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"Now Tiala, remember once you've consumed the Orga root, you will be see and hear things that may seem off" The ashen haired woman spoke to the young girl, her emerald hued gaze warmly meeting the young lass' "Embrace what the Orga root and the path that your pilgrimage will take you, allow all...

OOC Note: This is an open thread for the Jedi and Members of the Galactic Alliance who are members of Star Squadron (Sorry if I've not tagged you in) - Death / PvP Etc All Disabled The engines of the M-Wing star fighter let out a long tired whine as they were throttled down into idle, as the...

OOC Note: This is an open thread for the Jedi and Members of the Galactic Alliance only, looking to use the Pilgrimage as a good opporunity for your character to reflect and remember those that had fallen and been lost - Death / PvP Etc All Disabled It seemed that no matter what state the...

"Look alive Star Squadron" rang out the voice Star Three over the comms channel as the light of the swirling blue vortex of hyperspace reflected off the canopy of the cygnet's cockpit. Its Ashen haired pilot running over the last of the systems checks before priming her weapons and shields. "ETA...

Several weeks had since passed since the incident with the mandalorians theft of the Alliance's frigate had drew to its conclusion, the various observation stations of the Rebellion's intelligence network were still trying to triangulate where the frigate had disappeared to, all that could be...

The mission ahead was in itself relatively simple, infiltrate behind the Pirate lord's lines and take out the defences stationed around the concealed fighter base hidden away within the canyon - so that the drop ships carrying the Alliance's ground troops can capture the base. On paper it was...

“ Star Six, Star Eleven" A shimering image of a helmeted figure spoke out over the holocom console in each of the two pilot's cockpits. "I'll keep this brief" The figure continued before her gaze moved away off camera to view the read outs within her cockpit, the swirling storm of hyperspace...

“ Star Six, Star Twelve" A shimering image of a slight framed figure spoke out over the holocom console in each of the two pilot's cockpits. "You should have broken atmo by know and approching the target area" The figure continued before her gaze moved away off camera to regard the read outs of...

“morning, Star Eight and Eleven" the holographic form of the ashen haired pilot spoke as it shimmered into life within the briefing room of the Druckenwell military Force's forward command post. "I hope you've rested up from your travel to Druckenwell? " Eisa continued before pausing slightly...

“Afternoon Star Eight and Thirteen" A shimering image of a slight framed figure spoke out over the holocom console in each of the two pilot's cockpits. "Apologies that I cannot brief you about this mission in person, as you can imagine, things on this carrier are a little.... Hectic" The figure...

The Valhalla's Hangerbay Somewhere in Hyperspace It had been just over a day since the events that had played out within the Ithor system, what had started as nothing more than a routine patrol and shake down run to systems check and break in the recent upgrades made to the M-wing star fighter...

Dusk had set upon the desert planet of Utapau, the darkness of the night sky being offset by the faint distant glow of artificial lighting emanating from the countless potholes that littered the planet, along with a couple of bonfires, the flickering orange light reflecting off of the metallic...

The Holo Journal of Eisa Swan So you've managed to stumble upon my Holo journal, first things first what have you done to Ditto! These logs are stored on an encrypted memory core to begin with, if you've found this contained within a Memory crystal or a Holocron and I've been too lazy to...

A small silhouetted object could be seen gradually growing in size as it gracefully descended towards the small secluded plateau, the body of the object glowing a brilliant white as the morning sun light reflected off of the fuselage of small personal fighter craft as it passed through the layer...

With a dull groan, and a heavy shudder the Cygnus touched down on a wide open plateau, nestled on the sink hole pot marked planet of Utapau, the windswept desert like planet located in the far outskirts of the Outer Rim. A world that seemed untouched on the surface, the native species having set...

Stirring out of her meditation within her quarters within the Jedi Temple, the ashen haired Jedi Master slowly opened her eyes, the bright emerald hue of her irises widening as the blacks of her corneas adjusted to the natural light that was spilling into her room, a soft current of air passing...

The Alliance freighters had barely touched upon the surface Antar 4, and the impromptu relief centre had became a swirling hive of activity, darting about carrying out their programmed duties, hover loaders moving about impatiently as their operators tried to unload the cargo off of the ship as...

Stepping through the main doors of the Jedi Temple, The ashen haired Jedi drew a deep breath of the early morning air, as her gaze looked over the courtyard that surrounded the entrance to the temple. Dawn was starting to creep through the early morning fog, the sight seemed to carry such a...

Making her way through the corridors of the Hurricane, the dark haired Jedi came to a halt as the ship's technicians rushed past her, clearly in a rush to carry out some emergency repair works and damage control to the ship. The Hurricane had taken a bit of a light battering from the pirate's...

Waking up in a cold sweat, the young fiery haired female reluctantly pushed herself upright on her makeshift bed. Her gaze panning over the early morning light that had befallen the strange desert planet, her gaze focusing on the wing mounted heavy laser cannon of her fighter. Slowly she raised...