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Greetings, stranger. Welcome to my page. I am Ori'verda AKA Milos and I currently live in the Netherlands. I like games, girls, books, movies and teamwork. Also I enjoy discussing about religion, politics, history and such affairs. And ignore the fact that a lot of my groups are Science-Fiction related, I love Sci-Fi for good reasons! ☢ ☢ ☢ P.S. The video with the redhead is not porn! I may be a crazy Serbian but I'm not that crazy. Besides that I'm a goof, in fact to show you I am going to fill up the my description with random banter, why? Yeah you guessed it, I'm not that strange or weird it is in fact to get a HTML code to work, if you don't know what that is good luck. Regardless I suppose I should continue filling out this description field according to that manual so I can get a cooler description, I don't know if that makes sense to you but according to the manual it works so it must work right? Well it should otherwise you would not be seeing this.

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Not bad, but I think the hanger lights need to be red. Y'know, for maximum evil.

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Ori`verda @ An Eternal Duel

One of the lightsabers is sliced apart, Cresh. Leaving only three to go with Aurek, Cherek and Besh remaining. The pureblood is quick to note that while the weapons may have the lethality of a duellist, they do not have the resistance of one; using the Force he is able to knock all three of them away from himself.

This reveals another problem with the technique; aside from requiring an immense amount of focus and a powerful command over the Force, the user was still limited to what they could effectively do to guard the weapons. The Force is in all living things, projecting it across several lightsabers over a distance and in the middle of a fast-paced duel was far beyond his capabilities. A mere duelling barrier wouldn't protect the Sith weapons from the more severe attacks.

Otherwise, this could potentially become a very powerful tool in the hands of a skilled Force-user. The possibility of repelling an army of infantry or ordinary duellists was there.

In the time it took for Azrael to complete his inner monologue, Lok had slashed apart yet another lightsaber; Besh. This left only Aurek and Cherek. Quickly moving them away and apart from each other and Lok, the two remaining lightsabers hovered at the pureblood's side. One to his left, one to his right. Lok realized that a pincer attack was imminent, Azrael was amazingly predictable.

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Ori`verda @ An Eternal Duel

There was nothing there besides the Force swirling around the lightsabers, a protective barrier about as ordinary as the one Lok projected to prevent his own lightsaber from simply being turned off at a distance.

His opponent hadn't moved from his spot, he was in deep meditation. All to keep the weapons active. In his mind he named the lightsabers, for the sake of convenience only: Aurek, Besh, Cresh and Cherek.

Aurek and Cherek dove in an attempt to stab the Sith at the neck and the abdomen respectively. Besh and Cresh formed an "X"and simply rushed towards Lok head on.

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Ori`verda @ An Eternal Duel

The channelled energies of the Hopefuls eased some of the strain off of Azrael. He felt a lot stronger, stronger than ever before and now he could see clearly and focus.

With near perfect synchronicity, all the lightsabers sprang up from the ground and ignited into four rather unstable red beams. They all pointed into one angle or another, Lok recognized them as lightsaber forms only missing a wielder. It was as though he was facing four invisible duelists.

The weapons began to approach Lok, slowly and methodically. In an attempt to surround him.

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Ori`verda @ An Eternal Duel

"Simply put, I require your assistance in what I hope will revolutionize lightsaber combat." Glancing to his side, Azrael mumbled something about working out the kinks by himself first. "Anyway, all you need to do is channel the Force through me, a pseudo-battle meld. I'll handle the rest."

Azrael knelt on the balcony and Eis placed her hand on his shoulder, demonstrating the Sith Lord's intention as she channelled her own powers through him. Already Azrael could feel his command over the Force increase, he relaxed as he sensed Eis' mind connect with his in the background.

Concentrating on the duel with Lok should become immensely easier with this many strong individuals to assist him. The pureblood has trained his underlings well. He made a mental note to praise his old rival and considered offering to share some more of his knowledge with the Eternals, perhaps even duel with these apprentices to test their own mettle.

