MASK OR MENACE

[The face that appears on the screen is perhaps recognisable to some but it is not truly a face. It is a bone mask. Similar to the cyborg General Grievous but more organic and not made of metal. The voice, as well, is more earthy and not electronically filtered, but he has the same rough accent. The yellow, reptilian eyes are also the same and there is again a cloak, which is lighter in colour and he's wearing more clothing in beige and browns - but he is sans headwear this time. His long black hair is free and he's currently raking his bulky, red-skinned claw-like fingers through it. There's a sound of annoyance before he distractedly begins braiding it and he starts to speak.]

There are more Jedi here now and while my memories can be clouded at times, I remember well what they have done.

Do not believe the lies that they protect the innocent and are peacekeepers. I shall tell you my story.

My world was in turmoil. The evil Huk had invaded and attempted to enslave my people, the Kaleesh. We fought back valiantly and over years I rose up in the ranks to push them back to their world. After all the suffering they caused myself and my people; all the warriors they killed. My friends. My family. They deserved to be eliminated from the universe. They conquered other worlds. Kalee was not the only one. But the Kaleesh were the only ones to fight back, to not be used and made slaves to the Huk.

But the Huk were cowards. They fled to the Republic when they were no longer winning the war and lied to make themselves seem the victims; lying that the Kaleesh had attacked them first. The Republic sent their 'peacekeepers' to Kalee to see to this matter and these Jedi never even asked for our side of the story. They believed the lying Huk and so attacked my people and our world. Kalee suffered even more than they had under the invasion of the Huk. Our lands were ruined. Thousands died through famine due to the harshest sanctions put on our world. The Jedi and the Republic were responsible for this, under the pretense of aiding victims but the Huk were not victims. The Jedi blindly helped our enemies.

But this was not the end of their crimes.

I sought help for my people and made a deal to work for the banking clans if they would aid my world. The Huk soon attacked once again, ruining sacred grounds. I had to take action but as I did my shuttle was sabotaged, crashed and I nearly killed. The Jedi again were responsible for this.

[He had Count Dooku's word about that - and of course that wouldn't be another lie, now would it? Grievous, even in this form, doesn't know about any of these manipulations. He goes on.]

They are not kind. They are not good. They should be bound and kept from doing further harm.

[There is a low growl in his words and he has finally finished the long braid. With a shake of his head, it falls into place down his back.]

Let this be a warning to this world. Do not trust any Jedi.