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Relsor and His Demise (SWTOR Fanfic Photoshop Experiments)

Maranna is another new antagonist, and depicted by the SWTOR character of the same name. Here Maranna and Relsor are sharing an intimate moment. I basically took their gear off and took screenshots. I moved Relsor’s arm a bit and tilted his head. This image otherwise required a very basic edit.

Relsor and Maranna intimate (from The Future of the Force, Story 9, Star Wars Fan-Fiction by Celinka Serre)

For Relsor contemplating his fate, I merely took a screenshot of my character Shadyer sitting on his ship. I made a few quick adjustments in Photoshop, and that was it for this one.

Relsor contemplates his fate (from The Future of the Force, Story 9, Star Wars Fan-Fiction by Celinka Serre)

Relsor dueling Fane was a bit more complex than I anticipated because of the dual lightsabers Relsor wields and the position I had him in, and wanted him in. Still, I moved his arms and played around with the lightsaber enough to get to seem like I wanted.

Fane’s arms needed moving, but I use a basic combat stance to begin with. I always enjoy doing lightsabers and adjusting their reflections onto the characters wielding them.

Fane and Relsor duel (from The Future of the Force, Story 9, Star Wars Fan-Fiction by Celinka Serre)

Those of you who read the Epilogue, now understand why Lord Void crouched before Relsor’s body and uttered the final phrase of the Sith Code, “Through victory, my chains are broken.” All throughout the novellas since Void’s introduction, I have been dropping hints as to his actual relationship with Relsor and who Relsor is to him.

It feels sad though, the end of Relsor. He was one of my favourite antagonists. But there are others, some now introduced, and some not yet introduced. Relsor’s legacy will live on with the True Sith, and with other very important characters.

In SWTOR, I had Shayder faint to get this position. I added the lightsabers on the ground, and played around with adding shadow here. Lord Void is in a kneel-crouch, which I did in-game as well.

Lord Void crouches by Relsor’s body (from The Future of the Force, Story 9, Star Wars Fan-Fiction by Celinka Serre)

Relsor’s saga has ended, but Maranna is at large, Awgro is still after Talyc, and the masked True Sith who keeps popping up impromptu is a powerful Force-user with yet-to-be-revealed ties to one of the Jedi. I’ve also got another set of exciting allies to introduce in the next novella story, so stay tuned for that; the ultimate adventures for the heroes has only just begun and they don’t even know it.

As always, I’m open to feedback.


These images were created for my Star Wars The Old Republic Fan-fiction story, The Future of the Force, Story 9 in the Shadie series.

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The Future of the Force Chapter Twelve + Epilogue (Star Wars SWTOR Fan-Fiction)

Relsor sat in his command chair, watching on several screens of the large viewport monitor the battle that raged outside his ship, as well as footage from security cams from inside the ship. He sighed in anger, a long sigh. The Jedi had gotten inside the ship, the Crypt’s natural defences were holding up, and the war raged on. Relsor considered escaping, but he was not a coward. He would face his fate, which the Force dictated he could not escape, and fight Jedi Fane. Nothing else had worked thus far, hence he would have to ensure he killed Fane.
            Relsor thought back to Maranna and his son. They were far away now, having made their escape in a stealthed shuttle before the True Sith armada had been found. Relsor had made love to his passion one last time before she had gone. That passion fuelled him even more when he thought of her. He let it fill him, refuel him, and ignite his full might.
            He extended his senses and knew his enemies were close. He closed his eyes and focused on them with everything he had.

