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House Dorimad Sol Quaestor Report

_March 18th, 2008 _

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<font color="#808080"><b><font size="“-1”"> House Dorimad Sol, </font></b>

_ The soft burning glow of the Quaestor’s lightsaber was the only light in the room. Other than the soft orange dimly lighting the room, Occasus preferred to practice in the dark. The light was dizzying as it flickered against the drab stone walls of the Training room. A small group had gathered to watch their Quaestor as he continued the upkeep his saber discipline. He had been at it for nearly three hours, stopping every half an hour or so to send another line of outrageously priced spice careening up into his nose. He was aware of the growing interest in his practice, but did not pause to recognize the presence of the crowd.

The journeymen who watched in admiration of his daily training routine were mesmerized by the decisiveness of his motions. It was as if he had set out the routine in his mind as if it were a choreographed dance. Every single swing of his blade was perfectly timed to the thumping of the tribal music he had playing over the loudspeakers.

Melvin, the only Guardian of the House, leaned over to the XO of Banshee Brigade whispered. “Ey Tash…Does he ever fight anyone? Or does he just wave that lightsaber around for hours and call it training?”

“Never seen him duel anyone since I’ve joined…I’m beginning to think that he doesn’t know how.” Tash remarked.

Robin Hawk turned up her nose to the gossiping members of Banshee Brigade, holding her tongue. Noting the irreverence on the face of the other Jedi Hunters, Korvyn stepped forward. He called across the darkened room to the Quaestor.

“Thran. I challenge you to a duel.” The Battleteam leader said, posturing himself to appear large.

Occasus said nothing as Korvyn stepped into the center of the room and brought his newly acquired weapon to life. The Obelisk Sargent held his weapon high, ready to strike. The fight was over before it began. With one lunge, Korvyn’s weapon fell to the ground along with the hand that clutched it. Occasus lifted his weapon over his head to deliver the final coup de grace when he was interrupted.

“Quaestor Occasus?! What in Darth’s dark diapers are you doing?” Called the recently arrived Proconsul.

Thran looked up from the whimpering Battleteam leader to the irate Proconsul.

“Nothing, Lucien. Just…Nothing.” Thran said before gathering his things together.

“I want to see you in your office in exactly 2 minutes, Quaestor. Your conduct here has been noted.” Lucien said scolding the Bakuran.

As the pair marched off, the group of journeymen jeered at Thran as he was dragged off for continued scolding. Someone was in for a real lashing of tongues…

To Be Continued…_

<font color="#F62817"> <b>NEWS</b></font>

<font color="#808080">Ladies and Gentlemen, I welcome you to the 8th wonder of the world...

<b>Props:</b> Props for this week go to Korvyn for his promotion to JH and continued vigilance as BTL of Banshee Brigade. Congratulations Korv, keep up the great work!

<b>Important Notices: </b> Kraval stepped down from the MAA position on the Dark Council. Thanks to Kraval for his hard work! MAA is now open to applications.

The IGs are coming up in April…Get pumped for them! CSP IS #1!!!!

<b> The Chain of Command: </b> apparently there are some issues with people in the house overstepping the people that are supposed to be in charge. For the sake of organization and for the sake of having fully informed Summit members, you guys have to be sure to follow the chain of command. If you are a Battleteam member…You MUST talk to your BTL before you start doing anything for the battleteams.

<b> The Castle of Dorimad Sol: </b> I don’t even know where to begin…I hate this project with a great great passion. I got the basic design down, but it is gonna be some time before this whole thing is completed. I am kinda anal retentive about what I put out for you guys…so Expect nothing less than the greatest castle ever built!

<b> Battleteams: </b> Battleteams just picked up a new Roles document, which I pioneered under Braecen a long time ago. Basically, this document gives the members of the battleteams a role to fill within their fictional military unit. Jobs range from Sniper, Commando, Medic, Communications, to XO and Commanding officer! It’s a neat addition to the BT system and should be useful for fictions and junk like that.

<b> Your ideas: </b> I like hearing what you guys have to say! It lets me know that you are active in what is going on around the house. However…If you have an idea you would like to see implemented within Dorimad Sol, PLEEEEEASE…Send me an email. Don’t catch me on IRC and blabber about what you were thinking because frankly I won’t remember what you said.

<b> My ideas for the House: </b> I’ve got a few things rumbling around up there, but I haven’t settled on any yet.

<b> The Menagerie: </b> Ok…so I have been working on this for some time now and have had all sorts of green lights…Until out of nowhere I got a stoplight from Muz. Normally I would run the red light, but he is a DJM, thus he has Force Lightning. Needless to say, It made me reconsider. So I don’t really know what is going to happen in that department until things have settled in on the Brotherhood level. Lots of changes are coming, so…I don’t know what to expect really.

<b>Competitions</b>:

<b>CSP</b>

Ward of the South Trivia

Force Slurpees

Repercussions of War

<b>HDS</b>:

Spoils of War

SBL Thran Occasus (Sith)/QUA /Dorimad Sol of Scholae Palatinae [ACC: CL:3]

GC-PoDP / SC-SoF / AC-ToDS / DC-SiP / GN / SN / BN / Cr-4A-6S-10E-5T-3Q / CF-GF / SI / SoL-TC / LS-AuL / S:-5Al-3D-1Do-4Dk-8P

<b>Perfection is Dedication. Dedication is Dominance. Dominance is Dorimad Sol</b>

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