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IC: Jedi Master Taron Solo Ka'Kol Hangar Bay 13 Inside the Homebound Pariah Kuat System Taron climbed the ladder and settled in as the magnetic crane lifted Snarky up and locked him into the astromech socket of the Stealth-X. He looked around and took in the sights and smells and sounds. A...

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Task 2: A Mast(er) from the Past Kalum. Our history is what defines us. It teaches and guides us. It makes us what we are. It can also teach us lessons in what we should avoid. Choices we shouldn't make. For this task, I want you to pick a Jedi Master from our history and examine a mistake...

This thread will be where all of Kalum's Basic Tasks and Written Essays are posted for review. @Cardun Vrek

This thread will serve as the formal RP training thread for Padawan Kalum Alde. Any RPs we conduct together as a master and apprentice pair will be recorded here. @Cardun Vrek

IC: Taron Solo Ka'kol Home Space around Tython As he lowered his visor, Taron took everything in. The stars. The sun of the System, shining brightest in the distance. He checked his shields and laser cannons, pulling his display up to be sure his shields were powered and his laser cannons...

IC: Taron Solo Ka'Kol Makeshift Meditation Room Tython He hadn't truly slept in days. He kept seeing the assault on Coruscant. Only, he wasn't seeing it from his own eyes. He had been in the quarters hall, clearing them out, and in the hangar, making sure everyone was loaded up and getting...

IC: Taron Solo Ka'Kol Council Chambers Tython Shame. Regret. Pain. The pain of loss. In the last years, Taron had been handed much loss. With the coupe on Hapes, his whole family had been killed before the Order could respond. Then, the Sith had sacked Coruscant. They'd killed so many. They'd...

Name: Taron Solo Ka'Kol Age: 36 Sex: Male Species: Hapan Homeworld: Hapes Occupation: Jedi Master/Jedi Ace Height: 1.95m Appearance: Taron is tall and athletically thin, with bright grey, almost silver eyes and long red-brown hair. His body bears a few scars from training, and his wrists are...

IC: Darth Feros Underdelve Korriban Feros ran. He ran even as the speeder sped past, the dull thwonk of durasteel meeting flesh and bone as it plowed over the helpless youths. "Well, that was probably less painful than what those three back there would do to them." He thought. "Probably a...

IC: Darth Feros Dungeons, Moving to the Tunnels Sith Temple Korriban By Any Means Necessary Feros had looked forward through the Force, but he didn't quite see so much as feel what was ahead. He heard screams, no, wails of sheer pain and terror. It made his stomach uneasy. The same way it...

IC: Darth Feros Tunnels Korriban Anticipation Ozone. The smell was familiar and, somehow, comforting in such a fray. He heard all around the snap-hiss of lightsabers coming to life. The dull wohmwohmwohm of the overheated plasma lighting the tunnels in a dull crimson. He had to admit...

IC: Darth Feros Moving to the Underlevels Sith Temple Korriban RUN! Feros had no time to get used to using his body again. It was old hat anyway, and they had no time to spare. Things were moving at a rapid pace, and Feros suddenly had no intention of dying here now that he'd just started...

IC: Darth Krayt/Darth Feros Sith Temple Korriban Schism Krayt was moving to the tunnels when it hit him like the shock of a vessel rent from Hyperspace by an Interdiction field. A blinding headache, coupled with a partial loss of bodily control. The Force felt, well it felt like nothing. It...

IC: Darth Krayt Battlements Korriban Krayt had lost himself in thought a bit after speaking, remembering back to his days in the catacombs. He hadn't realized that others had begun to move around him. His mind was on the days he had spent below, learning the ways of the Sith from a...

IC: Boba Fett Maul's Grotto Dathomir The ramp lowered with a classic whirring hiss, revealing Boba Fett standing there in his trademark pose, EE-3 propped on the crook of his hip, his right leg holding his weight. No one would have known it, but he was scowling and seething behind the cover...

IC: Darth Krayt Courtyard of the Sith Temple Korriban A Planet Lost Krayt's gamble had succeeded. He'd cleared the abomination from in front of him, and was moving to join the others when it felt like an invisible hand had slapped into him, swatting him away and tossing him a good 30 feet...

IC: Darth Krayt Temple Courtyard Korriban The Cries of War Like pitch-black tears, they fell from the obscene shapes in the sky. Drop pods. Smashing into the searing sand, kicking dust and rock in their magnanimous weight, and cracking like wicked eggs, spilling remains out about the sand...

IC: Darth Krayt Temple Courtyard Korriban A Beating of Shields Krayt had every intention of leaving. He had nearly made it to the door when a wave of pure anguish and misery rolled through the Force and hit him like a sandcrawler. It turned his stomach and nearly buckled his knees. He...

IC: Darth Krayt Execution Grounds Korriban He followed Apollyon, more as a political means than anything else. And as soon as he stepped out the doors, he felt it. Like a rushing flame, warm as the twin suns of native Tatooine. The Force. The Dark Side. His One constant companion. His eternal...