Sasha Santhe
Majority Share Holder, Santhe Corporation
Sasha flew her ship over the desolate wasteland that was Tund. During the time of the galactic empire the planet had been eradiated by an electromagnetic torpedo in an attempt to destroy the Sorcerers who lived on the planet. Only small pockets, protected by force fields, still existed in its previously lush form. Even with Sirella's green thumb it would take a hundred years and more manpower than was worth it to turn the planet back into lush world it once was. Sasha's gunship flew over one such dwelling flanked by two sentinel droids. Toongs had moved in, and humans too. These colonists were looking to exploit the shielded bubbles to strip mine the world. However something more sinister however was lurking on the surface of this planet. Sorcerers of Tund.
Sasha had read the reports. These men were driven mad by power and isolation and possessed queer powers within the force. They were already growing in power manipulating the locals and building up their cult. This wasn't the worse of it though, as they were currently little thread. No what was worse, unforgivable, was that they claimed they were true Sith. Sasha's gunship landed outside the bubble where the locals had claimed one of these vagabonds lived. "There can be only one true Sith," she said stepping off the gunship and walking through the shield bubble with her escort of droids. "We are the true sith." She raised her hand and pointed at the dwelling. The droids obeyed her mental command and opened fire on it. Blaster marks pelted the home poking holes in the walls. It wouldn't be enough, but it didn't matter reinforcements are on the way.
The blaster fire stopped and Sasha felt the surge of force within the dwelling, it's darkness drawing in ambient power like a black hole did light. "Now things get interesting," she commented as an elderly man jumped from the home, lightning powered up in his hands...
Sasha had read the reports. These men were driven mad by power and isolation and possessed queer powers within the force. They were already growing in power manipulating the locals and building up their cult. This wasn't the worse of it though, as they were currently little thread. No what was worse, unforgivable, was that they claimed they were true Sith. Sasha's gunship landed outside the bubble where the locals had claimed one of these vagabonds lived. "There can be only one true Sith," she said stepping off the gunship and walking through the shield bubble with her escort of droids. "We are the true sith." She raised her hand and pointed at the dwelling. The droids obeyed her mental command and opened fire on it. Blaster marks pelted the home poking holes in the walls. It wouldn't be enough, but it didn't matter reinforcements are on the way.
The blaster fire stopped and Sasha felt the surge of force within the dwelling, it's darkness drawing in ambient power like a black hole did light. "Now things get interesting," she commented as an elderly man jumped from the home, lightning powered up in his hands...