![[-]](https://www.horuset.com/images/igame/collapse.png "[-]")
21-04-2023, 01:43 PM
((Originally posted by Hirak Sanguinis, March 2018))
Entry 42: Lessons for the Fifth Generation
*Hirak strode into the frame carrying a datapad. He leant forward and activated what looked like the holorecorder before finishing something on the datapad. Unmasked, Hirak frowned as his pained expression looked down at the information. In a moment of contemplated anger, he frowned and then seemingly centralised.*
“It has come to my attention that the current rank and file of the acolytes are less than perfect. In fact, this Fifth generation of acolytes are a rabble, troublesome and lacking in any real mirth or merit. I have noticed how they talk as if they were already Sith, how they can get away with most things or how easily they can get past the apprentices. I do not know whether this is down to the fact that the apprentices have grown soft since the Third War on Heresy and thus allowed acolytes to be so brazen in their attempts to woo them or extol their egos. It’s gotten to the point where I am sick and tired of it all. If one of the many Sith Lords who consider the great House of Horuset a bastion of true Sith mentality came to visit and saw this behaviour, we would be laughed at. So I have decided that enough is enough.
As a test, I called them all into a singular room. Although only four were not away with tasks on Th’Asidra, I noted them all the same. The four that arrived were Sovernus, Zena Vici, Khirus and Leive. Now, my thoughts on each of them:
Sovernus is an arkanian. He is not the first I’ve met nor will he be the last. He remains quiet and understands his place. He has not stepped out of line yet but I have decided that this seeming ‘peace of mind’ is out of place among the acolytes. Either way, I care little for him. Zena Vici on the other hand is the complete opposite. Very open, brazen and forgetful of her manners. She does not understand the hierarchy of the Sith. If anything, she belongs with the Jedi who are characterised by their smart-arse padawans, giving the Sith another reason to laugh at their pathetic order. Khirus is a pureblood, he too remains quiet and content. He does as he’s told and presents the fairly standard level that a Pureblood should adhere to. He has yet to step out of line in my eyes. Finally, Leive. An alien. A twi’lek who I have noted cleaning the floors on multiple occasions. Only fitting for her to do so as I have yet to see any potential in the girl. Of course, I have introduce Valkara into the mix of this generation. Though she understands the standards set if not only due to the severe torture I put her through first to understand her place among the Sith. I have my doubts she truly took it on board…”
*Hirak’s right hand came up to his chin and scratched it softly in thought before he shook it thoroughly, returning himself to his original train of thought.*
“...either way, Zena turned up late and I questioned why she had done so. She said that Apprentice Tashha had need of her. So I reassured her why a Sith Lord takes priority over an apprentice with streams of force lightning to the point that she keeled over and toppled backwards unconscious. The pain she will never forget, and neither will she forget my words. I doubt I’ll have trouble from her again. Either way, my apprentice Siors walked in at a timely occasion so I made the remaining acolytes spar with him three and then two on one. He needs to learn how to deal with multiple opponents in battle, even if they are simply weaker than him.
A few days later and I hosted a lesson on Animal bond. A fair few of the new acolytes joined, some that I have yet to see again after the lesson and others that frequent the halls. Most of their names elude me because I simply do not care about them.
As for the lesson, I brought in some Gizka for the acolytes to try. The creatures themselves are very baseline. Their mental processes mostly revolve around eating and fornication. They exist simply as a pest so breaking their minds and forcing your way in should be easy for a seasoned acolyte to accomplish as long as they dig deep into their emotions to unleash the dark side of the force. Some did manage to do this first time, my apprentice for example. However, others like the Pureblood Avestia struggle after a few attempts. I clocked that despite their natural affinity for the Dark Side, not all Purebloods have the potential to do great things as acolytes. At the end of the lesson I presented them with a small conundrum. I asked all the acolytes to kill the creatures they were still mentally attached to. This process cuts the connection harshly, one that you can feel in the back of your mind. It is something to be aware of when you’re channelling animal bond into a creature during combat to give them direct orders. Of course, this is overcome by simply training the creature to attack with hand and voice commands. I allowed my apprentice to keep one of the Gizka to train with. Hopefully he makes a good use of it and furthers his efforts at understanding Animal Bond. It would be strange if my very first apprentice could not utilise the technique effectively.”
*Hirak nodded a few times before rest his arms underneath his pectorals, folding them neatly intertwined as he stood in silence as he was clearly in thought. After a further moment of silence the Sith Lord exhaled and then nodded before unfurling one of his arms as a demonstrative device to show that time has elapsed.*
“Shortly after this, and rather interestingly, Apprentice Soyut and myself did a lesson on Sith ettiquette. It was a long, boring process but we explained to the fifth generation and some of the neophytes/apprentices that the hierarchy exists for a reason. I was harsh, especially to Neophyte Aregra, because with her now marriage to Trakaton she has standards to uphold that I refuse to see slip. I realised that our berating speech concerning their behaviour and what we expect of them was in fact exceptionally dull because I have heard it multiple times, I did notice that the reaction was straight to the point among the acolytes. They seemed to understand the process as we asked questions concerning how one should act, and the fact that each of them were rivals to one another. I hope that they manage to fix this should the Dark Lord ever come to visit the training. I suppose the one matter that we did discover from this lesson is that Apprentice Soyut and I share similar feelings concerning the state of the acolyte generation. I do hope that when I am absent on my tasks, he can break them into submission as well.
Either way, I tired of talking about acolytes.
End transmission.”
