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NAME: Erin Bola AGE: 42 SPECIES: Human FACTION: Sith Empire RANK: Sith Marauder HEIGHT: 6'2" WEIGHT: 225 lbs. HAIR COLOR: Black EYE COLOR: Gold FORCE: Totally Bro. STRENGTH: █████████ DEXTERITY: █████████ STAMINA: █████████ INTELLIGENCE: █████████ WISDOM: █████████ CHARISMA: █████████ There...

The Mandolorian presence on Kashyyyk had alwas struck Armani as somewhat odd. Truth be told, save for the tremendous might and power of its wookie inhabitants, there seemed little to gain from the stronghold save for wood and perhaps natural gasses. Though, perhaps not even the Mand'lor dared to...

For two weeks he had been holed up here. The order had been simple in theory, he was to explore and report back to the leadership at Sundari with what he had found. As a hunter, a survivor, and as of now a frontiersman, Armani Fett had been chosen as the most suitable for this expedition. The...

I've been grossly neglecting using my mandolorian sniper and was looking to see if I could find any characters who'd be interested to meet up. Could be friends. Could be pumelling sith to a pulp. Could be pumelling each other into a pulp. Could be whatever, man. Preferably some other Fetts...

Armani sat on the balcony of his apartment in Sundari, his home away from the farm on Concord Dawn. Truth be told, he hadn't ever really spent much time in it, usually it was a place to sleep in and rest his head when he wasn't on deployment. Still, he had to admit, this place was perfect for a...

'Sweet dove, come home to the nest. - Fool' would read the letter that would appear on Ashlyn's bed, along with an address for one of the seedier and grimier corners of Coruscant. There would be no signs of an intruder nor a forced entry to the Priestess's quarters, save for an opened window...

Armani stood in his kakhi armor, looking at the layout of the glorified factory he and his fellow supercommandos were her to secure. The blonde's eyes smoothly scanned over the layout for the building, every nook and cranny was on full display thanks to the ingenious slicers of the dominion. At...

Just making this OOC thread for the impending PvP. I take it the posting order will be: @Ravendark @Undine @Tristar @Kyle: The Rogue Also, currently, what is the distance as of the most recent post between Emerald and Sal? I assumed something like 50 yards or half a football-field away and...

Yo. I made an open thread if anybody wanted to join. I was planning on doing a thread that explored some of the more mystical and spiritual aspects of the Dark Side while throwing in some action in here and there. If any of you are down, I'd be stoked to rp with you guys...

Sal stood atop the Great Pyramid of Yavin IV, staring off into the horizon. Standing here, he could not help but contemplate the past few months. He had slaved away tirelessly in his lab, studying data and pulling out old research on the sole obsession of his psyche: the galactic center. In...

Hey you, yeah, you. Are you a new member? Are you interested in meeting other new sith members? Do you wanna try out some pvp or go your first fight without fear of death? Do you like shameless wrestling references? Then boy have I got the thing for you! Monday Night Empire is a pet...

NAME: Armani Fett AGE: 30 SPECIES: Corellian FACTION: Mandalorian RANK: Commando HEIGHT: 6'1" WEIGHT: 190 lbs HAIR COLOR: Blonde EYE COLOR: Brown FORCE: Nope. STRENGTH: █████████ DEXTERITY: █████████ STAMINA: █████████ INTELLIGENCE: █████████ WISDOM: █████████ CHARISMA: █████████ Armani...

Sal stood aboard the Imperial transport, looking out the small open slits in the sliding side-doors down at the planet below. Belsavis was an interesting place, one that somehow managed to survive despite the hazardous conditions commong throughout the planet. The Devaronian could see some heavy...

MISSION: A Matron's Steed OBJECTIVE: Aquire a bull rancor and deliver it to the Singing Mountain Clan. TIPS: Rancor are a sign of status among the Nightsister clans. Those clans that tame them have more political clout amongst the other clans than those that don't. Bull rancors, however, are...

What a B-E-A-utiful Day There they all were then. The vagabonds, the outcasts, the galactic garbage, they were quite the merry band. Mercenary work was never something that Athir had ever thought himself doing 5 years ago, yet times were tough, and it was becoming increasingly important for a...

Athir peered out over the red world before him, Dathomir. The red zabrak had never visited the homeworld of the other half of his species, he had come from Irodia, the ancestral home of his kind, this was a foreign place to him, and one that he frankly never had wished to have to visit. He...

Where the hell was he? Athir sat on a beat-up chair on the isolated and uninhabited stretch of beach. The Otho, his freighter, was like a dead husk sitting about 30 meters or so away from him. The zabrak eyed it over his shoulder for a moment, noting the multiple black spots and holes in it...

Athir's eyes had a glassy look in them as he looked out of the cockpit at the streaking lights and colors of hyperspace. Even now Lightspeed never ceased to amaze him. It was beautiful almost, the feeling of flying through space as fast as light itself, watching as the world passed you by. The...

NAME: Saladin D'vant AGE: 28 SPECIES: Devaronian Voice: Tommy Wiseau FACTION: Sith Empire RANK: Sorcerer (Marauder) HEIGHT: 6'2" WEIGHT: 190lbs HAIR COLOR: Black EYE COLOR: Yellow FORCE: Trained STRENGTH: █████████ DEXTERITY: █████████ STAMINA: █████████ INTELLIGENCE: █████████ WISDOM...

Where the hell was he? Athir sat on a beat-up chair on the isolated and uninhabited stretch of beach. The Otho, his freighter, was like a dead husk sitting about 30 meters or so away from him. The zabrak eyed it over his shoulder for a moment, noting the multiple black spots and holes in it...