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11 1:28am 14/10/04

Dark Side Spirit

"If you come with me and I will show you the Dark Side so that your small empire will not fall due to my help, young Amarie. I will also protect you from your father's blade."

"I'm here to make things go where they should be that I'm here to give you guidance where you will be the ruler of your Empire. I guarantee it, personally. When I was the Dark Lord of the Sith, I had to do deadly rituals to earn that title and I knew that if my old Empire went too far into the Old Republic which my Empire wasn't ready to destroy the Old Republic and the Jedi Order. I knew my ancestors history and I wouldn't make the same mistake."

Ragnos smiled with his Dark Side energies shrouded the room, "You are making the right choice, young one. I have plenty of time to guide you because I about five thousand year old spirit. My fellow minor Sith Lords spirits agreed about my decision right now which they approve of you."

He looked down at her bloody hands and used the Sith Magic named Instantaneous Healing to repair everything on her body including her hands and more. Ragnos looked back at her and said, "See, what I have done is due to the power of the Dark Side and theres much more to learn, Amarie."

"I'll exit your place so you can finish up here. Alright?"

There is no peace, there is anger.
There is no fear, there is power.
There is no death, there is immortality.
There is no weakness, there is the Dark Side.

Amarie

12 9:22pm 15/10/04

Is Definately *not* a fish

Amarie nodded, taking in the words he spoke of, hearing him futher solidfy his promises to guide and protect her. There was so much to do, and now it was starting to fall into place, signified by using his own dark power to heal her hands from breaking the mirror only moments before.

Hearing him announce he was going to disapear while she took care of loose threads, she smiled and gave him a nod.

"I'm sure you'll know when I'll be ready for departure." Amarie murmured, turning to that of her own shower to begin her daily ruitine. In the past, facing the day was something she absolutely dreaded, but now it was diferent.

~ An hour later ~

Amarie had announced her desire for her leave of absence, only to find the few advisors she had were in an uproar, the sound of it making her want to sink back in her chair, and rubb the upcomming headahe from her temple with her fingers.

But no, she remained still as stone, posture indicating that she was deadly serious of the bomb she had just virtually dropped into their laps, only rising to her feet to whistle the group into silence when she sense a pair of them were about to get violent.

"Take one good look into my eyes gentlemen. You all know, as well as I do that I've put in long hours to keep things from falling appart. Quite simply, I'm either eventually gonna snap and take it out on everybody, or just calapse with exaustion.

For once, things are running smoothly enough so that I don't get as many nightmares at night from what little sleep I do manage to get. I've pretty much hit the virtual ground running ever since we've banded together to bust my father from prison.

Now, I know you're fully capable of managing things on your own, and you know me well enough to know how I handle things. May I be permitted to trust you far enough to keep things together till my return?"

The others in her small council seemed surprised at the princess's calm reserve, of her brutal honesty with reguards to her opening admitting that she was wearing down. Though the silence was a welcome blessing on their princess's part, only one seemed to find his voice.

"How are we to find you if things get too extreme for us to handle?"

Amarie smiled, leaning her hands upon the table before her.

"I'll do my best to return before then. I cannot say long I"ll be away, but I promise all of you here, and those of the people of Alatar Prime, that I shall not abandon them to be swalled whole in a time of darkness."

It was at this point that she turned from the table, not letting them have a chance to protest as she left the room, making her way towards the hangar. Her own family's lviing vessel, The Hope , would be the only being who would mourn her lack of presence, for all it saw was Amarie anymore.

"We're going on a little trip, old friend." Amarie murmured, her fingers caressing the ship in a familiar, yet comforting gesture, feeling it's growing excitement, for it was getting quite bored and lonely sitting in one place for so long, perhaps longing for a brief adventure.

"I've been invited to visit a new friend." the princess then added with a grin, wondering how the older sith took in the exchange between the unlikely, yet rather lonely pair.

Marka Ragnos

13 9:48pm 17/10/04

Dark Side Spirit

Ragnos nodded back to her as he smiles from his very sharpened teeth through his lips. The spirit vanishes into the Force as he waits.

~ Few hours later ~

As Ragnos expected she's at her ship and his spirit reappears behind her, "Ahh, nice ship for a worthy trip to Korriban and nice friend you have but now a lot of things is going to happen once things are in motion." He reaches out in the Force to fuel his anger through his course of actions, "Now young one, before we start moving is that I want you to show me your anger from your heart by striking piece of worthless scums that your anger will be provided by your father actions by leaving you alone."

Marka Ragnos is amazed by her anger and grins, "Well done, my young apprentice. Now lets go to Korriban where you future is waiting on the horizon of the Dark Side. Now input these coordinates to Korriban......"

He looks at his young Dark Side apprentice and still amazed about what she has becomes and training her will be long and rewarding for them to control and harness the power of the Dark Side.

"I will be disappearing again and when you come out of hyperspace, follow your instincts by finding my tomb which shouldn't be hard if you are truly talent as I know within your eyes of darkness and hate of the lesser beings in this pitiful galaxy."

