“With the failure of the Lorekeeper to keep up with the load of work expected of her, it falls to the betters of the Houses to comment and record the work of Traditionalism. Leaving this work in its entirety to other factions would surely see vital information ignored and left out from the archives. This cannot be allowed and so I find myself here writing on recent happenings so that in the future there can be no mistake over what has occurred in these hallowed Houses. I begin with the end of the Second Triumvirate for the Protection of the Sith and, following previous victories, the return of Darth Horuset.”


“Darth Horuset, in his wisdom, had been absent from the Houses for some time; focusing instead on the challenges of the mind and new pathways to the power one can command through greater understanding of the force. With his return there was a period of great confusion, the authority of the Triumvirate was no longer absolute and Darth Horuset was yet to have provided a framework of command. Of course sharks were falling into place as they always do, the smell of blood and opportunity was in the air. Was violence, terror and conquest to be the fate of the Houses?”


“Nay, Darth Horuset at that moment imposed himself upon the Houses and set about a New Order, one comprised of the strength of those who would make it up. In place of the Triumvirate a Council was to be born that represented the needs of the Traditionalist bloc in his name. Headed by myself, Lord Tokiai, I am aided by Lords Saud and Kalkoran as my adjutants on this Council and have been instructed to carry out the word of the Sith in continuum. A huge task to be sure but one that will not be avoided or shirked in favour of an easier time. Power comes from adversity and the Empire is our adversity.”


“With a New Order established Darth Horuset has empowered the Council and taken a step back to better serve the Empire in a more personal capacity. Carrying the authority of the Dark Lord and with a mandate over the logistical machinations we control it is now, in the time of great economical and political strain that the Traditionalists prove their mettle, giving credence to an idea that the right way, is the Old Ways.”

- Lord Tokiai, Head of Darth Horuset's Council, Former Triumvir for the Protection of the Sith and Blademaster of the Houses

“Things have the urge to repeat themselves, over and over…”


“This has both a positive and negative side. For example, it means that one can develop good strategies based on past experiences. It means that the weak, who do not recognise mistakes made in the past, perish and are replaced. It even means that you can buy your favourite cup of tea in all cantina’s across the Empire, because it has been proven many find the taste enjoyable.”


“On the other hand, it means that mistakes are repeated. Over and over again. Another example. The Jedi devote themselves to protecting their little Republic. In doing that, they become a military organisation, thus becoming more of an army than a protective policing force. As a result, they can no longer wrap their head around their unnecessarily complicated philosophy and before long… their order faces a crisis once again.”


“These examples are a given; it is predictable from the very start. But more often, the lines are blurred and results are difficult to predict. It is impossible to see if their impact on the world will be a positive, or a negative one.”


“So too the wedding between Aregra Nyâsh and Lord Trakaton Kalkoran. Both are strong sith in their own right. One is an aspiring alchemist, the other a young Lord on the rise. Aside from various less important traits, they have one thing in common: Both are pure of blood.”


“As a follower of the old ways, and a kissai priestess, I saw it as my duty to ensure their wedding followed tradition to the letter. I offered my help, which was quickly accepted by the bride-to-be. For days we worked on the preparations. The guest list, furniture, slaves to see to the guests every need, and of course the ritual itself. The wedding itself was to be hosted on the capital of our Empire, Dromund Kaas. More specifically, the gardens of Lord Kalkorans estate. I deemed them suitable, and before long we had everything prepared.”


“Many of the most influential and respected Sith came to this auspicious occasion. Absent were the parents of both the bride and the groom. For Lord Kalkoran, the patriarch of his house in his own right, this was no problem. For the young Aregra Nyâsh, a guardian had to be appointed. The task fell to Lord Moric Dar, the right hand of Iradox, the disresputable father of Lord Kalkoran’s bride-to-be.”


“Even so, despite Aregra’s infamous family, she was a proper bride for the apprentice of Darth Horuset. She was well-mannered, pure, full of potential and healthy enough to provide the Kalkoran family with much needed heirs. So, I joined their hands in matrimony.”


“Both Sith stood in the blood pool, fires blazing behind them, and before the eyes of Darth Horuset, their allies and all of the galaxy, they became one. And so, a new chapter started. A bloodline secured, the future of a pure house safeguarded, a duty fulfilled.”

- Lord Saud, heir to the Horuset powerbase, councillor to Darth Horuset and priestess of the arcane arts

“A Dark Lord of the Sith’s baleful gaze always settles upon their flock, continuously judging the fate of many as one with such immense power should. Yet, when that burning sight is turned away to other matters that transcend a powerbase, the herd must be shepherd by those whose combined strength reins the errants’ buck and bridles the ambitious seeking to take advantage of a power vacuum.”


