Open Umbara Resurgence

[Thel Xeros]

Thel’s lightning found its target, Zorya unable to block it due to the combined assault from the Sith in the room. Just before he broke off the attack to allow Tempest to unleash whatever punishment she saw fit, he noticed a familiar red glow out of the corner of his eye. Briefly fearing some sort of treachery, he raised his right hand slightly. He could defend himself telekinetically, if needed. It wasn’t necessary. Param stepped into view, ready to defend him. He couldn’t help but feel a slight hint of pride in the fact she showed loyalty to him. Not that he would give any indication of that.

He stopped his attack, taking a few seconds to compose himself. Zorya writhed in pain on the floor. It was a sorry sight. Of all the Sith he had worked with, she perhaps had the most potential. That had now been squandered.

He felt a sudden piercing sensation assaulting the defensive barriers he placed around his mind. A final act of defiance from Zorya it seemed. He was her equal though. He managed to resist the telepathic attack, though signs of the strain would be visible on his face.

When Tempest’s attack came, it was cruel. Zorya managed to raise an arm to defend herself, but it was horrifically burned. He watched, emotionless. She brought this on herself.

The concussive blast she unleashed was unexpected. Stepping back, he was just about able to raise a barrier to shield himself. When he looked up, he saw Zorya desperately fleeing the scene. The academy’s guards would hunt her down. He wouldn’t risk doing it himself. Even injured, she would still be a dangerous opponent.

Tempest’s declaration about Zorya was no surprise. A reminder of why Thel remained loyal to the Dark Lord.

With that done, he had no further business on Umbara. He bowed his head to Tempest and turned to leave. He paid no attention to Azar’s ascension to champion. It was of no concern to him. “I’m leaving Param. If you would prefer to stay, I will arrange for someone to pick you up at a later time.” Striding from the room, he made his exit.

EXIT THREAD

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[Darth Arcanos]

Azar was thrown clear across the room when the Force blasted out from Zorya. He should have expected it, but there was no denying that she was far superior to him in strength. For now. The Pureblood just barely managed to flip and skid to a halt before he seriously broke bones hitting the wall. By then, their target fled the scene, likely once more disappearing into obscurity like she had been for a long time now. Azar straightened up to stand, looking around the room to take note of what remained of the laughable aftermath of a Sith gathering. In a way, it felt no different than the tribal gatherings he recalled of his own people.

He almost jumped when the Dark Lord addressed him. A sinking feeling welled up in his gut as he was forced down to his knees. Was he marked for execution next? Had he not shown his loyalty? He remained silent as she spoke, hiding the surprise from his face. By the time Tempest was done, Azar wasn’t sure if this was a reward or a punishment. On one hand, he loved the idea of unlimited access to the archives at the academy to continue his specialty. On the other hand, he despised the thought of teaching others skills he jealously protected. Tempest must have caught on that he had been entirely self-serving in his endeavors and hadn’t contributed back to the faction. While this was a promotion, it was also a sharp nudge towards giving back to the Sith Order.

Azar rose as a Champion, “I am honored, my lord,” He said simply, keeping his conflicted thoughts on the matter to himself.

@Altaris

 

[Param Vour]

Param dips out with her master.

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[Trael Osso-Drast]

Trael's focus waivered slightly upon feeling the telekinetic assault. When he had regained it he was too late the concussive blast threw him back. Skidding along the floor towards the wall at a high speed awoke his survival instincts. Rolling onto his back he would jump up and backwards with the force landing near to where he was originally. Turning he would see Zorya making her escape followed by the guards not feeling he was necessary anymore for that escapade.

Turning to make his goodbyes Thel going before him caused him to have to watch the promotion ceremony. Although initially it looked like it was to be a second execution. After Tempest finished her business he would bow and leave the academy.

EXIT THREAD

 

[Serene]

Serene raised her left hand, digits crackling with energy. But before she could unleash the painful Sith lightening Zorya released a concussive blast that made the Champion fly back only a meter before meeting the door that had closed behind her. She began to fall forward but caught herself with the same hand she had been focusing the Dark Side through.

Looking up and around, Serene just caught sight of the Sith Master heading down a passageway previously unknown to the Champion. The dark sider grumbled as she righted herself and dusted off her shoulders with the back of her hand. The woman's lightsaber remained on briefly before returning back from whence it came and Serene returned to a cloak of shadows. She walked away from the perimeter of the room as the Sith Guards made a hasty pursuit of the former Sith Master.

The woman bore witness to the new responsibilities ahead of Azar Kressh per the Dark Lord's decree. She gave a respectable bow towards her Dark Lady letting her know her she would obey. Others were quick to leave, ready to be out of the eye line of Darth Tempest, but Serene had only just arrived.

"Congratulations, Champion Kressh." Her amused expression was only hidden by the fact her face was covered. "Will you allow me to buy you a drink to celebrate?" She eyed him curiously to see how he would respond. This was the first time she was meeting the Sith Pureblood, at least in person as far as she was aware of. Holocalls with identity obscuring hoods did not count.

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[Cremek "Krayt" Candorus]

Zorya.. such potential, like him, both of them had the ability to become great, to set the galaxy alight if they managed to evolve and grow, though zorya chose her side, as she fled, he had to bat away a slight feeling of sadness.

"Strength is life, for the strong have the right to rule."...

Honor is life, for with no honor one may as well be dead."..

Loyalty is life, for without one's clan one has no purpose."...

Death is life, one should die as they have lived."...

he repeated those words in his head, strength, honor, loyalty, death.. strength, honor, loyalty, death.. if he even ran into her again he would express his condolences, but never will he hesitate, she is an enemy now.. that didn't stop him from feeling a similar feeling as to when he fought saybella, was this what they called pity? nonsense.. cremek was a sith master, no longer was he victim to such weak emotions, cremek was now far too disciplined for that, he might of felt them when he was a champion, bt he certainly wasn't going to as a master.


cremek of course chose to remain, there were always opportunities to learn, even as a master. cremek kept his eyes and ears open for potential sources of information, when he spied the duo, he re-emerged from the shadows like a wraith, his ruby colored T visor glimmering slightly, letting his masking down fully, as there was no need for a element of surprise anymore as zorya was gone.

"ah, a new champion! I look forward to chronicling your actions! I say this with honest sincerity, because I have a gut feeling about you both, and a warrior should know when to trust his gut, I do hope you both survive to master, I do love competing with competent sith, that is to say you both are competent.." he let that sentence hang a moment "how about a show of good faith, how about I buy you both a drink, champions, Kam Isar Tu Zodis? - what do you say? perhaps some good Ne'tra gal - black ale, to test your fortitude?"

cremek too, was intrigued by the pureblood, which either meant he wanted to rip out his insides and experiment on them, or he was just intrigued at the culture, perhaps both.

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