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Theme Saorise Dalaigh. That’s what the family documents still read. Though so many of those assets had been lost to the Mandalorians after their invasion. What was left of her family home at this point, the true start of her life, was gone. A childhood of training brought home to roost to a...

Inheris watched from a distance the funeral for Victress. She still remembered their first meeting, how long ago now, in the fires of Hutta, some duel where Victress, though that wasn't her name yet, managed to push her back. And for what? Inheris asked herself now. The Civil War, those...

It would be the first time any member of the Sith Order had publically seen her in a long, long time. With wave after wave of revelation and reorganization that had met the Sith in recent times she had remained consciously on the back end of it all, scrambling to hold whatever she could together...

As the pillar began to fall she watched as the Pureblood's hand filled with flame that quickly shot toward her. Yes her pillar gambit had been thwarted, but it meant she'd expended little force energy in the long run, not begun to tire herself. And the pillar would still fall, her cut had done...

The feint voices of the other combatants didn't draw Inheris's attention away from the evidently powerful figure before her. The Pureblood perhaps had once been an Imperial, she would have been surprised to find a Sith who hadn't been. But where they had been and done, what led them away, she...

As figures drew in on all sides, Inheris breathed in deep. Mandalore was not typically a place where such meetings occurred, but with the galaxy in such a state, she shouldn't have been surprised that such a thing was happening. Glancing about the courtyard, she saw, and felt the presence of...

Inheris breathed in deep. The air of Mandalore was scorched, Ash wafting through the air, carried by winds that blew only because of bombing runs that has wracked the planets major cities. It had been the largest and most decisive deployment of the Sith military in recent history, and as head of...

Inheris had to smile as a buzzing young waitress darted past her with a tray of what looked to be a surprisingly high quality bottle, brushing against her as she poured out glasses of the liquor to each, keeping her eyes low in the presence of all. Tagus had indeed surprised her, and that wasn't...

A slip of the tongue and a firm grasp, that's all it took to secure what you really wanted in this galaxy. Whether Toby and Les were what she 'really wanted' was beside the point, they were certainly what the Empire needed, and it seemed on their end it had worked. While she worried that she...

Their point, it seemed, had been made. Inheris looked back of to the slavers, slack jawed and bug eyed, what they'd even taken in from the conversation was uncertain. Hopefully hey had at least followed the gist of it. It would make the two Sith Lords jobs much easier here today, and by the...

Gyrop slithered in behind the curtain and joined the negotiations. The hulking, sweaty worm wasn't exactly a pleasant addition, but their eccentricities at least made an already absurd scenario even sillier. Perhaps there was some enjoyment to be taken in that, even as both she and Tagus found...

If Inheris could have rolled her eyes she might have, but even as thick as they seemed they'd pick up on that. Still, perhaps it didn't take brains to keep others in line, "Of course not, I'm sure you'd see through it even if I tried" she replied to the tall one "one with a reputation like...

The worksite was hardly anything to enjoy experiencing, and Inheirs certainly didn't. The dirt, the steel, the bark of the taskmasters. It didn't exactly make her wish to spend time here. Still, their task was clear, and mercifully easy. Inspect the goods, and get out. A task that anyone could...

The debris floated in the space above Centares, the light catching its sides and illuminating it so its shapes seemed grander, softer, than they had done in life, hanging in the starlight. It was a sight that filled her with a quiet sense of satisfaction, after the hectic mess of the battle...

Watching Tagus closely as he detailed the situation once more only solidified in her mind the possibilities for how the day would run. Tagus's own plans would work if they became necessary, she had no doubt of that. But risks presented themselves in violence, especially when used in scenarios...

As Mid's ion blast hit the Overhead the things electrics suddenly ceased, if one looked closely you could see the lights inside shut off in an instant. Whether it had a backup generator, it wouldn't matter now, because that was just the opening she needed. Her underslung cannon roared to life...

It had been a favourite of Varyn Rasks, so she understood. Quiet, verdant, and away from the noise of the Empire, it was near paradise, a place the former Emperor could have escaped to when he needed a clear mind. Now that he was gone, things were slightly different. While still controlled...

Now why would any expert hide themselves away out here? She wasn’t even sure of the name of the port, a Mos of some sort apparently, at the bottom end of Galactic nowhere. Well, it was true, the kind of people they needed were an unscrupulous sort, and where else would one hide a lack of...

She hated to admit it, but the Sith was right. She was diving in head first into waters far deeper than she could deal with. The campaign had taken her far, the push forward so strong, perhaps it had filled her with a false confidence, an ego. And as such it had no place, even if she wanted to...

"Good. More friends" Saorise replied sarcastically over the comms as she watched the damn Galleon beam into real space nearby. It made sense, they had to have something with a little more firepower stored away to do the kind of operations they did. And if their turf was being attacked...