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Star Wars: Lost Tribe of the Sith - The Collected Stories (Star Wars: Lost Tribe of the Sith - Legends) Paperback – July 24, 2012
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At last in one volume, the eight original installments of the epic Lost Tribe of the Sith eBook series . . . along with the explosive, never-before-published finale, Pandemonium—more than one hundred pages of new material!
Five thousand years ago. After a Jedi ambush, the Sith mining ship Omen lies wrecked on a remote, unknown planet. Its commander, Yaru Korsin, battles the bloodshed of a mutinous faction led by his own brother. Marooned and facing death, the Sith crew have no choice but to venture into their desolate surroundings. They face any number of brutal challenges—vicious predators, lethal plagues, tribal people who worship vengeful gods—and like true Sith warriors, counter them with the dark side of the Force.
The struggles are just beginning for the proud, uncompromising Sith, driven as they are to rule at all costs. They will vanquish the primitive natives, and they will find their way back to their true destiny as rulers of the galaxy. But as their legacy grows over thousands of years, the Sith ultimately find themselves tested by the most dangerous threat of all: the enemy within.
- Print length432 pages
- LanguageEnglish
- PublisherRandom House Worlds
- Publication dateJuly 24, 2012
- Dimensions5.5 x 0.88 x 8.22 inches
- ISBN-100345541324
- ISBN-13978-0345541321
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Lost Tribe of the Sith - The Collected Stories includes the original eight short stories, plus Pandemonium, and all-new novella -- and, for the first time, maps of the world the Sith are stranded on. The chronicles of the Lost Tribe continue in a new comics series from Dark Horse -- but they all begin here!
About the Author
Author and game designer John Jackson Miller is the author of Star Wars: Knight Errant and the Star Wars: Lost Tribe of the Sith eBook series, as well as nine Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic graphic novels. His comics work includes writing for Iron Man, Mass Effect, Bart Simpson, and Indiana Jones. He lives in Wisconsin with his wife, two children, and far too many comic books.
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“Lohjoy! Give me something!” Scrambling to his feet in the darkness, Captain Korsin craned his neck to find the hologram. “Thrusters, attitude control—I’ll even take parking jets!”
A starship is a weapon, but it’s the crew that makes it deadly. An old spacer’s line: trite, but weighty enough to lend a little authority. Korsin had used it himself on occasion. But not today. His ship was being deadly all on its own—and his crew was just along for the ride.
“We’ve got nothing, Captain!” The serpent-haired engineer Lohjoy flickered before him, off-kilter and out of focus. Korsin knew things below decks must be bad if his upright, uptight Ho’Din genius was off-balance. “Reactors are down! And we’ve got structural failures in the hull, both aft and—”
Lohjoy shrieked in agony, her tendrils bursting into a mane of fire that sent her reeling out of view. Korsin barely suppressed a startled laugh. In calmer times—half a standard hour ago—he’d joked that Ho’Din were half tree. But that was hardly appropriate when the whole engineering deck was going up. The hull had ruptured. Again.
The hologram expired—and all around the stocky captain warning lights danced, winked, and went out. Korsin plopped down again, clutching at the armrests. Well, the chair still works. “Anything? Anybody?”
Silence—and the remote grinding of metal.
“Just give me something to shoot at.” It was Gloyd, Korsin’s gunnery officer, teeth shining in the shadows. The half smirk was a memento from a Jedi light-saber swipe years earlier that just missed taking the Houk’s head off. In response, Gloyd had cultivated the only wit aboard as acidic as the commander’s own—but the gunner wasn’t finding much funny today. Korsin read it in the brute’s tiny eyes: Death in combat’s one thing. But this is no way to go.
Korsin didn’t bother to look at the other side of the bridge. Icy glares there could be taken as a given. Even now, when Omen was crippled and out of control.
“Anybody?”
Even now. Korsin’s bushy eyebrows flared into a black V. What was wrong with them? The adage was right. A ship needed a crew united in purpose—only the purpose of being Sith was the exaltation of self. Every ensign an emperor. Every rival’s misstep, an opportunity. Well, here’s an opportunity, he thought. Solve this, someone, and you can flatout have the blasted comfy chair.
Sith power games. They didn’t mean much now—not against the insistent gravity below. Korsin looked up again at the forward viewport. The vast azure orb visi ble earlier was gone, replaced by light, gas, and grit raining upward. The latter two, he knew, came from the guts of his own ship, losing the fight against the alien atmosphere. Whatever it was, the planet had Omen now. An uncontrolled descent from orbit took a long time, surprisingly long. More time to contemplate your destruction, his father had always said. But the way the ship was shaking, Korsin and his crew might be robbed even of that dubious privilege.
“Remember,” he yelled, looking at his entire bridge crew for the first time since it had started. “You wanted to be here!”
And they had wanted to be there—most of them, any way. Omen had been the ship to get when the Sith mining flotilla gathered at Primus Goluud. The Massassi shock troops in the hold didn’t care where they went— who knew what the Massassi even thought half the time, presuming they did at all. But many sentients who had a choice in the matter picked Omen.
