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The train on Denon had been eye opening for all the wrong reasons. What should've been a normal trip turned into absolute chaos. The only saving grace was that there were at least allies she could count on then. Felix Faraday was one of them. Hopefully he was fine, but now that she was back home...
She'd known about it for a while. Chaldea's destruction. She'd come to the planet now and then to help where she could, but she never lingered. She hadn't been there when things went to their worst, and she hadn't been there when everything had gone down. Guilt, more or less, kept bringing her...
Underboss Murba Jiidak Anzani of the Crymorah Syndicate is looking for companions to partake in grand adventures destined for dangerous creatures on his homeworld of Chongalla, and perhaps beyond!
I want to further Murba's adventures and experience the untamed places of the galaxy together with...
Seven days. That was how long he'd sequestered himself in the jungle of New Cov. It was also how many days remained until Kragan Garr was to make his big debut at his new compound on Lok.
But neither of those things were on Gatz's mind.
For the last week, time had been insignificant to his...
"You're one of the new Sith here, aren't you?"
The calm voice echoed through the hall as Sofiel glanced towards the figure that had happened by. Her golden eyes practically shined with ghe dark corruption she freely controlled. There was no kindness in them, though. Just a cold curiosity, even...
"Have you heard of the term 'Muscle Head'?"
The nonchalant voice cut through the verbal threat. Sofiel stared up at the muscle bound Shorak, a calm, simple smile on her face. The kind that would never reach her eyes of course. Shor had been a leisure trip through former Maw space until this...
The girl walked the streets of Nar Shadda idly. To the outside observer, she was just muttering to herself, before finally letting out an exclaimation, once again, to herself. Within the dirty streets of the city, it was something to ignore.
But to the girl in question, it was everything...
Tag: Rann Thress
Wearing: xXx
Location: Castle Vureshakkairn
Lifetimes flickered like the sun in autumn leaves; they were beautiful to watch but all too brief. Through each of them, she had remained eternal; that was the only way to describe her. Since the moment the Nightsister had emerged...
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Location: Corellia, Dive Bar off the Spaceport
Equipment: Skinsuit, Rusty Green Jumpsuit, Jacket, Left Bracer, Plastoid Shingaurds, Mix and Match Harness
Weapons: Lossa's Lightsaber, Concealed Blaster, Nasty-Stabby
Tools: Fusioncutter
Ship: Skiptown with 'Skid'
Tags: Rik...
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Being hunted down by a bounty hunter with only wits and no high-end gear to help her catch you?
Hunting alongside said bounty hunter, who has questionable mental stability.
Meeting broken people (guess who) at a...
Location: Ryloth
Outfit: Casual
Equipment: Nightsister Energy Bow, Lightsaber
Companion: Grisial
Tag: Jax Thio
Jax had contacted her with a message from nowhere. It had been a long time since she had last heard from him or her mother and the message seemed weird and ominous. Dreidi wasn't sure...
She was uncomfortable.
Aliris stared around the medic tent, clutching at the blanket she'd been provided. She was covered in bandages, and her body was at least in better condition than what it was when she was beat up by that Sithspawn. The one she wanted to make hers, no less. How much did...
Well this was probably the biggest run for Neebray Lines to date. There were some fifteen ships in the convoy, including Peko-peko, Cloud Breaker, Mynock, and Dewback. Of course it couldn't all be simple though. This was a run from Coruscant to Epic, and of course plenty of folks wanted some...
Loovria. A planet that was so far out of the way that Aedric typically wouldn't even think of travelling to, if not for a single fact. Gladiator Pits. Perhaps there was easier and closer options for him, but Aedric wasn't one to plan that far ahead, and so he found someone willing to take him...
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The Empire of the Lost has several people interested in being what one calls "game masters", eg roleplaying opposition in the thread or helping to control its general flow and direction. The faction "owner" is open to this occurring, but would like to keep a running tally of people's preferred...
Wake sat with his legs crossed, night had fallen after hours of toil in the sand and damp darkness of the tunnels beneath the valley. His emerald eyes were closed, and only the slowest breath hinted that he was even still alive. His eye twitched once as the force washed over him again, the...
The planetary catalogue described this world as 'remote' and 'barren', painfully understating just how devoid of damn near anything it really was. Wake sat on a small rock in the middle of a sizeable campsite, his legs crossed padawan-style (as it was the only way he knew how to sit these days)...