Post by Darth Niamh on Apr 29, 2016 1:37:04 GMT
The sleeping quarters Vaeros had been assigned until permanent chambers could be organized were small, but comfortable. Within the Sith Temple itself, they placed the new apprentice within easy reach of nearly anything he could need at this stage of his development. Training supplies, the history of the order, a quiet (if not necessarily calm) environment to meditate; things that would help the aspirant develop. It was also one of the most secure places on New Bethrezen, as besides being a structure that was vital to the New Sith Brotherhood (and thus, the Obsidian Union), the beings who dwelt within were either Sith or those who worked closely with Sith, practically guaranteeing that anyone who attempted to enter with ill intent would be walking into the center of some of the most dangerous beings in the galaxy. A problem here would almost dispose of itself.
It also had its drawbacks, however. The temple seemed to be, by mechanical design or the Dark Side presence of such a place, the only location on New Bethrezen that never received any artificial sunlight. This left the temple shrouded it in perpetual night, or a dim, overcast dusk at the very brightest. This meant that the temple was a foreboding sight at the best of times and left plenty of places to hid for those who wished to remain unseen, and from a more mundane perspective also made it difficult to gauge time based upon the lighting outside. As such, it was only by the electronic display on the room's chronometer that Vaeros Kasto knew it was early morning when the sound of gentle knocking on his doors roused him from his sleep.
It also had its drawbacks, however. The temple seemed to be, by mechanical design or the Dark Side presence of such a place, the only location on New Bethrezen that never received any artificial sunlight. This left the temple shrouded it in perpetual night, or a dim, overcast dusk at the very brightest. This meant that the temple was a foreboding sight at the best of times and left plenty of places to hid for those who wished to remain unseen, and from a more mundane perspective also made it difficult to gauge time based upon the lighting outside. As such, it was only by the electronic display on the room's chronometer that Vaeros Kasto knew it was early morning when the sound of gentle knocking on his doors roused him from his sleep.