Saes, captain of the Harbinger, was a fallen Jedi: an unknown quantity. You couldn’t trust someone the Jedi couldn’t trust, and they would trust just about anyone. Yaru Korsin, the crew members knew. A Sith captain owning a smile was rare enough, and always suspect. But Korsin had been at it for twenty standard years, long enough for those who’d served under him to spread the word. A Korsin ship was an easy ride.
Just not today. Fully loaded with Lignan crystals, Harbinger and Omen had readied to leave Phaegon III for the front when a Jedi starfighter tested the mining fleet’s defenses. While his crescent-shaped Blade fighters tangled with the intruder, Korsin’s crew made preparations to jump to hyperspace. Protecting the cargo was paramount—and if they managed to make their delivery before the Jedi turncoat made his, well, that was just a bonus. The Blade pilots could hitch back on Harbinger.
Only something had gone wrong. A shock to the Harbinger, and then another. Sensor readings of the sister ship went nonsensical—and Harbinger yawed dangerously toward Omen. Before the collision warning could sound, Korsin’s navigator reflexively engaged the hyperdrive. It had been in the nick of time . . .
. . . or maybe not. Not the way Omen was giving up its vitals now. They did hit us, Korsin knew. The teleme try might have told them, had they had any. The ship had been knocked off-course by an astronomical hair— but it was enough.
Captain Korsin had never experienced an encounter with a gravity well in hyperspace, and neither had any of his crew. Stories required survivors. But it felt as though space itself had yawned open near the passing Omen, kneading at the ship’s alloyed superstructure like putty. It had lasted but a fraction of a second, if time even existed there. The escape was worse than the con tact. A sickly snap, and shielding failed. Bulkheads gave. And then, the armory.
The armory had exploded. That was easy enough to know from the gaping hole in the underside of the ship. That it had exploded in hyperspace was a matter of inference: they were still alive. In normal space, all the grenades, bombs, and other pleasantries, the Massassi, were taking to Kirrek would have gone up in a flourish, taking the ship with it. But instead the armory had simply vanished—along with an impressive chunk of Omen’s quarterdeck. The physics in hyperspace were unpredictable by definition; instead of exploding out ward, the breached deck simply left the ship in a seismic tug. Korsin could imagine the erupting munitions drop ping out of hyperspace light-years behind the Omen, wherever it was. That would mean a bad day for some one!
Might as well share the pain.
Omen had shuddered into realspace, decelerating
madly—and taking dead aim at a blister of blue hang
ing before a vibrant star. Was that the source of the mass shadow that had interrupted their trip? Who cared? It was about to end it. Captured, Omen had skipped and bounced across the crystal ocean of air until the descent began in earnest. It had claimed his engineer—probably all his engineers—but the command deck still held. Tapani craftsmanship, Korsin marveled. They were falling, but for the moment they were still alive.
“Why isn’t he dead?”
Half mesmerized by the streamers of fire erupting outside—at least the Omen was belly-down for this bounce—Korsin only vaguely grew aware of harsh words to his left. “You shouldn’t have made the jump!” stabbed the young voice. “Why isn’t he dead?”
Captain Korsin straightened and gave his half brother an incredulous stare. “I know you’re not talking to me.” Devore Korsin jabbed a gloved finger past the commander to a frail man, still jabbing futilely at his control panel and looking very alone. “That navigator of
yours! Why isn’t he dead?”
“Maybe he’s on the wrong deck?”
“Yaru!”
Jokes weren’t going to save Boyle Marcom today, the
captain knew. Marcom had been guiding ships through the weirdness of hyperspace since the middle of Marka Ragnos’s rule. Boyle hadn’t been at his best in years, but Yaru Korsin knew a former helmsman of his father’s was always worth having. Not today, though. Whatever had happened back there, it would rightfully be laid at the navigator’s feet.
But assigning blame in the middle of a firestorm? That was Devore all over.
“We’ll do this later,” the elder Korsin said from the command chair. “If there is a later.” Anger flashed in Devore’s eyes. Yaru couldn’t remember ever seeing anything else there. The pale and lanky Devore little resembled his own ruddy, squat frame—also the shape of their father. But those eyes, and that look? Those could have been a direct transplant.
Their father. He’d never had a day like this. The old spacer had never lost a ship for the Sith Lords. Learning at his side, the teenage Yaru had staked out his own future—until the day he became less enamored of his father’s footsteps. The day when Devore arrived. Half Yaru’s age, son to a mother from a port on another planet—and embraced by the old veteran without a second thought. Rather than find out how many more children his father had out there to vie for stations on the bridge, Cadet Korsin appealed to the Sith Lords for another assignment. That had not been a mistake. In five years, he made captain. In ten, he won command of the newly christened Omen over an accomplished rival many years his senior.
His father hadn’t liked that. He’d never lost a ship for the Sith Lords. But he’d lost one to his son.