Ragnos's spirit vanishes again with an evil laugh echoing until it vanishes.

There is no peace, there is anger.
There is no fear, there is power.
There is no death, there is immortality.
There is no weakness, there is the Dark Side.

Amarie

14 12:18am 19/10/04

Is Definately *not* a fish

She expected him to return, but not expected a compliment with reguards to her ship, making Amarie turn with a slight smile upon her face. Did he know how special it was?

He probably did notice, but elected to focus on more important matters, wishing the girl to give a sample of her newfound anger. Gazing across the hangar, she came across one of the rodents that seemed to take residence in the carved halls. Disgusting things, really.

Get out of my sight, you filth, or die where you stand!j

The rodent, froze with fright, then simply calapsed, a tiny giggle escaping her lips just before he complimented her on such a surprising, yet tiny task, letting him whisper the coordinates to Korriban.

Hearing his final words, she gave him a genuine grin and a nod.

"In that case, I shall meet you there."

Marka Ragnos

15 10:22am 20/10/04

Dark Side Spirit

While on Korriban, Marka Ragnos keeps an eye on his possessions that he once had when he was alive and ruled by fear of his title of the Dark Lord of the Sith. He grins with his iron teeth showing, "Ahh good. My possessions are still here after all these years, that I been a spirit of the Dark Side. When I become a living person again. I will hide my price possessions that they are most value and once glorious items of the Sith culture."

He looks down at the floor which laid the half broken Sith Scepter, which was destroyed by Jaden Korr, a Jedi Knight who defeated Tavion when he possessed her body as an instrument for his doings and next to the destroyed Scepter was a skeleton that was Tavion, she was the commander of Disciples of Ragnos. "Poor, poor, poor Tavion. You were weak, just like when Kyle defeated you on Cloud City on Bespin." He ponders for a few minutes or so and brings to see if there was another way to resurrected him again like fix the broken Sith Scepter or find another one. "It has been years since I need to remember if my people made others like that broken scepter down there on the floor of my tomb.

Marka turns around and floats away from his Statue which it contains his sacrophagus, where his bones lie with his precious stuff like his Sith Holocron, Sith Amulet, Sith Talisman and much more, which are his two Sith weapons and his armour that he wore before he died. He exits his door to outer area of his tomb as he sees some Sith Hounds to protect his tomb from graverobbers. They were on the long bridge that under the bridge is molten lava.

As Marka goes outside the entrance to his tomb, he sways his head from left to right and glances the view of the Valley of the Dark Lords and almost bottom less pit on either side of the Valley. "Hmmm, there is alot of lightsabers left here during the battle of the Jedi Knights and Disciples of Ragnos. Lots of dead bodies from each. Which its good about being less Jedis to stop him next time, I surface again on the field."

Ragnos turns around and he goes through obstacles at the entrance of the tomb and as if they weren't there. He calls out the Sith Hounds by speaking Sith language to them to bus down the rocks at the entrance so Amarie can gain access to his tomb, while he waits for her which he goes to rest at his statue.

There is no peace, there is anger.
There is no fear, there is power.
There is no death, there is immortality.
There is no weakness, there is the Dark Side.

Amarie

16 10:54pm 26/10/04

Is Definately *not* a fish

The trip in itself was of a good length, one of which Amarie slept through the majority of. It had been quite some time since she was able to sleep so well. Maybe it was because she was starting to get on track with things that she couldn't quite grasp too well.

Her own ship was a bit nervous at first, but then the excitement of traveling after being on the ground for so long caught up to it, which was a relief to Amarie. She didn't really feel like staying awake to try and console it again, still upset after Amarie's father left the last time.

Hearing an alarm signalling that they were about to emerge from hyperspace, Amarie woke, yawning as she stretched in her seat in the cockpit, pressing the switches necessary to put the ship back into normal sublight engines, and to prepare for landing. Rising from her seat, she strolled into her cabin, picking up a few things and clipping her lightsaber to her belt, waiting for The Hope to settle upon the ground.

Finally making her way down the boarding ramp, Amarie smilled, the now familiar feeilng of the dark energy embracing her like she was a lost relation returning home after being away so long. Ah, her welcoming commitee, the teenaged girl thought, nodding as if they could see her acknowleging her awareness of their presence.

The only presence, however, was waiting for her, and forward she walked, letting her own awareness in the force guide her in what she felt was the right dirrection.

Marka Ragnos

17 9:50am 28/10/04

Dark Side Spirit

Two Sith Hounds walked up to the young royal princess as they cry of a eerie howled. They walked along aside her which they instructed by Ragnos to protect her from walking to other dangers on this dead world full of eerie voices of the dead and from the death and cold wind. Hounds looked at her and eachother has they walked slowly as they watch for dangers so Ragnos can meet up this young one.

