Posts: 9
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Re: Grasslands
=Undead Sith Lord Xerxan=
"You wish me to follow you to a secure location?"
*He looked around, seeing many of these troopers and nothing of a hostile nature, he wondered who this man was trying to protect.*
=Xerxan=
"Tell me, why is this location not a secure one? *He asked, gesturing to his surroundings and the many troops spreading out across the open fields* It looks secure to me with you and your men flailing about like little lost Nerfs."
*He had decided he would rather wait here for his orb to arrive than be led anywhere by these fools, followers of Brandwyn they appeared to be.
In the distance his orb had broken through the atmosphere and seemed as though it was on a direct course towards where they were standing, although in reality it was going to land directly on top of the forward command post a few meters away, and it did.*
=Xerxan=
"Tell me something, pet of Brandwyn, why is it you choose to follow such a retched being? He brings nothing but suffering to those around him, I should know. *He lifts the soldier off the ground using the Force* After all I am the one who slayed his despicable family, cleansing the bloodlines one could say, though I did leave that tasty morsel alive. *He spoke in a way that clouded the man's mind, dominating it in fact* Tell me where to find Terese Alana Brandwyn, the beloved niece of the one who holds your leash. and tell me soon, for your life depends on it."
*The Dark Side of the Force was surrounding them now, and it shielded them from view of the other troopers, all they saw was their friend speaking to a crippled old man and leading him to safety, until the orb landed anyway. The Forward post was decimated by the large sphere, and a small door opened on the side, with a ramp extending from it to the ground.*