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Any updates? Any word on anything new with Reversal of Fortune. There has to be a continuation it just left us hanging.

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Evil Never Dies: The Sith Dynasties
June 22, 2006

By Abel G. Peņa
Over the millennia, the Sith have existed in many forms: as a people, as a religion, as a dictatorship, as a philosophy. The Sith have been brought to the brink of extinction time and again, yet they have always found a way to survive. Many times the title of "the last Dark Lord" has been erroneously applied. First the Dark Lord Naga Sadow, vanquished by the Galactic Republic in the Great Hyperspace War 5,000 years before the Battle of Yavin, was thought to be the last. Then a thousand years later, the fallen Jedi Exar Kun was considered the last of these dark siders' twisted kind.

Then Darth Nihilus... then Lord Kaan... then Darth Vader.

In the words of the arcane scholar Murk Lundi, the Sith, though oft-vanquished, understood and fully embraced a fundamental concept that was certain to assure their survival and resurrection -- an idea that most Jedi refused to accept.

Simply, if the will of the Force demands balance, then evil can never die.

Since the Beginning


"It is relevant to note that the word 'Sith' can be found in Pre-Corellian lexicons as a term meaning 'due to' or more plainly, 'since.' Sith that time -- wait, that's not right [student laughter] -- since that time, the word has evolved with Corellian phraseology to give us highly useful expressions, such as the expletives, 'Sithspit!' and 'Sithspawn!' [student laughter]." -- Lecture recording from The Lundi Series, Vol. 3: Origins of the Darth Dynasty, Soundbyte Texts
The term Sith was once used to describe a variety of beings, and was not always synonymous with the dark side. Originally not only a cult but a cultured species before they were subjugated by dark Jedi exiles, the blood-colored humanoid Sith people lived a superficially barbaric though surprisingly harmonious existence on their homeworld Korriban. Sentient sacrifices to their gods, dining on bloodsoup, a rigid and prejudice caste system, and war between nations were all common in Sith culture. These barbarous practices were accepted not as contrary or antagonistic to life, but integral to it. War was quite literally a concept on par with peace or serenity; conceptually, the Sith people did not or could not differentiate one state from the other. There was, ultimately, only existence.

Some historians have speculated that the attitudes of the early Sith people were owed to a prehistoric encounter between their species and the vampiric beings known as the Anzati. Volfe Karkko, a rare Anzat Jedi known for his prolonged study of one of the Jedi Temple's rare Sith holocrons, was fond of reminding his fellow Knights that the Anzati "remember the very first Sith." Beyond the anecdotal, though, there is no solid evidence to support this theory.

A peculiarity of the Sith people was their innate tendency toward left-handedness. This led to their creation of the lanvarok, a forearm-mounted weapon adapted strictly for left-handed use (human Sith Lords later crafted a right-handed version). Pure-blooded Sith were also steadily bred out as their genes were eventually alchemically mixed with those of humanoid dark Jedi. Even after the genetic fusion, the Sith's rigid caste system remained in place. Priests and warriors, called Kissai and Massassi respectively, were two of the prominent classes. Later in their history, those that bore the elevated title of Sith Lord were became relatively common, but in 100,000 years of their existence, the Sith only ever had one monarch overlord.

Ruling nearly 3,000 years before the rise of the Galactic Republic, King Adas was a massive, regal being encased in majestic ebon warrior armor. Raised from his youth as a chosen being due to the charcoal pigment of his skin, Adas demonstrated great intelligence, fighting prowess, and a tremendous aptitude for Sith magic. With his alchemically forged battle-ax, Adas led the bloody unification of Korriban's disparate nations and became its undisputed world ruler. The Sith people came to believe that King Adas was immortal and that his reign would be eternal.

