Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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Private The Cinnamon Rolls

"No... it's not going to work here. We need to go to a planet with an old battlefield. One where there are dead bodies still scattered from years past. Then, we will have our army."
 
Trilla opened her eyes. "Bones! Hear my voice! The Fanged God commands you!"

All was still, then the bones started to rattle and move.

"He will give you tendons and flesh and cover you with skin once again!"
 
Grey Jedi Padawan/Cinnamon Roll
Kuxirra watched, her eyes wide. "I've heard about the Fanged God from my parents. They said that he was also known as the Son, and in the Tano Tribe, Dorai. In all three, he's basically the Dark Side of the Force."
 
Grey Jedi Padawan/Cinnamon Roll
Kuxirra felt something awaken deep within her: as a descendant of Ahsoka Tano, part of the Daughter's spirit resided in her. It was that which awoke, filling her with more Light than she'd ever felt before. She gasped, and moments after the Light filled her, the spirit resumed its slumber
 

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