(OOC: Open to those sith that want to get a Tuk'ata pup to raise as their own hound. Max 5)
It had been a remarkably coincidental find for him. Stumbling upon the ritual as if by providence on his visit to the academy library on Korriban. A ritual to bind a Tuk'ata pup to oneself in an almost mind to mind type of bond. The creature still its own creature but completely loyal to the sith they were bound too. The bond stronger the more one limited oneself during the ritual.
A ritual that followed the philosophy of the sith rather well at least in the matter of survival of the fittest was concerned. One could only have a ritual garb of a mask of carved bone alongside robes only for the sake of modesty though going fully in the nude was also optional along side skipping the mask entire. One could use the force but the bond would be stronger if it was only used to empower oneself instead of attacking the challenge head on. One's only weapons were clawed gauntlets of Tuk'ata claws to meet the beast head on in a contest of savagery and strength. Not his usual modus operandi but this ritual called for it.
It required more than a single participant as Tuk'ata while powerful on their own were still stronger as a pack. Nergal had found a pack were whelps were just about to be born and the ritual would be to recite a chant before one 'pack' met the other in a contest. Winner takes the others pups for themselves though sith ever the "fair and valorous" individuals that they were didn't have any pups to give up should they loose.
It was a ritual apparently created after observations of Tuk'ata engaging in this behaviour from time to time when one pack needed and injection of new blood to the pack. This time however there was a pack of six minus the pregnant matriarch of the pack. He'd already gone through the simple ritual that needed to be done beforehand so that she would draw her last breath as the pups were born. Those pups would then be bound to the victors and would be bound per enemy kill. This allowed those sith more suited to brutality and strength to gain more than one loyal sith hound at their disposal. Thus as the pack only offered up six challengers the open slots for this ritual couldn't exceed five others. Thankfully even if the group didn't fill up entirely, one always had the option to challenge a free opponent on the other side with a slight snarling sound.
This would allow say a group of a minimum of three three to walk away unscathed by the remaining three of the pack with one pup each. It was a peculiar ritual but the benefits it provided were quite tangible. Now all he needed was at least two more acolytes or other sith interested in the ritual to come to him and he could start the ritual.
He now sat in a chamber that lead out into the Korriban wilderness with a bone facsimile of his usual mask fastened to a balaclava that covered his entire head on alongside robes covering his lower half. His hands wrapped up to the biceps with the fashioned clawed gauntlets of Tuk'ata claws providing the only armour if it could be called that on his forearms. He'd put out a call out to not only the academy he was in but also to the other academies as an exercise in near primitive conditions and a training in working together with other sith when required by the empire as another benefit of the ritual. Of course he did say the slots were limited to prevent the numbers going into the tens alongside the basic outline of the ritual and its reward.
As a precaution he had a few more gauntlets prepared alongside the most usual and oft used types of unarmoured robes for the ritual. He knew he couldn't expect everyone to have the required tools nor time to prepare for the ritual so he'd provide it for them. Now all he had to do was wait as the time he'd proclaimed he'd start the ritual neared. Currently spending the silence in meditation.
A ritual that followed the philosophy of the sith rather well at least in the matter of survival of the fittest was concerned. One could only have a ritual garb of a mask of carved bone alongside robes only for the sake of modesty though going fully in the nude was also optional along side skipping the mask entire. One could use the force but the bond would be stronger if it was only used to empower oneself instead of attacking the challenge head on. One's only weapons were clawed gauntlets of Tuk'ata claws to meet the beast head on in a contest of savagery and strength. Not his usual modus operandi but this ritual called for it.
It required more than a single participant as Tuk'ata while powerful on their own were still stronger as a pack. Nergal had found a pack were whelps were just about to be born and the ritual would be to recite a chant before one 'pack' met the other in a contest. Winner takes the others pups for themselves though sith ever the "fair and valorous" individuals that they were didn't have any pups to give up should they loose.
It was a ritual apparently created after observations of Tuk'ata engaging in this behaviour from time to time when one pack needed and injection of new blood to the pack. This time however there was a pack of six minus the pregnant matriarch of the pack. He'd already gone through the simple ritual that needed to be done beforehand so that she would draw her last breath as the pups were born. Those pups would then be bound to the victors and would be bound per enemy kill. This allowed those sith more suited to brutality and strength to gain more than one loyal sith hound at their disposal. Thus as the pack only offered up six challengers the open slots for this ritual couldn't exceed five others. Thankfully even if the group didn't fill up entirely, one always had the option to challenge a free opponent on the other side with a slight snarling sound.
This would allow say a group of a minimum of three three to walk away unscathed by the remaining three of the pack with one pup each. It was a peculiar ritual but the benefits it provided were quite tangible. Now all he needed was at least two more acolytes or other sith interested in the ritual to come to him and he could start the ritual.
He now sat in a chamber that lead out into the Korriban wilderness with a bone facsimile of his usual mask fastened to a balaclava that covered his entire head on alongside robes covering his lower half. His hands wrapped up to the biceps with the fashioned clawed gauntlets of Tuk'ata claws providing the only armour if it could be called that on his forearms. He'd put out a call out to not only the academy he was in but also to the other academies as an exercise in near primitive conditions and a training in working together with other sith when required by the empire as another benefit of the ritual. Of course he did say the slots were limited to prevent the numbers going into the tens alongside the basic outline of the ritual and its reward.
As a precaution he had a few more gauntlets prepared alongside the most usual and oft used types of unarmoured robes for the ritual. He knew he couldn't expect everyone to have the required tools nor time to prepare for the ritual so he'd provide it for them. Now all he had to do was wait as the time he'd proclaimed he'd start the ritual neared. Currently spending the silence in meditation.
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