Post by The Beast on Mar 8, 2012 1:30:41 GMT -5
Tyloth Rhun: Beast of the Infallible.
Sith Assassin; Tank
Executive Finances
A Gladiator; The only way Tyloth would fit in any other guild besides the Infallible.
In the Darkness of Korriban, a ghost laid dormant. A Curse that plagued the Red Sand; The Force. Three hundred years since the Sith flee into unknown space. Three Hundred years since anyone has touched the surface. For three hundred years the Republic held Korriban prisoner. The Darkside, waited patiently. During the Republics control over the Planet, they allowed none to touch its sands, unless given permission by the Jedi council or one was far from force-sensitive and still had clearence from the council. An Aramada of Republic Cruisers Orbited the planet, watching as it became apparent that the planet was becoming a Sleeping Giant. Korriban filled with Secrets.
Twenty-nine years before the Sith re-emerged from Dromund Kaas. A twi'lek Jedi Master, of an unknown name had two sons. Twins, but completely different personalities. Admitted clearence onto the Planets surface the Jedi master found a cave, a cave that called to him, far louder than any of the other tombs, or caves. The Curse wanted him. The twins were not Force-Sensitive, and the Jedi was going to use his own sons to play-out an experiment for the Republic. The Hypothesis was, "Korriban is to be Colonized, with now Side-effects." The question to the Hypothesis was to remain unanswered. None returned to Coruscant. The Jedi Master continued towards the cave. He entered, and expected a life-form but what he had witnessed was much, much more.
Upon entering the cave, the twins were asleep. It was apparent that the Jedi was the only one hearing the voice. The walls were dark, sharp as Razors. The Jedi found this out, later. There was an aura, of purple and black musky; Darkness seemed to flow in a visible form around a Large tablet, held by stone monuments that represented slaves. The Jedi looked in Awe. His eyes widened, because before him was the center of the voice. But nothing was there, except a ghost, formed in a shade darker than that murky musk floating around the save. Two black eyes opened from the shadow, the lining of the eyes were a reddish color.(Giving the Jedi notice that it had eyes.) The Jedi could not figure out what it was, or what it he had walked into. However, he was curious. He shouted out.
"Who are you?!" The Jedi shouted, afraid to walk any closer than the mouth of the chasm that hearthed the gaint tablet.
"I am Consumed with Darkness and soon, /they/ will be too.." The voice said quietly as it slowly raised a conjuration of its tri-fingered hand.
"W-what?" The jedi questioned, hearing him but not understanding what he had meant.
Before the shade could answer, a large push casted the Jedi against the wall. The jedi was peirced against the speak like razor rocks. The twins fell from the Initial push, however the murky darkness acted as a blanket. The twins howled, however the silenced once the blanket of Darkness; The Darkside caught them, hovering them over the rock floor. Laying them softly, as they were children.
"One of you.. Will become my vessel." The essence spoke to the twins. They were new-borns, almost a year old.
For years, the twins were raised, feeding off of Tukata hound commodities, and learning how to survive on their own. The oldest, larger twi'lek was Tyloth. Tyloth was a strong, and agressive brute-like creature. He showed desirable strength, and knew no fear. The other, was miniscule, but smart. Paku was good at heart and clever. The essence pryed into their mind that they were destined to change the Galaxy. Eliminating weakness, and forever creating a peaceful galaxy full of strong willed beings. Tyloth was destined to do it by force, always beating things, and murdering his sport before feasting upon it. He grew more and more fond of eating raw meat, as a sign of victory over his victim. Pa'ku was more percise. He would be destined to do rid the world of weakness peacefully. Teaching the galaxy how to be strong, instead of purging the weak. They were both desirable individuals. The essence wanted both.
But the time came, when the essence was to teach them their skills with a blade. Tyloth excelled brilliantly. However his control over the force was non-existant. His raw power emitted from his body when it felt it needed it. Tyloth could not bring it forth from command. Pa'ku had a great understanding of the Force and could use to reform tissue, seal wounds. Eve inflict pain. However, the time came for the Vessel to be chosen. The essence looked at the two, and smirked.
"One of you will be free, and the other will forever be enslaved." The essence said, the body never formed, it would only speak in their minds. For all they knew, they were alone. Living off of the sands of Korriban.
