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Dalyn idly ran his fingers across the board at the pilot's station of the Beskaryc-class starbomber he had been assigned for this mission, silently apologizing to his own Cyar'ika for not bringing her along. The bomber was different from the ships he usually flew and there had been several...

A Mandalorian war camp was, on the whole, the same in layout and function wherever it happened to be set. Temporary structures for those wishing to feel solid rock beneath them and the sky overhead rather than sleep in the ship quarters were set seemingly at random, a few fighting circles for...

Crouching on a rooftop overlooking the Imperial garrison, the unnaturally still air of Iziz City disturbed only by the hissing snarls of a few angry tooka, Dalyn Solus snarled in disgust behind the T-shaped visor of his helmet. Having lived in the city for several months while preparing to hunt...