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<table class="table" border="1" bordercolor="#881CA0" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="0" width="96%"> <tr> <td colspan="2"> <p class="report">**Title: Dark Hand Report #7 (2002.08.29)
Type: Dark Hand Report
Date: Thursday, August 29, 2002
Update by: **[Tirna Q'jira](mailto:Tirna_Qjira@yahoo.com)
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<p class="report">As evening settled onto Heimdall, moon of the planet Njord, lights began flickering on one by one in House Acclivis Draco's quite solitary structure. Stars began to shed their silent light upon the bleak surface, shimmering with an array of dazzling color through the thin atmosphere.
</p><p class="report">Protector Tirna Q'jira watched this spectacle from one of the high citadels, her cloak fluttering with the passing of a tentative whisper of wind. Somewhere, down below, a bell tolled its quiet calling, the peel of it slowly finding it's way up to the Dark Hand's location.
</p><p class="report">Tirna Q'jira drew her hood up, needing no further prompting. It was time for the weekly assemblage of the various Phyle Tyros. Ebon Cloak would be no exception, and as Dark Hand she could not be late. With this thought in mind she descended the stairs like a wraith, moving with swift strides towards her destination...
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<p class="report">The Tyros were just assembling as she arrived. She remained cloaked, dressed oddly in black to reflect a rank she did not yet hold, watching from a shadow as they slowly entered the Ebon Cloak meeting hall. The Protector took careful attendance, making sure none were tardy or missing. None were.
</p><p class="report">The servants on the other side of the door pulled them closed behind the last Tyro. The assembled group made a mere ten in number, with herself and her Master adding the extra two to make the requisite twelve.
</p><p class="report">Footsteps from down the hall drew her attention outwards and her lilac-grey eyes searched the semi-darkness of the still unlit hall. "Master Arcanos." The Protector greeted him with a statement, not a query. She had no doubts as to who approached.
</p><p class="report">"Protector Q'jira," he replied in kind. "Are they all assembled?"
</p><p class="report">She nodded out of habit, belatedly realizing he would not see. "Yes, they are all assembled."
</p><p class="report">"Including Ktulu?"
</p><p class="report">"Yes, m'lord. Including Ktulu."
</p><p class="report">The Protector could almost feel his smile. "Then we are ready. Deliver your report, Dark Hand. Then I shall deliver mine."
</p><p class="report">The Protector inclined her body in a respectful bow before turning about and making her way into the meeting hall.
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<p class="report">The doors of the meeting hall were flung open, the servants barely having time to move out of the way before the doors hit the walls with a resounding, reverberating thud.
</p><p class="report">The action had a discordant effect upon the Tyros. Some were moved to fear, others to anger, and others still to indifference. But all paid heed to the dark-robed figure that made its way to the dais at the front of the hall without pause.
</p><p class="report">For a moment after the figure turned and whirled it remained cloaked, hooded and enshrouded in mystery. A moment later the hood was drawn back to reveal the familiar features of one of their own: Protector Tirna Q'jira; Dark Hand of Ebon Cloak.
</p><p class="report">"Tyros of Ebon Cloak Phyle," she called, her voice demanding attention. "Another week has passed, and more changes have occurred in that short span of time." She paused, letting her gaze sweep the room, gauging their levels of attention to her words.
</p><p class="report">"Some of you may know the Clan Feud will be resolved this Saturday. For those of you not already participating I strongly suggest you do. A single entry can tip the scales in our Clan's favor. Do not let us down."
</p><p class="report">She paused a moment more before continuing onwards. "With the end of the Feud comes the beginning of our first Phyle competition, delayed until now due to the Feud. For those of you who do not know the competition is entitled 'Specter of the Past'. You are to write a submission of at least two pages of prose or thirty lines of poetry about an event which has somehow deeply affected who you are today. Please note that all entries will be available for perusal at the end of the competition unless another request is made by the author of said submission. Please bear this in mind when you submit your work."
</p><p class="report">"For those of you who are unaware you may enter two submissions into the competition: one of prose and one of poetry. Please do not submit two pieces of the same type. One will be rejected. The medals to be awarded for the competition will be as follows: Those in first place will receive the Crescent with the Sapphire Star. Second Place the same, but with the Emerald Star. And finally third place will receive the Crescent with the Topaz Star. This applies to both prose and poetry, Tyros. There will be a series of winners in both categories. Further details may be found on the Ebon Cloak holosite."
</p><p class="report">"Now," she continued after pausing for breath. "I would like to broach another subject entirely. Last week I approached you about the Ebon Cloak message board, and this week I have yet to see results. None of you have registered, with the exception of Protector Dawnstar, who has been registered since nearly the beginning of the board. I expect this to change in short order, Tyros, or I will begin taking that as signs of inactivity and reason for removal." She delivered the ultimatum with an almost vindictive tone.
</p><p class="report">She let the silence settle just long enough to unnerve before she let herself draw her report to a close. "On a final note, Tyros of Ebon Cloak, I expect more activity on the mailing list. After all, if we cannot trust each other, or at the very least know each other, how can we become an effective fighting force?" She let the question hang with a raised eyebrow. "I suggest you all think on that." She glanced towards the still open doorway, and with the slightest hint of a smirk she finished her report. "I now give you your Tetrarch, Dark Adept J'Lek Arcanos!" And with those final words she drew up her hood and slipped off the dais.
