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Secrets from the Past Prologue + Chapter One (Star Wars SWTOR Fan-Fiction)

Shortly after the events at the Crypt.

Lord Void entered the Dark Council Chamber.  He walked to the centre, his boots plodding heavily as he did so, echoing in the silent chamber.  He turned to look at the others.
            ‘You have seen the holorecording?’ he asked. 
            ‘Yes,’ replied several of the others.
            ‘Former Master of the Sith Academy on Korriban, now in cahoots with the Mandalorians and the Jedi,’ a Dark Council member said, ‘can the old man truly be trusted?’
            ‘He aided the Jedi on Mandalore,’ said Lord Void, ‘yet Lord Usharr is an enemy to Relsor, who clearly has no regard for the alliance he bartered with the Sith Empire.’
            ‘Lord Void,’ his Dark Council leader said to him, ‘you were here, in this chamber, when Relsor approached us, you witnessed his might, felt his malady, saw his illusions.  We cannot turn away from his alliance now.’
            ‘You will let fear guide you instead of fuelling you?’ said Void.  ‘Let us allow our passions and fears to fuel us with the necessary power to turn away from a false ally.  The proof is there.’ Void put emphasis in his voice, rallying the toher Dark Council members. ‘Recall the Sith, let them return to the Empire, where they can fight with us, for the Empire.  We can weaken Relsor by reneging our alliance and the Jedi can defeat him.  Then while the Jedi are weak and recovering and the Sith Empire strong, we can strike at our true enemy and take the galaxy for ourselves.  What say you?’
            There was a murmur in the room and finally, when it died down, the Dark Council members had settled to devise a strategy to retreat from the alliance in a way that would be more subtle and safer.
            Afterwards, Lord Void left the chamber and contacted Awgro.
            ‘What news?’ he asked of him.
            ‘A Republic envoy has flown by Relsor’s flagship while the True Sith Lord was away.  They flew close.  Then they left.  If a tracking beacon has been put on the ship, I know not, but if it has, then Shadie will know more about it.’
            ‘Excellent, Awgro.  See if you can find out more.  Let us earn her trust if we must.  And be wary of Relsor.  His days are numbered.  The Empire grows stronger.  We will strike when Relsor has been eliminated.’


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Training – SWTOR Stand-Alone Fan-Fiction Short Story

I wrote a stand-alone fanfic scene taking place in the SWTOR universe, between three existing characters. It is an explicit scene. The excerpt is however safe for work.


Theron and Koth taunt each other while training and things quickly heat up
before they are interrupted by Lana, whom they entice to join them.


Theron entered the training room. Koth was already working out. He wore training gear, except his shirt was on the floor in a corner.
        ‘Didn’t realise you’d be up this early,’ said Theron.
        ‘You didn’t expect to have the whole room to yourself, did you?’
        ‘At this hour? One could hope for some peace and quiet,’ replied Theron.
        ‘Too bad for you,’ said Koth, lifting a set of weights, his muscles bulging. ‘You’re not the only one who enjoys some alone workout time.’
        ‘Yeah, well, at least I don’t need the training,’ said Theron.
        ‘Ho-ho! Then why are you even here?’ Behind the weights he was lifting, Koth cocked a brow, giving Theron a sardonic look.
        ‘I like to stay one step ahead of my enemies,’ said Theron, jabbing at a punching bag. ‘Make sure someone like you doesn’t get better than me.’
        ‘And you think you’re better than me, Mister Slicer?’
        ‘Spy and slicer,’ Theron corrected. ‘And yes, I’m pretty agile in a fight.’
        ‘I’m the gunman of us two,’ said Koth, barely straining to lift the heavyweights. ‘I don’t waste my time slicing consoles all day. I stay in the fray of battle.’
        ‘Oh yeah? You really think you’ve got the skills?’ Theron walked towards Koth. ‘Let’s see it then.’
        ‘You’re on!’ Koth placed the weights back down and clapped his hands as he stood.
        Koth and Theron took low stances, calculating and evaluating each other. Theron feigned to one side, and Koth came at him. Theron side-stepped as Koth rammed past him. Theron chuckled.
        ‘Told you I was nimble,’ said Theron. ‘You’re too used to being a ranged fighter. What happens when your enemies get too close for comfort? I think you lack the skills I possess.’ Theron chuckled again.
        His laugh was cut short when Koth grabbed him from the side, spinning him around, locking his arms, and bringing him down to his knees.
        ‘You mean this close?’ asked Koth, pressing his cheek against Theron’s head.
        His breath on Theron’s neck was hot and sent a warm shiver down Theron’s back.
        ‘That’s right, your crew was telling me you like to breathe down people’s necks,’ said Theron.
        ‘Only yours,’ replied Koth. Theron let out a laugh. ‘What’s wrong? Eating your words from earlier?’
        ‘You wish.’
        Theron pulled Koth down, barrel rolling. Koth slid across the floor as Theron shot back up, laughing. He wiped sweat from his forehead and removed his shirt.
        ‘Things heating up too fast for you, Theron?’ Koth stood back up.
        ‘Not in the slightest,’ replied Theron.
        ‘I already pinned you down once, Theron. Wouldn’t want to embarrass you.’
        ‘You’ll only embarrass yourself,’ replied Theron, coming at Koth. The two grabbed each other’s arms and locked in their holds, pushing against the other.
        Koth bent low and reached for Theron’s underarm, lifting him slightly off the ground and turning him around, locking his arm as he stood behind him.
        ‘You only know that one move or…?’ laughed Theron, making sure his feet remained firmly on the mat.
        ‘You keep falling for it,’ said Koth. ‘Looks like I get another point.’
        ‘You keep forgetting,’ began Theron. He twisted, pulling on Koth, and flipped Koth onto the mat on the ground. Koth fell onto his back with a thump and a groan. Theron loomed over him. ‘I always get myself out of it.’ He grinned.
        Koth spun and kicked Theron behind the calves. Theron’s legs gave way, and he fell to his hands and knees.
        ‘Ooh, I love seeing you on your knees, Theron.’
        ‘Relish while you can, Koth, ‘cause I’m not staying in this position for long.’
        Theron grabbed Koth’s leg, pulling the Zakkulan towards him. Koth rolled, grabbing Theron’s waist, and ended up on top of Theron.
        ‘Looks like the victory’s mine,’ said Koth, grinning.
        ‘Not so fast, Vortena!’


