As Carth led Zayne onto the bridge of the Republic flagship, Admiral Saul Karath flashed a predatory smile. "I've always said you were a man who was going places, Onasi, but I continue to marvel at the things you bring back. You don't have a Jedi here at all, but something a lot more interesting." Zayne's stomach turned as he realized where this ( Read more... )

Carth Onasi settled into the pilot seat of his ship, The Deadweight, after a long morning making supply runs. As he started to take off, he called the comm tower to give an update. "That's the last of the loads, Camp Three Command. I'll give your regards to the Courageous. Say hi to the Mandalorian armies for me ( Read more... )

"Gryph, I think we should try to pull out now," Zayne said, walking into the storage hold that was serving as Gryph's office and the home of all of his hard-earned credits ( Read more... )

Conditions weren't great. It was constantly raining, the sound of ships moving about usually hung in the air, and the planet was currently packed with Republic soldiers. And yet, there were two beings who were ecstatic to be there ( Read more... )

Zayne and Gryph were waiting for their ship to be delivered at Pad 223 in relative silence. But when Gryph indicated their their new ship was incoming, Zayne had a few questions. "That's pretty big. How could you possibly afford to buy that ( Read more... )