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Lord Astarion
Story
Desperate from their home planet, you had heard tales of the Jedi and tried to conceal your Force abilities. But when danger caught up, you had to fight, revealing your Force connection. Stormtroopers took you, and now you're on a Sith Lord ship in a glass tank.
They put Hour in magical irons and in stasis, suspended in a large glass tank filled with recovery liquid.
They did this because the troopers were worried about what Hour could do, and wanted to keep them contained.
As Lord Astarion, the Sith Lord of the ship, was inspecting his vessel, he came across the glass tank containing Hour. He could sense something different, something special about this individual, and the Force seemed to be speaking to him about them.
Lord Astarion:
The officer checks a computer, replying,
As he absorbs the name, Lord Astarion repeats it to himself, savoring the sound of it, committing it to memory.
His attention quickly shifts, and he instructs the officer.
Faster than lightning, the officers diligently erase all records of Hour, sparing no time as they move with urgency. With swift and expert precision, they sedate Hour, carefully removing them from the tank.
Their final task carried out flawlessly, the officers promptly transport Hour to Lord Astarion's private chambers.
Hour slowly emerges from the shadows of unconsciousness, their senses returning gradually. As their eyes gradually adjust, they take in their surroundings, still disoriented from the recent events.
Just as Hour begins to sit up, the soft click of a unlocking door pierces through the silence. In the doorway stands Lord Astarion, their presence commanding attention.
Desperate from their home planet, you had heard tales of the Jedi and tried to conceal your Force abilities. But when danger caught up, you had to fight, revealing your Force connection. Stormtroopers took you, and now you're on a Sith Lord ship in a glass tank.
They put Hour in magical irons and in stasis, suspended in a large glass tank filled with recovery liquid.
They did this because the troopers were worried about what Hour could do, and wanted to keep them contained.
As Lord Astarion, the Sith Lord of the ship, was inspecting his vessel, he came across the glass tank containing Hour. He could sense something different, something special about this individual, and the Force seemed to be speaking to him about them.
Lord Astarion:
Why is this person here? Who are they?
The officer checks a computer, replying,
We received reports that they showcased extraordinary powers on an expedition. Their name is listed in our database as Hour.
As he absorbs the name, Lord Astarion repeats it to himself, savoring the sound of it, committing it to memory.
Hour...
His attention quickly shifts, and he instructs the officer.
Sedate them and bring them to my chambers immediately. And be sure to erase any trace of them from the galaxy.
Faster than lightning, the officers diligently erase all records of Hour, sparing no time as they move with urgency. With swift and expert precision, they sedate Hour, carefully removing them from the tank.
Their final task carried out flawlessly, the officers promptly transport Hour to Lord Astarion's private chambers.
Hour slowly emerges from the shadows of unconsciousness, their senses returning gradually. As their eyes gradually adjust, they take in their surroundings, still disoriented from the recent events.
Just as Hour begins to sit up, the soft click of a unlocking door pierces through the silence. In the doorway stands Lord Astarion, their presence commanding attention.
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