Sith'ari
Carsacc stared harshly at the carved markings in the wall. He doubted that he would find reference to Yuthura within the temples, and he really didn't want to risk entering them. Instead, he had found entrance into another building, one he didn't recognize.
Strangely, the room seemed to be a cantina, or the broken remnants of one. The walls had faded and furniture cracked and in some cases crumbled completely. In front of him he found a single carving. It spelt out in modern letters, 'Yuthura Ban'. They were freshly carved, almost as if they had been written minutes before he arrived. There was no sign of age to them. He had no doubt that the woman who had spoken to him in the cave had something to do with this. The question was, had she been Jedi or Sith?
"Yuthura Ban," he muttered under his breath before turning around to walk the room. "What connection do you play in this?"
"She can't speak to you."
He twirled around to see the strangely marked entity standing in the light. "You again."
"I should have taken you back into the academy, but no matter, she was here, too."
"What do you want?" he folded his arms across the chest.
"Only to give you knowledge. You've been here before."
"Once," he said coldly.
"Uh-huh." She glided closer. "Before. When Lord Katashak was experimenting. You stuck your nose were it didn't belong."
"It was an accident," he growled, as she circled him curiously.
"Of course it was. But nevertheless, his eagerness to build the perfect being, as well as your curiosity, killed him: the Last Sith Lord. Curiosity killed the cat, and I do believe he had Cathar ancestry." She smirked. "Do you know what he was trying to create?"
Carsacc remained silent. There was nothing for him to say here.
"The Sith'ari. He wanted to become the perfect being. Not that he knew much about it, save for a holocron he found that Yuthura had saved over seven thousand years ago. It was surprising that she succeeded where others didn't. No one else knew it. Even Bane didn't find it. Katashak stumbled on it by accident."
"What does this have to do with me?"
"What? Everything. You know that the contraption he built, tried to build, caused the Force not to leave him to become part of everything, as the deaths of the other Jedi and Sith had. It all went to you."
"I have no powers," Carsacc said quietly.
"Wrong!" she snapped, her demeanor changing. "You have them; you simply cannot use them. They are locked away and require a key. But that key requires physical touch to access them. Hard to believe you somehow went for thirty years without touching a single entity with Force-sensitivity, at least not with bare skin. And it's not like they're hard to come by, considering that, thanks to Horshaka, everyone has an exact balance of it. But you-"
She pointed her finger angrily at him. "You went on excavations, toured the galaxy, kept away in tiny little cantinas. And people are afraid, most won't even listen to dreams that tell them they have Force powers, if only they'll use them, learn about them! Of all the creatures in the galaxy, only one I tested listened, and even she was hesitant."
Carsacc stiffened. "Hsanya. What does she know?"
"Nothing. Nothing more than what you told her. I led her to you, but beyond that she is ignorant- ignorant as a Jedi!"
He watched the Sith woman calmly. "That's impossible."
She looked startled. "What?"
"I had to have touched somebody, anybody. Perhaps when handing a credit off, or accepting a mug of Corellian Ale." He smiled quietly, thinking he had evaded her meaning.
She shook her head. "Sad. You have all that power and no desire to use it. That may change. But it is true. Something about you, perhaps the Force itself, made sure people stayed away. And you survived. Exile is always a strange thing, particularly to those with the Force."
"I don't have it," he said quietly. "No more than the next person."
She shook her head. "You are a fool. Lord Katashak's death gave you all of his powers, perhaps more, and yet you deny it. You are not worthy of the title of Sith Lord." She made an angry face at him before disappearing in the dim light.
"Good. I don't want it." He strode stiffly out of the fallen city.
