Satyxes Dakarion, the Drake.

Personal Data
Real Name: Satyxes Dakarion
Known Aliases: “the Drake” – by the crew, “that bitch” – by the pirated captains
Species/Race: Sith Trueblood.
Age: Mid- to late-20’s
Height: 6' 40” (1.95m)
Weight: 242 lbs (110 kg)
Eye Color: Golden-orange
Hair Color: Coal black

Biographical Data
Occupation: Pirate and illicit goods trader.
Place of Birth: Unknown, records of conversations refer to ‘some backwater colony, somewhere…’
Marital Status: Single, through rumours of entanglements with crew and sometimes captives abound.
Known Relatives: Unknown, Satyxes doesn’t speak of this in public.
Known Associates: The crew of the “Crimson Drake”, the vessel for their piracy & trading operation.

Overview/History/Current Status in Coil
Very little is known about this Sith, records and official documents showing – just – enough to be perfectly legal and the red marks of the old Sith doing the rest. To many, it seems like this crew of raiders and their leader just appeared out of some proverbial black hole and started their cheerful pillaging across the hyperspace lanes.
The connection to the Coil is even more nebulous, having shown up on Dromond Kaas and – for no clear reasons – started to probe and look for this academy, as if it were some very secretive and hidden temple of sorts, which it clearly isn’t… What drove the otherwise brazen pirate to act so cloak-and-daggerlike?

Personality:
After spending some time with Satyxes, it quickly becomes clear that all the classic ‘sith’ behaviour is completely absent. No power-hungry tirades, no plots of domination, no outspoken plans for conquest or domination of anyone or anything. Just the desire to fly the space lanes, free of being tied down and living life as it comes, one hyperspace jump at a time.
Satyxes is a person of great mercurial tempers, going from one extreme to another by what – to outsiders – seems to be the slightest provocation. This great capacity for passions is reflected quite well in how every little undertaking is done: with great conviction and zeal. In both professional activities as wel as private or intimate endeavours, Satyxes is nothing less than consummately passionate.

Appearance
Satyxes is built like a brick shithouse – every part of her body speaking of strength and developed physical abilities. There’s little ‘finesse’ readily apparent, but the dual sabers that dangle from the belt would be nigh suicide if coordination and dexterity were lacking.
To match the facial piercings, Satyxes has multiple companion pieces all across the bright red skin – chest and stomach sporting a golden pattern of studs that go from neck to just above the genital area. Both arms and shoulders are covered in dark-inked tattoos, depicting various reptilian creatures – land based and winged – that are probably more at home in some fictional mythos or some very, very dangerous place somewhere.

Relationships/Interdependencies
the Hidden patron – On more than one occasion, the Crimson Drake’s crew escaped a near-perfectly set trap or overwhelming assault through subtle manipulations and leaked information. None of the crew, not even the Drake, knows who this benefactor is – but he or she must be very well-connected and cloaked in shadow indeed.

Pelagie – A chance encounter or again the hand of the hidden patron? This rather bon vivant woman has rather unexpectedly become both a good client (paying the latest fuel bills with a single order) and a link to this academy. Remains to be seen what comes of this…

Zirellax – A companion of Pelagie’s, apparently prone to having people dance nakedly in their apartment. Hrm… not a bad taste in activities. Though a bit quick on judgements based on appearances. Could be useful.

Louhetar – Another companion of Pelagie’s, or… more correctly a companion of Zirellax’ that was present when I met Pelagie. A quiet one with attentive eyes. Make a mental note to never let that one close to my operations…

Lady Valaria – A trap. A clear and obvious trap. Preaching values in a Sith academy that are almost revanite in nature ! That can't be. It... it just can't. She -must- be weeding out those with similar beliefs. She -must- be...

Hurme – A fighter. A hot-tempered, strong-willed fighter. I like that. Probably a demon in the sack too.

