Gall

Niht sends one last message - this one to the detention center holding his Vong prisoners - and leaves orders that four of the Vong are to be enteched immediately and their life batteries, allong with their now lifeless bodies, delivered to the Commander's quarters. One of his HRDs would see that the batteries were then brought to him. Using the four Vong's life energy, he would begin a series to tests to see where the Vong resistance to the force resided. He had several interesting theories and twenty hapless subjects to test them out on.

But that was for later, and with that lat message sent, Niht strode to his starfighter and piloted it out of Carnage and to the aft section of the ship where Nox-4 was laboring to forge his new sword.

When he arrived, Niht could see that the process was moving along nicely. The two day folding process had given the unrefined metal a great deal of strength, and the vast infusions of Force energy Niht had personally channeled into it had gone a long way to making this into quite possibly the most lethal weapon in existence.

Niht took his place next to the laboring HRD and began the whole process of imbuing even more of the Dark Side into the weapon. But this time, along with the Force, he was adding several additional alchemical steps as well as whispering harsh spells. The dust of a Corusca gem was scattered over the forming blade, followed by several potions of various colors and viscosity. The smoke that bellowed off of the white-hot metal would have killed anyone breathing it, but it was the arks of twisted, dark energy that shot out that was a true concern for the armored Sith Lord. One such bolt of energy flickered out like a living rope and barely missed striking Niht. Instead the wild energy caressed one of the cortosis armguards - slicing it in half.

Regardless of the dangers, or perhaps because of them, Niht pushed on - pouring the Dark Side of the Force into the metal and using all the skills he possessed to craft this blade...

Time had no meaning for the Sith Lord - there was only the task at hand.

*Mining facility construction = 60% complete*

*Ekinaga manages to control his anger enough not to burst open the conference room door. He knows not to anger his master for Niht had the power to crush him like an insignifigant bug. Deep inside E'kinaga knows that the anger and pain of his fathers death will never leave him. Ekinaga uses the comm at the door and awaits a responce.*

As E'kinaga attempts to key the door comm, the entrance insteads opens to admit him. Even in the hallway, the Force-nulling effect can be felt - as though something had ecilpsed the sun, the light could be seen, but the rays of light no longer fell unobstructed.

"Come in," the armored form of Darth Niht says. "have a seat with me and a cup of tea while we talk." The low table is already set with two cups of steaming drink and several more cushions have been added upon the floor to make it look more like a sleeping nest.

Recruitment begins amoung the local population - a call for service within the vast Imperial machine. Thousands are brought in and given tests - both mental and physical - to select the best of those seeking service.

New training facilities are set up all over Gall and Imperial Stormtroopers and Sith alike wade into the training program to create new legions of Imperial soldiers.

*E'kinaga sits in across from his master and holds the tea in his hand. He dosent seem to able to drink it. In fact it is taking all of his strength not to loose control and smash the cup for his anger threatens to overwhelm him but he keeps it in check.....for now.*

"Good. Good! I see that you are in control of yourself now. Your rage and pain are great tools - they provide you a great deal of strength. But focus and control can win out over raw power any day. In fact - I believe it is time to show you some of the truths that have been kept from you until now."

Niht stands and walks toward the door which opens as he nears it.

...while at the aft of the ship, Niht awaits.

The forging of the weapon is done, and the Sith Lord has conserved a bit more of his strength this time, for the final step is now upon him. Already he has sent for four of his generals and now his young, powerful apprentice is on his way was well.

Nox-4 stands off to the side now, watching as his master draws out the diagram upon the floor and places the six boxes gathered and empowered upon the surface of Malachor V. A book rests in the HRDs hands - the armor of which is now scarred and pitted to the elbows along with more marks upon the segmented breastplate.

Within the bound tome was a spell most powerful indeed and a place holder was stuck into its pages. Upon the mostly plain paper was written a name Niht had spend hours researching and hunting for - and its addition to the coming events would spell success...or utter doom!

An unmarked shuttle exits hyperspace and transmits several Imperial codes before docking within the massive hanger bays aboard Carnage.

Once he is settled, the Sith General Narlan exits the ship and heads toward the back of the massive Executor-class, a suqare box carried carefully in his hands.

Orders are relayed and a short time later Carnage breaks from orbit and heads past the interdiction field and into hyperspace.

The rest of the Darkmourne fleet in the system remains on standby.

*The Fighter fleet remain in system for a few short minutes befor jumpin to hyperspace behind the carnage*

*Mining facility construction = 100% complete*

Workers are brought in to learn the machines and process - soon the facility will be fully operational.

Cargo haulers, finished with their work here but will hulls with goods still in them, head to the jump line to make their way to their next destination.

Harbringer, Oblivion, and Vengeance maintain their vigil of patrolling the system. Several additional drills are conducted along with the pilots of the starfighters in system to keep their fighting edge as well.

The three Imperial ships in the system engage in a brief scuffle with a band of raiding ship pirates, but with precision and deadly force, the enemy ships and crews are blasted into stardust.

Patrols for the three ships of the Darkmourne fleet continue, though after the last brief scuffle, more than a few of the troops are restless and disipline has to be tightened.

The mining and processing of durasteel and other metals has been going smoothly, thought production is not quite as high as the corporate executives would have liked because of all the new labor, but things steadilly increase.

Average production per day = 35,000 metric tons.

Sloggish production has turned out a modest inventory since the operations start and those goods are gahtered aboard cargo ships and taken off world to a storage facility.

*Inventory moved = 350,000 metric tons.*

Several cargo ships exit the planet and make the jump to hyperspace when they clear the interdiction field.

The constant patrols of Harbringer, Oblivion, and Vengeance have appearently been highly sucessful due to the peace their presence has brough to the region.

A test of the gravity well stations is conducted to make sure that they are in full operational readiness.

The three ships of the Darkmourne fleet form up along with the starfighters left in the system and make their way out of the interdiction field. Once clear, they all make the jump to hyperspace.

*Ten (10) Viper Probe Droids enter the system within their pods, they speed towards the Imperial Enclave, and several major sites on the planet.*