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Secrets from the Past Announcement! SWTOR Fan-fiction

Announcing Secrets from the Past, the 8th novella in the series of fan-fiction stories taking place in the Old Republic era (SWTOR) of the Star Wars universe.


Secrets from the Past (Story 8) Official Image – Darth Kromus’s old datapad with secrets about Relsor

When the group of Jedi get their hands on an old datapad containing logs with secret information about Relsor, the True Sith leader ensures to take it from them, and captures Trylia in the process. After viewing its contents, Relsor lets Trylia go free, but she is intercepted by Imperial Intelligence and captured anew. Meanwhile on Mandalore, an old flame of Talyc’s is recruited into clan Dargoza before the Mandalorians discover a scheme that sends them to Ziost, where they must cooperate with Relsor and Perce in order to save Trylia.

You can now visit the Dramatis Personae to view the characters appearing in this story. Each chapter will be released every week on Fridays throughout Spring 2022 starting next week.

Continue the adventure-romance, and find out the secrets contained within the datapad that once belonged to Darth Kromus and how it pertains to defeating Relsor, and the outcome of the showdown that takes place on Ziost between Knarf and Perce.

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Rooftop Escapade

Another Dragon Age fan-fiction short story that was written as a reward for donations during the Dragon Age Day fundraising campaign event. This one is a fluffy one.


Isabela and Bethany express their feelings for each other,
and, after a little escapade, share their first kiss.


