>>40258003
>Try to slow the descent of the ceiling.

If no one's interested, let this die and I can try again in a few hours.

>>40258003
Try to slow the descent of the ceiling.

>Try to slow the descent of the ceiling.

>>40258003
>[ ] Run towards the end of the hallway.

>>40258003
>> [ Telekinesis ] Try to slow the descent of the ceiling.
>Run towards the far exit (duh)

Anybody know what happened to the old Sith academy quest? It kinda just died.

>>40258120
thats exactly why you get a twitter for the quest, so that those interested know when future threads are happening

>>40258003
>[ ] Run towards the end of the hallway.

>>40258003

Grab our bros and shove them down the hallway while we run after them?

Also, for those of who missed the end of last thread, We have determined that Fynn, the innocent young kid who managed to get through the Dark Side caves without a scratch, is way more dangerous than he let's on

>>40258003
>[ ] Run towards the end of the hallway.

>>40258003
This related to that other Sith Academy quest?

>>40259023

Totally unrelated.

OP has abandoned us for we are unworthy

>>40259143

The sad fate of all Sith Academy Quests.

This one had such a promising start as well.

OP come back pls.

>>40259210

I figure worst case he comes back with a new thread later tonight.

I'm back, guys! Did you really think "try again in a few hours" meant "I'm leaving forever, goodbye foul creatures of the internet"?

>>40258071
>>40258260
>>40258612

You raise your hands and call on the power of the Dark Side to slow the inexorable descent of the ceiling towards you. Let's get some rolls going with a DC of 40+ to slow it and 60+ to stop it outright. 1d100s as usual.

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>40261255

Rolling for this shit

Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>40261255

Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>40261255

>>40261284

It seems like our speciality is force pushing the shit out of people and objects.

Good raw potential, if nothing else

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>>40261284
>>40261286
>>40261292

Hands lifted upwards, you focus your emotions like the Overseer had told you, like you remember from the dismissive, sporadic, and cryptic advice of your Matron. You hear the grinding of stone on stone, and feel like the weight of the world is on your shoulders - but the ceiling is losing speed.

Telza is sprinting forward down the hallway, intent on reaching the opening. Fynn follows close behind her, but turns around, pausing some yards before it.

"Come on! I can hold it for you!"

> [ ] "Telza, help him!"
> [ ] "Go ahead, I can make it out myself!"
> [ ] "Do it already!"
> [ ] (Write-in)

>>40261392
>> [ ] "Telza, help him!"
Since we carried it for both of them.

>>40261392
>> [ ] "Telza, help him!"

>>40261392
>> [ ] "Telza, help him!"
inb4 she pulls it downwards instead

>>40261417

Thirding. Can we start walking towards the door or something?

>>40261392
>Telza, help him

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>>40261457
>>40261424
>>40261417

"Telza - help him!"

"I'm not dying for you!"

"Just do it!"

Telza skids to a stop - the ceiling is still going down, if slower. Fynn already is concentrating, hands held high - you can feel a slight lifting of your burden.

"Because you're useful." she says, raising one hand. You feel the weight come off of you, and sprint as fast as your feet can carry you towards the exit - leaning forward. Fynn and Telza are stepping backwards, lifting it from inside the exit.

"I - I can't - agh!" Fynn gasps. He falls to his knees, gasping for air. Telza's face is slicked with sweat, and she herself has dropped to one knee. Stumbling on a loose stone, you fall out of the corridor into the central chamber, sending your allies sprawling along with you. All of you are taxed from the endeavor - your connection to the Dark Side doesn't yet allow such things to come easily to you.

"Way to go, Fynn." Telza says between long, deep breaths. "Really helped a lot."

"Another second and you'd be on the ground too!"

"I already am thanks to Mr. Coordination over here."

There are the sound of footsteps on stone - and looming over you is the Twi'lek from your bunker, a slimy thing with green skin and a foul sneer. Another Twi'lek stands near him.

"Well, well brother - what do we have here?" He says in heavily accented Basic.

> [ ] "We're friends."
> [ Attack ] "We're your doom."
> [ ] Remain silent.
> [ Force Persuade ] "Give us any artifacts you might have found, and leave."
> [ ] (Stay silent and let someone else answer.)
> [ ] (Write-in)

>>40261651
>Force Persuade ] "Give us any artifacts you might have found, and leave."

>>40261651
> [ Force Persuade ] "Give us any artifacts you might have found, and leave."

Be sure to straighten up first and focus on some hate to these guys, fucking hate sneers, even the word gets me angry

>>40261651
Just more novices who are apparently slower getting here than you were.

Buy time to recover.

>>40261651
>> [ Force Persuade ] "Give us any artifacts you might have found, and leave."
We need to buy a few seconds for our group to catch their breath.

>>40261651

>Force Persuade

"We're here because your brother asked us, idiot. Where are the artifacts?"

This should be confusing on its own and if we pass the DC, we can turn the brothers against each other.

>>40261651
>> [ Force Persuade ] "Give us any artifacts you might have found, and leave."

>>40261743

Supporting

>>40261651
>> [ Attack ] "We're your doom."

Fynn u lil shit.

I'm not buying it.

>>40261822

Consider me part of the Fynn Skeptics.

That motherfucker is up to no good.

>>40261677
>>40261713
>>40261733
>>40261718

"Just some novices." You say, rising to your feet unsteadily. The Dark Side is still in you, though, and the rush of mortal panic only makes it stronger.

"You're competition." The Twi'lek says, grinning. "I'm a nice guy, though. Aren't I, brother."

"Uh... yes?" The blue Twi'lek is confused by this question.

"How about this - the first of you to hand over your artifacts lives to serve us another day." The slimy alien grins, wide and toothy - the kind that's great for making other people hate you. You remember the text of paths of the Sith. All minds are part of the Force - and the walls between them are thin indeed. You raise your hand to break the walls.

"You will give us any artifacts you may have. Then, you will leave us."

Let's get some rolls for this - we'll say 40+ for one of them, 60+ for both.

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>40261847

Rolling for mind persuasion.

>>40258003
Wait a minute, is it really so? is it back?

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>40261847

Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>40261847

Please lets wipe their faces

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>40261847
Alrighty then.

>>40261870
Wait, no, this is a different one

>>40261877
>>40261874
>>40261872
>>40261868

The blue one's jaw immediately slackens. It was already fairly slack, but now it's very slack.

"He didn't let me carry any of it... I, uh... I have to go." The thug begins walking away at a brisk pace. The green one seems to be struggling, like he's working on a difficult math problem in his head. He's holding some sort of relic out towards you, a piece of black stone cut cleanly in a bizarre, angular shape - like a puzzle piece.

