Sorgo's armys were roaming freely on the lands of coruscant. Killing at will. Destroying everything. Sorgo himself on the other hand, has gone on a hunt across space to track down the jedi that escaped him. If he says they die, they die. He didnt like it when he didnt get his own way. with sorgo were 100 of his best men. The Jedi temple has become sorgo's base.
"My lord, we have recieved a message, someone names Syris wishes to speak with you." his Lutenant informed him. Sorgo sensed the reaon why he wanted to speak with him. and said
"I will not make the same mistake i made 1000 years ago. I will not be made a pawn again"
((OOC: A man named Sorgo attacked the Jedi Temple, but the Jedi themeselves escaped to a planet farther away, unkown to Sorgo. And now, I must once again step out of my regular character and go to Tatooine with Darth Syris. ))
The hood was blackened, no eyes gleamed from the darkness. They were closed, Syris was deep in concentration. He probed the force, locating where Sorgo was.
He had not been pleased to here that Sorgo would not speak with him, but it didn't matter to him. It was just another obstacle waiting to be pounded down in his path.
As he probed deeper into the force, his attention strayed porpusefully from Sorgo, his keen senses, much better than that of any Dark Jedi or Sith, quickly located the Jedi. He had been informed by an unkown person where they were, and what they were planning.
To any standing near by, they would have seen the hood suddenly alight with two gleaming torches. His raspy breath once more echoed in the quiet dungeon. Someone was here to see him once more.
He stood up, his cloak billowing around him as a he moved through the halls as gently as a feather. He entered the same room where he had killed the senator to see someone else sitting in her place. He went over the strong man with his keen eyes, taking in the brown cloak, green eyes, viewing his small belt containing a Naboo pistol, and a lightsaber.
How can I help you Master?
Syris bowed at his Sith Master, respecting him for being able to live among the Jedi without arousing any suspicion.
At the moment, the Jedi are clueless. I think your plan just may work, my apprentice.
Syris bowed again, and watched his master exit to his ship, ready to go back to the new Jedi base. . .
((OOC: What happened to all the roleplayers 😖 ))
Elli's eyes shot open. There was something here. She could feel it, but she could not figure out what it was, good or evil, kind or malicious. She stood up slowly, not sure of what to do next.
She stepped lightly out of her room, her feet not making a sound as they strode forward. Her breath came in long sighs, they, also, were unheard in the night.
Looking around, she stepped outside. She found a quiet spot to sit, and looked up at the night sky ((can I? lol. )) Her eyes looked not at the stars, but at the dark spaces in between. In those dark places, she could imagine anything, she could let her mind wander forever, and it made for the ideal place to think.
She delved into the force, not with her eyes closed this time. She searched the area's around her, letting the force guide her in many directions. Her feelings of uncertainty gone, she slowly drifted off to sleep, lying in a quiet cove under the starry sky.
Soren: <he landed on a planet because he needed repairs, and a place to sleep, he slowly wandered around the strange planet. when he got to the more urban part he was nocking on doors trying to find a place to sleep.....he seen Elli and thought for a little while and seen a tree. he climbed up and fell asleep there because no one would lend him a room.
he started dreaming, he was having a vision but he couldn't comprehend it. he rolled over and fell out of the tree and woke up with a shock> "....*gasp*...." <he sat up and thought for a seconed. he eventually fell back to sleep>
The dark-skinned, becloaked girl locked the door of her solitary room, ensuring noone was able to see or hear...
She took a few mechanical items from her utility belt, all of which looked completely useless and broken. Ala'ii fiddled with the small pile for a moment, piecing it together expertly and forming it's intended construction; It was a cross-phasal, sub-light coded transponder modual for communicating with her home forces in events like this when she was seperated.
((This next part you'll find out later as I'm writing it in her language...))
"Zamfyr, ek Amenakae... Zamfyr, ek Amenakae..." she whispered into the device.
"Kerii'Eka, Zamfyr... Coumoanae'Ilac tenshenannae, etua corbana'Kyay eck zar eyanekamzoe e rytamen 'Syris', tentua ta stottoa kriemn etu uylimane', Amenakae karoomf..." It was the voice of the giant, her father.
She dissasembled the minute device and replaced it in her belt-pouches, "Syris..." she whispered absentmindedly.
Elli jumped up, her lightsaber in her hand. It was not the thump of the Jedi falling out of the tree, but a sudden surge in the force. She had felt it earlier as well, almost as strong as it was now.
Her eyes searched the area around her, but the only new thing she saw was the unfamiliar Jedi lying on the ground nearby. She moved over towards him, then thought better and turned back inside.
She reached her bedroom, gently closing the door behind her. When she tried to lay down, she reallized she couldn't at all sleep, so she moved off to an open area in her room. Pulling out her lightsaber, she practiced her forms, using the force as little as possible.
((OOC: Nothing for my character to do, and honestly I don't know the names of any forms yet sweatdrop ))
Elli jumped, her lightsaber barely missing the hem of her robes. She pivoted, facing the spot in which the noise came from. She lifted her shining lightsaber in front of her, sensing whatever it was that had made the noise.
Her muscles relaxed, her lightsaber lowered, but she did not flip it off. It was only the Jedi she had seen outside. Tentatively, she walked towards the door, her senses attuned to the slightest thing her lightsaber prepared.
((W-S, Check out ' http://www.killermovies.com/forums/f7/t365400.html ', the first page has a list of many of the known forms for Jedi/Sith))
Originally posted by Wind Sister
Elli jumped, her lightsaber barely missing the hem of her robes. She pivoted, facing the spot in which the noise came from. She lifted her shining lightsaber in front of her, sensing whatever it was that had made the noise.
Her muscles relaxed, her lightsaber lowered, but she did not flip it off. It was only the Jedi she had seen outside. Tentatively, she walked towards the door, her senses attuned to the slightest thing her lightsaber prepared.
Soren: -he ignited his lightsaber. the red light shined bright on his face.
He laughed a little because he didn't know why he ignited his saber, it was just a bad habbit, he could feel she wouldn't harm him- "Who are you?"
((OOC: Thanks Aliies 😄 Now I know that Makashi seems best fit for my character. ))
Elli tensed again, her lightsaber coming, once more, even with her face. Her eyes were filled with the red gleam of this mans saber. She delved into the force, becoming one with it, letting it guide her actions.
She relaxed bringing her saber down, appearring as if she wasn't prepared at all. Speaking in a leisurely voice, she stayed as secretive as necessary in her own mind.
That is not important, or it shouldn't be. The true question is "Who are you, and why are you here?
She stepped back slightly, waiting for a response.