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DarkHawk looked up from the battle coordinator, the holographic light bouncing off of his eyes. He had no reason to doubt the man's intel. He had connections all over the galaxy, after all. He'd needed them. But still, he had concerns.

"Athiss?" He watched Muz as he turned the datapad around, showing him what he had received. Sure enough, the signatures from the scan indicated a subterranean facility where there shouldn't have been one. The wisps of tunnels appeared near the southern edge of a mountain range, before coming to an abrupt halt. Was it a natural landslide that sealed off the tomb, or was it a seal from something bigger than they had thought. It didn't matter.

Locke leaned forward, neck craning as he looked at the datapad, then settling back and shooting a look at Sanguinius. Quentin smiled and nodded. The Krath were both more than ready for an archaeological excursion, and the Sentinel wouldn't mind an excursion anyway.

A durasteel finger reached down, pointing at a single name, the Lion's call to attention unavoidable.

Vodal Kressh.

The name seemed to bore into their eyes from the datapad. They all had read about the tomb of the alchemist in his studies. The last of the Great Rival's bloodline, a powerful Sith indeed. How he had likely been the best at the art, and how it had driven him mad enough to challenge the Sith Emperor of his day. And how, in his exile, his laboratory became his tomb. Even the rumored cultists and other traps wouldn't dissuade them from their prize. If there was anything left in that grave, it would be theirs.

Muz just nodded, black eyes glinting with the same holographic glow. It wouldn't be the first time that He had dragged them back to the scene of the crime. To the battle worlds of the Golden Era. But this one felt personal somehow.

DarkHawk slowly nodded back, watching his members quickly overtake the pirate's yacht on the coordinator.

"When they are done, we'll make our way." DarkHawk paused, his mind racing at the thought of it. To plant Sadow boots in the grave of their namesake’s greatest rival. DarkHawk looked up, smiling.

"For Sadow."

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Sadowans, here is a little adventure and mayhem that GM Keibatsu and I threw together for us to kick off the new year with. We introduce you to (CNS): Unrepentant Descendant. The event is live and waiting for all of us to dive in!

The Clan is in for a wild ride and it all starts here. It is time to protect what rightfully belongs to us and let nothing stand in our way when doing so. Things are already starting to get a bit crazy within the Orian system, and to add to the chaos, we are headed to Athiss. The event is filled with some great easy-peasy fun comps for you to dive into. Plus, if you been following along with the Sadowan Shenanagans RP on Discord, we have some unwanted deviants in the system that need to be dealt with accordingly. If you didn't know, now you know! And knowing is half the battle! Everyone has a chance to stretch our characters legs fictionally and further Clan adventures. Kick the new year off by kicking this event's bootie! Enjoy!

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