A Point of PrideA Point of PrideA 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 tr
Deathseeker Story Arc GuideCast of Major CharactersDeathseeker Story Arc Guide
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 commi
BeginningsLegend of the Five Rings Beginnings Short Fiction by Randy JacksonBeginnings
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. Ea
Death of an AkodoLegend of the Five Rings Death of an Akodo Short Fiction by Randy JacksonDeath of an Akodo
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 agains
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If I have given you delight/ with aught that I have done/ let me lie quiet in that night/ which shall be yours anon./ and for the little, little span/ the dead are born in mind/ seek not to question other than/ the books I leave behind.
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I have grown tired of the world around me and wish for eternal slumber. If you can give me that then I will give you peace of mind.
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I have grown tired of the world around me and wish for eternal slumber. If you can give me that then I will give you peace of mind.
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"All human activity lies within the artists' scope."
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