Tulak Hord's Tomb

Thu Dec 17, 2009 12:14 am by Windu

** in the bottom the tomb a subbasement is set up some 5miles below ground level. this is research and development lab. the entrance to the lab is only know to 3 people brimstone , Psi and kane. non of the lab assitents know were they are only that they are to work until they have completed there mission. Psi enters the subbasement and puts on her lab coat before moving in to a lab.*

well i have the sample of the E.T. and we have a strain of what we think is the darkseed virus from brimstones dead clone...we need to put the together and develop a strain that attacks lightside infused mids

**with they they got to work and started to analyses the strains of the Darkseed virus and the E.T sample to understand there basic compounds. this was a prosses that would take time. Psi sat down a a computer and started to go over over the strain of the darkseed virus. he primary mission was to duplicate it. if she could duplicated then she would be able to better mix it with E.T. . this project would be the success of failer of the KS*

Sun Dec 20, 2009 4:23 pm by Windu

**Finaly after days of poring over the darkseed strain Psi had found the true source of the virus . A parasite. and from the looks like one that was engendered using sith Sith Alchemy from the looks of it. the only problem was this batch was dead. and recreating them would be impossible with out there designs. she wonder if they could clone them . she stood up and walked over to the cpu to start running simulations on the possibly of this. it would take some time to come with an answer.

mean wile in the other lab the tecs were able to enhances the ability of E.T. to the point of a lethal doce to even someone gifted with the force. this had allowed them to isolate the component of the energy drink that were harmful to non force users. a focus group had been form to turn this in to a bio weapon of mass destructions. some to be use to spread fear and death across the universe*

Tue Dec 29, 2009 2:09 pm by Darth Wrath

*Beneath the ashes and the sands of time lay the sleeping essence of Tulak Hord. His spirit forever immortalised in his armour, the spirit and armour long forgotten, but even still now centuries later the legend of the greatest swordsman to ever walk through the universe lived on, and many were hungry for the power and skill that the Sith Lord wielded. A taint of irony surrounded the lust for Hord's power, since Sith beleived power came from within the individual.

Centuries earlier Hord's tomb had been raided, then too it had been visited by Revan. Little was left, but stones, pillar and sand. Or so most believed. For a millennia Hords most sacred holocron had been lost, it was assumed it had been taken by Revan and none alive knew whether it still existed or where it lay. Yet a second artefact still existed. Surviving for years because of the strong aura that held it together, the reeking aura of the Dark Lord's spirit itself. For many, many years lingered beneath ground, only his memory existed, longed and craved the spirit had..........Freedom.*

<< .........Vexok......Savaka...... >>

Wed Jun 15, 2011 7:37 pm by Lord Sarthon

=4000 BBY=

Lord Sarthon's Ghost crossed form Chaos into his tomb off of the Great Sith Temple in the hidden areas of Tulak Hord's Tomb. He was glad to be back and bided his time until the time was ready.

Thu Jun 16, 2011 3:38 pm by Lord Sarthon

=Kyja=
Kyja walked forward and looked at his datapad. The pad gave detailed information of the maze of tunnels he would be taking once deeper in the tomb. He basked and reveled in the darkness that was evident. His eyes adjusted to the low light more quickly than a human's due to his Shistavanian physiology. He became more in tune with the Dark Side while he stayed there and found his focus in the chaos and swirl of emotions around him. He proceeded forward. Guided by the whispers in his head, he came to the first atrium and there before him was a pack of Tukata. Seeing them caused his anger and rage to boil, and he howled as did on Uvenna Prime leading the pack as Alpha. Baring his fangs he used his rage to fuel the darkside and rushed foward in unnatural speed. He leaped forward as the first Tukata turned out of Kyja's way, but he found the throat of the second snapped down his powerful jaws and crushed the throat of his prey, and snapping its neck in the process. With the taste of bloodhe moved to the first one and swiped it with his pwerful claws and sent it flying into a wall where it died upon impact. Turning in his dark side enhanced rage to the third he slashed it with his claws and laid it open across the rib cage. Mortally wounded and corrupted by the darkside it rushed kyja with its horns and Kyja lunged forward to grab a hold of it and he bit down on the neck as he did, and searching with his fanges, he found and crushed the jugular. The Tukata went limp and died. His preditor instincts activated, he realized he was hungry and proceeded to to tear into the three Tukata and consume the meat off the animals leaving nothing but the bones, guts, and blood everywhere. Licking his chops, he let out a victory howl and gained insight that he could use the exhiliration of the hunt to fuel the darkside along with his emotions. No longer afraid he continued forward.

