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Character Line-up of 15 (SWTOR Fan-Fiction Photoshop Experiments)

I created a character line-up of multiple characters from my SWTOR Star Wars Fan-fiction story series. Not all of them are there obviously, and some are current or future characters. I will create more of these to make the main page of the series more interesting, with images.

For the background I used a screenshot from one of my SWTOR Strongholds (Yavin). Adjusting all characters with light and colour, it required over 100 layers for all the shadows, lightsaber hilts, lightsaber blades, the border of background light, some effects like lightning, some had extra armour I had to move around or add. I wanted Fane and Talyc to hold hands, so that was the most complicated part, I’d say.

In order from left to right, the characters in this image are: Relsor a.k.a. Harr’elso’rothmor (leader of the True Sith, Chiss), Jassahmi (True Sith, Mirialan), Perce (leader of the Followers of Kromus, Relsor’s right-hand man, human), Vax (to be introduced in Story 8, Rattataki), Lady Gofaylia (Sith, member of the Dark Council, human), Storimbu (Sith, Follower of Kromus, Miraluka), Shadie and Knarf (Jedi of sorts, human), Lord Void (Sith, member of the Dark Council, human), Nriwe (Mandalorian, Clan Kandera’s second, Twi’lek), Talyc (Mandalorian, leader of Clan Kandera, human), Fane (Jedi, human), Brenum (Jedi, human), Trylia (Jedi, Togruta), and Lian, (Jedi, member of the Jedi Council, Twi’lek).

Shadie Story Star Wars SWTOR Fan-Fiction Group of 15 Characters (Celinka Serre)

As always, I’m open to feedback.


These images were created for my Star Wars The Old Republic Fan-fiction story, Healers of the Force, Story 6 in the Darth Shadie / Jedi Eidahs series.

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Chapter Four – Healers of the Force (Star Wars SWTOR Fan-Fiction)

Warning: The following chapter contains mature subject matter, which may be triggering to some readers. Reading discretion is advised.

Relsor watched the holomonitor, as Perce entered the room where Knarf was being held in stasis. He looked up at Knarf. Knarf scrunched his nose at him.
            ‘Are you scoffing at me?’ said Perce. ‘What’s that for?’ Knarf shrugged. ‘Now, tell me, you locked me into that room back there when you and your friends were on your rescue mission to free Clan Leader Talyc.’ Perce pointed his thumb in a diagonal direction. ‘How did you do it?’ Knarf gave no reply. ‘Answer me!’
            ‘I’m not talking to you, Perce,’ said Knarf. ‘I’ll only speak to Relsor.’
            ‘Relsor.’ Perce narrowed his eyes, looking up at the holocam Relsor was seeing through. ‘Fine.’
            Perce stormed out of the room, and shortly after entered the monitor room, his anger and impatience oozing from every cell in his body. Relsor could barely contain his laughter. Perce gave him a pointed stare.
            ‘Well, you heard,’ he said quickly. ‘You talk to him.’ He stormed off.
            Relsor left the monitor room and made for Knarf’s holding cell.
            ‘You know,’ he said upon entering, ‘if you all behave well, you might earn yourselves the right to be unbound from stasis and just be imprisoned in these rooms.’
            ‘That would be more comfortable, yes.’
            ‘So why do you only want to talk to me?’ asked Relsor, genuinely curious.
            ‘Well because I respect you,’ replied Knarf matter-of-factly. 
            ‘Oh?’
            ‘Well, yeah!’ He made it sound as though it should be obvious. ‘I have no respect for Perce. The man can’t even slice through something I threw up in a few seconds, which should have taken him so much less time to slice through. It was just a small thing to slow you down, really. And then there’s me who can slice through anything he programs. He’s a pretender; I have no respect for people like him. A pretend-slicer and a pretend-Sith! Whereas you, well, you trained me for a time. Sure, I deceived you, but then you deceived me too, so we’re even on that front.’ Relsor nodded slowly, actually agreeing somewhat.
            ‘Despite the fact that we’re enemies,’ Knarf went on, ‘you were still my master for a time. Our level of deceit is equal: you thought I had turned to the dark side, my illusion for you; I thought I had killed you, your illusion for me. Regardless what else I might think of you, we share a bond that Shadie, Brenum and Trylia don’t have with you, because it’s the bond an apprentice shares with his master, that I as your once apprentice share with you, my once master. You taught me things, important things I will always remember. You can be the worst criminal in the entire galaxy, if you speak truth, who am I to ignore that truth?’
            Knarf paused and Relsor pondered his words. Then he concluded.
            ‘So, it doesn’t matter that we’re not on the same side of the war or that we’re trying to kill each other; I respect you, and that’s that.’
            Relsor thought a moment more. This was interesting indeed. He did feel a certain bond with Knarf, one he did not have with the others. He had acknowledged this bond to himself; that Knarf felt the same way pleased him greatly.
            ‘Do you miss my training?’ he asked.  
            Knarf contemplated. ‘Sometimes, I must admit,’ he said. ‘Shadie can be, I don’t know, rigid, at times, demanding. And Talyc doesn’t have the Force, despite the Mandalorian training having prepared me for yours. I do appreciate the time I learnt from you, it was very valuable to me.’
            ‘You know, Knarf, I want to believe you, but you lied to me in the past.’
            ‘I know, Relsor. But I was lying mostly to Gourd. He was the target of my deception, truly.’
            Relsor pondered that. He could still teach Knarf, use him, somehow, if he was willing.
            ‘What are you saying exactly, Knarf?’
            ‘I’d like us to set our differences aside and be civil with each other, let bygones be bygones. I’m not saying I’ll be on your side or anything like that, but while I’m here, we might as well enjoy the relationship we have with each other, one of master and apprentice. I’m not asking you to train me, since we’re not on the same side, but I wouldn’t mind if you desired it. Help me better myself through your teachings.’
            Relsor let out a one breath laugh and shook his head. ‘Oh, Knarf, I want to believe you, I truly do.’ 
            Relsor stared at Knarf intently. He could have him again as his apprentice. Knarf wouldn’t turn on Shadie, but maybe they could both turn to the dark side. Knarf was craving Relsor’s teachings, which was already a step in the right direction as far as he was concerned, but there was that doubt that Knarf was lying and he could not, nor would not, take any chances.
            ‘What can I do to prove to you I’m being genuine right now,’ asked Knarf, clearly sensing Relsor’s inner conflict. ‘As long as it doesn’t involve me hurting my friends, I’m willing to do what it takes.’
            ‘Oh, there is something,’ said Relsor, rubbing his chin. ‘You can tell me, and instruct Perce, how you sliced my uncle’s superlasers to implode on themselves, to shoot inwards and destroy my uncle’s ship.’
            ‘Planning a test of some sort?’ asked Knarf. 
            Relsor thought quickly, he could tell Knarf the truth and sense if he was onboard with proving himself or not. He decided to test his former apprentice and sense him through the Force.
            ‘If you must know, I plan on sending Supreme Chancellor Emain a message, hopefully one that will see his end.’