“As such, during my tenure in House Horuset I have witnessed the many births and deaths of Hands, Councils and Leaderships passed around like the corpse of a traitor among the dogs. Yet they all have paled in comparison to the ruthless efficiency and bureaucracy of the Second Triumvirate. As my master Darth Horuset has now departed on personal matters, he has orchestrated a triad of prominent Pureblood Sith Lords to command his assets; Lord Tokiai, Lord Saud and Lord Kalkoran. They now steer us toward a powerful future in the Dark Lord’s absence.”


“Each Sith Lord represents an integral pillar of what constitutes the Horuset Powerbase:”


“Lord Kalkoran whose logistical and tactical ingenuity has often seen favour with the Dark Lord fronts all Fleet based operations. The Sith Lord, along with myself, came up with the ingenious plan for the Horuset attack on the Temple of Decay which won the Third War on Heresy against the Arious Empire.. Alongside close coordination with Commander Tarrik, he oversees the day-to-day running of the ships under our control as well as the organisation of missions involving them.”


“In stark contrast Lord Tokiai, first-born son of Darth Vipion and blademaster of the powerbase, commands all ground military personnel. Having lead the defence of Yarrick IV during the Third War on Heresy, stopped intel from falling into enemy hands and safeguarding a retreating Horuset force, his qualifications speak for themselves. Training regimes have doubled since taking this position.”


“Finally, Darth Horuset’s child and heir Lord Saud oversees all diplomatic agendas and sorcery based practices. With such techniques at her disposal to turn the hand of any man or woman to do the whims of Darth Horuset, it was only fitting that Lord Saud find her incessant fire be pointed towards our exterior goals. No messenger bending their supplicant knee fails to be met with her scrutiny.”


“Above all else the tenements of Darth Horuset’s design continue to be upheld, and while his Triumvirate hold together the vast vestiges of this power his many eyes will always be watching through lens that transcend all others. His dark stare is eternal and ever vengeful. The Old Ways will always be preserved.”

- Lord Sanguinis, Apprentice to Darth Horuset, Beastmaster of House Horuset and Blademaster of the Kalkoran Powerbase

“There is but one true rule of the Sith, that the strong shall always rule over the weak. Thus, even in times of contention where the Galaxy finds itself at a point of political stalling, the Old Ways still live on as a crimson burning beacon of the Dark Side, everlasting through the devoted followers which uphold them valiantly. Many have tried, through various ways to test this, such as the attacks to our holdings or to our ships done by pirate scum after our forces have left Ilum, and others which have followed.”


“A task had fallen upon Horuset forces, that of clearing up a space station which was blocking one of the Shiera Mining Corp sites, thus hampering production and causing delays. Sith and Imperial forces were sent there to deal with this situation, in which I had personally took part in. The situation was dealt swiftly however, deep within the confines of the space station a handful of Jedi were present. They tried kidnap loyal imperial citizens, stationed aboard that very station, and unfortunately for them it was a station under the protection of the Horuset Powerbase. It goes without saying that their presence there breached any treaty and thus, they were dealt with accordingly, and captured for further inquiries.”


“After several efficient sessions of inquiring, it was uncovered that the Jedi which were captured were part of a splinter group which named themselves ‘The Green Jedi’, making up an offshoot branch of the Jedi Order stationed on Corellia, and those which were captured were but a mere small part of them, as others were scattered in various corners of the Galaxy. But none get to pose a threat to us and live to tell the tale for too long. Thus, their group was targeted by our full might.”


“Over the course of several weeks there were a numbers of operations which we had undergone, systematically hunting down and taking out the remnants of this splinter group. At times, they were embedded within backwater planets, like the snakes that they are, trying to subvert the local populace to their cause with their false doctrine. Yet even there, they were found and put down, and whether it was a fringe world, the burning hot sands of Tatooine or the lush jungles of Rishi, the living ember of the Old Ways showed to all that none can stand in its path, as the might of its followers will crush them.”

By Tashha Vineac, Apprentice to Lord Tokiai

“Fitting. The only word that can be used to describe what this task is. With the old Lorekeeper’s lack of effort towards maintaining the history of the Houses it has fallen to myself to write about a key moment in the House’s past. A moment that saw my ascension alongside Lord Sanguinis swiftly followed by the death of the Exile as he became a traitor to the Empire.”

“Darth Horuset in his infinite wisdom trained myself and Lord Sanguinis gruellingly. We fought him, the pair of us against the Dark Lord himself. His power was absolute and in the end the Dark Lord of Horuset beat us both. Such a defeat, was one of the greatest victories we had achieved. The Dark Lord set on us a task. Lord Stygian and Lord Begeren, two Lords that were outside of the Horuset Powerbase as the Houses knew it but within the iron grip of Darth Horuset had begun planning the betrayal of their Master. Anointed as we were, the Dark Lord told us to kill them both.”