The two looked at eachother. They wanted to leave this cave. They wanted the nightmares to stop. They sought freedom. But Tyloth was greedy, selfish and full of pride. He wanted to explore. He wanted to sleep without waking in the middle of the night, shaking. He wanted to be free and would do anything to get it. Without hesitation he gripped the sword given to him and begun flailing it towards Pa'ku. Hours passed, and the fight continued. Dawn fell outside, and so did one of the Brothers.
Tyloth holding his brothers corpse shouted towards the Cave. "I have done what you've asked. Free me!" Tyloth demanded, but only a sinister laugh replied.
"Your brother is free now.. Hahahaa. You are my slave!" The essence, laughing.
Tyloth moved his lips to reply, opening his mouth. "Wh-!" was all the sound Tyloth could make before the essence poured into his mouth. Tyloth shook violently as he choked on the Darkness. The aura around the save seemed to thin, and enter his body. Tyloths eyes became completely black. Lightning surged from his body, the Darkside consumed him. He was not the vessel of pure hatred, pure Darkness. Tyloth fainted from the event.
Years later, three years after the Sith returned to Korriban. Tyloth was twenty-nine now. Feading off the Sith who trailed too close to the hunting grounds. Feeding, growing in power. The Beast was born. Within this time, a group of individuals called the Infallible heard stories of the Beast of Korriban. The one who would take Sith Lords and leave bones in their place. Solaar and Cripsus have found a promising subject.
----------The Infallible-----------
While on Korriban for the Sith Assassin Nasus Olaran, Solaar reviewed his list while onboard the ship. The Overseer Vexat the Twi’lek, The Rattataki Warlord Cripsus, and the Bounty Hunter Shen who had been tending to his prospects wounds were all accompanying their Overlord during their task of recruitment. Solaar noticed another prospect of his was a Sith Commander here on Korriban, except he was on the other side of the planet’s surface. Huurin Hethgar the Untouchable. The Empire deemed this prospect a Juggernaut of the Sith which caught the eye of the Infallible.
Meanwhile, on the other side of Korriban, near the Canyons this Huurin Hethgar had been stationed at an Archeology Outpost, overseeing the works of the scientist under his authority.
-Later that night-
Overlord Solaar’s squad of ‘Infallible’ were en route to the location of Huurin. As they were flying, Cripsus noticed an eruption of intense lightsaber contact. The lightsabers were seen slashing and flying all over the place. They seemed to dance in the dust cloud the battle caused.
“Where are we landing, Solaar?”Cripsus said with Solaar at his side.
"Doesn’t matter, just land it." Solaar said demandingly, walking up to the bay door.
Cripsus landed the ship, and opened the bay doors. To his sight he saw nothing but dust. Solaar turned to Cripsus and nodded.
“Let’s go.” Solaar growled.
Cripsus did not answer, instead he walked out of the bay. He looked at Vexat and Solaar. The night was hot, and barren. Solaar looked ahead at the dust, not seeing anything. “Get back on the ship, we’ll look for him in the morning…if he’s still alive.” Solaar demanded. The members of the Infallible nodded, getting back on the ship.
-The next morning-
Solaar, Cripsus and Vexat had set out to find Huurin Hethgar the following morning. They were passing through a small village before they set out towards the area where they saw the lightsabers.
“Lord Huuuuurin! Aaaaaaaah! Nooooooooo!” A shriek from a woman was heard ahead, towards the Temple at the end of the village. Then another shriek was heard.
The three bolted up, and walked to the crowd in front of them. The three ‘Infallible’ wore black robes, their heads covered in hoods. Once they came into proximity with what had happened, they stopped, and all three looked up with a smile across their faces. Huurin hanged there, mangled and bruised on a pole at the top of the Temple. The rest of the crowd observed in fear.
Huurins remains had been dis-membered and re-attached. His legs were now his arms, and his arms were his legs. And his heart became the resting place for his head. His blood leaked onto the stone, and Korriban’s earth cracked as if the planet was feasting upon the fallen Sith’s power.
Not long after they arrived, Vexat noticed a red Twi’lek, shirtless walk into the entrance of a canyon nearby, and with him a blood trail followed. Vexat turned to Solaar and Cripsus.
“I know who did this. Follow me.” Vexat exclaimed as she began to follow after the white Twi’lek, the first to move.
The three followed the trail until they reached a cave within the canyon, its stench was thick of a rotting, water-logged carcass. They continued on, entering the cave.
