[SWTOR] The Slave of Caur Le (I)

Dromond Kaas, Present day: Her hand ached. It always did, when it rained – it was something she had nearly forgotten over the last few years, living in the red dust of Korriban. It drove her to pace the room, up one side and back again, the ache feeding her irritability, the irritability feeding that […]

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{SWTOR} Slave Girl

Fealladh entered the Sith temple and stopped to get her bearings. She had come from that room, and they had said the dormitories were on the opposite… “Hey! Slave girl!” …side, so one of the hallways on her left should be… “I said, slave girl!” …the one she wanted, but which one? Perhaps… A rough […]

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