Zarkun

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Jerus Je'and

I grin as I walk. "You know me, Becca. Dying just isn't on the to-do list."

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Star Wars - Galaxies at War[MULTIVERSE SPACESHIP RP]

XO Kol’Zife-In orbit above Muunilist

The call to action fell deaf on the Twi’lek’s ears as he kept hearing the words over and over again in his head that Alderaan would once more fall to be an example of a psychotic ruler’s power. Even without Falul saying anything, within moments, the Resurgence was already gone, it’s drive spun up and activated before the Separatist fleet had replied. As the stars around the ship and visible from the bridge became streaks of light, Kol’Zife fell into his seat, tears on his face. Elsewhere on the ship, one of the enlisted men had pulled a bottle of Corellian Whiskey from a hiding place under his bunk and sat alone, drinking.

No tears adorned his grim face, but it wasn’t hard to tell what was on his mind. The man’s name was Forzen Hartan, a member of Krayt Squad from the enlisted Infantry division on board and for him, the Alderaan Crisis was somewhat personal as he was a member of one of the lesser Houses from his home universe, House Hartan and had lost everyone he knew when Grand Moff Tarkin had used the Death Star to destroy the planet. He had been offworld at the time, along with most of his unit, to scout an asteroid belt that was suspected to house the base of operations for some pirates who’d been hitting Alderaan’s hyperspace lanes and take out the brigands, when they had returned a few days later, all they found was the asteroid field that was the planet’s remains.

Finding out what had happened to the world hadn’t been had, as Tarkin had ensured that all the worlds under the Empire’s control had seen a broadcast of what would happen if they took up arms against it anymore. Most of the men in Forzen’s unit gave up the will to fight after watching their homes, families, and loved ones instantly vaporized by a weapon powerful enough to crack a planet. Others decided to make a suicide attack on the local Imperial Garrison, deciding it was better to join their loved ones in death. They didn’t get too far before the AT-STs dealt with them. And Forzen and the rest? They became a rebel cell, using their experience as soldiers to wage guerilla warfare on the Garrison.

This fight went on for a couple of years before the cell was cornered and everyone wiped out. One of the members had been bribed by an Imperial squad captain to betray them and, well, the lesson learned by Forzen was members of House Rist would always take good coin over a good cause. The last member of house Hartan himself was barely alive and waiting for the Stormtrooper over him to execute him when the group that had cornered his cell were wiped out by four white armored individuals. They took him back to the Deep Labs and he joined the Remnant with the determination to punish the Empire.

Taking another deep swig, he felt a deep remorse at being in this alternate timeline of his own galaxy, because while he could fight the Empire here, it wasn’t the Empire that had wronged him. And when he’d learned they could possibly go to Alderaan, he vaguely hoped he’d see this universe’s version of his family. Now, with Anubis having decided to turn the planet into his example, the hurt from years prior was returning, the pain as he watched his homeworld vaporized with a single blast of a planet destroying weapon. And so he drank, trying to drown out the memories and pain.

On the engineering deck, three engineers, a human named Dwayne, a Twi’lek going by Xol’Tine, and a Selkath called Gersu played cards in silence. Before joining the Remnant, they’d all been to Alderaan, Xol’Tine’s family had even settled there before the Empire blasted it. The loss of the world had affected Dwayne’s business and personal life, as he’d been unable to really visit, but his sister had been when it was destroyed. As for Gersu, his parents had been helping an old family friend rebuild after a Kilik attack on her home and had been lost with its destruction, though they all mourned the loss of a culture and billions of lives regardless. Anubis choosing the planet as his example of the fate of rebels was wrong, but it only renewed the crew’s will to fight him.

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Jason Erthos-Organa Space Port, Alderaan

Even as Lord Organa went to leave, the members of the rag tag fleet that Elizabeth had summoned were getting to work trying to help evacuations. Jason followed the head of House Organa. “We can’t save them all.” Bail didn’t stop, but he did sigh heavily.

“I know. What aid can you offer?”

“Vael’Virisusai already went to inform our fleet, assuming the broadcast you were informed about was missed by them. They’ll get here as quick as they can, but it isn’t exactly hidden nearby. The Taris is available to offer what aid we can, but there’s not much space on an Arquitens-Class, as you already know.”

“Something is better than nothing. House Panteer and House Thul are already getting their people gathered as fast as they can and using the shuttles they have available to ferry them into orbit until aid ships from nearby systems can arrive.” He shakes his head. “Ulgo and Rist will be taking their own ships and Houses Alde, Antilles, and Cortess also took precautions to evacuate as many of their own as possible. The Kiliks will enjoy us leaving until the storms wipe them out, and perhaps some day…”

“You can repair the damage. We’ll have to hope you can, Lord Organa.”

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Jerus Je’and-Prancing Nexu, Nar Shaddaa

“Suppose you make a good point, much as I’d like to-” Whatever Jerus was about to say is cut off as Anubis makes his broadcast. Jerus watches with his jaw slack, as to many of the other beings whose jaws were visible or able to extend, or those who had them. When it ended, the bounty hunter stood, leaving credits behind to pay for the drinks. “You’ll fly with me D-0.”

“I prefer Dose.” Jerus sighs and nods.

“Dose it is. Either way, you’ll fly with me.”{ The droid nods an affirmative and stands to follow him. “Plan’s to head to Alderaan. Something tells me the fleet will be.”

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Jerius Je’and-Clan Ordo Camp, Dxun

Jerius stood with the beings around him, awaiting the return of Clan Ordo’s chief. After several minutes, she appeared, a heavy blaster rifle in hand. Upon seeing the head of the Tarantetek, however, a grin broke out on her face. “Well blast me in the knee, you actually brought that beast down. Suppose I should honor my side of our deal. What is it you want?” Jerius stepped fowards and bowed his head.

