Post by Swil Kit Fisto on Feb 19, 2008 15:04:00 GMT -4
After spending a little over a week and a half together, Swil and Hannibal finally made it to the planet Manaan. While they were entering the planet’s atmosphere, Swil’s thoughts went to the past. This was where his real training in the dark side of the force began. Although now he no longer believed that, there was dark or a light side of the force, just people who used the force in good and evil ways. Nevertheless, this place was a reminder of how he needed to control his emotions.
During the ship’s violent shaking from re-entry, Swil was reminded of the test Vlandus gave him. He could see the faces of the hundreds of thousands he slaughtered for no reason. They were all unprepared for the attack, and although they did try and fight back they were nothing compared to Swil’s swordsmanship, finesse, and knowledge of the force. Swil walked back to his quarters and pulled out the very lightsaber he used for his slaughter. He kept it in reminder of what happens when he let his hate run freely and take over his very thoughts and actions. Fortunately for Swil he destroyed all evidence that he was there, so no one would recognize him on the planet.
While circling the Capitol, and only spaceport on the entire planet, Swil and Hannibal both waited for confirmation to land. Hannibal was growing impatient, “What’s wrong with these fish heads?” He snarled. “Don’t get impatient, it’s pointless, it doesn’t help speed the process any more.” Just then, they received confirmation to land. “Okay, you have clearance, you may land at port 132.” The voice told them over the transmitter.
They landed at their designated docking port in West Central, and headed out into the city. On their way to the Sith Embassy they were stopped by a selkath, “In order to pass you must pay the standard docking fee of 150 credits.” Swil had other plans, “That won’t be necessary.” Swil said waving his hand in front of the Selkath. “Actually, that won’t be necessary, sir, enjoy your stay here in Ahto city.” They then set out for Ahto City East.
During the ship’s violent shaking from re-entry, Swil was reminded of the test Vlandus gave him. He could see the faces of the hundreds of thousands he slaughtered for no reason. They were all unprepared for the attack, and although they did try and fight back they were nothing compared to Swil’s swordsmanship, finesse, and knowledge of the force. Swil walked back to his quarters and pulled out the very lightsaber he used for his slaughter. He kept it in reminder of what happens when he let his hate run freely and take over his very thoughts and actions. Fortunately for Swil he destroyed all evidence that he was there, so no one would recognize him on the planet.
While circling the Capitol, and only spaceport on the entire planet, Swil and Hannibal both waited for confirmation to land. Hannibal was growing impatient, “What’s wrong with these fish heads?” He snarled. “Don’t get impatient, it’s pointless, it doesn’t help speed the process any more.” Just then, they received confirmation to land. “Okay, you have clearance, you may land at port 132.” The voice told them over the transmitter.
They landed at their designated docking port in West Central, and headed out into the city. On their way to the Sith Embassy they were stopped by a selkath, “In order to pass you must pay the standard docking fee of 150 credits.” Swil had other plans, “That won’t be necessary.” Swil said waving his hand in front of the Selkath. “Actually, that won’t be necessary, sir, enjoy your stay here in Ahto city.” They then set out for Ahto City East.
