Author's note: the Old Sith Empire lasted for thousands of years and yet we know very little of its actual history, and even fewer of the dark lords who reigned. The below history of House Nyâsh's origin takes place in one of these blank zones where there is no lore that indicates what transpired. Therefore, it contradicts no canon.
Founding 2240-2245 BTC
Lord Atrum lived more than a thousand years before the raise of Marka Ragnos, during a time of chaotic expansion. At that point in time, the Old Sith Empire was ruled by a powerful but uninterestedDark Lord of the Sith, whom would rather reveal in his riches and personal glory than govern his Empire. This disinterest from the central power within the Empire causes the outer areas of imperial space to turn into a lawless frontier. Here it became commonplace for the great Sith House to clash, fighting as much among themselves as with the populations they conquered and enslaved.
Atrum found himself a victim of this, as a pack of tuk'ata (Nyâsh analogy for Sith whom know no purpose nor rationality) descended upon his house, whom was weakened after having just led a successful campaign on some distant world. His House fought bravely but was ultimately obliterated, mostly due to the sheer numbers of their adversaries. According to legends, Atrum was gravely wounded and barely escaped with his life.
Whilst his enemies though him dead, Atrum recovered in the shadows and planned his revenge. He grow in power and slowly gathered his support. Then, five years after the fall of his house, Lord Atrum stroke at his enemies. Like the dark lord himself, retaliation was swift, brutal and efficient. When the leaders of his enemy Houses had been mounted on spikes, Atrum turned his burning gaze on trembling members of their bloodlines...
That is when Lord Atrum did something very unexpected. Rather than purge or enslave his enemies as was the norm aof his time, Atrum indicated the heads of their former leaders and named them wild tuk'atas. He declared that the difference between a true Sith and a wild tuk'ata, is that whilst the beast is the slave of its primary urges the Sith is the master of his. Unlike the beast, the Sith most have cold mind guided by rationality, which in turn will help him unleash his dark power with purpose!
Having spoken charismatic words of truth and wisdom, the dark lord offered the blood relatives of his enemies a clear choice: They could either die as beasts or stand with him as Sith.
So it was, that Lord Atrum founded a new House to replaced the one that had been taken from him. He invented a rite of adoption which he used to unite all his different follows in one house and one bloodline. This house was called Nyâsh, which is the Sith word for many.
In the month that followed, House Nyâsh swept the chaotic imperial frontier, putting down the wild tuk'ata and restored order. In the start it was slow, but with each victory House Nyâsh grew in numbers and power as more was adopted into the now great house. Eventually, some even came willingly.
Ten years after Atrum had lost everything, and five years after the founding of House Nyâsh, Lord Atrum was summoned to Ziost by the Dark Lord of the Sith himself. Atrum Nyâsh and his House left the now far more orderly imperial frontier. Here they arrived at the Sith Citadel in great numbers. Here they came before the leader of the Sith Empire whom sat atop his throne, dressed in golden armour. He glazed down at Lord Atrum and his followers, commending them for their great services to the Empire and offered Atrum a place of honour in his quart in exchange for pledging his loyalty.
That was when Atrum Nyâsh lifted his head and met the gaze of the Dark Lord of the Sith. He scowled and swore that he would not kneel to the king of tuk'atas, whom had done nothing whilst his pack ravaged the glorious Empire that he was meant to protect. Outraged, the ruler of the Sith Empire called for Atrum's head, but it was not Nyâsh blood that was to be spilled that day. The violent confrontation came to an end, when Atrum Nyâsh crushed the King of Tuk'ata's skull by smashing his face into the seat of the throne he had never left!
Chocked by the unexpected turn of events, the confrontation came to a halt, all attention shifting to Atrum Nyâsh. The dark lord slowly turned to address his subjects, decreeing that henceforth the Sith Empire would know order, purpose, tradition and rationality, he would see it be so. And then, Atrum Nyâsh seated himself in the golden throne of the Dark Lord of the Sith!
The Nyâsh Schism 2199 BTC
After having reigned for fifty years Atrum Nyâsh's health started to rapidly decline, the many years of drawing upon the power of the dark side taking its toll. Having the shadow of death looming over him, Atrum moved swiftly to secure his legacy. He had not spend his entire live stabilising his Empire to have it all crumble when he was gone: He needed to find a worthy successor.
That however presented an unique issue, for whilst he had seven biological children, he had also adopted a thousand, using the rite of adoption. Fearing that choosing one of his biological children would create a first and second branch within the House, which might cause it to crumble, Atrum choose a successor among his adopted children.
Ironically, it was this last choice that sparked a schism within the House.
One on side was Turius Nyâsh, Atrum's Chosen, and on the other side, Atrum's biological descendants and their followers. Unlike House Nyâsh's past battles their internal struggle was everything but brief. It lasted for an entirety of six months, the House literally splitting in half. When Turius was finally victories, and accepted as the Lord of House Nyâsh, it was too late. The House had sustained too heavy looses, and whilst it remained large and strong, it could no longer hope to claim the throne. And thus House Nyâsh lost the mantel of Dark Lord of the Sith, due to their own foolishness.
