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Magnus realised his mistake a little to late, and as his bones smattered into tiny pieces, he said nothing, felt little, and thought even less. Magnus died as he had lived. Dissappointingly.

"God-damnit Pete! Get back here!" Magnus shouted at the slowly dissolving pool of intern through the crack in the front door. "You ain't getting paid for this." he snarled, slamming the door and shaking his head. "Just cannot get the staff these days." he walked through the murky room and over...

Magnus Hammerhand had always been an optimist. It came with the territory of a gladiator, especially one who had never actually won any fights. But hey, the money was good, and the costumes - to die for. It was in the pursuit of such otherworldly delights as the fleeting fame the arena was...

Magnus had not been to Tatooine for years, and - it had not warmed on him in the time since his last visit for sure. Sticking out like a sore thumb in his armour, Magnus stood just a little to close to Narr, towering over the cat-like creature as Magnus thumbed through his datapad, re-reading...

Magnus had been to Zygerria a fair few times in his life, but never as an unbonded man. There was something rather satisfying about revisiting a world without chains around his legs, and the smug smile never left his face as he sauntered up to Narr Nofts side, his hammer - oddly - in his hand...

Somewhat oblivious to the commotion, Magnus was enjoying his time in the exersize yard. As it would turn out, there really was not a lot one could do in a prison, and so he scooped up a collection of small tennis balls, some three in number, and called over to some of the other prisoners "Hey...

Nal Hutta was hardly a place known for its laws, however, since some of its Hutt Families could see a potential gain in incarcerating their enemies, prisons still existed on the swampy world. Alas, it was in one such jail that Magnus Hammerhand now found himself, after that ill-fated mission...

In typical Mandalorian style, they had opted to just shoot whatever it was that stood in front of them - and, given the current high publicity of Mandalorians and their aggression, this came as little shock to Magnus. However, he was unable to dodge the incoming shots, such was the speed at...

Standing in the rapidly emptying room, Magnus was very much aware that he was outnumbered by the Mandalorians, however - in his limited view, he was by no means outclassed. One of their number had already resorted the throwing chairs at law enforcement officers, before asking what Magnus assumed...

Kwenn Space Station was not the sort of place that Magnus Hammerhand had expected to find himself. However, when it came to following the credits, there was just no telling where one might end up. Hired by some aloof toff to take care of him whilst he attended to 'business' (which Magnus assumed...

Magnus was never one ot turn down flattery, and he sure as hell was not about to start today. And so, when the charmer approached him, he turned around to face them and met them with a broad smile, and a suprisinly hasty handshake. In his line of work, it was important to make friends, because...

The Gamorrean careened into the hard metal sheet that seperated the small arena from a thin walkway around its edge, clutching its side and shouting something untoward in the creatures gutteral tongue. Pushint itself back up from the wall, the creature snarled - yet had been provided with little...