Other K1 characters, Angst and Drama

"Victory to a Sith means an unequivocal demonstration that you have
superior power. Killing your enemy is the most common method of
neutralizing any future threat, but not the only one. It is a Sith's
responsibility to strike only when their master is of no further use. An
apprentice who strikes too soon is just as useless as one who wastes
the Sith's strength waiting for her master to die naturally. The fact
the Jedi do not replace their senile masters is part of the reason their
philosophy and outlook ossifies while we are constantly changing and
adapting."

Carth knew he was courting trouble, but curiosity got
the better of him. "What is the Force? I hear a lot of talk about it,
but nothing on what it is."

Uthar pushed away from the table.
"That, Mr. Antilles, is a very good place to start."

The elevator ride down to the Lower City was filled with silence. Mag was clearly furious with Carth; she had turned her back to him and was concentrating on her data pad.

            However, Mag was only pretending to be interested in her data pad. It gave her an excuse to not have to look at Carth. How dare he suggest that she had had something to do with the attack on the Spire! She hated the Sith as much as he did. Sure, she wasn’t the most patriotic of citizens, but the preserving the Republic was still important to her. The statement that irked her the most though was the Carth assumed that she was going to leave him behind to die in the sewers. The thought had never even crossed her mind. Mag owed him her life. He had risked his neck to pull her out of the escape pod. She wasn’t about to repay him by ditching him.

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

Interlude - Battle Meditation

I don't know how, or why, I've been brought into the KotOR Universe. I've been forced into helping Revan, who doesn't know who he is, stop Malak and the Sith. But unlike the crew of the Ebon Hawk, I know exactly what is going to happen. (Self-insert. Revan/Bastila. Changes to the main story. KotOR 1.) Chapter 26: Lesson Time

I don't know how, or why, I've been brought into the KotOR Universe. I've been forced into helping Revan, who doesn't know who he is, stop Malak and the Sith. But unlike the crew of the Ebon Hawk, I know exactly what is going to happen. (Self-insert. Revan/Bastila. Changes to the main story. KotOR 1.) Chapter 25: Spelunking and Potholing

The repercussions of the actions of the Jedi Council have a profound effect on Revan as he struggles with his newly permanent Raxle Signus identity.

 Not much action (if any) so it's a new direction for me, but hopefully a new take on Revan that not many have read before. :) 

I don't know how, or why, I've been brought into the KotOR Universe. I've been forced into helping Revan, who doesn't know who he is, stop Malak and the Sith. But unlike the crew of the Ebon Hawk, I know exactly what is going to happen. (Self-insert. Revan/Bastila. Changes to the main story. KotOR 1.) Chapter 24: ... It Pours

Remember that murder investigation you have to solve during your stay on Dantooine in K1? And remember the participants of that particular investigation? Well, this is a small insight into the previous relationship between the murder victim and one of the suspects. Hope you'll like it.   

With
a bow, the battle began. They circled, assessing one another, weighing
the other's intention. Seeing what she thought was an opening, Channa
struck out with a swift kick to Revan's hip. Revan twisted out of the
way, and countered with a savage backhand – testing her, seeing if she
would indeed take their battle seriously – I need one who can become my equal, not a supplicant.

Kairi tried not to shudder. Of
course, she had seen the stark resemblance between the younger Onasi and
the one she knew well. Dustil had the same auburn hair and angular jaw -
even his emotional pattern and Force aura felt similar, though the
younger man was marked by the desperation of a wounded predator. If
possible, Dustil would be spared. However, if he proved a danger, then
it would be easier to blame the dangers of the academy...

Innocence never lasts. It is too easily broken, too easily turned to ash when exposed to the harsh realities of the universe. And when innocence dies, something else must step in and replace the void.

The Dark Side is always eager to volunteer.

            Mag and Carth walked down the hall and easily found the dining room from the amount of noise echoing out of the partially closed door. They grabbed a couple of plates of food each and sat down at the last empty table in the room.

            The food wasn’t anything fancy, but it was hearty. Carth and Mag ate greedily, figuring since they had a big job for Gadon, their next meal could be many hours away.

            Carth was about to ask Mag a question when they were joined by a member of the Beks.

