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The transmission started, revealing Governor Sibyl Lassiter seated behind the table of her office in the Capital city of Cormond. She was dressed in a black dress, bought only to be used at this moment. Its color was typically used to show grief in her homeworld. Her expression showed sadness...

Sibyl was relaxing at her pool when Dongwa arrived, screaming about a message that she had received. The Governor was suddenly hit by a wave of deja vu, having the impression that such a scene had already happened. When she saw that the message was from Claudias (@Tom), the woman rolled her...

Sibyl hid her desire to grimace when she saw Clove get her lips dirty with one of the hors d'oeuvres. In her opinion, even a Kowakian monkey-lizard would have better etiquette than the girl sitting in front of her. Did she grow up in a pigsty? Were her parents Gamorrean pigs? At least the...

When she saw Clove asking for the bottle of Annfyn wine, Sibyl raised an eyebrow. None of her guests ever wanted to drink that thing. That bottle in particular had been in her family since a diplomat of Annwfyn had visited her grandfather and gave it as a gift. At the time it already had 300...

”I’m grateful to hear that. The Galaxy needs more people like you, with golden hearts.” Sibyl said, while controlling herself to not vomit. Clove’s sweetness was starting to make her sick, to the point of thinking that he should avoid the dessert today. The Governor would become diabetic if she...

In the end Sibyl was right, Clove had waited for her order to sit. In the end the half-Annfyn gave the Brentaalan the impression that she was really an obedient girl, who needed to have others saying what she needed to do. While dealing with this type of person was good, because it allowed the...

Sibyl watched with impatience the exchange between the Sith representatives and those supporting the Jedi. She was grateful for not being involved with all this loss of time. The Brentaalan had no love for any of the two groups and would have hoped for them to explode together in some cataclysm...

When Clove started to talk, Sibyl immediately regretted having invited her. The sweet voice was annoying and something that the Brentaalan could have lived without hearing. At least it didn’t damage her ears like the one that came out of Senator Hergalor’s translator machine. The voice wasn’t...

As soon as Clove touched the wood of the door, it opened. The half-Annfyn would be able to see the rich foyer of Sibyl’s mansion.The chandelier was made of crystals from Christophsis, while the marble came from Jelucan. Nothing less than the best should exist here, after all the Governor wanted...

While she walked toward her pod in the Senate building of Coruscant, Sibyl contemplated how strange it was for her to be back at this place. The Brentaalan never thought that she was going to return after Brentaal had decided to join the ISC. She had so many memories about her time working here...

Sibyl wanted to roll her eyes. Even after they had basically settled everything, Lantu still continued to be annoying. She wondered if the Selkath would ever be certain of something. So far he only seemed to be running in circles. In this case, swimming in circles. In the end Ryssa made an...

When Lantu didn’t give them a direct answer, Sibyl wanted to jump over the table and strangle the sentient fish. He was being more stubborn and stupid than Claudias Tannaras. Perhaps coming here was a waste of her precious time, since the creature didn’t seem interested in what they were...

At this point, Landu’s stubbornness was beyond annoying. Sibyl wanted to strangle him and throw the fish in the sea. Perhaps this way he would be more useful as food for the sea creatures than being a politician. Because his lack of vision was going to cost Manaan any chance of it becoming...

It was a pleasant day in Brentaal. Being her free day, Sibyl had decided to have a small walk in her garden. There she could not only appreciate the day, but also how her family's money was capable to turn this part of the arid landscape into a green paradise. Her peace was disturbed by the...

Once again Sibyl needed to control herself to not roll her eyes. The Selkath was starting to get on her nerves. His apparent arrogance and blind faith in the wealth of Manaan was stupid. She wondered if he thought that the two Governors were idiots and didn’t know about the recent news about...

Sibyl noticed how Lantu became more interested when she mentioned the possibility of making a bacta-kolto product. She knew very well that the Selkath was aware of the limitations of the kolto and the opportunity of working with Thyferra would be excellent for their economy, and to give Manaan...

Sibyl fought the desire to not roll her eyes at the fish’s answer. Nowadays, barely any planet uses kolto. Since the bacta was first made during the time of High Republic and was proved to be superior to kolto, Manaan’s exportation of this substance declined greatly. The Governor still wondered...

”I’m happy to hear that your trip happened well.” to be honest, Sibyl didn’t care. The Brentaalan was only saying that because she wanted to maintain a good image with a fellow governor. The Twi’lek could have collided against an asteroid or ended up leaving hyperspace inside a star. Perhaps it...

While the blue ocean that covered Manaan’s surface made the planet look like a sapphire from space, Sibyl wasn’t very happy to be here. The sight could be beautiful, but the entire place smelled like rotten fish. Even its inhabitants, the Selkath, smelled this way. When the ship that she had...

From all that could happen during this session, Sibyl didn’t expect that she would see the Senator of Coruscant not only going against a decision of the Chancellor, but also proposing a modification that would weaken the position of the New Republic. Perhaps the Republic wasn’t so united as...