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These two, Ral and Caedryn, were probably the reason why Cavalas had finally found his place among the Chosen. They both had the skill to back up their brazen talks, and that wasn't something you saw very often, in fact, these guys were much better than their tales could reveal. Within moments...

Upon first contact the Rodian fighters pulled off their initial targets as predicted. They hadn't signed up for a suicide mission and with two fighters blowing up before their radar actually caught wind of additional enemy crafts, there was little left for them to do besides falling back into...

"Oh Banth-" Cavalas was interupted by the violent blinking of red lights that suddenly decorated his cockpit, "kessing frog-eyes incoming." Engaging his shields, Cavalas pushed his interceptor to an even higher speed and pressed it dangerously close to the treetops he only narrowly avoided. The...

"The Rodian rebels control the skies surrounding Equator City and the surrounding regions. After some reconnaissance, we have pinpointed the origin of their air superiority to a makeshift air base several Kilometers north of the city. Your mission is to lead a flight of starfighters escorting...

"I Bantha shit you not" Cavalas crushed his cigarette on the padded armor of the security guard, much to the man's dismay and clacked his tongue as if he was about to teach these guys the finer parts of rocket science "I started up on his six when we pulled through the clouds and then I moved...

Flying free from the clouds Cavalas saw Jillian fly to his left and he banked towards her, lining out the bomber back to Border Alliance space. His head was pounding, sweat was pouring down his face and there was a slight trimmer in the movements of his right hand. The real thing had shook him...

Cavalas saw it happen, the firebal, Aurek going down. It seemed so unreal. When you were hit during an exercise you could just fly back to base like nothing happened. Part of him wanted to send the H-wing into a dive and land it on the rocky surface below, but he knew that the mission was...

Well this went to hell in a handbucket. Cavalas had barely caught a visual on the twelve enemy fighters when Jillian started to fire her cannons. They were fastly approaching but due to his position in the clouds they'd fly passed underneath him, possibly without noticing him if he didn't fire...

It was all going smooth and for a short moment Cavalas could all but taste the Corellian Ale that would be gliding over his tongue in a cantina on Mandalore tonight when an unknown voice yanked him back to reality. "What the kes is that gibberish?" he exclaimed, somewhat annoyed that unlike the...

With the winds gushing about and the occassional lighting flashing ever so close, Cavalas dreaded the fact that he'd have to stay up in the storm to cover Rolan and Jillian while they went down for their mission objective. Alas, with Jillian being the most experienced pilot she was best suited...

Cavalas, emerging from hyperspace, got his first suprise of the day when he had to dive left instantly to avoid collision with their novice wingman. It became immediately clear that the H-wing wasn't nearly as maneuverable as the A-wing he had flown in flight school and that he would need some...

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_SPECIES __Human _GENDER __Male _AGE __29 _HEIGHT __1.85 m _BUILD __Athletic _HAIR COLOR __Brown _EYE COLOR __Brown _DISTINGUISHING MARKS __None yet _FORCE SENSITIVE __Unknown _HOMEWORLD __Bandomeer _ALLEGIANCE __Ha'rangir's Chosen _RANK __TBD _ROLE...

Not hearing or seeing anything suspicious after shooting the large wolf, Cavalas pulled his boots from the thick mud that covered the western area of the temple and sat down on some rubble. He was starting to realize that all he had seen so far was marshland and, aside from the wolf, nothing...

It was a wonder that Cavalas had ever been accepted into flight school as somehow all the ships he had been in seemed to crash. This time he wasn't shot down, but he merely pressed the wrong button when punching in the hyperspace coordinates. Granted, that's a definite no-go for pilots and he'd...