A decade has passed since the fall of the empire. But a new threat waits in the shadows. The Sith are planning their revenge, and to rebuild the empire anew. Will you fight with the Jedi, or the Sith?

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Name: Darth Vicous
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Alligance: Sith
Weapons: One purple lightsaber
Bio: Darth Vicous is a Jedi's worst nightmare, a mandalorian Sith. He was raised on mandalor, and learned that he was a direct decendent of the original mandalor. He trained on the Sith home world, and now seeks to destroy the Jedi and the new republic.
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Name: Cassidy Nukestar
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Alligance: Jedi
Weapons: Green lightsaber
Bio: Bio: Cassidy was born and found in a small town on Tatooine by a Sith who was looking for a Jedi. The Sith saw the boy's midi-chlorians count was high enough for force-potential. He almost took Cassidy off the planet when the Jedi, who he was hunting, killed him unsuspectingly. The Jedi took Cassidy before the council to get permission for the young boy to train, in which he got their consent. As he got older, Cassidy would occasionally get into trouble when training or when he was trying to impress girls. After he turned 16, the Jedi who found him was killed, later on during a mission on Hoth. Cassidy snuck away in his X-Wing to retrieve his former master's body back, but it wasn't a safe journey as he was attacked by a wampa and nearly died of hypothermia. He took the body back to the Council where his old master was cremated in a Jedi ceremony and he was reprimanded by the Council members who stripped him of his former rank and sent him back to become a padawan again for disobedience. He currently doesn't know who his parents are because it seems as though he was abandoned.
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Ship: An X-Wing called "The Maverick"

Darth Vicous walked into the cantina on corecant. He knew he was in enemy territory, but didn't care. He was there to let the galaxy know that the Sith were still strong.

Name: Siala Creel
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Alliance: other
Weapons: charric pistol
Bio: Siala was born on the harsh planet of Csilla. She grew up as any normal Chiss would. Living under the ruling families. Once she came of age though, Siala decided to join the Military. After a few years of the training, Siala left. Loving the Stars, she set off. Becoming a smuggler.
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Siala was sitting at the bar. She had a drink in front of her along with a bit of food. She was listening to the conversations around her. Even stopping a few people in there tracks. She was an odd site to see after all. The Chiss was completely used to the attention. She brushed a bit of hair behind her ear, taking a bite of the meat in front of her. Her people were fairly carnivorous after all.

Darth Vicous took a seat at the bar. He could sense a Jedi pressence nearby. Killing one would make his day.

Siala noticed a dark figure sit down at the bar. She glanced at him for a moment. Not that he could notice. Siala had no pupils after all. She thought about just leaving since the man did not look like the type to just eat and leave. He seemed to want to cause some trouble. Though out of interest, Siala stayed, continuing to have her small plate of food.

Name: Dha'ward Krayt
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Weapons: K-X37 Carbine, Guantlet flameprojector, Guantlet cutting laser, Guantlet blaster cannon, Guantlet toxic darts, twin 4 inch boot vibroblades, thermal detonators
Bio: Dha'ward grew up on his Mandalorian parents ship until the age of 18 when he struck out on his own as a Bounty Hunter. He is an exellent hunter and often employs stealth and ambushes to capture his target. He is very out going for someone that can kill you in 40 different ways. He has an extreme hatered for Jedi and Sith alike
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Name: Diva Roquell
Age: unknown
Gender:Female
Alligance: other
Weapons: Her angelic and hypnotic voice and her poisons.
Bio: A Theelin and a full blooded one at that is a member of one of the dying races. Her kind are unable to reproduce and have been sought after for generations for their ability. Named for the religious order of her people that she was to serve Dvia was the name giving to her by the leader of the time as it was giving to all of the order. Theelin Dvia's are viewed as the greatest singers in the universe. Just as her elders hoped she had lived up to her name and is one of the greatest singers around. Though they may not be happy with what she uses her voice to help her do in her spare time.
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Name:Vandora
Age:23
Gender: Female
Alligance: Jedi
Weapons: Two blue lifesabers
Bio:No one knows where Vandora came from except the Jedi council. They have and never will speak of her origin or how she came to be in their possession. Just as Anakin and some of the other dark Jedi she possesses extraordinary powers. She has many traits that make many believe she is one of the dreaded seith lords. Though the Jedi council knows that her heart and mind are loyal to the Jedi way even if she may fit better as a seith than a Jedi.
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Diva Roquell walked into the strange bar and looked about it. She smiled as she saw a few recognize her almost instantly. She shifted her eyes as she swayed her body to the music making most turn and stare at her as she moved about the bar. She was use to such things it was only natural for one of her kind to make heads turn. She was graceful and moved to perfection with the music. If she hadn't been on a mission to locate a friend she would have enjoyed lurking a few and taking their possessions.


