A long time ago in a galaxy far far away.
A young girl was born a daughter of a Sith an Alderaanian Noble and my Imagination. While Roleplaying as this character, the writer of this post strengtheneth herself, rediscovered herself and would gain insights that would forever change her world. This is the story of that character.
Sy’ra was the first born daughter of the marriage between Maximilian Delinda and his wife, back then Lord Ragnya Zilas. Where Maxmilian intended his daughter to be the 9th succesor of the small Noble House Delinda on Alderaan, Ragyna had other plants. Murdering her husband while making it seem as an accident.. so she could use the spawn she just bred.. as a vessel for her to live on in.. forever beautiful. When she was the age of 6 , Maxmilian passed away and the house Delinda was left to her mother name until Sy’ra could take over. The Lord of the Sith moved her daughter to the Planet of Tatooine.. where she would try to strengthen the body and break her mind. Each day Sy’ra would receive force training, tasks way to complicated for a young girl like her to complete, if she would fail.. and she would always be set up TO fail she would be taken out to the caves nearby their residence in the dune sea, where she would be hit with a salt encrusted dulled blade To make sure she suffered a lot of pain.. but her body would harden.
Just before sunset Sy’ra would be forced to walk home on her own force, not getting supper if she would be late. As she dragged herself out of the cave each day.. drops of blood would fall into the almost perfect white sand. She would use these pink crystals to steel her resolve! The pain was over now for the next couple of hours, she got out of the cave stronger. Pink became a symbol of her determination.. her passion! These crystals reflected who she would become so one day she might escape and live the life she wanted. One day Sy’ra managed to escape, sneaking herself into some of her mother’s supplies she was smuggling to the planet of Taris. A planet she would spend almost three years on in the wilderness. She would become somewhat bewildered. Claiming she’s able to talk to animals, and even the local pest. The Rakghouls. A gambler found her on the planet while scavenging for gambling money and he took her to Nar Shaddaa where he planned to ante this new slave for some extra pocket money.
He quite soon lost her to Guilded Girada hotel and casino, where Sy’ra spend her life happily as part of the staff, slowly getting back again. Enjoying the company of people who do not want to harm, posses or kill her very much. At the age of sixteen she even began singing in the casino, now making quite a name for herself.. it did not take long for her mother to find her. Seeing how Sy’ra had grown she was ready for the ritual! Ragnya slew all of her daughters friends in front of her trying to break her spirit before she would take that over. Powerless to stop it, Ragnya started the Ritual that would end Sy’ra.. who in a last act of defiance shattered her own mind.. to break her mother.. As a result her mother was contained to a single shard in her mind.. but she lost all sense of her former self.
Years passed and the woman who forgot her own name was now wandering across the galaxy. A voice in her head guided her to Dromund Kaas, homeworld of the Sith. A female voice.. which to her knowledge was her god! She kind of hated the voice too though although she did not know why. On the Sith Homeworld she was picked up by a man named Lord Kangan, a Dark Side force healer who was intrigued by the strange way she talked. Sy’ra could not remember meaningless world.. only stuff that had imagery either visual or vocal. He worked under Darth Kraujas and Darth Gaur, who she referred to as Cloudmass and Growl , the closest association her mind could make with the words. These pureblood sith tortured her relentlessly for simply mispronouncing their names and will the girl could still not store anything in her broken mind.. the lesson of that words sometimes mean nothing was deeply imprinted upon her. Her mind trapped in perpetual confusion trapped in between extreme cruelty and extreme kid-likeness as well her amazing aptitude with mind affecting techniques made her a source attention for many in the order.
Lord Kangan discovered the source of the problem and found out her mind had been shattered in five major pieces, Signifying a persona or time of her life prior to her mind shattering.. each shared represented by a item of her past. By finding these items Kangan slowly mended the mind of the young girl and as she became more and more aware of herself she become more and more Sy’ra again. A sith girl who saw the hollowness of words as a core value , who was gifted in mind techniques and who seemed to possess some wisdom beyond her years. As she grew stronger she began to remember more and more. .as if she had been staring at her own life as an outsider. She noticed how even the darkest Sith had rallied behind her to help her.. not from the good of her heart but because they wanted to stroke their own ego. She discovered that when she was so nice and childlike people talked to her because she was not a threat. This is how she discovered there was a Niche in the Sith world that was ready to exploit! When two friends of her saved her from torture she in her own eyes well deserved she smiled and at the confused lord’s gaze answered with.. “Friendship is Magic”
Sy’ra would then pursue a path of being an actual friend to people in the Sith world.. someone they could genuinely trust. She would be the confidant of many, willing to help everyone out even at her own risk. She took in the brain damaged apprentice Veytria as someone she became a guardian off. She showed the almost personality less apprentice of her orders leader what fun mean, by singing a song about it and she began wearing pink again. Much to the dismay of her leadership who told Sy’ra over and over again that Pink is not a Sith colour she needs to wear either Black, Red.. or other dark shades. Sy’ra rebelled against this concept stating that it was a symbol of passion. She was forced to face the head master’s apprentice in a duel.. if she would lose she would die.. if she would win she would be allowed to wear Pink. The apprentice refused to fight Sy’ra , since they did not wish to kill a friend after which the odd clothed companion was forced to fight an even more powerful foe.