"Take it... but I should go... but I need this to open the gate, he said so. Why do I have to go? I..."

> [ ] "Leave, or I'll kill you."
> [ ] "You die now."
> [ ] "Your brother needs you."
> [ ] (Let one of your allies answer).
> [ ] (Write-in).

>>40262006

"Your brother needs you!"

>>40262006

> [ ] "Your brother needs you."

>>40262006
>[] This place is dangerous, it scares you. You want to get out of here

>>40262006
>(Write-in).
your brother is planed to kill you now go and kill him before he kill you.

>Jakdal makes it through the academy without killing a single person

>someone gives him shit

>Jak "Persuades" them to piss their pants and go punch a Krayt Dragon

>still hasn't -technically- killed anyone

>>40262096

Fine by me if we acquire a reputation that our enemies tend to "disappear" on dungeon crawling expeditions

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>>40262037
>>40262028
>>40262027

"You're in danger here, this place is dangerous. Your brother needs your help." The initiate's eyes snap open, like waking suddenly from sleep.

"Of course he does. Damn fool couldn't tie his laces without me." He absentmindedly hands you the mystery artifact, then walks off, muttering something that is most likely curse words in his native tongue. You began to examine the thing, but feel a chill in your lungs. The floor seems to be wobbling - another trap?

"I've got you." Fynn says, helping you steady yourself. "We should rest here." You feel like your veins are running with burning ice - it's a dull, creeping pain.

"What's happening?"

"We aren't used to the Dark Side. I read about this, it can be... rough on you, if you haven't built up a tolerance to it. You shouldn't overtax your Force powers."

"So is he useless now?" Telza asks.

"No - he just needs some time to rest. We all do."

> [ ] "Yeah - sounds like a plan."
> [ ] "No - I can keep going, I'm stronger than you think."
> [ ] "Telza, I've had it up to here with your garbage."
> [ ] "What's your game, Fynn?"
> [ ] (Write-in)

>>40262269
>> [ ] "Yeah - sounds like a plan."

"No sense in dying because we're tired, and Telza I don't recall you lending a hand in getting the artifact. We should move though away from here, eventually one of the dunces will snap out of it."

then

> [ ] "What's your game, Fynn?"

>>40262269
We need a break, but staying in one place is dangerous too.
Let's proceed at a slow pace.

>>40262269

Put the artifact away for now and meditate in a corner. Keep an eye on both of them while we rest for a few minutes.

Focus on our mental strength and examine the sensation in our body, could it be poison or Fynn's influence?

>>40262329

We shouldn't let him know that we're suspicious, especially if he thinks we are weakened by Force usage. It's possible that Fynn is using the Force to drain our powers as well, we should take a minute to examine the weakness within us and rest

Let's be vigilant and make sure that he can't catch us unaware.

>>40262269
> [ ] "Yeah - sounds like a plan."

>>40262345
This.

Cautiously onwards!

>>40262512

I am concerned that if we don't take a moment to rebalance, our "allies" will simply rob us as soon as we are too weak to defend ourselves.

If we take a second to rest we'll be in much better position to continue. We already have an artifact so now we just have to leave.

>>40262329
>>40262360
>>40262399

"Yeah - I could use a break. You guys can rest over here if you want. We can't do this for long, though. The stooges might figure out what I did to them sooner than we think." Fynn nods.

"Sure - let's rest." Telza says. It seems to be the first thing you suggested that she's relieved about. You sit in a corner, kneeling like you've seen more experienced Sith at the academy do.

>>40262399
>>40262360

Closing your eyes, you turn inward. You can't sense any particular sort of outside influence - rather, it feels like a fire's been lit inside you, burned and went out, like you're left with ashes and a hollow sort of pulling hunger inside you. It seems to fade with time, though, but a strangeness persists - an emptiness you haven't felt before. You hear a familiar scream.

"Ah! Please - ah!" It sounds like the blue Twi'lek. Telza smirks. Fynn appears to be gazing at a wall, lost in thought. A half-hour passes quickly, spent in different sorts of meditation on mantras you were told to memorize.

"Are you ready to go?" Fynn asks. Strange existential inner hunger aside, you've recovered. The way you came in is blocked by the fallen ceiling.

> [ ] "Let's follow the screams."
> [ ] "Let's go away from whatever they fell into."
> [ ] "Lead the way."
> [ ] (Write-in dialogue)

>>40262626

"Let's try to avoid whatever was attacking the Twi'leks."

>>40262699
> [ ] "Let's follow the screams."
They even volunteered to be advance scouts for us! How convenient.

>>40262742

I'll back this if we make the Chiss girl go first. If they bitch at us we can say that we already saved their lives with the ceiling thing and managed to steal the artifact as well.

Also we should definitely examine the artifact carefully before we turn it over to the professor who wanted it.

>>40262626
>Let's follow the screams."

>>40262626

>>40262626
>[ ] "Let's go away from whatever they fell into."

>>40262941
>>40262932
>>40262835
>>40262742

"Let's follow our 'scouts', and see what they found for us." you say.

"Lead on." Telza says.

"No. You're going first." You say.

"We've been over this before, I -"

"Made me save your life, let Fynn pass out bearing the brunt of the weight, moan about everything, and are clearly the least trustworthy person here?"

"Fine. Though this means I get the artifacts first."

"I wouldn't have it any other way." The Chiss loses her characteristic smirk, and glowers, marching forward. You follow her down the forking road towards the fading echoes of the two aliens' wailing. You see them writhing in agony, caught in the grips of what appears to be a well-lit, unremarkable corridor.

"Please... help us - he's burning us! He's burning us!"

> [ ] Help them.
> [ ] Watch.
> [ ] (Write-in dialogue).

>>40263292
>Try to find the source of the disturbance in the Force.
>Then rek it.

>>40263292
>[ ] Watch.
>Try to listen for effusing gas and sense for the force at work here

>>40263292

Sense for the Force.

Not to help them, really, just to figure out what's going on.

>>40263343
>>40263333
i support these options

>>40263333

I am pretty sure the ghost or trap will let us pass since we have the holocron.

That said, we should minonize these fuckers. Make one brother kill the other to prove their worth.

>>40263443
Eh, too many minions before we are powerful enough is just asking for getting betrayed.

I'll return with the results after dinner! Thanks for all your support, all four of you.

>>40263465

Good point, let's not rescue them. It's not murder, just criminal negligence!

