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21-04-2023, 01:53 PM
((originally posted by Hirak Sanguinis, June 2019))
Entry 53: Valkara - Apprentice to Sanguinis
*Hirak steps into the frame of the shot and starts to undo his gauntlets, pulling them off his hands as he undoes the straps that bound the duranium handguards to his pale blue flesh. Once unstrapped the neatly put them down nearby on what the onlooker could only assume was a table. A light stretch, pushing his hands up towards the skyline as he relaxed his shoulders, a few cracks ensued at it’s culmination that were swiftly followed by a satisfied groan. The Sith Lord turned his attention back to the camera and began to speak, his tones dulcid reverberating through the device despite still wearing the beast-maw shaped mask that covered his facial features.*
“I have found in my studies of the ancient texts of the Sith that our forefathers, those that created the original Sith Empire and those who existed long before I was even a thought in my mother’s head, that the grooming of a successor is part of the Sith’s cycle. The strong eventually destroy the weak. They create stronger apprentices and the eventual cycle continues until we are able to crush the Republic and the Jedi Order. I have found more and more that as my tasks grow, my singular apprentice is not nearly enough to delegate tasks to. Not just for the reason that Siors is not apt at doing anything other than driving his head through a wall but more that he alone cannot satisfy Darth Horuset’s innate desire for success.”
*Hirak paused for quite some time as he mused upon his master’s whims. He flexed his hand and breathed in heavily before sighing.*
“Which is why I have taken the time to groom the young Valkara. I spoke of her tests and of her beginning, how I ripped the light from her and replaced it with the Dark? All this and the direction I gave her was to see her achieve total victory. I am pleased to say in the trials she performed as I expected. She has been trained before and it has made her senses keen. Her success only bolstered the idea that I required her for my plans to be successful. I have many plans and I will require that innate expertise she has: the possibility for battle meditation. This capability will make her a fine addition to my collection: a weapon to be turned on the Dark Lord’s enemies so that they will -despair- at the sight of his martial forces.
So I approached her in the corridor once the results were released. Meeting with the girl face to face, I am reminded at how the Dark Side has taken a toll on her once sickeningly pristine looking complexion. She had grown weary, angered and savage instead. In her eyes I could see the hatred, the anger she held against me. That rage would temper her and in time, it will be moulded. But to make her a vital asset, all the suffering she has received was necessary. I made her kneel and then commanded her to rise:...”
*The Sith Lord imitated the movements. First he held is right hand out, gesturing to the floor as if to indicated she should kneel, or rather some invisible force before him should kneel. He then indicated with the flick of a wrist, gesturing upwards with his hand for said invisible force to rise.*
“It was a rather amusing affair. Her face contorted both from glee at escaping her acolytehood and her horror at now being well and truly under my thumb. I could feel the fear emanate from her body. It made me feel all warm inside.
Soon after I took her to the Kalkoran Estate, where I am stood right now. I showed her around and indicated which dorm was hers. The estate had grown, of course, as Lord Kalkoran took more apprentices. We made sure to extend the wings to accommodate his desire for a greater pool of servants. Of course, all of this has come with greater influence and greater power.
I’ll admit there is a secondary reason for taking the girl. I noted Lord Tokiai had been spending more time with her, or she with him. I disliked that intervention. I dislike the idea of my former master getting his claws deep into my soon-to-be weapon. I also disliked the idea of him utilising her skill set against me. So naturally, I pressed the issue swiftly to make sure she was mine. I plan on never letting go until she either dies or my tasks are complete.
Such is the fate of an apprentice. Like myself, one day Darth Horuset will seek to rid me as a tool he no longer needs. But I am more than prepared for that…
End transmission.”