Turius Nyâsh realized this, and vowed that something like the Nyâsh Schism would never occur again. He taught that even the greatest Sith Lord would eventually die, and if he left no legacy behind, all the power and wisdom he had gathered would be for naught. Turius taught that it is through the House and bloodline that once deeds, wisdom and name lives on. The House perseveres due to the individual member staying true to it, and through the House the individual member gains immortality!
Since then, House Nyâsh has never had another great schism. When the ruling lord of the house dies, his appointed heir shall take up the mantle. If anyone objects to this, the dispute is settled by a duel to the death, the victor claiming the mantle. So it has been for the last 2100 years.
The Great Hyperspace War 1347 BTC
In the millennium that followed after their self-caused fall from grace, House Nyâsh remained one of the bigger and more influential Sith Houses of the Sith Empire. They would remains politically active, supporting the decision in which the saw reflected, their ideals of order, purpose, tradition and rationality.
At this point in time, their liege Marka Ragnos, Dark Lord of the Sith, had just died and House Nyâsh supported Ludo Kressh as his successor. That is when the upstart Naga Sadow stepped up to challenge Kressh for mantel of Dark Lord of the Sith. At this fatal instant that two republic hyperspace explores landed on Korriban. Sadow seized on the opportunity and claimed that these two were Republic spies and that the Jedi, the ancient enemies of the Sith, had found them!
Sadow used this argument, and the fact that all of imperial space had been conquered, to convince most of the Empire that they should strike at the Republic first. His charismatic words and well placed arguments proved to be enough to sway the minds of lessor Sith, and Naga Sadow was named the new Dark Lord of the Sith. Through these events, House Nyâsh remained ever sceptic. To them the passionate words of Sadow but mirrored the barking of a wild tuk'ata. Blindly attacking the Republic without first gazing their strength seemed like a rash and irrational decision, and therefore House Nyâsh was one of the few whom remained behind with Ludo Kressh, as Nage Sadow initiated the Great Hyperspace War.
Retreat to Dromund Kaas 1346-1327 BTC
After Naga Sadow had lost the Great Hyperspace War, the Sith Empire was now in shambles. Yet the worst was yet to come, as the Republic approached intended to decimate every single remnanet of the violent civilization that had nearly bough them to their knees!
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It was in this time that Lord Vitiate broadcast speeches across the Empire describing how the Jedi Order would destroy the Empire and massacre its people once they discovered the rest of the Sith, Vitiate stoked the Empire's fears and carefully drove the people into a panic - a sensation that only increased when the Republic began to invade the Empire and massacred any Sith they could find. Being as affected as anyone else by this disastrous turn of event, House Nyâsh did not oppose as Lord Vitiate gradually assumed control over the Empire. When he called all remaining Sith Lords toNathema in order to aid him in perform a ritual that would unleash the full power of the dark side beyond anything they could possibly imagine, House Nyâsh sent several Sith Lords.
In total eight thousand Sith answered Vitiate's call and arrived at his palace. However when they arrived, Vitiate dominated their minds and bound their wills to his, forcing the Sith to participate in the ritual. The ritual itself took ten days to perform, with the entire planet frozen in the grip of the dark side sorcery, and upon its completion all life on the surface of Nathema was annihilated save for Vitiate. The man absorbed the life force of the entire world, stripping the Force from the very fabric of reality on Nathema and gaining both unimaginable power and immortality as a result. At that moment, the man shed his identity as Lord Vitiate and became simply the Emperor, a figure of immense power and wisdom in the eyes of his fellow Sith.
Blaming the destruction of Nathema on the Jedi, the self-declared Emperor drove the people of the Empire further into a panic while simultaneously offering them hope. Travelling to Korriban, he promised to lead his people to salvation and safety from the Jedi, and he soon led a great exodus from the Sith Worlds into the Unknown Regions of the galaxy. Despite knowing the location of Dromund Kaas, the Emperor led his people in a series of blind hyperspace jumps, causing the exodus to last for twenty years while the Sith, House Nyâsh included, became more and more dependent on his guidance. Finally, a scout vessel under orders of the Emperor located Dromund Kaas. When the vessel returned to the Sith fleet, the Emperor led his people to the long-lost world, and upon reaching the surface he addressed the Sith. Amidst the wild jungles of Dromund Kaas, he declared a new Empire that would rise from the ashes of the old, and offered both the Sith people and their non-Sith servants the chance to build an orderly and powerful society: an Empire that would one day return and gain their revenge upon the Republic!
Rebuilding 1325-1310 BTC
After having arrived on Dromund Kaas, House Nyâsh and several other Houses started rebuilding. They all required a new seat of power from which they could solidify their power as well as store the artefacts they had managed to hold on to. Therefore the competition for land to build on was tough, as most houses desired a spot close to where Kaas City and the Imperial Citadel was being build.
However unlike this majority, House Nyâsh sought to the outskirts in order to build. Reflecting that there would be more room to build here, and that in a few decades their chosen location would be enveloped by Kaas City regardless. Unfortunately they were not the only once whom had thought of this, as many of the smaller houses whom couldn't hope to compete for the central locations sought to build here as well. Initially, Darth Cranix, Lord of House Nyâsh, thought little of this. After all, House Nyâsh was large and powerful, and Cranix was confident that none of these smaller houses was able to present a genuine threat.