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Ori`verda @ An Eternal Duel

"Hm? I'm not being more whimsical than normally, am I?"

He shrugged and looked at Eis, she shook her head. There was nothing out of the ordinary with Azrael and them being what they are, if anything was wrong she would presumably know about it.

The Imperial Sith began unhooking the lightsabers from his belt and placing them on the ground. In total there were four, lined up in a row with a few centimetres of space between them. These Sith lightsabers were the mass-produced ones.

"Anyway, I'm going to take my place on top of that balcony. Send your apprentices my way when they arrive here."

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Ori`verda @ An Eternal Duel

Eis glared wickedly at the pureblood but stayed her hand.

"Uh, thing is I need your apprentices for another matter entirely but it is related to the technique." Azrael paced around, hands on hips. "No wait, that's not it. The actual thing is that the technique is imperfect and I need their support to utilize it." He began to ramble incoherently as a thousand thoughts struck him.

With a sigh he gave up. "Essentially, no harm will come to them because of me or my technique."

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Ori`verda @ An Eternal Duel

"That would be a first," Azrael responded "ordinarily, people hate and fear what they don't understand. Make sure that you and your followers don't become scapegoats or worse."

The group rounded arrived at the training room and Azrael began to look around, trying to find if there was a place where one could sit or stand by and observe the duel from a vantage point.

"Immobile warriors," Azrael mumbled "nothing in recorded galactic history seems to match it. I've had a handful of my people and droids analyse it and there is no record of it, no mention in the works of the ancient Sith Lords either."

"Ritual?" Eis asked.

"Remember how I took a contingent of Stormtroopers with me on a field trip? I tried enhancing them through a ritual, it worked." Lok could sense a heart beat flutter ever-so-slightly within his Imperial counterpart. It was extremely faint.

"Where do these "immobile warriors" come into play and if this ritual was a success what's there to perfect?"

Azrael glanced over at Lok and rubbed the bridge of his nose, a nervous habit of his. "It was a phrase we heard once the ritual was completed. As for your second question; the ritual took quite some time and can be lethal, far from perfect."

The nightsister bodyguard nodded silently in contemplation. Parts of the story didn't quite add up but Azrael would never lie to her.

"Right then, old friend, would you mind summoning three of your apprentices? I'll need their help for my amazing, secret technique."

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Ori`verda @ An Eternal Duel

"It's... Something, impressive all the same but I can't help but feel as if the Enclave is trying to overcompensate for a lack of their own order." Azrael replied, glancing up at the architectural features of the temple. The amount of followers Lok had accumulated was also surprising, he had placed their number at much lower estimates.

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Ori`verda @ Ton-Falk-class Escort Carrier

Holdo. Heh, I don't care to remember the name of some random old woman.

Not when I can direct my anger on a certain "special forces" traitor, a hypocrite and complete idiot who betrayed the Empire for themselves.

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Ori`verda @ An Eternal Duel

Mere mention of apprentices not only struck an exposed nerve for Eis, it ripped it out, stretched it out near snapping, cut it with a rusted blade, dosed it with rhydonium and set it aflame. She cast her gaze on the ground.

"Not yet." Azrael replied.

The two boarded the speeder in silence.

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Ori`verda @ Ton-Falk-class Escort Carrier

That moment should have gone to Admiral Ackbar, not some random purple-hair woman.

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Ori`verda @ An Eternal Duel

The woman removed her hood, revealing a pale white visage with piercing ice blue eyes and black tribal tattoos on snow white skin. If not for the full set of silver-white hair one could easily mistake her for a Rattataki, but Lok was well aware of this creature (provided he did his Sith homework); this woman is a Dathomiri, a nightsister.

She crossed a balled fist across her chest, a mock salute.

"Eis, my name is Eis." her tone was soft, almost tepid. "Pleased to make your acquaintance lord Lok. Lord Azrael has told me much about you."

The Imperial Sith scratched the back of his head apologetically to Lok.

