I'd prefer this to be considered a CPvP as necessary, however due to the nature of my character's goals, full PvP will be tagged if requested.
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The way that you wander is the way that you choose,
The day that you tarry is the day that you lose.
Sunshine or thunder, a Vahla will always wonder.
Where the fair wind blows.
The way that you wander is the way that you choose,
The day that you tarry is the day that you lose.
Sunshine or thunder, a Vahla will always wonder.
Where the fair wind blows.
The woman in black strode upon the sandy crimson dunes of Moraband.
Eileen Van Alasdaire had elected to do what those of her kin had once done, those perhaps that held greater wisdom than her. Some time ago, weeks, maybe a month, she had felt a power unlike anything. The presence was vivid and waxing, a calm anger, a furnace of embers heated only by the malice and will of it's wielder. Such a power could not doubt only be felt by those who had touched the Dark Side of the Force. But Eileen was Vahla, and as with all Vahla, they were born with a natural connection to the Bogan, as they call it. The Great Darkness, the Crimson Queen. Many names had been given to the Darker aspects of the Force, for millennia.
There was three Jedi in the Order's history to do as she intended. The first was a man known only as The Revanchist, and later titled Darth Revan. It was supposed, through historical context, that The Revanchist never fell to the Dark Side. Rather, he chose to manipulate the being attempting to corrupt him, and utilized the Dark to ensure that the Jedi and Republic were capable of surviving the coming conflict.
The second was her ancestral guardian angel, the one known as The Phoenix of Vahla. There had been nine Phoenix of Vahla to date, but the last two were of interest to her. Gram, her cousin, and Kathereveris Van Alasdaire, later known as Kathrus or Alexandrus Phoenix. Both had chosen to seek out knowledge of the Dark Side, or had knowledge of it prior to their corruption, and willing chose to return to the Light.
The Revanchist, and perhaps more notably, the Jedi known only as The Skywalker, supposed that Sith were not inherently evil. But the Dark Side as a font of power was, and it attempted to corrupt whoever it could ensnare. Few had the fortitude or bravado to resist. Those who did found that the craving for violence became compulsive, borderline obsessive. It was said that 'only through great love, and unyielding faith in the goodness of who that person had once been' could turn someone from a path to utter destruction.
The cloaked figure, garbed in black, armored in a crimson suit that matched Sith design, slunk low towards the ornate tomb of the Ancient Sith. The emotions about her for once, and perhaps only, allowed to show themselves in turbulent array. Here, she would use the ancient magicks of her people to summon the spirits of the dead.
Here she would summon a power said to have been equal, if not greater, than the one that had frozen her in place that fateful day. And she would learn from it all she could of the Sith, of their nature, what drove them. And ultimately, how to defeat them without killing them, if possible. To dominate the mindset of a Sith was a task most daunting.
Only a Sith could reveal that which made them tick. She had come for knowledge, and she would absorb those teachings, or die in the attempt.
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