Recent content by Darth Fauste

The jungle was alive. Every step Darth Fauste took was met with the wet squelch of mud beneath her boots, the tangled grasp of vines attempting to slow her path. Thick foliage hung low, shielding the sky, casting the world in a perpetual twilight of green and gold. The air was humid, heavy with...

Lyanna stood on the observation deck of the SS Machiavellian, her gaze lost in the swirling void of hyperspace. The stars stretched into thin, luminous threads, endless and indifferent. Somewhere beyond them, war brewed — a war unlike any she had faced before. The Reconstituted Sith Empire had...

@Desmundor Alcademon @Hyara Hemstagon Darth Fauste stood firm as the Witch-Captain approached, her knowing gaze fixed on the haggard, limping figure. The woman’s scarred hands and beautiful face told the story of a life steeped in pain and power, and the strain in her steps spoke of the depths...

@Desmundor Alcademon @Hyara Hemstagon Darth Fauste watched the commlink slip from Desmundor’s fingers, the silent motion underscoring the pact they had made—a gesture neither surrender nor dominance but a recognition of equals. For now, they would set aside the clash of wills and steel, bound...

@Desmundor Alcademon Darth Fauste paused in her search for spare parts, glancing upward as Desmundor’s voice drifted down to her. The remnants of the wreckage between them framed him in jagged metal and scorched beams, his outline dark and resolute. She could sense the deliberate provocation in...

Darth Fauste stood before the towering windows of the command center, watching the glimmer of Ilum's frozen surface below. The newly constructed kyber crystal refinery hummed in the distance, its veins pulsing with the vibrant energy of the Force. Her connection to the crystals had deepened over...

Darth Fauste pressed deeper into the wreckage, her mind only partially focused on the task at hand. The twisted corridors and burnt-out consoles around her were nothing more than the remnants of a lost battle—one of many she had survived over the years. Yet this battle had a different weight to...

ed chunks. Each crystal sparkled with latent energy, the Force vibrating through them like the pulse of a living entity. Fauste could feel the disturbance growing stronger, not as a threat but as a call. The kyber was trying to communicate. They reached the deepest part of the refinery, where...

The oppressive energy of the dark temple weighed heavily as Darth Fauste stood in the center of the ancient chamber. The air itself seemed to throb with malice, twisted and corrupted by the malevolent presence tied to the kyber crystals. The shadowy entity, though formless, hovered above the...

Darth Fauste’s boots crunched against the icy ground as she and her team made their way back to the surface, their breaths visible in the frigid air. The silence was deafening. No one dared speak, their minds still reeling from the events in the kyber crystal cavern. The power they had unleashed...

The tremors had not ceased. Ever since the initial shockwave from Ilum’s core, Darth Fauste had remained on high alert, her senses probing the icy world beneath her. Though the seismic shifts were faint, barely noticeable to the untrained eye, they carried with them an undeniable disturbance in...

The wind howled as Darth Fauste emerged from the depths of the Jedi Temple, her grip tight around the ancient crystal she had uncovered. Tali’ra and Sariah followed closely behind, their faces etched with the same unease that had settled in the temple’s dark heart. The scholars trailed behind...

The icy halls of the Jedi Temple echoed with the soft footfalls of Darth Fauste and her team. The ancient structure, though quiet, seemed alive with an unseen presence, as if the Jedi who had once trained here were watching from the shadows of the past. Every carved symbol, every faint glimmer...

The shuttle's landing gear crunched into the icy surface of Ilum, sending a plume of snow and frost into the air. Darth Fauste stood at the shuttle's open hatch, staring down at the temple in the distance. The towering structure of stone and ice, weathered by the centuries, looked more like a...

Darth Fauste moved through the wreckage with calculated precision, her eyes scanning for any sign of life-saving resources among the charred remains. The scene was grim, even by the standards of a Sith. The twisted metal, the stench of burned flesh, and the oppressive heat reminded her of...