[IC] Nuyak Zuhia siela Trovas Horuset ((All is written in Sith))

[Trakaton Kalkoran]

The holo-com would flicker itself to life. Zikarn Ignias form being shown sitting behind a desk. His elbows resting on it as his hands, folded, held in headheight. His forehead resting on them as the eerie silence settles in. No words spoken for several minutes. His eyes suddenly move and stare straight into the holocom

"I am surronded by idiotic mongrels that do not understand the very principles of serving yourself first... Loyalty.. They all hide behind it. Sheeps are what I call them. Everyone claims they serve the powerbase. And their masters. And, truth be told, they all do. Not one apprentice remains that thinks for themselves. Everyone the dosile mongrel that simply follows orders.."

Zikarn Ignias hands smash down onto the table, papers lifting from their stacked placement. Rising in the process, Zikarn moved back behind the chair, looking outside the windows from his estate

"I will continue my service to Lord Saltaeon. To Lord Kalkoran. And the Dark Lord. As everyone. But there is a difference. I serve myself first and foremost. That the rest wants to remain chained to a master, to remain in their state of imcompetence.. such will be their choice. To think the day arived where we no longer can fight our own battles. That we are -needing- allies to fight our fights for us. That we no longer respect the sacred rites of dueling. As they have been done for ages past...."


The silence fills the room once more. Zikarn Ignia remaining speechless for several ongoing minutes

"Sith Mitina returned. As useless as always. She wants Raider title and yet the first thing she does after having been ordered to be an assistant is not asking for missions, to show initiative... No.. Its to stir trouble in the blademaster office which she holds no business with... "

A loud audible sigh was heard from him as he continued

"And I serve Sith Zynn as she is the Raider.... I now serve as her damn oversight.. Being her babysitter..."

He turns around. Staring right at the holocom once more.

"Sith Kelsa sees me as a tool to be used. Stirring trouble everywhere he goes. Constantly spurting out lies that -I- am the threat and not him. And he is right in his words..."

He smiles gently.

"But he made me assistant-raider. And I also know why. He needs me under control. A control he will -never- get. For he will only live to see the day I take his position from him. To see his house in ruins. And all that he once held dear, belong to House Ignia. For I will prevail. I will devour. And I will take everything with the power I have earned.. I will take -everything-.. And I will have my vengeance. In this life. Not the next.


Zikarn Ignia's hand rose from behind his shoulder. A swift motion was made before it was turned of.