Kissai Tsisajakqo Jenûwtsâkyat

Also Known As: Darth Vowrawn, "Darth V."

Species: Tsis ("Sith pureblood")
Age: elderly
Homeworld: unknown (Imperial space)
Skin: maroon
Eyes: red
Weapons: The Force; trickery; lightsaber
Position: Sphere-holder, Production and Logistics
Likes: showing off, humour, indulgence, curiosity
Dislikes: lack of style, single-mindedness, unquestioning obedience
Marital status: unmarried
Apprentices: Lord Shaar, Lord Qet, Atthilike

One of the very last of an ancient Tsis family of the Kissai (priest) subculture. His full name [possibly; reconstructed from relics, documents, et.c.], Tsisajakqo Jenûwtsâkyat, translates to "The way of Sith teaching is hidden[unknown]".
The head of the Sphere of Production and Logistics, and Imperial chessmaster, his impatience with the petty, hard-headed and selfish behaviour of most of his peers has brought him to considering drastic reform measures and ideaologies within the Empire. Quietly working to overthrow species bias, he's a lover of his culture of the true Sith people, and resents human Dark Jedi colonisers for hijacking everything that is Sith, and then claiming themselves supreme.
Having no biological children, he loves select subordinates as his family, and especially notable is his bond with Qet, his exact opposite and seemingly the perfect example of the Sith Vowrawn detests. While Shaar is intelligent and Atthilike is principled, Qet is regarded as something of a brute, but his intense loyalty to Vowrawn is repaid in kind.

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“We used to rule the Sith worlds. Perhaps, as you say, it was not right or morally correct for us to be ruling them. Does that make it correct for the first Dark Jedi to enslave us, to tell us that our culture and our craft and our religion was their Darkness that they practised (that they, of course, knew so much better than we did)? Did that make it correct to make us build their tombs and die in them on their commands, to make us do all of the things that your people are now doing, because I am making them? Do you want your people to rise up and to kill your oppressors and enslavers and to rule the Empire? You can do that, I truly believe that you can. I will help you, if my help is something you want. But if my place is one you want to take, you've bought in, despite your best efforts, to what the Sith – the Dark Jedi – are telling you.”

He abandoned geniality entirely, and his face froze solid into the coldest thing she’d seen on all of Dromund Kaas. For a moment, there was nothing but ashes in his eyes. Then something shivered, and he had slipped back into the skin and robes of the boastful, grandiose, forever-smiling egotist, daring her to believe he’d ever left.

Vowrawn’s hair had once been almost black, Qet knew from colour paintings he had once seen, but now it had faded to a maroon. A scholar and tactician from the start, his speciality had never been in combat, and while he knew many secrets of the Force, his lightsaber combat on its own was something even some apprentices fresh from Korriban could match. While his mind was singularly talented, his body was simply that of an ageing, somewhat frail Sith, in no state to keep up with warriors one-fifth his age.

“I can’t be selfish alone. It’s no fun.”

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