After an hour of winding tunnels they finally found a mouth of a chasm. There was piece of a Hssiss carcass in the pool in the middle of the chasm. They saw another chasm concealed by Darkness and covered by Saber crystals.
A black, tattered robe figure dwelled in the dark chasm. As the three walked into the crystal chasm, the soles of their shoes broke the water silence and caused unwelcome ripples, echoing in the chasm rocks. The ceiling of the chasm had spikes which trickled down water drops onto the floor.
In the Darkness the robed figure stood from his seated stature. He did not move anymore, but his figure seemed to of disappeared within the second chasm. A low, rumbling chuckle thundered throughout the crystal chasm.
“Those who step into the Darkness, do not return to the Light…” Said a voice, thought to be the white Twi’lek in the second chasm. The voice rang through the stone ceiling. The echoes made it seem like it was being spoken by a thousand people; the voice surrounding them.
“Who said we were going to return to the Light? So tell me, who am I speaking to?” Solaar called out, chuckling slightly.
“I am the Blackness in your eyes, the hate that beats in your heart, and the Darkness of your own Shadow. Leave now, the darkness has fed this day. Your sacrifice would be meaningless. Begone!” The Darkness spoke out once more.
Solaar moved forward towards the chasm and ignited his two sabers. The others followed, ignited their sabers and followed him into the Darkness.
The figure in the Darkness opened its eyes. Piercing, red eyes glowed in the dark. The robed figure appeared tall, very tall. A raw talent, an untamable darkness dwelled within this Hssiss cave. The figure ignited his staff illuminating that part of the cave.
“I am Consumed with Darkness… And soon you will be too!” A scratchy vibrant deepening voice erupted from the eyes in the darkness.
The giant Twi’lek launched at the three, spinning his staff like a saw-blade crouching down to scatter them. He stood, bearing his teeth, his hands beginning to glow with lightning. He released a lightning bolt at the three Sith, growling. After an hour of fighting, Vexat collided with the Twi’lek, and entered a lightning hold which caused them both to be knocked back, however the white Twi’lek was hit on his head and dazed long enough for the three to corner him, pointing their sabers at his throat.
“A wise and formidable fighter, though he is reckless.” Solaar implied.
“A risk to be taken.” Vexat added as she held her side, where the Twi’lek had slashed her during the fight.
“You slaughtered the man we were after to join us. I deem you worthy of being ‘Infallible’. You can either swear your allegiance to me or perish here.” Solaar spoke as he grabbed the Twi’lek by his lekku to pull him up, taking his saber until he was ultimately convinced.
The three take the Twi’lek to their ship. The Twi’lek beaten, ultimately swears loyalty to the Infallible race. The Twi’lek insisted he knew how to fly a ship and that he could fly it for us. Solaar shook his head, not fully trusting the Twi’lek yet. “I will fly it.” Solaar said.
Cripsus had been tending to Vexat’s wounds that had been caused by the Twi’lek. Cripsus didn’t feel at ease without knowing the Twi’lek’s name. He looked at the Twi’lek.
“What is your name, Darkness?” Cripsus called out.
”Tyloth.. Rhun.” He answered.
Years passed. The treaty formed, and all the events came to play. [Launch Date]. Tyloth quickly rised in rank, moving to Warden Overseer of the Infallible. Titled: Beast of the Infallible. Taking Initiates, beating them into the mind state of the Infallible. Killing most he found many who may be claimed worthy. [Those of note would be, Tormentor/Broodling Ce'viavi, Spectre/Enforcer T'ia, Tormentor Pravda, Enforcer Overseer Saro, Practioner Overseer/Enforcer Xurina, Warden Tulak, Tormentor Overseer Smoth, Spectre Rapacious, Enforcer Aprello, Initiate Adaca. (All of which have a place in this story. There are more but not a huge part with Tyloth's story.) ]. During his time, searching and purging through weaklings searching for Infallible Potentials. After long months he had found two admirable beings on Korriban. A Twi'lek sith, with knowledge of healing named Pravda and a Mandalorian Bounty Hunter, T'ia they were killing Tu'kata for sport. With consideration, Tyloth deemed them worthy of becoming Initiates. Soon to rise to importance within the Infallible.
