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 duelists find themselves lost in the planet world of Raxus Prime. The arena is a basic junkyard portion of the planet, surrounded by mountains of garbage on all sides. The opponents will fight in a flat bit of ground between numerous surrounding junk mounds, with ample detritus available for use as a makeshift weapon, should the combatants so choose.
Combatants, should you have any questions, your assigned judges are Ishmael and @ron . Good luck, and may the best duelist win!
Raxus Prime was on a long list of planets that Bedrovelse Hevn did not care for. Most of that list comprises of systems whose climates do not agree with his Ensolican anatomy, but this one was special. This despicable sewer planet was a cesspool of infection and danger. The likes of which often proved unpredictable and irritating on the best of days. Rogue droids, disgusting alien rodents, and to the most of Hevn’s distaste.....discarded Sith artifacts.
Hevn’s quest for artifacts was an infinite and two pronged journey. If he collected these ancient and powerful objects, they would be out of the reach of his enemies, and at his disposal to dispose of them. As a dark jedi he saw it as his duty to protect such knowledge from the Sith’s abuse, and the Jedi’s destruction.
Raxus Prime had been home to powerful war waging technology employed by the Sith. The Force Harvester for example, had been lost among the piles of junk and garbage that sludged over every inch of the planets surface. Hevn believed there could be more yet undiscovered here. Waiting for him to seize it’s power and understand it.
A shuttle descends from the clouds above over a small clearing in the junk. Without touching down, 3 shapes jump from the side doors and land firmly upon the clearing. Bedrovelse turns to his lackeys. “You have your coordinates. Check the site of the Harvester. Watch your scanners and keep your eyes peeled. This place reeks of danger.”
The lackeys nod, and march obediently into the debris. Bedrovelse took every precaution with this mission. His last steps on this planet were met with a vigorous assault by an obscure, powerful, and incredibly skilled Sith Lord.
Hevn is clad in black robes, and his full armor. His shins and knees are covered in plate imbued with Sith alchemy. His forearms and gauntlets similarly composed. The left hand being C’thulu’s ornate weapon of Sith magic. His chest is covered by sleek plate and head covered by a dragon styled Sith mask. At his left hip is Phantasmagoria, his Sith katana. Each piece of armor and weaponry has been forged in the blood of hate, love, and sacrifice. Such spells gave them defensive qualities that rivaled beskar, at least in terms of energy. At his right hip was his dragon ornamental hilt, his white bladed lightsaber.
Bedrovelse keenly absorbs his surroundings with a scowl hidden by his mask. He opens himself to the force to feel for prying eyes, opposition, or danger.
