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J’aver hardly remembered anything after the dueling ring on Mustafar had reached its zenith. They remembered the pain of molten duraplast that had run down their throat and rapidly cooled even as it burnt through their esophagus to drip onto their chest. They remembered that they had called...

The flames of Mustafar, it was a nexus of the Dark Side. A place that had permanently been forced to embody Darth Vader’s own anguish. It was an important place to the Sith Order and had been selected by Cremek for their Arau’kesh. None of the pageantry mattered to J’aver though, they had come...

Many of their kind had gone off to raid the Wookiees in their villages. The slaughter of barely sentient living carpets echoed through the force to J’aver, they relished in their suffering. But J’aver hadn’t come to this world to hunt the locals, they had come for worthy prey. While many Jedi...