The Priestess of the Sith'ari(Sianna, Council, open)

[James Icarus]

James stood in front of his Council seat then said to his apprentice, Sianna through the Force...

Come to the Council chambers, Sianna. There is a request of your presence.

As he waited he then looked to his fellow members of the Council, "Seems we have another who rises to the rank of Master. She has well earned it."

Then, James walked down the steps of the Council dais down to the floor where the audience chamber was. The torches lit up his masked face as he kept his arms folded across his chest as was his usual. The Sith Master smirked while Sianna made her way there. To her it would come possibly as a surprise. To James however she earned the right to be among the other Sith Masters, and being the priestess of the Sith'ari on Dathomir she would be furthermore equal among James and the rest of her fellow Masters. Then, her training would further begin for she would learn what other abilities were in store.

[Sianna]

In her private chambers, Sianna relaxed as she knelt in the center of the etched ring of circles and other symbology on the stone floor. Pale hands atop her thighs, the Lordess then heard her master's voice in the ethereal cutting through as if he was in the room with her. Lids raised to reveal darkened, grey orbs which lightened to her signature silver as she released her hold on the Force's nature. Pushing herself up, the priestess moved to the armoire in the corner, opening the door and taking out her black robe and slipped it over her shoulders. Clasping either end to her thicker shirt, the Echani then removed the wrapped gift that she had gained during her trial, knowing that James had sent her to retrieve the holocron and even though she had gained the prize, he was going to be disappointed. A sense of trepidation that she wasn't totally successful, Sianna only hoped that one of those trained in Sith Alchemy would be able to realign the crystal within.

Closing the door again to the polished, wooden wardrobe, Sianna then moved to the door to her small apartment and stepped out into the main hall and began heading towards the council chambers. The quiet pounding of wood on stone as the door closed behind her, she mused on how to explain what she had encountered - pending he even asked, that is. Ignoring the servants and maintenance droids as she moved passed them, Sianna soon arrived at the tall double doors, their faces carved with scenes of victorious combat, and pushed them open.

Stepping into the wide chamber, Sianna moved in towards the center of the lane that led from the entrance to the raised platform where all the masters sat. Curtsying, the Echani bowed her head as both hands extended outwards, palms up. "May the Force serve you well, Masters." Rising again, she continued toward the tall male figure encapsulated in black who stood before the bottom stair and stopped within a few feet of James. Removing the pyramidal shaped object, it levitated out from her robe and towards him, remaining equidistant between student and master.

"I found this in the possession of an unworthy priest that had some knowledge of it's origins, but none on how to fix it. In their care, it's crystal has been misaligned," she explained, the dented metal frame easily seen as she turned the damaged side toward him. "However, none that knew that I had it are alive to inform the others of that clan."

[Rakai]

The cloaked and hooded Nagai clone entered the Council room, already having hidden his Force aura to become just a shadow within the room. It was not his day, but that of a comrade he had become interested in, so much that he would aid her in her trials ahead without question. The ferocity and cunning he had witnessed when they sought out the cult on Korriban alone was enough to impress Rakai.

Taking a dark spot in the room, to the side, as his own, the pearl skinned Sith removed his hood to reveal his identity to those who would look to the darkness, and see his yellow, red-rimmed eyes staring back. Sianna would definitely be a Sith to keep an eye on, for Rakai enjoyed seeing great things happen, and nothing but great things could be seen in the rising power that was Sianna!

[Dalethria Kasajian]

Watching the proceedings from her chair, Dalethria was pleasantly surprised that Sianna had not come empty handed. The offered gift hung between Sianna and Icarus, the priestess explaining how it had come into her possession. It was a testament to her abilities and continued success of being a strong presence as the priestess of this Empire.

She watched with great interest as to the discussion that the pair was having, quite relieved that her schedule could afford her to be present for the momentous occasion that would occur here this day.