* * *


            Shadie swayed and gripped Knarf’s arm. She failed to block an attack. Her husband quickly stepped in front of the True Sith before the enemy’s blade could touch Shadie, and deflected the blow, bringing the enemy down.
            ‘I don’t feel very well,’ she said, feeling queasy. ‘It’s Relsor.’
            Knarf nodded. Shadie could not tell what face he was making, but by what she sensed in the Force, she reckoned he had received a wave of malady as well. He held his ground in a wide stance, holding his lightsaber with both hands, tightly. He looked down for a moment and then rolled his shoulders back, shaking his head. Shadie guessed he was refocusing his energy outwards to deflect as much of the malady as possible.
            Brenum made a strange sound but kept on fighting. Trylia looked like she was fighting pain. Fane on the other hand seemed unphased.
            Talyc staggered and leaned against the wall. He breathed as though heaving.
            ‘Illusions?’ she asked. The Mando shook his head. She joined him at the wall, sending lightning to whomever got close to them, but let the others take care of the True Sith while she and Talyc took a brief break from fighting. ‘You don’t have to follow us in there.’ She pointed at the room ahead, glancing to her right.
            Talyc shook his head. ‘I do. I’ve made my mind up, Shadie. Nothing’s stopping me. I’ve got to be there with Fane, for better or worse, until victory or death determines our future. I’ll always be there from now on, no exceptions.’
            ‘You really did clear your mind and find yourself, didn’t you?’
            Talyc nodded. ‘I found more.’
            Shadie smiled. She sensed much resolve in her friend. She didn’t know what he had learnt in his time away, clearing his mind from everything that had happened, but she sensed something in him that was new and it felt nice. It was a kind of purpose that could lead to happiness.
            ‘I’m happy to hear that,’ she told him, wincing and clutching her stomach. ‘Oh, I hate this. Relsor knows exactly where to hit me.’
            Talyc put a gloved hand on her free hand and turned his helmeted head towards her.
            ‘Thank you for always being there for me,’ he said. ‘I’ve said some things in the past that I regret. I know I’ve apologised before, but let me saying it again. I’m sorry. You and Knarf entering my life were the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Knarf is my best friend; you are like a sister to me. We are after all related by blood; no matter how distant, that matters to me.’ Shadie smiled. ‘Fane is my man and my love.’ He looked at the others. ‘I couldn’t have asked for better friends, or for better clanmates.’ His voice cracked. ‘Whatever happens today…’
            He didn’t finish the sentence, but instead bowed his head suddenly, and Shadie knew he was sobbing; she had a sense of him shutting his eyes tight. She nodded.
            ‘I know. Same thing with me.’
            She took a deep breath and sent more lightning towards the True Sith to help her companions, protecting Talyc as he continued to recover. The Mandalorian didn’t have the Force, but he sure was resilient.
            When the True Sith were down, Brenum and Trylia leaned on each other, Fane crouched, closing his eyes, and Knarf bent over breathing heavily.
            ‘He’s trying to slow us down, trying to stop us,’ said Fane. ‘He should know better by now.’
            ‘It’s all he has left,’ said Trylia, sadness in her voice.
            ‘That’s on him,’ Brenum said harshly. ‘You offered for him to come with us, for the Jedi to try to heal him, perchance it might have helped.’ Brenum shook his head. ‘Despite knowing the truth and what lay ahead in his future, he chose his fate.’ Trylia nodded.
            ‘Then it’s time for him to meet his fate,’ said Fane, standing again.
            He reached out a hand towards Talyc who took it. Together they walked to the command room’s door. Knarf worked briefly at its controls, slicing it open. Hand in hand, Fane and Talyc walked in first, Brenum and Trylia next, with Shadie and Knarf last.
            The door slid closed behind them.
            This was it. If Fane failed, they would all die.

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Mando-Jedi Love Is Complicated (SWTOR Fanfic Photoshop Experiments)

Talyc and Fane always live through so much angst (sorry my men) but they’re my favourite couple in my novella fanfic series.

Here Talyc is staring at Fane as he says “goodbye” to him. I wanted to show both of them front, so I placed a divider between them. Both have heads I created in Dragon Age: Inquisition, and both have armours whose colour I change in Photoshop, so it always takes some time to do their images, but it’s always worth it, I find. I always have to remember to add Talyc’s scar, which is subtle, but a detail I’d hate to forget.

Talyc says Goodbye to Fane as they stare at each other on Dromun Kaas (from The Future of the Force, Story 9, Star Wars Fan-Fiction by Celinka Serre)

As you will read, Fane comes very close to dying. (If he actually lives or dies, you’ll have to read the upcoming chapter to find out.)

To get Talyc’s body in the position I needed, I actually used a Bounty-Hunter character in the armour venting heat, and then I was able to mildly reposition the arms as I needed them. I also duplicated parts of them so they’d be in front of Fane, while Talyc was behind.

I made him cry. I tilted his head and added tears to his face. They’re subtle, but they add a pang to the already heart-breaking scene. (I’m sorry guys, I really am, but your romance is perfect for angst.) yes, I apologise to my characters.

Talyc holds Fane after his duel with Relsor (from The Future of the Force, Story 9, Star Wars Fan-Fiction by Celinka Serre)

Fane also a tear, one single tear following the natural line of his cheek. I was able to bend the body to have it in the position I wanted. I could have tilted his head more back, but I wanted him still conscious in this image. I really like this one; when I look at it, I can feel the angst of the scene.

