Articles by Elpsis Kerrigan

Arkas was a world of vast oceans and tropical islands. Corsairs, elf fugitives and Firemane corpocrats had all left their mark on the planet, yet much of it remained unexplored and unspoilt. This was to the benefit of those who valued secrecy. One such place was the Obsidian Isle. A volcanic...

It was done. She had made the choice. No doubt the Board thought it was an irrelevant stunt. The royal brat was clearly just having a tantrum. She would ultimately be a non-factor. After all, business was continuing as usual. Firemane resorts continued to be frequented by happy tourists and...

Firemane Corporate Headquarters was an incredibly busy, hectic place. The corporation paid well but it demanded excellence. The schedule was punishing at the best of times. These were not the best of times. Not with the whiff of scandal, corruption and treason was so rank in the air. To be both...

By the time the Arx had been built, Elpsis had already been blind. Still, she had a pretty good idea of what the Kerrigan-Alcori villa had looked like. Siobhan, Tegaea and various servant girls had been eager to describe things for her and tell her about the fine tapestries, precious artworks...

Arkas was known for the tropical climate of its islands. But now it was dusk and the air had cooled down a fair bit. Liberty had developed quite a lot since the days when it had been a refugee camp filled with tents with little electricity, but continued to have a rugged frontier look. Up ahead...

There were many ways to spend your shore leave after a bloody battle. Most of those revolved around getting roaring drunk. And maybe hitting up a pleasure house. Elpsis had decided to spend her time by talking to spiders. Giant spiders. Probably not fun for arachnophobes. She'd taken two friends...

Where once there had been a world teeming with life, now there was just a barren wasteland. But the echo of its people's suffering still carried. A tale of callous, pointless destruction. Shikoba was no stranger to the embrace of death. She had traversed the spirit realm, and now her mind seemed...

"...The space battle was already ongoing when my team boarded the superweapon. Think we saw an Alliance warship get destroyed. Anyway, the torpedo got us aboard. The detonation took care of the initial hostiles, but we were attacked not long after landing," Elpsis reported. A coalition of the...

((Big thanks to mah superbuddy Loske Treicolt for the awesome art!)) Every company had its own media arm to communicate its goals to consumers and the public at large and put itself in a good light. In the case of Firemane, it was not just a corporation unaccountable to any planetary or...

((Told from Kyriaki's point of view. Represents a far-off future scenario.)) Elpsis was never one for pomposity. The final resting place of her ashes is a simple matter. A humble tombstone on the top of a hill at the edge of a forest. Marked with her name. Elpsis Kerrigan-Alcori, beloved...

The ceremony was over. The speeches had been made and the soldiers had gotten their more or less fancy awards to show off. Elpsis still had to use crutches to walk and was already getting antsy about being stuck on the Arx. Despite her protests, she was still under medical observation. It was...

Post-Battle of Bastion The clock was ticking. Just a few minutes till the ceremony. However, Elpsis' thoughts were elsewhere. In her bunk, she wrestled with a most tenacious enemy. One more frustrating and dangerous than any Sith - or Jedi, not that there was a huge difference between those two...

I’ve begun to measure my life in significant hospital visits. Thing is, normally it’s me lying in the bed with broken limbs. In the Force, Siobhan looks so peaceful. Her heart rate is steady – but weak. Machinery monitors her non-stop. I’m not used to seeing her like this. “Well, it’s been a...

Tracers and multi-coloured blaster rounds streaked across the streets. Shrapnel stung the air amidst explosions. Entire buildings had been flattened by artillery shelling. The female form of a Twi’lek emerged from a burning residential building and ran towards the Firemane soldier. “Peace...

((Continuation of the story started here and continued here, here, here and here. Told from Kyriaki's point of view)) Our significantly diminished convoy left the wreckage, the blood and the bodies behind it. The groundcar races across the road. Seated at the front in the passenger’s seat, I...

((Continuation of the story started here and continued here, here and here. Told from Kyriaki's point of view)) “Do you want your inhaler, Master?” Shakka asks. The estate is slowly disappearing behind us. Ahead of us lie the forests and further away the massive highways the great Leader...

((Continuation of the story started here and continued here and here. Told from Kyriaki's point of view)) “It seems that some of the xenos – just a small, but dangerous minority – have taken my unending generosity for granted. Shameful,” Eisen declares with no small amount of camp. “They are...

((Continuation of the story started here and continued here. Told from Kyriaki's point of view)) Our destination is a fancy terrace. Two Disciples, both with the auras of Masters, and one Force-blind officer are busy gossiping. But they cease their chat immediately the moment Eisen comes into...

((Continuation of the story started here. Told from Kyriaki's point of view)) Many corridors follow. I smooth my raven dress a bit before I step into a hall even grander than the last one. It is a massive baroque gallery built to impress and show off. A gigantic, panoramic window shows off the...

((Written from the point of view of Kyriaki, Elpsis' clone)). As a Disciples of the Vader, I have a variety of privileges. Some of them useful, others plain pointless beyond being a way to stroke the Disciple's ego. Every Non-Force-User must without fail address me as 'my lord'. I am entitled...