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Kyssiara watched with keen interest as Trael took control of the flaming sphere from her, using his control of the Force to split it into four separate orbs of greater size. She felt the Dark Side gather around the Sith Master, the Pureblood's face betraying a begrudging admiration for his...

Kyssiara raised an eyebrow as Trael explained his understanding of sign casting to her; which was to say, very little understanding. It came as little surprise to the acolyte, given that very few of the other Sith utilized the practice. Iymril was the only one she knew used sign casting...

Kyssiara sat opposite her new master, mimicking his position and closing her eyes while Trael instructed the Pureblood to feel her emotions without letting them take control. The girl took a deep breath, letting the Dark Side flow through her as if she was a conduit. Memories of all kind bubbled...

While the hologram answered the other's questions, Kyssiara focused on what was happening in the Force; the throne, with its last occupant still sitting atop it in a macabre display, caught her attention more than anything else. It seemed to vibrate with energy throughout the Force, radiating an...

Already exhausted from her earlier failure to control the telepathic connection with Ra'sa'd, the waves of emotion radiating through the room hit Kyssiara even harder that she would've expected of lingering spirits. The pain in her head worsened while the Pureblood closed her eyes to focus...

Something immediately felt off about the room Kyssiara's fellow acolyte had revealed. It was the abandoned ruins of a medbay, sure, but there was more too it than that. It felt too still, too quiet; a creepy atmosphere made worse by the unsettling feeling of being watched. No, not just watched —...

By the time Ra'sa'd's lifeless dropped to the ground and her master joined the rest of the team in the turbolift, Kyssiara's vision had mostly cleared and the ringing in her ears had dulled to a slowly pulsing headache. Irritating and slightly disorienting, but manageable. The acolyte stood...

Kyssiara found her mental intrusion into Ra'sa'd's mind blocked as his mental shields slammed down, yet she couldn't have predicted how violent the exchange became. A single thought leaked from the other Pureblood's mind, but the transference was so sudden and imperfect that the numbers filled...

Under most circumstances, Kyssiara would've been ecstatic to be assigned to train under a Sith Master and visit a beautiful world like Naboo that contrasted with the harsh tundra of her homeworld. But these were not "most circumstances." The Pureblood had already trained under one Sith, the...

Kyssiara really needed to figure out the right time to say something. The Pureblood's attempt to assert herself over Corwin had clearly antagonized professor Iymril, even if it didn't show through their tone or expressions. Coming from them of all people, the Sephi's words hit like a knife...

The Stygian Reaches? It was the first Kyssiara was hearing about it, though by Ra'sa'd's description it seemed plausible that some very ancient Purebloods might have ventured out here before mention of their journeys were lost to time. His answer provided some clarity, though the acolyte wasn't...

It seemed the other acolytes had latched onto different echoes of the past as well, with both the Sephi and the Tiefling identifying separate points of interest from Kyssiara's own vision. Iymril instructed them all to follow the trail Corwin had picked up on, which admittedly sounded...

Kyssiara regarded the frozen bodies scattered along the route to the temple with some interest, noting both the increasing amount of dead the closer the group got to the temple and wondering if there were enough kyber crystals and beskar pieces buried among the snow to warrant the time and...

Team Doctor With the open psychic link between their minds, Kyssiara could feel the newly introduced Ra'sa'd relax with the departure of the white-haired doctor (@Sreeya) he believed to be a sharp-shooting master. On the one hand, she was glad to see Iymril (@Apollyon) getting medical attention...

The initial bloodlust born from an immediate reaction to learning of Master Trael Osso's role in her master's death is what led Kyssiara to volunteer herself to help in the punishment laid down by Darth Arcanos. Now though, en route to Naboo, the girl's emotions were as turbulent as they'd ever...

Kyssiara listened to Iymril's explanation with quiet contemplation, considering the possibilities of what they might find at the bottom of the temple ruins. An ancient Sith spirit? A powerful holocron? A convenient pool of acid for Iymril to accidentally slip into? As great as that would be...

Team Doctor Under normal circumstances, the mouse-like alien's (@AutoFox) shocked reaction to the Sith language would've elicited some laughter from Kyssiara. But then again, these weren't normal circumstances. The acolyte focused on the mysterious Pureblood in front of them, glad that he saw...

Having been robbed of her master, of her prime opportunity to develop as a Sith and progress within both the Order and the Pureblood hierarchy, Kyssiara would have been more than happy to watch Darth Arcanos (@Sreeya) tear the flesh from his betrayer's body, or grind his bones to literal dust...

Kyssiara's master was dead, unceremoniously and dishonorably assassinated in the midst of a party meant to honor the very slime who'd ordered it done. She'd been the one to inform Darth Arcanos himself, and nearly been crushed by his mere presence. Yet when the dust cleared, the Pureblood was...

Kyssiara remained in her kneeling position in front of Darth Arcanos (@Sreeya) after offering the news, trembling and too terrified to move. She heard more voices approach, the champion (@Fine Dining Set) Arcanos had been with moments before and Master Caerllion (@LouJoVi). The acolyte began...