Vandora sat in the back corner of the bar as she kept her eyes open for her target. She knew they where there she could feel them. She smiled as she enjoyed her drink though it was interrupted by the strange being that had walked in. The being seemed to make all in the bar turn and stare as it moved. It was beautiful but not the reason why she was there. She quickly averred her eyes as she located her target and kept were she was waiting for the right time to intersect them from under her hood.

Dha'ward entered the one of Coruscant's many cantina's after parting with his contact on the street outside. With his helmet still on he could scan everyone and anyone, see if they had a bounty or not or weather or not just to just keep a distance. They all checked out save a few unknowns which was odd. He took a seat in a booth in the back and beckond the server silver and blue 3PO droid to take his order. After ordering his favorite brand of ale, Tarisian he slid off his helmet and placed it on the dingy table. He did notice one person out of all of the crowd. A Chiss

Siala could feel a cold pair of eyes on her. She did not dare to turn and face them. Deciding to only finish her plate and keep a close watch on her drink. Siala was a very watchful person. Keeping taps on everything around her, all while eating. Though she did notice how the cantina got very quiet. Very suddenly. Carefully Siala turned her head. Looking at the person who entered. Diva Roquell. They had done a few... things together. Though nothing to catch the attention of the authorities . Well, at least not yet... Siala adjusted herself in her seat. Crossing her legs, and leaning against the invisible backing of the bar stool.

Diva Roquell smiled as she spotted her so called friend. It wasn't hard at all the girl stood out like a sour thumb just as she herself did among others. She slowly and very elegantly walked over to the bar and took her set beside Siala. She felt the eyes move off her now that she had taken her set and was no longer swaying with the music. She had no need for anything in the bar other than her dealings with Siala. They acted as if they where strangers though they were rather close to be honest and knew more than each would like about one another. Her eyes shifted to the strange human at the same bar. She looked him over and shifted her eyes before any could tell she had been studying him. From what she could tell he must be a type of bounty hunter. Her eyes then moved to the other dark figure at the bar. That one was strange and slightly disturbed her for some unknown reason. She looked to the bar counter as she spoke so only Siala could hear sounding like a soft melody. "It would seem many have gathered here. A dark one, A hunter, And a fighter of some short." She said as she lifted her eyes and looked in the corner where the woman sat drinking her drink. Was she Jedi or hunter or maybe some thing else. To be honest she had no idea but the woman's eyes had the fire of a fighter in them for that she was sure.

Vandora shifted in her set as she watched the new outsider enter the bar. She quickly looked him over and closed her eyes knowing who he was. They had had their run in a couple of times. He wasn't to fond of her kind as she wasn't to much of him. Things where getting very interesting to say the lest. A Theelin and a Chiss together at the same time in the same place was no mistake. Some thing was going on she was just at the right place at the right time though she couldn't say the same for the dear bounty hunter that would love her head after the few times she had helped his prey escape for reasons unknown to him.

As Diva stepped over and took the stool next to her, Siala ordered a drink for the graceful woman. The bartender of coarse too his sweet time, though Siala did not seem to mind. Nor did her friend much either. She seemed to take notice in the others around the room right away. Even though Siala was not force sensitive, she could just seem to feel the very tension in the room. Still, the hunter behind her was starting to sent chills down her back. "Yes." Siala said simply as the bartender finally brought the drink over to Diva. "We should be alright. We are out of direct fire, and in perfect view of a show. Depending if the bounty seeker wants to get involved." Siala shut her dull red eyes. Only proving there was not much oxygen in the air from the shade of her eyes.

Diva Roquell lessen to Siala as she picked up the drink and closed her eyes before sipping it. She gave a slight nod of her head in agreement before putting the drink down. "We have nothing to fear I promise. I will give you a distraction if you like while you do what you do so well my dear friend." She said as her voice chimed slightly only adding to the devilish grin that graced her lips. "Do not worry of things that have not yet to come. Only worry of those things that are now." She said giving her advice about the hunter. He was no threat to either of them as of yet. They had no need to worry about him just yet and they should keep it that way. The worst thing to do would be to worry and make a worry a reality. She looked to Siala as she smiled once more. "Thank you dear one I have room and board to repay you once you get what you need done. My ship is not docked far from here and I have cleaned it out and redone it completely to accommodate you as well as I and any other....friends we may encounter. Enjoy the evening while it is young." She turned as she heard a voice and saw the strange woman behind her and Siala. She smiled as she gave a bow then stood and nodded her head to the woman. She felt no threat coming from the woman and was rather pleased. The woman seemed to be a admirer just as some of the other strange ones she had. "Why yes of course." She said in her music like voice.


Vandora quickly rose as she walked to where the Chiss was and the dear Theelin. She quickly appeared behind them as she eyed them. "Hello, so it is true you are the great Diva Roquell in person. Please will you come with me I have many friends who would love to meet you." She said using her clam sweet voice for once to sound like a random fan girl. She had no need for any of her mind tricks is was a Diva after all. Diva's loved being praised for their gifts and loved meeting those that they brought happiness too.

