"I've been working towards brightening the place up, but it's taking some time" admitted Havec. "But I have my own bright little corner of the temple- that's where the droid got the materials for this meal. You won't start seeing things after only a couple of leaves, don't worry- it takes a cup of the strained juices for most people to feel an effect. I would have stopped you if I thought you were doing anything really dangerous."

The dragon nodded, then followed Havec's instructions for making the tea. He crushed a few leaves into the cub, getting mostly green leaf matter in his drink rather than juice. But after he was done he felt very accomplished. Who knew such pleasure could come out of squeezing plants.

He lifted the steaming liquid up to his nose, smelling it. It didn't smell all that bad, so he took a tentative sip. "This is excellent," he said, feeling his body relax.

"The Jedi order, I find, puts too much emphasis on ritual and tradition, as does their senate. Many Sith, however, choose to ignore ritual altogether, and they descend into chaos. A balance must be found and maintained in order for you to make full use of all the Force has to offer" she said, sounding very serious for a moment. Then she laughed. "But we'd best save the deep wisdom until after lunch, eh?" she said more cheerily, taking another ring of the rat-pig-porcupine meat.

Silvien just stared at Hevec for a long time. "Forgive me if I sound rude, but are you always so happy?" he finally blurted, stuffing another slice of food into his mouth and hiding behind his tea a bit. "It's just that...I don't think I've been around anyone with such a positive attitude. It's a little frightening." A little? Silvien just didn't want to admit that for a long time he thought Sith lords were serious and dull. But when he was in a good mood people tended to be scared of him as well. Probably because he was always grinning, flashing his sharp teeth.

"Am I always this happy? No. But I am usually rather cheerful. The Sith are infamous for using their passions as a source of strength, but Joy can be just as powerful as Anger. And what's not to be happy about? I've got a new padawan, the young man here is in stable condition, and I'm eating a lovely meal prepared by reasonably well programmed droids" she replied, leaning back in her chair. "But no, there are no sinister plots being hatched behind my smile, although I am planning to give Mr. Cyborg a good talking to when he returns from wherever he's ran off to."

As if out of nowhere, Lord Steelven entered the room. "Havec, you know I don't like being called that." He came near and stood by her, leaning against a chair. "I apologize for my tardiness, I had things to take care of." After saying this, he looked at Hevec's new padawan, Silvien, and stared into his eyes as if he was reading his thoughts (which he was, by the way[not much though ]). "You must be... Silvien, her new padawan. Don't be frightened, I'm not some psychic hermit. I just used a little force power to find out who you are. Oh, I haven't introduced myself." He knelt on his right knee and said "I am Lord Steelven, member of the Sith Council, and a powerful warrior. As Hevec said, yes, I am not fully organic. About 45% of my body is mechanical, making me a "cyborg", but please don't call me that. I also have two extra mechanical arms, which allow me to use 4 lightsabers in combat." He stood up and casually resumed his leaning position, awaiting a response.

The Drake didn't take much notice of the powerful cyborg entering the room. Instead he focused on the meal that had been laid out before him. He wasn't too worried about the hallucinogenic leaves, his race had evolved eating little more than rocks so his metabolism was strong, and the meat looked fresh and tender so he decided to have a little bit of both. First he used his sharp claws to tear out a sizable section of meat, then he took one of the larger leaves and rolled up the meat in it. Afterwards he crushed some more of the leaves and sprinkled them on top. Greedily he bit into his makeshift wrap. "Well if... we're doing... introductions," he said thickly as he chewed his food, "my name is," he swallowed, "I... don't remember." He cursed the pain that his former padawan had caused him. First the padawan had crippled him, and then he made the Drake forget who he was. The Drake swore loudly and threw his pate to the other end of the room where it shattered against the wall. "I hate him so much!" he screamed, "kill! Vengeance! Destruction!" he swore again and jumped out of the bed. He punched the hard metal wall, leaving a large dent.

