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Temporary refugee camp, Tython Evening found Inanna, utterly exhausted, finally heading back to the makeshift morgue. It was hours before she could tear herself away from working around the camp, and even then she felt vaguely guilty to be leaving. There was still more work to be done. But she...

Investigating missing goods felt like a decidedly old-fashioned notion to Amani; From a time when her duties were more aligned to that of a galactic peacekeeper. When she was a Jedi. Then again, maybe that’s just because it had been so long since that was the case. But as it turns out, Jedi was...

TEMPORARY REFUGEE CAMP, TYTHON EVENING AFTER THE ATTACK fa-play fa-pause Collateral- Gustavo Santaolalla There was a sorrow in the camp that couldn't be denied. Despair was seen on the faces of the refugees, who bore bundled clothes, downturned eyes, and slumped shoulders. When the Maw...

Stains of crimson washed away down the sink basin, as Amani tossed in the latest batch of used medical instruments. Force healing was a bit less messy, but some injuries required a more mundane touch. Especially as treatments and check-ups from Tython continued to roll in; If she used those...

Medical Center Tython had been something of a wake-up call. But even in the wake of such a climactic event, days continued to pass, the galaxy continued to spin onward. And though the battle remained deeply ingrained in Amani's memory, her more zealous, reactionary impulses had died down in...

“Again.” Amani was growing impatient with physical therapy. Tython had pushed her, very literally, to her absolute limit. Not even she was stubborn enough to deny that truth. But this was simply how things were now. She needed to push forward. Shatter those limits. Become something better...

Even in the aftermath of Tython, its consequences were far from over. A shuttle of evacuees had been pursued in their escape, leading to a crash, and survivors in need of rescue. Amani was already a highly empathetic person, but the cataclysmic assault on her homeworld had granted a deeper...

In spite of her efforts, the time came when Amani capitulated to overwhelming fatigue. Mind, body, and spirit had all been tested to their limits on the crucible of Tython. There was only so much to expend before consciousness gave way to a long, recuperative slumber. But eventually Amani shot...

Tahv, Kesh The glass city of Tahv was no stranger to tragedy. It had risen, only to fall, then rise again from its own ashes; A cycle that had spun on since the days of the Old Republic. Brynadul incursions were just part of a longstanding dynasty of misfortune to strike the Keshiri people...

Somewhere in the underworld of Coruscant... Claws skidded across the pavement. Four feet bounded across a puddle of dirty rainwater, splashing the sooty brick walls on either side of the alley. The air, thick with smog from a nearby factory, cast a cloudy film over the beast's vision. Through...