"Sorry I never told you." Azrael said. "You know how it is with us Sith, we're all about keeping our secrets. Besides, you never asked." He raised the index fingers of both his hands, gesticulating wildly. "Oh, you may have heard of her actually. She won those Tarisian death matches some time ago."

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Ori`verda @ An Eternal Duel

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Azrael, in his usual dark ensemble, seemed for the most part to have recovered well from his near-death experiences. The artefact, his phylactery, wasn't with him though he did seem to carry a large amount of lightsabers with him that Lok recognized as the mass-produced Sith lightsabers from Darth Rivan's fortress on Almas.

He was accompanied by another figure, clad in a maroon cloak that revealed a dark red leather-like armour underneath.

"Well," Azrael began "it's a lot more blue that's for sure."

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Ori`verda @ Ice Cold

Note:

Since Eis is a companion to a companion, she is classified as a tertiary character and thus has no access to the skill trees. That said, she's a fighter and Force-sensitive. She is armed with a shortsword, bow and arrows along with some native Dathomiri/Nightsister abilities related to the Force and poison.

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Ori`verda @ Ice Cold

The host of the event, Azrael, paid handsomely for her talents and took her up as a bodyguard. Over time the employer-bodyguard relationship evolved into a romantic affair.

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Ori`verda @ Rivan of the Dark Side

Azrael shook his head and held it in his hands for an uncomfortably long moment. Perhaps something went wrong with the ritual but at first glance, he was alive at the very least so that had to account for something.

He lowered his hands and glanced at Lok.

"What?"

The Sith pureblood gave his Imperial counterpart an incredulous look. Knowing Azrael, he was either joking around or something serious happened that affected his short-term memory.

"You were mumbling something when you woke up. I believe it was 'immobile warriors watching', any idea what that means?" Lok said.

Azrael offered the Eternal a confused look. He was genuinely puzzled by this. "No...? I don't- I don't think so at least." He stammered his reply. " What was it? 'Immobile warriors watching'? Hm maybe..."

"What is it? What does it remind you of?"

"There is a lot about the Force we don't understand. Life, death, afterlife. I can only guess at the effects and side-effects of my ad hoc ritual.This is just a theory, but maybe there are other entities involved here. Either I'm now possessed by these immobile warriors or I must have seen them during the ritual. Who knows, I've never heard of that term before but I'll be sure to research it once I'm back home." Azrael was clearly shaken up, his eyes were somewhat glazed over as if he were still in trance or in very deep thought. "Is there anything else of importance you can tell me? 'Cause I'm drawing a blank here just trying to remember it."

"Well not much, the ritual didn't last very long and it was like you were in a coma, though when you suddenly spoke it sounded strange." Lok tried to remember the exact tones he heard mere moments ago but it happened so unexpectedly. It was like a chorus of a trillion of voices, different languages, accelerated and lethargic bits.

The Knight of the Sith started; "I didn't expect it to take long anyway, tying my life force to an inanimate object is considerably simpler than doing so to another, living being. Though this development worries me, I'd almost go through this ordeal again just to see what happens but I think that if I lost anymore blood today I'd actually die this time." He tapped his chest twice with a balled fist, it actually hurt a bit. "Of course now I wonder if we succeeded at all-" Azrael held up his hands defensively. "Ahem, not that I want you to strike me down here and now to test if we succeeded. I don't suppose you recorded this ritual for posterity?"

Lok thumbed in the direction of his faithful companion war droid. "Well DI is here isn't he? His memory banks should contain everything he witnessed here."

"Spectacular. Send over a copy of what just transpired, I'm actually curious to see how both rituals looked like. That aside however, I think we're done here. Which is good because now this place is starting to give me the creeps and I've fought space ghosts before." He shuddered mildly at the memory of being bled to death, it seemed to be his fate in life to become anaemic "Let's ditch this place and meet up at a friendly place. Say, the Eternal Temple? I'm dying to see how you've decorated."

Pausing for a second, Lok considered the request for a moment but eventually relented with a sigh. "Very well, we will meet there. You can expect the footage soon."