In fact, Adas was almost three hundred years old and had earned the title Sith'ari (meaning "the Lord" or "overlord") when alien invaders came to Korriban. Misshapen Force-sensitive beings, these Rakatan soldiers of the so-called Infinite Empire first attempted to lull King Adas into their confidence by teaching him how to record his essence into a pyramidal, magical device called a holocron. But the Rakata soon showed their true colors and tried to conquer the Sith people. But even at that ripe age, the Sith King refused to go quietly and introduced the invaders to his oversized axe and the unconquerable will of his people. The dark siders were defeated, but the king gave his life to secure the Sith's freedom. After his death, King Adas' holocron passed to his "Shadow Hand," his trusted advisor and second in command. Without Adas' unifying influence, wars once again raged for rule of the Sith people, with the reigning combatants arrogantly claiming the title of Sith'ari, and eventually forcing a relocation of the Sith capitol to the planet Ziost. Eventually, almost two-dozen millennia after Adas' death, a proper successor to Adas seemed to come at last. Known in Republic space as the Exiles, traitorous Jedi defeated in a galactic war called the Hundred-Year Darkness arrived on Korriban and cowed the Sith people with their astounding Force abilities, lightsabers, and superior technology. With the help of the ruling king's Shadow Hand, these Jen'jidai, as the Sith called them, lured the Sith monarch into their confidence and destroyed him. Never anticipating this stunning sequence of events, the Sith people concluded that the dark Jedi were themselves more powerful gods than even the Sith'ari. Bestowing the Exiles with Adas' holocron, the reign of the first Jen'ari, or "Dark Lord" of the Sith began.

The last lord of the Sith Empire to possess Adas' holocron was Lord Garu, who died around the time of the Great Hyperspace War. The holocron was abandoned on the planet Ashas Ree until its rediscovery centuries later by the fallen Jedi Freedon Nadd. Nadd used it to rule the planet Onderon, where the teachings of King Adas helped usher in a new age of darkness. When the Jedi eventually freed Onderon of the dark side, they gained possession of the Sith holocron and banished it to a place where it could, presumably, never be recovered -- under millions of tons of water on a scarcely known world called Kodai.


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May 12, 2006

Page 1

By Carolyn Golledge; Illustrations by Doug Shuler
More red lights flashed on the X-wing's flight-board and laser-scored gray metal filled the viewport. Squadron leader Makintay's R2 droid squealed and chattered alarms, telling him they'd just lost their port-side firepower. The laser tip assembly snapped off as the S-foil barely cleared the Imperial carrier's underbelly.

"We can do it. Hang in there," Mak urged, willing his small fighter free. Red-gold light filled the cockpit, the X-wing very nearly consumed by the carrier's burning exhaust. Mak squeezed his eyes shut, then in the next breath, the glare was gone. The starfield welcomed him as he swooped up and out, accelerating toward the jump point.

"Green Leader," his wingman called, "Are you okay?"

"Dammit, Dallin," Mak snapped, "Obey orders. Go!" Both Green and Blue squadrons should no longer be visible. They'd been given a pre-set hyperspace vector to jump out of the battle zone. Mak noted their Corellian corvette companion had jumped to safety. They'd hoped to see her board the Imperial carrier. Mak cursed; no chance of that now. Somehow the carrier had by-passed the Rebels' jamming signals to recall its TIE fighter escort.

Responding to their commander's orders, Dallin and the six fighters following him in a tight V formation winked out into hyperspace.

Makintay gave one quick glance behind, a farewell to the young pilot he had tried to save. Spinning ever deeper into space, Gifford's X-wing had been reduced to fragmented debris. "Damn you, Dru," Mak cursed, his voice rough with restrained emotion, "I told you to leave it." He had no time for further eulogy. The TIEs rounded the carrier, bearing down on him, seeking another kill.

Mak punched the hyperspace jump and the starlight blurred further with his filmed vision. Gifford too had known how badly their Rebel friends back at Eyrie Base needed those supplies. The ground crews were listless and tired as much because of meager rations as a crippling work schedule. The Hoth disaster hadn't helped matters. Eyrie had come to the aid of the survivors, giving what little they could spare to aid the Alliance's Central Command in establishing a new base.

It was a vicious circle that grew more so with each passing day --they desperately needed to capture an Imperial supply ship, or raid one of their bases, but ever more X-wings were grounded for want of replacement parts. Curse the luck. They'd had that stray carrier almost completely disabled, the ventral engine the only one still burning when those TIEs had returned.

So near yet so far, and worse, Gifford was dead, another X-wing lost to them. Mak had tried so hard to save the boy, risking his own life. He'd diverted two of Gifford's pursuers, thrusting his fighter into the fray as the foolhardy, brave Rebel dared one last blast at the carrier's engine. Mak had imagined his X-wing as a defending sword in his fist, flashing down to intercept the enemies' blades.

