"I didn't say it was a perfect comparison," Garht'zel points out, taking a sip of his drink and wincing slightly. It reminds him of the tihaar he drank one night when working with the Mandalorians. The next day might be interesting if it's in that range.

"You probably wouldn't want to meet most other Sith. One I've had the displeasure of having to work with when I was younger might be closer to whatever you're imagining. It'll be a little hard for you to meet her though, considering she's dead." At his hand, after he finally didn't need her anymore, since he was completely fed up with her.