*The Sith Lord waved his light blue coloured left hand towards the holorecorder, the veins pulsating from his previous line of thought. A light snarl erupted from the mask’s reverberating vocal emitter before the transmission ended, the blue light falling swiftly into the machine’s upper transmitter. The whirring of the mechanical parts continued for a mere second until the holoprojector was completely and totally switched off, ending the entry.*
Entry 53: Valkara - Apprentice to Sanguinis
*Hirak steps into the frame of the shot and starts to undo his gauntlets, pulling them off his hands as he undoes the straps that bound the duranium handguards to his pale blue flesh. Once unstrapped the neatly put them down nearby on what the onlooker could only assume was a table. A light stretch, pushing his hands up towards the skyline as he relaxed his shoulders, a few cracks ensued at it’s culmination that were swiftly followed by a satisfied groan. The Sith Lord turned his attention back to the camera and began to speak, his tones dulcid reverberating through the device despite still wearing the beast-maw shaped mask that covered his facial features.*
“I have found in my studies of the ancient texts of the Sith that our forefathers, those that created the original Sith Empire and those who existed long before I was even a thought in my mother’s head, that the grooming of a successor is part of the Sith’s cycle. The strong eventually destroy the weak. They create stronger apprentices and the eventual cycle continues until we are able to crush the Republic and the Jedi Order. I have found more and more that as my tasks grow, my singular apprentice is not nearly enough to delegate tasks to. Not just for the reason that Siors is not apt at doing anything other than driving his head through a wall but more that he alone cannot satisfy Darth Horuset’s innate desire for success.”
*Hirak paused for quite some time as he mused upon his master’s whims. He flexed his hand and breathed in heavily before sighing.*
“Which is why I have taken the time to groom the young Valkara. I spoke of her tests and of her beginning, how I ripped the light from her and replaced it with the Dark? All this and the direction I gave her was to see her achieve total victory. I am pleased to say in the trials she performed as I expected. She has been trained before and it has made her senses keen. Her success only bolstered the idea that I required her for my plans to be successful. I have many plans and I will require that innate expertise she has: the possibility for battle meditation. This capability will make her a fine addition to my collection: a weapon to be turned on the Dark Lord’s enemies so that they will -despair- at the sight of his martial forces.
So I approached her in the corridor once the results were released. Meeting with the girl face to face, I am reminded at how the Dark Side has taken a toll on her once sickeningly pristine looking complexion. She had grown weary, angered and savage instead. In her eyes I could see the hatred, the anger she held against me. That rage would temper her and in time, it will be moulded. But to make her a vital asset, all the suffering she has received was necessary. I made her kneel and then commanded her to rise:...”
*The Sith Lord imitated the movements. First he held is right hand out, gesturing to the floor as if to indicated she should kneel, or rather some invisible force before him should kneel. He then indicated with the flick of a wrist, gesturing upwards with his hand for said invisible force to rise.*
‘Rise, Valkara, no longer an acolyte but my apprentice’
“It was a rather amusing affair. Her face contorted both from glee at escaping her acolytehood and her horror at now being well and truly under my thumb. I could feel the fear emanate from her body. It made me feel all warm inside.
Soon after I took her to the Kalkoran Estate, where I am stood right now. I showed her around and indicated which dorm was hers. The estate had grown, of course, as Lord Kalkoran took more apprentices. We made sure to extend the wings to accommodate his desire for a greater pool of servants. Of course, all of this has come with greater influence and greater power.
I’ll admit there is a secondary reason for taking the girl. I noted Lord Tokiai had been spending more time with her, or she with him. I disliked that intervention. I dislike the idea of my former master getting his claws deep into my soon-to-be weapon. I also disliked the idea of him utilising her skill set against me. So naturally, I pressed the issue swiftly to make sure she was mine. I plan on never letting go until she either dies or my tasks are complete.
Such is the fate of an apprentice. Like myself, one day Darth Horuset will seek to rid me as a tool he no longer needs. But I am more than prepared for that…
End transmission.”
*The Sith Lord waved his light blue coloured left hand towards the holorecorder, the veins pulsating from his previous line of thought. A light snarl erupted from the mask’s reverberating vocal emitter before the transmission ended, the blue light falling swiftly into the machine’s upper transmitter. The whirring of the mechanical parts continued for a mere second until the holoprojector was completely and totally switched off, ending the entry.*