Sat Jun 18, 2011 8:36 pm by Lord Sarthon

=Kyja=
Leaving the first atrium, and drawing upon his predatory nature couple with the darkside, he stalked forward. He sensed prey ahead. The whispers of Tulak Hord could be heard in his head, and he moved forward as silently as he did when he was young pack leader. The whispers were fueling his fear and hatred toward his former master and the Jedi. More importantly, it fueled his hatred to those who had done this to him. He wished he could slay them. The whispers of Tulak Hord, were instructing him in the finer points of lightsaber combat and Force combat.
He could hear the whispers from Ludo Kressh's tomb just outside the valley, but those were faint at the edge of human hearing, but not to his. He stretched out with his feelings as he stalked forward, and Ludo Kressh's whispers continued. The whispers were instructing him in the basics of Sith Magic, and the use of Battlemind. Regarding the latter, the whispers also instructed him how to augment his speed, ferocity, and strength by amplifying his rage through the Force. He continued forward and whispers ceased.
He had reached the base of an incline and six Tuk'ata were in his way. He bared his teeth, and realized he was hungry again. He took to heart what the whispers said, and using the Force he moved with burst of speed for 30 sec. Doing so in his bounding leap he soared through the air and had laid them all open to the bones of their ribs when the burst was over. Stalking forward, he reached one of the Tuk'ata and grabbed it and bit down hard on its neck. His canines found the jugular, and he chomped harder breaking it neck. It went limp and he devoured it. He did likewise with the other five. His hunger satisfied somewhat he dug into his pack and found the food he stashed there. He found what he was looking for and ate his lunch.
He put his pack away and continued up the incline and the whispers from Marka Ragnos found their way into his skull and further drove him into the darkside. Mostly on how to become powerful with the Force. The whispers of Tulak Hord, Ludo Kressh and now Marka Ragnos now began to sound as a small symphony in his head, like a ringing, but a also like a whitenoise one could not escape. It had the effect of fueling his frustrations and anger once he had reached the top of the incline he stopped. He had two ways to go, left or right. He knew that if he went left, it would lead further to Tulak Hord's sarcophagus; which he discerned from the checkpoints on the datapad. He turned left and proceeded forward.
He went about 50 feet and ended up in a nest of Shyrack. Roaring he went into a Force rage and sensed their locations and swiped his paws in a wide circle in blinding speed. When he came out of the rage they were all dead. He stopped and noticed the boulders and rubble blocking something. He used his prowess to move the rubble, and there was an opening. He checked the pad and he was right on time. Entering in the tunnel he turned around and drawing on his anger and fear he pulled the rubble back over the entrance. He could tell he was still in the tomb because a new whisper entered in, that of Lord Naga Sadow. His whispers were that of Ancient Sith Sorcery and the forbidden Sith teachings, and how to augment his Dark side power with long-forgotten Sith traditions. When the whispers were finished they were added to the noise already in his head. The tunnels were empty of things that were living. However, Kyja did not drop his senses. He knew better and followed the tunnel as it wove further underground.

Wed Jun 22, 2011 1:57 pm by Lord Sarthon

Ten Kilometers below the surface in the long speculated Sith Temple buried in the ground, Lord Sarthon re-appeared. He was pleased with his efforts, he had twenty younglings and ten Jedi hopefuls of varying ages from the shuttle that was bound for Haruun Kal. They were being held in an illusion created by Sarthon while he fashioned a temporary holding cell for them. Having completed the work using alchemy and the materials around him, he released them from the illusion. Immediately the younglings began to cry for their parents. Utilizing the dark side, he looked at them and they were silenced to a whisper. The adults and teens on the other hand were caged. The prisoners who had been on their way to Kessel, and Dathomir were also kept in cages, and amidst their cacophony of cries and threats, Sarthon hissed.

IC: Silence! Your freedom will come soon enough and you will have nothing to worry about.

=prisoner=
The Jedi will hear about this and free us!

IC: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. There are no Jedi here, save one. He is on his way to "save" you.

=Other Prisoner=
Yeah! They will defeat you!

IC: Please. I cannot be defeated here. Jedi have come here for centuries and turned to the dark side. In the end, I will be victorious.

He then whispered under his breath in the original Sith language, and they fell silent.

