Welcome to Gaia! ::

He had gotten this Darth Minicals recrutment offer early in this morning.He had flown to the coordinates given to meet with Darth Minical. Walking through the hall with the hood of his long black robe up he entered a chamber with a large thrown set up on a few steps above the floor. The man sitting on the thrown had to be Minical. Walikng casually up to him he bowed at the hips and then said "Greeting Darth Minical I am Darth Chaos of Mygeeto.I answered your call for recruits.

I stare down the man called Chaos who appeared before me with my blood red manosian eyes. I sense a strong spirit enter, but I ignore it, for I had a feeling of who it is. I finally speak. "Darth Chaos... ... ... what makes you think you are worthy of my time, hm?"

Relaxed at the controls he smiled from behind his helmet. At long last he was returning back to the main stream galaxy. he couldn't remember howl ong he had been gone but he had learned much during his time away. Now he would mold the galaxy as he saw fit. As was the duty of those who considered themselves Sith.

Easing back he dropped out of hyperspace in the middle of the black, endless void known as space. Before he could begin however there were things that needed to be reassured first. People he must contact to let them know he was around as well as far more cash needed. At the moment he had enough cash to do quite a few things. Some would say he was unfathomably wealthy. Yet he wans't wealthy enough. in time his order would come to pass upon the galaxy and the iron curtain of his rule would fall down upon the stage.

A sigh escaped his lips as he allowed himself such indulgences. He would have to share his power for a time. until he deemed himself worthy enough to take the full reins. Yet it was of no matter. His goal was to shape the galaxy into what it needed to be.

Glancing at his astromnical charts he quickly made another hyperspace calculation before sending himself into hyperspace.-

Soon he came to where the message had oraginated. Dropping from hyperspace he smiled. This could work quite well.

Moments later a beautiful, deadly ship tore through the sky as it decended down toward a small clearing.

"I think if you don't get off my throne your body will be on one side of the room and your head on the other..."

((In that case.))

Darth Asperser's booted feet made little to no sound as he stalked his way forward. After a time he came to where he needed to be. Looking at a strange sight. Seems some one was on some one else's throne.

He sighed he wasn't going to announce himself. It wasn't his way. leaping upward he found a hidden postion deep with in the shadows. when the time came he would prject his voice as was befitting. Why announce one's postion. It was not the assassin's way. It was not his way.

I could sense many dark ones appaoching. A number of them worth some value. He reaized nobody knew who he was. After he destroyed Manosia, he went into isolation, thinking that his job was complete. That was many a year ago. By now, his intimidation had entered the heart of the one who had sat upon his throne. The one who I consider a fool slithered off and cautiously took his place below me, as he should be and is. I sensed then, one who intrigued me. He had almost entered undetected, but nothing can hide from my manosian eyes. I signaled with my eyes for some of my "clone troopers" (you'll understand much later) to form the dark ones together and I sugnlaed one to fetch the one that wished to remain hidden, for I was curious of what the man would do.