Zyrahl was born in the gutters of Taris, where she learned that survival was just another kind of performance. Draped in stolen silks and perfume thick enough to hide the spice on her breath, she conned nobles as a fortuneteller until one mistook her act for prophecy. Apprenticed by accident and too clever to kill, she turned trickery into true alchemy, rising her ranks through the Sith Empire. Now living offworld, the Dark Councilor of Mysteries is accessible only to those she wishes to see.