Recent content by Esther Nyx

Madness. It was utter madness. Monsters battling beasts, soldiers and warriors clashing head to head, all with the abundance of death lingering in their midst. Sith and darksiders alike fed off it, using the carnage as a source of malevolent power. But as terrifying as it all was, the chaos was...

The archive's structures trembled, causing dust to fall down upon Esther's head. For a moment, she simply stood confused, dumbfounded by the whole situation. Korriban? The heart of the Sith - under attack? Who would be so bold? So foolish? Regardless, a humourless chuckled escape the Kiffar's...

Esther visibly gulped at the Sith's predatory smirk; a smiling Sith was a dangerous one, usually because they had some nefarious intent driving them forward. When faced with such an opponent, it was usually wise to make yourself scarce. Esther didn't have that option right now - if she backed...

In times of darkness, Esther leaned on the words of her father, quoting them nearly word for word. They gave her comfort when there was nothing else. "We live and we die. That is life." But no, Esther didn't want to die. She had barely even lived yet. Death was a tangible concept amongst the...

Esther wasn't fond of technology, especially when it came in the form of vicious little droids. As the bug-eyed tinny made a nuisance of itself, she tried to swat it away. Had she the strength, she'd club the metal vermin right across the archives. Pets were the worst to deal with, exactly for...

"Oaths?" This Sith wished to make a compact? A blood promise? What for? None of this was making any sense, and even if Esther asked, she doubted she'd get a rational answer. Squirming in obvious discomfort, the Kiffar flinched, not so much at the sight of blood, but rather at the fact the...

One minute, Esther was striving to hold back the tears, the next she was face to face with some sort of a metallic creature. Beady, robotic eyes gawked at her, mirroring the Kiffar's own wariness. It didn't last though; within a flash, the droid skittered off, snatching a fragile scroll from...

Orbit of Ilum Theme Jostled awake and wretched to her feet, Esther was pushed to move with the rest of the prisoners. She had never been so sore, so tired; this was true fatigue. But there was no rest for them or any reprieve. They were slaves after all and slaves’ lives limited affairs...

The Archives, Korriban Theme Within the bowels of Korriban, a solitary figure passively sat at work. Whilst warriors trained hard on the grounds above, she stayed tucked away, confined to the ancient archives. Esther hadn’t seen the sun in days; that luxury could not be afforded to her, not...

Esther balked at the green lady's venom; she hadn't expected it, though really she should have. The galaxy was full of all sorts of people, from cut throats and thugs, to hostiles and Sith. And being a slave to one, Esther should have known better than to answer back, but she shouldn't stop...

With each step, Esther felt something stir beneath her conscious; it stalked the recesses of her mind, forever of the peripheral, simply out of sight. But it was there. And with every passing moment, it grew and twisted itself further into existence. A beast taking form; it paced and prowled...

Entering the establishment, Esther felt and looked noticeably awkward. She'd never been to a bar before - tell a lie, she had, just never on her own. Never without her 'handler'. She was twitchy however, peeking over her shoulder every so often, just to be safe. Maybe this was a test. A cruel...

Finally released, Esther wrenched herself away, both from the accursed ground and from the equally unpleasant Sith. She found her feet quickly and bitterly battled to steady her breath. With each passing moment, her nerves further frayed. Esther desperately grasped at straws, trying to calm...

Esther registered the pain before anything else; the sand was coarse and rough, its heat near scolding to the touch. It stung her very eyes and cut at her throat, especially as she lay upon the ground, gasping for air; the push had sent her sprawling, near winding her on the impact alone. Before...

Esther unwilling flinched, her usual defiance now noticeably cowed. Instinctively, she wanted to rant and rave, to curse and resist. But such foolishness promised little else other than death. Esther remembered vividly how greatly her family had suffered at the hands of this man. Janus had been...