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The chambers of House Thul rang with the sound of cheerful laughter. The air was bright and merry as all conflicts of the crown faded into the background with the holiday season. Normally, Sith didn’t attend any kind of celebrations, but Darth Seyje thought her and her crew deserved a break from defending the Empire; they had earned it. Alderaan remained a neutral planet torn by its own civil affairs, but there were supporters of the Empire here and its mixed climate seemed fitting for the day. The slender female Sith stood alone, leaning against a doorway with a glass of red wine in her hand, away from the large crowds and chatter. It

After a tediously long day of preparing the ship for departure, Feroxa and her crew set course for the shallow, gang infested planet of Nar Shaddaa, where Feroxa would receive further instructions from her master, Darth Baras. They had been traveling for several hours, well into the night, when Feroxa grew restless and retreated to the cockpit. In an effort to make herself more comfortable, she laid on a chair in lower section of the cockpit with her legs flailed over the left armrest, relaxing her head on the headrest's cushion. She began twirling Overseer Tremel's ring that she now wore on her right hand through and around her fingers, obse