The Dark Academy on Korriban

Lord Zash has gathered her expedition just outside the site of where they should find Lord Hazzan’s holocron stored by his apprentice. She is dressed in a long robe and she is going over the details in her command tent as Mandalorians do last minute checks on their weapons.

The transport with the students arrives into the camp which sits in the shadow of crimson dunes and a lone tower jutting out of the sands of great age.

Zeno is the first off the transport, apparently quite excited and looking forward to the expedition. He moves to greet Lord Zash. "My Lord," he says, bowing his head in deference.

Moyr was next, hopping off gracefully onto the dune. Seeing Mandalorians she grinned wryly in her mind.

"Lord Zash."

She paid dispassionate respects.

And then came a full equipped Baesal

''Lord Zash''

She said with a bow

Gerald follows off the transport with a smile.

Zash smiles and gestures for the aspirants to come to her command tent. A light rain falls from cloudy skies, she says to the students, “I am just going over the sub-surface scans and analyzing the layout from the drones we sent into the structure. I believe I have found our entry point, from there we will have to break the first seal, which will require splitting into two teams. The next chamber should be relatively simple in cracking into the inner sanctum where the holocron should be.”

“So what did you find in the restricted tombs last night?” she adds.

"You seem to be following those developments closely, Lord Zash. It seems nothing was found that would merit bringing it here. Otherwise, with your superior senses, the question would be redundant."

Moyr replied calmly.

OOC: Deception roll with difficulty of 3 Challenge and 1 Difficulty.

As far as Zeno knows he wasn't spotted or connected to what happened. So he simply keeps his mouth shut. He likes Zash and the group and doesn't really want to make any choices between them so he dons his tuk'ata helmet and fiddles with it, doing a coms check, testing the breath mask and flipping between different scanner goggle spectrums.

Baesal did not say much but made a face that gave credence to Moyr's words.

(ooc: aid another for Moyr)

Moyr met Zash's gaze straight on, defiantly, with a sweet, confident smile. She faced the long shadow of their past days and did not waver. The vicious charm of the Force laced her conviction.

"Should we not proceed with the plan, Lord Zash? It would be good to know how do you plan to pass through the seals."

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LE6. Deception. 3 Challenge, 1 Difficulty. 2 Boost from Baes' assistance. Force Power: Influence. Destiny upgrade. Even if I fail, I have already won.: 3eP+3eC+1eD+2eB+1eF 3 successes, 2 threat, 1 Dark Side


Force Die for additional Advantage to reduce Threat by 1, surplus successes on making Zash more susceptible for future Deception.

Remmington offers a respectful bow to Lord Zash. "Lord Zash." He then greets the others. "Fellow acolytes. I look forward to working with all of you."

He remains quiet as he listens to the plans for the expedition since he had no idea about the contents. He looks at the others with Lord Zash's question.

Niriti hurried out of the transport, following her fellow students behind Lord Zash, hoping to impress the Lord now that she had gained some acknowledgement in the Academy. She listened carefully to understand what it was all about as the Lord questioned about the Tombs.

Lord Zash was quiet and brought up an image of Baesal running from the tombs. She smiles and says, “I will get to the plan shortly, once I have sorted this out.”

“Zeno, speak,” she says.

“It isn’t that I don’t believe you Moyr, you do sound terribly convincing, But I would not ask the question if I did not know that you were lying to me. I commend your gumption, which says to me you found something.”

Zeno removes his pretty new helmet and lets it hang over his back. He sighs. "Well, she's convincing because it's the truth. It had nothing particularly useful to this expedition. Whether or not you'd be interested in it is another matter entirely. It was a Holocron made by Lord Hazzan. One that required understanding of opening a jedi's holocron. The man had turned to the light and turned his back on pursuits of power."

He looks to the group with consideration. "The hope was that we act as true sith and seek favor, reward and power for the exchange of such a find, but we had not agreed to how we should go about it." Looking back to Lord Zash. "And so here we are. If it had been solely my find then I would have turned it over to you. But it took our combined resources and talents to acquire it so it seemed more appropriate to attempt to earn something in return for it. The others do not share the bond you and I do so they don't share the same ideas about supporting your search for knowledge. Everyone's got their own agenda."

He shrugs at that. "So I guess for the group's sake, what would you give for it. I'm not going to take part in any negotiations though. Whatever is arranged is arranged and I'll live with it because I'm the guy in the middle. Whatever comes of it, my hope is that I'll continue being able to work well with both parties because that is beneficial for me."

Moyr did not interject. In this case less was more. She did not blame Zeno, knowing how hard it was to hold ground against Zash. But her own self-esteem called for the defiance she had showcased. Whatever would happen, she did not fail herself. For Zash, she had a calm smile.

"Thank you for the commendation. Lord Zash."

“Well as it stands I am not postponing this mission just to look at a holocron of a Sith gone soft but in the future I will determine if something demands my attention not you. I have given you a sense of liberty and opportunity as I prefer and encourage initiative,” she says calmly.

“But, the moment that initiative turns to selfish ambition I have to consider if I have done you a disservice. Now I understand the sentiment,” she says as she turns to the hologram back to the map. “I even understand the need to lie, it is a natural instinct to protect oneself.”

“Still if I allow an aspirant to lie to me with impunity then I look weak. A sith does not abide weakness, even perceived ones unless they serve a greater purpose. So I will have to extract punishment. Perhaps not today as some of you have some value for this mission. But there will come a moment when I will make you suffer. It may not require death…”

She raises a hand casually injects purple lightning into Baesal forcing the aspirant to her knees.

“But it will be painful. Baesal thank Moyr for that lesson.”

OOC: Baesal takes 8 wounds and 4 strain from the Force power, spends 2 dark. http://orokos.com/roll/449821 & http://orokos.com/roll/449822

Zeno steps in the way of the lightning taking it's full brunt in Baesal's place. Falling to his knees.

OOC: Spending destiny

Zash shrugs and returns to the map, “If you have questions, now is the time.”

OOC: Zeno takes 8 wounds and 4 strain.

He grits his teeth and clenches his fists against the pain. The sith-blood takes a moment to compose himself before taking his feet. He says nothing for a long moment, before speaking up, moving on from the incident as though nothing had happened, aside from the hint of pain obvious in his voice. "What is the first step for opening the tomb?"

8 wounds
4 strain

“The holocron we have is a key, it will open the initial doors beyond that two separate locking mechanisms that open to a central chamber with another locking mechanism based on the force and then that should open the inner sanctum. Once there I will unlock the holocron and we shall have our prize,” she says with a cheerful tone.

I knew I should ha...

She did not have the time to finish the though before Zash threw lightning at her...Well before the half-blood got in the way.

Baesal blinked once and stood in shock while the man recoiled in pain.

You idiot!

She did not say a word, not knowing what to say.

Zeno nods. "Which will most certainly be a worthy find. I look forward to offering my congratulations Lord Zash."

Moyr listened without a word, then watched the scene unfold without a word. She did not look away, and her lips thinned in a clench of jaws. After Zeno took a hit she glanced at Rem.

"What kind of contribution do you expect of us on the way in, Lord Zash? Who is the we that will benefit from the find?"

"All of us I'm sure," he says in a neutral tone. "The empire."

He expected that Zash would have said something similar.