In the high-tech worlds beyond Makintay's native planet, Hargeeva, the sword was considered an archaic weapon. Mak snorted. No, even at home in Arginall City the sword would be considered hopelessly out-of-date these days. But 20 years ago, on his eighth birthday, Mak had been sent for the customary training with his father's Palace Guard. Little more than an infant, he'd still been bowed and scraped to, called "M'Lord" by grizzled, battle-hardened soldiers. Lord Stevan Makintay, elder son and heir. It seemed impossible those days could have belonged to the one lifetime.

Disinherited by an enraged father, all that stayed with Mak was his useless expertise with a sword. Still there was much in fencing moves that could be adapted to battle strategies even when an Xwing was your weapon. Mak's pilots liked to joke about his frequent sword-references. They assumed he'd earned his famous scar in one of his native-world's aristocratic duels. Mak smiled and touched a gloved hand to that thin white line running from the corner of his right eye to the earlobe. No way would he ever reveal it was a jealous lover had given him that cut. Ketrian Altronel was definitely not the forgiving kind.

It had to have been years since he'd last seen her. He often wondered if she ever asked after him. But no, he knew she'd have lost herself to her work. He'd never known anyone who could become so passionate about metal alloys. She was a brilliant metallurgist; he'd heard she'd recently been promoted to head of her department. Working for the Empire. And probably devoted to the Empire, too. Anyone who could back her revolutionary scientific theories with generously funded research grants would certainly win her favor.

Stars alone knew what she might have invented by now; she rarely knew what day it was when some idea had hold of her. It was as well she could find solace in her work, Mak mused, feeling the accustomed twinge of guilt. Maybe he should have tried harder to contact her, to explain. It had hurt him to think she believed he'd abandoned her.

A beeping from his flight computer brought Mak out of his reminiscing. His R2 unit informed him they were coming up on Karatha. As the star lines streaked back into place about him, Mak could find none of his usual relief to be safely home. Ahead of him, just about to disappear into Karatha's blue-green atmosphere, Mak counted one fighter missing. For all his stern discipline, Mak loved his men, did his best to protect them. He'd been proud of his low casualty rate. Until today.

Mak's hand trembled as he checked his sensors, grief evaporating in a white-hot inferno of pure rage. There were those responsible for Gifford's death, complacent, safe in their command council seats, sending young men to battle with failing equipment and even worse intelligence reports. It looked to be a lovely bright day down there, a new day Gifford would not see.

Early morning sea-fogs had melted away from the towering limestone cliffs that held the Eyrie. That was the pilots' name for the natural sink-hole that housed the base's main hangar two levels above the living quarters that bordered the sandy beach below. A far cry from the icy nightmare Mak recalled before his transfer here from Hoth. But they'd had more food, more fuel, more personnel on Hoth.

Mak's rage peaked as he remembered the pre-dawn call-up by fighter command. They'd had word from intelligence of a straying Imperial supply carrier. All the squadrons were excited about that, but Mak and his fellow leaders had been refused the extra fighters they believed they would need to ensure the carrier's capture. They couldn't afford the time needed to finish repairs on those downed Xwings -- even if they had the necessary parts. Intelligence had assured them they would meet little opposition. Now Gifford was dead, and they were returning empty-handed.


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Well, Legacy #2 hit the stores two days ago. eek!


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Can't wait till it's available for download. Do you know when that will be?


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It wasn't in the latest DCP pack sad

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sure i can use more.

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Here's part two of Evil Never Dies: The Sith Dynasties:

The Mecrosa Order
Immediately following their conquest of the Sith people (circa 7,000 years before the Battle of Yavin), a few upstart Exiles, now self-proclaimed Sith Lords, returned to Republic space believing they could revenge themselves on their Jedi enemies with their new knowledge of Sith magic. The attack proved premature, however, and instead they succeeded only in revealing that some Jedi schismatics had found a new home and a people to rule outside of charted Republic space. The true scale of the Sith menace lurking in unknown space remained invisible for millennia, however. Two thousand years later, the Great Hyperspace War indelibly proved to the Jedi how dangerous the Sith Lords could be.