Tyloth later had found another Twi'lek. One who would become his lover, and mother of his child. However, that future was far from likely in the beginning. After being called by the Infallible to butcher Mandalorians, he had found a green Twi'lek there, doing the same. She was under orders from a powerful Darth to recapture a Sith vessel, used as a headquarters for rogue mandalorians who had pleaded loyalty to the Republic. Fighting alongside this Twi'lek, Tyloth saw some potential in her and enlightened her about the Infallible. Her kindness, disgusted him however it was in plain sight. She had use. She denied his offer in the beginning, however her story is far from over. They had parted ways.(Sorry, gotta shorten some stuff.) Tyloth continued his search, and had found many along the way.
Tyloth continued onto Tatooine. Where he had found /her/ once again. Xurina. He took a more aggressive approach, and demanded her to follow him. After a mild arguement she agreed and accompanied him onto the Infallible Flagship-- Blight. The gathering of the Infallible continued, introducing the Warlord to the new Initiates, and citing their expectations. Xurina had caught the attention of a older Twi'lek named Vayrin which had been flirting with her the whole night. Tyloth secretly took offense, a spark of jealousy struck him. He growled, and moved from the platform where the council stood upon and began to beat the Twi'lek. Xurina was disgusted with the beast, and grew an ever growing hatred that would soon become a passionate fuel in their future. Tyloth; Being the only thing he knew, deemed her his slave. Along with Pravda and any other future Twi'leks who had been recruited. However, Xurina remained his favorite.
At Tyloths words, Xurina barked back. Not wanting to return to slavery she questioned him, and ended up being beaten worse than anyone had ever been by Tyloth. His jealousy and dominant pride overpowering her words. He continued, until she was near death when Cripsus had pulled him away. The meeting ended with silence. Tyloth was delayed by a short meeting with Cripsus.
"What was that?" Cripsus questioned him/
"She is disobedient." Tyloth said with a growl.
"Keep an eye on her.. She may be a Jedi." Cripsus said, looking past him and towards Xurina. He knew Tyloth was a simplton and only a few words would strike an order. An Unstopable order towards a single goal.
"With pleasure.." Tyloth concluded the conversation, walking out of the Meeting Hall.
Before completely leaving, Tyloth caught Xurina and Vayrin speaking about home, they had asked him. Tyloth spit in Vayrins face and implied that they are not worthy for his story. He stormed off.
Months passed...
Tyloth was on a task to find the prisoners left worthy on Belsavis that had not yet fallen. Tyloths personal agenda was sport. To kill the strongest, in order to secure his position. However, he met a younger fellow. Saro Ban. Darth of the Sith who lingered on Belsavis, constantly fighting the rebellious prisoners on the surface of Belsavis with his small regime of loyal soldiers. He was powerful, however he was more clever than he had ever met. He was perfect, and reminded him of Pa'ku. A human, Pa'ku. Who would of thought? Tyloth constantly questioned himself. Even now. After a long talk, and a long battle Tyloth and Saro became drawn together by the fist of combat. Constantly competing for power. However most of his regime fell, by the end of the week. Saro eventually joined the Infallible and brought five others. Key warriors who made up an important part of the Infallible's strike force. However their competing eventually led to the to Tyloths disbandment of the Infallible. Believing it currupt for handing Saro the Overseer position without first proving his loyalty. A feat that would soon embarass the Infallible.
Weeks passed...
Tyloth had taken the title of Obyrru, keeping in contact with his other Wardens, those loyal to him. Tenerbus, Neki. His dreadnaughts were amongst them. He sought to form a True Infallible army, and it became apparent that it was impossible. None in his eyes, to his standards was Infallible, until he had met Ce'viavi. An ambitious young Sith. One he had caught attention of when she was claiming the lives of other Sith on Dromund Kaas; Tyloths hiding place. Tyloth approached her, attacking her to see how she would fare, and she fared well. Tyloth cut her down to a kneel and enlightened her of her choices. To join him, or face death. She sought power and she had admired Tyloth. [Ce' may write a portion her explaining what she had felt and whatnot about Tyloth and what was going during the /Brood/ time period.]
For days, Tyloth trained her with the knowledge of the Infallible, and his desires. He smiled for the first time before her when she continued to seek power. She had even brought many potentials to him. However, none were worthy. He had consumed them all before her. She admired him more. She became closer and closer to him. He began to see her as his own daughter. He continued with her training until contacted by his Overlord, Solaar Vox. He wanted Tyloth to return and so they developed a trap. A trap to get Saro to accept the challenge of Tyloth and prove his worth to the Council.
But that is only the beginning.. ( I will post more in a solo section. I want to get my app done so I half assed this. )