He was wrong. Whilst most of the minor houses shied away when House Nyâsh lay claim to the land, a House Irax refused to give way. Lord Iraxion, Lord of House Irax, pointed out that they had laid claim to the spot first and would defend their right if need be. Seeming as House Nyâsh was five times the size of House Irax and counted three times as many Sith Lords, Cranix decided to simply wipe out Iraxion and his people.
Yet when all the Nyâsh warriors marched against House Irax, their enemies fell back into the wilderness and disappeared. They relied on guerrilla attacks to strike small decisive blows against House Nyâsh. Furthermore, Lord Iraxion turned out to be master of Sith Alchemy, and he managed to turn several of the wild lifeforms roaming the jungle of Dromund Kaas into fierce sith spawn that he sent against his enemies. This lasted for a month, causing both sides to sustain heavy losses. Yet it was not until Darth Cranix was killed by a massive terentatek that the fighting ceased.
As Cranix had not named a successor it became his daughter, Lord Vivious, that took his place. She was a cunning woman, true to the ideals of purpose and rationality, and it was through these traits, and not brute force, that she solved the stalemate. She set up a meeting with Lord Iraxion and through her skills of persuasion, she arranged for the two of them to marry, and for House Irax to be absorbed into House Nyâsh.
Still, Iraxion did not agree to this lightly. His house might pale in comparison to the greatness of House Nyâsh but its legacy had to be honoured. Therefore it was agreed on, that in order to honour the greatness of House Irax, all members of House Nyâsh would take take a Sith name started with "Ira" upon ascending to lordship. Vivious herself honoured her husband by taking the name Iratese upon the culmination of their marriage.
So it came to be, that Lord Iratese, Lady of House Nyâsh and Lord Iraxion, Lord of House Nyâsh, build the Nyâsh Estate on the very same spot that Darth Cranix the Brute had met his demise.
A Place Within the Empire 1310-35BTC
In the more than a thousand years that passed between the Empire's arrival on Dromund Kaas and the return to war with the Republic, House Nyâsh took up much the same role that it had had in the Old Sith Empire. Being one of the oldest and largest Sith Houses it sired countless dark lords that went on to commit historical deeds, and even a few Dark Council members. At all times, House Nyâsh strove to be a voice of reason within the, on occasion chaotic, society of the Sith. Fortunately they had allies in several other Houses, such as House Kressh and House Naris, secured through political marriages and other alliances. They were also around to see humans slowly gaining a foothold within the Sith Order. This caused concern not only to them, but to all purebloods in general, since they did not want to see an inferior species raise to power at the expense of their own. Yet there seemed to be no stopping those unpure primates!
Noticeable recordings from that time:
1. Holocron of Darth Iradarchus
2. Tradegy of Nidavellir
The Nyâsh Purge 35-17BTC
During the Great War between the Sith Empire and The Galactic Republic House Nyâsh played a significant role, providing several skilled warriors and tacticians to the front lines. However, in the first years of the war the Darth Iranic, Lord of House Nyâsh, was ambushed and brutally murdered.
This development triggered a political uproar. Darth Iractor, Iranic's successor, accused Dark Council member Darth Tharron of setting up the ambush that had killed Darth Iranics, and backed up his claims with significant proof along with the fact that Iranic had been Tharron's sworn rival. Most people knew the accusations were true, but either didn't care or were too scared of Darth Tharron to speak out against him - no action was taken. Darth Iractor was infuriated by this injustice and thus he appeal directly to the Sith Emperor, demanding justice for his house and lineage. The only reply Iractor received was a warning not to waste the Emperor's time...
Darth Iractor fell silent after that, and soon everyone believed that the Sith Lord had accepted his house's defeat. Years passed and the war raged on. House Nyâsh kept providing strong warriors but Darth Iractors himself rarely participated in the war. He mostly stayed on Dromund Kaas to managed his house's economy. Because of this, most powerful lords began to barely noticed him and House Nyâsh, and thus it became common to refer to the House as a declining power. However, Darth Iractors was far from passive. He worked in the shadows to strengthen his powerbase, gathering allies to overthrow The Emperor and his corrupt Dark Council. Furthermore, during his supposed exile he married Lord Iravius and she gave birth to his son: Thulan Nyâsh.
Events moved forward and Darth Iractor's plan came close to its final stage. Whilst no one was paying attention to him, he had successfully persuaded important people in Darth Tharron's powerbase to join forces with House Nyâsh. In return for betraying their master these people was promised that they could have Tharron's powerbase when Iractor prevailed.
Next, Darth Iractor suddenly demanded all Nyâsh forces return from the frotnlines to defend their house in an upcoming Kaggath against Darth Tharron.
Due to House Nyâsh and Tharron's powerbase being equally matched, the Kaggath was expected to be long and very destructive. However the expectation was proven wrong. A few days into the Kaggath Darth Tharron was betrayed by his most trusted followers and left without protection. Subsequently, the Sith Lord was approached by Darth Iractor himself and killed in a one on one duel.