Isabela bent forward, squinting her eyes and craning her neck to see the broken jewel in the palm of Garrett’s hand.
        ‘That’s what you dragged us all the way out here for?’ she asked.
        ‘It’ll be worth something in Darktown,’ Garrett insisted.
        Isabela exchanged a look with Bethany, who appeared to be just as bemused by her brother’s findings.
        ‘Eee-no,’ said Isabela. ‘You have fun trying to sell that; we’ll go after more valuable loot.’
        Garrett chuckled. ‘Come on. This belonged to someone, and I bet they’re willing to pay just to have it back.’
        ‘You know, Garrett,’ said Bethany, ‘you’d do well not to take such advantage of people’s misery like that.’
        ‘I am not!’ Garrett protested. Bethany crossed her arms.
        Garrett grumbled and crouched down again, rummaging through more dirt.
        The sun was coming down over the horizon across the Wounded Coast. Isabela looked towards Bethany. The purple light hit her face on the side, giving her eyes an ethereal glow. She smiled.
        Bethany shifted uneasily. ‘What?’
        ‘Oh, nothing.’
        ‘No, not nothing. Why are you looking at me like that?’ asked Bethany.
        ‘Well, it’s just the light hitting your eyes,’ Isabela replied sheepishly.
        ‘It…it doesn’t make me look ghoulish, does it?’
        ‘Why would you think anything could make you look ghoulish!’ Isabela exclaimed, suppressing a laugh.
        ‘Anders and Varric were saying…when I cast spells, my eyes go all ghoulish.’
        ‘Oh, you sweet thing, they were just teasing you.’ Isabela playfully nudged Bethany. ‘You have lovely eyes.’
        ‘You…you really think so?’ Bethany blushed.
        ‘Of course!’
        ‘And what does the light do to them then?’
        ‘It makes your eyes glow and you look like a mage who’s come from the world of dreams,’ said Isabela, trying to sound poetic.
        ‘From the Fade!’ Bethany’s eyes widened in curiosity.
        Isabela hesitated. ‘I mean, from my dreams.’
        ‘You’ve dreamt of mages with glowing eyes?’ asked Bethany, sounding hesitant, and glancing away.
        Isabela smiled, feeling herself blush. ‘You’re going to make me express it clearly, aren’t you.’
        ‘I don’t know what you’re on about?’ Bethany’s eyes darted away before meeting Isabela’s again.
        ‘What I’m trying to say, is, I guess, you’re the mage–’
        ‘AHA!’ Garrett shouted. ‘Found it!’
        Isabela deflated. ‘Found what?’
        ‘The other half of the jewel.’ Garrett looked like a child in a candy shop.
        ‘Hurray,’ Isabela said, her voice full of sarcasm.
        ‘It’s still not impressive,’ said Bethany, ‘and I doubt you’ll be able to sell it.’
        Garrett waved a hand dismissively, taking several steps away from them to examine the two halves in the setting sunlight.
        ‘Bethany,’ said Isabela, ‘you have lovely eyes, and I find you very beautiful.’
        ‘Oh!’ Bethany’s cheeks darkened. She shifted shyly.
        ‘There, I said it.’ Isabela turned her boot in the sand, unable to meet Bethany’s eyes.
        ‘You find me pretty?’ asked Bethany.
        ‘Yes,’ Isabela replied. ‘I mean, I find a lot of people pretty, but none of them garner a feeling of…wanting to spend more time with them.’
        ‘But you’ve spent so much time with so many people,’ said Bethany.
        ‘Spending the night with a concubine you’ve been lusting over is not the same as spending time with someone you care about,’ Isabela admitted. She looked up and met Bethany’s gaze. The mage’s smile sent a warm sensation through Isabela’s body.
        ‘You care about me?’ asked Bethany. Her eyes seemed to sparkle.
        ‘Yes.’ Isabela kept her gaze.
        Bethany smiled even more widely. ‘I care about you too.’ She blushed. ‘And I find you very beautiful too.’
        ‘Oh good! I mean, about the caring.’ Isabela let out an embarrassed laugh. ‘What I mean to say is, I was worried you maybe didn’t feel the same way. Well, I suspected, but until I knew for sure… And gosh, I’m normally not this nervous.’ The two women let out a small giggle.
        Bethany glanced at the ground. ‘I was hoping you’d feel that way, but since I’ve never even talked about such feelings before, I didn’t know how I might tell you. Thank you for saying it first.’
        Bethany looked down again before reaching out with her hand. Isabela smiled, taking Bethany’s hand in hers. It was warm and smooth, and Isabela gently brushed her thumb over Bethany’s palm.
        ‘Ah, excellent!’ said Garrett, arriving with a pile of oddments. He took Isabela and Bethany’s hands, pulling them out, and placed a number of items in their open palms. ‘Both hands,’ he instructed, ‘so your four hands.’
        Isabela rolled her eyes, glaring at Garrett. He bent, turning around, grabbing more of what he’d brought from the beach.
        Bethany’s eyes wandered awkwardly.
        Isabela leaned in towards her conspiratorially and whispered. ‘You want to drop this hoard and run away? I bet he wouldn’t even notice we were gone.’
        Bethany gasped. ‘We couldn’t.’
        ‘We could!’
        Bethany reflexively bit her thumbnail; some of the items dropped to the ground. She gasped in surprise. Isabela giggled.
‘I’ve never done anything like that before,’ Bethany said, fidgeting. ‘It seems so…uncouth.’
        Isabela looked over at Garrett, who was humming to himself, digging about the area, exclaiming every now and then. She looked back at Bethany and cocked her head towards Garrett.
        ‘What do you say? Run away with me?’ She let out a small laugh.
        Bethany sucked in her lips, suppressing a smile. ‘Okay,’ she whispered.
        Isabela bit her lower lip, feeling a thrill. ‘Now.’
        They dropped the hoard, and still holding hands, began to run back towards the city. They were already too far when they heard Garrett calling out to them.


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