>>40263465
actually with more minions they might watch out and tip us off if another one plots something in exchange for favour.
That said playing them against each other as >>40263443 says would not serve any purpose but make our present minions uncomfortable with our leadership.

>>40263634
>actually with more minions they might watch out and tip us off if another one plots something in exchange for favour
Thats assuming we have much to offer for our favour, which we don't.

>>40263634
>>40263650
I'm with this guy.

Without power or influence we can' control that many, if any people.

And even then, the stronger you are, the greater your threats become, most often this includes your apprentices and minions, so it's best to only have a few to manage.

Holding one chain tightly is more secure than trying to hold many chains at once.

>>40263650
>>40263694
That is true. I don't want to press them into service at all. Although personally I would have preferred them indebted to us than dead.

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My younger brother drew our protagonist - a fearsome warrior indeed.

>>40263333
>>40263343
>>40263393
>>40263404

You close your eyes and open your mind - the Dark Side thrums through this temple. If there ever was a place to train Sith, it was Moraband - the power of the shadows the ancient lords cast here still sleeps, and your connection to the Force grows when you drink them in.

You see the two brothers - their wailing giving away to a lifelessness. This is not the same thing that burnt you out, but rather a deliberate and awful death: Something, rather someone is ripping into their spirits and feeding off of their connection to the Force, drawing their living enemies into itself.

"Do you feel it?" Fynn asks you.

"Yes. They're being devoured."

"That too, but I'm talking about something else. It almost is too ridiculous to suggest but this presence is almost -"

"Familiar?" The voice that replies is like the wind blowing through a sandy canyon. "These fools had weak vessels unsuited for the Force. The Dark Side was inevitably going to consume them. I was merely hastening the process."

"You!" The Chiss said. "You're from the maze of trials!"

"Yes, once. I am stretching that identity though. I am now like you, in a way." The shadows gather as the brothers go limp, their flesh quickly desiccating into dust. The familiar shape of the hooded figure forms. "You may pass. All of you have strength they didn't. The central chamber is not far."

> [ ] "Who and what are you?"
> [ ] "Why can we pass when they didn't?"
> [ ] "Why should I trust you?"
> [ ] Present the artifact to it.
> [ ] Go forward, remain silent.
> [ ] Let a party member answer for you.
> [ ] (Write-in dialogue)

>>40263950
>[ ] Present the artifact to it.
>Tell me about this artifact

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>>40263950

Oh yeah, here's the picture.

>>40264006
this

>>40263950

"I have earned the right to your name, Dark Master. What is it?"

>>40264025
I like it.

>>40264025

Kek

>>40264006
>>40264029

Seconding these two, need some information on the artifact

>>40264083

You know, it might be better to hold into this thing instead of turning it over to our professors or whatever.

>>40264241
Depends on what it is.

Twitter account is up!
>Twitter.com/ChasesFireflies

>>40264006
>>40264029
>>40264083

You hold out the flat, misshapen piece of black stone in your hand.

"I have the artifact - tell me what it is." The old spirit grins.

"It is a secret of the Sith who made this tomb, one of many. One I was privy to, though - one I can share. It is a key to a reliquary. A reliquary that these fools might have reached." He gestures to the two piles of ash. "The door will open when that is properly used."

"I've earned the right to your name, Dark One. What is it?" The hooded figure sweeps back his hood. His eyes glow like burning, yellow coals and his face is a spiderweb of battle scars. Tattooed on his forehead is a symbol, like a black diamond with curling, angular branches.

"That is the answer I am allowed to provide. Now, I will wait for you in the reliquary - you have one trial left before I know I can trust what lies within to you."

"Wait!" Fynn says. His eyes have a determined curiosity in them. "You said you were becoming more like us. What does that mean?"

"I am not bound to answer that." The spirit says, before vanishing.

"That symbol was the of the Pyramid of Sith Assassins. Nasty, the whole lot." Telza says. She turns to face you. "You've been playing leader. What now?"

> [ ] "We go forward."
> [ ] "We go back."
> [ ] "You're as in charge as much as I am."
> [ ] "Now - we wait."
> [ ] (Write-in)

>>40264241

I don't believe he is a professor

>>40264379
We go forward

Stop being pussy niggas

>>40264379
>"We go forward."

>>40264379
>> [ ] "We go forward."

The whole point is to overcome trials. Let's get it done.

>>40264379
>[ ] "We go forward."

>>40264379

"We find the reliquary. Disappointing the spirit seems to have lethal consequences and I don't think any of us wants to end tonight as a pile of ashes."

"We go forward."

>>40264379

>We go forward

Let's reach the puzzle!

>>40264379
> [ ] "We go forward."

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>>40264398
>>40264405
>>40264418
>>40264419

"I don't want to end up as ashes. Let's go forward." you say. For once, all Telza can do is nod numbly in agreement. Fynn offers and absentminded "Yeah", but seems to be thinking about something.

The gateway you come upon is only a fifteen minute hike from the hallway. It's an imposing thing, wrought of black stone. The key isn't some strange puzzle, as one might expect, but rather slots into the door, swinging open to reveal the true chamber. The stone takes on almost a greenish tinge, and the patterns on the walls suggest writhing tentacles. Purple crystals cast an eerie light, and the dripping water pools on the ground. A raised, circular dais is dry, and at its center there is a pillar. Floating above the pillar, suspended a few inches in the air is the unmistakable hilt of a lightsaber, made of some kind of strange wood.

"Reliquary. No, I've seen pictures of some uncovered reliquaries. This isn't one." Fynn says.

"What is it?" Telza asks.

"A ritual chamber." The doors swing shut with a loud clatter. Fynn's face is a thin-lipped mask of fear. "One of you needs to take the saber. It's how the ritual starts. Or we'll never leave."

> [ ] "Your time to shine, Telza."
> [ ] "What do you mean? You're taking it."
> [ ] "I'll take it."
> [ ] "I'm not playing this ghost's sick games. We're getting out of here."

>>40264643
>] "I'll take it."

>>40264643
>"Yo, ghost-dude, what the fuck?"
When he inevitably doesn't respond, let's just grab the damn thing and be on with it.

>>40264643
>> [ ] "I'll take it."

>>40264643
>[ ] "I'll take it."

>>40264643

>Force grab the lightsabre
>If that doesn't work, grab it by hand

For Dathomir!

>>40264643
>> [ ] "Your time to shine, Telza."

Warrior-waifu is a go.

>>40264643
>> [ ] "I'll take it."

