Wash It All Away

Darth Inheris

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Saorise Dalaigh.

That’s what the family documents still read. Though so many of those assets had been lost to the Mandalorians after their invasion. What was left of her family home at this point, the true start of her life, was gone. A childhood of training brought home to roost to a father who didn’t realise the impact such a decision would have. One that ended his life in a fit of hate, of anguish. Were he only not blind to the force, perhaps he could have saved himself in that moment. Instead she saved herself, and only her. That instant had seen the end of the Dalaigh line, and the start of her own beckoning, bright future as someone new.

Saorise Kallig.

That one had been a harder woman, one who took failure in her stride and channeled it into a power base that put her amongst the upper echelons of the Empire. An Empire that now had been run under the sands, back to the long red lands of the Sith homeworlds. She didn’t know yet they’d be lands she’d barely stand upon. At that point they were still in the hands of the Old Empire, in that damned civil war that, looking back, cost them everything. Such was the way of the Sith, perhaps. And the little cabal of the Venatori she’d fought for in those former days. It felt like they’d done some good in that time, she had to tell herself that. That the strength so violently obtained had brought some measure of peace, justice to that Empire. It had certainly brought neither to herself, though the power she wielded for a time was great. Greatest indeed after the strange invasion that saw Korriban bleed, and herself elevated to her highest position, Dark Councillor. And with it came one last name,

Darth Inheris.

It was this one that stood now, on the bridge of a cruiser, rocketing off to a summons that had brought her out of her work and into the field. So much of her later life spent hidden away, working with words and whispers rather than a lightsaber, keeping stable what remained of her Empire, of herself. Part of her had forgotten who that was apart from that. That would be a failing, no doubt, no Sith should forget themselves. It was only upon themselves that they could count. Inheris had lost that and more. A moment of reflection before the jump ended and the sunburnt skies of Korriban greeted her once more.

* * *
Steel bit at her innards as she stumbled to her knees and fell into the ground of the crumbling temple, sand falling across her form as her blood rushed and crystalline fragments found their way inside her wound.

Such was the way things ended. This was the only way things would have ended for any good Sith. Though Inheris hardly knew if she qualified as one anymore, hardly knew if that was what she wanted. It was that that had paralysed her as the blade had broken through her armour, kept her unable to find the force in the way a Sith was meant to. Now only a sea of floating memories that didn’t seem to belong to anyone any longer. It took every ounce of her strength to piece them together once more before the ruins came down on top of her. A story in her last thoughts that let her see herself before the light of the world closed off.

A story that let her see herself as Saorise Dalaigh.
 
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