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Terra hoped that one of them would take it over. Crix or Mars would have been the logical choices, but Crix's absence brought that into question. If he returned to Dawn, maybe he'd be able to do something with it, but she doubted he wanted the responsibility. He'd always fancied himself...

Terra heard Crix approaching and laughed as he mentioned the blaster looked good on her. Ugh, don't make me laugh, she said, pressing her hand harder against her side. Pft, we've all got blood on our hands. You think mine are clean? she said. She knew who she was and she knew what she had...

Terra settled into the seat and patched up the wound on her side. It was probably the worst wound she'd taken, but she was a Tiefling: she had two livers, and if she lost the first one, she had redundancy, right? Don't give me that look. I'm not dead yet. Get me to a medcenter, she said. Even...

Terra felt splitting pain through her side where the shot had struck and she felt a wetness soaking her shirt. Her breath came in with great effort and she knew that she had gotten her wish... in a way. If she'd wanted to survive, she'd have stayed in her ship, but she'd come aboard, and now she...

Terra's own helmet hid the expression on her face, but it wasn't one of either joy or sadness, merely a determined resignation. If this failed, she refused to just wither and die, choking to death inside her own body and her out would be her own. She'd lived her life to the fullest, never afraid...

Maybe that'll still be in the cards, she said as he asked if she was sure about this. Maybe she'd go out sipping mai tai's, but that was almost worse in its own way. The "going out" process wouldn't be nice and it wouldn't be quick. Crix started looking through the information on the manifest...

Crow may have been calm, but Terra wasn't. Or at least, not quite. She had been in a few firefights in her life and even more dogfights, but it never failed to get her heart pounding. She fell in with the flight of the other pirates but broke off at the last moment, angling for one of the...

The formation of ships floated idly in space, waiting for their prey to arrive among a belt of asteroids that had long orbited the nearby planet. Prison ships like these simply floated through Imperial-controlled space much of the time, but there was no reason for any of their ships to be...

A few months. Less if this goes badly, she said, referring to the particular mission they were putting together. It was simply a hard fact of life that there was no avoiding or sidestepping at this point. She was going to die just like everyone else who had ever lived. There was a very real...

He's even stupider than he looks, Terra sneered as Trix started making threats. It seemed Crix was already well on top of things, though. She was going to make threats, but with all the pent up rage inside Crix, she didn't even need to. They had passed beyond threats and into "violent action."...

Detain him. Bring him in alive, she said into her comlink. The door leapt open a moment later, and Trix was hauled in by the arms, stun cuffed and patted down for his weapons. Trix. We didn't get to make proper acquaintance earlier. I'm Terra Lanris, she said, doing her best to exude utter...

Terra couldn't quite imagine what it was like to have a child and be separated from them. She didn't know what Crix was going through, but she'd seen enough desperation in the world to know that people would do anything for their children. Unspeakable things. I'm going to help you break him...

Terra could sense the desperation in Crix's voice. She could feel it as much as hear it. She couldn't imagine having a son, but from everything she understood, people would do anything for their children. She supposed she couldn't blame Crix for wanting to do the same. Hmm, she said, not...

Grin or not, Terra looked at Crix and practically saw right through him. He was anything but happy and anything but relaxed. There was far too much at stake even if she didn't know what that meant yet. The tattoo on his neck and the words he said brought the pieces together... kind of. Her...

Terra looked at Crix, and couldn't help but tell that something was... off. He didn't look happy to see her, and though he mentioned a "job" it wasn't the kind that seemed to have him excited or hyped up. Her eyes flicked over to Trix, and something about him gave her the bad vibes. She had...

Terra had been a sabaac player for most of her life, and she liked to know the cards that her enemies were holding. In this case, she had no idea what it was that brought Crix back to her door. The door slid open as they arrived at it, and Terra stood there, though two guards also stood at...

Terra bent over the counter of her private fresher at the Afterlife, and panted. The illness had been getting worse over the past two months, and by all accounts she only had a few more of those months left. To the rest of the galaxy, there was no information about her condition. She maintained...

Terra waited, having lost contact with Kessel, and now had to turn her attention to other things. Losing the planet would be a massive blow to Crimson Dawn, but she knew they would bounce back. Hope for the best, plan for the worst. She'd done a poor job of planning not foreseeing this, and...

Terra had made her broadcast to the galaxy, but the truth was that the Governor wasn't actually on Kessel at the moment or else she may well have hopped into a fighter herself and gone out to fight. But truthfully, that wasn't her greatest strength. She was a good pilot, but her last decade...

Terra's face was straight and grave as she addressed the camera. She had been a face seen in the halls of the Galactic Senate before, but as Governor of Kessel she was still a fairly new member as Kessel's independence was still fairly new. Citizens of the galaxy, it's with heavy heart and...