He has a trial for you.

His sinister face warps into an awkward smile as he looks you over once again. He spares no smile for Eskella, which you find strange for she is obviously a powerful and successful Sith. Not to mention extremely attractive.

He speaks as you enter. “Good, Kythos you have arrived, and you seem to be in one piece. Tell me, how do you like your new blade?” You find it odd he doesn’t even greet Eskella but you answer the question. No need to be rude, not yet anyway. “It kills slugs just fine, thank you.”

He smirks, you wonder if he found your comment humorous or he admires your confidence. You look to Eskella hoping she is amused but you are surprised to see that she is angered by the topic.

“What are you doing, father? I only just got my war blade, and I’ve been here six months.” Eskella protests obviously jealous, Overseer Tremel sighs and looks to his daughter for the first time. You are stunned she is his daughter! You study both faces as they talk. He is so frightfully unattractive and she so fiery and sexy. But now you see it, the eyes they have the same dark fire and the quiver of the lips when displeased. He snaps back to her as if he speaks to an errant child. “I have my reasons, Eskella. And you will not breath a word of this to anyone do you hear?”

Eskella the fiery powerful Sith goddess that teased you in the hall is transformed before your eyes into a sad submissive creature. She lowers her head and avoids your eye. “Yes, Yes Father.”

As soon as his anger appeared it once again disappears and Tremel is back to business as he turns his attention back to you. “Kythos this is Eskella, my daughter. She is one of the advanced students here. On her way to becoming Sith. If she minds herself.” He glances a cautionary gaze to his daughter who laps at his every word, overjoyed by his half compliment. There she is again you think as she holds your gaze once more. The sexy powerful Sith goddess is back, yet you feel sorry for her. She hangs to strongly to the word of her father, but you will not make the same mistake. There are much bigger fish in this academy.

Eskella speaks again responding to her father, you see her anger but she does well to stay collected. “I'll keep quiet about your new charge, Father. But I won't be there if whatever your planning blows up in your face.” You liked that, Eskella is her own woman. He may be her father but you feel that her **** sensitivity far outweighs his, and yours practically eclipses both. You smile to her hoping to display your approval but if she notices she gives no indication.

Overseer Tremel raises an eyebrow then smirks as he looks to you. Then turns back to address his daughter. “Don’t be sore because I’m keeping secrets.” Eskella doesn’t grace the comment with a response and crosses her arms frowning as she looks to you. You can’t help but notice her breasts heave as they are squished together between her arms. She sees your eyes and gives the very slightest of smirks, seems at least your still on the same side. Or at the very least she still wants your cock. Overseer Tremel continues apparently unaware of the chemistry between you. Looks like his daughter is his blind spot.

“Now we must be swift if Vemrin is to learn of your existence…” you cut him off.

“I’m afraid the beast has already struck.” Eskella portrays the smallest amusement to your dramatic interdiction. Overseer Tremel is quick to respond. He has a fast mind; it must be the reason a man with low **** sensitivity has risen so high. “Did he make his move so soon?”

“Nothing I couldn’t handle. Just threats.” You reply confidently.

“If he didn’t attack. He must not fully comprehend the threat you represent. Good, good.” He is animated, the thoughts of possible moves playing quickly in his head. “Still I had hoped we would have more time. Vemrin is not the type to sniff around for too long before trying to take a bite.” He now begins to pace and explains his thinking, you see Eskella sigh slightly. “In a drive for sheer numbers, the criteria for Academy admittance has been relaxed. Now anyone with **** sensitivity is allowed entrance. Vemrin is mixed blood. The invisible rot eating at the foundation of our empire. He must not be allowed to advance.” He spits these words with real venom and closes his fist before you as if crushing his enemies.

“Why should I care about pure or mixed blood. My pure blood won't stop his fists or deflect his war blade. Whats your point.”

“You're missing the point. You talk as if purity is a bad thing. It’s the Sith way. Only the best only the purest, should be good enough.” He sneers as if looking down on his enemies then looks on his daughter. She wavers under his gaze and you have the desire to behead him on the spot.

You rage inside and glair at Tremel as he seems not to notice. So little half sensitive runts like Tremel are pure, you think to yourself. Sith respect power, the origin should be of no concern, but there is no need to begin a political argument so you say nothing. Tremel continues, his passions stoked by the possibility of your success.

“Unfortunately, Vermin’s caught the eye of Darth Baras, one of the most influential Sith lords. He is being groomed to be Baras’s new apprentice. And as Darth Baras’s apprentice, the power at Vemrin’s fingertips will be considerable. Therefore, you must proceed to your next trial immediately. I want you to interrogate three prisoners in the academy jails and decide their fates. Speak to head jailer Knash he will direct you. The decisions you make will be scrutinised, so let your passions guide your judgments. Eskella will guide you to the jails and make sure you return when the task is completed.” With that he waves you away and following Eskella you leave the room.