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| Lord Manticore | May 5 2008, 10:54 PM |
Sith Council Master
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Lord Manticore's Dojo The Sith Master sat in lotus position on a mat in near darkness. His eyes were closed and his breathing even. The sith runes inscribed throughout the dojo as well as the holocron lodged high upon the domed ceiling, pulsed lightly in time with his breathing, bathing the entire chamber in a soft and eerie glow. The Darkside was strong within the chamber, palbably strong. He could almost reach out and grab a fistful of darkness. That very imagery brought a faint and evanescent smile to the zabrak's face. The darkside would draw the strong and weed out the weak. There would be a culling and this dojo would play a part in it. It was not long before Lord Manticore sensed a figure approaching the chamber. The Sith Master slowly inclined his head, eyes still close as he probed for a bit more. There. He could feel a mixture of curiosity and ambition thrown in with a good dose of caution and respect...and above all patience. This made him smile in good natured amusement. This one had potential. Ever so slowly, the blood red zabrak opened his fiery eyes and allowed them to adjust to the dim lighting before looking to the archway. It was there that he saw the outlined silhouette of a young sith. One he recognized as the Dark Lord's own apprentice. Xan. Lord Manticore smiled in silence and waited a moment. Then the smile broadened. Good. Very good. Xan was in control of her urges. He could feel her eagerness to come in, but she was astute and in control of herself and would not enter the chamber uninvited. Lord Nemisis had certainly chosen his apprentice well. Yes, even though it was still too early to tell, it did seem that Xan would do very well in here. After all, Martial Discipline started in the mind. "You may enter..." Lord Manticore's rasp was no more than a mere whisper, but Xan would hear it as if he'd spoken it aloud. The Sith Master remained seated and waited for the Dark Lord's apprentice to approach and speak her mind. The blood red zabrak's fiery gaze fell upon her as he silently watched her, appraising her every move. Tag: Xan :evil: :maul: |
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