Male Exile

“Sir, I count twenty-one cruiser sized capital ships, several flights of enemy fighter-craft and several salvage ships working on crippled battleships. I also have their flagship dead ahead, sir.”

“All hands prepare for evasive action.” Even as he said it, Markus could feel the great ship’s inertial dampeners strain as his pilot dove, franticly searching for an escape from the capital ships bearing down on them from all sides

Quick sketches of Kotor Faces from games 1 & 2 and the comics.

The space between the twin planetoids lit up again, this time because of the laser fire coming from thousands of one man fighter craft and the resulting explosions. Hundreds of craft were destroyed instantly, but thousands more made it past the fighter screens and neared their objectives. Torpedoes were launched as anti-aircraft batteries opened up on the approaching waves. More explosions, more light, then, right when the crew thought there could be nothing left on either side, reinforcements appeared. The new ships arrived from the same direction the invading fleet had and shared a similar design as well. In addition, they also included what had to have been the flagship of the fleet. The ship was a goliath; fifty percent bigger than anything else in the battle, the rest of the fleet was arranged in a semi circle before it.

SNAFU: Carver returns to Dxun, and things haven't gone as planned. Worse, Carver's anger has been loosed...

Regaining his strength, he clasped the attacker's arm, and fed visions into its head. Images of War, Death and inconceivable horror transmitted across their minds. The young grunt saw Malachor, saw the slave crew of the Ravager, and saw....vividly....the blazing eyes of The Sith Lord, engrained upon the mind like searing coals.

Crimson Fire crackled and spat over the intruder's head as the Neural Shock line the Lieutenant tossed was broken in two by a Lightsaber, glowing redder than a laigrek's eye. The figure rose and dashed forward with startling speed, motioning with its hand. Suddenly, the entire platoon was pushed back by an invisible Force. The Lieutenant bolted up, only to see crackling, shocking bolts of light flying towards him. Everything went Black.

It was a memory he managed to drown out most of the time, but every so often he could hear the Sith holocrons hissing in cacophonic disarray as he plunged his saber deep into her heart, removed it, and did so again. And again. And again.

He was jealous of her flawless pale face, her wide eyes like forget-me-nots. And he wouldn’t forget; he memorized people’s eyes, always. It was how he remembered people, no matter how much they changed, because their eyes would always remain the same. To Mical, they were the most important part of a person, the most beautiful part.

For some time now, ever since I wrote my first fan fic, I wanted to write what is arguably close to being my favorite part of the KOTOR series and even all of Star Wars itself: the Tomb of Ludo Kressh, as seen in KOTOR 2. Therefore, I have written my favorite part of the tomb, which is the vision of Kreia and the others. As a bonus, I also included something which was cut from the original game, namely an unexpected encounter with the son of Carth Onasi.

Maybe I love him. I can't tell. Some deep realm of me believes it, that I love him. I could.

Where does someone like Kai Lugo belong in the galaxy? In the Jedi Order? Back down in the depths of Coruscant? As one who has always questioned his place in life, Kai has no idea how fragile his current place in the Order is. And as some truths of himself are revealed to him in Order to help answer that question, others are kept secret in order to protect him from the dangers they represent, to him and all others around him.

Revan, Bastila, and Carth witness the strength of the True Sith Navy, while Jaden and Canderous battle not just for the survivors of the colony but ultimately for their own lives. How will the first battle of the True Sith War play out?

“You can talk to me.” It’s my best offer.

He shakes his head, but he doesn’t move. We stand like that, just staring at each other. It’s like a stalemate. Sometimes I believe he is more closed up than I am, my Bao-Dur.

"A scattered dream that's like far-off memory" "A far-off memory that's like a scattered dream"
"I want to line the pieces up" "Yours and Mine..." "You the life of the force and me the death of it..."
(Revan and Exile)

The Exile's past rears its ugly head and he is forced to tackle it, leading to a confrontation with Kreia that ultimately leaves him with...nothing.

So this is it- the bitter end. Revan and the Exile, Talon Wrek face each other one last time on her flagship, beyond the outer Rim.

Every cell on the back of his neck stood up. He sprung around and pointed the blaster to the darkness. Very slowly, a humming sound gradually echoing through the tunnel.

A remote.

 "What the....!" He cursed under his breath.

Kreia confronts the Exile with the “wisdom” of her years.

The Invaders: The alliance between Silas Carver and the Mandalorians threatens to break down as well as the loyalties within Carver's own crew.

The time is now. The True Sith make their opening move, and the Republic responds. The war has begun...

Both men took a deep breath and followed her to the center temple.  "Get in, get the key, and get out.  That's the plan," she said when they flanked her.

The Hunted: Silas Carver tangles with the apex predator of the Dxun jungle while Jaq dusts off some old interrogation techniques...

The Hunters: Carver searches for a zakkeg while Jaq recieves a rude awakening...

Uninvited Guests: Carver's crew is scattered around the Dxun jungle on missions for the Mandalorians. HK and Jaq reach their targets first...

Yesterday's Enemy: Silas Carver and his crew reunite with old enemies and form an uneasy alliance. But getting to Onderon may prove more difficult than they originally believed.

Jungle Tour: An unfriendly welcome on Onderon leads to a crashland on Dxun. But the crew may not be as alone on the moon as they believe...

Finished Business: An assault on Goto's yacht leads to new allies and an encounter with one of the Jedi Masters. And Carver's plans begin to take shape...

Gangster's Machinations: Silas Carver continues to search for Visquis while his crew continues to search for him.

Hunting Grounds: As the search for the Jedi continues, the bounty hunters close in, and Silas Carver gets invited to a trap.

. . . Dustil realized exactly where to look: The Room of a Thousand Fountains.