Force Walker (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} darth_imperius) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} toboldlyrpg, |
"Mm." Lomea took another sip, longer this time. What had become of the Empire she'd fought for so hard, that she'd tried to change from the inside out? Relegated to the dust bin of history. "I suppose Empires must always rise, and fall."
Turning towards Leia, she nodded her head. Unlike Leia, she was more than proud to announce her titles and accomplishments. Lomea had always been vain and proud. "Darth Imperius of the Dark Council. Force-walker and heir of Kallig. Slayer of Zash, successor of Tulak Hord. Conqueror of Corellia and destroyer of the Shadow of Revan. Dweller of secrets and master of Light and Dark. But none of that matters here, so you may call me Lomea."
About the only thing she wouldn't just announce to a stranger here, was that she'd been a slave before she'd broken her shackles and claimed her birthright.