Articles by Briana Sal-Soren

fa-play fa-pause DIRECTLY FOLLOWING: Tying a Golden Knot Briana stared at her reflection, unblinking, unable to recognize the woman staring back at her through red-rimmed eyes, framed by deep shadows. Her once glowing olive skin had grown sickly and pale, as if a Nether Vortex had opened up...

In a tragic turn of events, a memorial event to remember the victims of the Cataclysm on Naboo turned into a weekend nightmare as the terrorist organization known as The New Way, released a deadly virus on the unsuspecting populace. The virus, which presents flu-like symptoms, has caused...

fa-play fa-pause 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...

Ee'everwest Estate, Naboo Eleven Years Before The Events of Benediction Briana squatted down on her haunches, handing her little sister a circuit board. “C’mon Bast, I know you can make it work.” Bastila, all of four and three quarters with her riotously chestnut curls and large, sea-green...

"All I have to survive anymore is this small foolish hope that one day I will look up at the sound of a warm, familiar voice, and it will be you." Brandyn, For hours now, I’ve been wracking my brain to try and figure out how to start this letter. It’s impossible to express adequately in any...

| Somewhere in Hyperspace, traveling with Valery Noble | Hey, sis, Hope you liked that anonymous box of spare parts that Bran and I sent you for name day, we thought you'd appreciate getting your hands on something new that's not readily available back home. You'll find that what we sent...