After a few hours aboard the prison transport, I was forced from my cell by a rather handsy Imperial Soldier. Brief thoughts of frying the fucker filled my mind- but I didn't want to get myself in any unnecessary trouble. Besides- I did have a rather nice ass, so I couldn't blame him too much.
After he seemed to get his fill, he started to lead me through the hall of the cell block I was in. I passed a dozen dower looking faces who were seemingly resigned to their fate. As I was walking my mind drifted- Hey Game? Do I have any starting skills or powers?
You do yes, simply think - Skills or Powers.
Skills.
Melee Weapon Proficiency: Training Saber - Level 1
Force Proficiency - Level 1
Dark Side Mastery - Level 1
Alright, At least I have something to start with- Powers.
Dark Side Power - Force Lightning - Level 1
Can be used as a quick attack, a charged attack, or a sustained attack.
Quick - 75 DMG, Costs 50 FP
Charged - 200 DMG, Costs 100 FP
Sustained - 125 DMG, Costs 75 FP per Minute
Neutral Power - Force Push/Pull - Level 1
Charged Attack - 300 Damage, Costs 200 FP - Pushes a target away or brings them closer
Wow- Pretty expensive FP wise, definitely gonna wanna buff my INT and WIS when I can. My thoughts are interrupted as the soldier suddenly smacks the back of my head with the butt of his rifle.
-50 HP
"Agh- Fuck."
"Not gonna repeat myself Scum- head into the airlock." The handsy soldier ordered, I must of phased him out- still that fucking hurt.
I entered the airlock on his orders and the pressurized door sealed behind me. Oh fuck am I about to get spaced? My worries were unfounded as the one in front of me unsealed- and I wasn't sucked out to meet an early vacuum-induced death. Waiting for me was another pair of Soldiers, and a Human- wearing an Overseer's outfit.
"I take it you're Jurada?" The human asked simply, his tone even- he looked rather plain all things considered, brown hair- brown eyes, tanned skin. But my eyes drifted to his lightsaber- oh I couldn't wait to have one of my own.
"Yes.. Yes Sir." I quickly nodded and bowed my head, as much as it made me sick to bow like some peasant, I would play the roll I was given.
"Hm- Obedient good, You will be taken to deck seventeen, there you will rest in a barrack with the other potential acolytes. In a week's time we will reach Korriban. You will be given a training saber, but what you do with your time is up to you. The only rule is that you can not kill any of the others." He stated rather firmly.
"I understand sir." I nodded again. Shit- I'm supposed to grind up nine levels in a week? How the fuck am I gonna do that?
"Good- These two will lead you to deck seventeen then." He gestured to the pair of Soldiers and they simply started to walk- and I followed them, not exactly eager to get another whack to my head. The halls were the same steel-grey they had been on the Prison Transport, I get the idea is to be uniform but couldn't they add a bit of color? Maybe a red stripe across the wall or something.
Eventually we reached a turbolift, one of the Soldier's activated the lift and we started to descend- it was a rather awkward silence, and after around a minute or two the lift stopped and opened.
"We're here- Get in there." The Soldier on the left said, while the one on the right pushed me out- and once I was they activated the lift again leaving me alone. To my left was a small stall- with a Human in Imperial garb, if I recall the ranking pins correctly he was a cadet.
"Ah- Hello new acolyte, I have your new clothes and a training saber for you." He said with a rather perky attitude. It felt a bit odd- but I walked over to the stand- him setting a set of packaged clothes and my first weapon.
[New Items Acquired]
Academy Training Outfit: Defense Rating - 0
Training Saber: 50 DMG + STR
"Thanks.. I think." This was probably the first polite interaction I had with an Imperial.
"You're welcome! Now head on into the barracks please." I gave him a nod, and went past the set of automatic doors that hissed open, and then shut once I passed them.