[James Icarus]

James smirked upon seeing the holocron as Sianna explained where she'd gotten it, "Most impressive, Sianna. Where did this originate?"

He then pulled it with the Dark Side towards him as she showed him where it was misaligned and dented. The Sith Master was sure someone around here could fix it. Then he would find out what secrets were held within it. Once Sianna explained that the clan didn't know she had it and that they weren't alive to tell the others. That also made him grin.

Holding the holocron in his hands he then spoke aloud, "Very well done, Sianna. Your continued loyalty and results within this Empire have not gone unnoticed. Again, if Raien were here he'd be proud of you. But, since he's not here and cannot teach you anymore his opinions would be futile. But, as a recognition of your mission and your training of others within this Empire, you make the Sith stronger. As have your own abilities."

He then motioned for her to bow again although now she would become one of the Masters. Her dedication and perserverence through all of her struggles made her stronger. Thus, the Sith grew stronger in turn. James then took out his lightsaber holding the double bladed lightsaber on one end. Igniting it he then placed it above her left shoulder, then up and over to her right.

"Hence forth, you are no longer a Sith Lordess. You are now granted the rank of Sith Master, Sianna. Rise and take your place among the rest as one of us. You've earned it, my apprentice." James said with a smirk, then disengaging his blade placing it onto his belt where it once was.

[Sianna]

His initial question prompted the information that the Echani had gained during her trip home, using Farseeing. Something that she had always been in love with, the history and origins of a relic such as this. "Using the Force, my insights showed me that it had been used by a high ranking noble during the time of a famous king and queen that ruled Onderon, ages ago. I never got his name, I'm sure you'll learn all that, master, once this is repaired." Though she would have loved to have studied at the feet of the master that had created and then imbued this holocron with his own essence, such was not to be.

James motioned to the floor and Sianna went to a knee without hesitation, then heard the snap-hiss of his blade. Keeping her senses open, the priestess then heard the words that she had longed to hear, a smile arcing on her pale features now illuminated in a reddish hue. Rising, silver orbs returned to her master's white mask and she nodded her head respectfully to him.

"It's my vow to continue to seek knowledge and power to ensure that the Empire never falters, but continues to grow."

[Razielle Van-Derveld]

OOC - Sorry I'm late for your party, sweetie!

From their first meeting, Razielle had seen the potential within Sianna to achieve much, including the rank that was being rightfully bestowed upon her. Without her much of the work that the Sith Empire had accomplished, on Dathomir, on Korriban and on their homeworld of Munto Cordu would not have been possible. She was the premier go-to source for the history of the rise and fall of the Sith Empire over epochs. That Razielle had had a hand in shaping her training gave her a sort of personal pride this day as well.

The fact that it had been insinuated that she was trying to dethrone Razielle and Jezebella on their homeworld of Dathomir had sounded like a petty conspiracy from the onset. Razielle had no true cause to distrust the Echani Priestess in truth, but there remained the question of - who she should mistrust on her on land.

"Congratulations, Master Sianna. May the Force serve you well." Razielle spoke meaningfully from her throne.

[Baska Tankreyd]

Standing behind her wife's seat, Baska Tankreyd watched the proceedings with great interest. She wasn't familiar with the Echani but had certainly heard of her valor over the years spent in the Sith Empire. Watching her raise to the highest rank seemed like a fitting honor.

She hoped to get to know the newly appointed Master in the future. Her blue eyes still upon her, she bowed her head in her direction. "Congratulations, Master Sianna." She offered concisely and respectfully.

[Rakai]

Moving up to the newly dubbed Sith Master, offering his openned gauntleted hand to take hers, which he would bring to his forehead as a salute and sign of respect. His clawed fingers had a delicate grip, for Rakai was a surgeon with them, only cutting what he wantes cut.

"Congratulations, Master Sianna! As always, I, your humble ally, will be there for anything you need."

Stepping away, and offering hr a deep gentlemanly bow, the Nagai clone stepped back to allow others to join in her accomplishment.