Nar Shaddaa

All the messing around trying to find leads had gotten Jo'ren in a really foul mood. He felt like the best thing would be to just kill everyone and collect all their heads, although it wouldn't exactly be efficient. Instead he came to an alternative decision.

Lord Haydriss had taught him how to harness his rage to generate dark force energy. He had yet to try using it for powering his force abilities.

"I've got a plan Rem, but once it works I'm going to be a fucking handful and you do not want to get in my way. Understand?"

The big Sith began to focus on his failures, his disappointments, his irritation with himself and others. Vengean's weakness. Baras' deception. His own failure to kill Nemerosch, Azanak's escape. Zeno and Zash... Gerry.

The air around him began to cool noticeably.

Remmington nods. "I understand Jo'ren. I'll just stick back and follow your lead."

He wonders what Jo'ren has in mind and takes a couple of steps back as he observes the pure blood.

Ice crystals began to form in the air. His thoughts turned to Haydriss and her taunting, the sensation of squeezing her heart with his hands, the need to kill something. Anything. He pushed his limits, let the anger and hate rush in to fill every part of him. He would find their target and rip him apart. Prove this power was his.

The remaining moisture in the air froze and crashed to the ground around him, sliding off his low friction armour. The tinkling sound was at odds with the pure dark rage pouring off him. He reached out with the force, channeling the darkness to find the one they had wasted all this time searching for.

D7. Seek, possible +1 Dark side from talent: 1eF 1 Dark Side


(Hunt: success)

The darkness was forthcoming. Jo'ren snarled and sprinted off in the direction of the person he was here to murder.

Remmington watches the whole thing and is a little interested with the frosty effect. He follows Jo'ren a good distance behind as he starts off on his rampage.

And what a rampage it was! The big Sith didn't just kill their target, he killed anyone who looked like they might raise an objection to his presence in the Quadrant. It was probably a lot more death than Rem had been bargaining for but the Sith's rage seemed unquenchable.

D7. Bounty. Bounty roll. Deadly. Combat. Hard. Brawn(Lightsaber). Ignore one setback. Accurate. Boost from Rem.: 3eP+1eA+2eB+3eD 2 successes, 1 advantage, 1 Triumph


Eventually it subsided, but there was a nasty look of relish on Jo'ren's face as he took their target's head off as proof.

Remmington waits a while until he is fairly confident that Jo'ren is off berserk mode. "That was certainly impressive. I don't think you could do that when we were on Korriban. Something new you picked up?" He exams some of the carnage that is about.