House Nyâsh was crowned the winner of the Kaggath and everyone expected the warring parties to return to the frontlines.They did not. Instead, House Nyâsh gathered their forces and allies, preparing to storm the Imperial Citadel to murder the Sith Emperor and his Dark Council. However, they were betrayed. The night before the cub the Nyâsh Estate was stormed by the Imperial Guard and Emperor loyalists.The five year old Thulan Nyâsh observed in horror as the people of his house were slain in front of him by Sith-strangers and men in red armor.
Nevertheless, the Nyâsh lineage did not go down without a fight; Darth Iractor took down countless Sith who'd always thought themselves above him. Still, in the end it mattered little. Thulan was forced to watch in horror as his father was decapitated.
When Darth Iractor's head rolled across the floor Thulan wanted to scream, but his older cousin Marqun Nyâsh covered his mouth and dragged him into a ventilations shaft. There they hid for hours, hearing the sounds of their world being torn to shreds. Afterwards the two children walked around the corpse filled estate finding none of their relatives alive. They were alone in the big estate; the last living members of the Nyâsh Bloodline.
Last of Their Line 17 BTC - 3 ATC
After the violent sounds of the purge had subsided, and after the two chocked children had recovered enough to move, they walked out onto the corridors and halls of their home. The Nyâsh Estate had turned into a bloody mess of smashed momentums and corpses. Thulan was in a state of shock - he was five years old and felt a horror so strong that his sanity threatened to break. It was then, in that crucial moment, that he heard something move among the dead. The boy flinched and picked up one of the large blaster pistols lying on the floor. Driven by a mix of panic and anger he approached the sound. As he approached the sound of childish subbing intermixed with the original noise. Thulan rounded a corridor corner and spotted a small twi'lek girl about his age.
The girls name was Elish'ron and she had been bought on the Imperial Slave Market days earlier by one of the Nyâsh Sith Lords. Thulan couldn't bring himself to harm her. Having been taken from her mother a few days earlier and experienced the Purge she was just scared and miserable as he. Somehow, Thulan found the strength to pull himself together and reassure her.
In their teenager years a rift grew between Thulan and his cousin Marqun. Marqun was continuously obsessed with the idea of becoming a powerful Sith Lord and restoring their House its former glory. Thulan, on the other hand, was starting to doubt these ideals. It wasn't that he had no sense of duty towards his House; he just didn't want to spend his entire life rebuilding it. He'd found other pleasures and dreams than those presented by Marqun and the Nyâsh Holocrons; he'd found Elish and the dream of a life together with her. However before this rift could boil into a conflict, the Sith cousins were conspirted into the Korriban Sith Academy.
Having inherited House Nyâsh's extensive fortune, both Thulan and Marqun was armed with quality vibroblades and was wearing full combat armour when they boarded the shuttle to Korriban. Between that and their significant head start in regards to Sith studies, the two cousins assumed a position of dominations from the very start. At least in regards to the other first year acolytes, as for the older acolytes the two cousins had to be cautious; their expensive armour and ancient bloodline might put them ahead, but with a headstart came fear and jealousy.
Marqun proved very efficient at handling enemies. Not only did he know how to utilize his and Thulan's united power with great efficiency, he also managed to spin webs of rumors and used them to make their enemies destroy one another. The years passed, and soon there was little doubt in anyone's mind that Marqun was going to become a powerful Sith Lord one day. Thulan was very pleased by this development. It meant he could safely leave the responsibility of restoring their bloodline to Marqun. Thulan planned to support his cousin until he reached a certain power and influence level. However, when the time came where Marqun no longer needed him, he would consider his duty towards his bloodline fulfilled, and then would travel to an Outer Rim planet and enjoy his life with Elish.
Thulan soon ended up paying the price for his naivety.
During their fourth year at the Sith Academy they were finally allowed to face their last trail. It was a fairly simple one: Head into this tomb, don't get killed by the Sithspawn and rival acolytes, and collect your lightsabers. Side by side, the two Nyâsh cousins headed into the tomb and fought their way to the main chamber, only to discoverer that there was only one lightsaber...
"If one of us should pass it must be me! I'm the more dedicated of us, it is my destiny to rebuild our house!" - Marqun Nyâsh
To Thulan's horror his cousin attacked him with lethal intend. The battle lasted for a long time, but in the end Thulan spotted an opening and stroke down his cousin!
The fight had been so intense that it had left Thulan no time to think, merely to acted. Afterwards, the full realization of what he had done hit him like a tidal wave of guilt and sorrow. He stormed to his cousin's side in time to hear his dying words:
"I was prepared to do what I had to, but you proved to be the most powerful. Although you can't even resist the temptation of the damn twi'lik! But... but you have to Thulan, you have to cousin... It is your responsibility now... " - Marqun Nyâsh
In the months that followed Thulan became the apprentice of Darth Fectious, an honourable and mostly rational Sith Lord. Also now being stationed on Dromund Kaas, Thulan was provided with the opportunity to return to the Nyâsh Estate - to Elish.
