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The People v. Lysander von Ascania - EpilogueI could read about Verity Stuyveris answering questions for the rest of my life, I think, and remain delighted the whole time -
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News CORE EXAMINER FASHION ALERT: DEFYING GRAVITYI hope you have a legal team better than Lysander’s.- Corazona von Ascania
The Imperial Palace was quiet at this hour. Only the soft shuffling of tireless functionaries meandering through the cavernous halls intruded upon the unbearable silence that otherwise ruled. Even the Imperial Praetorians, hallowed sentinels of the Sith Throne, nary moved a muscle as they...
Location: Desevro
The dorm was silent except for the holotransmitter. Ace sat on the edge of the narrow bed, elbows braced on his knees, shoulders slightly forward. Dead, dark eyes transfixed on what the transmission displayed.
Thump... Thump... Thump.
Ace didn't look away. He watched the way...
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Musings from the Seat of the Empress 903 ABY
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Srina Talon laughed.
It was a rare ghostly sound, almost sweet, were it not touched with something wicked that echoed in...
The Lothal Jedi Enclave rang with the soft hum of training sabers and the brighter sound of laughter. Pari Sylune moved lightly across the stone, her footwork playful rather than precise, meeting each of Larn's eager strikes with an easy parry. The boy lunged with all the seriousness a young...
The night had dragged on, as many did these days. The demotion had been beyond humiliating, but the humiliation of his indiscretion weighed far heavier. His wife no longer spoke to him. His children rarely lifted their eyes when conversation was necessary. All for what? A sip of a wine and...
(OOC- Takes place After “The Reality of the Force”)
There wasn’t a large collection of items that he gathered and put in the chamber. Mostly trinkets, Connel never cared about those unless they could help him in the field. Though there was this holocron that he took from Yavin IV. It was time...
OPENING THEME
By Joran Kael – The Kael Report
"Power reveals its limits most clearly when it chooses spectacle over restraint."
TARIS–MANDALORIAN–REPUBLIC SPACE — A TRIANGULATED ESCALATION
A sequence of three transmissions has reshaped the political atmosphere across multiple regions of the...
Citizens of the Imperial Confederation,
I do not normally make addresses or speak loudly on galactic affairs as my role as Supreme Commander is strictly a military role and not a political or diplomatic one. But in the wake of the recent escalation of tensions between the Mandalore and the...
Citizens of the Imperial Confederation,
I do not normally make addresses or speak loudly on galactic affairs as my role as Supreme Commander is strictly a military role and not a political or diplomatic one. But in the wake of the recent escalation of tensions between the Mandalore and the...
The transmission opens on a man, standing tall, back rigid facing away from the camera. The march of footsteps echoing as if in response to a “hammer’s clang”.
As the man turns around, the face of Diarch Reign is revealed. Green eyes hard, mouth set in a determined line.
“Aelira Vane”
a beat...
Citizens of the High Republic,
Today I address you with a sense of alarm that I do not choose lightly. A transmission was broadcast by Mand'alor the Iron that displayed the public crucifixion of civilians. This act was transmitted deliberately, theatrically, and without regard for the lives...
A MESSAGE TO THE DIARCHS
[ TRANSMISSION START ]
There is no image yet, only sound...
Only the dull thunder of a hammer striking nail with a patience that feels intentional rather than hurried. Blood slicks the grip, iron answers iron, and the rhythm demands attention before it ever offers...
"What am I looking at?" The Councilor of Ziost drew a sigh from his peer, the Councilor of Dromund Kaas, at the question but she didn't look up from reading the datapad that she had been glancing over for the past hour or so. "He calls it an 'experiment' if you want the official response." Kaas...
Location: Desevro
The room was small, utilitarian, barely worthy of the word sanctum. Ace leaned forward, palms braced against the sink, his breath was slow and measured as water traced thin lines down the steel and vanished into the drain.
The reflection stared back without flinching. He...
HOLONET NEWS EXCLUSIVE: CHAOS ON STENNAROS
The Uprising Begins
Reports confirmed that at approximately 0400 hours local time, over 80% of the labor and security droids within the Sith Order's primary logistics hub on Stennaros turned on their biological overseers. What began as a localized...
Kinley Pryse sat sideways in the pilot's chair, boots braced against the console, the hum of the ship's systems filling the quiet like a heartbeat. The cockpit lights were low, just enough to paint everything in soft amber and shadow. She hadn't bothered to clean the blood off her knuckles yet...
A Message For Cerys Dyn
Transcript via Datapad, sent via Holonet.
Cerys,
I don't know where you are, nor why you feel you need to evade me.
Being on the run from the Jedi is one thing; I've been there and can relate, but I never had any intention of forcing you to come back to the High...
A child is born. Its parents are simple, hardworking folk. Most of the folk on Chandrila are, despite the planet's wider galactic reputation. Someone has to tend the fields; that's the Mother. And someone has to repair all of the machines; that's the Father. They don't make a lot of money, but...