A massive cataclysm has struck the universe, and destroyed most everything in its wake. The survivors are now trying to pick up the pieces, and figure out exactly what has befallen them. Gather together, lightsiders!! The darkness has shattered the peace and calm of the galaxy...and they will do anything to stop anyone from finding out exactly what has been done! This is our first sitewide RP plotline. Lightsiders, you are looking for the source of this massive event. Clues must be found, lackeys tracked down, and bits of memory discovered. Darksiders, you guys don't want that to happen....because of the one behind the whole thing is furthering his ultimate goal. Mandalorians, and non-force users, you guys can decide where you stand on this line....do you side with the Jedi, and try to discover the reasons behind the ruined universe, or will you side with the darkness, and protect those secrets. Will the secret of the cataclysmic reaping be kept under wraps? Or will the Jedi and their allies find out the truth? Your RP and writing will decide the outcome!
BATTLE ARENA
Welcome to The Saga Continues. We have a section called the Battle Arena. Here you can use your characters to fight other characters. Hone your skills and see what you are made of. Don't worry, anything that happens here, does not effect your characters in posts, so if your character dies, you can still use them over and over. Have fun and check it out!
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The Estate of the Ten was a gathering place for the renowned "Ten", a group of wealthy aristocrats who resided on Kuat, before being renovated into the former headquarters of the long lost Dark Tide. The Estate consisted of a private hangar, a cantina, barracks and guest rooms, training grounds, a meditation garden, an alchemy lab, throne room, holding cells, and an Inner Sanctum, an area of the estate only accessible to those capable of using the Force. Now, due to the galactic plague, the Estate has been left abandoned, serving as a monument to a once great dynasty of darkness. Now, the sun begins to rise on the estate once again.
“Now arriving at freshly liberated Kuat. More precisely, at your coordinates, Master. Records indicate that this is the Estate of the Ten. Enjoy your stay, Master.”
The engines of the yacht whined to a stop as the ship touched down in the hangar. Wilhelm descended the ramp to be greeted by a servant of Andor.
“Lord Quintas, a pleasure to meet you. Please, follow me.”
Staying silent, Wilhelm folded his hands behind his back and followed the servant.
The servant who had greeted the Count guided him deep into the bellows of the grand Estate, a series of large buildings that had resisted the destruction of the plague, and now, was bristling with life after Andor's recent acquisition of the property. Their heels clacked against the stone floor as they entered the main throne room. Ahead of them, raised up on a platform with steps leading to the top from all sides, was a single throne, a black wood intricately carved into a resounding master work. Currently, it sat empty, and Wilhelm and Andor's servant were the only two in the room.
The male turned to the Count and bowed his head, "The High Lord is currently on his way to grant you an audience. He had to step away to take care of some official government business at the capital. May I offer you any refreshments while you wait?"
Wilhelm looked around in awe at the detail of the room, the breathtaking throne holding his attention.
At least, that’s what he let his face show.
Wilhelm was no stranger to royalty, or those seeking to fill the power void. His formative years were centered around diplomacy with multiple worlds. Cato Neimoidia, Scipio, Naboo, and countless others. This backwards industrial world was nothing in comparison to the rest of the galaxy, let alone the jewels in her crown.
After a moment of continued observation, Wilhelm smiled and addressed the servant.
“No my friend, I believe I am alright. Unless you have any standing orders from your master, I will be waiting here.”
As he spoke, Wilhelm slowly made his way to the throne, eventually taking his place to the right of the throne. There, he waited patiently.
After the parade concluded and they arrived at the endpoint Darth Bellum dismounted the chariot and followed closely behind his master to the two-seated speeder that sat waiting to bring them to their next destination. The look Andor gave him after boarding the second seat of the bike indicated he was to drive to the Estate of the Ten. Without any questions or second thoughts the apprentice took the front seat, started the engine and headed the bike for the estate. The wind whipped past his ears and the smell on the air cleared the further they got from the city. Eventually the air became crisp and it was the cleanest air he had breathed in a long time, even during his time on Kamino. Before long the speeder bike and its passengers arrived in the courtyard of the Estate of the Ten, where they were greeted by a servant walking down the stares from the front doors.
The Dark Jedi dismounted the bike and the servant bowed low before saying, "This way Master, Lord Quintas awaits your presence in the throne room." he was confused for a second before he realized the man was not talking to him, but rather his master, Andor. Bellum would quickly fell into a limping walk behind his master once Andor deemed ready to enter the estate and meet with his visitor.
