From Ryloth to the Stars

My tale begins on Ryloth, home of the Twi’leks. An unremarkable child, I was following in my mother’s footsteps by going into the temple and becoming a priestess. It was enjoyable work, and I still offer my services as a priestess today for those who ask or are in need, but fate had other ideas. Life suddenly became… turbulent, shall we say. Via my father’s life of gambling, I ended up a slave to pay back his debts, but those stories are for another time. While a slave, my force abilities made a showing, and as per Imperial law, I was sent to the Academy. Upon completion of my training, I was selected by a very paranoid Sith Lord named Tahkal; he was killed by an assassin who I chased till they entered the temple. Not wanting to enter because of the rumours, I sat waiting, not having much else to do, with my Master dead, I was most likely next. Lord Nisera from the Coalition found me and recruited me.

My time with the Coalition was very different from what I had known before; rules were different, people were far from typical, while there were your extreme Sith views, it was mixed with other views, some even from the Jedi, as we had former Jedi in our ranks. Despite having to have another Master and go through training once more, my time was mostly spent in the Archives. Missions rolled on and more acolytes came, pretty soon I was a Lord and choosing my own Apprentice, a harrowing experience but as time moved on so did my rank in the Coalition as well as my prestige. I was not expecting to be sitting on the Council one day, but here I am, the Archives are also in my care and are my pride and joy. In my time I have seen many new recruits and have put most through our blooding ceremony; perhaps one day you too will stand in front of me on our grounds in your own ceremony.