The reunion was long and emotional; they'd been apart for four years, only being able to communicate through occasional holocall. For awhile they enjoyed their new life together. Thulan kept study under Darth Fectious, but when he didn't, he returned home to Elish. Later, he would come to consider this brief time one of the few happy periods in his life.
It didn't last, Thulan had changed. At first he was too overjoyed about finally being with Elish again to notice, but as the initial reunion joy started fading, it became obvious to him; It was as if his ancestors scowled at him through the eyes of the Nyâsh Estate's statues, blaming him for neglecting his duty. At night he was plagued by nightmares of Nyâsh Lords being slaughtered by Imperial Guards and angry ancestors shouting at him. The part just before he woke up was always the worst, though; the part where his dead cousin opened his eyes and repeated his dying words.
Thulan started growing more reserved when in the company of Elish, and soon he stop visiting her bed completely. He stilled loved her though. He found joy in her smile, adored her eyes and appreciated her comforting and carrying nature, but couldn't help but focusing on the distinctive features that marked her as an alien and a slave; her lekkus, green skin and the branded symbol beneath her left eye. Before long, he was reminded of his neglect towards his bloodline every time he laid eyes on her. As a result, he started treating her more and more like the slave she was. He was deeply conflicted about it, though, but he knew that his duty towards his bloodline demanded he grew powerful and started rebuilding his house, which entailed keeping his bloodline pure... In his heart, Thulan began to realize that he had to rid himself of Elish. The thought filled him with grief, for he still loved her, and he paled at the prospect of causing her harm.
The twi'lek most have sensed what was coming, because one of the day she tried to escape, but was captured not long after. Immediately, Thulan made his way to her holding cell, determined to get it over with. Yet, when Thulan came face to face with the tied up and beaten Elish, he was filled with doubt; how was he supposed to harm the only living person he loved?
Desperately, he tried to explain to her the necessity of what he was about to do, more to convince himself than her. In the end, both of them broke down and ended up embracing one another in a long kiss. When Thulan redrew there was a faint light of hope in his love's eyes. He stared right into those eyes, and then he thrust his lighsaber through her swollen belly. Even then, he held her gaze as hope turned to horror, and continued doing so until her eyes grew empty and devoid of life.
Thulan's emotions erupted into an explosion of grief and pain, of which like he had never felt - not even during the Nyâsh Purge. It was madding and all consuming, it wall like a black hole formed where Elish'ron had been and tore at him with its enormous gravity well. Yet somehow, he managed to regain control of his ranging emotions and master his agony.
Thulan stayed in that room for many hours, staring at Elish's limp corpse. As he sat there he gradually felt an chilling realization form in his mind: There was no going back now, he had burned all bridges to the man he once was. Everything that defined the naïve and rash Thulan Nyâsh was no gone, it had died with Elish'ron.
With that cold acceptance of his new circumstances came a sense of renewal and power. The sacrifice of Elish had left a gabbing emotional wound inside of him, one which from he could draw use it fuel his enhanced mastery of the Dark Side. He had been reborn.
With his new found power and purpose, Thulan was soon elevated to the status of Sith Lord by his master. When he rose from the kneeling postion, Thulan renaunced his old name and new one as according to the Ira-Tradition. He was now Lord Iradox, Lord of House Nyâsh!
Lord of House Nyâsh 3 - 12 ATC
"He's certainly wasting no time." - Lord Volde
The first months of Iradox' lordship can only be described as a time of strife. The senior lords frowned at his sudden ascendance and, although Darth Fectious gave his approval. Iradox wasn't blind to the unease his progressive approach had caused, but rather to than worrying about it he moved fast to secure his new position. To start with, he began playing the political games of influence with the other Sith, not missing a single opportunity to prove himself or better his own position. Gradually, everyone seemed to accept the new circumstances and Iradox turned his attention to start building powerbase of his own.
That entailed acquiring apprentices of his own, and Iradox took several. The most noteworthy of these would be Tlaena Vayne. She was a skilled pureblood woman, who’d joined the Hands around the point of Iradox' ascendants to lordship. This particular apprentice was interesting, because unlike his other apprentices, Iradox had a defined purpose with Tlaena; as the last Nyâsh he needed to rebuild his legacy, which in turn meant reproducing. To obtain that goal he needed worthy pureblood female; Iradox hopped he could shape Tlaena into fitting this role.
In the start Iradox viewed Tlaena as the means to an end, and thus grew frightened when he started to actually fall in love with her. At first, he suppressed these emotions, recalling all the anguish his last relationship had cost him. Yet, as time passed Iradox grew to realize that he was hiding from emotions out of fear of experiencing another tragedy. Realizing this, Iradox decided not to hide from love, reasoning that love is a strong emotion and like any other can be a source of power, and should it go wrong the pain and hatred spawn by bad love was just another source of power. Therefore, his actions of affection towards Tlaena inevitably turned genuine. In truth Iradox was still lowly and desired some kind of companionship.