Wed Jun 22, 2011 2:13 pm by Lord Sarthon

Meanwhile the former Jedi Padawan, Kyja, moved closer to the temple in the winding tunnel. The tunnel turned sharply downward and he was able to maintain his balance when a human would have slipped. He heard a noise and smelt something on the way which was drawn to his Force signature. The tunnel he was in was pretty narrow about two meters wide in places, and two meters high. This forced him to his fours, as he walked forward. He saw an apparition approach him. Immediately he roared, crouched, and lightning was released from his paws to the ghost. The ghost fell back and struck with a vengeance of black lightning and a Force Wave. Kyja was thrown backward and he stretched his paw forward again and this time he drained the Force from the ghost. The ghost disappeared, and he continued. He reached a large room and a Tarrentatek was waiting.

Thu Jun 23, 2011 12:36 pm by Lord Sarthon

=Kyja=
Even though he had thought he had drained the Force from the Spirit, it came at him again. With the Tarentatek in front of him and the Ghost behind him, he focused his anger and hatred. They flowed through him and he knew both were equally dangerous. He drew more of his rage, and utilized his Matukai discipline to channel the Force more through his body. Having a moment or two to pause and gather the darkside, he then leapt and howled in a blinding Force Speed enhanced rage toward the Tarentatek. His mass, weight, and momentum allowed him to grab the snout of the Tarentatek and yank with his momentum. The satisfying crunch of the neck and spine, with the head nearly decapitated satisfied him that it was finished; the remains of the Tarentatek dropped to the floor like a crumpled doll. The Ghost was going to take some more concentration.
Kyja whirled and came about. He brought the darkside to bear and leveled a barrage of Lightning to the ghost. which the ghost deflected back at Kyja who leapt out of the way as best he could in the small atrium. He felt himself down to about 50% of Force reserves, yet he felt himslef being refreshed by the darkside on the planet. He tapped into the darkside and this time on instinct, he severed the Force from the Ghost and engaged in a bitter lightsaber duel utilizing a blend of Shiem/Djem-So and Juyo. The Ghost faught back with her own black blade and Kyja saw and opening and utilized a powerful Force push bringing him to 25%, and then he followed it up by draining the Force from the Ghost. The ghost he faught changed shape from feminine features to himself all black. Feeling revived from the Force from the ghost he continued his barrage and lured the ghost into feint. By utilizing a crude Trakata, he caught the ghost off guard and this time defeated it. The Force within the ghost left it and entered Kyja who felt more in tune to the darkside of the Force and his reserves were doubled. Noting he was a little hungry, he snuffed the Tarentatek carcass, and tentatively tasted a piece of its flesh. While it was a little tough, he discovered it had good taste, and he was able to completely finish the carcass. He checked the pad, and saw he was a tad behind, and this time used the Force to enhance his speed to make it to the next checkpoint.

Fri Jul 01, 2011 6:19 pm by Lord Sarthon

=Kyja=
Coming to the next checkpoint barely on time, he guessed from the pad that he was 1/4 of the way down to the temple. There were a series of atriums spaced every hundred meters, and Sarthon had placed a challenge for Kyja in every atrium to test him. So that each time he drew upon his emotions it would be easier to draw upon the Force to use in a way that amplified his passion to his strength. Kyja was kicking himself for thinking this was going to be easy. Before he continued, he set his resolve like flint that he would look to see the quickest way to end any engagement. He wondered what other powers he would discover. He proceeded forward.

Sat Oct 22, 2011 8:08 pm by Lord Sarthon

=Kyja=
Kyja was almost to the Temple. There were no more horrors after the ghost and Tarentatek. He reached the final checkpoint with ease and came to a sharp bend. Around the bend he saw a Ghost, and this time he whispered an incantation flowing in his head and with the darkside, he drained the Force of the ghost which disappeared in a shriek, and its Force was added to his. His connections to the darkside were growing stronger at every confrontation, every test. Instead of being uncontrollable in his passion like Darth Vader, he had begun to find focus in the chaos of emotion and in doing so continued to free himself into the Dark side. The final obstacles were three unarmed prisoners who begged for mercy. He was filled rage at their cowardice and slew them in a Force enhanced swipe and their life force entered Kyja. He was enhanced, and his senses were keener and sharper. He made it to the Temple grounds with time to spare. He saw Lord Sarthon in the entrance.

Lord Sarthon saw his apprentice approach and met him.

IC: Excellent. You have done well in these first steps in your training. I have one more task for you. Present yourself as a Jedi using this old Sith version of the mind-trick. It will aid you in what is to come.

Sarthon demonstrated to Kyja what he meant, and having been taught the rudimentaries of Force Comprehension by his former master, Jedi Master Urias Fenris, he followed Sarthon's stance. Pleased, he said:

IC: Now. Go over to the inner court of the temple and there is a shuttle's worth of prisoners that were bound for Kessel, and a shuttle's worth bound for Dathomir being held in cages. There is one more group of Jedi hopefuls and younglings. Once they are taken "care" of then you will be a Sith. Use yourbest judgment in dealing with them. It is the culmination of your early teachings.

