Sith. Oh, she'd pretended to it. But she knows what they are now. Lies and liars. Worst of all to themselves. No, their power is to be used - but she'll not be chained by a dead cult and its dead ideas. Not anymore.

"The Darth Maul," she says, sketching a half bow with a giggle. "Well. Wonders abound. Adrift in space and time, it seems. I am known as Tavion."