Known also as the Junk World, Lotho Minor is one of the galaxy's dumping grounds. The surface of the planet is covered with refuse, piled over countless generations so that enormous heaps of trash stand as tall as mountains. As the ancient maxim goes, one being's refuse is another's treasure: salvage operations dig through the planet-wide junkyard, looking to reclaim and recondition reusable or obsolete machinery. Huge pools of toxic sludge and the periodic bursts of acid rain make the ruined ecosystem one of the most dangerous in the galaxy.
Savage Opress was once a common Nightbrother whose fighting prowess impressed Asajj Ventress. Transformed into a monstrous warrior by Mother Talzin, Opress became Count Dooku's new assassin and secret Sith apprentice. His loyalty, however, remained to Talzin. The Nightsisters leader gave Savage a new quest: to find his brother, Darth Maul, who had somehow survived his apparent death and was living in exile in the Outer Rim.
A deadly, agile Sith Lord trained by the evil Darth Sidious, Darth Maul was a formidable warrior and scheming mastermind. He wielded an intimidating double-bladed lightsaber and fought with a menacing ferocity. Though he fell in battle against Obi-Wan Kenobi, the Zabrak from Dathomir would prove to be much harder to destroy than originally believed.
No one is quite sure of the origins of the mysterious natives of Lotho Minor, the Junkers. The planet's role as a galactic dumping ground has not encouraged any deep exploration of Junker culture or biology, nor has their violent territoriality. They appear to be a strange hybrid of organic life and mechanical debris. The Junkers live off the scrap found on the planet's surface, augmenting their strange and twisted bodies with cybernetic enhancements. They have lived on Lotho Minor for so long that it is impossible to tell where their bodies end and where the refuse begins.
Lotho Minor has, for time immemorial, been an industrial dumping ground for neighboring worlds. Cargo ships routinely drop holds of refuse onto the planet, caring little as to what would become of it. Immense droids programmed long ago to incinerate the garbage continue to labor amid the mountains of refuse, filling their enormous jaws with scrap and burning it with the flames of their infernal gullets. Those unfortunate to live on Lotho Minor know not of the origins of these crane monsters. The mindless mechanicals are simply known as the fire-breathers.