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Darth Carnifex

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Dromund Kalakar

Sith-Imperial Shipyards

 

Nestled deep in the heart of Sith-Imperial space laid the gas giant Dromund Kalakar, the second planet of the Dromund System and home to a massive series of shipyards used to produce Imperial warships in bulk for use by the Imperial Armada. Located above the moon of Kalakar Six was a series of ore-rich asteroids and planetoids that the Empire was using to produce the raw materials necessitated in the construction of Mark Three Harrower Star Destroyers. The primary hub of the collection facility was built into the side of the largest asteroid, with several Harrowers being built in cage-like drydocks around it.

 

Moored just outside of the asteroid field was the Emperor's infamous flagship, the Behemoth, flanked by eight Marr-class Star Destroyers in a defensive formation. But the Emperor was not onboard his dreadnought. He had traveled to the dockyard station and stood tall and proud in its primary boardroom, patiently waiting for his guest to arrive.

 

You see, while the Empire approached the topic of slavery with a mixed policy (primarily by relegating any owned slave to the position of domestic servant), it still required a massive amount of manual labor in order to dredge up the raw materials needed to keep the Imperial War Machine moving at max efficiency. Droids and other automated servants typically carried out this task cheaply and without fear of any rebel-inspired uprising, but the tradition of biological chattel slavery was firmly ingrained into the subconscious of the Imperial heartland.

 

And it could not be overlooked forever.

 

So the Emperor had established a committee to find an answer to the slave question and had invited Darth Imperia to Kalakar Six to discuss a new method being pitched by his advisors.



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Darth Imperia

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Imperia wondered, briefly, why the Empire never held these meetings anywhere nice. Just once, she'd like to discuss the future of the Sith at a luxury spa resort, instead of a derelict space station or a volcanic moon. She could respect the aesthetic merits of such a location, and there was something to be said for the privacy the Sith were afforded by those choices, but still, Imperia held to the belief that one could be both secure and stylish while receiving a pedicure. On the plus side, she had been invited to a meeting with the Dark Lord himself, so that was worth a few mild inconveniences on its own. It wasn't that the young Sith held any particular love for Carnifex, but he was the Dark Lord, not to mention the Emperor - staying in his good graces lent an ambitious Sith no small amount of political clout.

But this meeting was about something far more important than Sith politicking. This meeting was about restoring the natural order of things - or coming as close to it as she could manage.

 

Heels clicking against the tile flooring, Imperia opened the door to the boardroom with a wicked grin and a bow at the waist.

 

"Darth Carnifex. A pleasure to see you again."


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The Emperor turned, his cloak swirling around his muscular body as he did. Carnifex wore a dark gray Imperial military uniform perfectly tailored for his immense height and musculature, a pair of dark pauldrons adorned each broad shoulder, and the aforementioned cloak was affixed beneath them by magnetic cuffs. A massive lightsaber hung from his waist, like a crucifix wrought of black metal and forged with pure malice and cruelty. He wore no crown, though his graying black hair had been pulled back into a tight braid and adorned with various gemstones and bangles of assorted precious metals such as gold and silver. His eyes, molten pupils surrounded by a sea of black sclera, peered out at the smaller Sith from beneath a heavy brow that seemed to always be tightened into a scowl of disapproval.

 

"Lady Imperia, it certainly is a pleasure." His voice was rich and dark, booming with the authority of a King well accustomed to being served. "I am grateful that you made time for an old Emperor like myself, it warms my black heart."

 

The Emperor was well into his sixties, though he did not show in either appearance on his steady gait as he walked around the large conference table that separated them. The body he currently wore was relatively new, only several years old and had only suffered superficial injuries in the battles the Empire had waged on the galaxy. Yet despite being youthful in appearance, Carnifex's body was beginning to show the telltale signs of Dark Side degradation. His skin was growing pale and his hair was beginning to gray, soon enough the necrosis would begin to set in as his body collapsed under the weight of his monumental strength in the Dark Side of the Force.

 

"But enough formalities, my dear, let us get to the heart of the matter. I have decided to revisit the topic of slavery within the Empire, and as you know the Empire currently forbids chattel slavery in all systems save for the factory-worlds of Kol Huro, but several voices have expressed the opinion that the tradition of chattel slavery cannot be forbidden within the Sith Empire indefinitely. I am looking for methods in which to compromise and find a solution that will benefit both pro and anti-slavery parties. That is why I have called you here, as you are quite an experienced slaver yourself, are you not?"

 

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