Jericho

Darth Malice · Jericho

As his pairing with a new apprentice had just been approved, Malice sat motionless within the military headquarters. He had sent for his apprentice Jericho, asking him to meet him here. He hoped the dedication and determination of this young one would prove stronger than his previous apprentice. Malice had wondered if there were any True Sith hopefuls left in the Galaxy. Perhaps, his question would be answered with this seemingly promising specimen.

Jericho

Jericho quickly headed to the military headquarters as per his new masters request. I as he approached he had thoughts of his new master and was looking forward to his teachings. As he entered the room where his master awaited him he noticed his new master sitting and noticed he looked deep in thought. Jericho approached his master and stopped a few feet short and kneeled before his master and awaited his master to speak.

Darth Malice

[OOC: Please create a character profile. Feel free to use mine and others as an example and be sure to post it in the Character Profile thread.]

Malice's eyes followed the young apprentice as he entered the room. He studied every aspect of his being. He used the Force to probe the depths of his soul, finding every strength and every weakness. As the apprentice bowed before him, Malice stood and approached his new trainee.

"Welcome, apprentice." His voice was cold and uncaring, as was his tendency. He slowly circled the still kneeling initiate.

"Why have you come to this place? What is it you wish to accomplish here?" Malice stopped once he had completed a full circle around his apprentice. He towered over the Sith hopeful and waited for his answer.

Jericho

Jericho felt his new master make a complete circle around him. He could feel his master probing his entire being.

Without looking up Jericho answered his master.

" Master I am here to learn everything you will teach me about the force and the ways of the sith"

" Wish to hone my skills and to be one of the greatest Sith of all time. I wish to rid the galaxy of the weak minded jedi."

Jericho kept his head lowered and waited for his masters reply.

Darth Malice

"....one of the Greatest Sith of All time." It was a statement that Malice made, repeating what his new apprentice had said. The master's gaze was distant, lost in thought.

"Bane, Revan, Krayt, Vader, Sidious. These are names that need no introduction....need no explanation or elaboration." Malice closed his eyes and the light in the room seemed to be drawn into him, causing the room to darken.

"To Master the use of the Dark Side......to become completely in tune with the Force around you, is to give yourself completely to your training. It is to engulf yourself in the teaching of the Sith. It is to turn away from any thought or belief you've ever had." Malice's back was now turned towards his still kneeling apprentice. Slowly the light faded back into the room and the Sith Protector turned towards Jericho.

"What path do you wish to follow here? Are you drawn to battle? ......diplomacy?" Bane lowered himself into the chair he'd been waiting for his apprentice in earlier and simply looked down upon Jericho.

Jericho

Jericho listened to his masters words with great interest. As his master spoke the energy in the room seemed to flow into his master.

" I am very much drawn to battle master"
" I have been thinking about the royal guard master"
" I have thoughts of being a personal assasin and to serve where needed"

After Jericho spoke he had thoughts that his master already knew what he was going to say and it seemed like a test to see if he would answer truthfully.

Darth Malice

Malice listened not to the words of the apprentice, but to the truth behind them. The answer was not necessarily needed, as he knew Jericho's path would surely be revealed through the Force. Never-the-less, Malice would prepare his apprentice for the demands of the Royal Guard. He would train him well and leave him in the hands of Lord Tarna prepared.

"The Royal Guard? You believe yourself capable of such a role?" Bane's head was held high and his eyes narrowed as he looked down upon Jericho. Malice had just been appointed to Sith Protector First Degree, a position that was similar to one of the Royal Guard. The difference was that he was fully prepared for the demanding position. He was sure his apprentice was not, but that was his job to change.

"To succeed in the Guard, you must be able to Master not only every aspect of combat, but you must Master your control of the Force around you. Observation is one of the most crutial aspects of the Great role you aspire to fill." Malice shifted and reached towards a pedestal on his right. He retrieved a small scrap of paper and seemed to focus his energy on it. He then handed it to Jericho.

"On there are some of the most important ideas of the Sith. It is the Sith Code." The sheet held by Jericho seemed to pulse with it's own energy. A steady beat coursed through the young apprentice's body. "Tell me, what are your thoughts on this Code?"

Jericho

From the moment Jericho was handed the scrap of paper he felt a surge of energy flow through his body. As Jericho read the paper the words seemed to speak to him. He felt great passion for the words apon the paper. Jericho read to words aloud for his master.

" Peace is a lie, there is only passion "
" Through passion, I gain strength "
" Through strength, I gain power "
" Through power, I gain victory "
" Through victory, my chains are broken "
" The force shall free me "

Jericho could feel his master's passion for the words he spoke.

