Other K2 characters

The Exile goes into a cave on Korriban and is greeted with a vision of her past.

Revan and the Exile have left to fight in the Unknown Regions, but the greatest battle of all may be the one they face when they return.

Our close proximity only highlights how distant she seems.

“No, I’m THE Jedi.  The Grand Master, a Jedi Lord.  There won’t be another one for oh 3,900 years.”  Her sarcasm wasn’t lost on him; she could see him recognize that his vision and her statement were intertwined.  “And he’ll be short and green.”

The only thing more powerful than the Force, is alien alcohol.

Echoes: How do you kill a man who does not die?

After replaying both Knights of the Old Republic games the past few months, this plot gizka happily burrowed within my skull and has been there consistently throughout my time of playing. As such, I've taken to writing this and hold off on other stories until I can regain my ground.

What would you do if someone you truly loved left you behind, without little more than hints of what you would have to do? Would you heed their advice?

Canderous had little choice in the matter.

 This is his story....

Sith, smuggler, Scoundrel, and Pazaak master.

Jarred embraces the dark legacy of his past and fights for his future. A Dark Lord of the Sith meets his fate and Revan comes closer to the surface of Jarred's mind.

What makes a hero? His victories? His accomplishments? His character? His sins? Or his choices? The dark, gritty, novelized form of KotOR II. Begins at Dantooine. Recommended rating: PG-13 for blood, violence, and language.

Scarred: Once you encounter the enemy, no plan, no matter how well thought out, always falls apart.

Visas Marr....Title is self explanatory :)

This story is an adaption of the Grimm fairy tale "Fitcher's Bird," featuring the young future Jedi Exile, Bryony Thuvell, and a handfull of other K2 characters at the Dantooine Enclave.

Could it be that she was unhappy? Atton himself was happier than he had ever been. He had worried for awhile that he might grow bored with Liara as time went by but that had proven false. If anything, he relied on her more and more each day. She was his peace and that fact didn’t bother him anymore. His happiness being dependent on her was fine with him now. And Atton felt deep inside that she was content as well. Even with the constant reminder of his flaws, such as his yellow eyes, she loved him.

Erv's grip on his blaster relaxed and his hand dropped once again to his side. “So why am I here? I'm no commando,” he murmured.

“You said so yourself. One of those freaky Revan clones chose you,” Atton said, patting him on the back as in congratulations. “Call it the Force, or just dumb luck, kid, but that's the way these things normally work. Trouble comes to you.”

The youth glared back at him, cocky and defiant even as he knew he was outnumbered. In a way, it reminded Atton of his own self. Erv's lip curled. “That's not how it works.”

Gift art for a friend of her LSF!Exile and Atton Rand.

Toxel, son of the Exile, finds out more about his task from the now older members of his mother's crew.

Third installment of Nights of the New Republic, a parody. Part 3: In which Atton and the Disciple vie for the Exile's affections. I promise laughs, innuendo, snark, and bad poetry!

Fear the fist!!

(Be sure to read the Prologue first!)

Ethyl had never known the aqualish or huttese languages that the aliens used, but she could sense the base raw emotions that emitted from their angry foreign words. She finished her juma and turned slightly on her barstool. Physical eyes did not reveal the miniature but deadly blaster hidden in the Aqualish's left breast pocket, nor the vibroknife on the back of the larger nikto's belt, but their thoughts gave them away. They did not even know that Ethyl had entered their minds and absorbed all the information she needed for their next move.

“Do you wish to raise them yourself?”

“Give me a call when they're ready and I will select one. I'd like it if you could take care of the others until I return.”

The kaminoan bowed its head. “Thank you for your business, sir.”

“No,” Hagan smiled, showing his teeth, “Thank you.”

City of the Sith: Carver arrives on Korriban to find the abandoned city of Dreshdae is not. There is only one rule on Korriban: fight or die.

Atris had told the youngest Echani Handmaiden many things about the Jedi Exile, some most disreputable but, as Brianna investigated the rooms of the Ebon Hawk, all she could deduce was that he was a human being like any other. What she did find, which included a pair of Pazaak cards that had fallen below the pilot’s seat, a disabled HK unit in a side cargo compartment, a shoe left under a bunk in the starboard dormitory, and a pair of dirty socks in the refresher, did indicate that the majority of the current occupants of the Ebon Hawk were not female.

It was a beautiful day on Dxun. The sun was shining, the birds were singing and the poisonous spiders were out looking for legs to crawl up. Even the constant thunder of the metal noisemakers had lessened to a mere quiet echo. In short, everything was perfect.

Mical didn't return and Bastila is pressuring Jakkie to ask Shen to leave. Jakkie refuses to ask her best friend.

 Just if you've forgotten: Jakkie Rand, (Cakey) is the daughter of Atton Rand and the Exile. Her mother left her when she was very young and after her father was killed, she is forced to live with Mira and her son Shen. However, years later Mira is kidnapped by the exchange and Jakkie and Shen find themselves on Dantooine where Jakkie decides to retake her Jedi training. During her training she discovers a number of things, including a dark jedi from her mothers past...

Ducking, his hand connected with Bastila's lightsaber hilt and he pulled it in front of his face as a shield. The warrior's lightsaber was back in her hand, Dustil's in her belt.

The sabers clashed and Carth felt a mysterious thrill pass through his muscles as he turned the hilt and amazingly, the second blade of the lightsaber – which he had forgotten about – dislodged the warrior's mask.

But just as suddenly as the adrenaline pounded through his veins, everything came to a slow halt. He stared into the face of the woman that had attacked Bastila.

And he was afraid.

A short epilogue to tie up all the loose ends of this exciting 3D graphic novel. I hope you enjoyed the story!

The final chapter of this exciting 3D graphic novel is here...

Bao-Dur's insanity worsens. Revan is given a Darth Vader-style upgrade, need more be said?

"You are beautiful to me, and I have not felt anything but hate for anyone in so long." Sion looked to her face, expecting to see disgust at someone as grotesque as himself feeling anything for someone as exquisite as she was.