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Chapter Two – Healers of the Force (Star Wars SWTOR Fan-Fiction)

Warning: The following chapter contains mature subject matter, which may be triggering to some readers. Reading discretion is advised.

Relsor chose to make his rounds privately to speak with his Jedi prisoners. He decided to keep Shadie for last, and chose to visit Knarf first. As eager as he was to speak with the Togruta Jedi, he felt an affinity towards Knarf and wanted to see how the now Jedi slicer was getting on. 
            Relsor had waited a few days before visiting his prisoners; the isolation was part of his plan and was crucial to ensure that Shadie would begin her descent back towards the dark side. Besides, within the dark side energy stasis, there was no risk of any of them being able to escape. Relsor had hence all the time he needed to move his plan forward; He had only needed to quell his own eagerness to unlock the secrets he needed to unlock. He knew his plan would take time.
            Given that he had momentarily blanked out the other day and how he suspected Jedi Master Lian was behind it, he had decided to let his prisoners suffer in isolation a little bit longer. However, now Relsor could no longer quell his eagerness to speak with them and would no longer wait. Of course, he wouldn’t let that show on his face, nor in the Force.
            He entered the room where Knarf was being held. The slicer turned his head to look at him, he was smiling. Relsor scowled.
            ‘You don’t suppose you have anything more comfortable than this, do you?’ said Knarf. 
            Relsor simply looked at him, blinking a few times. ‘I think right there how you are is how I prefer you,’ said Relsor.
            Knarf laughed. ‘You almost sound like Shadie.’ His glance drifted into the distance. ‘You know, before we arrived here, in her meditation chamber… There’s just something about that room. And the walls have dampeners too, so anyone outside the room can’t hear us. So Shadie can scream as loudly as she wants and I can make her go as crazy with pleasure as I want and…
            ‘Enough! Stop it, Knarf.’ Relsor pinched the bridge of his nose. ‘I’m not interested in hearing about how you and Shadie pleasured each other before boarding my ship.’
            ‘Oh, but I was just getting to get good part,’ said Knarf.

