Articles by Kyyrk

fa-play fa-pause Voph was never one to stray from inevitability. His path had been irreversibly set millennia ago. That fateful day when he made a gamble to save his homeworld. A gamble that wouldn't pay off for thousands of years. But pay off it did. Time and again he would be haunted by...

fa-play fa-pause Kyyrk had gone out for a walk. A practice he undertook more and more often these days. A chance to get away from it all. To clear his head. The recent attack by rogue members of the Medjai order had left him...disturbed. Left him wondering if Darth Metus was truly the man he...

fa-play fa-pause N A B O O Voph stood atop one of the taller buildings of Theed, looking out across the crowds of protestors far below. Horace, as always, was perched on the man's shoulder. Things had been turbulent of late. Thyferra and Ra'Katha had moved swiftly and decisively, calling for...

News had reached Confederate High Command of something dire. Training exercises across the Confederacy had been brought to and abrupt halt as the Vylmiran Navy initiated emergency departure procedures. They were being summoned away to somewhere. Quickly. And quietly. Hours later, they understood...

Voph had to stoop down as he entered the small abode. The vote had come in, and Tiajoa Starian had been named the new Viceroy of Vylmira. As such, Vuul was stepping down, and preparing to leave Vylmira to join the other survivors. "I don't suppose I could convince you to stay, Vuul? Your insight...

Voph sat in his quarters aboard the Arcane Scion, lost in thought. His dress tunic having been shed for the armored robes that had seen him through countless wars and skirmishes. Cold. Restricting. Comforting. Voph reveled in the security that his second skin offered him, perceived or otherwise...

Voph stood silent on the observation deck of the Resolve. Tanaab had been costly. Limping back to allied space, the Resolve put in to port at the Locke and Key shipyards over Fenris long enough to install a new hyper-drive, then begin the journey home. Voph's injuries were on the mend, but the...

It was Life Day. Life Day proper. Voph never did bother to mark the day on his calendar. He was always busy. Sure, he remembered it well enough when Cortrin was a child. They so loved their life day presents, children... Voph smiled at the thought. It was always a big celebration. And one he...

Hi there. You're trying to get the thing, aren't you? You wanna get the Datacron on the Imperial Fleet, and you're realizing the same thing I did the other night. All the available guides kinda suck, and none of them are in a readable format. It's all videos and stuff. Kinda hard to flip back...

To the members of the Confederate Assembly of the Viceroyalty, Greetings. Some of you may have encountered me on my travels before. But there are many of you I have yet to meet. I wish to extend my thanks to your kind and benevolent nation for welcoming us to your fold with open arms in this...