=Kyja=
As you command master.

Kyja stalked forward in his guise as a Jedi to "save" the prisoners. His fur to them was tawny and beautiful, doned in a brown Jedi tunic.

Sun Oct 23, 2011 10:57 am by Lord Sarthon

=Kyja=
Putting on his best show in his new-found use of the mid trick, he did not see the younglings, who had been moved to the most holy place where the altar was located, and who were under a Sith spell that hindered their hearing. On the mount, near the entrance court, were the group of prisoners bound for Kessel were located.

=Prisoner #1=
Are you the Jedi that was going to come and save us? Please have mercy on us!

=Kyja=
What was your crime?

=Prisoner #1=
Smuggling and Piracy in eight systems.

=Kyja=
Is that what the majority of these prisoners bound for Kessel are guilty of?

=Prisoner #1=
Yes. If you set us free and give your good word as a Jedi to the governments involved, we will turn away and never commit those crimes.

=Kyja=
The symphony of voices in his mind, from the long-dead Dark Lords of the Sith that had instructed him this far, instructed him further on what technique to use.

I'm not sure my word as a "Jedi" would go so far as to release you. The Sith would release you, the Jedi would seek to torture you and interrogate you in . . . unnatural. . . ways.

=Prisoner #1=
Please release us from this horror! The images I can't stand!

Do you speak on behalf of the others?

=Prisoners #2-12=
No! The coward speaks for himself only. We like this place.

Very well. The verdict has been decided, and your fate is determined. With that, Kyja gestured and released the twelve prisoners who turned on the first prisoner and tore him to pieces even as he cried for mercy. When they were finished, Kyja applauded them.

Wonderful. Now what sentence do the rest of you eleven deserve?

=Prisoner #2=
I speak for everyone sir, that we deserve life.

Seeing that the others nodded in agreement, Kyja picked through the minds of the prisoners and the result was immediate as Kyja learned that brute strength and rage was not always the best option in most instances. The remaining prisoners immediately turned on themselves and began to kill each other. Kyja settled the matter by utilizing a drain life against them so that no one survived.

Thu Nov 10, 2011 10:03 am by Lord Sarthon

=Kyja=
Kyja stalked past the immense courtyard, and into the inner courts where the Jedi adepts where being held. Utilizing what he had learned from his new Master, he appeared to them as a Jedi. He saw that they were bound up, and one asked,

=Jedi Adept #1=
Are you the Jedi that was said, who was coming to release us?

=Kyja=
Yes I am. Let me cut these bindings so that I may lead you to freedom.

=Jedi Adepts #2-24=
Hurry, we are not trained enough to hold back these images. Please we want to be free of this place and away from that cursed Sith Lord.

=Kyja=
Kyja weant around to all twenty-four Jedi hopefuls who were bound for Haruun Kal, and released their bonds with his bare claws. Once they were released Kyja urged them to follow him. When they reached the threshold of the Inner Court to the Outer Courtyard, without turning, Kyja gestured and siphoned the life Force out of all of them at once utilizing the Sith Magic he had just learned regarding that. Only too late did the Jedi Adepts realize that they had been duped and when they did, they were nanoseconds form death. Kyja's senses grew stronger, and his connection to the Force strengthened. His Darkside connections grew deeper as his eye whites were now yellow, and his eye colorr was dark black. His fur was black as night when all light is absent. HE turned on his heal and proceeded into the Most Holy Place where the Sith altar was located along with the younglings.

Wed Feb 22, 2012 12:38 pm by Amelia Varranwar

Aeon wrote:*Aeon's shuttle flew over the terrain for a brief time as he looked for a suitable place to land. Once he found a exceptional place he landed his ship on the hard terrain. The pull was stronger and he could his muscles and flesh turning with in. Smiling to himself he opened up the hatch and felt the cool air touch his skin, he could feel the dark side pouring out from the surface. Walking out side he slowly started to remove his clothing from his body, tossing his robes on the ground. His pants and shoes back onto the ship, he also placed his twin lightsabers under a port of the ship to conceal it from any wandering eyes. Now fully nude to the night sky of Korriban, he invited the dark energies of Korriban engulf his body. Taking in every last drop, he arched his back and let out a blood curdling roar. He felt his muscles and bones break and stretch out. Pain shot up through his spine and skull as his face reasembled and grew out an extended, his eyes grew narrow and focused with better eyesight. The process felt like hours do to the fact that he hadn't changed in months, but in fact in was just a few minutes. He now stood 7 feet in height, his muscles were protruding from his body. His chest was heaving in an out as he fed upon the life around him, draining anything around him of life. Aeon let out a scream once again and then ran out into the open Terrain looking for something to feed upon. Let it be sentient life or not.*

