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Dominique Vexx
En Route to LightSpire
Cassian Abrantes stood with his hands loosely clasped behind his back, the posture of a man who had learned to look composed even when something genuinely stole his breath away. Through the forward viewport of the transport, Lightspire Station swelled from...
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Naboo
Porte Homestead
Lorn Reingard Ala Quin Briana Sal-Soren
The Naboo plains rolled out in a wide, sunlit hush, soft grass bending in the breeze, distant trees standing like quiet...
Open to Jedi of the Republic. Choose One setting that makes your character most uncomfortable
Makko Vyres did not begin the lesson in a training hall.
In two different locations, he delivered the same speech to two different groups of padawans. They looked prepared for drills, for lectures on...
A HIGH REPUBLIC SETTING
Lost planets to be found. Mysteries to unlock. Foes, new and old, to encounter. An overarching story that can also be approached episodically. Characters can drop in and out of the setting, or be fixed to the story line and use it as a unique setting for character...
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The Lightspire’s observation platform basked in its usual, impossible calm. The hum of distant engines, and the starlight bending across the void gave the place a spectacle that was all its own. Brandyn stood with his hands folded neatly behind his back, posture immaculate...
Naboo
Theed Market
Iandre Athlea
Jedi Knight Aiden Porte moved through the sun-washed avenues of Theed with the quiet, measured purpose of someone who had spent the last several days thinking far more than he had slept. Naboo's capital was serene as ever, fountains singing, banners stirring in...
Makeb-Talaos City
Evening Time
Cassian felt the danger a half-second before it manifested, just enough time for instinct, discipline, and fury to tighten into a single sharpened thread.
The first bolt seared past his cheek as he pivoted, cloak snapping behind him. In the dark alleyway, four...