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It was just another day on Nar Shaddaa. Wasn’t a great place to be by any means. Things could be pretty tricky in this city-moon. Moon-city. Something-something. With a nickname like ‘Smuggler’s Moon’ well you’d be pretty much an idiot to come here for a vacation on a beach. Nope. Sorry. The...

Gonda was a planet in the Outer Rim. There wasn’t much written about it in the database. It was a terrestrial world and, at least in one section of its surface, the terrain was flat grassland flanked by mountains front and back. In the east, there swept the sea beyond the green; blue as...

A long time ago, in a place far away, before the peak of power, it was just another day, if so very different in this distant landscape. Verdant forests, brown trees covered in green crowns, as deep in the earth as the sea perched further at the flanks, golden sand on the banks, curling inward...

The Peak of Power A girl cries in the dark. A girl cries; a girl with a broken heart. It wasn’t a boy that broke it, no…it wasn’t Lin. It wasn’t that other kid. It was her. You broke it. Broke it all… …Stupid kid. A girl sits up in the dark, can’t open her eyes. But she can’t keep crying...

“W-Wait, what do you mean I have to give you my credentials!? What credentials!?” -DOOF!- “The same fate shall fall upon all those who do not give me their credentials!” “B-But!” -DOOF!- Satisfied that the doof’s weren’t the results of blasters suffering a coughing fit, Leh’Min’Ayd...

There was a planet called Uchinao, one of those many city-world planet-cities as the galaxy could count if it had a single pinky or something such. Whatever, Leh’Min’Ayd felt more comfortable pondering the machinations of single-digit city-planets than she did listening to her tour guide...

The ABC-123 ship-o-rama whatsuch was whatever Leh’Min’Ayd had woken up on that day and night in space. She had eaten some rozozo peppers, the hottest contraption this side of the galactic pinwheel, and had to be rushed to the medbay upon boarding. The vessel was little more than a glorified...

Tina’s was one of many cantinas that saw the hustle and bustle of singles and couples, traders and travelers, do-gooder’s and evildoers, drunkards both good and bad and cover bands about the same. And the odd blue light when the stars are right. Or red when the stars are wrong. Leh’Min’Ayd’s...

Apart from sounding like a shot of espresso, Botajef was one of those ecumonopolis worlds where one side of the city was as good as the other and there’s your city, here’s your world. And here’s your Togruta wondering how the hett she got from there to here. The young lady had been wandering...