But now losing the Omen was looking like a family tradition. The whole bridge crew—even the outsider Devore—exhaled audibly when rivulets of moisture replaced the flames outside the viewport. Omen had found the stratosphere without incinerating, and now the ship was in a lazy saucer spin through clouds heavy with rain. Korsin’s eyes narrowed. Water?
Is there even a ground?
The terrifying thought rippled through the minds of
the seven on the bridge at once, as they watched the transparisteel viewport bulge and warp: Gas giant!
Yes, it took a long time to crash from orbit, presuming you survived reentry. How much longer, if there was no surface? Korsin fumbled aimlessly for the controls set in his armrest. Omen would crack and rupture, smothered under a mountain of vapors. They shared the thought—and almost in response, the straining portal darkened. “All of you,” he said, “heads down! And grab something . . . now!”
This time, they did as told. He knew: Tie it to self preservation, and a Sith would do anything. Even this bunch. Korsin clawed at the chair, his eyes fixed on the forward viewport and the shadow swiftly falling across it.
A wet mass slapped against the hull. Its sprawling form tumbled across the transparisteel, lingering an instant before disappearing. The captain blinked twice. It was there and gone, but it wasn’t part of his ship.
It had wings.
Startled, Korsin sprang from his seat and lurched toward the viewport. This time, the mistake was certifiably his. Already stressed before the midair collision, the transparisteel gave way, shards weeping from the ship like shining tears. A hush of departing air slammed Korsin to the deck plating. Old Marcom tumbled to one side, having lost hold of his station. Sirens sounded—how were they still working?—but the tumult soon subsided. Without thinking, Korsin breathed.
“Air! It’s air!”
Devore regained his footing first, bracing against the wind. Their first luck. The viewport had mostly blown out, not in—and while the cabin had lost pressure, a drippy, salty wind was making its way in. Unaided, Captain Korsin fought his way back to his station. Thanks for the hand, brother.
“Just a reprieve,” Gloyd said. They still couldn’t see what was below. Korsin had done a suicide plunge before, but that had been in a bomber—when he’d known where the ground was. That there was a ground.
Once restrained doubts flooded Korsin’s mind— and Devore responded. “Enough,” the crystal hunter barked, struggling against the swaying deck to reach his sibling’s command chair. “Let me at those controls!”
“They’re as dead for you as they are for me!”
“We’ll see about that!” Devore reached for the arm rest, only to be blocked by Korsin’s beefy wrist. The commander’s teeth clenched. Don’t do this. Not now.
A baby screamed. Korsin looked quizzically at Devore for a moment before turning to see Seelah in the door way, clutching a small crimson wrapped bundle. The child wailed.
Darkerskinned than either of them, Seelah was an operative on Devore’s mining team. Korsin knew her simply as Devore’s female—that was the nicest way to put it. He didn’t know which role came first. Now the slender figure looked haggard as she slumped against the doorway. Her child, bound tightly in the manner of their people, had worked a tiny arm free and was clawing at her scattered auburn hair. She seemed not to notice.
Surprise—was it annoyance?—crossed Devore’s face. “I sent you to the lifepods!”
Korsin flinched. The lifepods were a nonstarter— literally. They’d known that back in space when the first one snagged on its stubborn docking claw and exploded right in the ship’s hull. He didn’t know what had happened to the rest, but the ship had taken such damage to its spine that he figured the whole array was a prob able loss.
“We were . . . in the cargo hold,” she said, gasping as Devore reached her and grasped her arms. “Near our quarters.” Devore’s eyes darted past her, down the hallway.
“Devore, you can’t go to the lifepods—” “Shut up, Yaru!”
“Stop it,” she said. “There’s land.” When Devore stared at her blankly, she exhaled and looked urgently toward the captain. “Land!”
Korsin made the connection. “The cargo hold!” The crystals were in a hold safely forward from the damage— in a place with viewports angled to see below. There was something under all that blue, after all. Something that gave them a chance.
“The port thruster will light,” she implored.
“No, it won’t,” Korsin said. Not from any command on the bridge, anyway. “We’re going to have to do this by hand—so to speak.” He stepped past the ailing Marcom to the starboard viewport, which looked back upon the main bulge of the ship trailing aft. There were four large torpedo tube covers on either side of the ship, spherical lids that swiveled above or below the horizontal plane depending on where they were situated. They never opened those covers in atmospheres, for fear of the drag they would cause. That design flaw might save them. “Gloyd, will they work?”
“They’ll cycle—once. But without power, we’re gonna have to set off the firing pins to open them.”
Devore gawked. “We’re not going out there!” They were still at terminal velocity. But Korsin was moving, too, bustling past his brother to the port viewport. “Everyone, to either side!”
Seelah and another crewman stepped to the right pane. Devore, glaring, reluctantly joined her. Alone on the left, Yaru Korsin placed his hand on the coldly sweating portal. Outside, meters away, he found one of the massive circular covers—and the small box mounted to its side, no larger than a comlink. It was smaller than he remembered from inspection. Where’s the mechanism? There. He reached out through the Force. Careful . . .
