When a Darth met a Witch

[Eithni Vala Stark]

Yavin 4 ~ 6 am local time​

A new planet, a new place, how exciting! Eithni was getting good at sneaking onboard unnoticed by ship crews manning the various ships she's been on over her time away from Dathomir. She prided herself in being able to sneak without the use of her magick to go invisible. Not that she didn't know how to, actually she was rather skilful at using that spell. Most of the time she actually didn't know what kind of planet she would be travelling to and you could call it a dumb way to travel, but she saw them as exciting ways to see the galaxy.

This time she had stowed away on some supply freighter going for a forest planet, something about temples and vast jungles. The trip took a couple of hours as the planet they were going to was some of the last planets within the Sith Empire's territory in the Outer Rim Territories.

She had been on the planet for a couple of months, mostly keep to herself, exploring the vast wilderness, only a few times going near the outpost as it was filled with mostly men, which she did not trust at all. Even though she has been careful not to reveal her position over the time period she's been on the planet. Unfortunately, she slipped up one day, as she was performing a nightsister ritual, thanking the Fanged God for a good hunt. A team of relic researchers, sent by Darth Victress stumbled upon her camp by mistake. Now, they didn't find Eithni luckily, as she was hiding in the shadows.

She cursed herself as she didn't manage to get all her personal stuff with her, before hiding. The researchers found the camp very interesting, as it looked very much like a Nightsister camp would, especially with the ritual knife by a campfire still with embers liting up. The moment the researchers grabbed her knife, she struck, from the shadow, using her The Schnee, shooting at the researchers. She managed to paralysis two researchers, while the last 3 got away with her knife.

Cursing to herself, she hunted the researchers, scaring them to death, also paralysing another researcher. The last two managed to escape to the outpost, which made Eithni stop the pursued, as she didn't want to give the men a chance to capture her. She would just wait till nighttime and sneak in and take her knife back as it meant something special to her. She never got the chance. What Eithni didn't know, was that the last two researchers took a shuttle to get away from the planet and whatever hunted them and have most likely killed their coworkers. But, most of all they knew that Darth Victress was interested in Nightsister stuff and thought that she would find the knife very curious and their information about the Nightsister camp on Yavin 4.

@Darth Victress

 

[Darth Victress]

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Nightsisters had always revered Darth Victress, the famed Sith Lord who had been trained personally in their dark magics only to utilize them in the most sinister and vile manners to inflict pain and suffering on those that challenged her. The dark councilor's powers were significant, rivaling even the strongest of War priestesses. That was her reputation, one crafted delicately and with purpose as long after Dathomir fell into Mandalorian grasp, she still exacted her influence. And so, as the news of a ritual on Yavin 4 were relayed to her by surviving soldiers, Darth Victress was curious as to find the source.

As nightfall took the world, Ethni's nightsister camp was visited by two nightsisters themselves. They were younger priestesses, still learning in the arts and seemingly pleasant to be around. One though, was acting strange. "I can feel her..." She said, suddenly and without provocation towards Ethni. It was almost as if she was in a trance, haunted by a memory that occurred decades ago and one that impacted her gravely. Scars on her chest were evident, visible barely through the ripples in her tunic as she continued to chant and speak unfathomly. "She is here!" The nightsister roared, before the whites of her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she slumped over onto the ground in an apparent epileptic seizure. As the sister convulsed, the air around the camp dampened to nothing but a frigid cold. Wails of tortured souls radiated through the region as lights flickered and momentarily dimmed.

In the distance, a silhouette of darkness could be seen as an armored figure's contours distinguished itself from the pitch black void of the world around them. The figure moved towards the camp, a bright, crimson blade ignited in the grasp, shimmering and palpating with an unusually potent dark sided aura...The fallen blade.
@Raven_41

 

[Eithni Vala Stark]

It was quite the surprise when two other Nightsisters came to visit her and they all greeted each other happily. The sudden feel of something dark caught Eithni, like her sisters she felt a coldness getting near. When both of the sisters went into an epileptic seizure, grabbed Eithni her bow and saw the slowly walking figure moving towards the camp with a lightsaber. Looking down at her sisters, she wouldn't be able to pull her sisters away in time.

So she stood ground, waited for the incoming figure with her energy boy in hand, ready to fire if this strange with his or her's lightsaber were to attack. Eithni wasn't afraid of the dark or beast, so she didn't cower by the cold feeling that tried to penetrate her soul. And weirdly enough, she was also curious about this stranger and felt compelled to talk to the person walking towards her and her sisters.

@Faded Truth