"I call this meeting
of the mighty Star Chamber
to order!" said Jac.

"Yes, we veterans
must convene to discuss - wait,
Sarin is asleep

again. Wake him up,
Muz. By the way, your hair is,
as usual, fab."

Jac then noticed that
other ex-Grand Masters were
unresponsive. He

folded his arms and
sighed, That's what happens when old
fogies are in charge.

First is Pravypoo
the incumbent who went _poof_
At least in fiction

Jac, on his wiki,
has an insanely long name
I hear he's nice though

The next G.M.E.
is a big space weeaboo
I call Mary Sue

I don't know Val Cole
and Aeturnus is a Darth
running out of words

In-character they
guide from the shadows, I guess.
OOC... _le shrug_

In the Star Chamber
Grand Masters past and present
Sharing their wisdom

Aiding Grand Masters
In decisions big and small
Anyway they can

The ultimate tool
To conquer every problem
Of the Brotherhood

Elite membership
Only one way to gain entrance
That's through leadership

Ever sought after
Where it exists will remain
A well kept secret

It began with hate.
A Sith cult born in exile,
Hate tore it apart.

Millenia passed,
It was created anew,
Rebirth due to need.

Named the Star Chamber,
Honoring the ancient cult,
A hidden power.

With their influence,
They advise the Grand Master,
Veiled in secrecy.

It guides the Clans,
With conflict and politics,
Like an unseen leash.