>>40264643
>> [ ] "Your time to shine, Telza."

Time to give her responsibility to the group, get her invested in the process instead of following and hoping to succeed with us doing all the work

>>40264706
No waifus, u lil shit.

Especially not some shitty backstabbing Chiss Sith bitch.

>>40264643
>"I'll take it."

>>40264736
>>40264706
>wanting someone else to have the lightsaber
Yeah,no.

>>40264765
How is it not obvious that this is a trap?

>>40264773
It is obvious, but the trap isn't in taking the lightsaber.

>>40264773
It's a test. Given how retarded Sith are when it comes to ambition, simultaneously rewarding and punishing it, it could go badly, but still, there is no good that can come out of anyone else than us tripping it.

>>40264807
I doubt we get to keep the lightsaber. Besides I thought we decided that sabering wasn't going to be our forte.

>>40264773
Just as likely the test is if we are willing to seize power for ourselves.

>>40264765

>Wanting someone else to hold their weight in the group

Even if I don't trust Fynn at least he's doing shit

>>40264773
>sith rituals
>traps
It's a trap for weak willed people. ANyone else will hold the saber and gain new knowledge or whatever. It's like>>40264813 says sith love doing shit like that.

>>40264840
I don't see how letting her get the lightsaber is her "carrying her weight".
Letting her seize the spoils of this venture is hardly her contributing to this.

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>>40264705
>>40264703
>>40264698

"This is what I came here for. I'll start this ritual." You extend your hand, but the Force doesn't call the lightsaber to your hand. You step onto the dais, and all the crystals flicker to life, one by one in a circle around you. You reach out and grip the lightsaber's handle. Behind you, the phantasm looms with a triumphant expression.

"It is begun!" he says. His voice deepens, changes its tenor - it acquires a harsh reverberation that it had not had before. "Adorn yourself with the ceremonial armor, my apprentice."

"Yes." you say, your voice also changed, without thought. "As you say, Master Ragnos." You turn, and the chamber is clear and dry, the light not purple and flickering but rather a clear, yellow radiance. The separate pillar has risen from the ground and the ceremonial armor of an old Sith Marauder floats lazily above it.

> [ ] Take the armor.
> [ ] "Wait... what's happening?"
> [ ] "I'll play your game, ghost."
> [ ] (Write-in)

>>40264813
>>40264867
Yeah you anons bring good points.

No need to reward a lazy-ass. If there's something to gain, we might as well get it.

>>40264887
> [ ] "I'll play your game, ghost."

I'm ok with Force Scream.

>>40264887
>> [ ] Take the armor.

>>40264887
>[ ] "Wait... what's happening?"

>>40264887
>> [ ] "I'll play your game, ghost."

>>40264887
>> [ ] Take the armor.
No words, only action!

And because calling it a ghost may not be a wise choice, since we're in hologram/magic world bullshit right now.

>>40264887
>Take the armor.
>"I'll play your game, ghost."

>>40264887
> [ ] "I'll play your game, ghost."

Try to sense what's going on before touching anything though.

>>40264887
>Take the armor.

This is getting interesting

>>40264887
>Take the armor
>Focus! Don't lose yourself to the ghost!

>>40264945

This. Try to maintain our grasp on reality. For all we know Ragnos is trying to possess our body or some crazy shit

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>>40264913
>>40264934
>>40264944
>>40264945

"I'll play your game, Ghost." you say, your voice briefly your own. Marka Ragnos flickers.

"Play then. But I play to win." he says. Two robed acolytes attend the ritual, faceless and nameless. They chant, a low and constant drone in the Balc Tongue.

The golden armor fits on to your body quite nicely - as though it were made for you. You remember that it was, in fact. Your memories are returning, you're remembering who you are... or who he was?

> [ ] Let the memories flow through you. You will uncover this mystery.
> [ ] Assert your will - you are you alone.
> [ ] Slip fully into the role you are provided with.
> [ ] Control your new identity.
> [ ] (Write-in)

>>40265111
>] Let the memories flow through you. You will uncover this mystery.

>>40265111
> [ ] Control your new identity.
Fight smarter, not harder.

>>40265111
>[ ] Assert your will - you are you alone.
> [ ] Control your new identity.

>>40265111
> [ ] Control your new identity.
Let's see who ends up winning this game

>>40265111
>> [ ] Assert your will - you are you alone.
NIGGA, FUCK YO TEA!

>>40265111

Let the memories flow through us. Examine them as they pass and learn what we can. Fighting the ritual is dangerous, we must act our part but stay in control

>>40265111
> [ ] Assert your will - you are you alone.

>>40265111
> [ ] Control your new identity.
Try to control what you can and resist anything that even remotely looks like a body manipulation, marka ragnos was incredibly powerful so we have to be very careful.

>>40265111
>Borrow the skill that comes,
>But always remember the Matron and the homeworld

>>40265111
>> [ ] Control your new identity.

>>40265137
>>40265148
>>40265141

You grapple with the memories of Hazgor, foremost of the disciples of Ragnos - you were honored with being the Spirit Guard of the Dark Lord's tomb - sent to death before him, to guard his ghost in the afterlife.

You remember these New Sith, these aliens and heretics building themselves on their incomplete knowledge of a destroyed past - you remember their Dark Lord, subverting you with a ritual and setting you as guardian of trials, stripping you of even your name with their indomitable will.

And you remember sensing opportunity in these three. You strained against the earth to break open your reliquary, to claim a body and pose amongst these acolytes. You will rise amongst these New Sith, you will sculpt them in the image of the followers of Lord Ragnos from within.

No! You are not Hazgor. You are Jakdal. Are you?

"In death, you will travel to the spirit realm." the Acolyte says. "The ritual will bind you to these tombs."

"I am ready." Hazgor says.

The knife plunges into your throat, out of the past, into the future, the now, the ruins. Who are you?

> [ Roll ] Jakdal
> [ Roll ] Hazgor
> [ Roll ] Jakdal, but Hazgor sleeps within.
> [ Roll ] We are one.

>>40265315

We are Jakdal! Subsume this interlopers will!

>>40265315
>[ Roll ] Jakdal, but Hazgor sleeps within.

>>40265315
> [ Roll ] We are one.

>>40265315
> [ Roll ] We are one.

>>40265315
>> [ Roll ] We are one.
WE ARE LEGION
WE ARE SITH

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>40265353
>>40265361
>>40265363

All players roll. Label which side you're on.

>>40265315
> [ Roll ] We are one.
Tag is is dead and gone, this child is strong and has potential. With my experience and my knowledge of what is going on in this day and age, I will be unstoppable.

