NationStates Jolt Archive

The guards surrounded the capital building as hundreds of governors, generals, and admirals filled the room. Emperor Trilkan slowly walked up to the stands, cane in his right hand followed by Lords Aelikes, Vorman, Dominkive, and Shilentiave. A new member to the group is Kirtir Master Aunshi. Trilkan finally reached the podium.

"Attention loyal Huntarian leaders. The time has now come for the rise of a new dark lord to replace my old apprentice, Deshoonde who had died in the Phantom War. Lord Aelikes would make a perfict replacement. Aelikes, kneel."

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In the Aphotic Galaxy Unknown Reagons...

All the meanwhile onboard the bridge of the Affliction Deshoonde watched in a mix of horror and anger as Trilkan began to announce that Lord Aelikes would be the one to succeed him as apprentice.

"But, I'm not dead. Why would he do this to me? why?"

::Because you weren't strong enough in the dark side, my old apprentice.::

Jorrus....

Huntaria....


"Through the powers vested through me, I hereby declare you my new apprentice; Darth Aelikes. May you serve me more willingly than my previous apprentice."

"Yes my lord." Aelikes understood what Trilkan meant.

"Master Aunshi, step up please." Kirtir Master Aunshi stepped up to the emperor and kneeled just as Aelikes had done.

"Aunshi, through your bravery and direct action on that planet in the Unknown Reagons you've proved yourself over to be a worthy opponent and leader. You are now promoted to Lord Aunshi," Aunshi then stood up and faced the audience with Darth Aelikes next to him. Shelintiave, Deshoonde's sister, stood behind the two newly promoted men and then suddenly had a chill. Something isn't right here. Someone was suppose to die and didn't. Who? Deshoonde.... I can still feel his presence... But, why would Trilkan lie about his death?

"Wait a minute here now. Aunshi becomes a Kirtir Lord!?! How can this happen? Why me? Why did my master betray me?"

::You still fail to see how corrupt the Dark Side of the Force is Deshoonde.
You must follow me through the force. Once We meet, I will give you the guidance that I started to give before you fell to Trilkan's teachings::

:Why you nosey Councilor.... All right. I'm tired of playing games. Where are you?::

:Use your feelings Deshoonde....::

ooc: how should we respond to this news? Or have you even told anyone yet?

ooc: how should we respond to this news? Or have you even told anyone yet?

ooc: actually, I'm just Rping this out. I'm not really expecting any reactions. The Rebels (the nation I'm loged in now) could use some help with their rebellion though, on a side note.

OOC: Shalt I respond with my characters?

yeah. if you wish.

OOC: Okay! *Gets in Car - CAR CRASH*

IC:

Totalius walked along his silver bridge, as his new ship, the Pessimism, as his apprentice Darth Uranak followed his traces, and his echoing movements instilled with a sense of feeling. Then, in an instant, he felt a wave of rippling disbelief, another surge in the force.

"Something is wrong, apprentice." He spoke. "Let us head towards the source."

All right. Lets see where this goes. "Commander Nicklson, I want to jump to hyperspace to these coordinates." Deshoonde ordered.

"Sir... those coordinates lead us to the near center of the Unknown Reagons. Why would you want to take the Affliction there?"

"Some unanswered questions. My older master has some answers I need."

"Jorrus sir?"

"Yes. Now, go to hyperspace."

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All the meanwhile, Aelikes and Aunshi get the rewards that they shouldn't be getting.

Trilkan then turned to the crowd of generals and admirals. "Ladies and Gentelmen, I present to you Huntaer's new Dark lords."


OOC: I'll be logged in as huntarian alliance for a while.

The Affliction dropped out of hyperspace near a jungle planet.
Deshoonde paced around on the bridge, and suddenly he had a vision of what appeared to be an abbandoned temple, then it suddenly faded out.

"Ok. I'm going down to the planet alone. Seargent Brulini, you're incharge while I'm gone"

"yes, my lord."


Deshoonde soon found himself walkng to the Affliction's hanger bay and climbed into his personal Tie V38 Devestator. Within moments, he was cruising down to the planet's surfface where he saw what appeared to be the temple he had envisioned.

Deshoonde landed his tie fighter and shut down it's power.
As he climbed out, he heard a small voice call to him.

::Deshoonde....::

::Yes, Jorrus. I'm here. Now where are you?::

::In the temple up ahead. You'll find me meditating under a large beam of light, right in the center of the temple.::

Deshoonde wandered through the thick jungle forrest and found himself at peace here, a type of peace he hasn't felt since he was a....
Deshoonde quickly shook off the thought that he was once an Malkir apprentice. His eyes continued to scan the jungle through his mask, and his dark robes hovered over the tall grass and shrubbs as he strolled.

Soon, he found the temples entrance which had the ancient malkir symbole on the front of the door. So, the Malkir have also made their own base in the unknown reagons as well durring their exile.

Deshoonde walked through the massive doors which automatically opened with a *hisss* as soon as Deshoonde arived. He walked to the center of the complex as he was told to do and he did find a figure sitting down, arms bent and legs folded. Meditating ofcourse.

"Master Jorrus?"