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. Time had not been kind to the Sith Order, or whatever remained of the ancient evil. Its practitioners had become more myth than flesh, rare sightings through the galaxy often times disregarded as Deja Vu and paid little overt attention. It was through these shadows that the aging Sith Warrior...

. Roman had to give some credit to the Jedi, his tenacity was impressive as was his unyielding nature. However, instead of engaging directly against him in saber combat, his opponent relied on a force push to delay his advancement. It was a cowardice method, but seemingly it was effective...

. Roman glanced at the several bodies gathered around him, creating an almost shield like appearance to prevent him from entering further into the village. It was amusing to say the least though the powerful acolyte was not hesitant in any manner, his posture denoting an underlying confidence...

. Impressive...he thought to himself, perhaps he'll have some enjoyment out of this after all. Roman maintained his eyes on his adversary while also keeping in momentum with his movements during the attack. As such, he planted with the left foot and pivoted his right as his opponent ducked...

. Roman rushed towards her, in all honesty, he was prepared to finish her off as it seemed that the Jedi was unwilling to fight back. A pity. He thought to himself, as he brought his blade in a horizontal manner to strike her down. However, at the last minute, her voice echoed in his mind and...

. Roman glanced with a slight look of annoyance as the Padawan formulated a force barrier against his attack, allowing the Nautolan to return onto the roof with safety. The red glowing hand dropped down to his side as the force coiled and displaced, the prepared force power launching...

. Roman wasn't threatened by the two shots at all, their presence reflected only a mere second of inconvenience as his blade was twirled in a counter clockwise position to defend against them. The first bolt was caught on the tip of the weapon, deflected into the ground around him harmlessly...

. What was this? A Jedi who favored combat over principle and morale? Interesting... Perhaps she had a sliver of dark sided affinity. Roman thought to himself as the Jedi instead of rushing to save the innocent, decided instead to go on the offensive against him. He was impressed to the say...

. Roman tilted his head into a wayward angle, appearing almost as if he was caught in a side thought while in reality, his eyes simply scanned and measured all new stimuli that occurred. So as the Jedi's ally made his entrance outside, he too was easily spotted by the powerful acolyte. Left...

. Roman tilted his head to the side, appearing to be lost in wayward thought as piercing orbs of crimson merely glared on the Jedi. "A single Padawan? Your masters must have great confidence in you, to assign you on this task alone. Leave, Jedi, for once, I have other things to contend with.."...

. Citadel House Ulgo members had congregated around the altar, a ceremony seemingly was undertaking as the priest out in front spoke in language too archaic for the common tongue to decipher. After House Organna had come under attack, Ulgo would have been likely next in succession. The Sith...

. What was this? The Rebels had thought they had won themselves the day? By rescuing the pitiful Organa royalty? No, House Antilles would not stand for it. And neither, would he. Roman had taken personal interest in this mission, after all, it was his house that had been disgraced in...

. Dathomir, Local time: 1734 pm Vile Darkness had its limit, after all, beyond a certain point it became nothing but senseless cruelty. The sith was not known for his sympathy and had even demonstrated periods of murderous rage in the past. Though, he knew doing this would be the right...

. Ahh, so the Mandalorians wanted to play? Good A malicious grin watched at a distance when the prisoner attacked the guard and slew him, the sound of steel on flesh along with the smell of blood and fresh bodies ignited his natural hunger instincts. Turning through a corridor, Roman was...

. Roman took further cover, his crimson lightsaber erupted in his grip as he exchanged the Pugio blaster for it. Whom was he kidding? He was a sith, he needed his primary weapon. Guards began to fire in his direction, despite two of them being slaughtered by his Overseer companion. The Sith...

. Roman supposed he had to work on his stealth a little better, those pesky droids were intuitive. Luckily for him, as soon as the alarms began and the droid mobilized to attack, his partner was able to disable it. Chuckling, he looked over to the side and instead crept up silently upon the...

. Roman was unlike the other acolytes and sith to be honest. While they were distracted and diluted by the tendencies and temptations of the dark side, he had remained focused. Conviction and dedication were his greatest attributes, as eyes narrowed down and displayed the same tenacity he...

. Roman ran his fingers across the length of his blade, watching as his target now turned its back towards the hidden predator. It seemed for a moment that the guard was busy in glancing at other things, conversing with his friends while also jugging a nice glass of mead. It mattered little...

. Ahh, so the Jedi wanted to prove himself valiant? Admirable...but foolish Roman smirked as the force speed concluded, his armored form shimmering towards the corner of the first floor, his position now towards Brent's back. Glancing upwards he looked at the second floor from the stairs...

. This new acolyte was named "The Shadow"? Interesting, Roman thought to himself. Arriving a few moments after his companion, Roman moved to the side of the alleyway a meter or so behind Kynigos and nodded towards him as his steps would undeniably alert the other Sith of his presence...