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i smell? you guys are messed up. but...only the admins will know...im not gonna tell you who i am.

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yes i did mr. enishi

<div align="center"></div> Name: Not known. Aliases: Zev Krarus Faction: Sith Rank: Lord High Admiral Species: Human Age: Possibly 40 or older. Not exactly known. Gender: Male Height: 6'1 Weight: 180 Eyes: Dull Brownish Red Hair: Black Skin: Pale Credits: The Sith supplies him with what he...

Now on hold because of the Danthiri aren't doing much.

*Calm and brutal eyes met Kal'daka, although he could not feel the hate, the anger, the rush of bloodlust. All he could see were the cold and lethal eyes that bore into Kal'daka's own. He merely flickered his eyes for a moment and then his lips moved.* "No worries friend. I will take care of...

*Triel still looked nonchalant. If they were a challenge, then wouldn't the Matron have called upon war against them now? Even then, he would probably be on the Matron's side protecting her rather than out to fight these so called Jedi and Republic. It was only a name. The Danthiri would take...

*Triel suddenly struck downwards, inserting his blade into the skull of the dying bird to spare him agony. He wasn't happy, nor sad. His indifferent mood was all he projected at the moment, but inside, he was fuming. If this was all the birds that were going to strike at him, then he wouldn't...

*The sisters who sat around the circle worked in unison, as the earth that they surrounded started to shake and move as 4 perfect circles were made to insert 4 metal poles, but those poles weren't needed as tge 4 perfect circles started to rise at an amazing speed. They came together at a...

*The speakers of Kal'daka's ship were suddenly echoing the sounds of battle cries and yells of death. There was a distinct sound of blade running through flesh as Triel grunted. Then he spoke* "You may come if you wish. But you will find that not many are left. Our sisters are in the process of...

*Triel felt the wind kiss his check as the noises stopped. The earth at a standstill, a roar was heard throughout the forest, but the Danthiri were not afraid. They only smirked, as they saw their winged prey fly forward. The whites of their eyes met as the Danthiri raised their bows and arrows...

"It shall be done." *Triel quickly set up a 30 by 30 yard square guarded by men of the squad. The women/technicians sat around in a circle and just concentrated as they performed the power that only a Danthiri women could posses; weaving. He heard rumbles from the ground, and shouts. The birds...

*Triel had gotten into the shuttle as it lifted off and Kal'daka protected it, as it slowly came into the atmosphere and landed. Everyone was aware of what was going to happen and what was going on. If they didn't, they would be killed.* "Suit up and get the equipment. Once this thing lands...

*Triel only nodded his head, face no showing pleasure or bitterness. The tone of his voice would be enough to make spines quiver.* "T'yin ori'gato udossa kre'j! Jal kla'ath l' Ilharess!" *Triel once again left silently like the river that never flowed. His crew had already been messenged...

After Kal'daka had said his few words, Triel had already been at his side, though his footsteps were whispers and his presence diminished as always. "So...are we to begin?", Triel said cruelly.

Triel Streea sat on his feet, with his back straight, palms facing down on his knees, as his eyes were closed. The silence that ran throughout the room let Triel relax and feel at home. Letting his thoughts empty out, he started a cumbersome workout with his weapon, the Double Bladed Dragon...

Name: James Tybalt III Rank: Private ((Don't laugh please...I know it's a funny name for a rank))

Triel's face showed no expression in Kal'daka's speech, but however, a plan started to formulate in his mind in which would even be more cruel and cumbersome than what Kal'daka would expect. Legs pushing against gravity as hands pushed off the seat, Triel's slim body stood, and then made a few...

Triel's eyes scanned the ship quite quickly and was pleased that they had a good number of men and women on the ship. The essence of the ship was beautiful, as he sat in a seat next to the Captain. "Yes. Where is my room and what are the supplies in the cargo bays? Now, my next question shall...

As Kal'daka grinned, an unusual wariness ran along Triel's mind. If Kal'daka thought that this was only to gain honor and power, then why do it at all? To serve the Ilharess was his life, and a life of respect it was. Triel did not want more than that. However, Kal'daka did offer him something...