Place: Temple of the Blue Leaf Clover ( Yavin 4)
Weapons: 1 lightsaber each
Rules: No killing, all the usual stuff
She walked into the temple, feeling the peace and tension that was conflicting. It made her smile, then her face went unreadable again. She had waited for this a long time, and it was about to happen: the battle of her life. She walked into the room that she and her opponent were going to fight in. She looked around the room and, finding no one there, went into deep meditation.
Royal Guardsman Zeram
Darth Zeram walked on a small path in the dense humid jungle of Yavin 4, listening to the corrupted little animals influenced by the Massassi Temple not to far away. There howls and growls seemed to pierce the ear and give on quite a headache, but the Royal Guardsman seemed to enjoy it. With a dark smirk crawling on his face, he took in every scream of pain and insanity and fed on it for his own use in the battle ahead. Soon the Sith Master found himself at the steps of the temple, and even in all its glory, was unimpressed. He examined its ancient walls, staring intently at the deep green vines that stuck to the carved blueleaf shrubs. The temple seemed to be no longer a human artifact, but just a place for nature to spread its green claws on; this would have been a perfect place for the Jedi.
The Sergeant at Arms quickly got bored of staring at this waste of space and continued on into the temple. Darth Zeram slowly walked down one of the many halls of the Blueleaf Cluster, his dark black boots making a loud clanking noise as he went step by step. All the nestled in creatures that lived in the tomb of a temple began to run as each echoing step came closer and closer to the core. The blue shine of the mysterious energy crystal brought a malicious smile to the Sith Masters face, his opponent lie not too far ahead.
Darth Zeram finally came to the center and saw the Sith Minion meditating on the floor by the fluorescent blue stone. The Dark Cloaked Sith stared at her for a moment, but then spoke out sarcastically,
“Hello Krathy, it’s a pleasure to see you again.”
Supreme Commander Alor
[[I'll GM this.]]
High Inquisitor Gra'tua
[[Lets keep it going.]]
Darth Krathy
She looked up, and smiled politely. "It's a pleasure to see you too," she replied, not sarcastically at all, but genuinly. She stood up and used the force to call her lightsaber to hand, igniting it with the usual snap-hiss, she automatically went into offensive stance, waiting for him to make his move
Royal Guardsman Zeram
Darth Zeram looked her up and down, examining her stance to better know how she could fight. Her posture seemed rough to him, it looked as if she wasn’t quite use to dueling. He examined her for a few more moments, learning all he could about this stance, and then decided it was time to give this Sith Minion the battle that she had wanted. The Sith Master began to un- cloak, letting his black hood back and then tossed it off to the side. Now prepared for battle, the Royal Guardsman seized control of the force and brought his lightsaber to his right hand. As soon as he did so, that same dark smirk crawled to his face as he stared his opponent in the eye. He brought his left hand up, and with his index finger, made a back and forth motions that he was using to tell his opponent to come at him; or was he? The wily Sergeant at Arms manipulated the force to slowly ease the shimmering blue crystal down, and within moments, it came tumbling down onto Krathy.
Darth Krathy
She saw it just in time and rolled away, keeping her lightsaber at arm's length. she picked it up and threw the crystal at him at the same time pulling him toward her.
