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Mismanagement. That was the only word that stood out to Hera Albion about the savanna world of Gravlex Med. First, Imperials under the efforts of Emperor Palpatine, then, remnant forces, then the New Republic just ignoring the planet. A consistent series of mismanagements led to an...

Hera Albion stood before the Holonet among the icy background of the planet Maltha Obex. A grin was wide on her face as the broadcast began. In these uncertain and dangerous times, it was rare for news to be released that was purely good for the entire galaxy. Hera relished these times. Crossing...

Hera looked out at the planet of Zeffo from the cockpit of her ARC starfighter, watching the little blue and green ball turn before her eyes. It had sat quietly in Jedi-controlled space for ages, but Hera felt as though no one really cared to come and truly investigate what was going on down...

Hera could nearly taste it in the air. On this beautiful world of Christophsis, the scent of completion filled her senses. So very soon, the threat of the Killiks would be erased from the galaxy, the hive species reduced to nothing more than isolated and weak pockets not strong enough to even...

Hera panted quietly while taking a rest on a small storage box. Inside one of the thousands of hangars of the Chardaan Orbital Works, the Jedi Councilor trained quietly by herself. Atop another crate, a small golden book lay open. Its glowing words taunted her attempts to learn from it. The...

Councilor-Justicar Hera Albion strode aboard the Onager-class Star Destroyer Justice. Having just entered from the hangar bay flanked by a squadron of mercenaries from the First Defense Mercenary Enclave, she moved with precision and focus toward the command deck. Her men were strong...

It was a rare side of Councilwoman Hera Albion, but it was a side that would be seen on this occasion. To those who did not know her, she would seem no different than any other Jedi. About her person, she wore her green armor, blackened goggles, lightsabers, and councilmember robe. Standing in...

The beat inside Hera's head Akiva was a wonderful little jungle world, Hera had been here only once before but already she liked the planet. The flora and fauna were as diverse and strange as any great forested or jungle world. However, in these tumultuous times, planets like these with so many...

Theme The Teljkon Vagabond sat quietly in orbit inside the asteroid best near Maltha Obex. The ancient, massive hulk appeared as new as the day it was constructed. 'Or grown' Hera Albion thought quietly as she flew her ARC starfighter closer toward the vessel. It did not register her approach...

Too long had the Jedi sat by and watched the galaxy experience trouble, hardship, and pain. This was not the way that Hera intended to allow the order to operate any longer. Before being stopped, the former Supreme Chancellor set his 5th fleet onto the worlds of Tanaab and Commenor. Fire and...

Too long had the Jedi sat by and watched the galaxy experience trouble, hardship, and pain. This was not the way that Hera intended to allow the order to operate any longer. Before being stopped, the former Supreme Chancellor set his 5th fleet onto the worlds of Tanaab and Commenor. Fire and...

Hera stepped into the Belching Frog Saloon in Mos Espa Tatooine and not a single head turned her way. Dressed in her dirty green armor with a woolen poncho covering her head and hair, she looked just like every other wandering mercenary that would visit the bar in the middle of the day. However...

Hera felt bad. Well, perhaps bad was the incorrect word. Hera knew she should've felt bad that the last social event for Padawans had been tainted with a sour note, and that was directly her fault for her meddling in the relationship between her student -no, he was a peer now- and a padawan. She...

Hera sighed deeply in the cockpit of her ARC-170 starfighter. She had delayed this trip far too long, and it weighed heavily on her that this delay could have caused unnecessary suffering. It was not entirely necessary, but a dozen and one things had consumed her focus and her mind as she...

Hera had not seen Haldir since their last few interactions at the concert, then the council meeting following. To say they had not met on good terms was a gross understatement. Now, Hera sat on the council and Haldir was signed up for a mission with her. Hera wasn't upset or annoyed that Haldir...

Hera sat quietly at a little table on the planet of Boonta. In her hand, a delicate cup of caf, and at her table, a small pastry. Sipping the caf, Hera waited for the Padawan she had requested to arrive. There was a mission here on Boonta, and there was only one Padawan she thought of who could...

Hera had not been heading to Lucazec, exactly, rather, she had been traveling towards Vjun when her ARC-starfighter intercepted the distress signal from the forests of Lucazec. Before she could even process the signal, she had dropped out of hyperspace and started her approach on the planet...

Hera Albion hadn't really met Emryc Thorne before now. Of course, she had heard of him. Of course, she had seen him on the Holonet. And of course, she had seen him once in person. Though their interaction on that occasion was limited to the extreme. He was smoking a cigarra, she was holding a...

Hera sat quietly on a little wooden bench outside of a small inn. The Ithorians revered nature and being one with the environment of their planet, so it was only natural that their villages reflected their beliefs. When Hera brought Koemi and Leon back to Ithor, she sent her Padawan away back to...

Sometimes, Hera's genius surprised even herself. Bracca was a well-known shipbreaking world, a planet where old vessels were sent to be torn apart and their internals repurposed for new vessels. Shipbreaking was backbreaking labor and didn't pay necessarily very well, in fact sometimes the...