Eventually, fate decided to test the dark lord’s devotion towards his newly acquired love. Assassins assaulted the estate and attempted to murder Tlaena, and would’ve succeed if not for Iradox’ intervention. Iradox left one of the assassins alive and spend hours praying information from him. The only thing he got from his trouble was the name “Malignus.” Iradox went to the medical facility and questioned his apprentice about the name. Tlaena ended up telling him that the Vayne bloodline had been an enemy of Malignus, and now that her bloodline had been purged, Malignus had tried to assassinate her for awhile in order to completely wipe out her bloodline. Once again, Iradox found himself split between his duty and his desire; it would be unwise to risk a power struggle with a powerful Sith Lord just for the sake of one apprentice. On the other hand, he couldn’t bear the thought of losing Tlaena too. In the end, Iradox convinced himself that Tlaena was worth the risk, since it would take time finding someone as perfect as her again. Iradox set out to Korriban to talk with Lord Rallix, whom knew a lot about Malignus. However, while Iradox was gone Malignus stormed the Nyâsh Estate and captured Tlaena. When Iradox returned he found the Estate in ruins and his loved one gone...
Lord Iradox talking to Lord Malignus
As an effect of this, Iradox found himself in a state of nearly uncontrollable rage. He felt responsible for not being able to protect the woman he'd chosen to rebuild his bloodline with, and that sense of guilt added up to his already massive supply of negative emotions. Thus, when he felt stranger in his Estate that's where he directed his anger. He marched out onto the corridors and quickly defeated his victim. Still, just before Iradox killed the stranger, the man managed to catch his attention by referring to an encrypted message Iradox had received earlier. This bought the stranger enough time to convince Iradox that Tlaena wasn't lost to him, because he could help Iradox rescue her. Hearing the stranger reignite his hope, Iradox managed to overcome is rage and spared the man's life. The stranger grinned and referred to himself as Doman, claiming he'd interests in bringing down Malignus too.
The following five weeks Iradox and Doman spend on Nar Shaddaa, trying to find Malignus or the slaver groups he had on the run. Iradox felt his impatience and desperation grow as they went from one loose end to another; from time to time, he could feel Tlaena's suffering and growing hopelessness, but he was never able to pinpoint her location. Eventually, Iradox and Doman was found by the slavers. They'd heard rumours about Iradox and Doman asking around about them and thought they were bounty hunter hired by Malignus to destroy them. Iradox spotted this as an opportunity and allowed himself and Doman to be captured by the slavers. In restrains they were pulled to the slaver's headquarters and confronted by their cyborg leader - a man named Dursk. Surprisingly Doman and Dursk recognized one another; it turned out they'd both worked for the slaver Tabrian Barank, whom Malignus had first stroke down. In the subsequent years, Dursk had rebuild the slaver operation at best he could, but always had to hide from Malignus who heavily cut his profits. That, it turns out, was why Doman wanted Malignus dead; the self-righteous Sith Lord had cost him millions of credits. Still, Dursk viewed Doman as a traitor and wanted to execute both his prisoners.
Lord Iradox and Tlaena Vayne.
This is when Iradox, who was disguised as a mandalorian, revealed himself as a Sith Lord. With the help of Doman, Iradox quickly subdued the slavers and their leader. Then, when holding the superior bargaining hand, Iradox offer the slavers a deal; they would join him, be supplied with military weaponry, reinforcements and together they would crush Malignus for good
Armed with a private army of well armed and angry thugs plus the location of his foe's hideout, Iradox stormed Malignus' base of operations. The battle was hectic and bloody. Iradox hardly noticed; he sensed Tlaena's desperate Force Presence straight ahead and hunted it like a nexu it's pray, obliterating anything and anyone who dared get in his way. Eventually, Iradox found a shaken and traumatized Tlaena kneeling beside the corpse of a twi'lek. Iradox wrapped her exposed figure in his cape and ripped off her shock collar. He carried her to his ship and they returned home.
It quickly became clear that Tlaena was deeply traumatized. Apparently, she'd been forced to live the life of the lowest and most abused slave while in Malignus' custody. It seemed that Malignus and his followers of former slaves enjoyed reversing the situation so to speak. As a result, Tlaena was no longer the same; the five weeks in hell had transformed her from a eager and at times arrogant Sith Apprentice, to a scared and frightened wreck. This yet again put Iradox in a dilemma between his duty and his emotions. On one hand, he'd grown far too emotional attached to Tlaean to abandon her. One the other hand, she couldn't serve the purpose of being his wife if she didn't recover; he needed a strong Sith Lord to further his House and bloodline.
In the end, Iradox convinced himself that he'd invested too much time in Tlaena to give up on her, and thus duty demanded that he protected her and helped her recover. The fact that his emotions clouded his judgement at this point was lost to him. Thus, Iradox went out of his way to cover over Tlaena weakness in this period - even when it made him look bad in the eyes of his follow Sith, and made his greatest weakness obvious to anyone paying attention.