The barracks itself was quite sizable, two floors- the main one I walked into seemed to be a canteen of sorts- with a few side rooms, looking to be dueling or training rooms. I already saw a number of familiar faces though they'd all be dead once I survived my trials. Though there was one I didn't recognize.. Another Sith Pure-blood speaking to Ffon, if I had to guess that was the Warrior, he certainly fit the bill- huge muscles and the tallest person in the room. Though as I looked it all over, a familiar red-head walked over to me.
"Oh.. Hello there friend, I'm Kory. Come with me.. I'll show you your room." She was exactly as I remembered, and while cute she was gonna die after the first trial. I suppose I could try to save her- but what would be the point? Aside from her body I doubt she has much to offer me.
"So.. How'd you end up here?" I asked, trying to feign a bit of interest.
"Oh- I uh- was working on a statue on Dromund Kaas, a part of it started to collapse and.. I thought I was gonna be crushed underneath but when I opened my eyes.. The rock was just floating above me." She seemed to shiver in fear recalling the memory- not to mention radiating it, While I wasn't strong with the force- I could still vaguely get a gauge on someone's emotions.
"I killed my master with a burst of lightning." I smirked a bit at the memory- he had put me through years of degradation and pain, the face he made was the picture of torment.
"Ah.. I.. Uh- Here's your room." She seemed to hurry along, like prey sensing a predator. She clearly wanted to get away from me as soon as possible, causing me to chuckle.
"Thanks- Kory was it? Should we spar, I'll go easy on you." A lie of course, I needed to train my absolute hardest to even have a chance to take on Ffon- I just wish there was a way to gauge his strength beforehand.
Observe command unlocked.
Mh? What's this now? I turned my gaze to Kory. Observe.
Name: Kory
Race: Human
Alignment: Light I
Level: 1
HP: 250
FP: 250
I could kill her with a single bolt of Lightning- I guess I started to grin at the idea as Kory started to look even more afraid.
"U-uh y-yeah thanks.. I.. I need to go now." She started to run back down to the area below, and I glanced into my room. It was nicer then the Slave Pens, plus it had an actual bed and.. A refresher? Fucking finally! I can take a shower!
Before I went to clean myself up of a few days of grime, I glanced back down to the first floor, and decided to Observe Ffon, he was my first target after all.
Name: Ffon Althe
Race: Sith Pure-blood
Alignment: Dark III
Level: 10
HP: 2000
FP: 1500
Huh- About what I expected but probably beatable, I just need to train really hard. Anyway, Shower time!
- An hour later -
I stepped out of the refresher, a cleaner Twi'lek, and after changing into my new training outfit, which was grey.. Of course. I attached my new blade to my back and headed to the first floor- heading straight off to the training room.
Inside there seemed to be numerous pieces of set up equipment, targets for shooting- dummies for combat practice, and that was about it. Is this really what I'm expected to train with?
I head up to one of the dummies, holding my blade in one hand and charging a bolt of lightning in the other. Ah- well, beggars can't be chooser, and I doubt I can just challenge anyone to a duel yet.. Except Kory maybe.
I fire off the bolt which washes over the dummy, before quickly dissipating and followed up with a swift but unpracticed strike of my blade- hit with a loud electric hiss.
+25 XP
Alright yeah- I can respect the grind. Let's do this.
-Several Hours Later-
My entire body felt like jelly, and I was exhausted- at one point I even tested throwing a punch- which funnily enough unlocked a skill called Unarmed Proficiency. But let's see what my efforts rewarded me with Status.
Name: Jurada
Age: 20
Race: Twi'lek
Alignment: Dark II
Level: 4 (32%)
HP: 500 [Regens 50 per minute]
FP: 500 [Regens 50 per minute]
STR: 10
END: 10
DEX: 10
INT: 10
WIS: 10
CHA: 10
LUK: 10
Points: 15
HP = ENDx50
HP Regen = ENDx5
FP = INTx50
FP Regen = WISx5
Nice- Okay clearly leveling up to ten won't be excessively difficult, and beating Ffon will be a piece of cake, though that still leaves me with the other objective. Gaining a follower- Who would even be strong enough to keep pace with me Ffon? Hm.. That might not be a bad idea if I can beat him into submission.
