It had been a calm evening on Tython; the light of the sun had all but faded and the stars were shining fiercely in a configuration that was breathtaking in its natural beauty. It was a shame that the Jedi, arch-enemies of the Empress and the Dark Lord, would not be able to hold this place for...
The anti-air complex had been captured by the two members of the Black Hand, freeing the skies for their approach. The Wraith and her partner had distracted security forces on the planet with their income-threatening explosion. The system defense fleet was destroyed, along with a great deal of...
A small detachment was arrayed, five on either side in formation, to receive a Lord of the Sith at the docking umbilicus of the Hunter class corvette Katarn as it drifted in a parking orbit above Korriban, reaching its apoapsis of a few million kilometers at 1800 hours local time. To complete...
There was always something else to do, and the War Master’s time and attention was the greatest currency he could offer to those who had supported him. And so here he was again, in the early evening of local time in the space around Botajef, assisting the ambition of Head Warden Xornoth Sk’ar...
His last transmission to the various arms of the operation to seize Kessel from the filthy pirates that controlled it and enslaved many sapient beings for profits was, however, conducted via holographic technology, the War Master’s visage rendered as three-dimensional light before the Head...
A bass-toned and fairly expressively vocabulated voice rumbled through earpieces as the War Master’s speech was rendered in Basic, his words direct and terse but not unkind as he laid out objectives for his soldiery. This operation was too sensitive for holographic communication.
“Our fleet...
A bass-toned and fairly expressively vocabulated voice rumbled through earpieces as the War Master’s speech was rendered in Basic, his words direct and terse but not unkind as he laid out objectives. This operation was too sensitive for holographic communication.
“Your objective is the main...
A bass-toned and fairly expressively vocabulated voice rumbled through earpieces as the War Master’s speech was rendered in Basic, his words direct and terse but not unkind as he laid out objectives. This operation was too sensitive for holographic communication.
“Your target is a moderately...
The War Master surveyed the damage with a displeased frown marring his features, scrunching up the streak of curious fur that defined his face. Damn, what a mess this was. The Chef hadn't even wanted to let him in here, but between Kalladrrl's authority and the presence of three platoons of...
His eyes snapped opened from his meditation on his place within the Empire. The time had come and he was deliberate in his purpose. It was time for Kalladrrl to show the Empire and the galaxy at large the strength of his resolve and the progress he had made as a warrior and he would not be...
The shuttle rumbled as it cut through the atmosphere, its hull groaning against the shearing of the winds that buffeted it from all sides. He'd wanted the two of them to have a stunning view of the ocean and fate, as fickle as it could be, granted them nothing despite their imminent touchdown on...
Even amongst the overwhelming power of Korriban, revealed to him with his rudimentary and instinctive control of the Force, he could feel her and his heart sang at her presence. Vex. Even within the darkness of the temple and one of its many training rooms, Vex was like a beacon burning brightly...
He extricated himself from her again as they rode the lift, but solely out of utility and reluctantly at that. Kalladrrl took the now ruined garment off and employed it for its last use before it was no doubt incinerated far away from the high class, luxury penthouses of Lothal. He scrubbed it...
Roche
2100 Hours
Damn, but this was an odd place. Humid and hot. But more hot and humid than even the jungles around the equatorial seas of Kashyyyk and the trees around Hurrthrakarrna. The fact that the Wookiee wore a new and fuller suit of armor did not add to his heat-dispensing...
Wookiees enjoyed a certain status in the galaxy; they were known for their bad tempers, their loyalty, and their strength, among other qualities. One of their gifts that set them above what Kalladrrl saw as lesser beings was their longevity. Why, his own great-grandmother had lived into her...
They’d come aboard the ship separately and were due to depart shortly, spending their time within the ship at menial positions. Unfortunately, the handler had refused to put him in the galley, which was a shame because Kalladrrl had a fantastic palette and a real flair for cooking. They’d said...
The fact that nature had been utterly subjugated on this forsaken, city-bound planet irked Kalladrrl to no end. Even smoky, polluted Ord Mantell had trees. Tatooine…not so much. There was too much nature for anyone to possibly tame, however. The desert wouldn’t let them tame it. The dragons and...
Emotive, lowkey music warbled merrily from both the metal jukebox and paired speakers suspended from the high ceilings of the dimly lit lounge, cheerful red paint peeling off the stucco walls all around them; the sound was flattened and tinny, the electrics of the speakers battered by years of...