Azar normally kept to himself and tried to fly as under the radar as possible. Apparently that got people promoted and shoved into the limelight, and he was left with more responsibility than he bargained for. Today he was stuck cleaning up another Sith’s mess. The other working with him was a pureblood. Since when were so many of his brethren wandering around the galaxy? He despised it, almost wishing they would stay in their little corner of the galaxy and kill one another.
He was here to negotiate with the Zygerrian Prime Minister, but he arrived to complete chaos. Apparently the nonsense the other Sith pulled set off a massive revolution and the leadership was sheltering in place in the palace. It was a wonder Jedi hadn’t arrived to save the day just yet and hit the nail on the coffin. From his vantage point overlooking the main city square, he could already see explosions and smoke.
Azar had obtained a ‘chrono’ and he checked it. If the acolyte was late, he was going to find some excuse to feed him to the escaped slaves.
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