THEME
Fortress Infernum Afternoon (local time)
Open the Knights of Ren and those who aspire to join.
The planet of Bal'demnic was an ironic planet. It was beautiful when the storms were calm and when observed from a distance. But it was a harsh and unforgiving planet with more dangers than one thought possible. That was why Malakai liked it so much.
The helmeted and hooded head of the Grysk moved out of the wind swept rain and into the abode of Melkor. A black gloved hand waved in front of him to open doors. Tthe noise of the climate began to lessen the deeper he went. It's original owner was gone but the building would not go to waste.
Cuga Ren, he had decided on a name, looked around and began lighting the seemingly abandoned building. He had reached out to those who had previously met on Phaeda. He was not sure if any would come but the weak tended to shirk from change. The facilities were still operational but humble compared to other places the dark sider had ventured. It would do just fine.
It was believed to be a place of worship for another cult which was probably why its previous owner had taken a liking to it to begin with. The lights of the building were not brought to full brightness. The new leader of the Knights of Ren felt more comfortable in partial shadow. He felt closer to The Shadow. that way even when the previously notable dark side presence had dissipated over time.
Malakai looked over the service droid that was in its charging station before adjusting settings and afixing a new restraining bolt. Brightening up its photoreceptors it looked around. Its robotic face stared at him for a moment before the man spoke. "Prepare for guests." The droid looked down, noticing the new restraining bolt for a moment but otherwise silently complied. It would head to the kitchen and begin preparing some food and drink.
The lone legionnaire came to stop back on the first floor of the building after checking out the rest of the fortress. He pulled back the hood, causing rivulets of the previous rain to drop on the stone ground beneath him. He moved to the far side of the room and sat down cross legged with his vibro sword laying on the ground before him between him and the door. Cuga Ren sat, patiently waiting with an unblinking helmet slightly tilted forward, focusing on his weapon of destruction and slaughter until the others arrived.
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