"The Sith have a very careful order they've spent thousands of years cultivating. It's resulted in a society where anyone who isn't Force-sensitive is expendable, aliens like yours truly are barely seen as sentient, and you're expected to kill to survive. Above all though, Sith are contradictory creatures."

They truly were. There were as many different Sith philosophies as there were Sith, and everyone did things just a little different.

"My master- while I hope she's rotting in the Void- was a true example of what a Sith is. Cunning, intelligent."

He had to admit that much about Zash, however much she had broken him in a way none had done before or since.

"Thanaton just didn't like her, because she wasn't as into tradition as he was. And because he hated her..."

He didn't think he needed to explain that one. Because he hated Zash, he wanted Altair dead too, for being Zash's apprentice.