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Ori`verda @ Rivan of the Dark Side

"Yes, this method is rather flawed if you think about it. But I'm certain that given enough time I could reform my corporeal form, give or take a few centuries."

Lying back down on the altar, Azrael perched himself up on an elbow and continued.

"I'll be sure to pass along my notes to you once we're done, provided it works. That said, there are other methods; one in particular that might work out for you. Give me some time and I could come up with something. Now, ready then?"

The Imperial Sith Lord pushed his arms down and lied back for all of one second before springing back up.

"Oh and do me a favour, don't tell my girlfriend I had two near-death experiences in a single day."

With that Azrael was finally ready to begin; he started to instruct Lok on how to complete the ritual. It was an elaborate combination of several principles, among others it fused the ritual of Darth Rivan's Battlelords and an archaic variant of Transfer Essence as used by Sorzus Syn and Karness Muur in the creation of the Muur Talisman but with some alterations made by Azrael himself, particularly to the part that would ordinarily destroy his current body.

Slowly but surely a tether, a link was formed between the barely conscious Sith Lord and the pendant. If Azrael were to die his life essence would be saved from an afterlife in Chaos and stored in the pendant. The entire process lasted for about thirty minutes, shorter than the Battlelord ritual, then Lok began to revive the comatose Imperial Sith who perked right up in a confused stupor and mumbled an odd phrase softly.

I̅͋ͮ͒̀̚͏̻͓̟̳̬ ͕̽̽͜ͅm̸̻͕̟̹̟̔͊̍̍͋̾͂͑ͩͅ ̀ͤ̅̋ͤ̉҉̩̹̹̻̻͝ͅm̪͙̊̌̑ͪ̎ͅ ̴͔͍̦̦̞̳̽̐ͦ̓̏ͣ̈̚͞͝o̜̞̪̟̦̭̦͍̾ ̜͈̫̪̝̩̗̂͆͋͋́̀̎̒b̩͚͙̬͕͌͐̑͂͋ͪ̀̕͜ ̷͈ͦ̃̽ͥ̐͌͊͗͡i̛̩ͥͤͩͦ͊ͦ̚ ̧̥͇̰̥̦̫͇͗ͮ̅̂̓̑l̜̲̪̪̼̺̂̌̑̊̎͂ͤ ̾ͪ͐̀͡͏̰̰̰͓͕̝͙̭ȩ̟͈̓̿ͤ̍̏̐ ͪͥͩ͐̉̇̃ͫ͘҉̥͍̩̬̙̹̘͔W̟̭̖̥̯͑̈́͋ͫͬ̑̚̚ ̴͉͚̲̠̓̑ͨ̔̆͗ͤ̅͂à̴̶͖̻̻̦̼̫͔ͬ̅ͬ͑͡ ̸̣͚͖̟̲̝̏̾r̘̩͔̳̰̄̏̂ͯ̇̀ ̡͕̹̺̲̹̲̞ͪ͊̀̽͐̚r̗̃ͣ̏ͯ̇̾̚͠ ͔̺̥̪̳̘̮̪͐͂͝i̛̗ͨ͘ ̺̺̺̼͕̉ͪ͆̅ͦ̐̅̏͛͜͝ȍͣͫ͠͏̪̰̜̣̣̜ ͫͤͧ͗͛ͭ̂ͩ҉͍̺̰r̼͙̟̳̯̋̓ ̧̧̝̳ͨͯͦ͌͑̽ͬ̐̚s̶̟̦͖ͧ͊̓̀ͨ̐ ̷̥͉͚͓̲ͧ̉͐͐̋̇̎ͯ̆͠W̜̬͈͑̾͜ ̸̬̼̠͇̻̝̱̊̔ͨa̴͇̻̬̬̰͓ͣͦͦ͊ͧ͛́ ͭ̉ͨ͛͢͏̫̪͚̠t͕̪̻̹̠̩ͫ̍͜͡ ̲̳͓͚̻͊ͫ͊̍̇ͥͨ͆c̗͈̱̞͐̅͌̒ ͖̟̭͖̣̌ͤ̉ͧ̍͢h̡̩̯ͥ͊ͧ̑̈́ͨͬͫ́ ̷͚̞͕̯͆̀ͣͯ͐̀i̴̡̤̗̜̫͈ͮͤͤ̾̅ͮ̿ͥ̚͠ ͖̗͖ͨͥ́n̲͇̬̲̥̦̪̠̮̓̅ͨͭ̎͗̇͜͢ ̨̘̗̹̩̖̥̓̇̔̽̈ͫ̎͢͝g̵̡͚͚̝̖̙̜̯̲ͣ̃̄͑ͬ

