Rann had come to realize she was woefully unskilled at hiding her feelings. As she completed the motions of a portal spell — cast right in front of the Justicar while Westguard was on lockdown — she realized she had sent a challenging look at the paladin, as if daring her to try and stop […]
(( Related: SWTOR Journal (Halonan) Pen Pals, Letter to Jackie Rees #3. The following is on my SWTOR smuggler, Captain Jacqueline “Jackie” Rees. It’s sent over a secure HoloNet frequency to Halonan. )) Halo, You’re probably reading this while in your bunk. If you are, you’re going to sleep after this. A tired pilot is a dangerous pilot, […]
Mosur was only halfway to his destination before the winds began to howl and the softly falling snow picked up in pace and density. The weather in late Dragonblight evenings was always unpredictable, and Mosur knew he needed to speed up his travel. The wolf’s coat kept most of the chill off and made […]
Silence.. The cold, merciless sound of waiting… Waiting for something you know is coming, you cant stop it, you don’t want it, but there it is. Silence brings a wrench to your gut, the anticipation of rounding a corner you know is littered with enemies ready to end your life, and bring you that deafening […]
A book on chess lay atop frozen ground and a neatly folded cloak, page marked four in with a leaf. Beyond it, a mass of muscle and red fur moved to excise her restlessness. Reading was hard, much more so for her than she thought it ought to be; but it was what it was, […]
She sat up. This was good. There was grass under her legs and it tickled, and that fact surprised her. Honestly, grass never tickled – it sometimes scratched and often crunched and usually there was armor and most of the time she never noticed. It also tickled her butt, and that was … concerning. She […]
Prelude to Part VII: Travels of the Four, Part I: Displacement Travels of the Four, Part II: No Mercy Travels of the Four, Part III: The Bulwark Travels of the Four, Part IV: Disbelief Travels of the Four, Part V: A Fall Travels of the Four, Part VI: The Gray Maybe ——- (Written by Jarrick […]
(( The following is on my SWTOR smuggler, Captain Jacqueline “Jackie” Rees. )) She worked in the dark, lit only by holos. One display was a fuzzy overlay of Brembal’s Tattooine compound, another various holorecordings from the bowels of Nar Shadda. Continuous renders of the Tattooine compound churned, loaded, and reloaded, attempting to clear up the haze […]
(( Related: SWTOR Journal (Halonan) Pen Pals, Letter to Jackie Rees #2. The following is on my SWTOR smuggler, Captain Jacqueline “Jackie” Rees. It’s sent over a secure HoloNet frequency to Halonan. )) Asshole Fashion Consultant, Send me more of that kind of stuff and next time you come around, I�m going to stuff you into it. I […]
In the earliest moments of dawn, Arialynn rose. Westward was never unmanned, but just as the sun�s edges peaked over a sea dotted with ice, the fort was at its quietest. Like a quick breath before a strike. Fully armored and wrapped warmly in her white cloak, the Justicar walked the grounds. In recent weeks, […]
Prelude to Part VI: Travels of the Four, Part I: Displacement Travels of the Four, Part II: No Mercy Travels of the Four, Part III: The Bulwark Travels of the Four, Part IV: Disbelief Travels of the Four, Part V: A Fall ——– (Written by Sigmar) Sigmar crouched behind a fallen stone pillar, peering over […]
(( Related: SWTOR Journal (Halonan): Pen Pals, Letter to Jackie Rees. The following is on my SWTOR smuggler, Captain Jacqueline “Jackie” Rees. It’s sent over a secure HoloNet frequency to Halonan. )) Halo, Sounds like you’re starting at the bottom. Don’t let it tug on you. Pretty much anytime you start somewhere new you start with nothing. It’s […]
(( Related: SWTOR Journal (Brembal) Delicate Smiles. The following is on a SWTOR character of mine, Vanessa. She’s a young child currently in Brembal’s care in an undisclosed location. )) Flashes in the dark. Thudding in the night. In her dreams, she was surrounded, bolts piercing all around her, superheating each slice of air as they cut […]
I think perhaps I was unprepared. And that is an understatement. This life, outside of Tython, is far, far more complex then I could have imagined. These emotions, far more powerful. I thought I could manage it, with meditation, with my logic. I was always told I was one of the more level headed students […]
There were stories, tales where the antagonist changed their very way of being in the last chapter and did ‘the right thing‘ saving everyone. Why did people write stories like that? That’s not how the world worked, why did people cling to beliefs and hopes like that. It only hurt them in the end. […]
Prelude to Part IV: Travels of the Four, Part I: Displacement Travels of the Four, Part II: No Mercy Travels of the Four, Part III: The Bulwark ———– (Written by Rynath) How could have this all had happened. The thoughts raced through the ebon haired, pale skinned, Gilnean man�s head as he laid still, not […]
Prelude to Part V: Travels of the Four, Part I: Displacement Travels of the Four, Part II: No Mercy Travels of the Four, Part III: The Bulwark Travels of the Four, Part IV: Disbelief ——— (Written by Rynarth) The harsh wind struck Rynarth�s bare face quickly as he turned in the direction of the blowing, […]
The sound of pounding could be heard through out the halls of the stronghold, Claps of dull thunder rolling through the Kaas jungles, fluctuations of frustrations and fury, buried for so long. The poor dummy in the training room is dented and pummeld by the fists of frustration, burning inside from Xins heart, the night’s […]
(( Related: SWTOR Journal (Brembal) Paternal Instinct. The following is on my SWTOR smuggler, Captain Jacqueline “Jackie” Rees. )) The guards escorted her all the way to the tarmac. They lay no hand on her, but the tension was thick in the air. Burned, bloodied, and her body suit armor caked in Tatooine dust, Jacqueline Rees walked from […]
Bedisa strode into the bedroom of the luxury suite Brembal had booked. Leaving him outside the doors, for now. A few breaths later she had her hand on a table, leaning on it for support. The anger…oh gods, the anger. The adrenalin was still there, the power…and it was leaving, now, which she was grateful […]
She walked out to the far edges of the desert compound, wearing just a simply, light robe, a hood purely to protect her head from the worst of the sun. Bedisa didn’t mind the heat, not even on Tattooine, and she had a need right now to make use of it. A seperate time for […]
3653 BBY Coruscant Jedi Service Corps Training Grounds �Private Geers!� Even amidst the steady sound of firing rifles, Yusriyah�s voice cut through to the gaggle of trainees she�d received. Her tone was as it always was around her new recruits–firm and demanding. The following approach towards the young male was an inexorable march of an […]
Officer’s Journal Entry #1162 Back home, in Stormwind. But is it where I belong? Am I safe here? Perhaps less so than where Seella is as she has moved to the Exodar with our children since I needed to establish the garrison on Draenor. I go to see all of them on a regular basis, […]
(( Related: The upcoming SWTOR RP & Event Night. The following is on my SWTOR smuggler, Captain Jacqueline “Jackie” Rees. )) Her gear fit easily enough. Donning her characteristic black, Jacqueline checked over her armor suit for tears of weaknesses. In spite of many recent encounters, the armor held up well. With practiced precision, she […]
If there is anything I have learned so far, it is that no one is without flaw. What…surprises me, maybe, is that I am aware, and have mentioned before, that Brembal himself is most certainly one of those people. I love him, but at every step of our relationship I see more of the whole. […]