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It was Hallowe'en time across the galaxy and Corellia was certainly no place to be outdone by any other system's celebrations. Coronet city was abuzz with people coming from near and far, buildings bedecked in orange lights and a myriad of festive decorations. On this night of Samhain...

So much had changed. It was as if the entire galaxy looked and felt different from before. Spending time away from people was so against how he'd operated for a few years now that it made him incredibly uncomfortable. Despite that, combined with his sheer stubbornness not to sink into mindless...

On the planet colloquially called Junction a certain Queen of Dathomir and now Empress had formed the core of her operations and meetings. It wasn't much of a secret even if she'd tried. That kind of thing tended to spread around one way or another. Her goals were admirable and reasonable but...

It'd been a solid amount of time since Morgan had contacted Lorcan for any direct business of his. Generally speaking they maintained contact remotely and Lorcan did good work and got paid well in guns and money. The former Ranger really didn't ask for anything else other than the chance to...

It felt strange and, at the same time, quite comfortable to be where Morgan was at this moment. On a space station inside the Grand Casino, the sounds of live music, laughter, cries of despair, and the many different kinds of gambling going on filling the air. Part of it made him feel habitually...

As much as he hated the idea of going anywhere in the ISC at the moment for the simple fact it reminded him of things he'd rather not think of, Morgan was here on Thyferra. Aside from the fact it was the closest planet to Firrerre in ISC space it also had a warmer climate and an abundance of...

Morgan hadn't felt like he was entirely himself for some time. He meditated more and more frequently, trying his family's methods to figure out exactly the cause, but he always found a roadblock in his thinking after a certain point. It was like some poison had crept into his being. He hated...

D'ian, Corporate Sector It was a nice and sunny autumn day on D'ian, full of pleasant breezes and bustling people. Broadly speaking it was one of their newer acquisitions and came into use shortly after the rise Palpatine's Galactic Empire. Now it was yet another thriving trade planet that...

OOC: Open to Sith and reasonable affiliates It had been some time since Morgan had invited other members of the Sith Order out to relax and get together. The last time on Bespin had gone well and the Firrerreo didn't believe every gathering needed to be held in castles and dance halls. While...

The dreams of Morgan Drast had been less than peaceful as of late. Strange shapes moved in the corners of vision, sounds he didn't recognize overtaking conversation, and visions things he'd never seen flashing across scenes of mountain villas and fishing boats. It had been bothering him for...

Throughout the Sith territory, from the city towers of raining Drommund Kaas to the neglected slums of Taris, a message was sent out from the office Lord Stolas. It would reach beyond their territory to the greater holonet to commerce guilds, mercenary companies, and syndicates struggling under...

With very little warning, a certain Sith Marauder had received an invitation to the palace on Drommund Kaas. The reasons why were kept intentionally vague but whether or not Stolas had done that for a serious reason or to play one of his games was something he'd never tell. Instead there was the...

While Serenno was technically bound to the Sith, Morgan rather believed the prior arrangement had been bungled to a degree he couldn't sit still over. Between that and the remnants of the cult that no doubt were still hidden in the foulest corners of the planet he now believed it was time to...

It was the dead on night of Drommund Kaas and despite the late hour Darth Stolas was still hard at work. Keeping the large sector of space tip-top took a lot of attention and he was still shifting around officials, laws, and policies to keep things in order. Those who worked under him had...

Morgan was most fond of mercenaries, for the most part. Third party agents who accepted payment or favours to get things down outside his immediate sphere of influence or intel were immensely valuable, particularly those who had a reputation for effectiveness and follow through. Now Mandalorians...

While the planet Kalevala wasn't exactly a backwater, with it's relative wealth and fascinating history, the 'toxic desert' part was far from the Firrerreon's favourite. He supposed his own home wasn't ideal for the people of Kalevala either and silently rejoiced in the existence of high quality...

What he'd hoped would be just an ordinary outing had turned into a disaster. Spicy fumes and soups had made things a mess, Emryc said something that hurt Tiamat, and she'd left with a lie on her face and rolling off her tongue. What worried Morgan also had been the look on his boyfriend's face...

THEME OOC: Please allow time for opposition to join before joining in to keep things as reasonable as possible. It had been some time since the loss at Byblos. Morgan had lacked the authority to gather enough forces to properly engage the defending fleet, and his tactics were countered by the...

MUSIC There was a strange quiet that hung heavy in Morgan's Eriadu apartment. He sat curled up tight on the couch in the living room scrolling through a datapad, finger flicking over the screen to go from one thing to another. Some information about apartments or homes elsewhere, on Bespin...

A warning had been sent to the denizens of the galaxy, a message demanding a choice. Stolas had given a single ultimatum to the planets of the Free Worlds, sent out to both its citizens and its bumbling bureaucrats after the events on Denon. As always they responded sluggishly to such things...