair knew better right? "What do you mean by more...

Sythe studied his friend for a moment. He was being overly serious for some weird reason... "If you are tired, go to sleep." he said nonchalantly. His response was more from wanting Alastair to "get to the point" and stop hemming and hawing. He knew if Alastair could, he would talk and talk...

Sythe walked up to the entrance to the manor. The front door, he noticed, had finally been set right and now actually opened and shut properly. An improvement for sure. He didn’t bother knocking, he wasn’t expected to, instead he just let himself in and headed through the hallway to the...

Sythe watched as his force attack connected with the Droid, but his greater prize would be the scalp of a Jedi. His piercing eyes shifted towards the opponent wielding the green lightsaber and Sythe dashed towards him to close the distance. His yellow eyes focused on the Jedi's movement, he saw...

Sythe turned slowly around when the other man entered the shop. He hated that there was now another person there, but figured this is how shops like this worked. He made no movements toward his weapons, but could get to them in the blink of an eye if need be. He was confident he could take...

The sound of blaster fire caught Sythe’s attention. If the fight had started without him, he would have to give up his previous idea of sneaking around the backside and join the fray in a full on frontal assault. Which meant giving up his position in defense, or taking the initiative and going...

Sythe pulled out a small round, black droid. It was about the size of a man’s fist. “Can you fix this? It won’t fly like it is supposed to.” He only assumed the man was the owner of the shop... if not, this would be a very weird conversation. @One For Sorrow @Nommie

Upon hearing confirmation from Q’san that they were not alone... and seeing the effects of the grenades, Sythe again used the force to sense if their “opposition” was force sensitive or not. What he got in return made him extra careful. “There is a force user nearby. Use caution.” He told...

Sythe hated settlements. He hated the people, he hated the smells, and above all he just hated the thought of all of them living in such... happiness. But this time he wasn't there to kill anyone... he was there for repairs. He had heard that there was a shop that would take pretty much any...

Sythe stood there watching the all the buildings go up in flames. The screams of the dying had gone down to nothing more than a few. The rest of the inhabitants had already met their fate. Sythe knew there could be a survivor or two somewhere hiding, but it didn't matter to him. They had come...

Upon stopping the speeder At the top of the northwestern hill, Sythe got out and moved into position behind it. It was a natural move to get behind cover... he was taught even if you don’t see anything, or feel anything... you still protected yourself. Something or someone could be out there...

The four men were so focused on Alastair, that they didn't see the darkened Sith walking up behind them until it was too late. One man flew backwards like he was being thrown by some unseen hand. He went crashing into a wall and slumped to the ground. Sythe's lightsaber flashed and cut another...