“Top torpedo door, both sides. Now!”
With a determined mental act, Korsin triggered the
firing pin. A large bolt released explosively, shooting ahead—and the mammoth tube cover moved in response, rotating on its single hinge. The ship, already quaking, groaned loudly as the door reached its final position, perched atop the plane of the Omen like a makeshift aileron. Korsin looked expectantly behind him, where Seelah’s expression assured him of a similar success on her side. Like many of the Sith believers aboard, she had been trained in the use of the Force— but Korsin had never considered using it to make in flight corrections before. For a moment, he wondered if it had worked . . .
Thoom! With a wrenching jolt that leveled the bridge crew, Omen tipped downward. It didn’t slow the ship as much as Korsin had expected, but that wasn’t the point. At least they could see where they were going now, what was below. If these blasted clouds would clear . . .
At once, he saw it. Land, indeed—but more water. Much more. Jagged, rugged peaks rose from a greenish surf, almost a skeleton of rock lit by the alien planet’s setting sun, barely visible on the horizon. They were rocketing quickly into night. There wouldn’t be much time to make a decision . . .
. . . but Korsin already knew there was no choice to be made. While more of the crew might survive a water landing, they wouldn’t last long when their superiors learned their precious cargo was at the bottom of an alien ocean. Better they pick the crystals out from among our burned corpses. Frowning, he ordered the Force-users on the starboard side to activate their lower torpedo doors.
Again, a violent lurch, and Omen banked left, angling toward an angry line of mountains. Rearward, a lifepod shot away from the ship—and slammed straight into the ridge. The searing plume was gone from the bridge’s field of view in less than a second. Gloyd’s torpedo crew would be envious, Korsin thought, shaking his head and blowing out a big breath. Still people alive back there. They’re still trying.
Omen cleared a snow-covered peak by less than a hundred meters. Dark water opened up below. Another course correction—and Omen was quickly running out of torpedo tubes. Another lifepod launched, arcing down and away. Only when the small craft neared the surf did its pilot—if it had one—get the engine going. The rockets shot the pod straight down into the ocean at full speed.
Squinting through sweat, Korsin looked back at his crew. “Depth charge! Fine time for a mixed warfare drill!” Even Gloyd didn’t laugh at that one. But it wasn’t propriety, the captain saw as he turned. It was what was ahead. More sharp mountains rising from the waters—including a mountain meant for them. Korsin reeled back to his chair. “Stations!”
Seelah wandered in a panic, nearly losing the wailing Jariad as she staggered. She had no station, no defensive position. She began to cross to Devore, frozen at his terminal. There was no time. A hand reached for her. Yaru yanked her close, pushing her down behind the command chair into a protective crouch.
The act cost him.
Omen slammed into a granite ridge at an angle, losing the fight—and still more of itself. The impact threw Captain Korsin forward against the bulkhead, nearly impaling him on the remaining shards of the smashed viewport. Gloyd and Marcom strained to move toward him, but Omen was still on the move, clipping another rocky rise and spiraling downward. Something exploded, strewing flaming wreckage in the ship’s grinding wake.
Agonizingly, Omen spun forward again, the torpedo doors that had been their makeshift airbrakes snap ping like driftwood as it slid. Down a gravelly incline it skidded, showering stones in all directions. Korsin, his forehead bleeding, looked up and out to see—
—nothing. Omen continued to slide toward an abyss. It had run out of mountain.
Stop. Stop! “Stop!”
Silence. Korsin coughed and opened his eyes. They were still alive.
“No,” Seelah said, kneeling and clinging to Jariad. “We’re already dead.”
Thanks to you, she did not say—but Korsin felt the words streaming at him through the Force. He didn’t need the help. Her eyes said plenty.
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- Publisher : Random House Worlds (July 24, 2012)
- Language : English
- Paperback : 432 pages
- ISBN-10 : 0345541324
- ISBN-13 : 978-0345541321
- Item Weight : 11.2 ounces
- Dimensions : 5.5 x 0.88 x 8.22 inches
- Best Sellers Rank: #71,080 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)
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New York Times bestselling author John Jackson Miller has spent a lifetime immersed in the worlds of fantasy and science fiction. He's best known for his Star Wars and Star Trek work, including Star Wars: Kenobi, his Scribe Award winning novel from Del Rey; Star Wars: A New Dawn; the Star Trek: Prey trilogy, and Star Trek: Discovery - The Enterprise War.
He's also written comics included the long-running Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic comics series, as well as comics for Battlestar Galactica, Halo, Lion King, Mass Effect, Iron Man, Indiana Jones, and The Simpsons. Production notes on all his works can be found at his fiction site (farawaypress.com).
Miller is also a noted comics industry historian, specializing in studying comic-book circulation as presented on his website, Comichron (comichron.com). He also coauthored the Standard Catalog of Comic Books series.
