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The pair's arrival certainly caught Ece's attention and, easily, she recognized them. Well, their auras' at least. They were fellow Jedi, their force signatures very much present in her line of 'sight'. "My friends, I am padawan Tanith. I was just passing through when- Woah!" Quickly she dodged...

In the depths of the jungle, within the bowels of the abyss, Ece felt a ripple in a force. Was it real this time, or just another falsehood? It was hard to focus, everything around her so hazy. Looking at the path ahead of her, it was without focus; never had Ece felt so...blind. The force has...

Whilst functioning, the datapad wasn't in the best shape. The screen was cracked and the pixels glitched every so often. Luckily for Maxims, there was no security feature or encryption to bypass, just an unpleasant amount of rancor spit splodged and smeared on the tablet's surface. The pad had...

Again, Ece became sheepish, seeming to know more than what she was originally going to let on. Dreys was more perceptive than she first gave him credit. It appears the knight was indeed cautious and not so easily mislead. "Not...exactly. You see, the man selling the crystals isn't, perhaps the...

The rancor sow halted her steps, her cavernous nostrils flaring with deliberate breaths. There was something in the air that caught her attention, an unfamiliar scent. She could detect this intruder, but not locate it; eyesight during daylight was impossible for the beast. Still, she rumbled...

Remembering her manners, as well as their location, Ece sheepishly lowered her voice, "Forgive me. My name is Ece Tanith. My mother and I were members of the Luka Sene, back on Alpheridies." She said this, hoping to endear herself to him. Their people had a strong sense of community, more often...

Theme The morning market was as busy as ever. Vendors had set up their stalls since first light and patrons strolled at their leisure, ready for commerce. Fruits, meat, mechanical spare parts, that was the usual merchandise, but you could find almost anything really if you were willing to look...

Middle of the morning, in a library on Ajan Klossn “BROTHER DREYS? Brother Dreys!” Normally, Ece wouldn’t be shouting. She also wouldn’t be dashing madly through the halls either, narrowly avoiding several other patrons. They called after her, maybe to offer help themselves, but there was...