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STUYVERIS: "MALPRACTICE" TO ALLOW SITH TO HOLD CORUSCANTI will be following your career with great interest. -
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Epilogue: The Wedding of Starlin and IsoldaI've been working to bring some older unused characters' stories to a conclusion. Starlin's is now officially done, which means I will probably... -
System Shock: Dear SisterTo: Lysander von Ascania Subject: RE: Revenge Lysander, Ukatis was once the site of revenge. What I fear most is not the Sith – it is the loss... -
THE KAEL REPORT: The Language of an Undeclared AllianceNej leaves a comment on the spacebook page: damn thats crazy where the Imperials at #justiceforsmugglers
Fog rolled along the moist ground making the pungent aroma of the swamp even more intolerable. The marshlands were home to all kinds of interesting creatures, but all of them paled in comparison to the bogwitch. She was known as many things, a seer, fortuneteller, gude, witch, magician, but to...
Ee'everwest Estate, Naboo
Eleven Years Before The Events of Benediction
Briana squatted down on her haunches, handing her little sister a circuit board. “C’mon Bast, I know you can make it work.”
Bastila, all of four and three quarters with her riotously chestnut curls and large, sea-green...
The katana effortlessly sliced through bamboo in a rapid motion. It seemed for a moment that nothing had happened, then the entire bamboo shaft shattered into pieces. As bamboo rattled, falling to the ground, the Atrisian lad already was lifting his hand from where he had sheathed Utaken.
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OPERATION SHADOWHAND
We've bided our time long enough. We've lost worlds, armies, slaves, and faithful subjects. We've plundered capitals, razed cities, slaughtered billions, raided Jedi holy worlds, and nearly brought the galaxy's combined might to their knees.
We've waited long...
Dear Astrid,
I hope this message finds you in good health and strong spirits. I owe you an apology for my lack of correspondence of late. I have run low on positive news and I chose not to burden you with every trouble we were forced to endure here, thinking that if I had, you would have soon...
Freyja ( Ritual & Meditation Music ) without waterfall
A traitor amongst her pack...
A stain on the legacy and banner she carried forth...
The North never forgets...
Three weeks had passed since a sizeable portion of her pack was slaughtered at the Hljóðleva Encampment, and Astrid wasn't...
He ran as he had a thousand nights before. Through a blinding blizzard, the sound of screams, the stench of split ozone, and seared flesh followed every fleeing footstep. He tore through trees and thickets, thin shallow slashes studded his body as branches and barbed thorns raked and rent his...
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Glenda was dead. The days of mourning had passed, and despite her final words to Erys, the young wolf had not left. She could not stop thinking about the name her mother had spoken.
“How could it be? The Lechners were wiped out…”
Everyone knew the Lechner clan had long passed from Islimore...
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FORMOS CAMPAIGN RECORD 02: DAILY AFFAIRS
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Formos, Formos Dresuoti
6:00 AM
[ERROR] / [ERROR] / 876 ABY
"Move it! I want to see those legs turn into a blur!"...
Planet : Naboo
Location: Theed
13:00 Local Time
Myles walked brazenly down the cobbled streets of Theed, familiar and even different sights greeted him. Some vendors he recognized and others he did not. There was only one reason he ever returns to Naboo--to visit his mother. She was getting up...
Steam shot from the corroded pipes, whistling throughout the old factory. Boots splashed in the warm, run-off that coated the floor. As the young man reached the top of the stairs, he pushed a button, opening the sliding door in front of him. Sitting at a desk in front of him, his superior made...
Junk.
The whole world seemed strewn with it, as far as her grey eyes could see. She was told they looked unnatural, off somehow. That echoed the way she felt most of the time, excepting the small moments like those with Jido. His easy, quick way with words felt familiar to her, like a memory...
Art by Tefka
IT IS A PERIOD OF COLD WAR IN THE GALAXY.
A SERIES OF STRANGE MURDERS ON DENON HAVE ATTRACTED
THE ATTENTION OF THE BOUNTY HUNTER'S GUILD. DURING THE INVESTIGATION, KODA FETT
MANAGES TO UNCOVER A SECRET PLOT TO DISRUPT THE TUMULTOUS PEACE IN THE DISTRICTS.
FOLLOWING THE...
A Treatise on Power, History, and the power of history
Location: Korriban
Korriban was twisted.
Through the deepest valleys, arid plains and broken mountains, the Light had made its mark on the world after several years, and what Sith remnants that remained in hiding or occasionally visited...
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Yinchorr stands defiant with the Empire!
The TodHusars will protect our frontiers!
She was dying, the old wolf. Time had finally determined her last breath, and the moment of it would be upon her soon. White hair and crisp blue eyes seemed to be the only pure thing death had not yet tried to claim. Her flesh was wrinkled, marred with scars, and her breath rattled with every...
"Your focus determines your reality." — Qui-gon
Following a hectic campaign, heated debates, and a long voting process, the Galactic Alliance has elected its new CHANCELLOR in Auteme Denko-Durren, who has made grand promises to change the course of the war. With the return of command to the...
[The Long Walk of the Baramoðn]
They say that here, down by the banks of the River Ølv, you can see the shadows of the Fjördrunners upon the water's surface against the light of the full moon. They are a cagey, and mysterious lot, the River Wolves of Mistbrook. Once, long ago before the Fayth...