The thoroughness of the Jedi extermination efforts following this first full-scale Sith war was criticized by many as being executed with a gusto rivaling a Bothan declaration of Total War. Nevertheless, Sith teachings survived, and a thousand years later, a new war erupted, this time called the Great Sith War. This conflict came to be grouped with a series of major Sith-related encounters that followed soon after: the Mandalorian Wars, the Jedi Civil War, and the Cleansing of the Nine Houses.

The Mecrosa Order was the focus of the Cleansing. The order started out benevolently enough. Emerging during the Tapani sector's Dynastic Era, approximately a quarter millennium before the Great Sith War, the Mecrosa began as an order of nobles from House Mecetti who took an oath to protect the house against external attack and insurrection. For the next two hundred years, Mecrosa flourished from its castle on the planet Nyssa, gaining wealth and erecting chapter houses and fortresses on Mecetti worlds. To assist in its crusade, the order also oversaw the creation of an elaborate spy network. It is believed that the virtues of the Mecrosa Order were compromised somewhere during this two century stretch. Jedi from rival House Pelagia insisted that the order's founder, Viscountess Mireya, was the root of Mecrosa's Sith corruption.

When Mecetti High Lord Tritum XI realized there was a threat of inbreeding facing his house, he sought to introduce new noble blood. In one of those all-too-common circumstances when politics and noble pride must be reconciled, Tritum looked to a suitor outside the Tapani region -- to the nobility of a world called Vjun. Vjunite Viscountess Mireya brought to House Mecetti not only her noble pedigree, but Sith teachings as well. Sith rituals were subtly integrated into Mecrosa initiation rites and ceremonies, and soon Sith "lords" of a very different breed terrorized Tapani sector, assassinating Tapani house leaders that appeared to threaten Mecetti power and infecting Pelagia's Jedi with Sith poisons.

The Great Sith War turned out to be advantageous for Tapani citizens, for it focused Jedi attentions toward the Sith in their sector. After crushing Exar Kun, the Jedi collectively turned their might against the Mecrosa Order and flensed the Sith corruption in what came to be known as the Cleansing of the Nine Houses. However, contrary to popular belief, the Jedi didn't destroy the Mecrosa Order itself. The surviving Mecrosa, many of them non-Force-sensitive to begin with, went even deeper underground, trading the flash of Sith magic and supernatural poisons for the silence of frinka venom and martial arts.

The humbled Mecrosa survived the next 4,000 years, maintaining their secret through careful member selection and their tradition of assassination. Only during the New Sith Wars and the Jedi Purge did the order participate in sector events more actively, respectively poisoning Sith Lady Belia Darzu for her unwanted incursions into Tapani Space and taking revenge against the Pelagian Jedi for their role in decimating Mecrosa during the Cleansing. It was during the Jedi Purge after the Clone Wars that King Adas' holocron fell back into the hands of Sith descendants, when Mecrosa's most skilled agent Sir Nevil Tritum, snuck his way into Pelagia's holocron library. Despite not having any Force abilities, Tritum reported to his superiors his successful recovery of Adas' holocron from three very dead Jedi guardians.

Some time after the Battle of Endor, the Mecrosa were visited in their fortress on Nyssa by a woman appearing for all the galaxy like the abominable offspring of Darth Vader, requesting access to the order's most ancient documents and their Sith holocron. With little option and a sense of obligation, the Mecrosa ceded to the Dark Lady Lumiya's demands.


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Today would be the last time they would be sent out underprepared. Mak swore it would not happen again. Swinging his X-wing about so that it swooped home along the sea-cliffs like one of the native birds of prey, Mak determined to deliver that oath to Intelligence Commander Baran without delay. Slag the orders! Fighter command could wait to debrief him. Who knows? He might even have cooled down a little by then, but he doubted it. One glance at Gifford's empty place would be enough to insure that.
He took savage pleasure in rehearsing a blistering speech, his R2 droid doing much of the work as the X-wing was guided down and into the hangar. Mak was climbing up and out of his seat as soon as the canopy slid back.

"Sorry, Mak," he heard someone say softly behind him as his boots met the tarmac. "Dallin said you did all you could."