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Customers find the book gives good insight into how the Lost Tribe started. They also describe the writing quality as awesome and riveting. Readers mention the stories are mysterious and filled with unique landscapes. However, some find the plot complex and difficult to get into. Opinions differ on the writing style, with some finding it well-developed and fun to read, while others say it's flat and uneventful.
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Customers find the stories riveting, with great plots and enough action to keep them interested. They also appreciate the cool take on Star Wars lore, excellent background, and mysterious tribes. Readers also mention that the book provides lots of chances to increase their vocabulary.
"...As a Star Wars book, the novel is undoubtedly unique in not only how it's laid out & organized, but also in the narrative it tells...." Read more
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"...Mr. Miller does a good job of connecting these stories together and presents the overall evolution of a stable Sith society in a convincing manner...." Read more
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Customers find the book gives good insight into the Lost tribe and the Sith lore. They also appreciate the complex motives and behaviors of the antagonists. Readers also mention that the details of violent nature are fantastically told.
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'Lost Tribe of the Sith : The Collected Stories' is the first of John Jackson Miller's work I've read. As a Star Wars book, the novel is undoubtedly unique in not only how it's laid out & organized, but also in the narrative it tells. The first eight short stories were originally published as e-books, & the ninth, which is more along the lines of a short novel, was written specifically to be released with this compilation. To give you somewhat of an idea of their length, I'll provide a couple of examples: The first story, 'Precipice', is 30 pages long, & the novella at the end, entitled 'Pandemonium', about 130 pages. The author also supplied a couple of maps which assist in fleshing out the planet Kesh for the reader. I always appreciate it when the author throws in a couple of well-illustrated maps. The book is close to 400 pages in length, total. Each story is divided up into easily-digestible chapters which make putting the book down easier if you have to stop & take care of something. But, 'Lost Tribe of the Sith' is so much fun to read, you won't want to put it down.
The main storyline of 'Lost Tribe of the Sith' isn't something I am going to go overly in depth in detailing for you, because you probably don't want a plot summary so much as you want to know if the book is worth your time & money investing into. The few details of the book's plot that I mention here are so general they shouldn't spoil anything for you. The timeline of 'Lost Tribe of the Sith', which would be the beginning of the first story 'Precipice', commences in roughly 5000 BBY, or five thousand years before the Battle of Yavin which occurs at the end of Episode IV, & it goes all the way up to around 2975 BBY, which would be the opening of the final story in the collection, 'Pandemonium'. Yes, you're right, that's a span of 2,025 years. A very long time. If you want to get technical, it's well into the lifespan of the Old Republic, past the time of Darth Malak & Darth Revan. Although it's not quite up to Darth Bane's era, which is roughly 1,032 BBY. Why the long span of time to tell this story? I'm going to explain why, provided you can bear with my overly verbose exposition of Star Wars history.
Around 5,000 BBY, the Dark Lord Naga Sadow chose two groups of Sith to man two separate Sith cruise ships, the 'Omen' & the 'Harbinger' to acquire resources for a war on the planet Kirrek against the Republic. The 'Harbinger's captain was a Dark Jedi named Saes, 'Omen's a Sith, Yaru Korsin. Korsin's crew consists of human, Force-Sensitive Sith, Red Sith, or Sith Purebloods (this is the species Xo'Xaan & the other eleven original Sith exiles subjugated when they first landed on the home-world of the native Sith.) & a warrior race known as the Massassi. The two ships were attacked by Republic forces while orbiting the planet Primus Goluud, & 'Omen' malfunctioned while in hyperspace, causing it to splinter & eventually crash land on an unknown planet, into the side of a mountain. It is quickly ascertained by the 'Omen's leadership that their ship cannot be repaired, the damage is catastrophic. Communication with their Sith masters is also impossible, there is an electromagnetic field surrounding the planet which makes any transmission unintelligible. The Lost Tribe of the Sith is on their own. There is a native species on the uncharted planet whom Yaru Korsin's Sith soon encounter, & in true Sith fashion, they soon have these primitive inhabitants worshiping them as gods. The native Kesh are lied to, deceived, manipulated, exploited, & enslaved. And this is only what happens during the initial chapters of the book!
As the stories of 'Lost Tribe of the Sith' are told, the years continue their inexorable advance within the timeline of the book. Every two or three short stories chronicle the exploits of a separate group of characters living in a particular era. The initial portion of the story involves Yaru Korsin's tribe of 'original' Sith from the year 5000 BBY, & once that story has been told, the timeline advances to the year 3960 BBY, where the taint of the Sith has been allowed to contaminate the native Keshians for over 1,000 years. There are new characters, the descendants of Yaru's 'original' Sith tribe, who have now established a ruling hierarchy which is now irrevocably entrenched in positions of power & authority that they utilize to ensure their dominance over not only the Kesh but over their political rivals within their own ranks. After these stories are told, the era moves forward once again to 3,000 BBY, where the final portion of 'Lost Tribe of the Sith' takes place.
