*Janus nodded and walked off in the direction Max had taken. He eventually caught up to Max.*

"Sedriss also said he would like 8,000 massassi warriors on this."

Max looked to Janus.

"It's already taken care of. I ordered the commanders to get the troops onto the ships."

"Ah, well good then."

Vance stepped forward, his body still cast in shadow though his cloaked outline was visible, "I believe that what you seek shall be yours... but at a price." The Sith Master glanced to those gathered, "And all can be rest assured that this price shall be high, yet if we plan through our actions with prior forethought, and hold our movements until everything is perfect, we shall succeed..."

Vance looked to Lord Sadow, "For the transport to the planet, I feel that by taking a public craft, we will be able to arrive without notice and under the cover of hundreds of other beings... The enemy will then be hard pressed to locate single travelling Sith." Vance inclined his head, "Of course, I know that this course of action may seem out of place for the Dark Lord, but I feel it is essential to allow us the element of suprise..."

The bridge of the star destroyer was a mixture of frantic orders and high pitched electronic noise, yet the eye of this bustling storm was dark and foreboding in nature. Two men stood, observing, knowing full well the significance of this historic mission. A new dark era was dawning, yet in order to complete this destiny, the ways of the old must be resurrected.

Indeed High Inquisitor Jas, subtlety is the best route in matters such as these. Intelligence reports that Ziost is abandoned but I feel that something awaits us; a dark stain that calls to me.

While Sedriss stood out with his ornate style of dress, Vance Jas was an enigma, totally enshrouded by his cloak, concealing his identity as well as his soul. However, he observed all, looking for heresy in its tiniest form, ready to unleash pain on any who defiled the will of the dark circle.

Commander, you may leave the spacedock, it is time we began this mission in earnest.

Signaling to a communications officer, Sedriss appeared in holoform, a signal transmitted to the comlinks of the other sith on board.

We are leaving for Ziost, I suggest you meditate until further notice, preparing for this trip. I will make no false claims. Many of us could die on this planet for it is sacred, providing sanctuary to the long dead spirits of the dark lords. I will not accept failure in any form. Sedriss out.

He turned his cruel face towards the High Inquisitor, who stood calmly, while the bridge crew shuddered at the sight of his face. Afterall, the heir to Sadow was the exact likeness to his ancestor, using it as a instrument of fear; a valuable and powerful ally, when forging a new empire.

It seems Overlord Draclau will not be joining us. He shall meditate until we land. I wonder if you would be so good to tell me your plans once we land on Ziost High Inquisitor?.

Stretching out with his dark mind, Sedriss sent a message through the force, directing it towards Ziost and the mysterious presence which nagged at his mind.

I am coming.

Max received the comm message from Sedriss. Getting on the comm he sent another back to him.

**Dark Lord do you and Master Vance need any helpon the bridge.?**

He awaited the reply.

The Disciple stood quietly and without motion as his master made the communique his thoughts poured over the up and coming events inwardly he knew such a battle could cost him his life....he might even be fated to remain on it as a ghost, Tyr put the thought to the back of his mind he had faith in the force and it had been tested so far he had come out on top.

Awaiting any signal from his master the disciple knew this event would be one to remember..

His comlink beeped, informing him of a message from Dark Lord Chaos. It seems that the man wished to be more involved. Sedriss agreed with this, since in his eyes, Chaos was no mere lackey but instead a vile and devious creation, forged by Malice Draclau and himself.

Please meet us on the bridge Chaos, we have much to discuss.

Eyeing the mysterious High Inquisitor he spoke.

I can sense Ziost's power even from this great distance. It is calling to us Vance Jas.

Max received the reply from Sedriss. Turning he walked to the door and made his way to the bridge. Reaching the door he opened it and and made his way towards Sedriss and Vance. Reaching them he bowed.

"I have arrived Dark Lord"

Lord Maim, High Priest of the Sith, moved silently through the halls of the Temple of Darkness upon Ziost. Without words he strode from the grand temple entrance and out into the, less than hospitable, wastleland which surrounded it.

A palpable darkness surrounds the High Priest, who's father resides within the great chamber of hidden knowledge deep within the bowels of the Temple of Darkness. He senses others upon the wastleland of the former capital of the Sith Empire and reaches out to them with the Dark Force.

"Adventurers and usurpers. Those of true Sith Blood. Here this call and come to me now, to the Temple of Darkness and the great Dark Lord of the Sith."