As always, I’m open to feedback.


These images were created for my Star Wars The Old Republic Fan-fiction story, The Future of the Force, Story 9 in the Shadie series.

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The Future of the Force Chapter Eleven (Star Wars SWTOR Fan-Fiction)

The battle was underway and Talyc flew his fighter closer to the Chiss flagship upon exiting the Mandalorian flagship. They had just come out of hyperspace, almost directly on top of Relsor’s ship. Its stealth had been forcibly disrupted upon their arrival, though they could have calculated a bit more room to manoeuvre. The Crypt seemed to have some sort of shield around it, but the superlasers shook it every time they hit it, as far as Talyc could see from the cockpit of his fighter.
            He veered his fighter and took a dive, coming in close and hot right by the hull of the Chiss flagship. The Krayt Dragon came up close behind him, shooting at incoming fighters.
            ‘Talyc, what are you doing? You’re going to get yourself killed!’ came Emerick’s voice through the speaker.
            ‘One way or another,’ said Talyc.
            He flew closer and the superlasers trained on him. A series of Chiss fighters flew close behind him. Talyc waited and at the last second he pushed on the throttle, angling his fighter up sharply; the superlasers shot the Chiss starfighters that had given him chase and these disintegrated into tiny pieces of shrapnel.
            Another voice came on, this time through his helmet, low in warning. ‘Talyc. Careful there. I expect you by my side like you promised.’
            ‘I’ll try not to die before you do, Bes’laar,’ Talyc replied.
            Knarf chuckled but didn’t reply.
            Talyc looked about, bringing his fighter in for another pass around the flagship’s hull. He saw several Republic-make fighters and knew those were the Jedi of his clan. He shot at an incoming wave of Chiss fighters as they gave chase to the Jedi.
            ‘Keep those superlasers busy,’ Talyc commanded his squad. ‘Redirect them away from the Crypt and away from the Jedi.’
            It seemed as though the Krayt Dragon, the Maw, and the Fat Momma were dancing together. The Maw was pulling out many manoeuvres. Mildred must have been having a lot of fun in there. A superlaser barely grazed the hull of the Maw; only a minor scratch was on the beskar hull.
            ‘Careful, Mildred, beskar’gam isn’t superlaser proof,’ Talyc warned into the speaker.
            The other Mandalorian clan leader simply chuckled in reply.
            Talyc noticed the docking area and directed his quad to shoot at its barriers and weak spots. After a few passes, the docking area was no longer shielded. The Jedi and anyone else would be able to board the Chiss battleship.
            ‘The way is clear for your fighters to dock,’ Talyc announced through the speaker. ‘Good luck in there.’
            He made point of keeping his tone neutral. He saw the Jedi’s fighters come about. His turn to board the ship would come soon.

* * *


            Fane’s stomach lurched at Talyc’s military tone. He angled his fighter at an appropriate vector. The Sphere was passing between their fighters and the two flagships. It let Fane know that it would remain available to assist with any last-minute escapes if it was necessary. Fane hoped such an escape wouldn’t be needed.
            His fighter flew into the hangar and was met by many red lightsabers as many True Sith tried to bring it down before it had even parked. Fane saw Shadie, Knarf, Brenum, and Trylia’s fighters arrive behind him. Knarf used the fighter’s guns to shoot at True Sith, while Shadie popped the top of her cockpit and began sending streaks of lightning before her fighter had even come to a stop.
            Fane popped open the top of his fighter and jumped up, landing on a group of True Sith. He ignited his lightsaber, the aqua blade slashing in a circular motion as he turned, bringing down the group in one swoop.
            Another series of fighters entered the hangar, Jedi jumping out of them, as they assisted Fane and the others. Among them was Master Herl’unik. The Zabrak sent an onslaught of whirling energy at the True Sith, all the while absorbing anything they sent him. He lifted his hand and created an umbrella shape from the energy and it rained back down onto the True Sith.
            As another group of True Sith arrived, another small group of fighters entered the hangar. Fane was surprised to see they were Sith, as the dark-robed Force users jumped out of the fighters, red lightsabers and lightning attacking the True Sith. He recognised Lord Void, who drove his blade into a True Sith who had come behind Fane while he’d been distracted by the arrival of their unlikely allies.
            ‘Do not let your guard down, Jedi Fane,’ said Lord Void. ‘It would be unfortunate if Relsor’s True Sith rendered you unable to defeat their leader.’

Continue Reading Chapter Eleven

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