Recent content by Qho'rin Solas

"I'm quite sure I never want to do that again," Qho'rin said, shaking the water from his hair like a dog. Cregan's cheer was almost infectious, but Qho'rin was quite certain that this was not the end of Estaria's problems. Whoever the exile was that attacked them, the young jedi was certain he...

It was the swell of dark, murderous intent rippling through the Force that gave Qho’rin warning, but there was only so much he could do. Cregan had sensed something as well, forming another barrier around the exile as the madman ripped the kyber crystals from each of his lightsabers. It was...

Very rapidly, several things happened almost at once. Qho’rin twisted his saber in a downward looping arc, thumb sliding forward as he moved along with the momentum of the exile’s parry; the exile’s saber, now unimpeded, smacked into the coolant pipes along the wall, cutting one open; Qho’rin’s...

The exile wasn’t as effected by Cregan’s attacks in the Force as Qho’rin had hoped; the exile was able to brace himself against the Force push and used Cregan’s pull to gather momentum for his own movements; as Qho’rin swiped his saber in a wide, powerful strike to cleave the exile’s wrists, the...

Qho'rin answered the exile by activating his saber. The blue blade burst to life with a snap-hiss, the pale azure light reflecting off even the dull, unpolished walls of the freighter. His boots clanked against the grated floors as he continued forward. The tight quarters favored his personal...

Qho'rin's senses were assaulted by the cold burn of the Darkside, a sensation the young knight was all too familiar with. Ruuria, Daxam IV, here - all to often, Qho'rin found himself face-to-face with the embodiment of evil. So my suspicions were true. He still had to wonder why, though. He...

Cregan was a little rough in removing the pilot, but in the end, the man was done little harm and the few bruises he had collected from the Jedi's rough handling would fade before the days end. Qho'rin kept his disapproval to himself, climbing into the ship in silence. He still did not believe...

I agreed. "To convenient indeed, my friend." We were getting neared and neared to the center of this long, drawn out web, though. Walking head first into a trap, perhaps, or being pushed into a disadvantageous position. I secured myself in the speeder and then we were off. The wind rushing...

@Nefieslab "Very well," I told Cregan. I realized he probably just wanted to show off, and decided not to begrudge him his fun. As he used the Force to transform a mere stick into a deadly weapon, I sprinted towards the alpha. The beast turned its scarred snout towards me, and I saw genuine...

Unfortunately for the ruggedly handsome Basadi, his target tracking skills weren't quite up to snuff. Qho'rin had left the bar while he was messaging Sarlok's name to his pal, before the Kyuzo had started his little fight and been kicked from the cantina. There had been another blonde though...

Twelve left, then. One of them, Cregan had said, was larger than the others. It was the alpha, I presumed. Unless the beast had developed lightsaber resistant skin, it would perish the same as the others. I took no satisfaction in killing these beasts, knowing that their being here was no fault...

Qho'rin was so out of shape that catching himself on one hand - a feet even baseline human martial artists could accomplish - proved too much for his wimpy jedi arms, really messing up his shoulder, wrist, and even tweaking his elbow. His arm buckled and he fell almost immediately, landing on...

Before the Exile could come in reach of the second phase of my lightsaber, he slid down the wall and again clenched his fist. I felt my rear leg slip forward, yanked by the Force, and with Force enhanced reflexes was able to catch myself with my right hand and immediately push back up to my feet...

As I gathered the Force to myself, the disgusting creature (@Clayton) unveiled his true nature, letting his dark aura free. It was as rancid and tepid as the beast himself, but I had faced similar darkness and prevailed. The little creature raised a tiny fist and clenched it, bursting the...

A few Masters had asked me to venture to the Telos Academy and share with the younglings on the cusp of becoming Jedi the story of my fight with the exile on Daxam IV, and how righteous anger could be used to empower without falling to the darkside. I had lingered around after the lessons, for...