Recent content by Dune Tarn

NOTICE: This is just a thread for me to wrap up a few character arcs/plots I've done for this timeline. I don't think I'll be able to finish the Temple plot before next timeline but I wanted to give some closure, if only for my own sake. You can post if you want to have your character say...

Dune felt the pull of the Force and let it bring him to his feet, using the Force himself to hurl a stone at Aliyah's head. She was a skilled Jedi Master, Dune knew, but even she would find it difficult to contend with both a Devaronian and a rock hurtling at her from two different directions...

Dune hit the ground low and set out in a tumbling roll to avoid the saber to his chest. As he rolled, he scooped some dirt up and threw it at the Master’s face. Hopefully that would be enough of a distraction to get to his feet and leap up to nearby tree branch or, at the very least, give an...

“Come! Call whatever medic that you have on staff.” Dune said brusquely, not wanting to play around in a life or death scenario. He picked up the woman and started dashing towards the executive board room that they’d been heading to anyways. “Sorry, ma’am. We have our best people on whoever...

"Well, in that case, my saberless combat could use some work too." Dune said, tossing his two sabers aside and taking off his shirt, revealing an impressive physique despite being fifty years old. He adopted a fighting stance that would look unconventional to one trained in most martial arts...

"Thank you all for coming. Venatus would have been proud." Dune said gratefully, remembering how skilled the late Jedi Master had been while fighting alongside with him at that cantina on the Spacer's Moon. With all of the dead Jedi over the years recently, particularly of the Phoenix himself...

Dune Tarn also stopped by. Not for any reasons of socialization - the grumpy knight was far too people-shy for that. No, he was a Knight with a mission now and he’d found himself traversing some of the more dangerous parts of the galaxy recently. He was a skilled fighter and had tasted combat...

Nubia was a temperate world with a fledgling droid and technology manufacturing plant that nevertheless impressed countless masses across the galaxy with their quality. It was a bit of jewel among the industrial Core Worlds for maintaining much of the planet's natural beauty while still being...

“Come, Gab Gab!” Dune hurriedly led his faithful steed to the passageway. It would be a tight squeeze but if it could fit a Hutt then a varactyl hopefully wouldn’t be too much different. He might have to use the Force a bit to make Gab Gab fit but hell, he’d managed to get his pet inside the...

“Gab Gab!” Dune cried out, feeling great sympathetic pangs of energy as his faithful steed let out a cry of pain from the shot. The table did its job and Dune had to give himself to the light side of the Force completely to stop from killing the Sith trooper who had messed with poor Gab Gab...

Dune reached out with the force to grab a nearby table and sent it hurtling towards the one shooting at Gab Gab. It was coming straight forward at the soldier so it would hopefully block any shots the Sith trooper took at the varactyl. Of course, it was also a heavy duty library table so it...

Dune didn't see or sense the flashbang but fortunately, he didn't need to. His pet varactyl's senses were better than his own and so it naturally heard a small, ball-shaped object roll into the room. Assuming it was another game of fetch that his master liked to play with him, Gab Gab the...

As Dune started helping the injured man to his feet, he shuffled on over to Agnos, his old friend, and placed a solemn hand on the venerable Master's shoulder. This was a rarity for the Devaronian Jedi - such displays of emotion were typically foreign to the shy Jedi Sentinel. "Shryke was...

Dune Tarn was here and ready to serve. As was his faithful varactyl companion, Gab Gab. Fortunately, the great beast would be able to be loaded up with many books, artworks, and artifacts - more so than Dune could carry on his own. He gave his faithful mount a pat on the nose before he...

Dune Tarn cracked a rare smile when Alek asked if he was alright. Having few friends, preferring solitude to the company of others and often choosing to camp outdoors instead of within the Temple, Dune was unused to having people check up on him. He wasn't quite sure how to respond but so he...