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The start of this Carnea, a festival in which the clans would celebrate the coming of the Law of Manda’lor. 30 days, and nights of feasting, drinking, and knocking boots, would commence. The mandalorian Clan of Priest was hosting such an event. It mattered not where people were on the surface of...

Ship: The Red Night Weapons: Blaster Pistol Tag: Brandyn Sal-Soren Grief was a funny thing. His uncle had been dead for over a month. Murdered, and that was Gatz's own fault. He thought he'd cried that out weeks ago; thought the sharp pain had turned to a dull ache. He hadn't even liked the...

"What do you think they got the cheese from?" He asked the man sitting next to him as he tossed a chunk in his mouth. Whatever beast it had come from by the gods was it strong, his eyes watered at the corners and he ate another bite of cheese and two slices of cured meat whose origin was also a...

"What kind of establishment is this? That's a good question." Doyle continued to wipe the counter with a tea towel, as though he was some barkeep in a tavern. However it was no tavern that he was in. Doyle was in the Sphaera Tea Shoppe on Altiria. And for the moment he was alone. Practicing...

The Bastion; Space This was a rare day. Another long job, another travel into the unknown parts of the galaxy to earn some credits. It kept everyone busy and focused, but they needed to take a break now and then. So in the common room of their home, The Bastion, Kahlil sat sprawled out on the...

Abregado-Rae, it was a lawless world, one fit for smugglers and less savory folk, and situated in the core. It was a rather perfect place for things to happen and then disappear from official records, a fact that Venandi wanted to use to his advantage. It wasn't too long ago that he had been...

Every businessman had an act of celebration upon cinching a business deal. Some would go home to their families and prepare a feast, others would use the sponsored cash to gamble, while Anton fit a large majority in relaxing with a drink. However the list became more minor as he also would...

Theme Whiskey soaked memories lingered in the swirl of the shot glass - too many for tired eyes to count. Marvik followed the melting ice as it circuited the vortex he'd spun into existence with twirls of his wrist. Somewhere along the long line of neats on the rocks, he had given up on...

The Fleetwood was in need of resupply and Kal'Shebbol's Klöcksenburgh Station was the closet one in sight. Fiolette had already beamed a meeting request to [member="Jorus Merrill"]. Turns out as she went through the myraid of equipment and ships that she had built for the First Order. One...

A day came when Ailuros was given what could colloquially be called shore leave and she wasn't about to miss the chance to get out. Taking her ship out, she took off to a nearby planet in the Silver territory and brought it in for landing. Wondering through the streets, the color, smell and...

Crunch. Crunch. Crunch. Diz awkwardly stared at the wooden table they'd procured at their faithful brute, Allan. "By-the-force, you fat bastard! Watch your fingers or you'll eat them too!" Allan stared back as he finished off the cut-and-cooked starch he'd ordered. "Fuck you, Diz. I do to...

Downtown Coruscant, Club District Sage Annel was going away. Coruscant had been her home for all of her life, but the time had come for her to move on. That didn't mean the young near-human was going to go quietly across the galaxy to Dosuun. As far as the young woman could tell, joining the...

There were two things that Alen Na'Varro was known for these days. Fighting people and throwing amazing parties at his volcanic manor/lair in the heart of Sullust. Tonight he'd be doing the latter, and for the benefit of the entire galaxy. Or at least those who were on the list or could afford...

James walked into the pub wearing his normal, sightly dingy and worn flight and fight outfit. He bellied up to the bar and ordered a Reactor Core, his favorite drink and the one of the strongest on the menu. Leaning on the bar, relaxed and in a cheerful, charismatic mood, the pilot took a sip...

Coruscant Dreg's Cantina 12:53 AM Bored, purposeless and without direction. Just how he liked it, or so he'd convinced himself. There wasn't much out of life that Varus had learned to appreciate, but it was the little things like women and alcohol that had gotten him by so long. Those were the...

How I met your Master Episode One Coruscant - Saturday 11:23 PM On any given Saturday you would find an interesting and lively crowd crowd at MacVader's pub, but not always was it filled with the charismatic group of youngsters that had made the bar what it was. That's why, on a good night...

His life was a simple one by most standards. Take the time to study it and you'd find that Maddock was no different than your average twenty-eight year old male. There were differences about him, of course, such as the fact that he was half-Shi'ido and a Sith, but in reality he was a man who...

Naboo Moonlight District 1:48AM I'm at the edge of the world... Where do I go from here? Do I just disappear? Edge of the world. Do I sink or swim? Or simply disappear? The night might have been more beautiful had Varus not decided to practically drown himself in whiskey and just about any...

Corellia Black Moon Nightclub Out of all the Nightclubs he could have found himself in he'd picked the Black Moon Nightclub, which was really more of a bar than anything. Yes, there was music playing, thumping at the back of his head and playing at his nerves a bit, but all in all it was one of...

Corellia Three Smugglers Bar There wasn't much about Corellia that Christian liked, but the last time he was there he'd met an apprentice of his that he hadn't spoken to in quite some time. There was a good chance that if he was going to see him, he'd be there, but he knew better than that...