Post by mavtech on Mar 28, 2012 2:24:11 GMT -5
MavTech Log. Day One.
Dromund Kaas. A more glorious place the Sith have never known, save perhaps Korriban. A place where it rains constantly, half-finished towers dot the landscape, and the Mandalorians know their place as tools of the Sith. I was gifted with a slave, a rather talkative Twi'Lek named Vette, who I'm sure will provide enough entertainment to last a lifetime. She's adorable, really, in that 'oppressed slave' sort of way. She serves her purpose well, as emissary for MavTech where I cannot be seen. She speaks my words, she is my voice. But she's little more than a pet, a toy to be discarded when pleasure can no longer be gained.
I am Sith. I bear the red skin of my ancestors, the crimson hued flesh that sets me apart among those of my own creed.
I am Sith. I work alongside the Onyx Claw, in the Inner Circle of their Sith Presence. My reach is vast, my resources- even without MavTech- limited merely by the scale of my own imagination. My Lieutenant nameplate was lost in transit, though. I had the fool executed, hanged by his lower intestines from the ceiling of a Dromund Kaas customs office.
I am Sith. I rule by the will of the dark side.
-End log one-
Dromund Kaas. A more glorious place the Sith have never known, save perhaps Korriban. A place where it rains constantly, half-finished towers dot the landscape, and the Mandalorians know their place as tools of the Sith. I was gifted with a slave, a rather talkative Twi'Lek named Vette, who I'm sure will provide enough entertainment to last a lifetime. She's adorable, really, in that 'oppressed slave' sort of way. She serves her purpose well, as emissary for MavTech where I cannot be seen. She speaks my words, she is my voice. But she's little more than a pet, a toy to be discarded when pleasure can no longer be gained.
I am Sith. I bear the red skin of my ancestors, the crimson hued flesh that sets me apart among those of my own creed.
I am Sith. I work alongside the Onyx Claw, in the Inner Circle of their Sith Presence. My reach is vast, my resources- even without MavTech- limited merely by the scale of my own imagination. My Lieutenant nameplate was lost in transit, though. I had the fool executed, hanged by his lower intestines from the ceiling of a Dromund Kaas customs office.
I am Sith. I rule by the will of the dark side.
-End log one-