- Joined
- Apr 16, 2017
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- 155
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Here it is the Black Citadel, Soran had read for hours about this hallowed place but never had he been summoned to such a place. Taking a verbal note to himself before the door of the Dark Lord, "The holocrons don't do this place justice." Five years of work and service to the Darkness had brought him here, he had honestly never met the Dark Lord but had heard many different tales about him.
This Marauder came dressed as always, black Sith robes with some metal decorative plates over his armor. As he touched the door to open it he felt the Dark Side stronger than he ever had in his life. (Theme) The large door was much lighter than he had expected and the large room did not allow for the right amount of echoes for its size. Someone or something wanted the room to be this way and it bent to their will.
Soran walked across the room to the center bowed his head and took a knee (End Theme), "My lord, what is the will of the Dark Side?"
@Vinny