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Sleegath nodded knowingly as he saw the results of Ongye's efforts, feeling the resulting despair clog the air. It was just as he expected, not a hint of the actual aura the technique was known for. Looks like this had to be done the hard way after all, not something he had been looking forward...

Sleegath pondered the answer for a moment, inwardly smirking at the familiarity of the response. It seemed like months ago now, that he had given almost the exact same response to Master Nimbus. At least this showed him where to go from here, what steps he'd need to take to ensure the same...

For his part, Sleegath just stood there fuming at the way the situation had turned out. Stupid intervening cartel members, stupid Jedi who just wouldn't die, and STUPID SITH WHO HAD SHOT HIM. His soul itched to act, to lash out at these fools and attack the Jedi once more. Except he couldn't...

Sleegath stood there with a grimace, just comprehending the current situation. His leg hurt, though thankfully it was still attached at least. He watched as his fellow Sith was thrown back away suddenly, having failed once again. Bah, Sleegath snarled at the Sith knight, barely containing his...

Sleegath paced back and forth within the training room restlessly, warblades swinging from each hand. From one end to the other he walked, constantly muttering under his breath. This was stupid, a waste of his time and energy. The message had arrived a few days ago, given to him by a temple...

Illum….the name was a familiar one, the new Sith had spoken plenty of the history that had happened there. He had also read of it in his research into the crystals, and it was indeed a place where he could acquire such a crystal. Sleegath frowned slightly, yes it had been on the list, but it...

He was quite distracted by the lightsaber humming by his stomach, having just barely deflected it to the side. But that wasn't near enough to make him miss the spray of blood from the Jedi, he'd taken his shots at. Sleegath would've grinned maybe, or perhaps sniffed the air for the telltale...

Sleegath pondered the Sith's first question for a moment, eyeing the floating lightsaber hilt. What did he know, well he certainly didn't know enough to get the job done. And yet...he knew the basics of construction, the parts he would need and how to put them together, in theory anyway. In...

Sleegath smiled as he felt his force grip close around the Jedi's neck, feeling the fragile bones tense beneath his imaginary fist. He also felt the Jedi exerting his own will to avoid death, barely fending off the crushing force as it was. This was over now, it only needed one more thing to...

Out of the corner of his eye Sleegath was aware that his partner had been violently injured, and that his own attack had succeeded. Beyond that however, he had other things to contend with, such as sudden forces acting upon his body. The first one came from the Gand Jedi, a wave clearly intended...

Sleegath raised an eyebrow at the pledge, rolling his eyes silently. Really? Perhaps these new Sith were different, but he'd been raised to be wary of such vows as falsehoods. He raised an eyebrow again at the gesture to his blades, finally getting what this was really about. The little human...

His first attack failed narrowly, though it was a good indicator of reactions. Of course...it also revealed the interlopers true colors, the colors of their blades. Heh, they were Jedi alright, he'd yet to see fellow Sith with those colors. The human one turned on him, outstretching a hand, and...

A new presence stained the air, and Sleegath looked up to see the other Sith entering the room. He was a little late, but not unbearably so, not so much as to not deal with him. Sleegath let the dark energies around him recede, gathering up the power lest it be wasted. He then rose to his feet...

My oh my the human just droned on didn't he, why did people feel the need to talk so incessantly everywhere? Sleegath had gotten bored within the first few sentences, especially the whole story being spouted off. Did he believe it though? Maybe, the yarn being spun sounded perfectly plausible...

Another day another training session, the third day in a row he'd found himself sitting in one of the training rooms in the temple. Maybe it was getting a bit excessive, but really he had no other things he wanted to do, especially on Korriban. The whole planet was just so boring to him now...

Sleegath reluctantly took the proffered hand and pulled himself to his feet, though he was careful not to pull too much on the smaller alien. Standing, he beheld the fallen beast for a moment, now dead without a doubt. Hmmm, it had actually been quite formidable, despite its physical...

Intruders hmmm? Sleegath observed the recording closely, also noting the unexpected figure as well. So that was a Gand then? This was the first one he'd ever actually seen. The Massassi snuck a peak over at the one called Ghusk...he looked like a Gand too. The human Sith continued flipping...

Sleegath hit the ground hard, his jaw bouncing painfully off the stone floor, and he let out a grunt of pain. Immediately he put his efforts towards regaining his feet, before the abomination took advantage of him. His arms though, they were so weak, and he just couldn't seem to push himself up...

Were they supposed to be doing this? At first Sleegath had been content to just stand back and watch, also look for opportunities to snatch a saber. But current events were starting to make him wonder, especially the way the others were acting towards the Hutt. Even as Sith, he was fairly sure...

His first mission, at least the first one off planet, Sleegath was actually slightly excited. Of course, that had more to do with the location and actual target than the act of preforming a task. He'd never been on Nal Hutta before and the whole journey had been full of fascinating sights...