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The People v. Lysander von Ascania - EpilogueI could read about Verity Stuyveris answering questions for the rest of my life, I think, and remain delighted the whole time
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News CORE EXAMINER FASHION ALERT: DEFYING GRAVITYI hope you have a legal team better than Lysander’s.- Corazona von Ascania
902 ABY:
The Sparks of Rebellion Have Ignited—Prakith Rises
Oppressed. Exploited. Forgotten. The miners of Prakith were left to suffer—until the Foundation gave them a reason to rise.
Now, they fight not just for survival, but for revolution.
For months, the Foundation has worked in the...
With a heavy heart, we acknowledge the passing of Queen Kha'la Daaray of the Hapes Consortium. Despite recent controversies, she was a beloved and deeply respected leader, revered by her people and well known to the Kingdom of Devit. We mourn alongside the Hapan people in this time of loss. Our...
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The compound that she found herself in was different than most others. It...seemed more proper for civilian rather than military, yet she had been called her all the same. Alana Calloway stood near one of the massive...
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The air in the Imperial compound was cold, metallic, and sterile—just the way it was meant to be. Alana Calloway stood at attention, her red eyes fixed forward, her posture rigid with the discipline drilled into her very bones. A...
For years, a merciless, cruel Scourge has swept across Tygara and Arkas, bringing poverty, misery and suffering wherever it goes. This Scourge has a name, Firemane. Firemane has denied us our most elemental rights. they can use us as cannon fodder and pillage the wealth of our country. Firemane...
Account: Alana Calloway
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??-?-901 ABY
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I am a loyal servant of the Sith Order. This is what I’ve been told, and this is what I believe. My training is complete, my skills honed to...
The air in the Crucible of Order hung thick with the scent of ozone and burnt metal. Zara, Archon of Light, barely registered it. Her senses were consumed by the rhythmic clash of twin lightsabers against durasteel, the hiss and crackle of deflecting blaster fire. Her breath hitched, a ragged...
Entry #002:
Datapad Log Initiated
The Force feels…muddy. Like trying to see through a transparisteel viewport covered in grime. It used to be so clear, so vibrant. Now, it's just a constant, dull thrum of anxiety. I can feel my father, you know? Not literally, but…his influence. It's like a...
I have been reborn.
But I am always reborn, such is the nature of my existence. I am a creature of vats and tubes, the science and magic of fleshcrafting. A creature that is made and never could've been born.
But something has changed this time, under normal circumstances my reforging is...
What are the Sith?
The Shadow of the Jedi?
The True Power in the Galaxy?
In truth, they are a promise.
Darth Nefaron had long pondered on the destiny of the Sith. Yet every wasted night within his archives brought him no closer to an answer. The Ancient Sith had a simple goal, revenge for...
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Commander's Log - Kainite Dungeon-Ship "Shackles of Ambition" circa 889 ABY
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As the years dredge on, I am given great time to contemplate the Galaxy and my place within it.
Our life here is a simple, monotonous one. We...
Serina Calis stood alone in the heart of her obsidian sanctum, her pale fingers resting lightly on the edge of the great war table before her. The blackness of the chamber consumed all light, save for the faint violet glow of the data terminals embedded within the polished stone, casting...
On this third day of Florentis we mourn the loss of King Alaric Valoren and Queen Amara Valoren in the tragedy that struck the Kingdom on the Night of Betrayal. They will forever be remembered as benevolent leaders who loved the people of the Kingdom and, indeed, the people of the entirety of...
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Commander's Log - Kainite Dungeon-Ship "Shackles of Ambition" circa 887 ABY
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I am Lirka Ka.
I am Lirka Ka.
I am Lirka Ka.
It is a mantra that has become unfortunately common as we continue our crusade. My mind fogs...
I write these notes for myself. Keeping them seperate from my research at the lab. Right now I feel so stagnant, or perhaps more or less in a bit of a stalemate. I have accomplished much thus far. I have secured New Cov's neutrality and safety, thereby protecting the Covie and our biomolecules...
This story follows the thread: The Hapan Crisis
Descrption: On the vibrant world of Artesia, a new generation refuses to stay silent. Fueled by the raw urgency of injustice unfolding across the galaxy, thousands take to the streets—not just against one government, but against a system that has...
Entry 3 - On Purity
Darth Imperius' concept of purity is a complex and deeply ingrained aspect of his philosophy, one that transcends simplistic notions of bloodline or tradition. At its core, purity is not about lineage or inherited power, nor is it about the superficial bonds of family or...
The stories above cover only events we've launched or participated in during the month of January. With a fun addition of some personal stories that were submitted by individual writers who wanted to showcase something they've worked on!
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The Holonet crackled to life—static-laced, glitching, the battered face of a grizzled Jedi Master staring down the feed. Blood streaked his temple, a fresh bruise blooming across his jaw. Behind him, Kashyyyk burned—jungle canopies ablaze, smoke curling into a bruised sky. The distant...