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>40265353
>>40265361
>>40265363
He is literally stealing our body and you just want to let him?

>>40265343
>>40265315

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>40265315
>[ Roll ] Jakdal, but Hazgor sleeps within.

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>40265398
>we are one
Sorry, thought you wanted us to reach a consensus first

>>40265398
noko+dice+1d100

>>40265414
It's a lot of knowledge and with great power we can control them.

Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>40265342

WE ARE JAKDAL.

CRUSH THIS MIND AND TAKE ITS POWER.

>>40265466
>we can control them
'We' won't exist anymore.

Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>40265315
>> [ Roll ] Jakdal

>>40265464
Wait I'm still confused
Are we supposed to state whether we want jakdal or hazgor to win if we are voting for
>we are one

>>40265481

Oh shit!!

>>40265489
>Are we supposed to state whether we want jakdal or hazgor to win if we are voting for
No one wins if "we are one" is chosen, both stop existing.

>>40265414
Cause it sounds cool, and Hazgor's mission seems like it could be pretty fun

Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>40265315
>[ Roll ] Jakdal

>>40265489

You pick an option and roll.

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>40265479
We can subjugate whatever is inside us.

>>40265542
Not if we don't try, which is what this option is. If let it take us over and merge. Subjugate would be
>Jakdal, but Hazgor sleeps within.
Are you completly incapable of basic reading comprehension?

>>40265542
You understand that what he is getting at, is that if you choose "We are one" you are no longer Jakdal or Hazgor, you are something else.

There will be nothing to subjugate since you will just -be-.

If you choose Jakdal + hazgor hanging on, you could theoretically enforce your will on him, but have the chance of being lost to his will.

I'd rather just be Jakdal.

>>40265538
Ok thanks

>>40265561
I'd like to think of it as venom from spiderman.

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>40265315
>Jakdal, but Hazgor sleeps within

>>40265643
You think wrong, that sort of thing is what the "he sleeps inside" option is for.

>>40265534
>>40265542
>>40265464
>>40265429

You feel Hazgor slipping into your mind. Like a liquid flowing into the cracks, he begins to fill the empty spaces. You feel your thoughts, your memories, roiling together. You are, you are...

>>40265481
>>40265478
>>40265429

You are Jakdal Zul. You are the one living in the present, and no fragment of any archaic past is going to use you as its puppet.

"I am Sith. My will is my own. And my chains are broken." The armor explodes off of you, shattering to pieces. You turn around to see the hooded face of Hazgor, his phantasm like an afterimage, fading in your mind.

"In the end... I am not Sith." And after untold millennia, Hazgor is dead and gone. You turn back to see Telza, bruised, gripping her vibrosword with shaking hands.

"No - you won't win! I won't die here!"

"Wait, Telza!" says Fynn, who was slumped against a wall, bruised. "Can't you feel it? It's gone! The spirit is gone! This shouldn't be possible!"

> [ ] "I made it possible."
> [ ] "It had a mission... one I will see through for it."
> [ ] "What happened?"
> [ ] (Write-in)

>>40265643
That isn't what it is.

When Parker put on that Venom suit he didn't become both of them, he was still Peter Parker, even if he was a raging faggot it was still just Parker being -influenced- by Venom, he didn't become one with Venom.

>>40265698
>> [ ] "What happened?"

>>40265698
>[ ] "I made it possible."

>>40265698
>> [ ] "What happened?"
>> [ ] (Write-in)
>"I refuse to be a pawn to be used and discarded."

>>40265698

"I made it possible."

Stare them both down like a cool badass.

>>40265749

>>40265698
>[ ] "I made it possible."
>Good to see you can at least handle yourself for a moment
Lets better pretend we meant to do this

>>40265698
>"I made it possible."

>>40265698
>> [ ] "I made it possible."

>>40265698
>> [ ] "It had a mission... one I will see through for it."

>>40265698
> [ ] "I made it possible."

>>40265698
>> [ ] "I made it possible."
>> [ ] "It had a mission... one I will see through for it."
>> [ ] "What happened?"

show some concern. they are useful. will make decent subordinates.

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>>40265759
>>40265743

"I made it possible. I refuse to be anyone's pawn." you say.

"No! It's a trick!" Telza says, keeping her blade pointed at you. Fynn's expression is quickly changing to one of relief.

"No, Telza. Can't you feel it?"

"It's... different, yes. Is it really gone?"

>>40265731
>>40265749
>>40265763

"What happened?"

"The ghost took over you. He was throwing us around with his powers, trying to weaken us, so he could feed on our connections to the Force and grow stronger - he almost succeeded. It's an old, powerful technique from the Assassin's Pyramid. You said you were going to purify the Sith or something. But we're alive! It wasn't supposed to work out, but it did!" Fynn hugs you tightly. "We're alive."

> [ ] "Let's head home."
> [ ] Hug him back.
> [ ] "Boundaries, man."
> [ ] "C'mon, Telza. Group hug."
> [ ] "You're going to be a Sith, Fynn. Start acting like one."
> [ ] (Write-in).

>>40265937
>"C'mon, Telza. Group hug."

>>40265937
>Boundaries, man

>>40265937
>> [ ] Hug him back.
>> [ ] "You're going to be a Sith, Fynn. Start acting like one."
>> [ ] (Write-in)
"Well done you two. Not everyone can say they faced down an ancient Sith Assassin and live to tell the tale."

>>40265937
>[ ] "C'mon, Telza. Group hug."

>>40265937
>> [ ] (Write-in).
Before we leave, let's check for any fancy shit sitting around here.

Just in case.

>>40265937
>> [ ] "Boundaries, man."

>>40265937
> [ ] "C'mon, Telza. Group hug."
Get ogre here you

>>40265975
>>40265992
>>40266037

"C'mon Telza. Group hug." Telza lets out an exasperated sigh and gives you a half-hug, half-hoverhand, before breaking away quickly. Fynn seems quite comfortable in your arms, but breaks away when you do.

"I think we're overlooking the obvious problem. You've got the lightsaber. What are we gonna bring back to the Sith Masters?" Fynn smiles a knowing grin.

"You can take that old armor, Telza."

"And you're content to just come back empty-handed?"

"No - I've got something I can get." he says, holding up a small, cubic device. "I loaned this out from the library - a holocamera. I can record the histories that are written on the walls here."

"Nerd."

> [ ] "That's good - let's go back to the Academy."
> [ ] "That's good - let's go home."
> [ ] "No - I'll also be taking (item)."
> [ ] "No - (name), you'll get the saber also."
> [ ] (Write-in.)

