The Dark City (Open, Sith welcome)

[Lakkerun Joh'had]

*I examine the tube for a moment, then look at him with a suspicious gaze*

"Thats a lightsabre alright. Most likely a Sith Apprentice's or a very old and very dead Jedi's. Im almost certain it's not a Jedi's though. Jedi Padawans always have very unique sabres, and keep them for a long time. That one doesnt seem too intricant. Possibly a Sith Knight's, but I doubt it. Or even a bounty hunter's. Its impossible to know for sure. Unless of course, you know who it came from?"

[Devlen Del-Arshu]

*The Togruta grimaced.*

"My uncle never was too open about his past. But let us not dwell on the past. Your collection is amazing, I would be delighted for a tour if I were less pressed for time."

[Lakkerun Joh'had]

"Yes, yes, on to business then. You wish to join the ranks of the Sith as an Imperial soldier then? Well lemme tell you something, that most Sith won't tell ya: It won't be easy. You could easily die if you dont do your training well or successfully. Youre gonna want to do something you wont wanna do, but if you want to go somewhere other than the afterlife, you'll do it.

So now I leave the question up to you: Are you sure you wish to go through with it? I will make sure youre not picked on too bad, as Ive got a shining for you. But needless to say it'll be rough. Should you wish to go through with it, sign here..."

*I pull a datapad from nowhere, where a long an official looking document is stored. It takes a minute for me to scroll all the way down, but I reach the end and shove him a pen and the datapad. There is a clear space for him to sign his name, signing his allegiance to the Sith.*

[Devlen Del-Arshu]

*Targu stood there, pondering for a moment. But he trusted the Sith, as absurd as that sounded. Picking up the pen, he swiftly signed in a foreign language, looping and elegant.*

"There."

[Lakkerun Joh'had]

"Excellent. Congratulations on joining the Sith Empire..."

*I stand up and shake the newest member of the Sith's hand.*

"You'll find quarters on the righthand side of the main entrance. You will sleep in room 54A. Tomorrow you'll begin training at the barracks. They're the door to the right of my own office. You may explore the city, but if you are tardy or absent to any training or meals, then punishment will befall you, regardless of your excuses. If there are any problems you find, come see me in my office. Any questions?"

[Devlen Del-Arshu]

"Thank you. My only query is to the location of the armory."

*His lekku fell over his shoulders again, and Targu just let them sit there. playing with them was getting rather irritating.*

[Lakkerun Joh'had]

"When you enter the barracks, there'll be a big sign on, and don't quote me on this, but I believe the second door on your left-hand sign. A guard will ask for a password, and tell him 'Smack the Selkath'. That'll getcha in, and give you clearance for whatever weapons we have. I believe we just got a new shipment of... oh, what are they called... I think it's 180-BL Rifles. Good stuff that, I know theyre givin' it to some of the elite troopers. I'd get one while you can if I were you.

So if that's it, please see yourself out of my office. And welcome to the Sith Empire. You've made yourself a very powerful ally today..."

[Devlen Del-Arshu]

"Thank you...very much. I will go suit up, I think. That 180-BL sounds fun."