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ThemeVaryn's tongue seemed to stick in his mouth as soon as he heard the response from the aerial command. He knew as soon as he said the words it would all come to an end, but he knew that it had already ended for so many here today. Men had shot themselves, thrown themselves under tanks, even...

Varyn was once again struck by the weight of the darkness that clung to the air around him as Raze descended. Even into relative obscurity, Varyn didn't need to see the monster to know that he was there. Varyn whirled through the smoke, the orange glow of his blades reflecting off the thick...

Varyn had seen the horrors or war before more times than he could count, and it had left its scars on his psyche in ways that couldn't be put into words. There was battle and death, and then there were those things that you couldn't forget. Even when you tried to do something else or change your...

There was an irony to Varyn being here of all people. He had been there as a child when the temple had been ransacked by Raze and his gang, but time had claimed them all. All except Raze. He was the only one left from Varyn's nightmares, and one way or another, the nightmares would end today...

Varyn knew it was only a matter of time. Raze had been burning his way across the galaxy and the Empire would be in his crosshairs sooner rather than later. In truth, Varyn was surprised it had taken this long. Varyn had been almost hoping that it was because he had decided his efforts were...

And yet, this is where we are, Varyn responded without missing a beat. It killed him to see the tell-tail (ha, puns) signs of how hard this was hitting Altair, and he wished he could do something, but he knew there was only so much to be done. The Tiefling had had the galaxy's eyes on him for...

Varyn could see the sadness in his friend's eye, and he also guessed that Kalique was better at consolation than he was. He had never had the gift of a silver tongue unless it came in the form of pretending to be someone he wasn't, and he refused to pretend or lie with his friend. Benefits of...

Well at least it wasn't all dreariness and sulking depression, which Varyn decided to count as a positive. If it were anything else, Varyn might have been worried, but this was Altair they were talking about. He'd always managed to find himself as the center of attention even when he didn't want...

Varyn kept to himself. He had always been something of a loner, and the higher he got to the top of the food chain, the more obvious that became. These days he had few friends and Altair was one of them. The fact that his friend was once again being crucified in the media was something that...

Varyn had been in the Imperial Council meetings regarding the attacks on the Jedi. It had only been a matter of time before the Jedi moved against the Empire. Evidence had been shown that Jedi-aligned forces were marshaling along the borders of Imperial territory at places like Bastion, which...

Well it was part of the answer, and it put them on the right path. A wannabe Eternal was planning to take over a coven of Nightsisters. Great. What he did know was that the prospect of an Eternal returning unnerved him and opened a pit in his stomach. Having that person in charge of a...

Varyn had had worse injuries before, and despite his damaged shoulder, he wasn't dead yet. You don't serve Tempest, he stated. Everything the man had said had indicated as much and although there was mention of a book stolen from Raxus, it wasn't answers. Who then? Surely he's someone I'd...

Varyn felt the saber pierce through his shoulder, but with the pain came an opportunity. He was an exceptionally powerful Force-user, and had specialized his whole life in dueling. His speed and reflexes were faster than nearly any other beings in the galaxy, and the Sith would quickly find out...

The woman showed her own skills at fencing, and although Varyn didn't immediately recognize her exact technique, he did recognize that she was skilled at what she did. Varyn had auditioned to be a blademaster for the Sith academies, and he could easily recognize the technique of someone who knew...

Varyn listened to learn whatever he could before intercepting them as they came to prepare to leave. His saber burst to life in his hand, the quiet hum and faint heat that it gave off were a welcome and reassuring feeling aginst the otherwise cold, vicious, and disturbing world they were on. He...

Varyn winced slightly at the sounds of the screams outside, but there was nothing to do about it now. He had tried to change the man's mind and pull him back from the brink, but he wanted none of it, and now he would lie in the grave he had dug. Seems that way, Varyn agreed. If the Empire...

Varyn had tried, and that was about all he could do for the situation. Merian had leapt into action quickly, and he wasn't going to just leave her to fighting the man on his own. Plus the man started fleeing. It was Varyn's turn to make a move, and it was going to be a decisive one. The man...

Varyn snickered at the man's comment about not being pretty enough. Even Varyn could admit he was a pretty good looking man. Pfft, whatever you say, he quipped. Ah, not much of a party man or just too much of a workaholic? he asked. He had a feeling it was the latter, but Varyn could frankly...

This was not going well. Varyn was in the process of prepping to hand over his lightsaber to the other man, when he saw the way his face changed and shifted. His eyes yellowed, and he spoke words that were Sith words. Kriff, Varyn spat, yanking back from the man as he lunged forward, sending...

Varyn took the hand and returned the firm shake before he grabbed his drink again and took a sip. Good to meet you, Hunter, he said. Although he was tempted to inquire about the man's profession, he decided it was probably best not to. More polite that way. He looked around the room and...