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Dac City, Mon Cala Denizens of the Core Worlds often spoke disparagingly about the Outer Rim. They envisioned lawless lands and desolate towns inhabited by unwashed, ignorant, impoverished colonists. Places too unclean to go. Why ever go beyond the elegant spires of Coruscant and Corellia...

Aboard the Sector Ranger Mobile Headquarters ship Lighthouse Meeting Room 02, 1900 Hours Shipboard Standard Time Lieutenant Velt had sent a request to meet to her personal terminal earlier in the week. Something to make it not look urgent. To the recipient, nothing would seem out of the...

Coruscant Sub-Level 616, Former Ranger Station The message had arrived unexpectedly. A request to meet from a number unknown but the sign-off was someone he'd met only once before. Someone critical to an investigation that had long been a cold-case which now found new life. Given the secret...

Orange and red evening rays shined through the blinds of the penthouse apartment. The green, blue, red, and purple hues of the jungle of plants gave the otherwise bland and modern dwelling a rainbow of life. Everything felt colorful and bright. The kitchen had been cleaned and the floor swept...

Open to all Sector Rangers. Anyone else interested, just ask Between the war between the Sith Empire and the Free Worlds Alliance, along with the chaos of the AMS virus, small worlds had been forgotten. Planetary governments looked after themselves and often didn’t lift a finger to aid others...

He had faced near constant danger. Infected had chomping on his visor and armor-plating. Goons and thugs of every variety stabbing, slashing, and blasting. Sith, drenched in red and black, trying to choke and crush all before them. Deranged droids proclaiming galactic conquest. Corran had...

Theme Sunlight drifted through the leaves on the pleasantly warm afternoon. Manicured trees stood tall and proud with grass as lush as fine carpet growing about their roots. Chandrila was often like this. A paradise world that was practically comforting down to its molten core. Lieutenant Velt...

Aboard the Lighthouse - New Sector Ranger Mobile Headquarters Above a massive gas giant with icy rings running from north to south, orbited a Quasar Fire II-class Light Carrier with a GR-75 transport in its shadow. Once military ships of smaller planets after the First Order War, they fell into...

Beyond the comforts, luxuries, and security of the Core Worlds were the boundless dangers and equally boundless riches of the frontier. The Velcar Sector was no different. Asteroid fields in the area contained immense amounts of profitable minerals. Located beyond the boundaries of any current...

Senator Soygun York's office was imbedded deep within the towering edifice of an office building across the street from the Senate. The skyscraper practically shared a courtyard with its more public and prestigious neighbor. Despite the morning being sunny and clear of clouds, Lieutenant Velt...

A slow, shaky exhale escaped from Corran's lips as he stood before the door of the luxury suite. He had been here before. Stayed the night in fact. But this evening it felt like he was facing down a raging gutkurr all over again. How would she take the news? Would she toss him out? Slap him? Or...

Darkness. Not like nightfall. An unnatural darkness caused by an urban canopy, not unlike a jungle, blocked out most of the natural light from the surface. Only the occasional flick of a spark, walkway guides, or the long forgotten artificial light beaming into the shadows provided and a glimpse...

Open to any Senators Never before had Corran Velt stood in the very halls of power. The Senate building on Coruscant had been home to the Old Republics politicians, held the Imperial Senate before it was swept away by Emperor Palpatine, and finally restored under the New Republic. The Free...

Rain tapped against the windshield of the speeder. Being an purely urban world, it was surprising that Coruscant could still rain. Yet water fell from the heavens. Hues of luminescent purple, red, blue, and green colored the tear-drop streaks that glided down the windows of the vehicle...

Listehol Run trade route - Mirial System The outskirts of the Mirial System were like countless other star systems. Distant orbiting bodies and nearby asteroid fields. Debris from when their cool sun used its mighty gravity to shape worlds. Unlike thousands of others, Mirial's sun managed to...

A YT-1300 drifted slowly through vacant space in the very outskirts of the Corellian system; far from any traffic ways or stations. Red outlines raced along the edges of the ship, before meeting at the tip of the nose pod at the fore. It was an odd amalgamation of brand new and rustic old. There...

If a night was ever calm, it was this one. Corellia was not often quiet, but it was tonight. The night sky was completely cloudless, with both orbiting moons and countless stars in clear view. In the distance, starships periodically came and went from Coronet City's various ports and dockyards...

Canto Bight, Cantonica A setting sun contrasted against the bright lights that illuminated the darkening sky from the city streets. Nearby, coastal waves softly came in and out against a sandy beach near high cliffs. The city of Canto Bight, with its Naboo-like architecture, looked picturquese...

Pirate Station Manaan Region The transport was stuffy. Eight beings packed practically shoulder to shoulder. Corran didn’t mind the windowless shell of the craft. It was like any other working freighter he had ever been on in his youth. Even back then, not knowing if some junkyard fighter was...

Cona, outskirts of the Pirate Depot Desert. Rocks. Sand. The lowest of the low always seemed to pick the same geography for their secret bases, hideouts, or treasure troves. It’s never some paradise world or one with nice libraries. Always a desolate, water-thirsting world in the middle of...