Imperial Bile
repayment will be forthcoming

Race, I will remember you:

Oh my dearest idiot brother! Your blood forever rendered spent at the hands of the Empire. Oh if mother had not sullied your brain with tales of great family lies to the gain of her own vile schemes. Oh how you and I might have once more enjoyed adventure on the distant moons of the galaxy in search for treasure and random hunting explorations. Alas, never again will I withstand your raucous revelries. The empire will pay dearly, no matter the lengths I must reach to uncover and dispel the darkness that has so long veiled our lives with frequent death and whispers wretched of truth. I blame mother and her foul ties to various Imperials over these last four years. Her so called friends she erred in melding the transportation guilds on Teyr with have given up much of their hands as my contacts through the Governor’s office have revealed. Uncle Revane has equally shared a disturbed interest keeping me abreast of these blood money trades running down her deeply soaking fingers. She thinks she knows she’s being watched. But she does not not know by whom. Her most recent frivolities have engorged my Naive brother Race into wiles of riches and gain with simple brainless tasks, unaware of her true motives. It ended in his death at the hands of yet another vile Imperial who will be brought to justice as I see to it he chokes on the stench of his own bile brought to fullness of light before the courts, exposed for all the galaxy to see! Brother I mourn thee! Mother I see thee! Empire, your own fodder will bury you!

My new found friends:

I am ever grateful to have stumbled into Hammer Time. Nothing pink and black should be consumed at once, let alone black! My skull was scraping for the ringing to end the following week thereafter! However, I find that by some coincidence I managed to connect with the crew who last saw my dearest dumb Race alive. The story was what I would have expected, blunt. That was Race of course. Yet, things seemed to always somehow turn out for him, but not this time, it was almost as though it were fixed.

Thank you my new found comrades for your hospitality, and kindness in mourning this loss. I will not forget this great act of uncommon brotherhood and respect for those who will never return in this life! I know truly, that along side these brave souls, we will travel, we will fight, and we will triumph together in this unraveling of mysteries!

Signing off-Javrece Moz Rilson – personal log 5257

A new home

Gort settled into his chair, taking a slow drag on his new pipe, recently acquired from a ramshackle marketplace on the ring.

The base in Valaar V had come together without a hitch. Indeed, a smuggler couldn’t ask for a better berth than among his compatriots in less-than-upstanding businesses.

He glanced over his todo list on his datapad. It was his responsibility to fix up the Rampant Standard and – more importantly – turn it into the finest vessel a crew could ask for. Gort took great pride in his vessel and the equipment of it’s crew. Secretly, he missed the days with his former captain and crew, but these youngbloods might yet turn out better than the former! His expertise would be a boon to them for sure.

Still, all that work for the future that could wait for the morning and instead Gort brought up his favorite Falruvian Saga, an epic tale in complex verse, and began to read.

Bek's Journal

After what it seemed like forever, we still couldn’t get in to the Hut’s party for the Gun Dark Open. You would think my womanly charm would work but alas, no. Which really doesn’t make sense to me knowing how any hut can be.

We are still trying to figure out a way in. We have a guy on the inside, sort of. I’m not sure if I trust him yet. Our droid some how made this contact and it’s not panning out. We need to get that spice!

I over heard a group of thugs, and my guess is they want it too or something. I’m glad they believed my story after they found me hiding. I’m not sure if I’d be writing this today if not.

Anyways, it’s frustrating that everything thing we tried to get into this party seemed to fail. What’s up with that?! It’s like the universe is against us. I’m fed up. Yeah.

Those were not the droids we were looking for...
Bek's Journal

Talk about a surprise. Here I thought we were going to check a mine and collect some cash for one of the Huts. We get there, it’s just about deserted except for some droids. It smells of sweat and dead bodies. I’m thinking there were space pirates who raided the place, which were going to pop out at any second. Every time we opened a door I was expecting someone or something to attack. Thankfully, there was a protocol droid who helped us out a bit.

By the time we got to the room where the entrance of the mine was, my guard was down because it seemed whoever had raided the place was gone, or so I thought. We got to the room and there were battle droids, unarmed, carrying boxes. The rest of the team went into the mine. I hung back, just in case. I had this uneasy feeling after they entered the mine. The droids were staring at me or watching me as it were. My guard went back up and I waited. Something wasn’t right.


I heard shots fired and soon over our com-links I learned Grot was shot. I ran into the mine entrance and got into one of the carts. I met up with the team. It was the miners!! They were protecting themselves from the droids. The droids went rogue! Before we knew it, we were fighting those droids who we thought didn’t have weapons. I hate liars like that.

To make matters worse, they about killed all of us. The minors sprang into action at the perfect time before we all were done.

The minors brought us back to health and explained to us what happened. We got half the money and took it back to the Hut. We explained everything to him and he understood, thankfully. I didn’t want to deal with him after that.Lizbeth Morton/Bek

Dral Verda!

I say Dral Verda. It’s what describes us wookiees best.


Good afternoon fellow adventurers! I am excited to begin traveling across the galaxy with you all. I am sure that we will make names for ourselves and build a reputation that precedes us where ever we may go. As we move forward, I suggest that we put forth a vote on a name to call ourselves and those that come to our cause. I humbly put forth a few options for you all to consider. Keep in mind that these are in my native tongue of Mando’a.

1. Aliit Be Verda
- This means Clan of Warriors.
2. Tsad Be Vu’traat
- This means Group of Special Forces
3. Evaar’la Vu’traat
- This means Young/New Special Forces.
4. Dral Verda
- This means Strong Warriors.

My personal favorite would be the fourth, for we are all warriors at heart, though our methods of approach and appearances may be different. I also feel that we are not close enough to call ourselves a Clan at this point. Maybe i the future we can contemplate a name change. Please reflect upon these options and respond with your votes, or any other suggestions you may have. Also, any combination or variation on these can be suggested as well! Thank you, vod! (brother, sister, comrade)

-Dra’lor Skirata
“Aliit ori’shya tal’din”
“Family is more than bloodline.”

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