* * *


            Relsor stared at him, incredulous, his mouth agape. Knarf smiled, biting his lips. 
            ‘There’s a pillow in that room, and…’
            ‘No,’ said Relsor. ‘Spare me.’
            ‘Suit yourself,’ Knarf giggled.
            Relsor just looked at him and put a hand to his forehead, shaking his head. Knarf would be damned if he let the Chiss Sith get to him with fear for his Lady. The best thing he could do right now was think about how he’d made love to her and keep that in his mind as a reminder of their love, their strong bond, their Force-bond of love. He supposed it worked, because Relsor left without saying another word. Knarf laughed.
            He looked back at the table where his weapons and helmet lay. He had gotten rid of the Sith quickly enough, he could focus again on trying to access the helmet’s comchannel activation keys. It had occurred to him, as the Sith had installed him in this uncomfortable stasis contraption, that if he could use the Force on his helmet, he could potentially communicate with Talyc, provided his friend had his helmet nearby. He knew Talyc would need a lot of rest and he hoped he was okay. He also knew Talyc would be in good hands with Fane and Lian on Tython.
            Knarf concentrated, and reached out with the Force, feeling the inside of his helmet, feeling the HUD system, he blinked as though blinking here would do the same as blinking in the helmet. Nothing happened. He closed his eyes and focused on a different area instead. He reached, pushed, pulled, trying to simply access the part of the HUD that would activate the comchannel. He heard a small clicking sound before losing his concentration on it. He had been able to access it! His excitement had caused him to break the connection, he knew. This was a beginning.
            Knarf closed his eyes and focused some more. If he could hold it for longer, if he could hold it without closing his eyes, then he could relay everything that went on in this room to his friends.


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Prologue & Chapter One – Healers of the Force (Star Wars SWTOR Fan-Fiction)

Moments following the Rescue mission and the capture of Shadie.

Relsor sat in his comfortable chair in his viewport chamber, where he had just watched the Jedi be taken away to their stasis chambers where they would be held captive. The room served as a secondary command centre, and as a sparring room as well. He relaxed, satisfied. It had been an ordeal to capture them and he would have preferred that Fane and his lover were still onboard, but he would make do with the four Jedi he had in his captivity. 
            Perce sat to his right. Relsor could sense his displeasure at the fact that Knarf had so wilfully locked them up by slicing into the ship’s systems. Jassahmi sat to Relsor’s left, displeased as well, but for obviously different reasons. She would have to learn to quell her jealousy if he was to make good progress with the Jedi. As for Relsor, what displeased him the most about their captives’ rescue mission was the fact that the Jedi Lian had come and Relsor had not been able to create any illusions. Granted, it would have done nothing to Shadie and Knarf, nor to Brenum and Trylia, but he could have toyed with Fane and Talyc. And now that he had had a few moments to let it all sink in, these details bothered him. It didn’t matter though on the long term; he had them now. 
            He leaned an elbow on an armrest and rested his chin on his hand. He awaited the moment his Sith reported to him that the Jedi were secured. His Sith, the ones who could accomplish things; not the useless acolytes the Empire had provided him.
            Something chimed and alarms began to sound in the ship.
            ‘What is the meaning of this?’ he demanded.
            ‘My Lord,’ said a Sith, rushing into the room, ‘there is an entire fleet of Republic ships that has just come out of hyperspace. All ships are armed and locked on us.’
            ‘You have got to be kidding me!’ said Perce. ‘Did the Jedi plan this too?’
            Relsor punched a few keys in his chair’s armrest, sending commands to the bridge. The viewport transformed into a holoscreen that flickered to life, showing a massive fleet.
            ‘My gosh,’ said Perce, standing up. ‘Did they send the entire Republic? I’ve never seen so many ships in one place, save for the battle above Coruscant.’
            ‘You worked for the Republic,’ said Jassahmi, ‘and you never knew they had so many ships?’        Perce only shrugged. 
            Relsor leaned on one foot as he too stood, sticking his neck out to look more closely. Starfighters began pouring out of the ships. Many of the ships were as large as Relsor’s dreadnought. He turned to Perce.
            ‘Is the Supreme Chancellor one to negotiate or one to…’
            His question was answered before he had even finished voicing it; the flagship shook as dozens of ships fired upon the it at once. Relsor had to hold out his arms to steady himself in order not to fall. A moment more passed. Relsor took a careful and slow breath.
            ‘Let’s show the Republic what my uncle left me when he died,’ said Relsor.
            ‘You mean when you killed him?’ said Perce.
            Relsor’s lip curled into a smile. He sat back down and punched the commands into the armrest and waited. Within minutes, the superlaser turrets were following their targets and firing upon the Republic ships. One ship exploded, another was set to fire, crashing into a third, which shattered into pieces. The superlasers kept firing.
            ‘Are you going to send them a message?’ asked Jassahmi.
            ‘No,’ said Relsor. ‘I’m going to obliterate them.’


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