The Rovers Return Korriban bar

[Sarla Malvern]

Sarla had just finished her training on Korriban, though unlike other students. She did not have to live in the dorms, as she was nobility. Yes she did think she was better than most others, but she was taught it was not polite to show it. She did need allies, so it was time to meet the rest of the rabbal.

She went down towards it, with the express intention of meeting people, finding out who's who. See who might be useful to House Malvern, also who might help her in the plot to return Serenno back into the fold of the empire. As recently the empire had left Serenno, this presented house Malvern an opportunity to help facilitate their return. This would increase the ranking of their house on Serenno, as they helped the empire. The house would not be doing this out loyalty to empire, but out putting down a few rebellious houses, and promoting their own self interests.

She was dressed in black, with white fur cuffs. She head to the bar, and ordered a glass of Echani red wine. She was served by a devorian slave, who well dressed considering their position.

 

[Relmar Tythus]

Tythus had been on Korriban for quite some time, perfecting and honing his skills to better apply his trade. In truth, he did not like it here. Tythus always liked the sophistication of the people in the core worlds much better than the ruffian, bloodthirsty war-lord mindset that the Old Empire and its people projected. Relmar always blamed the Old Empire for the now ever-increasing threat they face with the Mandalorians, another group of bloodthirsty half-sentients; However, with war all over the galaxy, Korriban seemed the current safest place to put his training to the test without the worry of masking his force presence whatsoever. After finishing his training for the day, Relmar put his typical attire on before heading out on his ship to a small bar he had picked up word of on Korriban, apparently it served good wine.

As his ship landed outside the bar, he made his way into the establishment, pushing the doors open with the force as his arm was rather tired from practice. Making his way into the dimly lit area, he noticed a woman sitting by herself at the bar ordering a glass of wine, judging by the blade clipped on her belt, he assumed she was another sith, probably an acolyte like himself. As he approached the woman, the shadow of his tall, slender frame came into her view. Taking a seat next to her, Relmar called the servant over with a finger gesture.

"One glass of red wine." he said softly, barely loud enough for those around to hear but enough to make out what he was saying. His tired, glazed eyes wandered around at the architecture in the bar, much like the typical sight to see in Korriban, with religious "artifacts" and writings all over the walls. His eyes eventually made it to the woman seated beside him. He analyzed her for a moment, before speaking. "You one of our valiant soldiers in the grand and glorious empire?" Relmar said with slight sarcasm, raising an eyebrow to the woman as he awaited a response.

 

[Sarla Malvern]

She saw older force user come into the bar as well, he was taller or more muscular than her. He was also older, and taller. She did wonder if he was crusader, after all he was older than her. He asked her was she a soldier, she was not a soldier. She could fight, that was for sure, but soldiering was not her cup of tea, She gave him a polite look, as she had no idea who he was. No I am not soldier, I am fellow sith, from Serenno. May I ask who you are? She was being polite, as she did not want to insult someone in this den vipers. As she did not want to be punished for speaking out of turn, as that did have unfortunate consequences if she did.

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[Relmar Tythus]

Tythus smiled to himself, chuckling a little bit as he lightly shook his head. He stared forward for a moment after the woman spoke her words staring towards the servant who slid his glass of wine across the table. Taking the glass the sith took a sip of it as the deep red liquid touched his lips. Setting the glass of wine back down, he turned his shoulder looking over to the woman with full attention, smiling a little.

"We're all soldiers my dear, just pawns to the emporer that are expendable and replaceable, we are no different from the common foot soldier, trust me. The only difference between us and the soldiers of Mandalore or the rebellion is that our lives don't matter to our leader, the force does not mean anything anymore, neither does the sith." Tythus said, staring straight forward, hatred in his eyes as he lightly bit his lip. Remembering where he was, he realized it probably wasn't the best idea to end off of that note, word travelled fast on Korriban. "I'm joking, of course. We must do whatever we can to ensure our survival and dominance." Tythus said with little reassurance in his voice. He took another drink from his glass before pondering further. "You, an acolyte as well?" He asked, his cold eyes meeting hers.

 

[Sarla Malvern]

She took a sip of her red wine, the glass now had some of her lipstick on it. He went on some sort of boring monologue, about the sith and mandalorians. That was one way to charm a girl she thought, tell her life was worthless. She wonder, did that work on some girls perhaps it did. Though it would not work on her, as she was not some pawn, she had connections and a name. Then he said he was joking, maybe he realised that was it was not going to work on her. Also she only would date a fellow noble, not some riff raff. He then stared at her, and asked was she a fellow acolyte. She gave polite smile, masking the contempt she had, to the fact she was as far the empire concerned on same level.

Yes I am another acolyte. She paused and then asked him, So where you from. Her manner was polite, as the was no point arguing with the man. Though even they where equal inside the empire, she was not going to date someone, who could not further her houses aims.

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