The further into the narrative Jackson Miller gets, the greater the degree of corruption the Sith tribe's destructive influence visits upon the Keshian indigenes. The natives aren't exactly the prototypical embodiment of a virtuous, utopian society before the 'Omen' crash lands, but once Korsin & his tribe of Sith arrive, the status quo gets taken to an entirely new level of immoral behavior. Some of the actions that the Lost Tribe of the Sith precipitate on the native inhabitants of Kesh will have you shaking your head in disbelief.
The male & female Sith numbering among Yaru Korsin's 'originals' & their subsequent descendants, prove to be arrogant, domineering, spiteful, aggressive, subversive, vainglorious, manipulative, superficial, deceitful, & possessive. And a good portion of the ruling-class Sith are inherently Force-Sensitive as well, making them even more dangerous, not only in their destructive capabilities but in their talent in effectively dissembling with the inferior Keshian indigents to acquire power, land, & influence, all usually achieved with a minimum of personal risk. No matter which characters, or at what point in the action Miller's focusing on in this book, you can rest assured in the knowledge that there's almost always a deception or dissimulation of some sort transpiring at any given time. A number of the Sith descended from Korsin eventually become fanatics later on in the story arc of the novel, & view Korsin & the other 'originals' who landed on Kesh as deities whom they name themselves after & attempt to emulate by following in their footsteps. These 'Sith zealots' organize themselves into warring factions idealizing specific 'original' Sith & whichever offensive personality traits the corresponding person possessed while he or she was alive. The final portion of the narrative involves a colossally-immoral mass dissimulation which is so skillfully-implemented by Jackson Miller, it truly impressed me.
The Sith in this story are among the most well-conceived, believable 'antagonists' to be found in the Star Wars mythology. This really is a testament to John Jackson Miller's talent as a writer, more than any other contributing factor.
There is a second continent on Kesh discovered late in the storyline, which is at a technologically superior level of civilization compared to the isolated landmass the 'Omen' crashed on. Anyone who has read C.S. Friedman's 'Coldfire Trilogy' will probably see similarities between John Jackson Miller's planet Kesh & Friedman's world of Erna from her own stunning trilogy. All in all, I would recommend 'Lost Tribe of the Sith : The Collected Stories' to you without reserve. After getting about 45 pages into the book, I was thoroughly immersed in its fiction. There are very few lore connections to the greater Star Wars universe, mainly due to the era in the Star Wars timeline in which this novel takes place, but there are enough to make it interesting. Naga Sadow, Ludo Kressh, & Darth Revan all are integrated into the plotline of 'Lost Tribe of the Sith'. This book is most assuredly, recommended.
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Reviewed in the United States on March 7, 2022
'Lost Tribe of the Sith : The Collected Stories' is the first of John Jackson Miller's work I've read. As a Star Wars book, the novel is undoubtedly unique in not only how it's laid out & organized, but also in the narrative it tells. The first eight short stories were originally published as e-books, & the ninth, which is more along the lines of a short novel, was written specifically to be released with this compilation. To give you somewhat of an idea of their length, I'll provide a couple of examples: The first story, 'Precipice', is 30 pages long, & the novella at the end, entitled 'Pandemonium', about 130 pages. The author also supplied a couple of maps which assist in fleshing out the planet Kesh for the reader. I always appreciate it when the author throws in a couple of well-illustrated maps. The book is close to 400 pages in length, total. Each story is divided up into easily-digestible chapters which make putting the book down easier if you have to stop & take care of something. But, 'Lost Tribe of the Sith' is so much fun to read, you won't want to put it down.
The main storyline of 'Lost Tribe of the Sith' isn't something I am going to go overly in depth in detailing for you, because you probably don't want a plot summary so much as you want to know if the book is worth your time & money investing into. The few details of the book's plot that I mention here are so general they shouldn't spoil anything for you. The timeline of 'Lost Tribe of the Sith', which would be the beginning of the first story 'Precipice', commences in roughly 5000 BBY, or five thousand years before the Battle of Yavin which occurs at the end of Episode IV, & it goes all the way up to around 2975 BBY, which would be the opening of the final story in the collection, 'Pandemonium'. Yes, you're right, that's a span of 2,025 years. A very long time. If you want to get technical, it's well into the lifespan of the Old Republic, past the time of Darth Malak & Darth Revan. Although it's not quite up to Darth Bane's era, which is roughly 1,032 BBY. Why the long span of time to tell this story? I'm going to explain why, provided you can bear with my overly verbose exposition of Star Wars history.