*Meanwhile, in the Tomb..*

*That was inhabited by a nest of tuk'ata which Amelia favored as pets and grew a kinship with them. Amelia lay sitting in a chamber of the tomb in meditation and as she did she spoke out to the being.*

*Speaks through the force.*

Wed Feb 22, 2012 1:33 pm by Vengari Derriphan

*As he continued to walk through the Valley he was brought to a halt when the strong presence of a Sith Lord was waiting in the tomb to his right. Looking into the tomb he knew who it belong to, it had been many years since he was last here but he knew that this was the tomb that he gave his sacrifice too. It belong to Tulak Hord, smiling he slowly walked past the statue that stood erect over the tombs entrance. The narrow passages kept twisting and turning as he made his way down, his mind was racing as he continued to wonder what was pulling him this location. The pull was getting so intense that he had to brace himself against the wall. It was nothing he had ever felt before the intestiy alone was mind blowing. When the tunnel finally opened up he saw figure by Tulak Hord burial ground. Unable to make out if it was man or a woman he spoke out.*

So, it was you wasn't it. Your the reason why I haven't been able to sleep at night, why I have been having this strange feeling inside me to come to this planet....who are you.

Wed Feb 22, 2012 1:45 pm by Amelia Varranwar

*The voice was playful and young as she spoke out to him, though at this time she did not really answer his question. Two tuk'ata's come out from in front of her and now come around her and to her back facing the man as Amelia's back was facing him.*

<< A slow cast stone does not make its hole in time.... Are you that stone? >>

Wed Feb 22, 2012 2:07 pm by Vengari Derriphan

*Aeon watched the figure from a distance, he noticed that the tuk'ata to a liking to the figure. This intrigued him a bit, he could feel the figures words brush up against him. Unsure of the meaning behind it he only answered the best way he knew how.*

<< I can not say whether I am the stone or not, but what I can say is this. If you are the one in my dreams, why do you turn away from me. I have never felt a presence such as yours, I have never felt a tugging sensation that has caused me to leave family matters to the side. But this presence I my judgment and the decisions I make have become foggy, I have tried to resist the urge to come to this planet. But every time I have tried I have felt great pain from with in, so I say again I can not answer your question for I myself do not know the answer. I have no reasoning why I have just told you what I have told you but perhaps this is an answer enough to answer your question >>

Sun Feb 26, 2012 10:30 am by Amelia Varranwar

*She spoke once more using the force.*

<< I turn no face....You are merely not facing the direction I am. Are you the Sword or are you the Shield? >>

*She listened to his words and made a mental note of them, however she did not answer his inquiry just yet. He himself knew not what she was nor what she looked like just as of yet, soon the answer would reveal itself before her.*

*Mean while her pets moved closer to him and they split off where they proceeded to lay down upon the tops of two statue bases, their heads and eyes, watching, trained on the man. They let out a slight whimper and laid their heads down upon their front legs as they laid upon their bellies. meanwhile Amelia made no movement just yet though the darkside's presence in the tomb magnified by 18% in just a matter of the time he returned an answer of some form.*

Mon Feb 27, 2012 10:00 am by Vengari Derriphan

*As Aeon stood there thinking about her question he knew the answer to this one, as he was about to speak he noticed that the tuk'aka were starting to pay more attention to him. They seemed to stand in attack position, if he answered wrong then they might attack but if he answered correctly they still might attack. Smiling to himself he bared his teeth to the beasts and let out a low growl, to warn them it would not be wise to attack him.*

<< In most cases I am the sword, I strike for all the major arteries. In hope that I can watch my enemy bleed out, but in or cases I am both the shield and the sword. I think things over carefully, make precise judgement and watch as my enemy falls on their own sword. I do not cower behind like a frightened dog, if I want something I will take it. So I have answered your question perhaps you can answer mine. >>

Wed Mar 07, 2012 1:55 pm by Amelia Varranwar

*Amelia levitates her indian styled meditation stance and now turns to face Aeon while remaining in her stance levitated. Her face now visible, her slight glimpse of her fangs shows. The power in the tomb's chamber grows at that moment.*

<< Oh a sword? Come, come closer to me so that I may see you.... >>

*Amelia could already see as fine as day but was testing the young man and also wanted him to feel. By feel she wanted to see how he would react to how she really looked.*

*Her pets made no movement as they were at her mercy and control, very loyal creatures.*

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