In time and with some support Tlaena started recovering, slowly overcoming what she'd been through and used it to reshape and empower herself. Eventually, Iradox' agent successfully located Malignus. With Tlaena at his side Iradox went to confront him. The fight was brutal. Iradox had planned to be as Tlaena's side when she stroke down her tormentor, but Malignus had many bodyguards who were strong in the Force. While Iradox was busy fighting those, Malignus lured Tlaena after him into what was obviously a trap. Regardless, when Iradox finished slaying the bodyguards and stormed to his love's side she was standing besides Malignus' corpse. She gazed up at him with more strength and certainty than he'd ever seen in her, and at that moment Iradox was glad he hadn't given up on her; she was the perfect match for him, both to grand him an heir and to fill the empty void in his heart. Not long after, Tlaena became Lord Vayne.
Lord Iradox and Lord Vayne fighting side by side on Quesh
Finally came the time where the Hands of Darkness' talk of bringing a dark age upon the galaxy lead to action. However, do to lacking support from the Dark Council the Hands didn't possess the resources to fight a proper war. Thus, their Crusade of Dakness started on Aldeeran; the Prophet's Envoy, Lord Themion, had secured an alliance with a noble house called House Vaala. In exchange for the Hands' support with reclaiming their lost lands from House Organa, House Vaala promised to fund the Hands' war campaign. Therefore, Iradox and his apprentices joined the sect's main team of Sith and headed to war in order to fight the Republic aligned Organas. The Aldeeran Campaign turned out to be a success and many subsequent campaigns would follow. On Aldeeran the Hands had gained financial support but they still needed stims, droids and more. That's why the initial war campaigns went to world like Quesh, Balmorra and Belsavis. During these campaigns Iradox played various roles in the war structure; infantry, group leader, adviser and even Shadow Commander.
It was during the Belsavis Campaign tragedy struck again. The Hands had discovered a secret Republic facility that had tested a virus called "Serum-F" on prisoners. The goal with the virus was to have it kill certain sentient races while having no effect on others. Realizing the potential damage this virus could cause, the Hands claimed a sample for themselves and destroyed the rest. However, it seemed the virus had leaked and started spreading across Belsavis. Since the hands was at this point trapped on the planet, they had no choice but wipe out the infected or otherwise risk being diseased themselves. It was at this point that a leak in Lord Vayne's suite allowed the virus to slip in an infect her. Thanks to Doctor Mimkos, Vayne survived the infection but was forced to wear her suite at all times - less she would spread the disease. Not only did this mean she and Iradox could no longer physically touch one another, the virus also made Vayne infertile. This abruptly held Iradox and Vayne's planes to marry and rebuild their Houses and bloodlines together. At first, Iradox couldn't accept this to be true; he invested millions of credits in medical researched and buried himself in records about Sith Alchemy and Sorcery, but to no avail; neither he or Vayne could find a cure for her condition... Iradox had to accept that he'd yet again lost the one person that meant the world to him, and that duty demanded he abandoned his love and found another woman to grant him an heir...
Hunt for the Traitor 12 ATC
"It is the nature of vengeance. He is responsible for our bloodline nearly being wiped out. It is only fair that we destroy everything he built in life." - Ghost of Darth Iractor
Do to all his exemplary services towards the Hands of Darkness, Iradox was eventually named a Shadow Guard; one of the highest ranks within the sect. With that rank came certain duties and privileges. Among other things, the Shadow Guards was to watch over the Hands' relics and had access to all of them. Iradox, took particular interest in one of them; The Kathol Stone. It was the stone's unique nature that caught his eye. Unlike the other artifacts it felt neither dark or light, but more like multicoloured. He proceeded to reading records about how it was recovered and its supposed usages. It turned out that those who held the stone claimed to have been able to walk back in time and observe events that had passed. This intrigued Iradox and he decided to lend the stone and bring it to the Nyâsh Estate; it was time to figure out who'd betrayed his father's trust.
Once there, Iradox activated the stone and flow-walked back to the night before the Nyâsh Purge. He ended up in his Darth Iractor's office, where his father had gathered his allies and the significant Nyâsh members. To Iradox surprise he recognized one of the allies as Lord Vanden,the man who would later became the leader of the Hands of Darkness, and would be succeeded by the current Prophet; Darth Derriohan. When Vanden spoke, it was with a sceptical tone as he questioned Iractor's plan, pointing out how risky it was. This triggered an ominous suspicion in Iradox and he started pondering whether he'd found his traitor. He couldn't be sure though, so he flow-walked to the point where the actual purge had happened. With a fast beating heart he observed the scenario that always hunted his nightmares; he saw the obliteration of his House and the murder of his father. Iradox didn't linger, he followed his mother, Lord Iravius, as she dashed towards his room.
They never arrived at their destination, a man in basic armour blocked their way. Iradox recognized him as Vanden's apprentice - he'd seen him besides Vanden in his father's office. Iravius shouted at him and told him to step aside! The man laughed at her and revealed that was now Lord Siqsa, and that he'd earned his promotion by revealing the Nyâsh plans to the Emperor. Iravius enraged and attacked Siqsa with great fury, but the newly appointed Sith Lord seemed to match her every move. Iradox felt a great urge to aid his mother and slay the traitor, but he couldn't; That Kathol Stone's power didn't allow him to interact with the past. Eventually, Iravius aimed a slash too high and Siqsa murdered her with a swift slash. Seeing his mother die, Iradox dropped the stone and stormed to her side. However, before he could reach her, he was dragged back to the present. He was left standing there with a burning hatred for a new enemy and an troubling suspicion.
