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[member=Tallara] Location: Kinyen - Spaceport Wearing: Obsidian-type Strike Armour underneath Leather Travelling Clothes After the reported tragedies on Kinyen, Felurian was surprised the planet still looked remotely passible as a civilisation. The write up for the last mission the...

[member=Beric Layne] Location: Frosthall - Vandor Wearing: Obsidian-type Strike Armour As the ship scurried across the frozen wasteland, Felurian found herself sighing deeply and watching the curls of visible breath fog up the inside of the viewport. The young Mistress was wrapped head to...

Juguanda's Moon, a word of devoid zealots and Sith wannabes. How we ended up here is a matter of much conjuncture and a chain of events that for what it is worth was out of anyone aboard The Private Dancers control. Raymond sit looking at the command console of the Dancer rubbing his temples and...

A FEW THOUSAND KILOMETERS OUTSIDE OUTER ORBIT VK-7183, Local Time 1050 It'd been a profitable couple of weeks. That CIS salvage job had provided Anna with a comfy little buffer, and while a normal scavenger would have just taken that as a free ticket for a quick vacation, Anna fully realized...

Location: D'Qar It was a rumor. That's how it always started though, right? Someone sees something, someone tells someone else, and the next thing you know it's half the galaxy knows. Lucky for her, no one seemed to really care about this particular whisper. But she had a feeling, had a...

The lambda class shuttle cruised through the atmosphere, an actual transponder that had permission to head for a range of land well outside the cities of Manda'yaim pinging with their location. The flight had been relatively quiet and somber. A visit to a vod in an ancient stronghold. The man...

Oricon, Ruins of Darth Vitus's Compound A place of darkness and flame, rivers of molten lava flowing around and through what had once been a stronghold of power for an ancient Sith. It was here in the fires and stone that [member="Lorale Farmar"] and [member="Mlow Eman'outther"] would be drawn...

It had been long since Kadra greeted the public light outside of battle, long since she had seen a battle as well come to think of it. In recent years Vaul'Kadrathasa had spent little time outside of solitude, festering wounds healing slowly and broken wings mending over time. Only by chance had...

Aboard Darth Roth's ship Edge of Sith Space In space, the days seemed to drag on forever. Especially when he was stuck on his father's ship for weeks at a time. Darth Roth did not mind it, obviously. He had lived on the outskirts since the One Sith collapsed. Carter was different, however. He...

There really were no words for how she was feeling. Only silent tears escaped Kyra, the padawan shaking as she swung around a wooden sword in sloppy arcs. Her arms burned at the effort, the heavier weight of the sword demanding more muscles than her soft frame had. A noise of frustrated pain...

It really was just suppose to be a normal assignment. Go to Loka. Sniff out for information about a possible transport ship of Mandalorian. Return home with said information. Easy peasy, right? Famous last words. Kyra sat alone at a bar, trying to hold back a nervous tick as she waiting for...

Certain friends of hers would simply have bunched a course into the navigation computer and engaged the hyperdrive - and then mysteriously emerged unharmed at the desired destination. Not Amilthi. She had compared multiple star charts, plotted courses running the calculations twice for each of...

Bastion. It seemed ages since Tsisaar had last set foot on the planet's surface; after procuring the Ebion, nearly all his time had been spent onboard the vessel. With the degradation of his body, he was also forced to spend more and more time treating himself than he could actually doing...

Bentil wandered around the halls of the SJO HQ on Kashyyyk, he was looking around at everything in amazement, this was so different from the Chiss buildings, and so much stuff, he passed rooms where people were meditating, training and simply talking. He ended up in the library and looked...

[member="Kay Larr"] So much had come to pass, the times they were ever changing and threatening to leave all who did not follow it behind. Governments rose and fell, leaving people stranded and with nothing but broken hope. Rulers were dramatized and dethroned, crying about lost crowns and...

[ THIS THREAD HAS BEEN REBOOTED -- NEW THREAD HERE ] C O R U S C A N T Galactic City, New Essonia District GalaTran Railcrawler Station, Platform 45D The Core Worlds Despite everything that had changed, they were still praised in the media for their historic significance and romanticized...

POV: Thiavi Wren Krownest 0300 hours It had been nearly 12 years since she had last visited krownest, the ancestral home of clan wren. With the red coronation at hand during that time, clan wren and house vizsla had abandoned their homeworld and scattered to the far reaches of the galaxy...

Breath Kat, breath! Kat muttered to herself, she knew that Lifeday celebration was coming up and it had been disappointing to not go with someone last time, though she wasn't sure if she even wanted to go this year since she wasn't feeling particularly festive yet. Perhaps it was because she...

Denon was a heavily populated, ecumenopolis world with a robust economy that was growing faster every day. Anastacia herself had found herself employed by one of the many labs ran on the planet. A Xenobiologist at heart, and recently out of school, it was a perfect opportunity. A good job in the...

Ashla's Rest was still a small settlement. Only a few hundred individuals had come to Tython for the colonization. A program had been set in place for several thousand more Essonians to make their way to the holy world, but for now it was better left mostly untouched. She was a particularly...