Maul.

𝘿𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙙, 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣.. 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙝 𝙈𝙖𝙪𝙡. 𝙎𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝘿𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙧. • Literate. • Era flexible. • DMs open for plotting. • Mature themes / MDNI. • #SWRP #ScifiRP #MVRP

"And what, pray tell.. brings you into my presence?"

"I may have a need for more spies.."

Maul is biding his time like the Sith Lord he is. Eventually another opportunity or weakness of his will present itself to him, and when it does.. he will be ready.

"The dark side has never been stronger.."

Hope is for the incompetent. At this rate Maul will crush whatever hopes he has left, and finally open his eyes to the cruel reality they live in. His foolish Jedi resolves will be nonexistent once his plans come to fruition.

What does he hope to gain, other than more feelings of misery caused by the unbalanced state of the wider galaxy? The Force will grant him no relief, especially with his old nemesis still rampaging about..

How dull.. Running his criminal empire has become a lot less challenging as of late. He misses the days of Jedi opposition. Now.. there are mostly imperial pawns for him to maneuver his way around, since his former Master no longer seems interested in dealing with him himself.

"Jedi.."

He is on the reader's trail.

They will serve his plans well.

His forces have been maneuvering their way closer and closer towards the core systems. Seizing control of specific worlds which they can hold, and pillaging what worlds they can't. Maul is getting bold.

"Oh.. That would be something far more sinister, girl."

"Did you not hear me? In this galaxy there is no such thing."

"And now you see.. There is no justice."

"Fear rules the galaxy now. As my master always intended.."