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Ori`verda @ Rivan of the Dark Side

Azrael looks Lok dead in the eye with a serious look and ignites his lightsaber, holding it towards the Sith pureblood.

"Your dream? You actually," he attempts to hide his grin, "you actually," Azrael bursts out in laughter, folding double and lowering his lightsaber towards Lok's feet before deactivating it. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I couldn't keep a straight face."

He breathes deeply and lets out a sigh. "This is nice."

The pair and their cohorts commence the simpler-by-comparison, less experimental and probably more probably portion of the two rituals; the creation of the Battlelords. Since Azrael has an entire battalion, if not more, of Stormtroopers he argues it would be best if they started with him because A) it was his idea and B) he's willing to be put in a near-death state, Lok probably isn't too keen on being almost killed.

Lok began to apply the archaic Sith magics, magics that weren't quite as archaic to him as perhaps to Azrael. The Imperial Sith began to wither and die off, slowly and extremely painful as his blood was being drained and dripped on the floor, congealing into a thick, dark crimson pool with a faint glow to it. This entire process would take quite some time, Lok actually decided to have one of his cohorts bring him something to eat. The way this was going they'd be here for a day, maybe two even considering that bastard Azrael decided to bring so many soldiers for the ritual.

Speaking of, the moment had finally arrived for the interactive portion of the entire process; Stormtroopers paraded around their would-be Battlelord for an hour, then another hour, then another hour and some more as after every hour the white armoured soldiers were swapped out for another set. The Sith pureblood was honestly considering just going home and coming back later or smacking Azrael lightly to see if that would kill him.

Eventually, after a small eternity of waiting, Azrael wakes up and gets up. He tries to get to his feet and wobbles, collapsing on his knees and hands, splashing his own blood over dark zeyd-robes. Lok doesn't step in to help him, the ritual implicitly states that he has to get up on his own to earn his rank as a Battlelord. It takes some time but Azrael gets to his feet and sits back on the altar, giving Lok a thumbs up. One of the first things the newly-anointed Sith Battlelord does is test out his abilities by ordering a nearby Stormtrooper to slowly bite off his ring finger. However, moments before the soldier actually snaps Azrael rescinds the order, realizing that the ritual had worked and with no side-effects of note.

"Alright, old friend. I suppose it's your turn now? Want to become a Battlelord or try my risky, untested Sith lich ritual?" The Imperial Sith gazed off into the distance, trying to think of a cool name for the ritual to rival that of Darth Rivan.

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Ori`verda @ Rivan of the Dark Side

He flashed a cheerful smile to Lok, Azrael seemed damn near wistful in demeanour.

"Let's walk and talk, old friend."

From his pocket Azrael produced an odd pendant, the style was unlike anything the Sith pureblood had seen before. The gleaming crimson crystal with its clear cabochon cuts and lacking in any facets was obvious to Lok.

"Do you like it? I had it specially commissioned. Frustrating process of course, lost crafting styles and then finding anyone with the appropriate prerequisite experience in producing this abomination was, needless to say, very difficult."

He held it before Lok and allowed the pureblood a close, good look. The gold material held an ethereal glow, as an alloy it would be able to withstand a lot of wear and tear but judging from the luminescence of the metal and the brightly lit gem the artefact had been subject to a lot of alchemy.