He leaned against the wall, breathing deeply. Finally he calmed enough to say to the group of three, "I suppose if you are to trust me I must tell you as much as I know about who I am," he paused, breathed in deeply, and began:

"I was born on a small asteroid just off the planet Kashyyk. My species had long been growing and evolving on these small chunks of rock, but I was the first of my species with the power of the force. Since I had nearly 1000 brothers and sisters I was rarely noticed, until one day a young jedi sensed a power emanating from the asteroid. He landed and searched all over for the source of the power. That power was me. He took me under his wing, told me his name. You probably know of him, Luke Skywalker. That was a long time ago. he taught me how to control the force, showed me what my powers could do. He loved me as a father loves his son. But then he died. I knew I was not supposed to be emotional but I couldn't help it. This man had shown me kindness beyond all others. After a while I became a Jedi master and received a padawan of my own. I decided that I would treat him as Luke had treated me. He continued to grow, under my constant guidance and care. One day he told me that he had sensed a powerful danger lying in a discreet oasis on Tatooine. I decided to go there to check for myself, and I took my padawan with me. When we arrived at the spot he took me to the very center of a winding jungle. There he showed me a deep pit in which he sensed the power. As I leaned over to look inside he pushed me in. I could not recall such deep and hurtful betrayal in my life as I hurtled towards the bottom. After a long fall I landed. Surprisingly I didn't die. I shouted up the pit for him to get me out. Only now do I realise how much of a mistake that was. He was as surprised as I that I lived, but he had brought precautions. Slowly he pulled out a small metallic sphere, pressed a button and threw it down at me. It exploded as soon as it hit the bottom. I was flung bodily all around the pit. Several more explosion ensued sendind me flying out of the top to land at my padawans feet, but my will to survive drove me on. Injured, I reaced for my lightsaber. Luckily it wasn't destroyed. I couldn't stand so I fought him from the ground. For him it was and easy battle and he managed to get my saber away from me quickly. Surprisingly it began to rain, for the first time in near 100 years on Tatooine. It was as if the sky was crying for my plight. My padawan smirked as rain dripped down his faceand said, 'You were always so watching, so kind, so careful, but you failed to notice this' he emphasised 'this' by stomping powerfully on my unbroken leg, shattering it in the process. Then he brought his own lightsaber heavily down on the left side of my chest, where he believed my heart to be. Fortunately for me my heart was located on the right side of my body so all his attack did was puncture my lung. I lay there for near a week before a king family found me and looked after me. But this experience had driven me mad. After my wounds had healed I went in a rage, killing every last man, woman, and child in the village. I do not know why but I believed them responsible for my beloved padawans betrayal. In madness I stumbled back to Coruscant, hoping that the council would give me sanction. But my padawan had told the council that I was responsible for the death of another Jedi, by the name of Padme Skywalker, and they cast me out. My padawan had also told them that he had tried to reason with me on that night on that night on Tatooine but I wouldn't listen and attacked him. He said that he only barely managed to defeat me, because he had not given in to his emotions. I was angry that the council refused to believe me and that they had removed me from my postion because they deemed my unstable. I was driven mad by anger and that night I forced my way into the Jedi temple and ran through, killing all that I could find. It was similar to that rage of Anakin Skywalker many years before. This ensued in one of the biggest man hunts of all time, with Jedi, Bounty Hunters, Armies, and greedy Officials all after my head. My flight throughout that galaxy had taken me a long time before I finally came here. But here I am now and I want vengeance against those who wornged me. Though I killed many during my rampage there were two who escaped unscathed. My former padawan and a master on The Council who hated me particularly."

He finished his story, sat on the bed, and breathed in deeply. "Now that you realise that I am a Jedi you may do with me as you please. I am just glad to finally tell someone that story." Even though his tone was resigned he still felt hopeful, maybe they already knew he was a Jedi and were jsut choosing to do nothing about it. After while he looked up at the three of them with a somber smile on his reptilian face.