>>40266202
>[ ] "That's good - let's go back to the Academy."

>>40266202
>> [ ] "No - I'll also be taking (item)."

>>40266202
>"That's good - let's go back to the Academy."

>>40266202
>> [ ] (Write-in.)
Lets see what else there is here.

>>40266202
>> [ ] "That's good - let's go home."

>>40265937
>> [ ] Hug him back.

>>40266202
>[ ] "That's good - let's go back to the Academy."

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>>40264379
>a symbol, like a black diamond with curling, angular branches.

Might this guy be, by any chance Exar Kun, Dark Lord of the Sith?

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>>40266382
>>40266285
>>40266237
>>40266423

"Good. Let's go back to the Academy."

Fynn collects his photographs, and Telza her armor. The journey back is short - residual memories of Hazgor reveal a set of hidden stairs that lead to the surface. A good thing, too: With Hazgor's spirit no longer present, the chamber is beginning to flood with water. All that's left to do is the long trek through the desert.

"I can feel it, Jakdal." Fynn says as you walk through the sand. "We all got stronger today, but what happened to you - it made you more powerful in the Dark Side."

Your Sith Master, the Kel Dor, just happened to be wandering the central halls as you come back to the shady coolness of the Academy. It's a welcome change.

"Back from the tombs. It's been quite a while, a few days. I almost thought you were dead." The wrinkled thing regards you. "Have you come back with something to show Darth Greia?"

"Yes - we all do." The Kel Dor's brow furrows at this. "Remember, the way of the Sith is self-reliance."

"Yeah." Telza says. "You see these bruises? No one's riding anyone's coat tails."

"Darth Greia will decide. They had told me that they had sensed a movement in the Force. And to send the next round of acolytes for an audience. His office is on the third floor."

> [ ] "We need to rest, first."
> [ ] "Sure. Right away, sir."
> [ ] (Write-in).

>>40266584
>> [ ] "Sure. Right away, sir."

>>40266584
>> [ ] "Sure. Right away, sir."

>>40266584
>> [ ] "Sure. Right away, sir."

>>40266584
>[ ] "Sure. Right away, sir."

>>40266584

> [ ] "Sure. Right away, sir."

>>40266539
Bit l8, m8. It was Marka Ragnos.

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>>40266652
>>40266635
>>40266630
>>40266608
>>40266604

You and your companions offer deferential gestures of agreement and head upstairs. Greia's office appears to be a more recent addition to the Academy, with many smooth, metallic features.

"Acolytes, come in." says a voice through a strange, metallic filter. "All together, please."

You find yourself looking at a strange, armored figure - Greia's dark outfit is more reminiscent of a beetle's carapace then anything else, and the mask is smooth and black. It's difficult to discern species or gender. He examines the artifacts you brought him, one at a time.

"Fascinating - each reveals much about you. I sensed your tribulations in the tomb - I felt your fear and hatred. And I felt it turn to strength in the crucible of mortal peril. All of you have a potential future with me." The Dark Lord turns to you. "Tell me, Dathomirian. What are you called? And why should I take you as an apprentice?"

The others look on, silent.

> [ ] "I'm the strongest here. I did what they couldn't."
> [ ] "They are weak. They couldn't serve you like I could."
> [ ] "You can feel it, can't you? My power in the Force."
> [ ] "I brought you the best relic."
> [ ] (Write-in)

>>40266896
> [ ] "You can feel it, can't you? My power in the Force."

>>40266896
>> [ ] "I'm the strongest here. I did what they couldn't."

>>40266896
>> [ ] "I'm the strongest here. I did what they couldn't."
My will is greater. I have the desire for power, and the means to take it.

>>40266896
>> [ ] (Write-in)
>"I'm the boss."

If questioned further

>"I'm the boss."

>>40266896
>> [ ] "I'm the strongest here. I did what they couldn't."

>>40266896
>> [ ] "You can feel it, can't you? My power in the Force."

>>40266896

"Thousands of years ago, I was an acolyte of Marka Ragnos. Tonight, I am Jakdal Zul. If you do not instruct me, I will find another Master."

>>40266896
>> [ ] (Write-in)
"My strength of will, in refusing to bend to Hazgor's will. I am weak now but strength can always be trained and obtained. The willpower to refused even an ancient Sith Assassin, obtaining that is not quite as easy."

Don't put the others down but play us up.

>>40266896
>[ ] "You can feel it, can't you? My power in the Force."

>>40266896
>"Hazgor was not Sith. I am."

>>40266896
>> [ ] "You can feel it, can't you? My power in the Force."

>people talking shit about the dudes right next to us

Come on, if you want to be the "smart sith" you have to learn how to misdirect at all times.

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>>40266978
>The willpower to refused even an ancient Sith Assassin, obtaining that is not quite as easy."

>>40266961
>>40266934
>>40266940
>>40266978

"I did what none of them could. I defeated Hazgor, an ancient Sith spirit. The disturbance you felt was my victory."

A pattern of colored lights flickers on the surface of their mask. "I can feel that indomitable will of yours. I can sense your strength." He turns to Telza. "Why would you be my apprentice?"

"I brought you Hazgor's armor - I fought Hazgor, in the real world and not some vision quest. One of the ancient Sith Assassins. And I'm alive. My lord."

The lights behind Greia's mask fluctuate, a darker red now. "You were given the armor. I can hear it in your voice. You don't understand the Sith, Chiss. I would have chosen you because of the hatred in your heart. Maybe, if you understand where your power truly lies, I will accept you." The Dark Lord then rests his eyes on the last one, Fynn - his eyes still bright, but weary from his trials. "And then we have you. I don't even know how to react to this - or how she would want me to react. Stay behind. I need to ask you some questions." It motions to you. "Both of you - go. I have high hopes for you, Acolytes."

> [ ] "What about Fynn? What's going on?"
> [ ] "Yes, Dark Lord." (Go.)
> [ ] "Yes, Dark Lord." (Stay behind and eavesdrop.)
> [ ] "Actually, I have a question, Dark Lord." (Ask question).
> [ ] (write-in)

>>40267179
>> [ ] "Yes, Dark Lord." (Stay behind and eavesdrop.)

>>40267179

Go.

>>40267179
>[ ] "Yes, Dark Lord." (Stay behind and eavesdrop.)

>>40267179
Topkek Fynn
I hope he doesn't die

>>40267179
>"Yes, Dark Lord." (Go.)