While she suffered defeat at the hand of Darth Kraujas his cyborg, she never backed down. As the Darth was about to step up and order her death, two other Darths in order stepped up and said she had proven herself enough, followed by four lords, followed by nearly all the apprentices in the order. Sy’ra gave them a resource they needed, they could not live without any longer. Sy’ra realised that despite codes and faith.. and believes every species in the galaxy has this need for at least some sort of social contact. Since the Sith are so easy to mistrust.. by simply being true in her beliefs that she would never do that she became that golden goose. Sy’ra experimented how far she could push this. She married Veytria , taking her away from another in the order .. who still wanted to be her friend. She managed to become the godmother of one of the Darth’s children, Alexia Murr and managed to break protocol allowing them to address each other on a first name basis. She even managed to get partial ownership of a Nar Shaddaa club simply for renting herself out to a Darth outside her order as a friend.
Sy’ra’s life was turned upside down when her wife’s brain condition got worse and she suffered complete apathy. This was the worst that what could happen to anyone in her opinion as she hated people without their own beliefs. Her order crumbled and her best friend and link to the Empire died.. or at least that’s what she thought. She consulted one of the remaining darths of the order. Asking her to make her forget Veytria and her friend.. as Sy’ra unlike other Sith did not use pain and anger as her main emotions to use the force, she used happy memories and the desire to make more of them as her inspiration. Darth Gaur Betrayed this unique sith and made her belief she was her apprentice.. seeking a new life, the pair arrived at the Azure Academy.
Sy’ra who made it to a lord in the other order quickly grew in the order. Her unique mental techniques like the dark side variant of Malacia and her whole way of thinking outside the box.. not seeing interrogation the same as others would.. but instead showing kindness to the fragile minds to make them slip and then punish them to make them spill even more in confusing surprised everyone. Sy’ra more so than other siths new how mind works. She did not cater to fears and respect. She however catered to desires, in a non sexual sense. While there were a few suitors, Sy’ra found the male minds to one sided and predictable to ever be interested in.. always favoring them more “unstable” persons, who did have hopes and dreams for themselves. She became one of the most desirable apprentices of her academy, which allowed Darth Jessina to uncover what Gaur had done to her. She claimed Sy’ra as her own apprentice and noticed a reluctance of the girl to cast force lighting , force choke or any other techniques that actual dealt damage.
The girl even refused to carry a lightsaber most of the times stating she would rather focus on using the force with both hands. Forsaken the ancient practice of Niman, she dabbled more into Sith Sorcery. Darth Vess a Zabraki female that was a powerful force walker despised her pacifist ways and tried to make her flunk her lessons. She told Sy’ra a sith should never care about others that are weaker than them. The pink sith promised that she would prove the Darth wrong before long. A few months later.. Sy’ra managed to mary this Darth.. at her wedding bringing up this statement as a reminder. Now having access to A Darths power base, Sy’ra was promoted to Lord.. the same title she had in the old order as well. This was very opposed by the Purebloods, the red skinned sith, who also joined the school Sy’ra now was a student of.. cursing her for her non traditional ways. However by then Sy’ra had used friendship to win the Loyalty of Darth Jessina, Darth Syrien and Darth Vess. She also had adopted two powerful sith in her family as sisters. Lord Lormia and Darth Ashe. All loved her like family.. and would fight to protect her.
Sy’ra’s beliefs of togetherness began to grow more and more followers. Enemies she had, she either gave such horrible experiences.. that they would never challenge her again.. for example by making them vomit and impaling them with the vomit using cryokinesis or she befriended them. The best example of the last was the apprentice of her current wife. Lelianne, a cyborg sith, who was the heir of the Black Blade Mandalorian clan. First seen as a rival Sy’ra never validated this rivalry.. she had already won the girl. This girl could fight that.. but she would lose her love then anyway..because Vess would kill Lelianne out of spite for hurting Sy’ra. The pink sith instead offered her friendship to Lelianne, basically as a “who knows I may die someday and you can have another shot, but you can’t win by fighting me “ argument. Lelianne took the offer and the two became such close friends, with the cyborg being inspired by ways of the oddest Sith that she swore her loyalty to Sy’ra and that of her clan. Sy’ra helped the clan out and as a sign they now worked for her.