Around 5,000 BBY, the Dark Lord Naga Sadow chose two groups of Sith to man two separate Sith cruise ships, the 'Omen' & the 'Harbinger' to acquire resources for a war on the planet Kirrek against the Republic. The 'Harbinger's captain was a Dark Jedi named Saes, 'Omen's a Sith, Yaru Korsin. Korsin's crew consists of human, Force-Sensitive Sith, Red Sith, or Sith Purebloods (this is the species Xo'Xaan & the other eleven original Sith exiles subjugated when they first landed on the home-world of the native Sith.) & a warrior race known as the Massassi. The two ships were attacked by Republic forces while orbiting the planet Primus Goluud, & 'Omen' malfunctioned while in hyperspace, causing it to splinter & eventually crash land on an unknown planet, into the side of a mountain. It is quickly ascertained by the 'Omen's leadership that their ship cannot be repaired, the damage is catastrophic. Communication with their Sith masters is also impossible, there is an electromagnetic field surrounding the planet which makes any transmission unintelligible. The Lost Tribe of the Sith is on their own. There is a native species on the uncharted planet whom Yaru Korsin's Sith soon encounter, & in true Sith fashion, they soon have these primitive inhabitants worshiping them as gods. The native Kesh are lied to, deceived, manipulated, exploited, & enslaved. And this is only what happens during the initial chapters of the book!
As the stories of 'Lost Tribe of the Sith' are told, the years continue their inexorable advance within the timeline of the book. Every two or three short stories chronicle the exploits of a separate group of characters living in a particular era. The initial portion of the story involves Yaru Korsin's tribe of 'original' Sith from the year 5000 BBY, & once that story has been told, the timeline advances to the year 3960 BBY, where the taint of the Sith has been allowed to contaminate the native Keshians for over 1,000 years. There are new characters, the descendants of Yaru's 'original' Sith tribe, who have now established a ruling hierarchy which is now irrevocably entrenched in positions of power & authority that they utilize to ensure their dominance over not only the Kesh but over their political rivals within their own ranks. After these stories are told, the era moves forward once again to 3,000 BBY, where the final portion of 'Lost Tribe of the Sith' takes place.
The further into the narrative Jackson Miller gets, the greater the degree of corruption the Sith tribe's destructive influence visits upon the Keshian indigenes. The natives aren't exactly the prototypical embodiment of a virtuous, utopian society before the 'Omen' crash lands, but once Korsin & his tribe of Sith arrive, the status quo gets taken to an entirely new level of immoral behavior. Some of the actions that the Lost Tribe of the Sith precipitate on the native inhabitants of Kesh will have you shaking your head in disbelief.
The male & female Sith numbering among Yaru Korsin's 'originals' & their subsequent descendants, prove to be arrogant, domineering, spiteful, aggressive, subversive, vainglorious, manipulative, superficial, deceitful, & possessive. And a good portion of the ruling-class Sith are inherently Force-Sensitive as well, making them even more dangerous, not only in their destructive capabilities but in their talent in effectively dissembling with the inferior Keshian indigents to acquire power, land, & influence, all usually achieved with a minimum of personal risk. No matter which characters, or at what point in the action Miller's focusing on in this book, you can rest assured in the knowledge that there's almost always a deception or dissimulation of some sort transpiring at any given time. A number of the Sith descended from Korsin eventually become fanatics later on in the story arc of the novel, & view Korsin & the other 'originals' who landed on Kesh as deities whom they name themselves after & attempt to emulate by following in their footsteps. These 'Sith zealots' organize themselves into warring factions idealizing specific 'original' Sith & whichever offensive personality traits the corresponding person possessed while he or she was alive. The final portion of the narrative involves a colossally-immoral mass dissimulation which is so skillfully-implemented by Jackson Miller, it truly impressed me.
The Sith in this story are among the most well-conceived, believable 'antagonists' to be found in the Star Wars mythology. This really is a testament to John Jackson Miller's talent as a writer, more than any other contributing factor.
There is a second continent on Kesh discovered late in the storyline, which is at a technologically superior level of civilization compared to the isolated landmass the 'Omen' crashed on. Anyone who has read C.S. Friedman's 'Coldfire Trilogy' will probably see similarities between John Jackson Miller's planet Kesh & Friedman's world of Erna from her own stunning trilogy. All in all, I would recommend 'Lost Tribe of the Sith : The Collected Stories' to you without reserve. After getting about 45 pages into the book, I was thoroughly immersed in its fiction. There are very few lore connections to the greater Star Wars universe, mainly due to the era in the Star Wars timeline in which this novel takes place, but there are enough to make it interesting. Naga Sadow, Ludo Kressh, & Darth Revan all are integrated into the plotline of 'Lost Tribe of the Sith'. This book is most assuredly, recommended.
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I haven't really taken to the new Sith-related books because the "evil" characters seem mostly to have such simplistic excuses for their behavior (beaten as a child, a simple "lust for power" with no real goal, etc). These stories, though shorter individually, have way more depth, not to mention more insight, wisdom, and humour.
The only criticism I have is they're too short! This is somewhat of a rarity these days, because too many authors want to make the climax a full third of the book, but some of the tales kind of end with a lot of exposition about how a situation is resolved, explaining how there was really something in the planning all along that makes it all work out. Still, it's skillful exposition, well written and making sense.
Overall, definitely a recommended read.
Star Wars: Lost Tribe of the Sith #1: Precipice
Here come the Sith - A Sith ship (the Omen) crashes and the kindly sweet Sith emerge to teach the locals how to get along in peace and kindness. Actually, the Sith are nice at first.
