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Articles by Lorn Reingard
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United in Sacrifice | RNR & CIS
RNR: The Royal Naboo Republic offers a diverse array of roles for those seeking to contribute to a brighter future in the Star Wars galaxy. Whether you yearn for the thrill of defending the Republic, the challenge of galactic politics, or the pursuit of enlightenment through the Force, Naboo...
Major Faction
Order of Shiraya | Royal Naboo Republic
The Royal Naboo Republic offers a diverse array of roles for those seeking to contribute to a brighter future in the Star Wars galaxy. Whether you yearn for the thrill of defending the Republic, the challenge of galactic politics, or the pursuit of enlightenment through the Force, Naboo welcomes...
Lorn Reingard sat on the edge of his bed like gravity had suddenly remembered it owed him interest. His hands trembled, blood still caked beneath the nails. Not his, mostly. He hadn't even changed yet.
The Naboo night outside his quarters was quiet, mockingly so. The soft coo of a bird in the...
Inside the Mind of Lorn
The dream doesn't bother pretending tonight. No illusion of peace. No sweet, rotting garden blooming from memory. Just a fractured world around Isla, cracked like glass held together by sheer will and the ragged edge of the Force.
She's standing when he arrives -...
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Everything, for Naboo
The Royal Naboo Republic offers a diverse array of roles for those seeking to contribute to a brighter future in the Star Wars galaxy. Whether you yearn for the thrill of defending the Republic, the challenge of galactic politics, or the pursuit of enlightenment through the Force, Naboo welcomes...
Immediately following: The Midas Touch
Inside the mind of Lorn
"Who was the woman at the tournament?"
No preamble again. Just the question, sharp and strange in the way only Isla can make it. He swallows the instinct to ask how much she saw, because of course she saw everything.
"Ala...
Major Faction
The Royal Naboo Republic
The Royal Naboo Republic offers a diverse array of roles for those seeking to contribute to a brighter future in the Star Wars galaxy. Whether you yearn for the thrill of defending the Republic, the challenge of galactic politics, or the pursuit of enlightenment through the Force, Naboo welcomes...
Inside the mind of Lorn
The dream begins like it always does, too quiet, too perfect, like memory with the edges smudged. Mirater's ruins stretch around him, the world stuck between blooming and decay. The air bends, fragrant with blossoms that haven't existed in decades. It's the kind of...
Inside the mind of Lorn
The world bends like heat across glass. He knows this place isn't real, but it's familiar. Warm light glances across crumbling stone arches and drifting petals, a dream-born ruin of Mirater stitched from memory and regret. The stars overhead pulse like heartbeats, too...
The dim light of Lorn's office felt heavy, mirroring the weight on his shoulders. He stared at the data pad in front of him, the after-action report finished, but the mission itself was still raw in his mind. He rubbed his tired eyes, but the exhaustion clung to him.
His body ached. The...
Fate
(Following the events of Dawn of the Plasma Wars)
Lorn lay sprawled across the bed, the coarse sheets clinging to his sweat-drenched skin. The room at Shiraya's Rest was modest, sparsely furnished, stone walls and a single window through which the faint light of day pressed in. That...
Ghosts
The clang of metal on metal, the guttural grunts of effort, it's all a discordant symphony that grates on Lorn's nerves. He grips the hot, stone railing of Shiraya's Rest, knuckles white. Below, his Vanguards are at it again, a swirling maelstrom of controlled violence. Vibro blades...
Silence
(Immediately following the Hapan Wedding)
The durasteel of the transport rattled around Lorn, a constant, jarring reminder of the flight he was enduring - a necessary evil to get him back to Naboo. He gripped the armrests, knuckles white, fighting the churning in his stomach. He hated...
A Childs Plea
The chill of the Naboo night clung to Lorn's skin, a stark contrast to the sweat that plastered his tunic to his back. He'd jolted awake, heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs, a night terror clinging to him like a shroud. He swung his legs over the edge of the bed...
The Weight of Dawn
(Aftermath of Shadows of the Vanguard)
Lorn trudged into Shiraya's Rest as the first rays of the sun painted the sky in hues of purple and gold. He was a silhouette against the awakening world, his armor dented and grime-streaked, mirroring the state of his soul. The night...
Stargazing
The Naboo sun dipped below the horizon, painting the plains in hues of orange and purple. Lorn watched as the younglings of Shiraya's Order buzzed around the campsite, their tiny forms a whirlwind of excited energy. He had volunteered to guide them, feeling a deep responsibility to...
Forged in Ice and Fire
Lorn knelt in the training pit of Shiraya's Rest, his brothers and sisters in arms a silent, watchful circle around him. The air, thick with the scent of earth and sweat, pulsed with anticipation. Today was the day, the culmination of countless hours of grueling...
Home
The polished brass of the door knocker felt cold against Lorn's knuckles. He stared at the intricate carvings, each swirl and line a faint echo of the life that had unfolded behind this very door. The scent of roasted poultry and vegetables, a smell so distinctly Naboo and so...
The Crystal Echoes
Lorn stood at the threshold of a great cavern, the dim glow of the holo map in his hands illuminating the intricate maze of tunnels stretching before him. Maps had always felt like practical blueprints, but here, in the cave's stillness, they transformed into a living...
Reflections in the Swamp
The soft sound of the rain outside matched the rhythm of Lorn's memories, each drop a gentle reminder of his past. Around him, the hut was a sanctuary carved from the lush embrace of the Naboo swamps. Tall reeds swayed against wooden walls that had been treated with...