vjun

THE CALDERA CRISIS grips the crux of the northeastern hyperlanes. Vessels flee the latest surge of death, seeking dubious shelter closer to the Core. Vjun: a world of acid rain and old tragedy. An objectively miserable place at the best of times, but the only spot around to catch your breath...

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Putridity. Rot. Decay. Dark eyes, molten crimson swimming in a sea of black, looked down upon a world wreathed in pestilence. Acrid clouds concealed the revolting brown and yellow soil, oceans saturated with acidity, and once proud mountains whittled down to gnawed at outcroppings of...

It seemed like it was any other day on this dead world known as Vjun. Drauchir had been left to his own devices for a few days, while Ra was dealing with matters elsewhere. He had not inquired much, simply for the fact that her business was not his to pry into. That, and he was fairly certain he...

There had been some troubling news that reached the ears of Ra. She had been living on Vjun for several years now and had started to become known by the people there. The word passed onto her was pirates had been raiding some of the smaller towns and communities on the world. They wanted to know...

A bright streak appeared from the sky, hurtling toward the surface. Hailing frequencies of any kind were met with silence as the object dropped out of the air. The ship skimming across the rocky terrain of Vjun, before coming to rest at the base of the castle. Fire and smoke. Both filled...

A hop skip and short jump away from Mandalorian Empire territory, Vjun, for all intensive purposes was a lump of dead rock. But for some reason it was a planet of interest to the Sith Empire. She’d gleaned very little from the reports she’d managed to get hold of, logs of cargo ships hauling in...

Well this could have gone better. Currently Kara was in a shuttle hurtling towards the surface of Vjun after being shot down by what appeared to be kinetic flak weaponry (and not lasers) with a group of assorted people from who knows where, the craft had lost all engine power and is now hurtling...

The stormy planet of Vjun sat on the edge of Mandalorian space, which was as close to home as any place could be for me. The acid rain spattered on the shields of the ship as it glided towards the ground here. Countless hours had been spent researching this place and the people who operated it...

~Bast Castle~ "Vjun? Isn't that just a big dead rock?" "Okay it's a big, dead, important rock." -Kyle Katarn What was it about planets and acid rain? Perhaps it was the atmosphere of foreboding that called to the salvager -- that inhospitable wasteland of decay and death that reminded...