“Lord Sanguinis chose Lord Stygian, who we had encountered several times previously as his target and I took Lord Begeren who we had only heard of in rumours and whispers. Both were powerful Lords of the Sith, both had amassed Powerbases directly within their grasp and at the grace of the Dark Lord of Horuset. Lord Stygian was based in a Research Facility on an unnamed world in Sith Space, only known through a string of numbers. Lord Begeren was stationed on Begeren in a fortress. We considered ourselves unstoppable.”

“We were not proven wrong.”

“Lord Sanguinis assaulted the Research Facility with the forces of one of our allies. Even to this day the official reports are mixed on what happened. Lord Sanguinis was simultaneously in multiple places at once leading different flanks of the troops and fighting Lord Stygian in personal combat. The facility suffered minor damage in the assault, Lord Stygian having developed a plethora of traps ranging from devices that stopped weaponry to outright knocking assailants unconscious. In the end, Stygian died like a cornered rat. One half of the conspiracy to oust the Dark Lord dead.”

“I, looked down on the Begeren fortress from the Terminus-Class Destroyer that I was commanding and saw that the Fortress’ walls would outright decimate my forces. While the Research Facility was just that, the Fortress was designed to repel an assault. My forces landed on the planet and the hundreds of us split into three groups. We each positioned ourselves at different ends of the Fortress and waited. I called Lord Begeren and after a small bit of back and forth, he invited myself and 20 of my troops within. I took my best, including an Acolyte named Zutauha Ronith, and my best was enough. Once inside the fortress’ Command Centre alongside the traitorous lord, I struck. Lord Begeren died that day, beheaded by my lightsaber and his. The other half of the conspiracy to oust the Dark Lord dead.”

“Myself and Lord Sanguinis both returned to the Horuset Fleet with our victories. We had struck simultaneously, both Begeren and Stygian dying within hours of each other. Neither knowing of the other's demise. We brought to the Dark Lord the Lightsabers of the dead, kneeling before him. We rose as Lords of the Sith in our own right. Our greatest challenge yet overcome.”

“But we looked to the horizon and saw another yet greater.”

“The Exile, Zarrious. Exiled by the Dark Lord after Lord Saud, his then fiancee, believed him to be working to oust the Dark Lord from the powerbase was still actively working against the House years after he was exiled. Months prior to his death myself and Lord Sanguinis had been given the task by the Dark Lord to see the Exile killed and his Powerbase scattered so that nothing remained. We called together every ally we could, amassing a fleet of ships through favours and the calling of pacts that would be comparable to our return to Korriban at the very start of the Great Galactic War. We had been Lords for two days and both Darths and Lords of the Sith alike were summoned together to form the War Council that saw the destruction of the Exile.”

“Our fleets slowly began to form over Dromund Kaas, only for the Exile to strike us first. His own fleet began shooting at our forces. Such blatant traitorous behaviour had become expected and we acted swiftly. His flagship was disabled by an EMP that I had acquired years ago as an Acolyte for that exact purpose. For when Zarrious was first exiled he tried to sway Th’Asidra’s crew away from the Dark Lord and the EMP was brought in to ensure that if the ship did switch sides, it would not be a threat. But Th’Asidra did not switch sides and the EMP remained unused for years. The rest of the Exile’s fleet switched sides soon after, the spies and loyalists we had planted making themselves known as they ousted the traitor crews.”

“With the skies secure, the Exile was trapped within his jungle temple. It became his tomb.”

“The temple was razed by Fighters and Bombers. The walls crumbled, the floors cracked and the Exile’s forces were routed and decimated. Teams in the jungle captured and killed those who fled. But the Exile did not die in the bombardment as we first thought. The coalition forces, headed by myself and Lord Sanguinis with Sith Aljo and Apprentice Occularis as notable members went into the temple ruins and found him with his closest bodyguards, throwing aside parts of the roof that had almost fallen on them.”

“A fight alike no other began. The bodyguards charged us and they fought with a cold ferocity. The Exile and myself began to circle one another, before we fought each other lightsaber to lightsaber. The coalition forces slowly began to end the bodyguards, but not without wounds, not without casualties. I fought the Exile, with Lord Sanguinis and ironically the old Lorekeeper who should have recorded this passage for the histories in the first place assisting by assaulting the Exile’s mind.”

“When the bodyguards were near all dead, the Exile knew his fate. I had taken his Lightsaber. In a blaze of power he began a firestorm of Pyrokinesis, surrounding himself entirely. I was forced back briefly, but was prepared. The Exile was known for his Pyrokinesis and with a Force Barrier and a Mining Shield, I went into the fire itself. I could not see anything but fire. The shield gave out, the Force Barrier soon after. I saw a black shroud in the flame and in a haze I stabbed at it with all I could with my lightsaber and his.”

“The Exile was dead, skewered by my blade and his. Fitting.”

- By Lord Kalkoran, Apprentice to Darth Horuset, Councillor to the Dark Lord and Patriarch of House Kalkoran

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