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Age had finally caught up to the old Ishi Tib. Waiting for the monster to make the first move was a fatal mistake. Perhaps in his younger years , he might have been fast enough to counter the creatures assault but not now. Age, the cramped quarters, the unexpectedness of the creature's ferocity...

The Shadow Monster's claws ripped through Drow's spacesuit, adding another deep gash to the Ishi Tib's already heavily scarred body. His years as a mercenary and Jedi had left quite the number of mementoes on his person and if he wanted to escape with another, he'd have to think quickly. He...

The space around Yavin IV, already far more crowded than usual, became even more crowded when a series of starfighters, transports, tankers, ramships, and all manner of hodgepodge pirate craft came out of hyperspace. These were the last of Red Rodrik's pirate fleet - the fleet that Drow Venn had...

"This exile, this appointment was supposed to be my penance, to make up for what I'd done. Are you replacing me now because you feel I've redeemed myself or because you no longer have a need for me?".Drow asked. "If it's the former, then shouldn't that be enough to be allowed in? As a Padawan...

Drow felt his chest clutch as he saw the monster harness his own attack and use it against Maura and Quin. It was very much Drow's worst nightmare come to life - his actions causing the harm of other Jedi around him. Feelings of darkness began creeping up in the back of his mind, telling him...

True, Quin's Force attack hadn't seemed to have affected this abomination and, in fact, seemed to make the beast stronger. And if Drow had been around to witness this failure, he probably would have adjusted his own strategy. But, he'd been busy cutting through the door and, thus, he saw no...

"Probably easier if I cut with you."Drow said matter-of-factly before revealing to Maura that he carried a lightsaber. His golden blade sprang to life and with a practiced hand, he got to work slicing through the door, taking the opposite corner Maura started on. TLDR: Drow cuts through the...

"Quin, go!" Drow barked, having gotten the younger Jedi's name from earlier. The darkness was all around them like an enveloping straitjacket and the older Ishi Tib knew that it would very much behoove them to get the hell out of here as quickly as possible. He went to pick up Maura in a...

"And here I was feeling guilty about all the wedgies I gave those science club nerds after school." Drow commented after Quin finished summing up the emails for him and Maura. Well, these guys didn't really seem like an organ harvesting facility but what they were was hard to guess. Unlicensed...

A knot in his stomach that Drow hadn't realized was there all these years suddenly felt much looser. He didn't dare to hope that he might one day be tending the orchards on Yavin that he'd helped curate or teaching a youngling the art of saber combat or even just to be able to sit and share a...

"Depends on what your definition of "alive" is, I suppose." Drow said to Maura as he too got a closer look at the beings trapped in the vat. He scanned the contents within the glass, feeling the agony and the remnants of the Dark Side emanating from them. To see if he could provoke some signs...

"Drastus." Drow said shortly but warmly. it had indeed been years since he'd attempted to recruit the boy into the Shadows. A boy much like himself in that he often flirted too much with the darkness in his fight against it, his bid to join the Shadows (and indeed, Knighthood) had been rejected...

"Appreciate the offer kid" Drow told Quin when the young Jedi followed him in order to make sure that no one was fighting alone. While Drow was more than capable of handling himself, he was glad of the company and felt comfortable, knowing he would be able watch over the two younger Jedi. And...

Drow narrowed his eyes at Draugr's swaggering. To think that he'd actually shared a drink with this man while undercover. It'd be so easy to just stick a blaster in his ribs and open fire... No. Much good as it would do the galaxy, the Jedi and Sith were at a ceasefire right now and, even if...

Drow had intercepted the same transmission as the others and had heard the other Jedi respond to it. Although some of the younger Jedi might not recognize his name, he certainly knew theirs due to the database of active Jedi in the galaxy that he was privy to as First Shadow. That was what...

"Aren't we all? I'm trying to decide who's more annoying to fight - Killiks or the Sith?"Drow said, leaning more into his chair as he got comfortable talking to his old friend. For once, he didn't feel like First Shadow. He just felt like a Jedi Padawan again, catching up with a friend in the...

Drow moved like the water of an old stream; slower perhaps in his aging years but graceful and constant as he sliced his way through the cultists. He defaulted to his Makashi, remembering Master Drallig's words as he cut his way to safety. Once he'd made enough of a gap, Drow let out a...

Being the Jedi Order's First Shadow wasn't easy in the best of times. It was a thankless job that typically involved a whole lot of infiltration, lying, murdering, stealing, spying, fleeing and, worst of all, meetings. Meetings from every which way. Which Sith convoy to attack next, whether this...

With his repeater almost out and the dying Tanker Killik becoming very unpredictable, Drow thought it was past time for machines. No, this situation didn't call for a repeater - it called for the Force. Closing his eyes, the Ishi Tib Master ignited his yellow-bladed lightsaber, gauged the...

Drow felt a pang as yet another defender fell to the Killik onslaught. But the emotional detachment that came with the job of First Shadow kicked in and the Ishi Tib just narrowed his eyes and fired another burst - this one ten rounds - at the Tanker Killik. His clip almost out, Drow would wait...