The next days, Iradox spend going through Hands and Imperial records for any data on Siqsa and Vanden. About Siqsa, Iradox soon learned that he'd kept increasing his power over the twenty three years that'd past since the Nyâsh Purge, and that he was now a Darth. About Vanden, Iradox found plenty of records in the Hands' archives, but nothing about whether or not Vanden had betrayed the House Nyâsh. This nagged at Iradox, because if Vanden had indeed caused his bloodline to fall from glory, then wasn't the Hands of Darkness to blame as well?
When Iradox was on the edge of giving up, he was confronted by the spirit of his dead father. The Ghost of Darth Iractor mocked him, saying that Vanden was of course to blame, and that Iradox was bound by duty to avenge his House by purging the Hands! Iradox was reluctant to accept this, but in his mind he'd already started considering possible ways he could betray the sect he was part of.
The next day, Iradox was summoned by the Prophet of Darkness. This caused him to grow nervous; he'd always been sceptical towards the religious part of the Hands; the idea that Darth Derriphan was a Prophet that'd foreseen their future seemed unlikely to him. Still, when he stood in front of her and gazed into her yellow eyes, he couldn't help but fear she'd already foreseen his betrayal. Apparently she hadn't, because she'd had a mission for him. Some Imperial Forces had laid siege to House Vaala on Aldeeran, who fund the Hands' war campaign. It was imperative that this siege was broken and that House Vaala stayed intact, less The War of Darkness could come to a hold. Seeing a opportunity to either prove himself or cause great harm to the Hands, Iradox accepted the mission, gathered his forces and travelled to Aldeeran.
Lord Iradox talking to Lord Rachin
When Iradox arrived with his forces, he instantly recognized that they were outnumbered and outgunned. Because of that, and because Iradox debated whether to ally with this mysteries enemy against the Hands, he sent their commander a holocall. He came into contact with a Lord Rachin, and upon hearing that the man worked for Darth Siqsa, who'd killed his mother, Iradox instantly dismissed all thoughts of an alliance. Instead, he and the high ranking officers started planning an assault. When the battle came, it was brutal and extend into the Vaala Estate. However, do to Iradox' smart tactics, he ended up victories despite all the disadvantages. At the end of the battle Iradox faced off against Lord Rachin and beat him with ease. Through Rachin, Iradox learned that the attack against House Vaala had been a distraction. While the Hands had their eyes turned on Aldeeran, Siqsa was planning to ambush the Hands' flagship with his own and obliterate them from behind - if they didn't accept him as their new leader, that is. Knowing this, Iradox and his men disguised themselves with the enemies' armours and boarded Siqsa's flagship; the Saarai. When on board Iradox' men, lead by Sergeant Hail, made their way to the bridge in order to assume control. In the meantime Iradox made his way to Darth Siqsa's quarters. Here, he confronted the man who he knew had had a hand in the Nyâsh Purge, and who he'd seen kill his mother. The battle was hard and Iradox almost lost on several occasions, but eventually he outsmarted the Darth and thrust his lightsaber into Siqsa's heart! This merely caused the Darth to laugh at him as he attempted to transfer his very essence into Iradox' body. Iradox collapsed and entered a mental battle with his foe. During this battle, Siqsa dug into Iradox' memories and utilized all his doubts against him. However, then Iradox counter-attacked he caught the glimpse of one of Siqsa's memories. In that memory he was arguing with Vanden, who called Siqsa a fool for betraying House Nyâsh. Seeing that, Iradox realized both Vanden and the Hands was blameless for the Nyâsh Purge, only the Siqsa was to blame! Empowered by reviewed fury, Iradox pushed Siqsa out of his body and into Chaos.
When he woke up the ghost of his father was there to greet him. It praised his accomplishments and reminded him that he now also possessed the means to obliterate the Hands. The ghost of Darth Iractors told Iradox to assumed control of the Saarai and ambush the Hands' flagship just as Siqsa had intended. That way, the Hands would either be forced to obey him or be obliterated. Iradox disagreed, in his opinion House Nyâsh had nothing to gain from making an enemy off with the Hands of Darkness, and trying to assumed control over them was far too risky. The ghost grew furious and outright ordered Iradox to betray the Hands. Iradox stared back at his dead father and told him it was this arrogance and presumed immortality that'd caused the Nyâsh Purge in the first place. Hearing this, the ghost of Darth Iractor disappeared.
Iradox went to the Saarai's bridge, which Sergeant Hail had secured. Here, he assumed control and ordered the ship jump into hyperspace at the planned coordinates. Soon, the Saarai came out just behind the Hands' flagship. The admiral asked whether to fire but Iradox shook his head and instead asked that they hailed the Hands. Iradox came to contact with Darth Derriphan and explained the situation. The Prophet approved and promised to utilize her influence with the Dark Council to see that he was probably rewarded. Not long after, Iradox could count himself a Darth.
The story continues here.