Bringing people together...(Naht's and Gallian's Bogan training)

[Horizon]

Ando Prime. A planet set in the far distances of the galaxy. Out of the reach of the Jedi's clutches aswell of the Hutt's. The planet was a beauty to behold from space while on the surface it was pure hell for those who could not stand its conditions. The idealic place and conditions for the Bogan to hold their order. Snow covered the surface from one end to the other of the planet. The temperature could almost match those of Hoth. A perfect test for the body and mind of any that would dare try and seek out the Bogan.

Standing in front of the massive gate tucked securely in a deep cave, dug into an underground cave, Rish stood awaiting his two new acolytes.

His black robes covered his identity within the dark to the point where he could be very mistaken for another shadow in the dark. Rish found it to be soothing to hear and see nothing.

But now it was time to wait. Soon the two would arrive and Rish would have to break them like any other. Soon they would like to sit in the darkness like Rish did. So they could try and forget their memories of training as brutal as it was going to be.

 

[Fallen]

The Longshot creaked as it began entering the atmosphere. Cob hadn't been planning on heading to a frozen wasteland first thing after getting off his rock of a home world. He could see a large gate, and some figure standing in front of it as he began the landing sequence.

"Here goes nothing..." he muttered to himself.

It was hard to believe he had some great power, other than that of making people want to throw him off a cliff. He always seemed to know how to piss them off just the right way...

The ramp lowered, and he stepped out. He nearly tripped over a rock as he got out.

"Damnit. They need to clean up around here..."

He turned his attention back to the figure.

"Hi, I'm Cob Gallian. I was told you were to teach me how to become a maniac?" he said, giving a sarcastic tone it.

 

[GABA]

Naht stepped off his transport, it took a lot of credits to convince smugglers to fly him out here. But with the reassurance of it being a one way trip, these lucky Bastards were going to get his money.

The planet was harsh, but he welcomed it; the air bit at his exposed skin as Naht walked to the entrance. He could see a dark figure waiting as well as another individual.

He came up within an arm-lengths distance, he could feel the power radiate off this place. "Naht Tak'n" he simply said folding his arms.

 

[Fallen]

"Clearly," Cob said.

 

[Horizon]

The two acolytes had arrived on time thankfuly. Both showed different types of enthusiasm. One was eager to learn with the least bit of knowledge while the other kept to himself and awaited on what to do next. The biggest thing
about training under him was that he played favorites. One acolyte might recieve better training or skills that the other will not. Of course they didint know that they might gain favour of their master. But he would try to make that obvious in training but in a subtle way. And now it was time to address
them both to begin their training as Bogan...

"At this point their is no return. And if you try to leave I will come after you personaly and cut you down. No one leaves the Bogan. And the two of you
are no different than the rest of the mindless thrall that inhabit these hall."

Rish pulled back his hood under the dim light of the fires within the halls to show the two their master's identity so that they understand in what they were getting into...

"These tattoos show my true devotion. They cover my body from head to toe. And in time I hope to see devotion from the both of you. Oh and welcome to the family. Your going to enjoy yourselves here I assure you."

Pressing through the gate revealed the ancient halls in which the Bogan had
lived in for so long. Over the course of the next few months, Naught and Gallian would never leave these halls untill they had completed their training.
Or they would leave as mangled corpse for the elements to bury under its white blanket...

 

[Fallen]

Cob put a hand on his chin. "I see you guys go for the warm, homey feel here," stating this as he walked. The tatooes on his new "master's" body were about as ugly looking as a ronto's rear end. And he wondered how serious they were about never escaping...

 

[GABA]

Naht couldn't count how many times he's heard he would be chopped up if he left and with that smirked to himself. He also starred at his Master's tattoos as he walked behind next to 'Cob'.

"I've seen many beings with tattoos, some more elaborate than yours, how does that guarantee you are devoted? One can always paint them on and speak a different tongue."

 

[Fallen]

"Good point. Maybe they change colors depending on his mood?" Cob said quietly, grinning. "And also, has no one ever left before finishing their training? I mean, it's clearly difficult but, someone has to have done it at some point..."