" Master, this code matters most to me. This is the code I wish to live by."
" I trully believe that peace is in fact a lie."
" My passion for the ways of the Sith is what drives me."
" Power is what I crave."
" Once my chains of restriction are broken I will have my victory"
" I believe the Force and the ways of the Sith are what shall set me free"

Darth Malice

"We will see." Bane's words were cold and void of emotion. He had high expectations of any Sith hopeful, as only the best could truly benefit their cause. He would test Jericho to the ends of his fingertips. He would break him over and over again, only to build him up stronger.

"Meet me in the dojo and we shall see where you stand." With that, Malice sat back into his chair, his body engulfed in shadow. He would push Jericho to his limit and then past. It was not the outcome of this test that Malice was concerned with, it was how the young apprentice handled each situation, how much he had in him.

[OOC: I will create a thread for you in the dojo and you can report there. Do not expect to land a single blow, as that is not what this duel is about. Hold nothing personal, as this duel is imperative to your development.]

Jericho

" As you wish master"

Jericho

[OOC Are you still active master, I don't see a thread in the dojo for me?

Darth Malice

Malice read over the writing he held in front of him. The words were Powerful, some of the most Powerful words in the Galaxy. He couldn't help but feel the swirl of the Darkside within his being as he repeated the lines over and over and over. He then set the scribing down on the table before him and closed his eyes.

My apprentice, it is time that we continue your individual training. Report to me at once.

The message was sent out through the Force. It would surely reach his apprentice as soon as it left his thought. He would have his student expound upon his beliefs of the Sith when he reported. Until then, he would meditate on all things dealing with this training. He would not let this apprentice fall into the void of nothing. He would be Sith or his days would end.

Jericho

Jericho heard the words of his master enter his thoughts and at once made his way to his master.

As Jericho approached he could feel his master waiting for him in the room. Jericho entered and approached his master and took a knee before him.

"What is your bidding my master"

Darth Malice

Malice watched as his apprentice appeared before him. He wasted no time in detailing his students next task.

"Before I asked you your thoughts on the Sith Code. Now I wish for you to break it down....line by line." Malice retrieved the piece of literature from the table he had placed it on. He examined it for a moment and then placed it next to his chair.

"Allow you mind to open up to the words. What do they mean to you? What is it that this Code inspires.....requests.....demands?"

Jericho

Jericho felt a strong pulse of power coming from the paper that his master had before him. He listened to his masters request. Taking in the words of the code. He allowed himself to be deep in thought and to let the words flow through himself.

Jericho then relayed his thoughts to his master through the force, as to him it seemed the proper way to communicate how he felt. It would allow his master to feel his words not just hear them.

Peace is a lie, there is only passion.......

Peace is indeed a lie. There will always be someone out there that will look to benefit
from my demise. For one to move through life believing that there is true peace is to
move about blindly.
Passion is what drives me. Passion for power,knowledge,strength. Passion to be the best Sith
I can be.

Through passion, I gain strength.......

Passion trully gives me strength. My passion gives me the strength and fortitude to accomplish
my goals and desires. Allowing my passion to overcome me, whether it be passion of anger,hate,
revenge, or self preservation gives me overwhelming strength against one without such passions.

Through strength, I gain power......

My strength gives me the power to embrase the force that surrounds me. Power over my enemies.
Power that allows me to control my surroundings and abiities.

Through power, I gain victory.....

My power alows me to control and over power my enemies. Power to be at one with the force, and
to use it to better myself. To have such power gives me the focus and strength to control all aspects
of battle and life, thus giving my true victory.

Through victory, my chains are broken......

My victory sets me free. My victory gives me total control. My victory gives me the true knowladge of
the force that I embrase. My victory makes me one with the force, thus breaking my chains of a lesser life.

Darth Malice

Malice had his back to Jericho as he listened to him define the Sith Code is his own words. He liked the words the young apprentice spoke and felt the truth in them. Now he would need to prove that he could not only speak and feel strongly for the Sith, but he would need to turn that into service.

"You speak words of a True Sith. Many among the Sith believe there is no need for such beings. Beings with the mentality of our founders. Founders that believed you either devote yourself completely to our cause and waste no time on anyone who stands in the way of that." Bane could feel himself swelling with anger and thus, he centered himself and erased all visible emotion.

"Your desire is to join the ranks of the Royal Guard. If this desire remains, tell me, what can you bring to this Order? What can you offer the Royal Guard?"

[OOC: Your last obstacle in this training is to create a fanfiction story. In it you should show the characteristics that make you an ideal choice for the Royal Guard. The plot should center around not only those characteristics, but also show some different sides of you character that may allow others a glimpse into what Jericho is truly about.]