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OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION
Intent: To create more content for Aiden Porte and to use for personal stories.
Image Credit: ChatGPT
Canon: N/A
Permissions: N/A
Links: Aiden Porte Alina Grayson @Lira Porte(NPC) Addison Porte Kahne Porte Alexandra Porte / This
SETTING INFORMATION
Structure Name...
Naboo
Porte Homestead
Indirect: Addison Porte Alina Grayson
Morning came early for Aiden most mornings, and he wasn't complaining about it. It was for good reasons the majority of the time. It usually had to do with the smallest knock on his and Alina's door. Then Lira's sweet voice could be...
Post Sword Returns & Blog
Alina Grayson
Aiden hadn't slept well since returning from the call Lorn Reingard had made. What seemed even more ridiculous was that the events that had unfolded during it disturbed him more than the darkness within him ever had. What transpired after he left was...
Korriban
Direct: Aiden Porte
Indirect: Alina Grayson (Just FYI)
Korriban waited beneath a sky the color of old bruises.
The world was barren in a way that felt deliberate, as though life itself had recoiled from it ages ago and never found the courage to return. Red sand stretched in wind...
Alina Grayson
The homestead woke slowly, as if Naboo itself preferred to ease into morning rather than arrive all at once. Aiden Porte had been awake well before any of that, moving through the training yard while the air was still cool enough to sting his lungs.
His lightsaber remained unlit...
Alina Grayson
Morning light rolled gently across the plains of Naboo, turning the tall grasses around the homestead into a soft sea of gold and green. The air carried the quiet comfort of home. Warm earth, distant birdsong, and the faint sweetness of baked goods still cooling on the counter...
Porte Homestead
Alina Grayson
Aiden sat in the old chair on the porch as the day bled slowly into amber.
The plains of Naboo stretched outward in quiet, rolling patience, grass brushed gold by the lowering sun, wind moving through it in soft, endless waves. The homestead behind him held the...