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19-04-2023, 07:57 AM
(This post was last modified: 19-04-2023, 07:58 AM by Rhysand Sekker.)
I have just witnessed a Trial. Utahis Udias Aayu II, one of the Aayu Bloodline, has been sentenced to spend the rest of his days in a mining colony as a slave, stripped of all lands, titles, and assets, which are to be redistributed to Sith more loyal to the Empire.
For Aayu killed a Sith Lord without proper cause, in retaliation for an illegal Kaggath-- a Kaggath that only became illegal some five years ago, where before it was, to my understanding, fully legal. But this does not matter; there are far more important things than a disloyal former Sith.
My sister has returned to her family and to the House. Dearest Xaedira. The one with whom I spent so many hours, the one who I love so dearly. And now, I am her superior. A Sith Apprentice, where she remains an Acolyte of our order. Conflict is inherent to the Sith, and it does not surprise me that conflict wages war within: we are family, but she is an Acolyte.
I am a Sith. I am her brother. I shall make her life as miserable as I possibly can.
In other news, Zeldris has returned to the House after apparently a confidential mission that eventually lead to him being caught in an ambush. It’s good to share tea with him again; we’ve exchanged news, rumours, and all else. I don’t know whether or not to consider him a friend, really.
Recently, my master has been confirmed as Sith Purifier of the Horuset Powerbase, a position that is tailor-made to her person. And I have been made her Disciple alongside Apprentice Arvanis, who has recently disappeared to Typhojem knows where. Neophyte Zynn, too, has vanished, though she’ll appear somewhere again. I’m sure of it.
And Vyrinne… I don’t know what to say. I feel this strange pull towards her, a sense of elation that only appears when I gaze upon her. It's foreign to me, but I enjoy it. I can draw power from it. It's… I'll need to do more research, perhaps I'll even ask my master.
An assassination attempt has been made on Sith Soti. And I was not there. I hate it! I hate it! I hate it! Vyrinne and I-- Why did we need to be locked into the Aeros Tower… I hate it.
Sith Soti, Vyrinne and I were watching a lesson held by cousin Vaenra on a meaningless subject when my master was called by her sister, Maerina, and asked for a private chat at Th’Asidra. My master, being the rightly paranoid person she is, already did not trust this, and ordered Vyrinne and me to accompany her. When we arrived at the Meditation Chamber on Th’Asidra -- where the blood traitor had requested her and Sith Soti meet -- we were ordered to wait outside until our master either summoned us or left the room.
Vyrinne and I chatted until we accompanied Sith Soti to the Training Room, where her sister apparently wished to learn Force Speed, a boon our master had decided to grant.
Entering, there was already two present: Neophyte Zynn and an Acolyte I do not recognize nor remember. Vyrinne and I stood near the barrier, observing the lesson. The blood traitor whined and whined. For an Aeros, she appeared to have very little ability. Yet, our master pressed on and began to teach. When she started, Apprentice Rûnil Arvanis entered and took position near the side of the room. The Lorekeeper, Sith Kaer, entered too and watched the lesson. So did Sith Tarati, though he remained near the door.
I hate myself.
Apprentice Vyrinne decided to go for tea at the Aeros Tower and left. I know not what happened next: I only know from reports from Acolytes.
Apparently, Neophyte Zynn, alongside the Blood Traitor and Rûnil engaged my master in a deadly spar that engulfed the entirety of the command deck. The moment my master pressed the emergency beacon into action, the Aeros Tower went to full alert and locked. Vyrinne and I had nowhere to go and nothing to do but wait for reports and pray for our master’s safety.
She lived. Thank Typhojem. She lived.
The blood traitor was killed, and Zaryaa and Rûnil took into custody. I’d expected they would be killed alongside the traitor, but they weren’t even stripped of their titles. Something which I find especially strange considering what Vyrinne discovered a few days later.
Apparently, Zaryaa and Rûnil had been committing more treason than is possible: they made a deal with Darth Vhial and allowed his troops to enter Horuset property: the Zynn Temple.