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<p class="report">PRT [Tirna Q'jira](http://www.darkjedibrotherhood.org/dbjedi/dossier.asp?ID=1839) (Krath)/TYR/[Acclivis Draco](http://www.darkjedibrotherhood.org/dbjedi/ViewUnit.asp?ID=28) of [Scholae Palatinae](http://www.darkjedibrotherhood.org/dbjedi/ViewUnit.asp?ID=10)/(SE)/Cr-1A/(LSS)/
{SA: O:KS-O:KGS}
Dark Hand and Webmaster of Ebon Cloak Phyle
"We all have a heritage. We all have a destiny. Whether we embrace it and become as we truly are meant to be, that is another matter entirely..."</p>
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<p align="center"><table class="table" border="1" bordercolor="#881CA0" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="0" width="96%"> <tr> <td colspan="2"> <p class="report">**Title: Ebon Cloak Phyle Report, 29 August 2002
Type: Tetrarch Report
Date: Thursday, 29 August, 2002
Update by: **[J'Lek Arcanos](mailto:JLek_hadcsp@hotmail.com)
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<p class="report">There was silence in the room. (And then someone coughed.)</p>
<p class="report">The Dark Adept entered the room, his footsteps echoing through the chamber as he moved to his proper place. He slowly drew back the hood of his cloak.</p>
<p class="report">"My Tyros, at long last, the end of the Clan Feud is in sight. For those of you who have participated, you have the thanks of your House and your Phyle. Your efforts have not gone unnoticed."</p>
<p class="report">"As we progress from the Feud to the Phyle Competition, I would like to remind everyone that submitting documents in the format produced by Microsith Word is strongly discouraged, as we have had difficulties opening these documents in the past."</p>
<p class="report">"It is my unfortunate duty to report to you that Acolyte Ktulu has elected to leave us. I'm sure I speak for all of us, Ktulu, when I say that we are sad to see you go."</p>
<p class="report">The Tetrarch pointed to a hologram as projectors came to life. "I have your orders for this next week. Copies will be made available on the Phyle's holosite."</p>
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<p class="report">Ebon Cloak Phyle Orders
For the week beginning on Thursday, 29 August 2002</p>
<p class="report">Participate in the Clan Feud! This is the last week! (yay)</p>
<p class="report">Get started on "Specter of the Past". Competition details are on the Ebon Cloak Holosite. The deadline is 31 September 2002.</p>
<p class="report">Keep working on those Promotion Requirements! Let's see some new Acolytes and Protectors!</p>
<p class="report">Send an e-mail to J'Lek so that he knows that you are alive. ([JLek_hadcsp@hotmail.com](mailto:JLek_hadcsp@hotmail.com))</p>
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<p class="report">J'Lek pulled out a slip of paper. "Alright. What I have here is a list of everyone's outstanding Promotion Requirements. If your records differ, please contact me immediately. I cannot stress this enough."</p>
<p class="report">"Novice Mako Gaiton, I would like to see you complete Krath Basic Studies so that I can issue you your Novice Final Task."</p>
<p class="report">"Novice Matis Gazdz, you also need to complete Krath Basic Studies. The two of you have been Novices for far too long, so I hope that you will quickly attend to these tasks."</p>
<p class="report">"Novice Dierdre Varn, you have yet to enter your History into the Brotherhood's Database on Eos. You also lack Krath Basic Studies. Please complete both of those.at your earliest convenience."</p>
<p class="report">"Novice Locke, it is my hope that I will receive your response for your final task soon. You are very close to promotion."</p>
<p class="report">"Every Acolyte needs to complete Krath Grammar Studies. Once you finish that, we will talk about your other remaining requirements."</p>
<p class="report">"Protector Q'jira, I hope you are making progress on the tasks I assigned you."</p>
<p class="report">"Protector Dawnstar, you have both of your tasks and the Acclivis Draco profile to complete."</p>
<p class="report">"Protector Pryde, I'll be contacting you within the week with your Tetrarch's Task."</p>
<p class="report">"Protector Netzach, you have my task to complete. I trust you are also making progress."</p>
<p class="report">"Now, if I have said anything that differs from your personal records of your work for the Training Program, contact me immediately." With a quick motion, the list disappeared from his hand. "This concludes our meeting. I wish to remind everyone that next week, the House stewards will be gracing us with their better skills in the culinary arts, and because of this, our meeting will be held in the Ebon Cloak dining hall. See to your tasks in the meantime. Dismissed."</p>
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<p class="report">As the rest of the Tyros dispersed, J'Lek quietly walked over to his student. "In regards to your tone, Protector, I have one question. Would you like me to arrange floggings for the phyle?"</p>
<p class="report">"I am sorry, m'lord," She smiled within the recesses of her cowled hood, "I fear I got carried away."</p>
<p class="report">"I would say so. And remember," the Tetrarch grinned as he removed her hood with both hands, "only I get to wear one of these." With that, he chuckled and walked out of the hall, deciding to check the House library for some light reading...</p>
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<p class="report">Dark Adept J'Lek Arcanos
Tetrarch of the Ebon Cloak Phyle,
House Acclivis Draco of Clan Scholae Palatinae</p>
<p class="report">DA [J'Lek Arcanos](http://www.darkjedibrotherhood.org/dbjedi/dossier.asp?ID=61) (Krath)/[House Acclivis Draco](http://www.darkjedibrotherhood.org/dbjedi/ViewUnit.asp?ID=28) of [Clan Scholae Palatinae](http://www.darkjedibrotherhood.org/dbjedi/ViewUnit.asp?ID=10)</p>
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