Recent content by Mig Cabra

A Captain of the Galactic Alliance fleet was no pushover when it came to a space battle. Mig put on a big stupid grin as a fighter moved to target him. Laser fire came in hot but it was easy to see coming. The Gotal jerked the controls to one side and avoided the burst of fire easily enough...

Lagging behind seemed to be Mig's style lately. He had the best equipped bomber in the fleet as far as he knew and it could come in handy to support the Commander's squadron. The Gotal Captain left behind his large vessel and resources to come with just his old bomber crew and his favorite ship...

It seemed the little friend Mig had recruited and the other guy were in trouble. Mig knew it was his turn to be a hero yet again. Instead of using the PIPE to cause more explosions, he lifted his bowcaster and screamed out his battle cry. The battle cry sounded like a goat giving painful birth...

It was a good thing Mig wore his heavy armor. It seems he had walked into a brawl filled with womanly emotions. That was a danger even the great Mig could not avoid. Force attacks, punches, throws, charges, debris, and so forth all pummeled the poor little Gotal. Rather than stand up, move the...

Mig had arrived late. He got a little lost because someone gave him the wrong directions. The Gotal Rebel came in his full, heavy armor to impress his friends in the Mandalorian ranks with how cool he was. Weapons of course also came along because this was a Mandalorian party after all. He had...

Mig had not really considered that he could be wrong. She had seemed to into him before now. The Gotal was unsure f this was denial, a way of flirting, or, least likely, a true expression of her feelings. The pistol to the groin hurt though and she seemed unwilling to accept her feelings...

Mig looked around at the chaos as he hid in cover. He had yet to really do anything as he was scared to pop up among all the blaster fire. It was terrifying for someone who was not raised a fighter. Enough shouting, cursing, and sense of duty finally got through to the Gotal. His PIPE popped up...

Mig came waddling over towards the group a good ways behind Esfir. He had needed to recover a bit and was not racing forwards now that his partner caught up and stopped the group. Seemed they were in business to get them out and save the day. Mig would be a hero once more. It was when the Gotal...

Ever since the revelation of the Jedi Order, Mig had been excited to help them at every turn. The Gotal even discovered that some of his friends were Jedi and he had not known it. That was all quite exciting for him. Eisa was a friend from his early days in the Galactic Alliance. She was great...

As the light began to fade and give way to night, Mig and Freyja were at an ideal stopping point to camp. Their adventure so far had been quite explosive but this seemed like it could work out to be a peaceful night. Working as a Rebel meant that the Gotal met a lot of different people and was...

It was hard not to feel like Mig had let this woman down. She seemed so eager to follow this trail she spotted earlier but it went cold as she began to inspect it. Plus she had yelled at the Gotal for making too much noise. He frowned a bit within his helmet where she would not really see it...

Mig was happy that his partner did not seem to notice the damage he had caused to her ship. The focus seemed to be on this tribe of primitive cannibals. It was a bit uncertain if they would cooperate or not due to language, but Mig was confident that they would be attacking if they meant harm...

After taking in the total destruction of the battlefield, it was time to go. Mig waddled quickly after Freyja towards the next place to camp. These mountains were cold. It would be tough for a human like Freyja to stay warm way up here. Mig had fur though and that was a blessing. He felt pretty...

Mig had quickly volunteered to help settle things on Kashyyyk. He loved the planet ever since his visit on Life Day. Plus Greybok was a Wookiee and he wanted to get to know his General's home. Apparently a large battle was now breaking out on this beach so Mig agreed to meet a couple of others...

Mig came to the woman's side at the wreckage, looking it over from an engineer's point of view. It was pretty obvious that the ship crash had some survivors based on the damage. When his partner spoke of their direction, he wondered how she knew. His gaze found the prints and he realized she was...