Sith Ricen’s Shadow Armada™ “In the galaxy’s blackest void, hunger is the greatest weapon.” 🌌⚔️
Enter the Shadow Armada™—Sith Ricen’s fleet of bio-dark freighters gliding silent through star-smoke. These starhulls are coated in living obsidian, moving like panthers between dying suns. On deck, crimson-veined banners whisper Sith scripture; in the hold, carcinogenic spores pulse with hunger.
Armada Highlights
Gate of Echoing Whispers™: where Ricen’s voice warps your soul, planting ancient covenants™.
Farming Rings of Vorasia™: fields of black crystal where spine-drillers cultivate the galaxy’s last sustenance: soul-sap.
Oblivion Dockyards™: automated guillotines process traitors into fuel pellets for the freighters.
Each vessel bristles with ionic cannons—“Ricen’s Retribution”—and carries an elite cadre of Hollow Paladins™ who feed on fear. Crewmembers breathe through rebreather masks tinted red, so their eyes glow like dying embers. Their cargo? The living—harvested, titrated, and sold to the highest tyrant.
The Shadow Armada™ isn’t a trade convoy—it’s a cosmic predator, shipping despair to every system in range. And once it passes overhead, empty worlds howl in the dark…because hunger is a void you can’t refill.