The temple is now Vyrinne’s, who has been made the Matriarch of House Zynn.
-From the journal of Valeus Vexal Horuset. It is written in High Sith IC.
For Aayu killed a Sith Lord without proper cause, in retaliation for an illegal Kaggath-- a Kaggath that only became illegal some five years ago, where before it was, to my understanding, fully legal. But this does not matter; there are far more important things than a disloyal former Sith.
My sister has returned to her family and to the House. Dearest Xaedira. The one with whom I spent so many hours, the one who I love so dearly. And now, I am her superior. A Sith Apprentice, where she remains an Acolyte of our order. Conflict is inherent to the Sith, and it does not surprise me that conflict wages war within: we are family, but she is an Acolyte.
I am a Sith. I am her brother. I shall make her life as miserable as I possibly can.
In other news, Zeldris has returned to the House after apparently a confidential mission that eventually lead to him being caught in an ambush. It’s good to share tea with him again; we’ve exchanged news, rumours, and all else. I don’t know whether or not to consider him a friend, really.
Recently, my master has been confirmed as Sith Purifier of the Horuset Powerbase, a position that is tailor-made to her person. And I have been made her Disciple alongside Apprentice Arvanis, who has recently disappeared to Typhojem knows where. Neophyte Zynn, too, has vanished, though she’ll appear somewhere again. I’m sure of it.
And Vyrinne… I don’t know what to say. I feel this strange pull towards her, a sense of elation that only appears when I gaze upon her. It's foreign to me, but I enjoy it. I can draw power from it. It's… I'll need to do more research, perhaps I'll even ask my master.
An assassination attempt has been made on Sith Soti. And I was not there. I hate it! I hate it! I hate it! Vyrinne and I-- Why did we need to be locked into the Aeros Tower… I hate it.
Sith Soti, Vyrinne and I were watching a lesson held by cousin Vaenra on a meaningless subject when my master was called by her sister, Maerina, and asked for a private chat at Th’Asidra. My master, being the rightly paranoid person she is, already did not trust this, and ordered Vyrinne and me to accompany her. When we arrived at the Meditation Chamber on Th’Asidra -- where the blood traitor had requested her and Sith Soti meet -- we were ordered to wait outside until our master either summoned us or left the room.
Vyrinne and I chatted until we accompanied Sith Soti to the Training Room, where her sister apparently wished to learn Force Speed, a boon our master had decided to grant.
Entering, there was already two present: Neophyte Zynn and an Acolyte I do not recognize nor remember. Vyrinne and I stood near the barrier, observing the lesson. The blood traitor whined and whined. For an Aeros, she appeared to have very little ability. Yet, our master pressed on and began to teach. When she started, Apprentice Rûnil Arvanis entered and took position near the side of the room. The Lorekeeper, Sith Kaer, entered too and watched the lesson. So did Sith Tarati, though he remained near the door.
I hate myself.
Apprentice Vyrinne decided to go for tea at the Aeros Tower and left. I know not what happened next: I only know from reports from Acolytes.
Apparently, Neophyte Zynn, alongside the Blood Traitor and Rûnil engaged my master in a deadly spar that engulfed the entirety of the command deck. The moment my master pressed the emergency beacon into action, the Aeros Tower went to full alert and locked. Vyrinne and I had nowhere to go and nothing to do but wait for reports and pray for our master’s safety.
She lived. Thank Typhojem. She lived.
The blood traitor was killed, and Zaryaa and Rûnil took into custody. I’d expected they would be killed alongside the traitor, but they weren’t even stripped of their titles. Something which I find especially strange considering what Vyrinne discovered a few days later.
Apparently, Zaryaa and Rûnil had been committing more treason than is possible: they made a deal with Darth Vhial and allowed his troops to enter Horuset property: the Zynn Temple.
The temple is now Vyrinne’s, who has been made the Matriarch of House Zynn.
-From the journal of Valeus Vexal Horuset. It is written in High Sith IC.
