amani serys

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...