Sith Lord Council Chamber

[darthdodo]

List of Council Members:
[glow=red,2,300]Darth Arlist : Ultimate Sith Lord[/glow]


~SITH MISSIONS~

Mission leve: Easy
Objective: retrive an ancient sith mask from the Korriban caves
Mission details: the mask is a source of great dark power, it is said to be surrounded by danger and death on all sides

[Sho'ren'a Talasione]

*the chamber fills with sith lords as the meeting is commenced*

let this meeting be commenced now *the sith lords take seats*

first order:

the mandalorian threat what of it?

*Darth Triane stands and speaks* the mandalorians have already attacked the planet before and are now planing an attack on the planet.

we have been told that this will cause unrest and another fleet has been created

yes it has 12 venture class star destroyers have been completed my lord and my apprentice will tell you the project being created as we speak *sits*
*Darth Calois stands* Sith of this planet we have created this ship. this weapon before in our past its name can only eco death in its wake. i stand to ask permission to create the planet killer THE SCYTHE in our Star Forge.
why do we need such awsome power now when we can just bombard the planet till its surface be dust

the mandalorians are trying to make a come back in the galaxy and they carry the reched code of deciet in there ranks. the galaxy will not see this deciet once more as its threat is not awsome for the mandalorians carry a sort of cockyness...they will be not an easy but excitable target for the Sith fleet.

Permission granted on the account of only we attack this planet and no other. we need not a war in our name after all these years.

yes my lord.

now in this chamber do i hear a share of agreement

*most stand and shout in agreement*

now any disagreement
*the room ecos with quiet*

good the weapon THE SCYTHE will be created and used on this one planet meeting ajourned
*the sith stand and leave*

[Sho'ren'a Talasione]

*Darth Calois turns around and stops the head master*
excuse me mylord i have a suggestion.

yes what is it

*they sit*

i suggest we take care of the droid army before the mandalorians. they will not expect it and we will have the advantage of supprise.

hmmm

yes..

it sounds good but at what price what is our fleet?

it is 30 capital ships strong 12 ventures the rest leviathans.

sounds like good odds, do you know the droids fleet strength?

reports says about 60 ships but with our new ventures it will be easy.

very well coruscant first then beyond, then if your plans succed my young lord we shall see of more.

yes my lord

now i have to go

*they leave*

[jmcmatt]

Dark Lord Darth Arlist walked into the council chambers and sat down at the head seat as Xaviera walked and kneeled in the center of the chamber. "You may stand up." Arlist siad softly. He could feel how nerveous she was, and decided that it wouldn't do. He unclipped his double bladed saber and tossed it to Xaviera, and she snatched it out of the air. Arlist was hoping that this would make her a bit more comfortable. "You may call me Darth Arlist, or Master. What can I call you, to make you feel more comfortable?"

[Xaviera Rey]

It bothered Xaviera that she was so twitchy inside and terribly nervous outside. She had never truely been either before--she often did what she liked no matter what anyone else said to her. It had cost her points of favor amongst some of the others at the Temple, but she barely cared about that. Although, it did marr her chances of getting a Master to train her, which cut her to the quick.

Kneeling, Xaviera barely remembered getting down to the cold floor before Arlist requested she stand. She bit her lip slightly at the fact that she was being led by the Force without realizing it. Then, it happened again.

Her midnight eyes held still as she felt the hard, metal lightsaber hilt in her hand. Of course, this wasn't like before--she'd sensed Arlists actions miliseconds before the saber neared her.

Surprised that he wished to make her more at ease, Xaviera tilted her head to the side and let her eyes reveal her skepticism. "I am close and trust few, but those who have broken through call me Viera. My mother called me Viera," she added as a dark flicker passed trough her eyes and a tremble through the Force.

[jmcmatt]

Arlist reached out through the Force to comfort her a bit. "I hear you've been looking for a Master...." Arlist said, surprised at how tense he made her. I'll never get used to that... he thought. "I am looking for an apprentice. You have considerable talent, and I might consider taking you as my padawan." Arlist could feel her surprise in the Force. He used the Force to drag a chair around behind her, and asked her to sit.

[Xaviera Rey]

A strong sense of calm settled over Xaviera's mind, and she shut her eyes momentarily to bask in the sensation. She could somehow sense Arlist's extra aid to her living Force to calm her, and she attempted to memorize that feeling of security. He mentioned her search for a Master, and Xaviera's midnight blue eyes opened back up with an intense gaze. Where is he headed with this?