As I considered my next moves I noticed someone was watch me, turning to glance at my visitor I saw it was the potential Warrior. "Can I help you big fella?"
"No." He stated with a deep voice, seemingly watching my style of combat of which I really had none. "I'm simply impressed that a Twi'lek can even wield the force."
Oh I see, he's a blood supremacist- well then I'll feel even less bad when I kill him and steal his companion. I wish I could kill him now but I unfortunately have to follow those damn rules. He'll be a pain if he gets stronger- but he won't get Vette till the Final Trials. Damn canon events.
"Oh really? Care for me to demonstrate how well I can wield it?" I swing around my blade in an aggressive manner, watching him cautiously. Observe.
Name: Korvik Letal
Race: Sith Pure-blood
Alignment: Dark I
Level: 1
HP: 500
FP: 500
Guess I should have expected we'd be on an equal field but.. He's still only level one? Is he not training? The Pure-blood simply smirked. "Sure I wouldn't mind pinning your alien ass into the dirt."
He turned and started to head towards the small dueling arena across the hall. I took a minute to catch my breath and then followed- oh it's gonna be so satisfying to kill this guy.
I notice the other acolytes seemed to watch with interest as we entered the dueling arena, Ffon seeming to sport a smirk equal to Korvik- probably thinking about how the weak Twi'lek is about to get what he deserves- But before my fight- I should probably give myself an unfair advantage. I take my points and spread them out equally buffing my END, INT, and WIS. Feeling a rush of energy as I boosted my stats I grinned- stepping into the Arena with him- this would be over in less than a minute.
"I'll be charitable and let you take the first shot." He stated cockily, bringing his blade to bare.
"I won't even need my blade, Brute." I shot back, holstering my blade and pointing at him. Letting the energy charge up in my finger before letting it loose- striking him dead in the chest causing him to let out a surprised grunt in pain.
-100 FP
"Nngh- Lucky.. Lucky shot, Alien Freak." His face turned from a smirk to a scowl, before he let out a battle cry and charged me.
"No- you're just weak." I started to prepare a force push- and just as he got into range to strike me with that blade I put my palm to his chest and released the building power- sending him flying back again the wall.. And then quickly slumping over. Oh shit.. Is he dead?
No- You merely knocked him unconscious.
Thank fuck- I thought I fucked up my plans there for a second. Wait. Observe.
Name: Korvik Letal
Race: Sith Pure-blood
Alignment: Dark I
Level: 1
HP: 1
FP: 400
Why is he only at one HP? I should have dropped him to zero. Game? Hello? Unfortunately I didn't get an answer- though I should be wary of him in the future if he has some bullshit plot armor. I turned around to look at the Audience that had gathered. Most were stunned except for Ffon who looked pissed and.. Was he hard? Holy shit he is! Aw- Is the Pure-blood getting turned on by an Alien beating a member of his superior race~
I could only chuckle internally, because I didn't want to go against Ffon yet, but- when I did, I'd ambush him in private- let him keep his dignity in front of the others.
Leaving the Arena, and the others behind- pushing my way past those two dumb brothers who will try to kill me on Harkon's orders later, I start to head to my room. This first day had gone great, and I'm pretty sure I just established my power among the acolytes.
Hidden Quest Completed
[Brains beats Brawn]
Reward: 1 Cartel Pack, +5 Repuation with Ffon Althe
Ffon Althe Reputation [-35/100]
Geez he really hates me- well, He'll be loving this fat yellow dick by the time we reach Korriban. Now then.. Let's see what I can get from these Cartel Packs. Open Cartel Pack?
[New Skill Acquired]
Conduit of the Darkside - All Dark Side Powers cost 50% less and deal 50% more DMG.
Holy shit.