Events transpired faster than Clow could even perceive. His strength was fading, and the wound on his leg only further hindered him. There was no reason to keep on fighting. The Imperials would be here soon, perhaps they could save him from this misery. The Sith's sight grew blurry and...
All hope for survival had perished... With his strike evaded like nothing, the Sith began to lose further motivation to fight. To be fair, there was hardly any to begin with! Even through the threat of a devastating defeat, Clow would not give up. He would not surrender to those who polluted the...
The Sith kept his cool, pike aimed downwards at a diagonal angle. His opponent's jump did not surprise him, though there was not much to be done, no weakness to be exploited. He must wait for an opening, a hole in the warrior's defenses, a weakness, an opportune time to strike.
In a desperate...
The Sith tilted his head in confusion... He couldn't convince a mere Jedi Apprentice to switch sides? How was this possible? Rebels were easy to twist, but this was an entirely different tale.
"Very well then. Draw your weapon. If you are not with me... You are my enemy... It is my obligation...
Name: Clow Azere
Link: http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/clow-azere.62590/
Rank: Acolyte
Training requested:
I would like to have my Acolyte trained by a master. If this is possible, I would like him to become a Sith Inquisitor, as he is better at manipulation than...
Well... There's an academy on Korriban and Yavin, but I don't really think that's what you're looking for. I suppose you've got Nar Shaddaa, if that still exists. Other Hutt controlled planets are probably also a good bet.
Clow turned his sights towards the girl, eyes sparkling with anger, hate, and at the same time, happiness and joy. He let out a brief, low-pitched laugh, before continuing with his speech, which would turn out to be a rather well-executed bluff... Or was it really a bluff...?
"Yes... Keep...
The Sith smirked.
"Hah! And what is that? A group of fools, obsessed with the light and good deeds? Oh please! There is no peace! Peace is a lie! Or did those Light Side obsessed buffoons never teach you that?!" Clow paused, staring deep into the man's soul, with one sole intention, to provoke...
Finally, the threat had revealed its presence! It all happened faster than Clow could perceive! The jump was most magnificent, that much was for sure, but that was clearly not the main concern at this time. Before the most unusual pair of individuals now stood an even stranger character! Cloaked...
"What was that?" Clow caught a scent. Nothing in particular, just movement. "Probably just my mind playing tricks on me..." He answered his own question, and stabbed his weapon into the corrupted ground.
"Ah yes, promises. Promises promises promises. And when the time comes? What is that...