cato harth

As luck would have it, Serena decided to debut her first laugh on the day they reached Bonadan. Inanna considered it a good omen. By the time they reached the Harths’ front door, however, she felt her confidence beginning to fray. While Inanna had the least at stake here, she still felt...

In the days after their scuffle with the Vandolaes, Cato had been working overtime to keep himself. The reminders Moloch had forced back into the forefront of his mind had done a number on the young knight; And though he still maintained his typical wisecracking facade, in the moments where it...

It was already late when she arrived on Nar Shaddaa. By the time she reached Cato’s apartment, only the most harrowing creatures of the night were still prowling around outside their homes. She was able to unlock the door with a spare key, entering as quietly as she could and locking it behind...

"Heyyy, Inanna, it's Cato. Cato Harth? Yeah, I- eugh, stupid." "What's up, it's- Nope." "Well, what if it's not…? Excuse me, is there a Ms. Inanna… Aw shit. I don't think I ever learned her last name! It's not Hoole, is it?" "..." "...Hi, it's me, Cato. Y'know, the guy who dresses up in a...

Refugee Sector, Nar Shaddaa Less than an hour ago, Inanna had gazed out at a skyline studded with starscrapers as tall and shiny as Coruscant's. Now she couldn't remember what the upper levels of the ecumenopolis even looked like, the descent into urban decay had been so rapid and...