Sith Sleeping Quarters

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These are the sleeping quarters of the majority of the Sith. They consist of small, individual, one person rooms that the Sith may stay in. The Force-Sensitives have better rooms than the normal soldiers, but overall they're not as elegant as the Master[and above]'s chambers. These are located at the bottom of the temple, near the back of it.  

[Azeiel The Risen]

Anya (Darth Nihl)
Sith Master ۞ Infiltrator ۞ Assassin ۞
Credits:0740 ۞ Energy : 375

The glowing red light from the four large holocrons that stood in each corner of the room bathed the wide room in crimson light. No natural light ever reached her room and it was preferred that way. Small glyphs colored the rest of the room along the base of the wall and the top of the wall all the way around the room as a lone figure slept in what could only be described as a bed fit for a queen, a very dark, sadistic queen. The large bed held four posts on each corner from which blood red satin draped forming a rather dramatic look to the whole room. With the exception of the the sunken meditation circle in the center of the room and the large dresser and work-desk the room was bare. Darth Nihl awoke slowly as she swung her self off her bed. She hated waking up. It was peaceful when she was asleep and deep down far deeper than anyone would ever reach she wanted peace. But as she dressed in her rather revealing attire and strapped her lightsabers to her hips as she slid her thin shapely legs into her boots she smiled. She was a sith master and an assassin yet she still had a soft spot for boots. She made her way over to the desk and reached for her brush. It was a made of a solid chunk of kryat dragon bone. It was a gift from Darth Orion. As she brushed her hair she wondered what exactly he was to her. The two had come close over the past five years but it was still far to early for her to use her final card. That was if she did want to use it. How could she. She smiled a bit scheming always did cheer her up and she set the brush down with a nod in the mirror as she pulled her leather cloak over her body and headed out of her room. Just as she reached the door it slid open without a sound to reveal the two guards that normally stood there. She had ordered their tongues cut out to prevent them from telling anyone anything they might overhear in her room. The two fell in step behind her as the methodical tapping of her boots filled the hallway. She was headed towards the training area as it was time for her morning meditations.