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The last thing I remembered was falling in the crystal caves on Dantooine, but when I opened my eyes, I found myself back on Nar Shaddaa. I thought that this might have been a memory; you know, like ones that reoccur through your dreams until they arrive back to your conscious memory; but the odd thing was that I was standing on a landing pad in front of a ship that anyone in known, maybe even unknown, space would recognise: The Ebon Hawk. I took a few steps towards the ship and put my hand on the outer casing.

Title says it all.

                 Mical watched Atton leave. Atton's behavior was definitely troubling. He needed time to grieve or he was in danger of snapping. Unfortunately, time was a luxury they could not afford at the moment. Mical told himself he would simply have to keep a close eye on him.

Caves are terrifying... Especially if they show you your darkest moments... and a twist of the present...

A sampling of recordings from Revan's best-kept secret: his personal holocron.

Spoilers Alert: READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, it has spoilers connecting to both my main stories and to KotOR II. So if you'd rather wait for my to finish publishing those stories do so, but if not, feel free to read it.

The Exile returns to confront Atton and show him what she has become.

As Revan's future hangs on a critical Senate vote, two men become unexpected allies... and begrudging family.

This is too easy, he thought to himself before he began to speak. "Either I've died and gone to heaven or the Juma's finally getting to me," he continued, "tell me: are you an angel?"

The woman caught his eyes with a confused look and Atton quickly corrected himself. "Whoa, I hope some poor kid doesn't use that line in the future." He gave a small chuckle, as did the woman whose cheeks had become a bright red despite her tanned skin. "So tell me, what are you doing here?"

Revan leaned forward over the table, her eyes hard in the dim light. "That's why nobody can know I came back. Tell them I'm dead, tell them you got a message from me that confirmed I wasn't coming back, tell them anything but the truth." 

The inevitable meeting between Helena Shan and Revan

"Lady Kreia, I am afraid that I must respond that you are not the only user of the Dark Side," he replied, the lightning arcing between his fingers growing more intense. He blinked and for a moment his eyes took on a terrible sulfurous color before he blinked again and his eyes had returned to their normal blue. "Now, apologize."

Kreia paused before turning to Atton.

"I apologize," she said, the words hissing out through gritted teeth.

Exodus: Carver's extended stay on Dxun comes to an end, and one ally's final slight seals his fate.

Two drawings - Mission Vao and my KotOR 1 Jedi Consular.

She was still waiting for his return, so they may begin the
final battle against the real threat.

The final chapter in the 'Vignettes' series.

The Star Forge - the final confrontation - aftermath

Post-SF, Bastila must deal with the consequences of her fall.

Pilot – Traffic – Reflection – Departure

And then Arikal looked at the pair with new eyes and a new heart. She saw them not as the heroes everyone else thought them to be, but as themselves. She saw Revan’s true enjoyment of Malak’s strong hands and their caress. She saw the lust in Malak’s eyes, the red specks even more evident in both pairs of eyes. And fear roared through her. She looked out the conference room’s window to the stars. “You’re not going to be able to get away with this,” she said softly.

A conversation with HK-47, The Star Forge - Meeting with Bastila.

Note: This is the penultimate chapter to the series.

Headtails! And freckles!

*Here at the end of all things...* 

   Revan reached out for the datapad but her body wouldn't move anymore. Everything felt warm and soft, the pain was fading away, the world a light blur and Carth's body against hers was bliss...

It is a time of great uncertainty.  Twenty years have passed since the Great Sith War, which brought the Galaxy to its knees.  The Republic teeters on the edge of a delicate balance as it continues to rebuild war torn systems.  The Jedi Order, now centralized under the direction of the High Council on Coruscant, continues to recover from its tarnished reputation at the hands of the fallen Jedi Exur Kun and Ulic Quel Droma.  With the Jedi Order at half-strength and the aging Republic fleet stretched thin, thousands of systems on the Outer Rim are left to fend for themselves against a looming threat with the planet of Deralia being among the first to fall to the Mandalorian onslaught.

It's an absolutely beautiful feeling standing in the spring rain with the ones you love, on the planet you love.

Set during the Telos Bombardment, Carth arrives on Telos to search for his wife and son.

"I got a good look at her Force aura. Strong Shielding. Likes her privacy. A raging inferno, though. Her power is like spilt fuel...it gets on anything, it can and will burn. I still don't understand why you are so interested in her. I just think she is an anomaly."

"Alek, I love how you can be so nonchalant about encountering a powerhouse. What ever would I do without you?"

At this, Alek sweapt the white haired, ruby eyed Revan into his arms. "You'd probably be a great deal more bored. Maybe you would take up sewing."

Visas revists her homeland, only to find a barren wastland

Lehon - The Temple of the Ancients - Bastila

Revan's travels take her to visit Jolee Bindo on the world of Gala...

Revan, now returned to the galaxy, seeks her old companions, starting with Dxun...

Valia blinked at the strange new predicament, the illogic of it starting to anger her and began shivering. What the hell was going on? Was she hallucinating?

After many years, Revan finally returns to the galaxy...