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Game Recaps 2 ------------------ About two clicks off the coast... The party got off to a roaring start as the lum began to flow. Lines quickly formed at the beverage and snack table as the Rangers, Mandolorian and a few 501st collected their refreshments and staked out their place to relax and congregate. The atmosphere was congenial with members from the various commands mingling together, drinking and laughing. The newly promoted Captain Mereel, in full Mando regalia, stood quietly to the side, arm around the shoulders of his wife, the equally armored Lieutenant Mereel. After everyone took the time to thank he Doctor for the party, the

6/16/09 The cavern-like bunker room throbs with power in sync to the pulsating blood red lights on the towering fusion reactor. Like something out of macabre dream, the reactor beats like the living heart of some massive beast, its tentacles snaking into every corner and crevice. Alead, Sway, Girr and Shodu stand watch at the door with the last remaining three Antarian Rangers. Each member of the small assault team, now so much depleted, stare with dead eyes at the scene of utter carnage in the hall outside. Bodies, Ape, alien and human lie scattered in a tangled carpet of limbs and bodies. Friend and foe, nearly indistinguishable in the cl

A Point of Pride Rianna Saren guided her ship through the crowded skyways of Nar Shaddaa’s multi-layered cityscape. No matter how many times she returned to the Smuggler’s Moon, she could not help but feel disgusted by the filth and stench indicative of the Hutt Clan’s stranglehold on the planetoid. Even the Empire maintained only a token hold here this deep in Hutt space. She wound around a soaring tower before dropping onto an open pad. Unlike more regulated ports, pilots could set down more or less wherever they wished. Then again, on more civilized words, the worst you could expect from breaking traffic laws would be a ja

Cast of Major Characters Ookami (Formerly Akodo)- The Lion Clan are the right hand of the Empire. Honor is their watchword. For countless generations, the Lion have produced the Empire’s largest and finest armies. Of the families within the Lion Clan, the Akodo family hold the finest tacticians and commanders the Empire has ever seen. Ookami was born for command. Leadership and strategy are as much a part of him as flesh and blood. Only Honor holds more value to the young Lion samurai. With the loss of Honor, Ookami loses more than just his name and Clan, he loses his self. Without Honor he is just a shell. Rather than commit seppuku, r

Legend of the Five Rings Beginnings Short Fiction by Randy Jackson The deathseeker dojo is quiet in the early morning hours. A few of the unfortunate students are already going through warm up katas preparing for another day of grueling training. As usual no one speaks. The students and teachers of this particular dojo rarely if ever speak. They go about their duties in morose silence. Such is the life of the deathseeker. Suddenly hooves clatter outside. A few of the students look up from their forms eyeing the door with a dangerous suspicion. Visitors are rare. They draw their weapons without thought. Each harbors a glimmer of hope that

Legend of the Five Rings Death of an Akodo Short Fiction by Randy Jackson Ookami emerges from the, now silent, keep onto a field of carnage, under a gray, but clearing sky. Here and there a lone Tsuno fights on defiantly. Otherwise the ground is covered by nothing but shambling dead. No sooner does he appear the undead turn their madness filled eyes on him. He can feel their malice and hunger like a physical blow even from a distance. The first sign of his taint perhaps? Ookami does not care. He descends the last stone steps with a measured tread. Some time ago the prospect of standing alone against an army of undead would have at least b

Legend of the Five Rings Fall of Shiro no Namida no Wasure Short Fiction by Randy Jackson Hiruma Karada jogs down the muddy rise toward the distant castle gates. Across the open field under a raging sky the enemy stands waiting. Rank upon unholy rank of undead stand eerily silent, watching his small band of warriors and monsters draw close while around Karada the battle cries of his companions ring loudly in his ears. Karada’s voice joins his companions’ rumbling across the earth like thunder itself. Lightning. Before him the ranks of undead lower their weapons to accept his charge dead eyes full of hunger. Thunder. He breaks in

Legend of the Five Rings Shadow of the Stone Short Fiction by Randy Jackson …Shadowlands present day… Gazing down Oshi feels a monetary pang of regret as he watches Ookami’s companions charge across the muddy field toward the Bloodspeaker fortress. Even from this distance he can easily make out Hiruma Karada’s immense form leading the small band’s suicidal assault on the Bloodspeaker’s fortresses. As always, the Crab scout wears no armor other than a pair of heavy bracers strapped about his forearms, yet he runs through the hail of deadly missiles untouched as if the kami themselves have wrapped him their pro

Legend of the Five Rings Rain and Blood Short Fiction by Randy Jackson Rain pelts down as Ookami belly crawls through the black mud and course, brown grass. Beside him, Satomi slides silently through the underbrush like some ethereal snake without seeming effort. In the gloom of the stormy night she appears nothing more than a darker shadow on the blackened ground. Were it not that he already knows she is there he very well might never notice her lithe figure stalking beside him. The thought brings no comfort. Wet, sticky mud oozes between the pieces of his armor weighing him down. Ookami bites off a curse as his hand sinks up to the elbo