Dark Lord Praxeum's Domain and Study

Supreme Prophet Praxeum · Dark Lord Praxeum's Domain and Study

Domain and Study Layout

Found in the peak of the grand Church of the Dark Side: Capital Chapter, the Supreme Prophet's domain is a testament to the elegance and beauty of the Church. Dark hued walls are complimented with an array of beautiful artwork from across the galaxy that glisten in the sunlight. It also reveals the technologic advances that the Church of the Dark Side demands, with holo-terminals and cameras through the room, though most are hidden. The farthest point from the dura-steel doors is the black, Naboo desk in which Dark Lord Praxeum conducts his business.

Information on the Dark Lord
-Dark Lord Praxeum's profile

Sovereign Defender Tarna

Shadow Protector Tarna walked into the dark room and looked around. Artwork adorned all the surrounding walls. He noticed one painting of a Star Destroyer that was in space above Bastion, in front of the sun, forming an interesting eclipse. "I remember finding that painting in a cellar under the Bastion Palace. I gave that to you for your birthday, right?" he said.

Supreme Prophet Praxeum

(( This is will be months before Praxeum's and Prognie's last role-play, Setting the stones. ))

"Two years ago." A voice called out from above the Shadow Protector. The Supreme Prophet, adorned in his white prophet robes, slowly walked down the set of spiral stairs leading from his personal library. His fingers slid from the railing and his arms reached out to embrace Tarna - though he found himself inching away without thought. He was hoping Tarna wouldn't notice, or dismiss it as nothing, but a voice in his head told him that it would be a red flag to Tarna that something was wrong.

The Dark Lord of the Church of the Dark Side turned from his friend and went to a small table with a container of corellian whiskey and began to pour two drinks as he turned his head back to Tarna, "It has been months since I have got to see you face to face." Tarna gave him a strange look since they had seen each other everyday these past few weeks. "I mean without the politics all around us." Praxeum said with his famous smug.

Sovereign Defender Tarna

Tarna shrugged his friend's rather odd behavior off. "The politics are fun, though. It's so weird, seeing us sit in on meetings and handing out work. It used to be us going out and having to report back." He accepted the glass that Praxeum had handed to him. It was always interesting seeing Praxeum wear his white prophet robes. The black ones seemed to fit his personality much better, but when the white ones made him seem like some fallen angel...which wasn't far from the truth.

"Have you really talked to the Grand Inquisitor lately?" Tarna said casually. "Prognie seems to be keeping to himself, more than usual anyway. It's never good when the leader of the intelligence agency keeps secrets."