Articles by Elpsis Kerrigan

((Continuation of the story started here and continued here, here, here, here, here and here)) I awake with a start. How long was I out? I cannot tell. My head hurts. My body's feels like some weak, frail thing. I'm not among the ruins, the bodies, the fires and the blood anymore. Instead the...

((Continuation of the story started here and continued here, here, here, here and here)) I'm racing at top speed. Mother hasn't replied to any of my messages. Am I too late? Smoke's in the air. The vibes aren't great. I feel the violence, the rage and the suffering. They grow more potent the...

((Continuation of the story started here and continued here and here)) I love Dahomey. It's developed, but I can go places without seeing a McYoda's or a supermarket at every corner. The air is fresh, and wildlife is abundant. The people are honest and brave. Sure, many have away from the...

Packed. That is one word to describe the Arx. Another is huge. Also bright, or so I'm told. If there's one advantage to already being blind on the Arx, it's the fact that all the bright neon lights cannot take my sight away. Rhea and I step out of the train and into the commerce area. I can...

All things considered, the OOF – Order of Fire – is kind of a hodgepodge. All sorts of different people from various walks of life wearing Firemane uniform. Grey Jedi, Vash rangers, Xio healers, Qadiri knights, Dark Jedi – somehow it works. Maybe it’s because we don’t philosophise ourselves...

“The dark side led only to death and destruction. It was a cancer inside our family. Our father was a brute consumed by it. Mother killed him for power. We murdered his bastards. I broke with the paradigm that forced our family…“ Now I hear Nyssa. ‘“Preaching weakness, as usual. We did what was...

I am apparently all official now. So I’ve got an office. Takes getting used to. Paperwork is awkward when you can only read things in braille, but your bosses can’t. I prefer working in the field. Drilling, supervising, plain doing things. Still it has to be done. This also means meetings. Over...

Of all places, Sio's office is not one I want to be in. But I have to. She's the one who pulls the strings. Tegs can promise me this or that, but Sio can always take it away. "Elpsis, I'm pleased to see you recovered from your ordeal." "Yeah, thanks." "Sit down, daughter." I'd prefer not to just...

On first sight Arkas is like a paradise. Clear sky, clean blue seas, white sandy beaches, beautiful islands. The population is small enough to keep civilisation from devouring nature. You gotta watch out for the storms, but still. It's the perfect place to find some peace. Appearances can be...

Time flies, or so they say. I'll be returning to duty soon. Colonel - or rather Brigadier - Varkathras will be 'evaluating' me. I hate the word. I hate waiting. At least it's not Mother doing it. Work allows me to focus. Work allows me to forget. If I look back, I am lost. The sun has not risen...

I suppose I am sounding like a broken record, but I hate needing a cane to walk. The annoying tap, tap every time it touches the floor. The feeling of being dependent, of not being whole. I plain hate it. It cannot be helped. I will overcome. There is no try. Two months have passed since...

I'll admit, I'm not good with sums. Maths was never one of my strong points. But I'm quite certain that all the food being served at the banquet could feed a ton of starving people. I reckon there will be many leftovers. Hopefully they won't go to waste. I'm not holding my breath with a crowd...

((Thanks to @Six-O for suggesting the idea and helping with this a lot.)) I have not been able to see the normal way ever since that reactor went nova on Omega. I do not see faces or facial expressions anymore. Instead, I see auras and shapes. Things like machines are hard to perceive. I can see...

I cannot read her expression. But I'm quite certain it's a glare. Her aura certainly reminds me of a glacier. Still, I press on. No time to get wobbly, as Mother is fond of saying for some reason. "Look, Mother. You don't like me, I get it. Truth be told, I don't like you much be either. But...

I could have delegated this. When she ordered me to pass the sentence, Mother did not specifiy that I actually had to do it myself. Most of the time she leaves it to firing squads and hangmen. The comparison is probably kinda unfair because if she handled every single execution herself, she...

((Written in response to this, as Coryth Elaris was Elpsis' IC mother)). She's gone. I don't know how she died. Or where. All I know is...mum's dead. Coryth is gone. We barely know each other. After how much she'd suffered at the hands of the bastard who'd infected her with poison, she could not...

((OOC: Set shortly after Elpsis' duel with Matsu Xiangu in the Gree invasion.)) I hate hospitals. Maybe it's because I spend a lot of time in them. Mum jokes about me following in Mother's footsteps a bit too well. Well...I just lost an arm, so maybe there's merit to that. On the bright side, I...

((This entry is set shortly after the events of Into Darkness)) It is over. The Grand Inquisitor is dead. All that's left of him is ash and a skeleton. I've kept his skull. It shall remind of a time when I was...weak. Suffering. Naive. Someone else's puppet. Never again. Serene Springs is no...

All things considered, Diona's cell is not too bad. There's light in it. It is clean. No loudspeakers droning out non-stop propaganda. There are no rats waiting to gnaw at her. Unlike the filthy cell the Inquisition put me in. The one she put me in. Bile rises in my stomach. I try to suppress it...

We have left Tephrike behind us. Its orb grows more and more distant. In terms of space, at least. The scars remain. They are etched inside my flesh. I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to leave this planet behind me. Maybe one day I shall return. To set things right? With blood and fire. Or to...