"This will be my phylactery." Azrael whispered casually, "but don't tell anyone. Obviously, I don't want people to know how to kill me." The Imperial Sith mumbled under his breath, hoping that the process would work in the first place.

The pair entered the cathedral where a sizeable force of Stormtroopers had been gathered. One quick glance around the room revealed it to be the place where the rituals to create the battlelords would be conducted and where Azrael would attempt to become a battlelord himself and hopefully an immortal, omnipotent Sith lich.

"I appreciate coincidences like this. You went to the most important area last."

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Ori`verda @ Rivan of the Dark Side

"Hm? Oh, hey."

Upon hearing Lok enter the room and talk, Azrael was snapped out of his thoughts immediately. The look on his face was almost comical, it was as if he had just woken up from a thousand year sleep.

"I'll have the Stormtroopers take a look at the armoury then and see what they can bring back, I'm definitely interested those spare lightsabers. Unless you want to take all of them back for your order, I think I'll try putting a new combat technique to use with them."

Lok turned to head for a new destination but was stopped promptly by Azrael, blocking his passage with open hands and a low posture, unthreatening posture.

"Now hold on, you will want to hear this. Remember what I mentioned about immortality? Throughout history we've had a few occasions of Sith spirits, a mad Emperor basically eating a planet and even one Sith Lord who simply refused to die. But some time ago something happened at Bas- eh, Paladius. You fought a lich."

It became more and more obvious what Azrael was trying to do even as he began to ramble on about the unidentified Sith lich, drawing comparisons to Darth Nihilus and expositing the corrupting nature of the dark side and its affects on people like Nihilus and Palpatine. The Imperial Sith almost talked the ears off of Lok.

"Now, I believe that the process that creates battlelords, the one that links a Sith to his or her subordinates, can also be altered to create a link to an object. A phylactery. In the case of Nihilus it was his mask, in the case of the unnamed Sith it was a rose."

At this point Azrael was just thinking out loud. He was pacing back and forth with his hands on his sides, occasionally stopping to stroke his hairless, beardless and extremely unmanly chin.

"I believe I could alter the process Darth Rivan used to create a tether and anchor my life force to an object. The hard part will be reforming my corporeal form, but provided the phylactery is well-kept I could have eternity to do so."

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Ori`verda @ Rivan of the Dark Side

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The armoury is vast, containing rows upon rows of weapons and armour of a bygone era. Ancient blaster rifles and sidearms, antiquated vibroblades and cortosis-woved longswords, full-plated suits of body armour and even spears and shields. Enough weaponry to outfit a small army.

But perhaps most impressively was the collection of Sith lightsabers located at the far end of the room. About a dozen of the weapons, uniform and bland in design these were clearly mass-produced for the Sith warriors.

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Ori`verda @ Rise of the Mandalorians

Several units make use of beskar. For example the Kyr'galaar has a thin coat of Beskar.

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Ori`verda @ Rivan of the Dark Side

The Imperial Sith Lord was too far gone into thought to respond to Lok with anything witty.

Lok was right about the notes being incomplete. Odds are they never were complete to begin with and the fact that some random bozos decided to loot the place a few centuries earlier only to fail didn't make matters easier. But in conjunction with his own research, some astute observations and just downright guessing this should work and hopefully without killing anyone in the process.

Azrael had ample time to conduct his research, a benefit of not having to lead an order and teach apprentices. Additionally, being able to leech off of the accumulated knowledge of the Sith and the Empire simply made things go faster. Still, most of everything he discovered or wrote about was highly theoretical. But Darth Rivan's battlelords had finally given him the breakthrough he needed.
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Entering the Arcanex one of the things noticed right away was the pungent smell of alchemy and meat. There were carvings everywhere, chains hung loosely from corners of the room and shades of blood splattered the floor. Among the engravings were texts written in the ancient tongue of the Sith, how convenient that Lok was a pureblood and had no trouble deciphering them.