(( Phew! Long post! ))

((for an explanation of how raziel got the data please see the jedi roleplay))

Raziel landed his ship outside the sith temple, he then stepped into his airlock, it hissed and he then stepped out and walked over to the sith temple, he then made his way over to the medical bay, he then saw the bird woman, a dragon like boy and a android like man, "here is the information you wanted, i got it at the cost of a limb though" as he gestured to his missing arm, "now how much do i get paid" he said as he handed the bird woman the disc.

The Drake waited patiently for someone to say something. It was rather awkward waiting there for a comment on his little story. He tapped his foot and remembered how angry he'd been a few moments ago. He noticed the mess he'd made on the floor, crossed the room, picked up the remains of his dinner, and dumped it in the trash converter droid. Out the other end of the droid came a completely new, completely identical plate, and the remains of the food were turned into animal fodder. He went back and sat on his bed, looked across at the group, now four, and waited for what the masters would say.

((Please don

(( Umm I thought Sith were all about emotions whereas the Jedi were not... I suupose I'm wrong though ))

The Lizard was shocked at this calm approach by the kind master. She had already won his respect and he hadn't even been here a day. "So you're not going to imprison me forever?" He asked, "Are you going to let me join your order?" he thought of how much calmer his life could be if he were to live in this quiet, out of the way place. "One question, Lord, but will I begin my training again, or will I begin as a knight of the Sith, seeing as I became a Jedi Knight during my training on Coruscant and other locations around the galaxy?" He hoped that he would not have to go through training again, but he would not much mind if he had to. he lay down in the bed and pulled the sheets up to his waist, despite being at the core of an asteroid the base was quite warm. He looked over at the Lord and waited for her answer. "By the way I would like to assume an alias, since I do not know my own name. if i were to choose I would like to be..." he paused dramatically, "Avenger"

((Havec

Inside the depths of the astroid belt, a young man in some sort of ship that looked like it belonged to an authoritive figure of a planet. Sevreal more of the same type of ship were in pursuit of the young man.

"I can't believe this. Why would they think that I killed the king? I would be the last person to to that, yet hardly anyone believes me. I guess it's what you get for being at the wrong place at exactly the wrong time. Now I'm forced to roam the galaxy, running and hiding for who knows how long. But it doesn't make any sense, why would they accuse me? I was soon to be the prince, the first prince of a different speices on that planet. Apperently, they thought I was going to murder the king so that I could be the king. But that's enough for now; if I'm going to successfully hide, I should be quiet about it."

The young man deftly dodged the arsenal that the other ships were firing, barely.

"I need to find somewhere to hide, and fast, otherwise I'm toast. But where?", he said. He then caught a quick glimpse of a small, yet noticable, shuttle port.

"What's a shuttle port doing on an asteriod?", he questioned. "Well, there must be something inside, and anything is better than getting shot down, but I gotta figure out how to lose these guys first."

He then swerved around asteriods of variuos sizes, until he pulled a 180 degree turn, and headed straight for the shuttle port he saw earlier, seeing none of the ships that were trying to shoot him down in sight.

"Whew.", he said with a sigh of relief, "Close one." He pulled into the dock of the shuttle port, landing his stolen spacecraft on a platform.

((Could someone describe what the interior of a shuttle port would look like?))

( i took care of my godmodding, sorry, i forgot for a sec there. i won't do it again, i promise )

"Bounty hunter, I have your reward. I've taken into the account that this mission was slightly dangerous, so I'll add a small bonus. 350,000 credits, all here." He set the money on the table, for the bounty hunter to take. "Now, come with me to the surgery room." He walked to the door from whence he came from, turned around, and beckoned to him to come along.

((edit: sorry, i was looking fast and typed the wrong stuff...oopsies! i fixed it now though, sorry bout that))

((actually i think it was me who needed the new arm))

Raziel took the money that was on the table, "thankyou for the bonus, if you need any other jobs for me, you can contact me with this comlink" raziel said as he handed the android like man the comlink.

The shuttle tunnel opened into a large natural cave, half converted into a sleek, modern, metal-covered shuttle port, the rest left the way it was found- raw rock sinking away into the distance shadows. A few mismatched shuttles graced the small landing area, as did several droids.

