[D0-Pregame] I Have Arrived, Master...

[Rumun Gol]

The hard winds blow outside during the frigid night as a sudden snow storm was hitting the city. Unlike the most wealthy sectors, this neigborhood was meant for workers and lesser beings that served the high-born population of the rest of Varas Point, so the repulsors that controlled the weather hardly ever worked or were in bad shape making the natural conditions of Ziost more prevalent and deadly.

Harsh was life around this place, but that is how the Empire should be. The weak perish and the strong linger.

Amids all of it, a robed hooded tall figure walked through the storm.A slight shiny red with yellow could be noticed through the shade behind the hood where the eyes should be. The other beings largely ignored the unknown person as they tried to protect themselves from the storm or out of pure nervousness or fear.

The robbed figure finally arrived to an unimpressive and unremarkable place, where those from the outside or looking for job oportunities could rent a bed and a place to rest. Not much was there, except for some gear, left overs from some half-eaten nutrient paste and some syringes with unknown liquids inside them.

Without taking its hood off, the creature produced some sort of device from its pockets. A holo-messenger.

He procedeed to put on an elevated place and then knelt in front of it.

'' Master '' the creature said with a raspy deep voice. The eyes were shining with an unnatural yellow

[Dapper Dog]

Resplendent in her Captain’s chair on her command cruiser Hoshi appeared on the Holo and hissed, “My apprentice, at least the game has brought us to Ziost.”

She steepled her fingers and said, “How do my people fare?”

[Rumun Gol]

'' Fear and expectation fill their hearts, my Master. This planet reeks of it. I can sense it. It is certainly an auspicious time for change.'' The duro said, there was no emotion on his tone, nor in his facial expression.

'' The 'others', living in their vile and decadent lifestyles, clueless in their own corruption and sense of security. Peace and stability had made them weak.'' The duro commented about the high, mighty and wealthy of Ziost.

[Dapper Dog]

“They sit in their towers… huddled against the Eagle. Finally, someone finally realized that the strong only sit at the top because we allow them to. Now we just have to show them that they have the power to tear down what these cowards have built,” she said to her apprentice.

[Rumun Gol]

'' Indeed. It will we done, we will do it, Master.'' Rumun recognized the importance of the recent fringe groups that have been popping all over the empire, such the Dread Masters and the Eagle. New challenges, and new opportunities lie ahead.

'' What about the Dark Council, Master? Do you have any plans about it? Your victory over rotten tradition has shaken what the weak called the 'foundations' of the Empire, but your enemies could be moving against you in revenge...'' Rumun was refering to Thanaton's former allies like Darth Hurn '' What are your wishes in regard to them?''

'' Should we move swiftly, or should we wait until their make a move?'' Rumun asked.

[Dapper Dog]

“The Raven has given us new contacts… and with Darth Malgus lurking it might be time we better solidify our alliance with him. He sees the rot as easy as I do, and Hurn… well let us just say that my sabre hungers for her neck,” Hoshi replied bitterly.

“The Eagle is a distraction but if we can aid his work, discreetly then do so. Crash your ships but do so with discretion,” she joked.

“Assess these upstarts and bring me names of those who might benefit from our backing. If we can tip the Dark Council my way all the better.”

[Rumun Gol]

'' My ships? But i saw a whole series about how Layne, the Magpie, did it...'' Rumun replied to the joke. '' But serious now, it will be done, my Lord.''

'' I still have the codes for contacting Darth Malgus, given to me by his apprentice, and i will seek Raven's contacts as well.''

'' I assume that many of my former classmates from the Academy are interested in getting such positions. Like myself, many of them are under the tutelage of Council members. I will bring you their names and intentions, so you can either made them see your point and give them the choice of following you, or be destroyed...'' Rumun adds.

[Dapper Dog]

“As always you know my will, see it done,” she said confidently.

[Rumun Gol]

'' Anything else that i should be tackling, my Master?'' Rumun asked to her.

[Dapper Dog]

“How close are you to Xevious’ boy?” she asked with a sneer.

[Rumun Gol]

'' Fildon? I have not seen him in all this time since Nar Shaddaa, but i think i managed to at least get some sort of confidence with him.'' Rumun said. '' Since the last time we spoke, Fildon wanted to create his own path towards glory, leaving behind the shadow of his father. Power and ambition, and pride are some of the traits that i noticed from him, my Master.'' he adds.

'' But blood is thicker than water, some say. How much his ambition moves him away from his father is hard to say. But familial conflicts also go deeper and can be more brutal than between non-related people.''

''The perfect ground for breeding fear, hate and suffering.''

[Dapper Dog]

“Make contact with Fildon, doubtless he is here or on Dromund Kaas, and see what emotions you can elicit from the young man,” she responded with a chilling smile.

[Rumun Gol]

'' As you wish, Master.'' He said respectfully

[Dapper Dog]

She gestured to someone off-holo and then she was gone.