The Mausoleum of Exar Kun

Tarri sat in the center of the room, his robe, tore and covered in dust. His face had scratches along with that, as well as his arms and legs. He had crawled through most of the tomb, plunging his way deep into the center of the tomb, where Kun was said to be buried by the Jedi who rained down upon him with Fire and Laser. Somehow, he had managed to seal his spirit away somewhere, but his body had died here. Even the remaining Massassi had managed to construct a tomb, and bury their leader here. Tarri blew out a breath, the sarcophagus of the Sith Lord was open, the top of the coffin cracked in half, and resting on the concrete. What laid within was the mummified remains of Lord Kun, his arms crossed over his chest, and his hands seeming as if they were holding something. They were - And it sat in front of Tarri.

"And that is what they say, Lord Kun?"

"Yes... it really is that simple to control them, as well."

"So... defeat the Mandalore, and allow him to take charge of our military.... huh..."

Tarri spoke aloud, thoughtfully. It was a good idea, and something his Uncle had done earlier. He had defeated Mandalore the Indomitable, and instead of killing him, had him serve under him. This would work as a distraction for Seth, who would soon have his hands full with leading... if he would ever get off that stupid project of his, that was. Tarri bit back a curse, before looking back to the miniature image of Exar Kun - His Avatar - And again, posed another question.

"And what of my Master? How should he go about taking complete control?"

"....Simple."

The Avatar of Exar Kun smiled wanly, gazing into Tarri's amber eyes, a smile of evil protruding upon his features, before he finally spoke.

"Make him... Prove his power. Have him destroy the rest of this... 'So-called' council of his... and hurl the Capital ship of the former leader into the Sun."

"That seems overly simplistic, my Lord. Besides, we may need that Council to keep order.."

"No. Sith are drawn by power, and this Master you speak of is supposedly power. Allow his power to show, and the others will follow. Help him in no way, never make your presence known among the common soldiers. Be his shadow, but never deem yourself in the light. Once his power is asserted, rise up to become the leader of the Empire itself, while he rules the Council with his power."

"...I understand..."

Tarri reached out, and closed his eyes, the Holocron shutting down. He carefully placed it back into the coffin, and used the force to pull the lid over it. Some other Sith in a time long after may need Kun's guidance as well, and Tarri wouldn't deny them like he denied the learning's of Tulak Hord. Tarri turned, and sighed. Taking in a deep breath. He had learned much, not just about ruling an Empire, but about the force as well. Including a power.... But... that was something he needed to teach Seth, he lacked the raw force ability to use it like Exar Kun did. Tarri walked toward the exit, prepared to crawl out again, but this time, there was a smirk on his face, and a pip in his step. The Massassi, mutated former Sith, were now Seth and Tarri's to command, and the Mandalorians, would soon follow suite... It was time, for the Darkness... to fall.