#fourth sister

[groundrunner100]

The Galactic Imperial Inquisitorius

*Grand Inquisitor

*First Brother

*Second Sister

*Third Sister

*Fourth Sister

*Fifth Brother

*Seventh Sister

*Eighth Brother

*Ninth Sister

*Eleventh Brother

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The Imperial Inquisitorius

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[short-wooloo]

The Star Wars Inquisitor Problem

Question: why do the Inquisitors exist? meta narratively?

The simple answer is because you can't kill Darth Vader

Vader needs to live to be in the original trilogy, this presents a problem if you're doing a story about a Jedi survivor fighting the empire, because logically to deal with a Jedi the empire needs a Force sensitive to do it, but if it's Vader you run into a problem

Either Vader kills the Jedi or the Jedi escapes without killing Vader

So either the story ends there or you have increasingly contrived situations where the Jedi escapes

Thus the Inquisitors come in, they allow for Jedi characters post rots to have someone to fight, someone who can give challenge to these Jedi survivors, but can still be overcome and killed

But that's where the problem has come in

Out of the sixteen Inquisitors introduced, only one-the Sixth Brother-is technically still alive (and thats because of the continuity kerfuffle resulting from the story where he died being retconned and the Eleventh Brother taking his place), all the others are dead or left the organization (Reva, Barriss, Lyn)

This means the Inquisitors are in the very situation they were created (out of universe) to remedy, they cannot die here because they die later (Maul Shadow Lord for example, Brothers 1 and 11 can't die here because they die later, assuming Brother 1 and Martok are the same person)

So how is this remedied?

The simple answer is we need more Inquisitors, new ones, there certainly is a risk of there being too many Inquisitors, but I don't think we're there just yet, there were somewhere around 10,000 Jedi pre war and not all of the Inquisitors were necessarily Jedi before

But another potential solution is putting more emphasis on the Purge Troopers

These guys very obviously exist in greater numbers than the Inquisitors do, and while they're not as tough, they are capable against Jedi, especially in groups, kinda like what the Magnaguards were to Jedi in Clone Wars, a tougher mook/grunt

Third option: a long held personal theory and headcanon of mine, the the titles "X Brother/Sister" are not fixed to the individual, when an Inquisitor dies they are replaced and a new "X Brother/Sister" takes up the previous one's numerical designation, this helps to further emphasize how the Empire dehumanizes the Inquisitors, as not only do they not get a name, they don't even get their own number, but it also can help explain how Reva-explicitly one of the youngest Inquisitors and explicitly only 12 when the organization was founded-was able to get the title "Third Sister" even though logically it would have been handed out early on, she's not the only "Third Sister"

Sorts fourth option related to option 3: for every Brother there's a Sister, IE we've met the Brothers 1, 5, 6, 8, 10, 11 and Sisters 2, 3, 4, 7, 9, 13, but we have not met Sisters 1, 5, 6, 8, 10, 11 and Brothers 2, 3, 4, 7, 9, 13

[lordwiggyton]

"There is no way out. Is there?" - Lyn Rakish (Fourth Sister) "That's what the Empire wants you to think." - Barriss Offee.

Second of six "posters" I'm drawing to commemorate the Tales of Star Wars series! My first one of Thrawn and Morgan Elsbeth is here

Textless version is below:

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[stellanslashgeode]

I hadn’t any urge to write Maul: Shadow Lord fics but now I want to write a canon divergence where it’s Lyn Rakish/Fourth Sister and Barriss who get sent after Maul rather than Marrok and Eleventh Brother because it seems to be taking place at the same time as Tales of the Empire.

[s3xy-force-sensitive-2026]

Round One: Lyn Rakish aka Fourth Sister vs Adi Gallia

Lyn Rakish

Adi Gallia

Voting ended onMay 5

[kaynanarie]

Third Wheel Woes

Destined One x OC Jen

(Prompt - Pouting)

            They were talking again. Well, the spider lady was talking, Monkey nodding along as she gestured to the cave below. Jen couldn’t hear what was being said across the cavern and wasn’t really in the mood to find out.