Xaviera held her breath when he mentioned he was looking for an apprentice, and she could not snuff out the flicker of hope that burned inside of her. A smirk started to creep upon her lips at the thought of being taught by the new reigning Dark Lord. But, she was distracted when Arlist moved a chair behind her. She sat in it, as was asked of her. Folding her hands atop one another, Xaviera stared over at Arlist. "It is very hard me to understand why you are considering me above the rest. I have been here but five years and certainly do not have a high-rate amongst the other learners and mentors." Color flushed her cheeks. "I have shown little regard for authority in my five years here--but I acted no different when I lived on Naboo. That is why I was nearly executed--the only thing that saved me was the Force."

Xaviera paused in her recollections due to the fact that she rarely ever revealed so much about herself to any other soul, and she feared that too much chatter would also marr her chances of making a good impression to Arlist.

[jmcmatt]

Arlist leaned forward with his elbows on his knees and began to speak. "I'm impressed with your lack of regard to the rules. Rules are the guidelines of the weak, and breaking those rules when tehy don't serve you shows your strength. It's what being a Sith is all about. And I sense a great power in you, a power I hope that I can help you unlock. So what do you say?" Arlist stood and extended a hand towards Xaviera. "Will you take up my offer? You'll have your own new quarters in a branch off my quarters, and we'll share the same living rooms. You'll never have to worry about infuriating instructors again. I don't want to form you into something I think you should be, I want you to grow into what you were intended to be."

[Feldore Osirius]

Malidious marched his way into the room to speak with the new sith lord, but had seen he was busy. Crossing his arms he waited for the two to finish whatever they were doing. A fresh stab wound was still painfully there from the fight against Feldore.

[Xaviera Rey]

A smile curled upon Xaviera's lips, even though she'd momentarily forgotten how to breathe. She was ecstatic. After all the aggravation I've caused the other mentors, I am asked to forge an apprenticeship with the new Dark Lord. He held out his hand to her to take, a seal of the offer.
Yet, Xaviera needed one more thing from Arlist, in order to put her trust solely upon him. She put her palms face down on the table and scoot them forward until they were beneath the Sith Lord's extended hand. "I am most certainly honored, yet I have but one request before I accept, my Lord. I wish to see your face." It was a fairly intimate request, but Xaviera wanted to see her allies and get a glimpse at their eyes. Most of the time, everyone whom she studied the facial features of wore a mask because of the Force. Yet, she held onto the peculiar habit.

Glancing towards the door, Xaviera raised one eyebrow. "Someone else requires your time," she commented quietly.

[jmcmatt]

Arlist altered his hands position and the man at the door turned around and went outside to wiat. Arlist slowly pulled his hood back, revealing his fully black hair and his yellow/red eyes, but nothing else had changed from his strong features. He removed one black glove, the one on his right hand, and held it towards Xaviera again.

[Feldore Osirius]

Malidious suddenly blinked as he now was out of the room. Looking left, right, then to the door, he realized he should have knocked first. Clenching his teeth, the Zabrak growled at himself. What a first impression on the new lord......

[Xaviera Rey]

Watching Arlist send use the Force to have the man wait a little longer, Xaviera was definately at loss of words to describe the new Sith Lord's powers. I could learn much from him she told herself. She shifted her gaze back to Arlist when he slowly drew back his hood, and she found herself in a trance-like state as she studied his face. His hair was black as night, perhaps even darker than Xaviera's own raven hair. But his eyes entralled her the most, the way the exotic red and yellow blended together to stand out from his face. She had felt a comfort within his eyes and immediately grasped hold of his hand when he extended it to her once again. She smiled to him for respect--he'd shown her great respect by fulfilling her request as well as removing the glove from his hand when he'd not had to.

"I accept your offer, Master." Xaviera replied, bowing her head.

[jmcmatt]

Arlist lead his new apprentice around the small table and to a chair slightly smaller than his own to his immediate right. He put his glove back on, and pulled his hood up, then used the Force to call the man back in.

[Feldore Osirius]

Malidious felt the lord through the force and bowed his head in anger before walking through the automatic sliding doors. His eyes glanced at the two before he had walked up to the table, but didn't take a seat. Instead the Sith just crossed his arms and nodded in respect.

The Zabrak's mouth opened to speak, but it hesitated and it took a few moments for his words to come out. He preferred to not speak at all, but times came when he had to. "Sorry for my..intrude...." His eyes slowly shifted to the girl, then back to the Sith Lord. "But I have some..minor ..news for you... Toxither is gone.... He no longer has control over the Jedi Feldore.... "

Malidous started to shift his dead black robes around so that the two would not see the round saber hole that was from the fight not long ago. "...."