The Overseer waits

You enter the overseer's office and find him in deep conversation with an acolyte. The acolyte is a male human with a slim athletic build, black hair slicked back. You don’t recognise him. The overseer notes your entrance with a polite gesture, indicating for you to wait. You step to the side of the room and allow the conversation to finish. It is important to listen carefully, all information could be critical in the academy of killers.

“is this everything?” The overseer spits with venomous disappointment.

“Everything Lord Renning was able to obtain, yes.”

“Then run back to your master in the beast pens before I cut you in half.” The overseer's calm demeanour had made you relax and you hide your concern, as the conversation so easily escalated to murderous threats. The young acolyte presumably the apprentice of the unknown lord Renning makes a hasty retreat.

The overseer makes two quick actions on his desk data pad then indicates for you to approach. “Sorry to make you wait, acolyte. These interruptions are incredibly annoying.” He stands from his chair and moves around his ostentatious desk to face you. You tower above him as he continues to speak. “Onto the task at hand. Your test in the jails. First, the assassin, Solentz. She attempted to kill an Imperial spy but was unaware of her client's affiliation. You assigned her to imperial intelligence I commend you. That was quick thinking, never wast a potential resource.”

You give the overseer the smallest of smiles and think back to Solentz’s impressive figure. “It seemed a shame to waste such an asset Overseer, and I thank you for your approval.”

Overseer Tremel smiles Icily but you're sure he doesn’t comprehend your meaning. He continues his voice saturated with his constant mix of cool threat and menacing ambivalence. “What's more important is that Darth Baras would approve. Now, Devotek, the former warrior. He wanted combat, but you struck him down. Perfect. The man was utterly useless.”

The memory of that pathetic creature is a bad taste. “His connection to the **** was a waste of power, his weakness is a rot that would destroy the Sith.” Overseer Tremel nods enthusiastically. “Indeed only power is worthy of the ****. Once something is used up it should be eradicated! Lastly, the forger you sent back for more **** even though he seemed innocent. A strong decision. Leave no stone unturned?” The overseer looks to you expectantly. You wonder if he knows Darth Baras is involved in the setup. You keep your emotions under control thinking back to the night with Eskella. If overseer Tremel probes he will find nothing but a serine self-satisfaction. You respond carefully. “I pay attention to the detail. He is holding something back and even the smallest stone cast into a vast lake causes a ripple.”

The overseer nods and provides a slight smirk. “My goodness powerful and insightful, control your arrogance before you start inspiring jealousy.” Your grateful he doesn’t suspect a greater plot and his tone of cold threat continues. “Watch your place and you can rise far. Each time, each prisoner, you made the best possible decision. You may yet be able to challenge Vemrin for Darth Baras’s attention. To celebrate a small reward.” He has moved to the far side of his desk and slides a metallic chest towards you.

You step forwards and bow slightly with two hands placed on the box. “Thank you. I am most grateful Overseer.”

“Thank yourself, acolyte, its performances like this that might just beat the **** odds we are facing.” He sits back in his chair and frowns in concentration. “Because I **** you into the Academy ahead of schedule, Darth Baras will be predisposed to judge you severely. And by severely I mean fatally.” You manage to control your concern it seems the level of danger is even greater than you once expected. Although you imagine Vemrin will be let loose before Baras would strike himself. And you can take Vermin and his thug.

“Now we must hurry to your next trial. Every moment that passes we risk discovery before we are ready!” He moves to his control panel and taps up a holo map. It springs to blue illumination and floats slowly rotating above the desk. The lights automatically dim and the overseer under-lit by the blue light continues. “In the caverns of Marka Ragnos is the beast he left to guard his legacy. Go there, sit among the flames, and wait for the beast to come for you. Defeat the beast and bring proof of its ****.”

The overseer sinks his data with your own pad. You observe the stream of information now loaded onto your pad. “You may read the data stream in your own time. But remember our enemies are closing in. Act quickly and quietly, you have three days. Return to me when the task is complete good luck.”

With that, you are waved from the office. You stand stunned for a second you have a huge amount of information to process. Standing in the hall with the overseer's gift in your arms you then wonder what he has given you.