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Korsak couldn't imagine Lady TiVarnus did anything without a higher purpose and at least two contingencies, so it didn't surprise him that she saw taking an active hand in rulership as another strategy to control Bakura. And he didn't believe for a second that this powerful Sith was, in fact...

Ah, Ontotho, not many planets in the galaxy could drudge up such a mixture of fascination, frustration, and utter exasperation in Korsak. Something about being forced to play a helpless weakling, repeatedly slaughtering curious natives, and watching a duel with Jedi devolve into irreversible...

Korsak hated politics with a passion he reserved for very few things in this galaxy. While subtle machinations and devious power plays were always a favorite of his, something about the noxious smell of oily sycophants and endless, dusty bureaucracy just made him nauseous. Lock the halls of...

There was some fire in this cultist, Korsak had to admit, not many people would egg on an execution, let alone with more hate in their hearts than fear. The masked cultist could be useful, but the others were merely dead weight in the Amaran's eyes, and he had no intention of carrying them...

Damn, he'd missed, he'd have to practice his deflections more to develop his accuracy. While it was still some (mild) relief that he'd disturbed Manuk's attackers, he would have been more satisfied with his own skills if he'd at least injured them. He scowled, gripping the hilt of his lightsaber...

Now, if Korsak had, say, recently taken a blow to the head, the guard's tactic of trying to bludgeon him to death with a lightsaber would have worked. But, Korsak had all of his faculties and enough sense to realize that his combination of small size and lack of expertise in Force Enhancement...

It was almost a shame that this was a close as these cultists would get to experiencing the full power of the Force, getting slaughtered to a man by their betters in this fetid locale. Perhaps Korsak at least would be able to salvage something of use from their crude altar or scribblings, as...

Korsak did not consider himself to be a sadist, but there was something deeply satisfying in watching one of his enemies go sprawling through the air, still crackling with arcs of his power. Electricity was still arcing through his fingers as he lowered his guard and began to steady his...

Korsak had to admit, the old man made something that (if you squinted your eyes and cocked your head) resembled sense. The Eternal had emerged too early, giving a chance for the Jedi and the Sector Rangers to begin organizing efforts against them. Rather than stepping into the galactic spotlight...

Korsak was having something of a day, as apparently his allies interpreted his plan to cut off the Jedi and prevent them from escaping as "smash more of this unique, ancient temple we're all standing in". Watching the beautifully carved doorway of the temple crumble into little more than a pile...

Korsak watched with futile rage as the Zeltron deflected his lightning away, leaving little more than wild trails of scorched stone between them. He was prepared to close the distance and unleash another storm of power when a massive slab of stone fell from the ceiling and landed between them...

Korsak watched the ragged band surround Alyse from the shadows, plotting where he would strike first when the fighting inevitably started. The cultists had gained something of a tactical advantage moving on Alyse as they had, but it left their leader more exposed in the rear, and if these...

Korsak had scrambled madly alongside BD and Kori to escape the rumbling ball, even resorting to dropping on all fours and running like a beast just to escape. Being a digitigrade species had some advantages, but even then he only narrowly avoided leaping into the common area before the ball...

Well at least Korsak could comfort himself with the knowledge that most of the cult's written lore would be safe from this attack, even if this did turn to blood. Speaking of which, Korsak noted the footfalls of another person just before the Assassin from Naboo stepped into the clearing...

Korsak tried to keep up a pleasant façade, but he was starting to sense heightened emotions and hostility on the floor above, it would seem his companions were trying to be diplomatic with the other Nykoria's friends, and neither side seemed happy about it. Korsak weighed his options, it was...