*Hirak waved a hand in front of himself with a tired exhale, exasperated and very clearly annoyed. As he does so, the blue light from the holorecorder begins to shudder until it finally shoots back down into the machine core ending the recording.*
Entry 42: Lessons for the Fifth Generation
*Hirak strode into the frame carrying a datapad. He leant forward and activated what looked like the holorecorder before finishing something on the datapad. Unmasked, Hirak frowned as his pained expression looked down at the information. In a moment of contemplated anger, he frowned and then seemingly centralised.*
“It has come to my attention that the current rank and file of the acolytes are less than perfect. In fact, this Fifth generation of acolytes are a rabble, troublesome and lacking in any real mirth or merit. I have noticed how they talk as if they were already Sith, how they can get away with most things or how easily they can get past the apprentices. I do not know whether this is down to the fact that the apprentices have grown soft since the Third War on Heresy and thus allowed acolytes to be so brazen in their attempts to woo them or extol their egos. It’s gotten to the point where I am sick and tired of it all. If one of the many Sith Lords who consider the great House of Horuset a bastion of true Sith mentality came to visit and saw this behaviour, we would be laughed at. So I have decided that enough is enough.
As a test, I called them all into a singular room. Although only four were not away with tasks on Th’Asidra, I noted them all the same. The four that arrived were Sovernus, Zena Vici, Khirus and Leive. Now, my thoughts on each of them:
Sovernus is an arkanian. He is not the first I’ve met nor will he be the last. He remains quiet and understands his place. He has not stepped out of line yet but I have decided that this seeming ‘peace of mind’ is out of place among the acolytes. Either way, I care little for him. Zena Vici on the other hand is the complete opposite. Very open, brazen and forgetful of her manners. She does not understand the hierarchy of the Sith. If anything, she belongs with the Jedi who are characterised by their smart-arse padawans, giving the Sith another reason to laugh at their pathetic order. Khirus is a pureblood, he too remains quiet and content. He does as he’s told and presents the fairly standard level that a Pureblood should adhere to. He has yet to step out of line in my eyes. Finally, Leive. An alien. A twi’lek who I have noted cleaning the floors on multiple occasions. Only fitting for her to do so as I have yet to see any potential in the girl. Of course, I have introduce Valkara into the mix of this generation. Though she understands the standards set if not only due to the severe torture I put her through first to understand her place among the Sith. I have my doubts she truly took it on board…”
*Hirak’s right hand came up to his chin and scratched it softly in thought before he shook it thoroughly, returning himself to his original train of thought.*
“...either way, Zena turned up late and I questioned why she had done so. She said that Apprentice Tashha had need of her. So I reassured her why a Sith Lord takes priority over an apprentice with streams of force lightning to the point that she keeled over and toppled backwards unconscious. The pain she will never forget, and neither will she forget my words. I doubt I’ll have trouble from her again. Either way, my apprentice Siors walked in at a timely occasion so I made the remaining acolytes spar with him three and then two on one. He needs to learn how to deal with multiple opponents in battle, even if they are simply weaker than him.
A few days later and I hosted a lesson on Animal bond. A fair few of the new acolytes joined, some that I have yet to see again after the lesson and others that frequent the halls. Most of their names elude me because I simply do not care about them.
As for the lesson, I brought in some Gizka for the acolytes to try. The creatures themselves are very baseline. Their mental processes mostly revolve around eating and fornication. They exist simply as a pest so breaking their minds and forcing your way in should be easy for a seasoned acolyte to accomplish as long as they dig deep into their emotions to unleash the dark side of the force. Some did manage to do this first time, my apprentice for example. However, others like the Pureblood Avestia struggle after a few attempts. I clocked that despite their natural affinity for the Dark Side, not all Purebloods have the potential to do great things as acolytes. At the end of the lesson I presented them with a small conundrum. I asked all the acolytes to kill the creatures they were still mentally attached to. This process cuts the connection harshly, one that you can feel in the back of your mind. It is something to be aware of when you’re channelling animal bond into a creature during combat to give them direct orders. Of course, this is overcome by simply training the creature to attack with hand and voice commands. I allowed my apprentice to keep one of the Gizka to train with. Hopefully he makes a good use of it and furthers his efforts at understanding Animal Bond. It would be strange if my very first apprentice could not utilise the technique effectively.”
*Hirak nodded a few times before rest his arms underneath his pectorals, folding them neatly intertwined as he stood in silence as he was clearly in thought. After a further moment of silence the Sith Lord exhaled and then nodded before unfurling one of his arms as a demonstrative device to show that time has elapsed.*
“Shortly after this, and rather interestingly, Apprentice Soyut and myself did a lesson on Sith ettiquette. It was a long, boring process but we explained to the fifth generation and some of the neophytes/apprentices that the hierarchy exists for a reason. I was harsh, especially to Neophyte Aregra, because with her now marriage to Trakaton she has standards to uphold that I refuse to see slip. I realised that our berating speech concerning their behaviour and what we expect of them was in fact exceptionally dull because I have heard it multiple times, I did notice that the reaction was straight to the point among the acolytes. They seemed to understand the process as we asked questions concerning how one should act, and the fact that each of them were rivals to one another. I hope that they manage to fix this should the Dark Lord ever come to visit the training. I suppose the one matter that we did discover from this lesson is that Apprentice Soyut and I share similar feelings concerning the state of the acolyte generation. I do hope that when I am absent on my tasks, he can break them into submission as well.
Either way, I tired of talking about acolytes.
End transmission.”
*Hirak waved a hand in front of himself with a tired exhale, exasperated and very clearly annoyed. As he does so, the blue light from the holorecorder begins to shudder until it finally shoots back down into the machine core ending the recording.*
