Death Enabled l Ithor l Open to 1 Sith and 2 Jedi
Hatred is a virtue.
Ithor, a world that had been attacked by Raze. The Sith Lord had brought death to the Jedi and ruin to their temple. The world had recovered under the tender attentions of the peaceful Ithorian herds and Jedi who took back...
Bespin l Death Enabled
Karys' had just finished loading Azar's bags into cargo bay of his new ship. His husband had packed light, so it only took him forty-five minutes to get everything loaded up. He was excited for this, it had been too long since the two of them had taken time to just be...
Ziost l Death Enabled
Ziost, a world who’s secrets had been protected by countless layers of ice. Temples and ziggurats lost to time. Their secrets unplundered, untouched for countless generations. Occasionally, fault lines would shift on the tumultuous world and tunnels leading below the ice...
Ziost l Death Enabled
Karys hadn’t been on Ziost since he was an Acolyte, since he was eighteen. His body had grown unaccustomed to the cold since then. He had spent too much time away from his birthplace, too much time in the deserts of Korriban. He’d forgotten the chill of eternal winter. He...
Umbara l Death Enabled
Karys had sent summons to Champion Trodai long before he arrived at the Umbaran Academy. He’d come as an emissary of Darth Arcanos. Karys knew full well this was meant to humble and shame him, but he wouldn’t give the Sith Lord the pleasure of watching him fail. There had...
Kashyyyk l Shadowlands
Karys’ former apprentice Vossari, had taken his own apprentice. A young Twi’lek woman known as Nash. He’d read her records at the academy, she reminded him of himself at her age. A bully. And in the Sith, bullies thrived.
He’d invited Nash to join him on an important...
Four days after the events of Why?
Every day had been more perfect than the last. Karys was beginning to get used to falling asleep with Azar in his arms once more, waking up with his head on his chest. While there was an air of sadness and a depth of grieving, Karys couldn't help but melt into...
Set between Karys’ reawakening and his arrival on Korriban in Why.
For another day Karys had been trapped, floating in the bacta tank while doctors checked on his wounds. The only company he had was the occasional visit from his apprentice, Vossari and his thoughts. Had Azar truly abandoned him...
Karys had found himself pulled from the Imperial front and to a different sector of space, the Corporate sector. Here he had begun to test himself in the underbellies of countless worlds, moons, and asteroid settlements. He’d thrown himself into illicit arenas night after night in an attempt to...
Karys has been summoned to meet with an illusive figure within the Order. Cyutadakyr had spoken of her a fondly a few times in the past but Karys didn’t dwell on those memories. Cyu had been his friend once, but he’d killed that relationship to save face in front of the Order. He’d broken her...
Panatha, the last time Karys had been here he was just an Acolyte learning at the feet of Azar. Looking back, the concerns of yesterday seemed so small. His biggest concern back then was pining away for Azar and trying to force him to remember their affections, their love for one another. Now...
A week after the events of Judgment.
Karys slowly floated in the cool jelly of the bacta tank. Over the last week he’d gone through two surgeries, one to remove the metal armor that had melted into his flesh and the other to stabilize damaged organs. He remembered neither, he’d been unconscious...
After their dance in Nar Shadda, Karys had traded contact information with Anai. How were they supposed to ensure schedules aligned for Tango Tuesdays after all? However, this exchange also led to a more beneficial part of their budding dance partnership. It gave them both an ally to support...
Karys sat at an oversized desk on his ship. He was reviewing the countless files, contracts, and manifests that Vossari had downloaded from Param’s tea shop before flooding it. As he skimmed the document he had open, he’d wince. The syringe of a floating medical droid compressed, Karys felt the...
Karys had utilized some of the remaining profits from Param’s tea shop to pay for expansions on his ship. The office extension served as a secondary quarters for, his apprentice, Vossari as well. It was a small reward for his apprentice, he had done well on Trokien and this earned a place at...
Param had come to Nar Shadda and tried to act like nothing was wrong. She tried to hand him a flower instead of looking at what she had done. Then, she had tried to take what mattered most to him. Even if she didn’t know it, she had tried to rob him of Azar.
That was unacceptable.
At the club...
THEME l Muunilinst, Intergalactic Banking Clan Headquarters
Karys had met with Master Antik, a ruling member of the Zygerrian Slave Council to understand the politicking that would be required to sway a banking clan to financing his endeavors. He had come dressed for the role of a...
Loth-kitten.
It was a term of endearment that had come to cause Karys ripples of thrilled pleasure whenever Azar uttered it. It was his pet name, he knew that and he embraced it. There was an issue however, Karys had never actually seen a Loth-cat. That is why he had come to Lothal. Not hunting...
The last few weeks had been exhausting. Karys had been training the entire time leading up to Malachor. Up until the trip there, Karys was worried he was losing what he and Azar had. Then everything overflowed between them, emotions broke and the truth made its way to the surface. Now things...
THEME
Karys had gone shopping with Cyu, helping her in buying an outfit she'd need to stay warm in the unforgiving frost of Ziost. The entire time he had felt his pulse rising, not because he was excited to return to his home after years but the opposite. Karys dreaded stepping foot on Ziost but...