 

[Horizon]

Rish snarled at the comments from both of his acolytes. They were pushing for their life to be absolutely drained from where they stood. And Rish wouldnt have any qualms whatsoever. But his acolytes needed to a lesson
for when they truly needed to hold their slimy tongues. Clenching his hand
into a fist, Rish's hand began to emit blue arcs of lightning causing a small
crackling sound to emit as well...

"My devotion in these tattoos was that I myself carved them in and sealed them with seering black ink. A knife wasn't the best tool but it got the job
done."

Rish didint care how they did it but he wanted to see their devotion. He was already creating tests where they would pit against one another to see who
truly would be a bogan while the other was mere bantha fodder.

As they progressed through the hallways Rish raised his hand to motion them to stop. They were now at a stretched out hallway with each side holding doors along each side. Stepping over to the right and then to the left, Rish opend two doors that faced one another from either side.

"One for each of you. Once you put away your belongings we shall head to the sparring room and see what role you are designed for."

 

[GABA]

Naht smiled at the teacher's frustration, there was a power there, he wished to obtain it and use it.

"Offened?" he whispered as they continued down the halls. When they stopped he placed his torn bag into the cabinet as instructed and shut the door. "Ready."

 

[Fallen]

"I have a bad feeling about this... so clearly I must be doing something right," Cob says as he enters the other door. He kept an even pace, and glanced his eyes left and right. He checked his side, and the blaster was still hidden. It was only made from scrap parts, but it was better than nothing.

 

[Horizon]

This will be the only OO:C post I do.

But Fallen you need to be more detailed in your post.
Your most recent post seems like your now just standing there.

And it doesnt give me much to work with. So please edit it this one time.

 

[Fallen]

OOC: I am not really aware of what my surroundings are, and since you're supposed to be in charge, I need some paint on this canvas. I can be descriptive, but I need reference. Otherwise I'd be making things up, and that might hinder whatever you have planned.

 

[Horizon]

Motioning his acolytes once more, Rish then continued down the dark caverns
that had been quietly dug into a mountainside since its foundation. Each cavern lead to a specific destination. And Rish was leading them directly
to the training grounds for their training to truly begin. Upon opening the
gates sounds of swords clashing and screams greeted them. Many acolytes
and masters had already started their training sessions today and Rish was
now officialy late. Upon walking in some masters looked on at Rish with
scornful eyes while Rish just snarled back...

Walking over to a table not too far from the oversized training mat that covered most of the room, Rish laid out a cloth that revealed three sets
of weapons. Rish then stepped away to reveal the weapons.

"Here are three sets of weapons that you may choose from.
The first is a simple blade. The second is a pair of blades.
The third is a double bladed staff. I want the both of you
to choose. Once you are both ready I want you to strike me."

 

[GABA]

Naht picked up the pair of blades, he looked at Cob, then at his Master, "Most effective," he said throwing a practice back-handed swing, he then took his next swing at Master Rish.

 

[Horizon]

Igniting pulling his saber to his by use of the force and igniting it, Rish deflected the blow off to the right while raising his left hand to send a push of the Force torwards Naht. Rish intended to see where his acolyte stood in combat. Things could go by faster if Naht proved he could handle is own in different ways.

 

[GABA]

Naht could feel the power behind his Master's block and the surprise by his Force push. It sent Naht backwards, but he recovered quickly, summer-sulting back to his feet. He came back at Master Rish with a low attack with his left weapon.

 

[Horizon]

Performing a small jump to avoid Naht's low assault, Rish then grabbed his saber with both hands and then directed the blow to land directly in between Naht's eyes.

 

[GABA]

Naht brought up his right weapon to block, there wasn't time to move, only to defend. He can still feel the strength behind his master and brought up his other weapon, they sat horizontal on his Master's blade: he pushed back to come up on both feet.

"I have not come across a challenge in a long time Master." he spoke.

 

[Horizon]

Pressing down upon Nath's blades, sparks began imnate from the blades being crushed against one another. Rish loved the feeling of combat and it was some of the only things that made him feel alive.

"Put more anger behind your blades Naht. Less talking more fighting."

Rish would find the key in unlocking his acolytes rage so that Naht might be able to release when need be. If Naht succeeded he could be a force to reckon with.