DarthNoxia
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IC: Darth Noxia
Location: Sith Temple, Korriban
Once again, Noxia found herself navigating through a temple away from something she didn’t quite understand. She only knew that, to meet it would be their destruction. Apollyon knew it too. “RUN” she heard the voice of Dreadwar’s apprentice echo through the passageway. The Togruta picked up her pace. This wasn’t sustainable. They couldn’t run forever. Had the hordes of undead already surrounded the temple? Had they spread so far that wherever the group emerged, death would be waiting?
As futile as it felt, Noxia felt she had to do something. She hated being powerless. She stopped at the end of the corridor. Noxia had spent much of her time as an apprentice in the Valley of the Dark Lords. She had come here to study, to meditate, to walk the temples of the ancients and bathe in the power of this massive nexus. She knew the names of long-dead Dark Lords that lay beneath the red sands, Marka Ragnos, Ajunta Pall, Naga Sadow…
Closing her eyes, she tapped into the power that radiated all around. It felt different this time, the power was being drawn on elsewhere too, from many sides like a length of cloth stretching, it’s seams being wrenched to the point of ripping. She could feel the dark side in chaos as each faction fought to control it. She found a thread onto which to hold and pulled. She stretched out her power into the depths of the temple, seeking out the auras of those long passed that still held the dark side within them.
The tomb of XoXaan. Noxia’s ethereal cord wound itself down into the depths of darkness finding the eye of power there and threading itself through. Summoning those that lay beneath, calling up corpses and willing their tattered souls to join with the remains behind ribbons of shredded robes, Noxia willed them to emerge so that ancient undead may join ancient undead in the fray.
(Powers used: Reanimate Sith Undead-4)
TAGS: @Darth Dreadwar, @Admiral Volshe, @Darth Nathemus, @Voidwalker, @skira, @Nacros_Telcontare, @Hadzuska_The Jester, @Darth Solus, @Cardun Vrek, @Reatith Blodraald, @Keres Dymos, @Undying Master Xiannarr, @Reiis Invadator, @Grievance Vexx, @dragonsith13, @Darth Xxys, @Helkosh, @G.Kn, @Darth Thana, @corinthia, @Catalyst, @Volacius, @Darth Xirr, @DarthFeros, @Zareel Jhenan´doka, @Arach, @Darth Cruor , @Metus, @Sith_Imperios, @Darth Kain, @Drakul_Xarxes
Location: Sith Temple, Korriban
Once again, Noxia found herself navigating through a temple away from something she didn’t quite understand. She only knew that, to meet it would be their destruction. Apollyon knew it too. “RUN” she heard the voice of Dreadwar’s apprentice echo through the passageway. The Togruta picked up her pace. This wasn’t sustainable. They couldn’t run forever. Had the hordes of undead already surrounded the temple? Had they spread so far that wherever the group emerged, death would be waiting?
As futile as it felt, Noxia felt she had to do something. She hated being powerless. She stopped at the end of the corridor. Noxia had spent much of her time as an apprentice in the Valley of the Dark Lords. She had come here to study, to meditate, to walk the temples of the ancients and bathe in the power of this massive nexus. She knew the names of long-dead Dark Lords that lay beneath the red sands, Marka Ragnos, Ajunta Pall, Naga Sadow…
Closing her eyes, she tapped into the power that radiated all around. It felt different this time, the power was being drawn on elsewhere too, from many sides like a length of cloth stretching, it’s seams being wrenched to the point of ripping. She could feel the dark side in chaos as each faction fought to control it. She found a thread onto which to hold and pulled. She stretched out her power into the depths of the temple, seeking out the auras of those long passed that still held the dark side within them.
The tomb of XoXaan. Noxia’s ethereal cord wound itself down into the depths of darkness finding the eye of power there and threading itself through. Summoning those that lay beneath, calling up corpses and willing their tattered souls to join with the remains behind ribbons of shredded robes, Noxia willed them to emerge so that ancient undead may join ancient undead in the fray.
(Powers used: Reanimate Sith Undead-4)
TAGS: @Darth Dreadwar, @Admiral Volshe, @Darth Nathemus, @Voidwalker, @skira, @Nacros_Telcontare, @Hadzuska_The Jester, @Darth Solus, @Cardun Vrek, @Reatith Blodraald, @Keres Dymos, @Undying Master Xiannarr, @Reiis Invadator, @Grievance Vexx, @dragonsith13, @Darth Xxys, @Helkosh, @G.Kn, @Darth Thana, @corinthia, @Catalyst, @Volacius, @Darth Xirr, @DarthFeros, @Zareel Jhenan´doka, @Arach, @Darth Cruor , @Metus, @Sith_Imperios, @Darth Kain, @Drakul_Xarxes