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The ground rocked as one of the tank droids leapt into the air, landing down over Uhtred's position. With several unadulterated tons of durasteel and titanium ripping into the ground with its landing, it was almost enough to make Uhtred wish he had some sorcery of his own. There was one good...

Uthred had been late. Uhtred was always-to these things. Or, at least the things that mattered. Among the crowds, he could hear the voices of the bold, speaking above the others that whispered as their betters traded words. Oh, and how sharp-those words were. The crowds were dense and huddled...

Vaporized moisture hissed sharply from small vents alongside Uhtred's helmet, mixing with the exhaustive smoke of blaster gas and heated carbon. If he was to make a gamble, to pursue great risk for the prospective promise of greater reward, then now was the time. As the skirmish rapidly...

Everything—everything—will burn and break with enough firepower. Some people learned this the hard way, others caught on quickly, but there was no piece of military hardware so potent that it was exempt from it. Uhtred had seen starships fracture and smolder and tanks implode in flames. As he...

"Why catch them? Just shoot them!", Uhtred yelled humorously. So, making everything up as they went along. Some people hated that, but Uhtred preferred it. Thinking things through was all well and good, but pretty much no plan survives hard contact with the enemy. At least with sapient beings...

"I've been killing men that need killing", Uhtred stated simply, almost nonchalantly. "As it was, most just happened to be Deucs. It's as they say, 'ᛏᚺᛖᚱᛖ ᚨᚱᛖ ᚾᛟ ᚠᛁᛖᚱᚲᛖᚱ ᛖᚾᛖᛗᛁᛖᛋ ᛏᚺᚨᚾ ᚠᚨᛗᛁᛚᚤ'... and I have a very, very large family. It was a bit more ironic for Uhtred than for most, as he...

Uhtred grinned comfortably once first addressed. Naturally, he came well armed and ready; it wouldn't have been any fun without using his favorite hardware, after all. "I-pack a punch—I-am all I need", he said arrogantly, patting his weapons on him. "I just bring these along to bring out my...

ᚱᛖᚨᛚᛚᚤ ᚲᚨᚾᚾᛟᛏ ᚺᛖᛚᛈ ᚤᛟᚢᚱᛋᛖᛚᚠ, ᚲᚨᚾ ᚤᛟᚢ? Even when it came to him ceasing all the talking, he ceased it through further-talking. It was enough that it almost sent chills down Uhtred's spine at how much Kvasir was reminding him of the bureaucratic sycophants in the Sith Empire. Before this day...

It wasn't like the abominable time where he had to go to Tatooine, but Hypori was still too hot and arid for Uhtred's taste. There was just something repulsive when the outside air was so warm that you couldn't feel a temperature difference in the air you inhaled from the air you just exhaled...

ᛒᚤ ᛏᚺᛖ ᚷᛟᛞᛋ, ᛁᛋ ᚺᛖ ᚱᛖᚨᛚᛚᚤ ᛞᛟᛁᚾᚷ ᛏᚺᛁᛋ? Uhtred lamented. It was a fair thing to say that Uhtred didn't really know what to expect from Kvasir. While kin by clan, they hadn't known each other well, nor had they even seen one another in years. Had he known better, Uhtred would have insisted on...

The Blood-PriceThere was an expression Uhtred has heard before, that thoughts could be heavier than any helm. It had always made him laugh as a child, and even beyond. But in recent years, the young warrior had come to realize just how true the statement was, and never moreso than this day. This...

The first sensation was... spices. A burn, but with a slight sweetness to it. It was thicker, heavier than he expected, but so very, very smooth. His sinuses were forced open so quickly, it almost spurred a tear to his eye just as surely as it took the wind out of him. It was harsh, and oh so...

Ah, that silence. That old wolf always loved leaving words and thoughts hanging in the air. To be honest, that often annoyed Uhtred. He preferred getting direct reactions, direct answers... but this time, he almost appreciated the pauses. After all, there was much on his mind. As Ysgrámör...

This... was just not his scene. Uhtred had been to places that were considered 'classy' before. That was usually just coreworlder jargon to mean 'boring'. Several outings had brought the young Battle-Master to worlds like Coruscant's towering cityscape before, and Uhtred not only felt out of...

"ᛋᛟ ᛏᚺᛁᛋ ᛁᛋ ᛁᛏ?" "ᚤᛖᚨᚺ, ᛁᛏ ᛋᛖᛖᛗᛋ ᛏᚺᚨᛏ ᛚᛁᛏᛏᛚᛖ ᛗᚨᚷᚷᛟᛏ ᚺᚨᛞ ᛋᛟᛗᛖ ᚹᛟᚱᛏᚺ ᚨᚠᛏᛖᚱ ᚨᛚᛚ", Thaed Orosii said, piloting the Sceadugenga-near to the hulking mass, floating in space. "ᛒᚢᛏ ᛁ ᚺᚨᛞ ᚾᛖᚡᛖᚱ ᚺᛖᚨᚱᛞ ᛟᚠ ᚨ ᛋᚺᛁᛈ ᚷᚱᚨᚡᛖᚤᚨᚱᛞ ᛒᛖᛁᚾᚷ ᛟᚢᛏ ᛏᚺᛁᛋ ᚠᚨᚱ ᛁᚾᛏᛟ ᛏᚺᛖ ᛟᚢᛏᛖᚱ ᚱᛁᛗ. ᚹᛖ ᚨᚱᛖ ᛈᚱᚨᚲᛏᛁᚲᚨᛚᛚᚤ ᛁᚾ ᛏᚺᛖ ᚢᚾᚴᚾᛟᚹᚾ ᚱᛖᚷᛁᛟᚾᛋ...

Uhtred had a complicated relationship with forest worlds, especially ones with bizarre glowing plants. On the one hand, it often reminded Uhtred of his time with his father, back on Mandalore. Warms days beset by cold nights, and empty skies of moonlight over wind-rended branches of indefinite...

GAHAHAHA!", Uhtred laughed, leaning his head against the cover behind him. Morgan's Deucalic had come a long way, but he already knew to prioritize some words and expressions above the others. "See, now you're getting it. ᛖᚡᛖᚱᚤᛏᚺᛁᚾᚷ ᛁᛋ ᚨᛚᚹᚨᚤᛋ ᛒᛖᛏᛏᛖᚱ ᚹᚺᛖᚾ ᚤᛟᚢ ᚨᚱᛖ ᛞᚱᚢᚾᚴ", Uhtred remarked as he...

Sometimes, the world would almost seem to slow to the point of granting a form of situational omniscience. Some would speak of it giving the sensation of an adrenaline rush. The superstitious would say it was a mark of Daulahtr's presence on the battlefield, and an ill-omen at that.To Uhtred, it...

It had been some time since Uhtred had piloted a Rytingur-class starfighter. In fact, it could easily be said that in the past months, he was more often a passenger than a pilot. Even when on his own, Uhtred had taken a particular liking to the Sceadugengan. But, his ship was far from...

It was dark on the dropship. Small slits along the uppermost vantage points along the interior walls acted as windows, of a sort. They let semblances of light in, but just enough for it to still be shrouded in darkness. But even so, the dropship shook and thundered as grazing blasts struck the...