"Yeah?" Mak snarled. He swung about, confronting Merinda, the tiny female tech who was leader of his ground crew. Even the genuine concern in her ovoid green eyes could not cool his temper. "Well, it wasn't enough," he shouted. "And this time," he hefted an accusing forefinger, "those incompetent chair-polishers aren't getting away with it." He stormed off toward the turbolift that would take him down to Command Center.

"Wait, Mak!" Merinda jogged to keep up with him. "Think!" She grabbed at his arm, slowing him a little. She knew that even in a rage he was too much of a gentleman to push her aside. The turbolift was full and she took her chance as he was forced to wait. "What good will it do you to get demoted again? You remember what happened last time."

Mak glared at her, ready to tell her he didn't care. But that wasn't true; not being squadron leader left less able men to protect his pilots. "Slag it, Merin," he said, suddenly weary. "I've got to do something!" Frustrated, he ran a hand through his disarrayed hair.

"I know," she said sympathetically, "and I agree. But you need a plan if you're to have any real impact on that idiot, Barren-Brain."

The familiar disparaging name for Commander Baran brought a faint smile to Mak's lips. "A plan, huh?" he said. He waved his chief tech into the turbolift as it opened for them. "You're up to something. Give!"

She did so, laying out her ideas for confronting command with a scheme to secure experts who could manufacture needed replacement parts on Karatha rather than having the squadrons go raiding for them.

"It sure beats anything Baran's come up with lately," Mak agreed as they stepped out of the lift again.

"Thanks a million," Merinda said sourly. "A newt-worm could outthink Baran."

"I didn't mean ... " He saw her grin and realized she was teasing again, trying to trigger his "high-falutin' manners."

"It's just that I know what Baran will say."

"Me, too." She imitated Baran's prim and proper tone. "And just where are all these eager-to-defect experts you've been hiding from us, Chief? Under your bed? In your tool kit?"

"Expert!" Mak exclaimed, coming to a halt so suddenly that Merinda collided with him. "That's it. I should have thought of it sooner."

"What?" she demanded.

"Not what. Who," he declared, smiling. "Ketrian Altronel."

* * *

He looks nothing like his son, Ketrian thought sourly. She stood on the far side of Arginall Refinery's small office, observing Imperial Governor Makintay's expression as he tried to comprehend the computer diagnostics. Never did, but all those dinner parties aren't helping.

"Pompous old fool," AIikka Nolan whispered to Ketrian. "He hasn't the faintest idea of what he's looking at." As personnel supervisor she was expected to be present for the evaluation of Altronel's alloy sample.

"No," Ketrian replied, leaning down to her shorter fair-haired friend, "but he sure does." She indicated the middle-aged uniformed Imperial seated beside the governor.

Major Nial Pedrin was commander of the Arginall garrison attached to the refinery. Also a qualified geologist, he'd been given this posting when the Empire discovered Hargeeva's mineral wealth. Variety and individuality were Pedrin's pet hates. Naturally his only other interest was geology -- stone never changed. Or at least it did not unless it was brought in to one of Ketrian's laboratories.

Today's sample was the result of her work on a mineral known as ostrine. After months of trying various combinations, Ketrian had uncovered the correct trace elements and come up with a revolutionary method of crystalline and plas-bonding that made the raw ostrine about as different as it could get. Pedrin's eyes widened further with each line he read. He picked the alloy sample up from the desk, his fingers almost seeming to caress it.

Alikka shifted impatiently. Pedrin glanced up at her, his spaceblack eyes funereal beneath his thin brows, penetrating. Alikka held his gaze steadily. The two shared as much mutual animosity as did Ketrian and the governor.

"Well?" Governor Makintay prompted.

"It seems suitable to me." Pedrin's burning eyes moved to him and the older man flushed. Makintay may be governor, but it was Pedrin who wielded the true power on Hargeeva. "Of course, you're the expert." Chastened, Makintay lowered his double chin onto his red satina-clothed chest. Pedrin disapproved of the Hargeevan aristocracy's traditional dress.


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Could someone please re-upload:
Marvel SW 1-6
Marvel SW 7-10: New Planets, New Perils
Marvel SW 11-15: "Star Search"
Marvel SW Annual 1-3

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And Legacy 2 perhaps?

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Legacy #2 (I canna post hyperlinks):

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