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Location: Kestri, public boxing gym Outfit: loose gym vest and shorts Tag: Celt Saxon Rhys launched a fist straight into the face of his opponent sending them flying out of the ring. The ref called the fight and there was a chorus of cheers for the Zeltron. His pheromones could help disarm...

OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION Intent: I'm making this character to be the founder of my faction the crimson knights and also the strongest crimson knight Image Credit: no image Role: founder of the crimson knights Permissions: N/A Links: N/A PHYSICAL INFORMATION Age: 148 Force Sensitivity...

On her next stop for her tour of the outer-rim, Saffron had found herself in one of the better of the outer planets - Kabal. The docks were well-maintained and the city of Shoribus hosted more than enough actually comfortable places to sleep for a night. It was nice to have something other than...

Looking For A Match Location:Kestri Equipment:Equipment In Bio Tag: Hilal Vizsla Sasha Kryze Garrus Garon Song: In one of Kestri’s many gyms a lone twi’lek is exercising. Near her sit’s a bag with sparring gloves and other equipment for sparring. The lone twi’lek is extraordinarily tall for...

Tamiko Sabo The mandalorian's helmet was kept close to him as he sat at the bar. Not his preferred choice all the time, knowing the locations of everything was important especially for someone who makes enemies. But they had a mirror behind the bar, meaning it actually provided him an even...

Music It wasn't often that Julius went out to eat. But every once in a while the Green Jedi had a hankering for something other than the same three bachelor meals in his freezer. And lets be honest, even the most hermit-like stages of Julius' life still put him as an extrovert with quite a...

Terminus Utopia The transport shuttle had only come here to pick up a few last-minute passengers. Dock. Pick up. Disembark. Sounded simple, right? Apparently not. It had taken approximately five minutes for the transport to get embroiled in what was evidently an extortion racket. Dubious...

"What in blazes happened to you?" The barman in the hole-in-the-wall pub in Cloud City's lower wards was polishing a glass with what at least appeared to be a clean rag. That was more than one could expect at a lot of hole-in-the-wall pubs, in the city and elsewhere. He set the glass down and...