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Major Faction Quorum Magazine Issue No. 01: Magistrate Corvalis Warns of "Denon Dependency"Reminds me of the essays I used to write as Professor Nimdok, compiling threads and various...- Gram Arranda
SECTOR: Tython
PLANET: Tython
TIME: Two weeks before Shihon and Oyokal.
Alright, I’ll see you soon. I have to make the dropoff.
Chrysa and Caltin exchanged loving words before saying their goodbyes for the moment, until they could meet again on Alderaan. He had a drop-off to make. It was...
The Primarch, Azarak Drek'ma
870ABY
Kardun - Heart of the Warmind
The last meeting of Tathra Khaeus and Azarak Drek'ma:
Deep within the sphere of the Warmind, a gunmetal malabast platform surrounded by railings extends out from pillars, diagnostic terminals. A research hub composed of...
In the holy Imperium, the Sith are the sun all life orbits around. Every schoolchild is taught that we are the purest incarnation of mankind; the only ones to retain the divine spark that elevated the overman before humanity succumbed to the original sin of miscegenation. We are the heirs of the...
In late 866ABY, the immensity of the Bryn'adul continues to grow. Their unrelenting genocidal march claiming, uncountable trillions as a sixth of the Galactic map falls, hazed and violated under their influence. Their numbers, blacking out the sun of dozens of nearby systems as their ambitious...
The Artifact
Prologue:
One year after the death of The Feral King
Twenty years before The Summerlight Gathering
There is no emotion, there is peace. There is no emotion, there is peace. There is no emotion...
She said the words over and over in her mind. Normally they would give her some...
Minutes after the Death of Alina Tremiru ...
Exarch Salneva Limont, followed closely by four Legionnaires, stepped past the broken doors of the cathedral with an anxious and fearful expression adorning her face. The sounds of battle and chaos had finally stopped and the cultists were quick to...
Naboo
Outskirts of Theed
Days prior to the Annihilation of Exegol
The long stretch of recuperation, recovery of her skills, acclimation to the idea of the era she now found herself in had come to a close. Within that time, and after, she had done all she could to assist those that had welcomed...
THE AVATARS AWAIT THE APOCALYPSE!
THE GREAT JOURNEY IS AT AN END!
THE FOUR HORSEMEN UNLEASHED!
WAR, DEATH, REBIRTH!
Credit: Annasari
“Ladies, gentlemen, and beings of all kinds, the Chancellor of the Galactic Alliance.”
The shot opened on Auteme sitting in a tall-backed chair at a white desk. Behind her, a window looked out at the swirling blue-white of hyperspace, though distorted to avoid any hyperspace sickness...
<"Aye, that hurts!">
One of the Highlanders in the ship winced from the pain. A direct hit to the back that was not fatal, but most definitely hurt. Standing at her side of the transport, bloodied and tired, Aoki Mira watched in silence. Her face was resting and dull.
<"No worry, we'll have...
Exegol. The entire planet is a graveyard of corpses. Some of them, familiar. Our brethren, snatched in the night, taken back to the Sith motherland to be exposed to horrors yet uncharted. The citizens we were sworn to protect. It’s greater than fighting another war, greater than even securing...
ENTERPRISE DAY
876 ABY
Our hearts go out to our fellow Denonites on this year's Enterprise Day. For the second time in a row, we face the day amid tragedy and tear-stricken faces of those whose lives have been shaken by recent events, most notably those in District 7.
Last week's startling...
THE FINAL WRATH IS UPON US!
Credit: Annasari
Maw's Wrath vol. 1: Wrath of the Maw Unleashed!
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Takes Place Before: Duracrete Jungle
Briana fiddled with the cyndrilic hilt on her belt, dressed in an all-weather suborbital jumpsuit and drinking caf, contemplating what she might say in her holocall back home as the journey to Metellos pulled into its final stretch...
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