**Will update & expand as inspiration strikes**

Satyxes’ smuggler’s haven: “The Drake’s Den”
- Set up in a building on the edges of the better parts of town, bordering the more common areas. The building entrance looks like your average residential hub, with a nondescript turbolift to the higher floors. Only the income floor is possible to select as a destination, referring to the place as “Drake Shipping and Imports”
By appearances of the entrance and location alone, this place could easily be judged as some private cargo hauling business, nothing more.
- Not publicly advertised, but passed on discreetly by mouth-to-mouth advertising from clients to like-minded & interested parties. Knowing where to find it is no guarantee you’ll get in, as the place seems to have a rather strict (yet hard to define) guest list
- Takes up the top floors of an apartment complex. The bar/play hall itself takes almost an entire floor, so stockpiles and such must be kept on other floors. Logic dictates that at least 3 of the building’s levels are in Satyxes’ possession (2 obviously so and one by logical deduction for storage ea.).
- The visible spaces are segmented into roughly 3 areas:
o Common business area: Income hall, general guest area and the utility area are freely accessible for people in good standing with Satyxes & her crew.
o Select guest area: the stairways, the balcony and the bar/play hall. These places are only accessible for exclusive visitors or on case by case exception, at Satyxes’ discretion. Guard droids will deny passage to any not on the guest list or not accompanied by someone with ‘invitation privileges’.
o Private area: The garage & the rooms adjacent to the Bar. These rooms are locked down to all but Satyxes herself. Doors will -not- open (unless realistically forced/hacked) and guard droids will deny passage to all, unless accompanied by Satyxes herself (so far, nobody)

- General feel & content:
First floor
o Entry hall (front right room with turbolift)
The room holds the first security checkpoint with human staff for that little extra flair.
o Guest rooms (front center room)
Set up to accommodate 6 up to humanoids in relative comfort. Basic bedding, dining accommodations and seating have been provided as well as two large lockers with individual coded personal compartments.
o Utility area (front left room)
Basic amenities for both medical urgency care as well as some degree of equipment maintenance and repairs. This room obviously suffered from constraints on available surface during its implementation.
Placed conveniently at the entrance, a service droid registers all usage of the facilities and charges clients at the moment they leave, using the handy credit terminal at its side to complete the transactions.
o Hallway
The second security checkpoint is placed here, manned by two heavy duty brawler droids. These droids filter the crowds allowed to go upstairs and those that are not so privileged.
o Operations room (back room)
A door that seems perpetually locked and is made fully of what seems to be high-grade metal. Contrary to the game model, there are no glass panes that allow a peek inside.
Those that would finally make their way inside would be greeted by a sight of several racks of goods and wares, ready for shipping to various destinations, as well as a fleet of speeders to be used for said deliveries and errands.
The room also holds some rather sophisticated tracking and communication arrays to keep the planetary traffic to and from this little hidden base as secure and smooth as possible.
Transition
o Stairways
At the top of the stairs, each of the small anterooms holds a sanitation unit for clients and staff.
Second floor
o Balcony (Outdoors back area)
The outdoors area of the bar is quite sparsely decorated with benches and some fountains (utilizing the perpetual precipitation to pleasing aesthetic effect), all overshadowed by the looming figure of the Emperor gazing down upon the area and in through the bar’s windows.
Given the less than perfectly legal nature of certain dealing within the club, the more at-home patrons quite easily understand the implied irony, while others remain comforted by the fact that the Emperor watchful eye reaches even places like these.
o Bar/play hall (grand back room)

o Antechamber (centermost room)
The door from the bar area to this one seems perpetually locked and is guarded by what appear to be 2 severely upgraded wardroids (the trained eye would notice Cortosis grafts and small shield emitters). Only Satyxes – and those she takes with her – are allowed passage by the guardian machines.
The room itself is an odd place, in contrast to one’s expectations when considering the owner is a Sith in both blood and apparent training. It positively radiates calm and relaxation, having just the right degree of sound-proofing (even when the doors open), just the right temperature and humidity to foster the sense of peace and quiet for a majority of sentient races.
A pleasant, crisp scent seems to emit from the various plants there, only adding to the general feeling of ease the room emanates.
o Trading post (front left room)
A room filled with data terminals and secure storage. Pretty much everything here is used to ply the day-to-day trade of the Drake’s little smuggling and privateering business.
o Meditation area (front right room)
This room is completely dedicated to the study and application of the Force. A circle of Datacrons – Representing the virtues of Strength, Endurance and Cunning – mark the area where the vast majority of Satyxes’ time is spent while training.
The walls on one side are adorned with some ancient-looking data storage or computing device that seems to be hooked up into the room’s computer net. The other side holds 2 decorated reliquaries – each filled with a number of very carefully stored and cared for artefacts.
o Private quarters (front center room)
The quite luxuriously decorated private quarters of Satyxes. Everything here is made of the finest materials and from the hands of the highest grade craftsmanship money can buy. Obviously, a taste of the good life is entirely expected here.