They meet up one of the windswept canyons and which there was alot of ruins where was a great battle of two forces against eachother. They were in the Valley of the Dark Lords, the greatest scenery on Korriban. That has to offer to the 'guests' to feel the Dark Side surrounding them. One of the dead Sith Lord spirits was awaken by this new arrival on their safe haven planet where they can resting who dares oppose them. "Who would you might be little girl!! Have you come to destroy us, if you are. You will be killed at that very spot." Ragnos saw what happen at sweeps the canyon of the Valley to meet up with his young royal girl and answers back to the other dead Sith Lord spirit who was confronting Amarie, "Cool it you pitiful dog. How dare you defy my saviour from coming here at my wishes. Go back to your resting place before the other spirits attack you and I would join up and kill you myself." The other spirit ran to his tomb like an old dog whimpering to his mommy.

Ragnos grinned as he looked at the blood-red sky which the red reminds their hatred and aggression to those who oppose the Sith. He looked down at Amarie, "Finally, you have come to Korriban at last. Its been days since we last met and welcome to Korriban, the Sith tombworld. We wll talk at my tomb as you follow me."

There is no peace, there is anger.
There is no fear, there is power.
There is no death, there is immortality.
There is no weakness, there is the Dark Side.

Amarie

18 8:51pm 30/10/04

Is Definately *not* a fish

The first living thing to greet her were a pair of creatures, the both of them clearly deformed by something that Amarie had yet to understand, giving them both a polite nod of her appreciation of their presence as they moved to walk alongside her.

Everything was cold here, right down to the very wind that whipped around her, as if taunting her, wanting her to turn around and leave, and only on failing to do so, for she strengthened her resolve to continue forward. To find this one Marka Ragnos, and learn what he offered to show her in the darkside.

It was at this point when one of the spirits that the dark lord spoke of appeared, demanding answers, yet not permitting her a chance to get a word in as he spurted out a threat for her life in her face. If it weren't for her dark lord's arrival, the princess would've given the spirit a rather scathing retort, smirking as she watched the unwelcome interloper dissapear from sight.

Hearing Marka Ragnos welcome her to the sith tombworld, Amarie gave the spirit a respectful bow, then dutifully followed her guide further towards his body's resting place.

Marka Ragnos

19 9:21am 04/11/04

Dark Side Spirit

Marka gives a slow wolfish grin and ask her, "How much training have you had and by from train you." He slowly moves his head on downward angle and stares at this not so innocent child as he gives a small laugh under his lips. Ragnos looks down at her lightsaber, "I see you have a lightsaber. I want you to weld your lightsaber and attack me if you have the courage and release your true anger that you cannot hide from me. You will understand about your attack on me is unscratchless. " He carefully watches her every move.

Ragnos gives off a dark side laugh from his mouth to be heard all over the Valley. "As you can see, your lightsaber doesn't hurt me a scratch. Remember that, young one. I have a job for you that if you do what I say and no butts about it. Use your anger and the reward will be great for you if you give your allegiance to me."

He looks at his resting place at the statue and came on strong to her as he turns his head towards her, "Instead of using your lightsaber, I want you to use my very old Sith sword in my sacrophagus inside the statue. Only take that and nothing else until further assignments, I have for you." He slowly glides to her and put his arm across over her shoulders, "Another thing, I want you to find a way to get my sacrophagus without destroying my resting place. Remember, things can be hidden to release things like combinations. Use the Force to study and find the right sequence or things can be disasterous if you fail. Don't fail me."

There is no peace, there is anger.
There is no fear, there is power.
There is no death, there is immortality.
There is no weakness, there is the Dark Side.

Amarie

20 11:22pm 14/11/04

Is Definately *not* a fish

Ah, a familiar subject, but yet, a sore subject with Amarie. In her own opinion, training had been slow, and at times, she did admit that progress hadnt' been going at a pace she had desired.

"I've had what they call basic skills so far, and have been stuck on philosophy. Oh please...not the damned code again. Isn't there a better way to help one understand what all that means? Seriously!"

She sighed for a moment, letting him absorb the first part of the question, then moved on the next part.

"As for who taught me, it was first my father, then one of his friends who doubles as a royal guard. Though, since I've been left with running things, training by either has slowed, maybe even to a standstill."

Everything she had said, he seemed to absorb, but without making much comment about it. That in itself seemed rather strange, and frustraiting at the same time, and with him changing the subject to her lightsaber, the building anger seemed to be too much.

Eventhough he seemed to give her an open invitation, Amarie wouldve been more than happy to whipe that knowing smirk off his ghostly face. Of course, she shouldn't have forgotten one small detail kept her from accomplishing what she deeply desired to do to him. Only his laughter seemed to point out her own forgetfulness, and mock the shame that accompanied her own self-loathing. Understanding that it was useless to even try again, Amarie simply switched off her blade, replacing it back onto her belt.

"And with this task, I earn prove my allegance? Then I would have to succeed then, I think."

Amarie gave him a respectful nod, then turned to set to work, a smirk growing upon her lips as one thing seemed clear. Either one must suceed, or one must die. It was survival of the fittest.

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