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Vian had expected his armor to take the shots. It was a slight miscalculation that was burning a small trench into the side of his hip area and he pain was excruciating. The pain fed his anger, his will and thus the dark side. As the Sith slashed downward he could see the Mandolorian move, he...

Vian sense the ambush as the republica soldiers popped up from corners and shadows, like Tatooine desert rats. Like the Sorceress, the Sith warriors unleashed the force. Hers, much like a grenade that would unleash a concussive blast to push them back, Vians was a simple but powerful wave for...

What was left of the pirates, at least in Vian's area, had little fight left in them. The ship overhead was destroying everything in sight and sounds from the tower were of slaughter and chaos. They were broken, defeated. And so attempted to retreat anyway possible. But the Vian refused to let...

Vian's anger was seething. At his fighter, his luck, and the lacking effectiveness of this fight. His anger fed to his fear which fed his the darkness welling within him. He would tap the buttons the two buttons on the console that would cut all power but life support. Then he focused, willing...

Vian continued to charge and cut distance. The Sith run directly at the Mandalorian as he tried to move away from the young Jedi. He assumed the soldier thought he was insane, that the Sith had a death wish, perhaps he was right. Perhaps the Sith assumed he was more powerful then he was. Vian...

"Guess the dull sword and tin shield are mine." he said with a sigh. "So be it." Vian raised his saber hit and tapped the stud to bring the blade to life with a snap hiss in a crossing V. Red blade before him in a defensive posture. The black armored figure charged forth, slashing the 20 meter...

Vian had been busy during this uprising. Slaughtering pykes, thugs, scum. Even putting a republic sith in her place before destroying a Hutt palace on Teth. The half breed Pureblood was due back in Sith space to be deployed to another planet as part of search and destroy force. Something about a...

Vian Windrider had dreamed of this day since he built his first lightsaber. His mother spoke of his ancestor, Vash Windrider. A champion of the great Gauntlet. A member of Andraste's Black Hand, feared assassins who hunted Jedi and their allies to the ends of the galaxy. His former Master, spoke...

Vian was moving with speed, the force feeding his body. Augmenting his legs to run at preternatural speed, two perhaps even three times that of a normal humanoid. Doz called out targets, a dozen men and two craft. She was badly out gunned and like him she was only a student of the dark side, not...

Vian surrounded himself in the dark side. The hate and anger for this droid and the pykes, fed his connection to the force. Allowing the dark side to build within him as the Crux fighter slung cross the sky. He was focused on the singular irritation of the embarrassment of being out done by a...

"You've apparently never drank with a Pureblood, my former Master once drank a Hutt under the speeder." he said with some pride. As the space berserker was entertaining if nothing else, and the Sith found himself amused by the comradery. It was something that was missing among his fellow Sith...

Vian was in a defensive holding pattern as the others took their attacks. Like the Deucalian, the Sith was more at home on the ground then in the sky. But Vian understood the need to control and Master the skies and space in order to dominate the enemy. In the time the force would assist in such...

Vian's sensors would alarm to a shuttle landing on the tiny pad before the monastery. According to his computer the vessel was one with a Republica designation. He suspected that the other Sith would make a play to regain control over Hutta but didn't think the more militant minded Republic...

Vian had been called back to Old Empire controlled space from Teth to join in with another attack group. By now he had logged more hyperspace jumps then he thought possible of a Sith of his rank. The attacks on Sith space, the Kaggath, and now the revelation of the Jedi once more roaming the...

Vian brought his Crux around in time to see his ally and fellow Sith landing and running head long into ground combat. He adjusted his attack vector to another side of the base to a building that looked as though it could be a barracks. If Vian couldn't destroy the town he would at least limit...

His ship was moving again. He could feel a little vibration the controls, but otherwise he was still able to fight. Vian pushed his ship to full speed and took up a position to assist the other Sith who was kind enough to pull the rest of the pirate wing off of Vian's tail. The Old Empire Sith...

Chaos was taking over Imperial Hutta. According to the limited reports that were coming out of the region, the slugs were using the attacks from the rebels and the Holonet blackout to push themselves back into control over the Outer Rim. Or rather command their lieutenants to do so from the...

Vian could not stomp himself from making a snickering sound from his nose before commenting on the open comm channel, "did the man in the HAY I'M OVER HERE sized bomber just suggest a stealth approach? I think they knew we were coming when we killed all their friend in the space above. Besides...

"I could not agree more. Now then, seems we have company." Vian added to Valar's comment as the sensors on his ship alerted him to the approaching enemies. The half breed held his position for a few seconds as Val took charge and broke formation to attack the approaching group. When the other...

Vian was back in his own Crux fighter once again. This slick talking Sith from the core had managed to talk Vian into tagging along to blow up some more pirates. This time Val promised him a shield booster for his time and effort. A fitting reward for a little more target practice. The half...