“Your clan’s alliance, Ordo’alor. To face a threat that could destroy the entirety of the galaxy. Do you feel like being a galactic savior?” Temari turned to Eri and appraised her before nodding.

“Gladly so long as that one agrees to exchange blows with me when next we get the chance. No armor of course.”

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Jerus Je'and

"Oh I'm not heading for the Tower. I trust that group to be fine. I'm gonna try and cut Stoneheart off, stop him before he makes a suicide run. One person won't be able to fell that psycho, we already know that."

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Jerus Je'and

"We'll get her back, it just might take some time." Starting up the stairs, I glance back. "I'll meet up with Kamari, you should make sure Jakito's OK."

Star Wars - Knights of the Last Republic

And here is my Master Submission, for your review Septimus Prime.

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Jedi Master Riven Je'and

Riven Je’and

Age: 36
Species: Human
Initiate Trials: Having trained in the Dantooine Enclave as other members of her family had for generations, her trials consisted first of her knowledge of the Jedi Code by applying it in a series of situations that might call for its tenants. Her second test was a mock duel against a fellow initiate, his single blade against her double-bladed. Her final trial was to experience the Dark Side itself, aiding a fellow initiate who’d lost herself in her anger find her way back to the light. All these trials were passed with flying colors.
Physical Appearance: When catching the light just right, and she hasn’t died her hair some other color, the dark brown looks almost golden in color. Currently, however, the eccentric master has dyed it purple.
Lightsaber:Uses a double-bladed lightsaber with an orange blade.
Skills: Trained in Shii-Cho, Shien/Djem So, and Ataru, she chose to specialize and nearly master forms IV and V, with a focus on Djem So as the possibility of dueling one of the Separatists lightsaber weilding leaders increased over the course of the war. She’s also a decent shot with a blaster, as sometimes charging the enemy line, lightsaber drawn just isn’t practical.
Force Abilities: Along with a mastery of both pull and push, Riven has extensive mastery of many crowd control abilities, though the ability to lock even one opponent in a stasis field is difficult to master. Her most mastered ability, however, is a power known as Force Flame.
Weaknesses: Confidence, focus, and strength are the attributes that Riven seems to exude, however, below this is a struggle with crippling depression and a certain level of social anxiety, though she’s learned how to deal with both to some degree. Being a Jedi, after all, doesn’t mean you’re perfect.
Character History: Riven Je’and was born on the planet Dantooine to Terrance and Seraphine Je'and, both of whom were members of the planetary militia. By age four, however, she had been taken by the Jedi to Coruscant to train as an Initiate under Master Sinon. She had a natural affinity for it, however and picked up some tricks faster than others.

She trained tirelessly under Jedi Master Sinon’s tutelage under the other initiates and when the time came to build their sabers, she embraced the guidance of the Force and followed it. Upon the completion of her double-bladed lightsaber, and some follow up lessons, she took and passed the Initiate Trials alongside the other thirty initiates, but of those thirty, only 10 became Padawans, including Riven herself. From there, she traveled across the galaxy while training under a Nautolan Jedi Master named Runaan. He was as skilled as he was patient and she learned well under his tutelage, even beginning to find new ways to use her lightsaber to fight a variety of foes and fend off a number of creatures without having to overexert herself.

However, one thing that bothered her master was the hilt’s design. “It looks like something the ancient Sith would wield, combined with that of a Jedi’s weapon. Why would you build it to look like that?” Explaining that ignoring that the Sith were the balance to the Jedi and that she believed in maintaining balance when possible amazed the Nautolan, but he respected her wish to honor the entirety of the Force, as she did not have any desire to tamper with the Dark Side, merely acknowledge it.

In her twenty-fifth year, she was knighted after passing her Knight Trials and five years later, after brokering peace between two long time warring tribes on a planet on the edge of Wild Space, which the Jedi had been trying to broker peace on for six generations, she was granted the rank of master. She had trained only one Padawan before the outbreak of the Clone Wars three years later, a Mon Calamari named Troc Ruhde, who lead the 103rd Clone Infantry Division. Master Riven herself lead the 302nd Clone Assault Division, who was responsible for victories on less well known worlds of great strategic value. However, extended battle over the world of Manaan and on the surface required that the 302nd return to Coruscant for reinforcement and resupply. During this time, Riven went to the temple to rest up and meditate in relative peace until they were ready to move out again.

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Jerus Je'and

Watching Hayden walk away, I turn to Becca. "When this is over, you need to take that girl to a spa, and maybe remind her she's not quite the adult she thinks she is."

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Jerus Je'and

"But we might have some idea where he'll go." I turn to look out the hole Hayden's shuttle had put in the wall. "He's after the same thing we all are, the end of Jorg Sucal. He's gonna head straight to the Presidential Palace."

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Jerus Je'and

I grimace, but decide cutting to the point is the best way to go about it. "Poorly. We managed to lure both Stoneheart and Draxxal out and the latter of the pair is now dead, but..." I sigh. "Your dad's lost an arm and Cosen's pretty banged up, she still can't stand too well with the number head blows she took."

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Jerus Je'and

"Unless it was Hank who did the shutdown and server sweep. I doubt this New Empire sent any of their techs when they found out dad was sending an HK unit to aid with the attack." Looking out towards the site of the battle, I turn back towards Hayden. "Knowing your cousin, he's going to show up where he's needed when both we and he least expects it." I pause. "They're going to need reinforcements at the tower, aren't they?"

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Jerus Je'and

"That kid now has more than enough combat experience in his brain to turn you into Sith pie, remember that dear niece." I finish tinkering with pulling an armor plate off one of the droids and stand up straight. "Well, guess our next goal should be taking and holding the Senate Tower. How big are these feline Sith Hunters? And how many?"