Meeting in the Dark (TSO)

The threat of death was never really a concern. Few people were aware the dark lady existed, and personally, she liked to keep it that way. Drawing unnecessary attention to herself, and her skills would have been unwise in the current state of the galaxy. She loved her freedom, her privacy to work on her personal agenda. The rest of the Sith and the galaxy could burn for all she cared, so long as she had her little quiet corner carved out, and left alone. Her loyalties were only to herself. She had little recent at present to care much for anyone else around her. 

Still, she did find herself a touch curious as to what the Sith Order had deemed so important to call them all here, to air the threat too. It must have been important, or at the very least interesting.  

The alchemist mistress finally entered the meeting grounds. And from beneath a dark hooded cloak, she lifted an eyebrow when she spotted Kaz's 'pets.' To her, it was a nice choice, a nice touch. For now, she chose not to speak as she found a place to rest comfortably while she waited for the others that were bound to arrive soon. Tucking her legs and feet underneath her, she finally shifted into a comfortable position, leaving her hood on and up for the time being.

Kaz Valnor

Mirien lifted a brow, watching as Kaz moved towards her. Still, beneath her hood, she cocked her head to the side, thinking for a moment as a smirk spread across her lips. "Now where would the fun be in that?" She asked, almost playfully. "Perhaps if you prove interesting I may let you see what lies beneath." The game had begun. And Mirien certainly loved her games. This was bound to make the evening enjoyable.

"Naturally. It makes the reward of victory all the sweeter, don't you think?" The brunette settled back onto her heels, making herself more comfortable all while keeping her hood securely up to obscure her face for the time being. 

"Yes." She replied softly. "It requires a subtle strength that few can ever see. A precise application of power that is beyond most. It's something akin to being able to read the tiniest of ripples and currents in an ocean, while the majority of Sith can only ride the waves unable to influence and understand the waters beneath their feet."

Mirien shrugged, "Most folks that I've noticed in the galaxy as a whole are short sighted and incapable of seeing the larger picture."

She looked to his pets again, "Alchemy has always been my primary interest and where my talents seem to lie within. I've only recently come to working with beasts. I had been exploring Alchemy with regards to solely enhancing one's body, weapons, and the like."

Kaz Valnor

A slight upturn at the corner of her lips was a sign she was genuinely interested in the Sith in front of her. Unlike so many that had come before him, this creature seemed to have a brain. Mirien had previously thought she was just one in all the trillions and trillions of people in the galaxy that held this particular manner of thought.

She bowed her head ever so slightly understanding where he was coming from. "Those kind of gifts are exceedingly rare, even among those that are blessed with the Force." It certainly was an unusual trait that he had. One that did make her a touch more curious about Kaz. He was different, unique among the Sith Order it seemed. And Kaz was different enough that the brunette was intrigued to learn more.

She watched the change in him as his skin shifted along with his eyes. "I can understand that. These mortal bodies are fragile, delicate things. Even the slightest of imbalances within can drastically change them. Now whether that is for the better, or the worse only Fate gets to decided that."

A sincere smile had formed on the Ice Queen's lips. "It seems my dear, that you are one of only a handful of creatures in the galaxy that I have found that does not bore me. That in itself is quite the accomplishment. Making me intrigued enough to want to know more about you, doubly so." 

Settling back in her seat, legs tucked neatly beneath her. "So maybe we can have a small trade, eh? I'll let you see what is under my hood, in exchange for your name." It seemed a fair exchange for her. As for her name, she was likely to make him wait a little longer on that and get him to work just a little bit more for it. 

Kaz Valnor

The Ruusan temple. A dark and foreboding place, designed to intimidate and demoralise. It was a place steeped so much in the Dark Side that it was literally dark - light growing dim and faint in it's hallowed halls. An utter pain to deal with, even with low light vision. He had banged his shins against low level pedestals and fallen columns on more than one occasion here. All the more reson to move on.

The Sith had to move on. From clawing at faded glories and symbolic places. There was strength in ritual, yes. But currently, all the Sith Order was, was a reflection of the Jedi. And that was just...wrong. Strength did not grow from order. It grew from chaos. It grew from overcoming challenges on one's own merits. And it seemed to have fallen on him to make sure things did not completely fall apart.

The galaxy was changing, and they would change with it.

He stepped out of the temple, the his sight momentarily overwhelmed by the sudden brightness of Ruusan's day, before casting his gaze down towards the meeting grounds. There were so few Sith present. Ah well. Those who heeded the call would be suitably rewarded for their efficiency. Those who had tarried...would be left behind.

Kaz Valnor,Mirien Valdier,

"My, even lovelier than I expected," Kaz said when she removed her hood. "Such a shame to hide behind a cloak."