"Identify yourself" stated one such droid, skittering over to the man exiting the craft. "Intruder, identify yourself" it repeated, sounding as annoyed as a robot could be.

He was stunned. How was he supposed to know the area was guaraded by droids? He didn't even have a cue where he was.

"Oh great, what am I supposed to do now?", he thought. He was without weapons, and if the droid was heavily armed or armed at all...well let's just say it wouldn't be very pleasent.

"There must be something in the ship, some sort of weapon, or anything.", he said quietly as he slowly walked backwards to the ship. The ship was only about 10 feet away, but it seemed much longer than that as he walked back to it, very, very slowly.

"Search the ship" the droid said to two of its counterparts, sending them scurrying into the vessel that the intruder had just left. The first droid returned his attention to the ex-prince, raising one hand, which had a laser attached to it. "IDENTIFY YOURSELF, INTRUDER" he said again, poking at him with the laser.

"Oh jeesh, I'm in trouble.", he said as he scrambled into the cockpit, looking for some sort of weapon. "Hmm, what's this?", he asked himself as he picked up some sort of sword handle, but no sword. Then in a flash of light, a dark blue beam of light popped out of it.

"WHOA!", he shouted. "If I'm right, then this is a lightsaber. I'm just hoping whoever lives here has enough money to buy new droids.", he said boasting, even though he has had no prior use of a lightsaber.

"1...2...3!", he shouted as he scurried out of the cockpit and the ship altoghter, and cut through the droid holding the laser, then turning to the other two, cutting through them as well.

"Well, they weren't so tough.", he smirked.

A very loud alarm went off as the first droid hit the ground. "INTRUDER IN SHUTTLEBAY TWO, INTRUDER IN SHUTTLEBAY TWO" roared the station, screaming its warning from speakers all over the base, loud enough to overpower the whooping sounds that accompanied the alarm.

Havec, in the infirmary, sighed and got up. "I'd better go see what that is. Why don't you come along, Silvi?" she said, exiting the room and heading for the shuttlebay.

"Man, this is so not my day.", he moaned. "Now what am I supposed to do?", he asked.

"Might as well get in the ship, at least that'll offer me some protection.", he mumbled, although it was barely heard over the roaring of the alarm going off due to his previous wreckless actions.

((EDIT: BRB, Gotta help my dad dig holes, bulidling a deck backyard.))

as raziel put the money in a pouch on his belt an alarm went off: Intruder, intruder, a mechanical voice said, raziel then ran to the medical bay and saw the bird woman and the dragon boy, "well if you need help i'm up for it, after all i am quite skilled with a lightsaber" he said as he drew his lightsaber.

As if hearing his words, lights flashed in the shuttle tunnel and a large metal door slid into place with a soft swish, blocking the escape route with three feet of steel. The ground level doors slid shut too, preventing a walking escape as well. Three more droids, also sporting lasers, came running in from the cave area, the closest of the three yelling something to the others.

"Oh this is just great.", he said in disgust. "Well, I got one option now.", he said as he tried to find the controls for the lasers.

"I think these are the lasers.", he said as he press a shiny blue button. By sheer dumb luck, a decently powerful laser came through an opening of the ship, hitting the wall, but not making to much of a dent, demonstraighting how powerful the walls were.

"Now if you just find the aimer...here it is!", he said as he found a small joystick next to the button he pressed earlier. He moved it so that the lasers targeted one of the droids. "Take this!", he shouted as he pressed the button again, blasting oneof the droids in several pieces, the faint sound of crackling circuits being heard. He quickly aimed it at the other droids, firing them as well. "I wonder how long I can keep this up; I don't think I could keep this up forever."

Havec paused at the door to the shuttlebay, turning on a video screen that looked into the area beyond the airlock. "Oh dear, this could be a problem" she muttered, pressing a few more buttons to open the door. "Droids, stand down" she said, entering the room with her arms crossed, staring at the ship.