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THE NYRIAAD ~Book I~ Now sing to me, oh everlasting Force, Of Diomedes’ rise from slave to Sith. A long and grueling journey, laced with pain, As constant struggle strengthened him each day, Awaited him from cloud-swathed Nyriaan To Korriban’s dark halls of treachery. No time to rest upon...

Prologue I, Senec Tinople, call the Sith for aid. Yes, those same Sith whom I abandoned. The Sith from whom I disappeared without a word, stealing a fighter from the Academy hangar and disappearing into the galaxy. The Sith whose calls and communiques I resolutely avoided, blocked, and...