Even as she mentioned a newcomer, the heads of his beasts twisted to face the man she mentioned. Their noses worked the air, but the smell was not familiar. He was a sith, but given their location that much was a given so not particularly useful.



"Hmm, perhaps this is the one that called us here. I do hope his reasoning is interesting, if not these two are feeling a bit peckish..."



Mirien Valdier, 

Keter rolled his shoulders, letting his red eyes focus on the three gathered figures. A child, a mand, and a woman. Hmm. Symbolic. The blond noted how he caught their attention - didn't seem like they had been waiting long, but the man and the woman had already begun to scheme. Heh, cute. Keter adopted a polite smile and nodded at the little gathering.

"Greetings, brothers and sisters in arms. Your prompt arrival does you credit - too many of our kind see the titles bestowed upon them as pass to act however they please, as if they are free from obligation. The Order has invested too much in all of you to simply let you do as you will." There, a nice bold opening. One that would probably have them laugh at him, but that was fine. Sith only became subservient to those who proved their power. Such was the way of things. THough he had to applaud Rach's political ploy, sending a representative. A nice little show of power that elevated her over the other two arrivals, but something he would turn against her easily enough.

A representative did mean she didn't find this whole affair worth her personal attention after all.

"I just happen to like my privacy, and the ability to go about unnoticed." That was at least her reasoning for it, for the time being. Keeping herself from sticking out, and being noticed had kept her life neat and tidy without Imperial interference.

"We can only hope." She whispered to him as they were joined by a couple of others.

Mirien lifted a brow as her attention was momentarily drawn to the young woman that joined them. Rach, a name she didn't recognize. But then again her even being on the same world with another Sith was a rare incident.

Her eyes briefly wandered to the newest latecomer. She watched just for a moment to see what the girl was doing here. Touching history, she recognized that that did make this one more interesting to Mirien but felt no need to raise a question to the young woman for now. After all her care for other Sith was minuscule at the best of times. Her focus then shifted back to Keter.

"And we are to believe that your someone we should listen to, take orders from? Last time I checked the Sith Order didn't give a damn about what any of us did. There's enough interference from the Empire. The last thing I want is another party poking around what is frankly none of their business."

Kaz Valnor, Keter, Emilia Shields, Caiera Arkelion

Keter grinned, nodding along to their retorts. Unsurprising. Sith were all about strength. That strength tended to breed arrogance. An unforutnate but inevitable side effect. The blond nodded Mirien Valdier, making a show of agreeing with her words.

"Frankly, the Order doesn't care much for what you do indeed, as long as you do not make us have to deal with you. Of course, it would be easier to organise ourselves than merely running loose throughout the galaxy like a pack of wild dogs. I merely propose a new direction. I'm sure you all noticed the lack of...effectiveness, plaguing the Order. Our numbers are nearing extinction once more, and I grow tired of being little better than Mandalorians. We are not mercenaries. We are not tomb robbers. We are Sith. And you at least act like it."

Keter let his red gaze swing over to Kaz Valnor, smirking. "Neither did you."

He rolled his shoulders and sighed, letting the data being displayed by his eyes drift past his gaze. So bold, agreeing to turn up at a meeting place of his choice. He had expected more wariness. Still, they were powerful, powerful enough to potentially shrug off any tricks he could throw at them. Good. This wouldn't be as effective if it were easy. "Still, we are no Jedi to mince words. You are either with me or against me. If you wish to go and prepare yourselves, then go. If you believe the Sith are destined for more, stay. If you wish me to prove myself, then you are welcome to try."

Kaz Valnor,Mirien Valdier,Keter,Emilia Shields,Caiera Arkelion,

Keter was quiet as he considered their words. The blond nodded, reaching for a communicator on his belt. "Very well then. The remenants of the Order and it's allies are mine. I have a plan in the works to establish a more...stable foundation, but since you are unwilling to partake, you may go in accordance to the laws of meeting that were laid down. But know this - you shall no longer be considered members of the Order."

He turned away from them then. "If there is nothing else, then begone. You have until sundown to vacate my planet."

The blond would bring them to heel in time. In truth, they would either submit or be destroyed. For all their power, they would be devoured by the Empire when the time came. Unless they put aside their petty egos and actually focused on the problems facing them. Or perhaps things would be better that way - let them be slain by the Inquisitors. Then they wouldn't be able to pollute the Order anymore with their outdated ideals.

Keter smiled. A pity. He had been looking forward to seeing their reactions to his plan.

Kaz Valnor,Mirien Valdier,Keter,Emilia Shields,Caiera Arkelion,