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The sight of the Dathmorian palace finally brought out a smile on Wodan’s face as he stepped out of the shuttle and onto the red world. He looked back at the pilot who, even though supported the Imperial Knights he had now doubt was reporting the Lord Commander’s presence on this neutral world...

Death Enabled All Imperial Characters are welcome to open side threads. The Lord Commander stood at the edge of the staging area, rain battered down onto his crimson armour, his face was bare, his thick black hair plastered against his skin. water droplets pooled in the half empty socket that...

Open to Imperial Knights Only The walls were caked in years of dust and neglect, pieces of plaster cracked and falling away, paint faded and sunbleached. It was far from the glorious temples and palaces he and the others were used to, but it was now their home. The old beaten down Castle had...

Quest #2 — Slay the Beast Makem Te had been the home to grotesque Sith abominations for years. These creatures are not only a blight upon the planet, but the Galaxy itself. We must erase the darkness pouring from these creatures less they soak into and disrupt the ecosystem of Makem Te itself...

Ord Radama sat on the edges of Imperial Space, it was the closest a Sith could come to their old homeworld without being killed at first sight. It was an easy meeting place for Wodan to see an old friend off, in the hustle and bustle of the giant cities, both he and Carellion would blend into...

Korriban was a mess, the centre of Sith life and half the Imperial Military was a powder keg waiting to ignite. A simple misstep by either side and total war would erupt on the planet, the Sith Order was begrudgingly stepping aside as masses of Imperial Troops swarmed the world. It was only a...

Glory, fame and strength were the only things which could truly keep a member of the Sith Order from being snuffed out by a rival or disgruntled senior within the ranks. The Firrerrian seemed to suffer from the last of those three, so he would have to concentrate on the others instead. The dire...

There had once been some form of Alliance or agreement between the Chiss Ascendancy and the burgeoning Sith Empire. But after the transfer of power from Andrul to Anaris it, along with a many other things, seems to have lapsed. The Empire was now neck deep in a war against a power it severely...

Death Enabled The cold winds whipped across the barren wastes of Malachor, slapping the loose fabric back and forth into his skin. Wodan stood a few metres in front of the Upslion Class shuttle which had brought him to the planet, the small crew staring at the Sith from inside their warm...

Although Dromund Kaas had been one of the first worlds to be reclaimed by the Empire, much of its millenia of Sith history was still hidden to the current flag bearers of the Dark Side. Scattered across there were dozens of long lost temples, crypts, great houses and fortresses, all long since...

A single Resurgent-Class Star Destroyer exited hyperspace high above the planet of Ringo Vinda. A moment later came its small escort fleet, a pair of cruisers and six destroyers and corvettes, littered the space around the main ship. Upon its bridge stood Wodan, his scars and missing eye open...

When the medical station was built in the aftermath of the occupation of Eiradu, none of the staff were expecting the volume of traffic that they were now having to deal with. As one of the main staging posts of the invasion into ISC space, most of Corellia’s casualties had been evacuated to...

Wodan stood near the edge of the Imperial Ships bridge, staring out into the void beyond. The light of Zoph's moon reflected off the Sith’s face giving his already pale features a ghostly look. Although he still looked tired, he no longer looked haggard as when he first left his little exile...

The small grey shuttle swooped in from the high atmosphere towards the Castle that housed the main garrison of Imperial troops on the planet and the sector. It was from this very building Wodan felt the pain, agony, sorry and emptiness of Altair Din from halfway across the galaxy. It showed to...

Something felt strangely familiar as Wodan held the mask up before him, like he had seen it and it's like before. Controlled its will, chartered its destiny and destination from shadows for hundreds of years, a foolish thought but one that seemed to nag at the back of his mind as he sat within...

The room was dim, only the small piece of glass above the door let in any light from the hallway beyond. The wide open window led out to the pitch black darkness of the witching hour, a cool breeze creeping through the gap. The chill touched the side of Wodan’s face bringing out a wave of goose...

Wodan had somehow in the past few months risen to the point within the Sith Empire that he was now being invited to speak and instruct younger students. If he was honest he was surprised at the invite and continued to stay surprised and confused throughout the entirety of the lesson at hand...

Wodan lay back in the surf, the cool waters of Eriadu’s oceans washing over his body. The slick sand massaged his back as the midday sun beat down on his exposed skin. A pair of thick reflective shades helped block out the worst of the bright light, as he let out a deep breath, relaxing back...

Well Eriadu had been, well, interesting. That was putting it mildly, the celebration for the victory at Korriban had begun with a sour taste in the Firrerrian’s mouth, but over the night it ebbed and flowed as he watched chaos erupt around him. Wodan still felt guilty for not being there when...

Wodan truly believed in that moment that there was some grand creator of the universe who just enjoyed making planets full of sand. His mouth was already full of the stuff and he had only been standing on the edge of Anchoridge station for about ten minutes. He took a mouthful of water to wash...