Darth Victress
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Dec 19, 2018
- Messages
- 448
- Reaction score
- 102
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It was funny sometimes, people move through life encountering those that make a difference versus those that seemingly were just acquaintances. Looking back though, you always wondered what happened to those souls, that impacted your life just enough that you remember them but not enough that you would call them your friends. By this time, much like the galaxy, Darth Victress had heard of news on Atlas, the abdication of the throne by Aadya Drast, as well as the death of those involved on Atlas.
She had worked with Darth Valvarus when the former was a young acolyte and her a Dark Councilor; it was the strange ambiance of the Sith Empire, many perished, only a few remained to pave the road to victory. Hask Jen's demise had also traveled, bringing Darth Victress a few memories of the young Sith who had fought with her Crusader Sabrina in the past as well as when he asked for her permission to depart the Empire.
It was all in the past...
The young woman that began her journey as an acolyte working with Darth Vrael, now had rose to the position of Dark Lord of the Sith. The most powerful and revered Sith in the galaxy; the Temple was dark, gloomy, and filled with the Sorceress' tantalizing aura. Lights dimmed and the wails of tortured souls resonated through cobblestone halls, filled with a plunging cold that pinched flesh. Darth Victress sat on the throne, channeling her sinister powers while also in thought. But, it appeared something had disturbed her concentration..a familiar presence...
Golden eyes shifted to the side, peering through the visage of Black Hades as they glanced on the silhouette emerging from the shadows....
"I see you have returned..." The dark lord spoke...
@Algarus