Naxder Drol
17-04-2005, 04:01
OOC: I want it known now that this RP is set before the RP I am currently involved in with Megas, so the Sith Lord Darth Fatious will NOT, i repeat, will NOT, be killed. I do hope that there will be a lot of lightsaber duels though...but feel free to join in.
IC: Darth Fatious stands on the outskirts of a small village on the planet of Drolaria, in the Naxderian System. There is a slight breeze that billows his cloak around him. His yellow eyes are narrowed in concentration, waiting for the moment when his quarry walks past. The prey in question is a Jedi Padawan, whose master's remains are several feet away and concealed by a large boulder. "Come now, young one. Succumb to your destiny. Death comes for us all..." Death had come to many Jedi in recent months, all fallen at Fatious' lethal hands. Rumor had it that somehow the small Jedi Order on the planet had allowed a Sith Order to spring up, and there was some truth to it: There was a Sith on Drolaria, but only one. Fatious had been on his own since he had completed his training with his fellow apprentice and rival Darth Girthious and left his master, Lord Gravitious. Over the course of ten years he had slain countless Force-Sensitives, until one fateful night he encountered a young boy named Xander, who possessed prodigious skills with the lightsaber. He had trained the boy further, and even offered to take him as his apprentice, but Xander had other plans. Xander chose to create a nation in his own image, but only after swearing that he would never under any circumstances reveal his involvement with Fatious. Xander agreed and Fatious resumed his life as a Force-Sensitive murderer, until years later Xander sought Fatious out and asked his help in creating The Dominion of Naxder Drol. Explaining his new life as Naxder Drol, Xander informed Fatious that the System was under the control of a fairly large Jedi Order. Intrigued, Fatious asked what Drol needed. "Simple. Eliminate the Jedi!" And so here he was, waiting for the hapless Padawan to meet his demise.
IC: Darth Fatious stands on the outskirts of a small village on the planet of Drolaria, in the Naxderian System. There is a slight breeze that billows his cloak around him. His yellow eyes are narrowed in concentration, waiting for the moment when his quarry walks past. The prey in question is a Jedi Padawan, whose master's remains are several feet away and concealed by a large boulder. "Come now, young one. Succumb to your destiny. Death comes for us all..." Death had come to many Jedi in recent months, all fallen at Fatious' lethal hands. Rumor had it that somehow the small Jedi Order on the planet had allowed a Sith Order to spring up, and there was some truth to it: There was a Sith on Drolaria, but only one. Fatious had been on his own since he had completed his training with his fellow apprentice and rival Darth Girthious and left his master, Lord Gravitious. Over the course of ten years he had slain countless Force-Sensitives, until one fateful night he encountered a young boy named Xander, who possessed prodigious skills with the lightsaber. He had trained the boy further, and even offered to take him as his apprentice, but Xander had other plans. Xander chose to create a nation in his own image, but only after swearing that he would never under any circumstances reveal his involvement with Fatious. Xander agreed and Fatious resumed his life as a Force-Sensitive murderer, until years later Xander sought Fatious out and asked his help in creating The Dominion of Naxder Drol. Explaining his new life as Naxder Drol, Xander informed Fatious that the System was under the control of a fairly large Jedi Order. Intrigued, Fatious asked what Drol needed. "Simple. Eliminate the Jedi!" And so here he was, waiting for the hapless Padawan to meet his demise.