>>402671
> [ ] "Yes, Dark Lord." (Stay behind and eavesdrop.)


>>40267217
I hope he does

>>40267179
>> [ ] "Yes, Dark Lord." (Stay behind and eavesdrop.)

>>40267217
Fynn is bullshit tier.

Ain't no bitch, and he'll play us like a fool if we let him.

I don't trust him. And I have a feeling he will be quite the obstacle later.

>>40267278
I think he's playing dumb as well. Probably much smarter than he lets on.

>>40267210
>>40267214
>>40267241
>>40267271

>Eavesdropping on a Sith Lord

Oh shit, nigga, what are you doing?

>>40267179
> [ ] "Yes, Dark Lord." (Go.)

>>40267356

I agree that this is a dumb idea.

>>40267356
NOT eavesdropping sounds even more dangerous, in the long run.

>>40267179
>> [ ] "Yes, Dark Lord." (Go.)

>>40267179

Go! Don't try to eavesdrop on a fucking Sith Lord!

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>>40267241
>>40267278
Oh I think he's full of shit too. Jakdal should probably feel the same way.
And yet I love his shit eating grin! I love him in a "you get to die last!" sort of way. I don't think I'd even be too pissed if he betrayed us at some point. Of course we'd have to kill him then, but I feel like I'd be laughing the whole fucking time!

>>40267356
>Oh shit, nigga, what are you doing?

They are trying to be smart.

But don't realize how dumb it is what they are trying.

Greia -will- know, it's a matter of whether or not he'll let us.

>>40267241
>>40267214
>>40267210

You nod, offer your respect, and leave. Sadly, Greia's keeping the artifacts. You were looking forward to having your hands on the weapon of a Sith, but you have something to look forward to at least. You walk out, but later - stealthily as you can, a few minutes later, you slip back, near enough to make out what they're saying behind the door.

"Tell me - No, give me your best guess. Is your mother trying to kill you?"

"If she was, Dark Lord, I'd be dead. I think... I think she's trying to see if I was worth having. That's why I'm being put through the trials, same as any other neophyte."

"If your naivety is an act, it's one so good that I can't see through it. And that's not a possibility. I find it hard to believe that your mother would raise an idiot."

"She's trying to make me strong. That's why she's trying to get me to hate her."

"Is it working?"

"...yes. I hate her, hate her, hate her!" he says, his voice rising to a shout. His fist comes down audibly on the table. "And she hates me."

"Not so loud, Fynn. You'll startle our would-be spy."

"Spy?"

The door swings open, and Greia stands over you at eight feet tall.

"Jakdal, if you have any questions for Fynn, ask them. I'm eager to see this sort of interaction, it helps me find out if either of you are suited to me."

> [ ] "Who's your mother?"
> [ ] "What the hell have you been hiding from me?"
> [ ] "I have nothing to ask him."
> [ ] (Write-in)

>>40267399
>Fynn's shit eating grin

When has he ever flashed one of those?

He's been snarky like, twice. And I don't think he ever had smugface going on.

>>40267426
> [ ] "What the hell have you been hiding from me?"

>>40267426
>[ ] "Who's your mother?"

>>40267426
>> [ ] (Write-in)
"So thats what it is. I was fairly certain Fynn had a different side to him."
>> [ ] "Was all that an act Fynn? Or are you really that good natured?"

>>40267426
>> [ ] "Who's your mother?"
Let's mix that with a healthy dose of mind magic

We can use this knowledge. He could be a good attack dog with all that hate.

>>40267426
>> [ ] "Who's your mother?"
>> [ ] "What the hell have you been hiding from me?"
A

>>40267426
>[ ] "Who's your mother?"
>>40267486
That makes us sound pretty naive.

>>40267452
Hmm maybe shit eating grin isnt quite accurate, but the whole bright eyed innocent shcpeel he's got going on is really amusing to me in this context.

>>40267426
> [ ] "Who's your mother?"

>>40267426
>> [ ] "Who's your mother?"

>>40267426
>"I've heard what I needed to hear. I found it odd that someone like Fynn had hatred, based on how he acted. Now I see I was wrong about him."

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>>40267493

>>40267426
> [ ] "I have nothing to ask him."

>>40267507
an honest question for one that braved the tombs with us. i mean we already knew there had to be something else to him, anyways.

>>40267485
>>40267493
>>40267499
>>40267474

"Who's your mother, Fynn? What the hell have you been hiding from me."

Fynn turns to you, horrified. "Jakdal? Damn it, Jak!" He walks over to you, quick steps, to the point where he's face to face with you, almost too close for comfort. He looks at you, his eyes pleading. "Please, Jak. Forget you saw this. I need a friend, a - someone who trusts me. Just forget you saw this."

> [ ] "Okay. I understand."
> [ ] "No - I'll still trust you."
> [ ] "Why should I trust you if you're keeping this from me?"
> [ ] "No - it's obvious I can't trust you. Stay away from me."
> [ ] "Was it all an act, Fynn? What were you hiding?"

>>40267605
> [ ] "Was it all an act, Fynn? What were you hiding?"

>>40267605
>"Are you kidding me? I trust you MORE now! You wouldn't believe how paranoid your regular act got me!"

>>40267605
>"Are you kidding me? I trust you MORE now! You wouldn't believe how paranoid your regular act got me!"

>>40267605
>>40267643
>>"Are you kidding me? I trust you MORE now! You wouldn't believe how paranoid your regular act got me!"
I like this Anon

>>40267605
> [ ] "Just lay with me straight Fynn. You stayed to help stop that trap in the tombs. I won't abandon a comrade that easily."

>>40267643
this

>>40267605
>>"Are you kidding me? I trust you MORE now! You wouldn't believe how paranoid your regular act got me!"
No one who passes the tests is that well adjusted.

>>40267643
lel this

>>40267605
>>40267643

Cue laughing Dark Lord.

>>40267605
"Hey. I trust you. Implicitly."
[mind affect]
"But I'd like to know why it is you hate your Mother."

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>>40267655
>>40267653
>>40267643

"Are you kidding me? I trust you MORE now! You wouldn't believe how paranoid your regular act got me!" you say. Fynn seems a bit surprised at this, but he relaxes, a little bit. Darth Greia lets out a hearty, metallic laugh.

"Your heart's in the right place then, kid." the Dark Lord says.

"It wasn't an act. Everyone on the Dark Side has hate in them, I just don't let it rule me. And my mother - she's Darth Lucent, one of the twelve Darths that serve the true Dark Lord of the Sith. Do you have any other questions?"

