Nar Shaddaa

Touring places of power... with Jo'ren occupied, Moyr would be the queen's guide. It was Moyr who had brought the idea up with Jo'ren, who in turn had suggested the trip, being one of those who realised the place's significance but who hadn't pierced the veil of it yet.

Cloaked and masked in the kingly gift, Moyr awaited her two paces from the bank. There was a lot swirling in her mind.

Jug’tih arrives with an honor guard of three Massassi. She steps out of her speeder and says, “I will not question… no I definitely question your taste in meeting spots.”

Moyr bowed at her arrival, mask-facing her.

"And rightfully so, but first and foremost thank you for coming nonetheless, Your Majesty." She gestured toward the lake. " But I assumed places of power could get your attention. You probably feel the vergence. There is an ancient pyramid at the bottom of it."

“It is dark, it is lovely,” she responds. “I hope there is more to this meeting than this.”

"I must once again thank you for your gift. It has become a part of who I am, and I have not tarnished the face of Yavin by weakness. It had never failed me until this one time, here." She pointed to the lake. "I had a moment of premonition then, or a memory pressed itself into my consciousness. Of you, Your Majesty. So I have wondered if there's an unknown connection between who you are and what is down there."

She kneels near the edge, “Nothing is beyond the sight of the eyes of Yavin and I am Yavin, I am her people and I am their master. You have served me well and given me great insight to power.”

"So it is as I suspected. Your gaze has been with me all the time. But only here have I been able to ascertain that." Moyr stepped with her. "The knowledge I found beneath this surface was temporarily denied to me. Was it because you intervened? Or is it because of an even greater will?"

“I took it,” Jug’tih says.

"Why didn't you want me to have it?"

“I wanted the power and you were trying so hard, it had to be important, and it was,” she says calmly.

"I would like our relationship to be a little different. You know for a fact I have no qualms against your rise in power and in fact have willingly supported it, promoting it far and wide. And I have proven my value. But I don't enjoy the leash and the muzzle. You stand to lose if I am forced to be defiant." Moyr cautiously replied.

"I see no reason for us not to continue such a fruitful arrangement," she responds.

"Can we agree that from now on I shall be sharing my discoveries with you voluntarily, and we shall be discussing related courses of action?"

“I can try such a path for now,” she replies after some thought.

"I am glad."

Moyr nodded.

"You probably realise I have freed Hakagram Graush's Shadow Hand into this world. She has a life as a Chiss now, under Dark Xevious, but her own thirst for power may lead her to the Ascendancy. I wonder if you and her have a history, and what it is. Because I see an opportunity here."

"I have seen it, though she is not familiar to me personally," she responds.

"This is actually good news. I suppose you'd like your people to handle modern technology well. If she succeeds, the Chiss could be a good partner in that. Right now you mostly rely on Darth Vengean, but you of all people know the best how volatile Sith politics can be."

“Sith politics are volatile, period,” she responds. “My people are adapting quickly, they see the benefits of service to a powerful queen with a powerful vision.”

"I understand it as lack of your substantial interest in the the affairs of the Shadow Hand then." Moyr mused. "But then, we need to return to this issue of the knowledge you have taken from me..."

[Which needs resolution of the thread with Watcher-5 first?]

"I suppose it is," she says not really following the point. "Is there a point to all this?"

"Of course. I want the memory of my discovery back."

"It would do you little good, your little crusade is pointless. Best to focus on yourself," she says in reply. "Or do you wish to perfect this ritual?"

"I want to make my own calls on what is and what is not pointless. Sometimes knowledge is all the weapon one needs. I would not have mounted the effort if I didn't mean it."

"Fine, I will forward you my findings on the morrow," she says casually standing at her full height. "It will not make much sense to you, but as you say knowledge is important."

Moyr nodded, then looked up at the tall woman.

"There are only so many times I can be fooled though, Your Highness. If you choose to adulterate it, I will find out sooner or later. For the sake of better cooperation between us, I hope it won't be the case thus."