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THR/JO: AmnestyThankfully, I was dropped off on the bottom step of the Coruscanti Temple and not the local Fire Department as an infant. I don't imagine I'd see... -
Let Us Speak Plainly | Farworlds AllianceOFFICIAL STATEMENT FROM THE COMMONWEALTH OF CARAGACH The Caragachi Commonwealth accepts this diplomatic offer from the Farworlds Alliance... -
THR/JO: AmnestyOnly the Vanguard, though, my dear. Only the Vanguard. No other Jedi needs concern themselves with this message. -
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News CORE EXAMINER FASHION ALERT: DEFYING GRAVITYI hope you have a legal team better than Lysander’s.- Corazona von Ascania
Kinley Pryse looked asleep.
She sat in the pilot's chair of the Canto Belle with her boots propped on the console, hat tipped low over her face. One arm hung loosely off the side of the chair while the soft hum of hyperspace filled the cockpit. The ship drifted through the blue tunnel of...
Lorn Reingard
Aiden keyed in the encrypted frequency, ensuring the transmission would reach only its intended recipient. For a moment, he stared at the message, going over it.
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Lorn-
"I hope this finds you well. I would wish these contents were more joyful, but i have to do what I...
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The hammer came down over the anvil, quicky and decsively. It was an easy trade to learn, even where he was at. Hell, nether, whatever this place was. Beads of sweat rolled down his brow, as the hammer hit the steel laid upon the anvil once more in quick...
Aiden.
I trust, by the Force's will, that this message finds you well. It is truly my heart's desire that you find the answer to that which is plaguing you. I have counseled with many, and spent much time in meditation. And I believe there is only one true recourse, and that is trust.
There...
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JEDI ORDER, HIGH REPUBLIC ARCHIVES:
SECURE HOLO-NET TRANSMISSION:
Priority: Standard
Classification: Internal Correspondence
Sender: Jedi Knight, Balun Dashiell
Recipient: Grandmaster, Ala Quin
Location of Origin: Shiraya's Sanctuary, Naboo
Encryption Code: Dashiell 415
MISSIVE:
Master,
I...
Shortly after Fatine.
This was never how things were supposed to go.
Fatine was used to Acier not picking up her calls right away. He was busy - with what he’d never say - and she’d leave him long, rambling voicemails. Sometimes she’d be upset. Sometimes she’d talk about her day. He’d always...
"Audio Log Number...." [Audible Sigh, sound indicates lighting of a cigarette.]
"I don't know what number this is. Nearly 20 years of doing this and I've finally reached the point I've forgotten where I am. This isn't a research log any way, more of a personal journal."
"I can...hear it now, I...
Interviewer: Hello and welcome to Bitter Talk, where we break down all the fun happenings in the Bitterverse! Today we have a very special guest joining us: the one, the only, Kitter Bitters herself. Welcome, Kitter!
Kitter: Thanks for having me. It's always nice to spend time with the voices...
NEW STERANDEL - AEGIS
THE RENASCENT HEIRATE
WARRENDER HOUSE - 2154 HOURS
"Without more we weren't able to confirm exactly what will be on offer at the auction," said Noema Kintar from one end of the long conference table in Warrender's office. This Warrender, an older woman who had been a First...
I've been thinking a lot lately about forgiveness.
Not just the kind we offer others, but the kind we desperately need ourselves. The truth is that we all mess up sometimes. Every single one of us. Me included.
One of the hardest feelings in the world is realizing that you've hurt someone...
An open missive went out to the Jedi Order.
Jedi.
I am not one of you, but I have fought with you against the Sith time and again.
Your blades are absent from the fight.
You stand idly by while the Sith run riot throughout the galaxy.
Ignite your blades. Bring balance to the Force.
Every...
Location: High Republic Space
The Covenant shuttle dropped from hyperspace without fanfare, a single vessel crossing into High Republic territory. Ace sat alone in the cockpit, black coat hanging open slightly. His hands resting in his lap, and his eyes were fixed on the stars beyond the...
The holorecording flickered to life and Ace sat alone in frame. He looked exhausted, worn down by months of stress and sleepless nights. But there was something else there too, a strange lightness, like a man who had finally stopped running.
He stared at the recorder for a moment before...
"That feeling of fighting for a cause, for the liberation of the galaxy from the tyranny of Chaos into the embrace of Order, it is a truly euphoric feeling."
For years, the remnants of Imperial civilization have endured.
We have hidden among the stars, preserved what strength we could, and...
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// COMMONWEALTH INTELLIGENCE — CONSOLIDATED FILE
// SUBJECT: REINGARD, L. // EVENT: GILARIA, "THE VAIMANA"
// ORDERING: CONVENTIONAL BASELINE -> CORROBORATION -> LIAISON
TIER 0 — CONVENTIONAL BASELINE
0.A — CSB // BORDER & IMMIGRATION SECURITY [x]
ENTRY CONTROL LOG — GILARIA APPROACH //...
"Never again."
The sensor station at Kintan Ridge had been built to watch storms.
For years its operators had spent their shifts tracking weather patterns rolling across the plains, monitoring commercial traffic, and occasionally filing reports on smugglers foolish enough to wander too close...
A poster is plastered somewhere in the streets of different cities in the galaxy.
To the Command Staff of the High Republic Special Services,
Effective immediately, I hereby tender my resignation from the High Republic Special Services, relinquishing all authority, responsibilities, privileges, and obligations associated with my position.
I originally aligned myself with...
32 MOONMOTH LANE - THEED, NABOO
Helena Cross glanced one way, then the other before crossing the quaintly cobbled street of the posh, quiet neighborhood on the outskirts of Theed. In the distance, the waterfalls roared and the capital of the High Republic didn't quite sleep despite the obscene...