The Dark Academy on Korriban

"Not for the lack of interest to exert influence, I assume."

Moyr dropped the subject.

"Are you just a messenger, or do you have an operational specialisation?"

“My designation is Cipher-3 that may mean everything or nothing to you. I serve Imperial Intelligence. There is little else that needs said, my lord,” Cipher-3 says.

Jo'ren approached Queen Jug'tih and bowed his head then met her eyes. A fierce smile spread across his face.

"An epic battle my Queen. It was a pleasure to see your skills on display, and this is a fine start to the rise of the Massassi."

"It is as it should be, Sith," she says warmly.

He nodded. "I could not agree more, the force wills it. No doubt you will have many demands on your time today, so I give you my congratulations and look forward to the celebrations."

They would have much to discuss, but that could wait for now. He hoped there would be a good supply of that blood wine...

Jun-Tsu was 'late' to the gathering. She had stayed atop the ancient temple where she had surveyed the conflict with Sinea, but when the Sith had left, the witch had offered benedictions and prayers to the Dark Side at the primordial altar. She had drawn on its power and even after the ritual had ended, she still thrummed with the Dark-light.

Her appearance was a mess, with wet hair from the downpour, and rend garb from the battle. She looked at those who survived but then moved along. She cared nothing for Yavin IV or its new queen. So she merely went to retrieve clean water to replenish her after her exertions.

"I shall accept that, Cipher-3. Well met."

She finished her wine and gave him back the glass with a smile.

"It was a pleasure. Until next time, Commander."