S H A D O W
She had seen the name in her reports more often than naught. He was prolific, having been the apprentice of Darth Ophidia. Allyson had run-ins with the dark lady several times over her lifetime, although mostly in her youth. It came by surprise that the woman was no longer among the living. Furthermore, the rumors of the death were quite intriguing. Either way, she would cast her own investigation into that matter. Ophidia was the mistress of secrets for the Empire. Things that she knew and studied were too valuable to leave untouched.
Allyson needed to know more. The Tsis Kaar was the one organization she could never infiltrate. It was more hidden than anything she could even fathom. While working through the Inquisition during the second (or third, who knows) Great Hyperspace War, she had seen wisps of the organization. Still, Jorryn had known nothing despite her position as Grand Inquisitor. Allyson sighed at the thought of the woman. Despite her position, Jorryn knew little and was only a welcomed distraction.
Her journey took her to a planet she had only recently heard of. It was quiet and seemed to have heavy influence from the Sith—particularly from the one who governed it. It still prospered and didn't burn like the others. Maybe this Malum of House Marr wasn't like the other Sith. The thought made her laugh as she moved past the guards under the guise of a meeting. She had information that would be particularly interesting to the head of the Tsis Kaar.
Allyson had set up this meeting. She was curious if Malum knew that she was close to his fellow councilor. If she knew Sith, Malum knew, and he was only entertaining the Shadow because of that connection. Though Malum might be too full of his own ego, like other Sith, and can't see past the facades of the others, maybe that's what made her feel at home within the Empire. Everyone had lies and secrets; she was at home.
Heading into the palace, she allowed the guards to take her to the young Sith King's residence. She looked around, observing the planet's history and its ties to the man.
The 'short' walk ended, and she was ushered inside an office or chamber. "Nice place. I'm Allyson Locke," she remarked, and as she finished her sentence, her sense of familiarity vibrated through the Force. "Do I know you from somewhere?"