Grand Inquisitor of the EOTL

Hotel Chevalier
Lianna, Tion Cluster, Empire of the Lost.
Aculia had faced down many enemies in her time. Mawites, insurrectionists, slavers, Sith, Jedi, some of the fiercest beasts the galaxy had to offer. But the current foe she was fighting was proving almost insurmountable. It never seemed to end. You could not just cut it with a lightsaber, or use the Force to destroy it. And it was not just a physical foe either, it was an intellectual one, one could not just turn off one’s mind and live in the moment and deal with it properly. No, it was a far more insidious foe that was impossible to kill, it could only be warded off for a short time…
Paperwork.
She reclined in her office chair, closing her eyes for a moment as she thumbed through yet another stack of reports. The Empire’s expansion came with many benefits, but one of the downsides was a never-ending amount of administrative paperwork and assorted problems to be solved, especially in an Imperial system of government. Everything had to be taken into account, tracked, and reported to ward off corruption and incompetence, and it took a heavy administrative toll. Between that and figuring out new missions for her underlings to undertake and the training necessary to keep up her Force and lightsaber combat skills in the event she was ever needed, she practically never got a break. And now she had meetings to take up the precious remainder of her free time.
“Sir, a Master Kahlil Noble is here to see you. Something about canceling a bounty on one of his Jedi Knights.”
Aculia let out a long, drawn out sigh before she replied on her commlink. Just great, Kahlil Noble himself had somehow found the time to make the trek all the way out from Coruscant over one bounty she had been forced to post in response to what one of his…from what Tella had reported…failures of a student had done, trying to straight up murder one of her men without any provocation at all. How had he possibly found the time to do so between what he likely had to do to run the Jedi and deal with the variety of threats out there in the galaxy? Was he himself not swarmed by paperwork, or did the Jedi just say screw it and let the chips fall where they may?
Well, considering what this Knight Si had done…
“Let him in, Sestia. I am ready for him now.”
Sitting up in her chair, she awaited the arrival of the famed “Shield of the Jedi”. It would be her first time talking to him properly, and she hoped he came in more of a cordial attitude than her daughter had reported.


