Occultastic [MA6]

[Moyr Ahaya]

Moyr waited to be joined by both Sith Lords at the designated spot.

[Zeno Deathwright]

Zeno shows up and nods to Moyr. "Afternoon."

[Nekoinu]

"Well, well, well, fancy seeing you guys here. Oh wait, we were supposed to meet here. I wonder if Darth Xevious will be upset with us not attending the wedding."

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Sith gonna Sith. It's not like our record will deteriorate because of it. I have not sullied the Code by taking part in that since day one." Moyr mused. "So what's our lead?"

[Zeno Deathwright]

"I'm far from the most stately person. He's probably better off without me there." He shrugs at that.

"So... Where to?"

[Nekoinu]

Ralnorrei shrugged at their excuses. It did not appear that she cared one way or another. "Well, there are two trains of thought. We could pretend to be desperate dregs hoping to join the cult or we could present ourselves as Sith."

[Moyr Ahaya]

"I'd like to have a look at them before making that call."

[Zeno Deathwright]

"I'm not much of an actor," he replies. "Scouting first then?"

[Nekoinu]

"I suppose we sort of 'scream' Sith. But whatever." The female Sith Lord gave them both a nearby coordinate. "Here's one of their criers. You'll be able to tell by all the Dark Side talk. I'll poke around for other sightings. Just give me a call when you're ready."

[Zeno Deathwright]

The sith blood nods and looks to Moyr.

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Let's chat up. I'll try to get something of that one." She tracked down the coordinates and pointed the direction after nodding to the departing Ral.

[Nekoinu]

Over at the coordinates there was a small gathering of people. They did not seem particularly impressed by the man standing on the step stool. "Fools! For now you disrespect the power of the Dark Side! But when my masters hear of your insolence you will scream for mercy! Scream!!!"

[Zeno Deathwright]

"Interesting. He's very enthusiastic," he says to Moyr.

[Moyr Ahaya]

She nodded. "And who is your master?" Moyr called out as she stepped out, gesturing Zeno to stay behind for now, having changed the mask for shades. "Is he or she strong with the Dark Side?"

[Nekoinu]

"My masters hear the voices of ancient Sith Lords though long deceased! Their knowledge will tear this moon asunder and usher in a new age!"

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Which ones? Rarka Magnos, Hulak Tord or Saga Nadow?" Moyr pressed herself to the front.

[Nekoinu]

"All and more! All will return and reward the truly strong!"

[Moyr Ahaya]

"I am interested. Tell me how it's going to be happening. How do your masters plan to fuel the process."

[Nekoinu]

"They commune with them in the Dark Sanctum! Only the best of the best can take a spot alongside them!"

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Will I prove my worth to them if I slay you and take your place?" Moyr asked with sweet, innocent voice, shifting her body weight.

[Nekoinu]

"W-what?! You can't do that! The masters forbid it!"

[Zeno Deathwright]

Zeno stands at the back, quite entertained at the conversation. But the fact that they're afraid of their masters is an exploitable opportunity.

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Well, if they are truly aligned with the Dark Side, they would regard my show of strength highly. I think they would gladly exchange a frightened minion like you for someone daring like me. Isn't it so? If you have doubts, we could go ask them to adjudicate the matter."

[Nekoinu]

"This is an outrage! I am a prophet! A lesser one than them but still one of their prophets! You cannot silence me!"

He panted and looked at the red twi'lek in front of him. "I... I will not be intimidated!"

[Zeno Deathwright]

He didn't expect things to get violent, but he moved to join the crowd in case they did, not drawing attention to himself.