Recent content by Rishe Vakren

Sleep had eluded the Padawan since before Kashyyyk. Of course, she often had nobody but herself to blame, it was her own connection to the Force that often fueled her insomnia. To her, emotion and life raged in the night, beacons of light and fire amidst a sea of sleeping or meditating dimness...

"And nobody gave you trouble?" She clarified as the bag was unzipped. Granted, Laeonas was not the shadiest character in this temple, as the foreman's steady reasurrance with a blaster rifle earlier did seem to suggest. A small construction project could not often afford clean criminal...

A speeder offered the padawan many advantages, like traversing two kilometers in short minutes, but subtlety was unfortunately not part of the package. And it wasn't like she needed it to catch up. This distant figure puzzled her as it stepped off it's ship, tailed by a floating droid. Did they...

The padawan stood at the entrance to the chamber, the stark lighting washing over her and into a darker hall. His padawan. It was a strange sensation, like slipping into old clothes you'd long since abandoned. Rishe had grown used to existing on the fringe in the Order, her training and...

“So on yer world tha lords actually give a shite about their subjects?” What would Rishe tell him? The answer that she would have liked to tell? The answer he wanted to hear? However she thought reality really was, on some spectrum between the two points? She looked to Laeonas, conflict and...

Death enabled Good pilots were capable of thwarting all sorts of obstacles, Rishe was sure. If only she knew how any of them did it, or how any of the detection systems worked. It wasn't a radar or even visual sight that had alerted her to that ship landing, but an interruption of her...

The padawan's gaze followed the rough trio back into the alley. Master Thral had requested they avoid trouble, so there was little they could do to get justice for the victim, and less they could do to aid him. And as the vagrant came close, Rishe's movements seemed torn between warding him away...

The riots were spread out in a broad tapestry over the Ontothoan city, simmering, smouldering, and exploding in pockets of intense activity. Desperation, desire, and zealous rage covered the riots much like the planet's poisonous (to humans) fog, except the former could only be truly felt by...

Well, that was mistake to have discussed. "Not all nobles are neglectful, and some planets prize munificent, dutiful lords. The Sith Lords, however, share only the name with nobility. Their empires bring about slavery, genocide, and galactic subjugation on a scale you will not see from any...

"Were our positions reversed... well, I don't think you would have fallen to the Sith. And if you didn't, I would hope you made better decisions than I once you joined the Order." Rishe says, calm. She was used to the disturbing jokes Laeonas would throw out at this point... and he could only...

Rishe watched Vahn and his droid leave, her features unreadable, and a tightness gripping her chest. She was no stranger to any of those things, but the last thing she wanted to do was rest further after such a conversation. The Sith would never allow her to do so either, but still, she was...

Rishe had witnessed his volatility before, but no better was it on display than when his emotions shifted from that childlike mirth to a barely restrained control, to frustration, to that hatred she now felt. The man was unstable. She didn't need him to lash out and destroy the room to know his...

Rishe could see him deflate. She knew there was a point that his anger had nearly boiled once again, but she'd calmed the tempest within him. The room around them was quieter, the Force no longer disrupting the already destroyed library, or disorienting her already muddled thoughts. Frankly, she...

His initial response wasn't what she expected. There wasn't many ways to take his statement as a joke, even if it lacked his current tone. She could feel a torrent of rising anger from the man, and the suddenness of it took her aback. She'd tried honesty, humility, and that's how he replied? As...

Rishe bumped against the roof of the vent as she followed the two knights in. And as they'd hoped, there wasn't anything inside. She kept a firm grip on her old master's saber as they coasted through the thin durasteel sheeting, heading for the atmospheric controls. She was careful to keep as...