Meanwhile her enemies began to get desperate , this could not be happening, Sy’ra knew very few powerful techniques in the force, but she had so many friends she could seize control of the school without even having to show up. She never had such intentions so no one could really be convinced that the pink friendly girl would be bad for them. They were better for Sy’ra than the other way around, which was completely by Sy’ra’s design.. she had only so much time to befriend people….but Sy’ra still offered them something that was missing in the Empire.. someone they could trust. One of the few Sith that also would hang out with non force sensitives, it did not take long for Sy’ra eventually convinced the head of the school guard staff, who was head of his own Mandalorian clan to swear loyalty to her too. Promising he could mary her daughter.. of whom she adopted two, this made sure that the second suitor of her daughter Glissa, A Cathar lord.. would try to suck up with her as well. Like dominoes Sy’ra played everyone.. while still being legit in her friendship.. she made sure these friendships benefited her.
A final showdown threatened between the classic Sith and Sy’ra’s side. A duel on the other side led by Ahandra Horuset. The showdown.. a debate , was she a true sith?!
Ahandra said that the pink girl knew less powerful techniques then anyone.. but Sy’ra proved her wrong.. she was friends with so many darths and because she said she feared for her life they all taught her one of their more powerful techniques. When Ahandra said the pink lacked the strength to be a true icon of the Sith, Sy’ra said .. by simply asking all those willing to help her she could carry a spaceship on her hands. When the pureblood stated her rival lacked the passion to be a sith Sy’ra told this tale to her.. proving has never stopped doing what she beliefs in. Ahandra saw strength as simple muscle density, power as how much electricity your lightning can generate.
Sy’ra dropped those definitions and looked more at what those feats should be able to accomplish. Pink..not belonging on a sith is simply a one way perception not based on anything as clearly she had nearly defeated every member in her order.. not trough combat.. but by making sure no one could ever strike at their beloved friend. She did not have to scheme to rise to the top.. everyone who meant anything in the order.. at least that was relevant to her told their own weaknesses.. in the hope that Sy’ra could offer advice. They showed their strengths.. wanting to prove to Sy’ra that they could keep her safe when she was scared or upset.. even if that fear might have been amplified. She did not need to plunder and kill to get her wealth because people just willingly gave stuff to their friend in need, which she then bartered until she had wealth. No one noticed what she had been doing because she did not SHOW her power. She did not dress up like a scary monster that needed to intimate because people underestimating her was much more powerful. Simply by being not normal.. and steering away from the path Sy’ra avoided all the obstacles on that path and had a journey no one saw. away from being standard and it payed off.
After that Sy’ra would be promoted yet again, being made a teacher allowed to study Sith Alchemy. Which she used to make her wife pregnant with a natural born daughter. Darth Vess died in childbirth leaving everything to the Delinda heir. Her Powerbase had now become so great she could claim the title of Darth without contest. Sy’ra had ample people that would fight for her.. and much to her own desire they would not die for her.. as she reckoned those who want to live will fight harder than those willing to die! Sy’ra gathered an army of people who had their own desires still meaning they all constantly would improve but tied by bonds ever lasting she did not have to make to much efforts to stay safe.
When a follower did not have those aspirations she awoken them inside them. Like when Lelianne only saw herself as a tool. She was encouraged to find her own way.. which enabled perpetual growth in the loving army of the Pink Sith. Sy’ra took her leave from the academy having learned how to splice animals together she would combined the horses of Endor with the mighty horned Reek and the fluffy sharped fanged Nexu cat. Once they were done they would give all her friends one of these single horned warhorses. The school had provided her with all the study materials and students to help her work out the kinks of this secret project, so now she was done here! Risking war with the purebloods would be detrimental now.
As she took into space , Sy’ra had fun experimenting about, while friends kept sharing information with her, keeping her informed keeping her strong without lifting a finger. She became a Darth and the only force power she actively used while pursuing that goal was to give herself a true born daughter. The rest of her force powers.. just for show and misdirection. Who needs force powers when you got amazing friend’s like Syra’s .
This had been established through roleplay so every character that is not Sy’ra or Ragnya is not someone I have written. It is another player that we won for ourselves. The moral of this story is that everyone needs a friend no matter how “evil” they might be. Good stuff can happen if you do good. While my OC definitely wasn’t good and could be very cruel she succeeded by being different and showing a kind spirit.
You can be different too and be accepted if you find the right people! Friendships are a power that ended up being proven to be more powerful than the most powerful lords and Darths.. so I do think Sy’ra was right! Friendship IS magic