> [ ] "So, she was a bad parent?"
> [ ] "What was it like?"
> [ ] "Why do you hate her?"
> [ ] "Thank's for telling me this."
> [ Flirt ] "I don't know - do you have anything else you want to tell me?"
> [ ] (Write-in)

>trusting him at all

Shit, nigga gonna get us killed if this isn't an act, nigga gonna get us killed if this is an act.

Y'all niggas crazy.

>>40267810
>> [ ] "What was it like?"
>> [ ] "Why do you hate her?"

>>40267810
> [ ] "Thank's for telling me this."
SO We'll likely deal with more assassins, and political enemies of hers coming after you. Well more training then.

>>40267810
>[ ] "Why do you hate her?"

>>40267810
Nope no more questions

>>40267810
>> [ Flirt ] "I don't know - do you have anything else you want to tell me?"

>>40267810
> [ ] "Why do you hate her?"
> [ ] "Thank's for telling me this."

>>40267810
>[ ] "What was it like?"

I still think he is hiding his true power, and it seems he isn't controlled by his emotions like regular sith, but is in control of them and knows how to direct them.
Also the chick is a bitch and should get killed.

>>40267901
>>40267863
>>40267856

"Can you tell me why you hate your mother?" At this, Fynn lets out a long, low sigh.

"It's easier to show you." he says. He grabs his acolyte uniform and pulls it off in a single motion. He's lean, but not scrawny - and his skin is covered in a mess of electricity burn scars. "She raised me to be Sith. And I'm going to be Sith." He lets out a wry chuckle. "I guess now you know why I was always so modest about changing my shirt."

"Thanks." You say. "Thanks for trusting me enough to tell me this." He smiles.

"I can't trust anyone. But thank you. It's nice to pretend long enough to forget that."

"Okay, acolytes, enough bonding." Greia says. "I have artifacts to analyze, and I believe you need to rest up. We're going to be starting intensive training soon enough - the weak are going to be separated from the strong. And you'll need your sleep."

Fynn turns towards it. "Thank you, Dark Lord." Then he turns towards you and starts putting his shirt back on. "I think we have some barracks to head to?"

> [ ] "Yeah - let's go."
> [ ] "The night is young - I've got some studying to do."
> [ ] (Write-in)

>>40267864
Seconded

>>40268036
>[ ] "The night is young - I've got some studying to do."

>>40268036
>> [ ] "Yeah - let's go."

>>40268036
> [ ] "The night is young - I've got some studying to do."

>>40268036
> [ ] "The night is young - I've got some studying to do."

>>40268036
> [ ] "The night is young - I've got some studying to do."

>>40268036
>[ ] "The night is young - I've got some studying to do."
So did we destroy the ghost or is he sleeping inside of us?

>>40268036
> [ ] "The night is young - I've got some studying to do."

>>40268036
>> [ ] "The night is young - I've got some studying to do."
The nightly check for sanity, an oft forgotten Sith practice.

>>40268036
>> [ ] "The night is young - I've got some studying to do."

Read more into mind control shit and other Sith stuff.

>>40268057
>>40268076
>>40268079
>>40268082
>>40268088

"The night's still young, Fynn. I've got some studying to do." you say.

"Suit yourself." Fynn says. "I've got to get some sleep."

You diverge paths, and head to the library. It's almost empty, save for a single robed apprentice of one of the more prominent Sith Masters. He turns to you, then looks back at the holopad, disinterested.

> [ ] Try to steal a holocron.
> [ ] Finish reading "Paths of the Sith" about Sith Sorcerers.
> [ ] Read up on Sith Marauders or Assassins.
> [ ] Research the Jedi.
> [ ] Research the modern Sith and Darth Lucent.
> [ ] Research Sith combat forms.
> [ ] Strike up a conversation.
> [ ] (Write-in)

>>40268203
>> [ ] Research the modern Sith and Darth Lucent.

>>40268203
> [ ] Finish reading "Paths of the Sith" about Sith Sorcerers.
Just nod to the apprentice, fellow who's burning the mid night oil.

>>40268203
> [ ] Research Sith combat forms.

>>40268203
>Research Force Spirit possession

>>40268203
>[ ] Finish reading "Paths of the Sith" about Sith Sorcerers.

>>40268203
> [ ] Finish reading "Paths of the Sith" about Sith Sorcerers.

It's something we must absolutely finish.

>>40268203

Finish the Sith Sorcerors one

>>40268203
>[ ] Finish reading "Paths of the Sith" about Sith Sorcerers.
> [ ] Try to steal a holocron.
> [ ] Read up on Sith Marauders or Assassins.

>>40268203
>> [ ] Finish reading "Paths of the Sith" about Sith Sorcerers.

>>40268203
>> [ ] Finish reading "Paths of the Sith" about Sith Sorcerers.
>> [ ] Research Sith combat forms.

>>40268203
> [ ] Try to steal a holocron.
Could be useful.

>>40268203
>> [ ] Finish reading "Paths of the Sith" about Sith Sorcerers.
>> [ ] Research Sith combat forms.
>> [ ] (Write-in)
examine our new lightsaber

>>40268328
pls read again

>>40268328
We don't have the lightsaber anymore.

>>40268203
>Research the modern Sith and Darth Lucent.
>Finish reading "Paths of the Sith" about Sith Sorcerers.

Gotta know about that manipulation.

>>40268215
>>40268230
>>40268234

"Force Lightning is a Sith weapon, a tool used since ancient times. Anyone with enough strength in the Dark Side and knowledge of the Sith teachings can produce a facsimile, but to inflict true agony one must first understand it...

...a Sith Sorcerer uses ritual to connect to the power of the Dark Side. These old spells, secrets of the holocrons of the old Lords and the sorcerers of today, connect you to the might of the past, easing the burden such connection to the Dark Side might place on you...

...the Force Storm is the pinnacle of a Sith Sorcerer's art. Although the name conjures up the image of raging lightning annihilating hordes of Jedi, this is but one form - a Force Storm is merely the Sith's will expressed over a wide swathe of land. Storms of fear and illusion are possible, as are telekinetic whirlwinds that level structures..."

> [ ] Continue studying (subject).
> [ ] Strike up conversation.
> [ ] Steal a Holocron.
> [ ] (Write-in).

>>40268396
>> [ ] Continue studying (subject).
lightning.

>>40268396
>[ ] Steal a Holocron.
Seams like it is needed for us.

>>40268317

I am pretty sure the Sith will fuck us up for stealing a holocron. It's not like the library when you steal a book, anon