This is very much a concept piece as I am considering writing my SW's TOR misadventures so it's still a little rough. Anyway see what you all think.

“Entering Korriban’s atmosphere, Lady Therin.” Shuttle pilot Falere Vashnar announced.

Nathrrya grimaced as she stood to walk up and look over the pilots shoulder. She’d grown to dislike being called ‘Lady Therin’ over the years. It had all started when her force abilities had first appeared when she was fifteen, that had been twenty years ago.

“How many times do have to tell you, Falere that you don’t need to call me ‘Lady Therin’ when it’s just the three of us.” She reminded the pilot who had along with Sergeant Kaleb Antilles become her regular escort. Mother strikes again, Nathrrya thought amused.

“Sorry Nathrrya, old habit and its protocol.” Falere replied slightly embarrassed.

Nathrrya snorted. “I know that but sometimes you just have to say kriff protocol.”

The other woman just chuckled as she continued to fly the shuttle.

Looking out at the reddish hued lifeless ball of rock where the Sith Academy was located Nathrrya knew she was in for quite an interesting time. She should have been sent to Korriban well before now, not that she was complaining about that. She had been trained exclusively on her home world of Alxxia which was very unusual but as everyone knows within the Empire that Sith politics is complicated. Something that Nathrrya had come to loathe with a passion not least because of her mother’s family. Oh it wasn’t all bad, being part of an old and respected Sith family but expectations were high.

It had been a very bitter realisation for a much younger Nathrrya to realise that her Sith grandparents saw her as nothing more than a grand genetic experiment. Sith had a preoccupation with bloodlines and hers to put it mildly was... unique. Nathrrya angry at what she had discovered had confronted her parents wanting to know if their family life was all an act and was she the product of Sith seduction.

Her mother, Ro’wan had been shocked as was her father Marrick. Both parents told their only child that no, she was not the product of seduction and that their family life was no act. Ro’wan had gone on to explain that was why Nathrrya didn’t have any siblings as much as they wanted to have more children they couldn’t put them through what Nathrrya now was having to deal with. If nothing else the whole fiasco had made Nathrrya determined to succeed if for no other reason than she could say ‘kriff you’ to her grandparents.

Overseer Tremel had summoned Nathrrya because she wasn’t just an acolyte but a fully trained Sith, though she had yet to pass her dark side trials which was one reason she was here. As for the other reason she didn’t want to think about that too much. She had always looked younger than she actually was something she’d need for no one would believe Nathrrya was just an acolyte if she looked her thirty five years. She would also have to restrain herself considerably and it also meant that she would be unable to use her beloved violet lightsabre which was why she was armed with an ordinary training vibroblade.

The third occupant of the shuttle snorted. “Korriban’s a rock, mind the Sith.” Sergeant Antilles looked up at Nathrrya and grinned. “Present company excluded Nathrrya.”

The redhead smiled. “I couldn’t agree more, Kaleb but be careful who you say that around. Most Sith would kill you for a comment like that.”

“I hear that.” the sergeant replied looking thoughtful. “We weren’t too thrilled to be told by Governor Palatine that we’d be escorting a Sith to Korriban.”

“Then she told us it was you we’d be escorting.” Falere added. “Needless to say that improved our mood.”

Nathrrya laughed at that. “Mother did always have a way with people.” She saw movement on the landing pad that they were approaching. “Looks like the Overseer is here to meet us.”