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Fortyseven standard years before the harrowing reign of Emperor Palpatine, Baldemnic was nothing more than an embryonic world in the Outer Rims Auril sector, populated by reptilian sentients who expressed as little tolerance for outsiders as they did for one another. Decades later the planet would have a part to play in galactic events, its own wink of historical notoriety, but in those formative years that presaged the Republics ineluctable slide into decadence and turmoil, Baldemnic was of interest only to xenobiologists and cartographers. It might even have escaped the notice of Darth Plagueis, for whom remote worlds held a special allure, had his Master, Tenebrous, not discovered something special about the planet.

Had the Force ever been so strong in anyone Sidious had never learned how Plagueiss own Master had met his end. Had he died at Plagueiss hand Had Plagueis, too, experienced a similar exultation on becoming a sole Sith Lord Had the beast of the end time risen then to peek at the world it was to inhabit, knowing its release was imminent He raised his gaze to the ecliptic. The answers were out there, coded in light, speeding through space and time. Liquid fire coursing through him, visions of past and future riffling through his mind, he opened himself to the reconfigured galaxy, as if in an effort to peel away the decades 1: THE UNDERWORLD

Darth Bane would appreciate our efforts, the Sith Master was telling his apprentice as they stood side by side in the crystalline cave that had drawn them across the stars. A Bith, Tenebrous was as tall as Plagueis and nearly as cadaverously thin. To human eyes, his bilious complexion might have made him appear as haggard as the pallid Muun, but in fact both beings were in robust health. Though they conversed in Basic, each was fluent in the others native language. Darth Banes early years, Plagueis said through his transpirator mask. Carrying on the ancestral business, as it were. Behind the faceplate of his own mask, Tenebrouss puckered lips twitched in disapproval. The breathing device looked absurdly small on his outsized cleft head, and the convexity of the mask made the flat disks of his lidless eyes look like closeset holes in his pinched face. Banes seminal years, he corrected. Plagueis weathered the gentle rebuke. He had been apprenticed to Tenebrous for as many years as the average human might live, and still Tenebrous never failed to find fault when he could.

The two Sith were outfitted in environment suits that protected them from scorching heat and noxious atmosphere. The cave was crosshatched by scores of enormous crystals that resembled glowing lances thrust every which way into a trick chest by a stage magician. A recent seismic event had tipped the landmass, emptying the labyrinthine cave system of mineralrich waters, but the magma chamber that had kept the waters simmering for s of years still heated the humid air to temperatures in excess of what even Tenebrous and Plagueis could endure unaided. Close at hand sat a stubby treddroid tasked with monitoring the progress of a mining probe that was sampling a rich vein of cortosis ore at the bottom of a deep shaft. A fabled ore, some called itowing to its scarcity, but even more for its intrinsic ability to diminish the effectiveness of the Jedi lightsaber. For that reason, the Jedi Order had gone to great lengths to restrict mining and refinement of the ore. If not the bane of the Orders existence, cortosis was a kind of irritant, a challenge to their weapons reputation for fearsome invincibility.