            The fourth sister was leading them through the spiders’ lair, bypassing traps and dangerous bugs that would have slowed their progress to a crawl. It was beyond helpful and put her in great danger if her family found out. But there was a tension Jen couldn’t help noticing.

            Spider lady only ever spoke to Monkey, whispering warnings and chastising him with insults that were almost playful. She watched him wistfully, a fond look in her eyes whenever his back was turned. Over the course of the day, she slowly gravitated closer to Monkey, never quiet touching but constantly lingering in his space.

            As the spider sister inched closer, Jen hung back further, weighed down by her heavy pack and heart. Every once in a while, Monkey would check she was still behind them; just a quick, confirming glance before following whatever path the fourth sister pointed out next.

            By the time the group stopped to make camp, Jen’s fuming had fizzled out to a weary melancholy. It was childish and petty but she couldn’t help the jealous eating away at her. The fourth sister clearly held an affection for Monkey and, as far as Jen could tell, he was fine with letting her all but cling to him. As bitter as it made her, the pair made sense; the spider was lovely in her human form and was demon like Monkey. Jen could only resent her meager human status and accept overwhelming defeat.

            She jabbed at the fire, taking her frustrations out on the glowing coals. It was small, not much kindling to burn, but it was enough light and warmth to make the cave feel less gloomy. Jen’s fire abuse was interrupted by Monkey taking a seat next to her. Fourth sister had disappeared, leaving them alone for a moment and letting Jen breathe easier. Monkey grabbed one of the sticks skewering a roasting mushroom and tried to hand it to Jen. She shook her head, stomach churning at the thought of food.

            “Not hungry.”

            Monkey frowned but set the refused meal back by the fire. He untied his calabash next, offering water but Jen barely acknowledged it.

            “No thanks.”

            Concern growing, he scooted closer, scanning her over for injuries or illness. Even as Monkey stared, Jen refused to look up, making him more anxious by the second. He placed a hand over hers, stilling her fire tending.

            “What’s wrong?” he asked quietly.

            The fact that I had to watch a spider lady flirt with you all day while following along like the unwanted third wheel?

            Jen shoved her bitter thoughts aside. “It’s nothing.”

            A hand brushed her cheek, trying to catch her attention. “Please tell me?”

            “It’s not important,” she dismissed again. As she was set to continue her jealous brooding, Monkey’s face leaned in until Jen had nowhere else to look. His dark eyes were wide and soft, a pleading pout on his lips as he stared pitifully at her. It was such a strange but adorable expression to see on his usually stoic face.

            Jen rolled her eyes, biting back smile at his antics. It was enough for Monkey, who reached up to poke the upturned corner of her mouth. She was too distracted to notice the tail creeping up on her until it was rubbing against her neck, soft fur tickling a surprised laugh out of her. While Jen tried to escape the tail, Monkey sat up and pulled her into a hug. He nuzzled against her hair and coddled her with comforting coos.

            “Alright, jeez!” Jen huffed but didn’t pull away from his embrace. Silence followed as Monkey waited patiently for her to explain. “You and the spider sister have been getting close and…I feel like I’m just in the way.”

            Monkey tilted his head in confusion. “She’s just helping.”

            “I know.” Shame and embarrassment burned through Jen as she forced the words out. “I’m glad she’s helping. She just seems to like you a lot.”

            Realization lit up Monkey’s eyes and he smiled, soft and reassuring. “She is a friend and ally but nothing more. When we leave, we leave together. Fourth sister will have her own path to follow. Okay?”

            Jen’s face flushed red but she nodded, nerves calmed by his words. She leaned into his warmth as his arms and tail cuddled her to his chest. Even the spider sister’s eventual return did nothing to dampen her lifted mood. Whatever they faced in the webbed hollow next, Jen was relived to know they would face it together.

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