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[Eris Valtiere]

She had no qualms about flaunting her wealth, and it was no different now that she invited an up and coming star. Eris didn’t care who he was beneath the mask, but he proved to be rather efficient at what he did. She had a substantial amount of credits to offer if that was his vice, or anything else that could appeal to him.

Eris was waiting in her living room, fireplace going and her rich, fine exotic furniture surrounding her. Her mother used to obsess over having imported furniture from all over the galaxy. Eris had never been allowed to climb on anything, and she was forbidden from ever having pets as a result. She was taught how to sit and act at every step, and now she could only grin at the memories.

A glass of whiskey swirled in her hand, fresh from the bottle her father had locked up and cherished for years. Eris stared into the fire for a moment before glancing over at the cat that was curled up asleep on the sofa next to her. Her parents would have had an aneurysm at the sight, and it brought her great pleasure to see.

Eris was adorned in a long, emerald gown that was fitting of someone of her social status. Despite all of her teachings in the Force and the harsh life she led, having all of this to herself paid off in the end. In order to climb further, she needed to rely on others. Others like the man she invited over to strike a business venture with.

She had informed him he could come in through the double doors up front, and he would be led to her by a droid. Eris simply enjoyed herself a drink in the meantime, reading a murder mystery novel as she sat by the fire.

 

[Darth Invictus]

It seemed after the broadcast, not only did he gain notoriety from the Rangers and Jedi but from the Sith as well. He received an invitation from a woman named Eris and while he didn't know of her, she was a fellow Legionnaire and just from how the invitation was delivered and the message of a business opportunity, she clearly had credits and that could be of use. Arriving shortly on Onderon after receiving the invitation, he found himself standing outside of a mansion and he realized that he was dealing with royalty. In his life, there was never a reason for him to cross paths with the wealthy and that made this interesting much more interesting to him.

Ender was dressed in tightly fitted robes with the hood down, his mask donned as it encased his full head. The eyesockets hid his eyes as they no longer shone their bright gold, at least dimmed enough to not be visible. When he approached the double doors, two guards outside stiffened at the sight of him but didn't move as they expected him. The doors opened slightly and a droid stepped out, "Greetings, Miss Valtiere is waiting inside. Please, follow me." The droid stepped back inside and led the way for him, the furnishings and decorations extravagant and out of the price range of his by miles.

They finally arrived at the doors of the living room and the droid stepped to the side to open it and let him through. Ender glanced at it before finally stepping through, immediately able to sense the force that flowed around Eris. His eyes were caught in the light of the fire and reflected like an animal's back to her. He stopped when there was a respectable distance between them, his arms at his sides as his gaze caught hers. "Miss Valtiere, a pleasure to meet you." His helmet didn't have the voice modulator on to completely distort his voice but it was slightly muffled naturally from the helmet. "You have a lovely home."

Ender glanced over to the cat, finding it staring straight at him as its eyes matched his own. It didn't seem all to pleased with him there but he eventually returned his gaze back to Eris, "You spoke of a business venture in your message."

 

[Eris Valtiere]

Eris found it amusing when her cat all but hissed at his presence, but she simply appeased it with a gentle brush over the back. Her gaze lingered on the man before her, noting the way his eyes appeared to match the fire he stood near. She gestured towards the seat across from her, “Please make yourself comfortable.”

She looked around the large halls as he complimented her home, “It’s certainly a lot of space for just one person,” Eris chuckled to herself, sipping from the whiskey. She raised her hand to use the Force, but lowered it slowly instead, “I would offer you a drink but I’m not sure you’re too keen on taking that mask off. I can send you back with a glass at the conclusion of our meeting so you don’t find me to be a less than pleasing host,” Eris smiled at him, though it was difficult to tell whether it was genuine or not.

“I see you like to cut right to the chase,” She said as he brought up the message she had sent. Eris took another sip from her drink, leaning forward slightly, “Very well, business it is. I need someone of your….particular talents to stir up a bit of chaos,” Eris thought for a moment, “Whether it be through the beasts or this new strange virus I keep hearing about that turns people crazy,” She wasn’t sure how much she believed the rumors, but if they were true, it could prove fruitful.

“I need for some chaos to happen within the borders of Iziz for me to then sweep in and be the hero,” Eris smiled then, and it was very much a real smile with a glint in her eye, “A win like this is a win for the Sith so it could end up being mutually beneficial.”

 

[Darth Invictus]

The two of them inspected each other for a moment, his eyes scanning over her like he was addressing if she would be a threat or not amongst other things. When she offered him a seat, he glanced over before taking a few steps and sitting himself down in the plump cushion. It was certainly nicer than anything he had experienced with just the cushions and he wondered what it would have been like to live a life like this. "You seem to enjoy it quite a bit."

Ender's eyes flicked to the glass of whiskey as it was lifted in the air for her to sip from. Most Legionnaires he met were ruthless and bloodthirsty. This was the complete opposite experience from what he was used to. When she mentioned offering him a drink, even he smirked underneath his mask at her comment, "I don't think that thought would ever cross my mind Miss Valtiere." While it would be difficult to tell if her smile was genuine, it would be difficult to tell as well if his words were genuine, at least for the moment. Even though he did want to find the point of this meeting, he wouldn't be rude and waited for her to bring it up.

As she gave her proposition, his head tilted slightly to the side as he listened. Even with the little information, he understood the basis of the plan and it wasn't a bad one. It was rather simple but simplicity always seemed to win when it came to these types of things."I would hate to insult a gracious host like you but I do hope you will provide more than just a win for the Sith. What actually entails once these beasts or this virus spreads? This awfully sounds like you get to enjoy the comforts of your home as I do the gutter work. While I do support our cause, my tastes our more... unique to say the least." Yes, helping the Sith overall would be great for everyone but his concern now primarily resided over the Knights of Ren and their future. Ender knew she could help him and vice verse but something about Eris made her suspicious to him but then again, that could be accounted for nearly every Legionnaire and Guardian. Each one had their own agenda.