Dha'ward's drink finally arrived and the droid set the mug down on the booth table. Sipping the frosty ale the Mandalorian took in the sight with a sigh. Dark cloaked man at the bar, looks like he was shadow. Lightsabers on his belt. Conclusion: Sith. Women who walked in, scantly clad, an almost uptight and supposedly all knowning full of herself air about her. Conclusion: Jedi. The Chiss was intreging. She seemed to be just minding her own business yet knowing what was about to happen. Dha'ward slowly reached under the table and flicked the safety off his blaster. He had a bad feeling about this. He also noted his three escape routes. The he finally noticed his target sitting with the Chiss, Diva Roquell. Wanted dead by his employer. He began formulating a plan

Siala watched the bartender. Seeing how he was mixing each drink. It was funny how even the simplest of things really intrigued her. Though if the Chiss could learn to mix a few, it would save her some money. She went back to listening to Diva. "I am not worrying over it." She said back to her friend. Catching a small innuendo in her final statement. Deciding not to ask about it. "I must thank you." Siala started to say as a supposed fan girl came over. A slight smile came to her face, even though she still appeared very threatening. The lightsaber hilt at her belt gave her form away to Siala. Diva did not seem to notice. "I'll talk to you later." The Chiss said as the two women left. Siala still had to pay the bill after all. Besides she still wanted to see the action.

His target was in sight. Darth Vicous placed his hand on his lightsaber. He took it out and turned it on. He then force dashed right passed the Chiss, aiming straight at the Jedi.

Diva Roquell quickly moved back as she landed on the bar stool. Her eyes widen as she watched the dark figure who had been near her friend jump and lunge at the strange girl. She was in shock as she watched the dark figure pull out a lightsaber. She quickly hide among the others who were escaping the bar as the woman met her foe with a pair of blue lifesabers herself. This was rather strange and it made her a little wary. The woman hadn't looked like a normal Jedi nor did she wear the normal clothing as the ones of her kind did. Once in the streets she vanished among the crowds of people after stealing a hooded cape from the bar and put it own to hid herself as she moved about the streets. She would head back to the one thing that offered her safety in this strange place.


Vandora shifted her eyes as she smiled happy to see her plan had got her targets attention. She quickly pulled out both of her lightabers and met her opponents with her own holding his off by crossing her's not allowing him to come any where near her. She grinned as she stared at her target. "Come now this is no way to treat a lady don't you agree? Besides why don't we take this else where."

"I agree" Darth Vicous then used force push to knock Vandora outside. He then threw his lightsaber at her like a boomerang.

She had gone back to her food, flashing the bartender down to pay the check. He came over. Though Siala had to admit. He was very hard to understand. Even if he was speaking basic. His accent was very strong. She set the money down on the counter, along with a small tip. Nothing too royal. Siala felt a force almost push her into the bar a bit. She turned her head to see a jedi and sith fighting. Not too far from her either. She stood slowly, getting out of the way of the two.

Eying the two Force sensative freaks fighting Dha'ward sipped his ale and kept one eye on the Chiss and another on Diva. As she escaped the cantina he sighed and keyed in the detonator code in his right guantlet. A small explosion went off nearby. Diva's ship was destroyed. He had planted a thermal charge before he came her to make sure she couldnt escape if she got away. But what stopped Dha'ward was when he noticed the Sith wearing the armor of a Mandalorian under his robe. That sent a an angry chill down his spine. What he hated more than Jedi or sith was a Force Sensative Mando. It just went against every fiber in his body and totally against the Mandalorian culture. He finished his drink, slipped on his helmet and sighed. His left guantlet whined as he charged the small cannon/cutting laser on it. He took aim at the Sith and fired.

Cassidy stood outside of the cantina, just watching the passing life-forms with a feeling of unease. He felt a disturbance in the Force, but he didn't know what it was exactly. He knew where the feeling was emanating from, but he was smart enough not to investigate the source of the problem. "Stay put. Don't even think about jumping in whatever is going on." The moment he said this, he felt another sensation that he distinguished as another Jedi, but with a higher amount of Force potential than himself. There seemed to be a moment where he wrestled with himself to go and see what was going on, but it wasn't his place unless the fight came to him.

Darth Vicous looked over his shoulder and blocked the blaster shot with his hand. "Do not interfear" He said coldly. Darth Vicous then struck Dha'ward with force lightning.

Dha'ward raised he left forearm in time to block the lightning. Good thing his armor was made of beskar, one of the few metals in the galaxy able to block lightsabers, flames and lightning. He drew his blaster and took a few pot shots at the wannabe Mandalorian/Sith and rolled out of his booth to behind the bar. While in motion of rolling he primed and threw a pair of thermal detonators at the dueling pair

Darth Vicous's lightsaber returned to him, and he deflected the blaster shots. He grabbed the thermal detonators in mid-air with force grab, and hurled them at Dha'ward.

Reacting quickly to the change in direction of his dets, Dha'ward shot both out to the air and they exploded over the bar. With his cover destroyed the Mandalorian lifted his left arm and unleashed a stream of flames at the Sith.