Malus was intrigued to here that he had been called to Kalee to lay waste to a petty band of pirates. They were the real scum of the galaxy- arguably worse than the Zaa Fenn Crime Family. Anyone who told you there was honor amongst thieves was trying to sell you something. Pirates have loyalty to no one but their own desire. They do not serve a higher purpose as the Keshir Deathsworn did- like the Sith Empire did. Pirates idolized themselves, and that mindset only created problems where there was no need to create problems.
The Keshir I began descending through Kalee's atmosphere, onboard were two others who called themselves Sith. Malus would have to see about that. The first was a native Kaleesh who made her way through basic training due to her brute strength and overly aggressive tactics. Today she would learn restraint. The Dark Side was powerful, but being able to bridle the beast and ride it made you unstoppable.
The second was just another human. Probably one of the youngest Acolytes Malus had come across. She would hopefully learn a great deal today, and if not, she would perish. The Sith did not have room for overconfidence and tactless assaults. However, rumor had it that she killed her own father for giving her the scars on her face. Maybe she would prove to be an avid warrior.
"The landing one, we are approaching." He informed the acolytes. "HMMmmmmm, quietly we shall proceed."
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