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The Stormbringer burst out of hyperspace and into realspace on the far side of Mimban, carrying as its compliment Greybok's Starbird and Alys's starfighter. The corvette's Wookiee crew was working diligently to ensure that sufficient power was focused to the shields and weapons; and when the...

The Mon Cala Merchant Fleet was truly something to behold. Greybok was glad to be seeing it from space and not down on that water-covered world he hated so much. This, he decided, was truly going to be his last venture to Mon Cala. But, this time, he was with Commander Ion and not Leah Reach. It...

Greybok was pissed. He had hoped that the negotiations with Mandalore the Chosen would be the last time he would have to see Mon Cala. But not a single standard week had passed and now, Leah Reach in tow, he was not only back on the planet, but stuffed into a poorly-fit environmental suit under...

Star Base on Hoth was buzzing with activity. After the order went out on Al'doleem, Greybok returned to oversee the evacuation of what had been his squadron's main base. So far, the evacuation was going according to plan. The skeleton crew he was leaving behind had their orders, and all of the...

The capital was already in flames when Greybok arrived. News traveled fast that the Wookiees were revolting against their slaver overlords, and it didn't take long for the Wookiees living in the capital to join the fray. Other Wookiees, chieftains and their villages, that Raz Solus and her...

Greybok wondered if he was the first Wookiee to set foot in the Kashyyykian throne room in five centuries. He imagined not, but, even so, this was a momentous occasion. Outside, the skies were filled with pillars of smoke as Wookiees, rebels, Jedi, and Mandalorians fought to take the capital...

The Cosmatanic Steppes was a layer of mantle suspended above a gas giant with three suns in the Outer Rim. It was a popular destination for archeologists, though its bars were the frequent destination of smugglers and other reprobates. The Starbird was parked just outside the main village...

Star Base on Hoth was the ideal place to hold and interrogate a prisoner. The ice world was so far off the galactic beaten path that it was literally impossible to stumble upon, which is why pirates and smugglers favored it so. Greybok had chosen to store his Drast prisoner here where she could...

Greybok had not seen the Dune Sea in months. Not since the initial missions for the Alliance had brought him to Tatooine to fight Tusken Raiders off a Jawa Sandcrawler. And he really wasn't even sure why he was here. Command had said something about picking up a prisoner from a "mutual friend"...

The alarms were blaring. Greybok was at in the command center, his hands on the large holoprojector that filled the center of the room, staring at the report from Alliance Command with a renewed sense of awe. Alliance reports had come in: there were rebels on Corellia. Commander Ion had done...

The Starbird came out of hyperspace above Nar Shaddaa and, almost immediately, Greybok spotted the orbital shipyards. The Smuggler's Moon had many shipyards, most of them concealed in the cityscape on the moon below, but the orbital factory the Hutts had once used to produce starfighters had...

It wasn't a Malla-class starfighter that Greybok brought to the last mission in the Moddell sector, but the Starbird herself—the namesake of Star Squadron. The Wookiee's starfighter was back on Endor, having been recently damaged during the mission to the Monsua Nebula, awaiting to be...

"We're going to do what?!" Twobee was beside herself, as usual. The Starbird had just reverted to realspace above Eraidu and Greybok was already beginning to steer it towards their destination on the planet's northern hemisphere. As he did, he barked a short answer to the droid while checking...

The flight simulators for the C-55B M-wing starfighters looked like sawed off versions of the aforementioned starfighter's cockpits, which Greybok was already familiar with due to their exact resemblance to the Malla-class starfighter. Sitting in one was slightly less comfortable for him over...

There was a lurch as Star Squadron burst from the bright veil of hyperspace back into the dark void of realspace. Ahead loomed a verdant moon orbiting a pale blue gas giant: the forest moon of Endor. The moon was oft spoken of in many smuggler's tales, but it was worthless otherwise. Worthless...

The Starbird swung out of a large cluster of cumulonimbus clouds sitting high above the surface of Mon Cala and sailed for a handful of islands that were rising out of the endless seas. The cluster of islands looked to Greybok like a deformed smiley face, complete with a rather skewed birthmark...

Music A small whistle inside the cockpit of his green Malla-class starfighter made Greybok glance down at the timer on his fighter's main display. They were about to come out of hyperspace. The flight from Hoth to the Monsua Nebula in the Moddell sector had taken approximately forty-eight...

Star Base was finally online, and its accompanying squadron (and namesake) was about to be the same. "Star Squadron," as they were now called, had officially been formed on missions elsewhere in the galaxy, but this was to be the squadron's first official meeting as a complete group. Greybok's...

Genko Bibb's shop in Achorhead was a dumpheap. The Toydarian spent all of his money betting on swoop races and gladiatorial matches, while spending next to nothing on upgrading his shop. The overweight fairy specialized in selling used ship modifications. He had a whole junkyard full of them...

Greybok poked his head around the corner of the empty ship stall in the Anchorhead spaceport. This was supposed to be an easy job. Some half-baked Weequay thugs were delivering a shipment of scatterweave to a lesser-known Hutt somewhere on Tatooine. But, for as rare and valuable as their cargo...