This "Lost Tribe of the Sith" episode gives a nice view of how the Sith under Naga Sadow thought and acted. It is also interesting in that it details some of the interplay between the human and Sith races. Overall, this is the tale of arrival and setting up to take control of a new planet.
Star Wars: Lost Tribe of the Sith #2: Skyborn
Meet the Natives - The Sith arrived and set up camp in the previous episode (Precipice), now it's time to say hello to the neighbors.
A local woman introduces the Sith to the local powers that be who are, essentially, dragon riders and the top caste of Kesh society. It turns out they worship deities called the "Skyborne" (opportunity knocks). The Sith form social alliances with various locals to both protect themselves from the far larger local population and to gather some local power. The Sith are also busily trying to gather resources to fix their ship and get back to the war.
Star Wars: Lost Tribe of the Sith #3: Paragon
Meet the New Boss - In this episode, the Sith have take over Kesh and have mostly given up on ever leaving. It is the effort to fix the ship, however, that had them cooperating so well with each other. Now they are indulging their normal tendencies to fight one another and decide just who is the new boss of Kesh. As long as it isn't a Kesheri (Kesh native), of course.
It's nice that the eugenics program is making the Sith so easy to look at, and a lot less red.
Star Wars: Lost Tribe of the Sith #4: Savior
The Locals Strike Back - The Sith have taken over. Most of the Kesh locals now believe that the Sith actually are the "Skyborn" deities and should be prayed to. The Sith, meanwhile, have figured out they aren't going to be leaving anytime soon.
As this episode progresses, some locals recognize the Sith for what they are and try to undermine them. Interestingly, the local Kesh use Sith-style deceit to advance their cause. Maybe they've learned to well from their new masters? Good luck with deceiving the Sith.
Side note - the tension finally disappears between the human race and Sith race. It's all part of a eugenics program.
Star Wars: Lost Tribe of the Sith #5: Purgatory
Let the in-fighting continue - The earlier episodes of this series detailed the Sith taking over the planet. In this episode, they've ruled Kesh for a thousand years. Things are a bit different. For one thing, the original Sith shipwreck contained a bunch of relatively weak and untrained Sith. They were soldiers and sailors, not Lords. No one was even close to being a Sith lord.
Now things are different. The Sith don't seem all that stronger in the Force, but they've grown into their mantel of power. In other words, they are a bunch of scheming psychopaths but force choking isn't a big thing.
Into all that, an oddly serene dirt farmer catches a young Sith's attention
Star Wars: Lost Tribe of the Sith #6: Sentinel
There are two sides to the force - This installment follows immediately from the fifth (Purgatory). It turns out that it's pretty hard to completely deceive a Sith who has risen to rule an entire continent. It's much easier to blow them up with a little republic ship.
Meanwhile, an ex-Jedi (not fallen, just separated) and a Sith hook up and tune out.
Star Wars: Lost Tribe of the Sith #7: Pantheon
Dust to Dust - The first few episodes of this series covered the rise of the ship wrecked Sith to rule Kesh. The next couple episodes cover events a thousand years later when the Sith run the place and are at the top of their game. With this seventh installment, another thousand years have passed. The original shipwreck crew have become mythical beings and the nearly complete lack of natural resources on Kesh has brought the Sith low as they no longer reach for the stars or understand their own birthright.
In other words, it's kind of like the dark ages in Europe with less opportunity for reprieve. Meanwhile, a scholar tries to tie things together, keep the peace, and preserve what heritage remains. It isn't an easy task with either barbarians or with Sith. Sith barbarians are even nastier to deal with.
Another chunk of interest is how wrecked everything is from lack of care.
Star Wars: Lost Tribe of the Sith #8: Secrets
Losing their religion - The Sith have completely lost faith in having any reason to cooperate. The last one standing is the winner. The Sith have pretty much decided to wreck the place and kill whoever is available for killing. That and maybe it's time to finish off the old abandoned temple.
Meanwhile, that scholar heads back to the Omen to discover some secret knowledge. What he finds is a map. A camera on the Omen had survived the crash and had also recorded images of Kesh as the Omen headed in.
The Sith decide to curb their murderous rampage return to that old school style of treachery and assassination.
Star Wars: Lost Tribe of the Sith #8: Pandemonium
Let's do it, do it, do it again - It turns out that the Omen had crashed into about the worst place on Kesh. It's a continent of pretty much dirt and Keshiri. No decent metals and there isn't even good enough wood to go sailing and looking for more stuff to take over. It left the Sith with little to do but breed and in-fight for a few millenia.
But... in the previous story "Secrets", they turned up a map showing a second and much nicer continent and decide to head on over for a little how-do-you-do (conquest). A Sith Lord (Sithepher Columbus?) and friends make their way to that bigger and more resource rich continent that is full of unconquered Kesheri. In the negative column, all those unconquered Kesheri know about the Sith, really hate them, and have been preparing. What's a Dark Lord to do? Infiltrate, of course. After all, love and hate are different sides of the same coin.
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