He learned that the facility was used to create the dark alchemical war beasts; such as the terentatek they had slain not too long ago. Altogether not a bad discovery but there were no resources to work with here.

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Ori`verda @ Rivan of the Dark Side

"You just what to say to make my day."

They hit the jackpot with the laboratory; there were notes scattered about everywhere but most important to Azrael's goals was a particular set of descriptions that simply clicked in his mind, like finding the last and most crucial parts of an almost impossible puzzle.

The key to creating the dreaded Battlelords of the Sith was finally found and after more than 2,000 years the Darth Rivan's creations would be reborn

But there was something else also. The ultimate goal of all Sith was to discover the secret to eternal life, to immortality and all Sith had gone about it in radically different ways. From feeding off an entire planet to manipulating the Midichlorians themselves. Even Lok and his eternals sought the secret of everlasting life.

"It seems that Darth Rivan has unknowingly made great strides into immortality. I think that... I think that in combination with my research we can actually develop a working concept, a foundation if anything."

Several Stormtroopers began to appear behind Lok and the rest, Azrael had messaged them earlier to follow anticipating that they would successfully find the plans for the Battlelords. The Imperial soldiers would become the first test subjects.

"Lok, you can check out the other rooms if you want. I'll delve further into this, it's... Remarkable. Simply remarkable."

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Ori`verda @ Rivan of the Dark Side

"Try not to get yourself killed, old chap. But if you just can't help yourself and die anyway, can I have your ship?"

Ironically, it was the Imperial Sith Lord who almost got himself killed as the terentateks for some odd reason focused completely on him to the point they disregarded the Eternals and the hulking war droid.

Desperately dodging and weaving out of the way of their deadly claws, Azrael did his best to remain ahead of the terentatek beasts' stubby legs and make use of his superior speed to evade them.

Capitalizing on this opportunity, the Eternals were able to focus down on a single terentatek at a time and utterly decimate them. When finally felled Azrael gave Lok a stern look "Not. A. Word. What happens on Almas, stays on Almas." He took a knee next to the dead creature and slashed off a portion of its tusk. A memento for himself.

"Let's get going."
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As expected the area the terentateks were guarding was indeed the threshold into the liveable portions of the fortress. No traps in sight, no Force-crafted monstrosities. There were many areas ahead; living rooms, a couple of barracks and so on but only four were of note to the intrepid adventurers; the armoury, the laboratory, the arcanex and the cathedral.

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Ori`verda @ Rivan of the Dark Side

The lumbering giants dashed towards the droid as fast as their stubby legs could move them but it was too late. As deadly as the explosive shots were, they only managed to snub out one beast.

At this rate it would take another couple of minutes to pierce the extra thicc hides of the beasts. The Terentateks, not being complete idiots, decided to hug the wall and wait for the droid to leave in order to snatch it as it flew forward.

Looks like Lok will have to figure out another plan, unless he wants to risk his war droid getting mauled.

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Ori`verda @ Rivan of the Dark Side

The mighty beasts roared and began to move out of sight, waiting for their prey to come to the fore. In the distance, the group could sight the entrance to the laboratory. Presumably.

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Ori`verda @ Rivan of the Dark Side

Azrael just stood still and watched Lok and his cohorts retreat. When the Terentatek approached the passage he took three steps backwards and watched as the beast tried to reach for him with its small hands.

The passage was too narrow for the monsters to enter, unfortunately he could tell that they'd have to kill the three Terentateks in order to proceed. Sith Lords are nothing if not cliche like that.

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Ori`verda @ Rivan of the Dark Side

"In some alternate universe we'd have been killed by a storm of poisoned arrows that were hidden behind the door."

Moving behind Lok, the group continued down the right path and eventually coming to yet another door. This one featured no locks, no traps and no elaborate carvings of any sort.

Deciding to be a bit more pro-active Azrael gentle pushed Lok aside and opened the path. It revealed a large, open room with bones strewn about and in the distance three large, hulking, live Terentateks. To make matters worse the door was stuck and would not close.

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