Recent content by Rue "null" tepmuart

<"EXCUSE ME!? wachu mean show ME a thing or two? Mister forge master, you have what, I forgot, a short while of experience? I've been training with that bantha fodder since I was a small karkstain, show meeeee, Rue Tepmuart, a thing or two about smithing songsteel? I think not, but I welcome you...

Oh, how it stung her pride to have to be helped into a wheelchair, she grumbled slightly, but had little other choice in the matter..Rue would nod at the forgemaster's answer, an acceptable one, as Rue closed her eyes a moment to ponder it, with a soft inhale. <“I'll take the gauntlets...

Rue would nearly yelp at the numbers, 30!?.. then again, it was Tatooine, a hive of scum and villainy, but 30? yeah.. that was going to be a major problem, there had to be a way to even the odds for them.. "well, I can offer you some basic weaponry, assuming we're fighting just basic thugs, you...

Rue would nod at the forgemaster's statement, even if she was bottling up her absolutely tempestuous emotions, she could agree with the rally master in these words. <“Evil, darkness, whatever it is, I don't care.. I just want it to end, no more Feifis, no more Cremeks, I want to cut the head...

Rue would inhale sharply at the forgemaster's words, feifi was gone.. she would swiftly move to wipe some tears away with her arm, forcing herself to keep together for the time being. She would try to sit up, which felt awkward, as she was left hand dominant, so she sorta flopped for a second...

Rue would look upon the forge master when he entered, nodding her head gently in greetings, part of a smile creeping onto her lips, before swiftly vanishing. <“Despite it all..”> she would look to her hand in thought, before she winced, she felt like complete utter shit, both physically and...

..It was cold.. It was lucky the forge master arrived when he did, as rues wounds were quite severe, the environment certainly did her no favors either, as the armorer's blade was still embedded into her dead assailant. What seemed to be rues left arm was a few inches away from her body...

Rue was just about to exit this absolute shit hole, when a young Rodian would approach her, at first, she was willing to just ignore him and pretend that she didn't hear him, but then he said those absolutely magical words, “I can pay.” and rue, well, she loved money, even if part of her didn't...

Rue would be kicked onto her back, before rolling to avoid a strike from feifi, getting grazed in her shoulder, she grunts painfully, before reaching for her weapon again, thrusting it up right into feifis chest. Under rues helmet, tears began to fall, blurring her vision, and the realisation...

Concord dawn 0000 hours ..The cold months.. On one of her many adventures, rue had lost possession of her hammer, part of her was absolutely furious, but she had received a transmission from someone familiar… one of her biggest regrets, a burden she had carried since she learned of her...

The tepmuart would sigh gently, man, these drinks were absolutely shit! She was quite disappointed as to why these non alcoholic drinks were just that bad.. oh well.. the tepmuart would stand, moving to pay off her tab, she would move to grab her hammer, placing it back on her back, as she would...

Null Welcome to the dunes! Rue was a totally legitimate business woman, always down to make good money where there was a good market to be found, it was in her blood as a tepmuart after all, trade was her jam, just as much as kicking hut’uun hides and smithing songsteel armaments were, and...

<"sister.."> Rue would ponder that word for a moment, it felt odd, foreign.. of course she had no issue with it but it.. it stung a little.. like an old barb, it reminded her of the only regret she still clung to, not saving him. The one meant to be her other half.. maybe if they are reborn...

<"Ahhh now that's the difficult part now is it! lot of concordians are nomadic nowadays, even if they 'live' on the planet itself, the warriors amongst us are usually on the move quite often, the only people who really settle down are the craftsmen and farmers as typical, or to run places such...

<"eep!> Oh dear, rue knew that voice all too well, a voice of a good friend indeed, still, it was enough to startle the poor smith, fumbling the energy crossbow but catching it at the last second with a sigh. "<Hauron, hello! you didn't tell me you were coming to concord dawn, I would have...