            He was a very handsome human. Between his sandy-blond hair, dark green eyes, and strong, square jaw, the man could have been a model.

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.

I don't know how, or why, I've been brought into the KotOR Universe. I've been forced into helping Revan, who doesn't know who he is, stop Malak and the Sith. But unlike the crew of the Ebon Hawk, I know exactly what is going to happen. (Self-insert. Revan/Bastila. Changes to the main story. KotOR 1.) Chapter 23: When It Rains

I don't know how, or why, I've been brought into the KotOR Universe. I've been forced into helping Revan, who doesn't know who he is, stop Malak and the Sith. But unlike the crew of the Ebon Hawk, I know exactly what is going to happen. (Self-insert. Revan/Bastila. Changes to the main story. KotOR 1.) Chapter 22: The Calm Before The Storm

I don't know how, or why, I've been brought into the KotOR Universe. I've been forced into helping Revan, who doesn't know who he is, stop Malak and the Sith. But unlike the crew of the Ebon Hawk, I know exactly what is going to happen. (Self-insert. Revan/Bastila. Changes to the main story. KotOR 1.) Chapter 21: Two Truths and a Lie

Carth and Mag got lost on their way to the party. The streets of Upper Taris were narrow and confusing and many of the street signs were missing. When the two of them finally found the correct address, the party was in full swing. 

I don't know how, or why, I've been brought into the KotOR Universe. I've been forced into helping Revan, who doesn't know who he is, stop Malak and the Sith. But unlike the crew of the Ebon Hawk, I know exactly what is going to happen. (Self-insert. Revan/Bastila. Changes to the main story. KotOR 1.) Chapter 19: Too Late

I don't know how, or why, I've been brought into the KotOR Universe. I've been forced into helping Revan, who doesn't know who he is, stop Malak and the Sith. But unlike the crew of the Ebon Hawk, I know exactly what is going to happen. (Self-insert. Revan/Bastila. Changes to the main story. KotOR 1.) Chapter 18: Multiple Guess

I don't know how, or why, I've been brought into the KotOR Universe. I've been forced into helping Revan, who doesn't know who he is, stop Malak and the Sith. But unlike the crew of the Ebon Hawk, I know exactly what is going to happen. (Self-insert. Revan/Bastila. Changes to the main story. KotOR 1.) Chapter 15: Apocalypse

"You have your drinking problem!" pointed out Carth.
"It's not a problem, Carth, if it doesn't get in the way of anyone else," flung back Keira, upset at being put on the defensive.
"Well, maybe before you go around killing people because of their flaws, you should deal with yours," spat Carth.

And our duo explores the Upper City of Taris!

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

Appearances - A droid's ministrations - Evasiveness - Restless

“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 first chapter of my novelization of KOTOR 1, featuring a misanthropic Gray/LSF Revan ( "Keira" aka Revan).

This chapter features: Bastila and Carth at each other's throats before the Endar Spire even takes off, Revan beheading people, Trask's overall lack of sense in the battlefield, and lots and lots of alcoholic consumption on Revan's part. 

Thankfully, the escape pod landed on the night side of the planet. Although Carth could tell that he had at least a couple bruised bones, he lifted himself out of the escape pod.He grabbed the emergency pack and placed it over his shoulder. He then took to the task of getting Mag out of the pod. She was unconscious and still bleedingfrom the wound on her abdomen. Carth gingerly lifted her out of the pod and carefully made his way to a back alley. He examined her wounds and decided that they weren’t life threatening. Carth then picked her up and went to find a place to hide.

Mission gets bored, Zaalbar has a go at Jedi cuisine, and Hestra and Carth further their investigation into the Matale/Sandral problem.

I don't know how, or why, I've been brought into the KotOR Universe. I've been forced into helping Revan, who doesn't know who he is, stop Malak and the Sith. But unlike the crew of the Ebon Hawk, I know exactly what is going to happen. (Self-insert. Revan/Bastila. Changes to the main story. KotOR 1.) Chapter 13: Interlude

My retelling of KotOR, with a few personal tweaks.

Derran is called into the Jedi Enclave for an unknown reason. 

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....