[Class] Elegance of the Sith

[Lupe]

The guards tensed up as the acolytes approached the tomb, one of them choosing to stand ahead of the rest. He was a rather big Devaronian, his horns long and incredibly sharp. His face seemed to show hate and resentment no matter how you looked at it, and in his eyes were the seeds of hostility. He listened to the Anzat speak temporarily, before replying to his request. "Look, kid." he started, his voice deep and intimidating "No one is allowed through here, unless under explicit order from the Lord of Korriban himself, now if you say he sent you I will contact him immediately. Otherwise, frack off." It would take a lot more than a simple cover story to get these guards to move, it would take a web of lies and chance circumstances to make them move.

 

[Just Matt Now]

"Actually, I would call that falling under the very definition of harm..." Vixur retorted to the Acolyte leaning against the wall.

Now that the Anzat confronted the guards, the target was found. Vixur's initial response was to determine which of the guards was directly in charge. There lied the important task, if they could convince this one to let them pass, the it didnt matter what the other three said, as the chain of authority would override them.

The Anzat was nearly masterful with ind control, and he had no doubt in his mind that he would over come this simple mind, even if it were trained against such techniques. Vixur reached out through the Force, making sure only to tap into the mind of the head guard. His mind was indeed trained to fight this power, although it was not stronger than Vixur's abilities. Passing through all mental checks, the Anzat took hold of his mind.

"I believe we are the ones that the Lord of Korriban spoke to you of. Don't you remember?...you were ordered to let us pass due to our important work. He said that he would be very displeased if we were to come back without their wishes met. I wouldnt want to mention that you were the one to hold us up..."

 

[YOLT]

Allison kept silent. She thought the Anzati acolyte was insane and the other's plan was much more likely to succeed. That is, until the Anzat spoke again and she realized what his plan had been all along. Her eyebrows shot up as she listened, then she schooled her face again. However she couldn't help chewing her lip nervously. She felt bad for letting the boys do all the work and hoped she'd be able to jump in soon.

 

[Lupe]

The Devaronian was indeed a stout opponent, he had been specifically trained to defend against mental attacks and intrusions, but even then it was not enough to stop the young acolyte from gripping his mind. Still, the training did come in use, the Devaronian still held enough of his consciousness to not do exactly what the acolyte said. The trooper straightened up and responded "Yes, sir" he said in a strong voice, but he wasn't done speaking, he motioned to two of the guards and said "We will accompany you inside the tomb." He brought up his rifle, holding it with both hands horizontally across his torso. It was clear that his mind would not be changed this time, through the force or otherwise. The Acolytes would have to come up with a different way to lose their tail, or fail the test.

Meanwhile, at a nearby ridge, Brelin watched as the group proceeded. He was amused by the conflict between acolytes, while it was nothing serious, it was to be expected. Every Sith wanted to be on top, but sometimes to be on the top you have to be at the bottom. That's what Brelin wanted to impart on the acolytes, he wanted them to know that sometimes patience is required if you want the grand prize at the end. He wasn't sure if the acolytes would be able to succeed in their task, maybe they would, maybe they wouldn't, only time would tell.

 

[©razy Man]

Aniad still staid on the wall as the other acolyte did nothing but get them in. Maybe the guard hadn't noticed him yet and he could make a run for it? He used telepathy again to talk to his fellow acolytes. "Bravo! Now all we have to do is get rid of them! Could we possibly just run for it? As I'm all out of things to do. Unless you want to get some rope and I can hold them in place with telepathy?"

What else could he do? He wished he knew some kind of Stealth move now or possibly Sith Magic. Agh this would prove to be difficult now that they were still with them.

 

[YOLT]

Allison hung to the middle of the pack as the three acolytes and the guards entered the tomb. Their following was a hinderance but running was not the answer.

Her telepathy was lacking so she could only reach out to the one's mind and to him she said, "No, running would only get us all caught now. There have to be passages of some sort that branch off. We could hang to the back of the group and wait for one to crop up. Then we could get away. We'd have to leave the other though."

Her mouth was set in a thin line. It was a decent plan, but there were certain risks. But a flat out running for it was out of the question.

 

[Just Matt Now]

Vixur began to shake his head. He did not see this as a hinderance to their objective, but yet another opportunity. Their goal was to get inside the temple, without harming the guards. Their teacher never mentioned whether or not the guards would follow them or not. No, and now perhaps they would be able to come out with an artifact of some such, perhaps a holocron. If the others did not see this, then Vixur would not help them to.

"You two do what you must, I will even hold them off if you so wish." Vixur said as they were being escorted into the temple.

The Anzat walked confidently, ahead of the group. The Temple was clearly ancient, the construct and stones used all decrepit and appearing falling apart. Although these tombs had remained standing through centuries of war and harsh climate. Turning around to look at the guards briefly...

"The main chamber is right down this way, correct?..."

 

[Lupe]

The tombs were that of a lesser known Sith Lord, probably a warlord that was a subordinate to one of the more popular Lords. Thus, the tomb lacked much of the glory and glamour of the much more popular tombs, which were now used as tourism sites more than archaeological ones, unlike this one. All over the walls, one could see hammers, chisels, and other tools that would help a researcher uncover the secrets of the tomb. The guards took no notice of the environment, at least not in the sense that they were marveling at ruins, rather they were analyzing their surroundings. Despite the fact that the tombs were considered secure, the devaronian and his companions were not about to leave anything to chance.

Thus when one of the acolytes asked the Guard captain a question, he simply grunted and nodded, not stopping to actually give a reply. Meanwhile, a few steps behind, shadows were moving, undetected due to the fact that the guards were occupied with whats ahead, not behind, while the acolytes were to busy arguing with each other that they probably did not notice. Then all of sudden a red light emitted from behind the group and a second after that the guards were on the ground dead, lightsaber scarring across their torso. The perpetrator of this murderous act was no other than Crusader Brelin, still holding the lightsaber in his hand ignited. The Sith simply smirked at the remaining acolytes, and disengaged his lightsaber, darkening the hallway once more. "I'm satisfied, class dismissed" he said simply, before walking slowly towards the exit, slow enough that if the acolytes had any questions they could stop him, or not.