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The Misty Mountains It had begun. At least, in a manner of speaking. Telunaris's journey had actually begun in an entirely different part of the galaxy altogether, but now it felt more real, more... legitimized_as opposed haphazard. From the solace and serenity of Tython, Telunaris had departed...

It was loud... but, wasn't. The air was still, but there was an outcry in the air, as if one were in the midst of a mighty and terrible storm. Shadows obscured all sight, as if trying to peer through tendrils of grayish-black smoke. As he reached up, clear as a cloudless sky, he saw his hands...

Hoth The Jagged Plains Third-Quarter of the Ninth Hour Even in the quietest of places, one almost couldn't hear it. Soft, padded feet, burrowing small tunnels through the ice. It's squeaks, almost like high-pitched whispers, and its blue eyes, almost luminescent. It was the first thing Telunaris...

Winterborn Hoth Kerane Valley First-Quarter of the Thirteenth Hour Most people couldn't hear it. In fact, most didn't even know_to listen_for it, but in the deep valleys of Hoth, below the crags and between the mountains, the cold world sang. It was the wind on the air, and most would have...

Every footfall left an echo, however gentle. Every brushing of his foot against the ground below whipped up tendrils of dust and dirst, ambiently floating about as relatively undisturbed pathways were tread upon. Where he was now was as dark one could imagine underground would_be. The Deucalian...

Telunaris's pupils contracted as sparks of reddish-amber crackled like a spray of fire. The collision of lightsabers, one blade against another, converged like an eruption electrical arcs as the Deucalian Jedi battled with one of the invading Exiles, having struck his enemy's lightsaber with a...

"ATHUGIÐ: AFGANGUR TÓMIÐKEÐJA ALLT FARÞEGAR SKAL FINNA STAÐFERÐARSTÖÐUR SÍÐU." It almost didn't seem real. It was a very rare sight indeed to find so many of the Deucalian clans gathered into one place, at one time. They were a nomadic people by nature, scattered and spread about. Few things...

Theme So this is Urdur... It had been a long journey to be sure, but... here he was. Since he was a child, he'd longed to have visited this place. But his motivation for doing so—what compelled him to seek it out, back as a child, compared to who he was now, as a man—couldn't have been more...