#saresh

What was her plan if the Dark Council found out that she was behind the Empress and Commander's deaths?

The failure of Leontyne Saresh to usurp the Outlander as Commander of the Eternal Alliance is one of the most talked about moments during "Knights of the Eternal Throne". Many if not most players thoroughly enjoy her downfall, and I've seen more than a few just "take her out" even if their characters were not particularly dark-side.

My main OC in the Halcyon Legacy is Corellan Halcyon. To those who aren't familiar, he's… a bit of a goody two-shoes. Former Jedi Knight. I literally only have two dark-side choices on my playthrough.

So killing Saresh wasn't a real option for him, tempting as it was.

But what happens to her?

In my headcanon, she is given a (very) secure prison cell on the lowest level of the Alliance base, with security measures designed by Lana Beniko and Theron Shan keeping her under lock and key.

The (current) Supreme Chancellor and (most of) the Galactic Senate want nothing to do with Saresh. And they recognize the necessity of maintaining relations with the Eternal Alliance. BUT - politically, they need to keep Saresh's old supporters in line. There are too many of them, and if the Senate didn't try to free her, at best, they would force a constitutional crisis. At worst, they could spark a violent uprising.

So once a year, the Senate of the Galactic Republic formally requests that Saresh be released, all while privately imploring the Alliance to keep her locked up.

It got to the point where - during negotiations on a formal treaty - Lana Beniko threatened her counterpart with releasing Saresh. The diplomat quickly caved to her terms.

Meanwhile, Saresh is still locked up.

Eventually, she gets a next door neighbor in Syndic Zenta, the Chiss head of House Inrokini from "A Traitor Among the Chiss".

More on that another time.

He didn't. But it doesn't mean it was out of the goodness of his heart.

Featuring a cameo from Jakar. Thanks for letting me borrow him, @corey-067! 

The Supreme Chancellor of the Republic, while known as a passionate and stubborn individual, wasn't typically known as a person prone to losing her temper. And Jedi Masters, especially the Barsen’thor or the Hero of Tython, were usually not considered the reasons for most people to resort to furious shouting.

Usually.

"I know you had something to do with this!" Saresh shouted at the Jedi Masters before her, blue holofigure quivering with rage. "This is a new low for you two!"

"Chancellor Saresh," Jakar interrupted the tirade, his voice calm and patient as befitted a Jedi Master, "with all due respect, you have no proof that either myself or Master Taerich was involved in this."

"We are terribly sorry about the state of your office, of course," Xaja added, all serene innocence, "but surely you know accusing us of such things is--"

"A blasted glitter bomb! In the office of the Supreme Chancellor!" Saresh almost had steam coming out of her holo's ears. "And a stench bomb! Not to mention all the rest of the traps you two laid in here!"

"You would accuse two Jedi Masters of stooping to childish pranks?" One of Jakar’s eyebrows quirked upward, incredulously. "Two respectable adult Jedi Masters with duties and responsibilities to the galaxy and the Republic?"

"I know it was you! Nobody else has the guts to pull off something this brazen!" It was fortunate that Saresh couldn't strangle the Jedi before her through the holo. "And that was not a compliment!"

"Chancellor Saresh," interjected Satele Shan from where she'd been ignored up to now, standing just off to the side, "these accusations have no reasonable merit. Unless you have proof that two Jedi Masters, one of whom is on the Council, took time from the Dread Masters aftermath to break into your secure office in the Senate Tower and rig it with glitter bombs, stench traps, and -- what else did you say the guilty parties left behind? Paint bombs?"

"And a shock trap worked into my desk! And we'll not even mention what they left in my chair!"

"No, that's certainly not necessary. I daresay the entire tower heard your reaction to that." Satele shot a look at the two younger Jedi, both looking perfectly innocent. "Unfortunately, your ire is misplaced, unless you have something more substantial than accusations to throw at two of the Order's most decorated heroes and disciplined masters of the Force. If we're finished here…?"

"I…" Saresh seemed to be seething. "... Fine. But I know you two had something to do with it!" She slammed her hand down on her desk, ending the call with the Jedi; for a long moment, silence reigned.

Satele finally turned to her charges and shook her head. "You two have the collective maturity of a twelve-year-old," she admonished them, her face somewhere between the patented Grand-Master-Shan-Disapproves frown and an amused smile. "A glitter bomb?"

"We have no idea of what you speak, Master," Xaja protested, blinking innocently.

With a sigh, Satele finally turned to leave the meeting room; the Force flickered enough to lightly swat both of the younger Jedi upside the head. "I'm sure you two had nothing to do with it -- but don't do it again."

"Yes, Master," both answered in perfect unison, patiently waiting for the Grand Master to take her leave. Only when her back had vanished down the hall and around a corner did two fists slowly raise and bump each other in celebratory congratulations, as matching grins spread over their faces.

"I think that might have been our finest work yet," Xaja said with a very un-Jedi-like cackle as she and Jakar started to leave. "Told you the glitter bomb was the best part."

"It'll take forever for the droids to clean that out," Jakar laughed. “We owe Tharan and Holiday for creating that diversion… and Master Satele for bailing us out. Do you think we went too far with the shock traps?”

“After what she said about our actions on Makeb? Nah, she had that coming. I wonder when she's going to find the--" Xaja tilted her head as the Force seemed to surge with shock and rage a few levels over their heads, strong enough to make even the average Sith do a double-take. "... Ah. I think she found the crickets. Shall we run for our lives?"

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Chapter 1, Chapter 2

Inspired by this post on Tumblr by @bluezeri

KotET, Chapter 2.  The Alliance Commander visits Dromund Kaas with Lana and Theron in order to sort other whether Empress Acina is sincere in her desire for an alliance to beat Vaylin or if she just wants to take a shot at the commander. 

Premise out of the way, in my headcanon, when Lana found out that they were going to have a diplomatic mission to Dromund Kaas, she insisted that Eva dress up appropriately to be seen by the Empress.  Imperial court is a different bantha wrangle than even the highest Republic social circles, and Lana was not about to let Eva go in her typical smug duds.  Lana bullied her into wearing a dress. 

**

“Lana, you sure about this?” 

“Absolutely.  You must look the part and play the part, Captain.”

“I’m skeptical about the dress.”

“Would you please move on from the dress?”

“No.  Theron, what do you think?”

“....what?”

“Shouldn’t I be in something, I don’t know, more combat ready?”

“....I know for a fact you have four knives, a blaster, and electrodart hidden on you.”

“But it’s --”

“Just let me enjoy it, ok?”

**

As we all know, the leader of the Alliance and Acina had their shuttle gunned down in the wilds of Dromund Kaas, which was part of a plot by ex-Pub Chancellor Saresh.  Eva ended up having to trudge through the wilderness with a rather large cannon to blast creatures.  I’m basically imaging her as Vespa in the remains of her wedding dress in Spaceballs by the end of all this (”HE SHOT MY HAIR!”)

So, originally, my thought was she’d change clothes once she got back to civilization to avenge herself on Saresh.  And then I forgot to hit escape before the cut scene.

Please enjoy Eva slugging Saresh in the face while wearing a very pretty dress. Partner thought it was more enjoyable than the usual punching of Saresh. skip to 50 seconds for the festivities.

Saresh: Execution, I expect. It’s what Vaylin would do. It’s what I would do.

Commander: And it’s exactly what you deserve.

Saresh: