Post by Swil Kit Fisto on May 29, 2008 22:01:54 GMT -4
The Sith Embassy was alive and well again, and not much had changed since Swil had left. There stood the receptionist behind the desk. She was a Devarodian and appeared to be in her late 50’s. The receptionist greeted them, “Welcome to the Sith Embassy here on Manann, is there something you need help with Master Jedi?” She stood a half foot taller than Swil and was wearing dark red Jedi robes, which is very unusual for a Sith. Swil noticed that the force was very potent in her, and sensed something strange about this individual.
They embassy was a lot kinder now, Swil thought for sure he would have to fight his way in. “I’m actually not with the Jedi any longer, but yes, I am looking for an old friend, I believe he goes by the name Darth Liam.”
“I’m sorry, Master Liam died not to long ago.”
“That’s sad to hear. May I speak with the one in charge of this installation before I go?”
“Yes, you may, but he is in training with his students right now, you are going to have to wait another hour before he is done.”
“That is fine, I will wait here until he is done. I must ask you how long have you been with the Sith here on Manann.”
“I’ve been here all my life. I was saved when I was an infant, they said an alien Sith saved me, and that he was the best swordsman since the great Tulak Hord of the ancient Sith.”
“Whatever happened to him?”
“Rumor has it that his Master, Vlandus, tried to betray him, so he killed him out of anger. No one knows what happened after that, some say that he killed himself, others say he returned to the Jedi under a different name.”
“Well neither of those are correct. I am he that saved you. I’ve come back to gather strength against a new Sith Lord unlike others, he is gathering strength and is trying to overthrow the current Lord.”
“What makes you think that I’m going to believe you?”
“Darth Fisto’s saber deflection skills were the greatest anyone had ever seen. I know you have 5 hidden turrets in that desk. Take them out, stand over by the wall there and open fire on me if I survive, is that enough proof?”
“Heh yea, sure. Thankfully, I won’t have to clean up the mess. Here you go.”
Swil took out his silver lightsaber and red short saber, and took his ready stance. “Fire for 2 minutes straight rapid fire and don’t stop.”
The Devarodian gave the firing sequence and there it went. Swil stood there deflecting every blaster bolt that came at him. The receptionist stood there in astonishment the alien’s hands were moving so fast they were barely noticeable, and not only was he deflecting them away from himself but most of them were in the same general area. When the two minutes were up Swil had barely broken a sweat. “Now do you believe me?” He asked.
“Yes I do, what do you want?”
“I want you to come with me, renounce the idiot ways of the Sith and come the gray side.”
“Thank you for saving me, I am forever in your debt. I will go with you.”
“What is your name Devarodian?”
“They named me Anselm in honor of you.”
Sensing that he had done what he came for, they left.
Anselm Sith Acolyte
They embassy was a lot kinder now, Swil thought for sure he would have to fight his way in. “I’m actually not with the Jedi any longer, but yes, I am looking for an old friend, I believe he goes by the name Darth Liam.”
“I’m sorry, Master Liam died not to long ago.”
“That’s sad to hear. May I speak with the one in charge of this installation before I go?”
“Yes, you may, but he is in training with his students right now, you are going to have to wait another hour before he is done.”
“That is fine, I will wait here until he is done. I must ask you how long have you been with the Sith here on Manann.”
“I’ve been here all my life. I was saved when I was an infant, they said an alien Sith saved me, and that he was the best swordsman since the great Tulak Hord of the ancient Sith.”
“Whatever happened to him?”
“Rumor has it that his Master, Vlandus, tried to betray him, so he killed him out of anger. No one knows what happened after that, some say that he killed himself, others say he returned to the Jedi under a different name.”
“Well neither of those are correct. I am he that saved you. I’ve come back to gather strength against a new Sith Lord unlike others, he is gathering strength and is trying to overthrow the current Lord.”
“What makes you think that I’m going to believe you?”
“Darth Fisto’s saber deflection skills were the greatest anyone had ever seen. I know you have 5 hidden turrets in that desk. Take them out, stand over by the wall there and open fire on me if I survive, is that enough proof?”
“Heh yea, sure. Thankfully, I won’t have to clean up the mess. Here you go.”
Swil took out his silver lightsaber and red short saber, and took his ready stance. “Fire for 2 minutes straight rapid fire and don’t stop.”
The Devarodian gave the firing sequence and there it went. Swil stood there deflecting every blaster bolt that came at him. The receptionist stood there in astonishment the alien’s hands were moving so fast they were barely noticeable, and not only was he deflecting them away from himself but most of them were in the same general area. When the two minutes were up Swil had barely broken a sweat. “Now do you believe me?” He asked.
“Yes I do, what do you want?”
“I want you to come with me, renounce the idiot ways of the Sith and come the gray side.”
“Thank you for saving me, I am forever in your debt. I will go with you.”
“What is your name Devarodian?”
“They named me Anselm in honor of you.”
Sensing that he had done what he came for, they left.
Anselm Sith Acolyte
