Spintir - Baize Homestead
Jon sat on the porch of the farmhouse slowly rocking in a chair, packed bag sitting beside him. Luna lay curled up by his feet, gently snoring after a hard day's work. Guin still had a few minutes to arrive, but Jon wasn't worried. The woman always seemed to arrive...
Spintir - Reles
It was dark days for the Empire, crime seemed to encroach all around. Spintir had not been spared in this uptick in crime. Whether it was related to the Hutts or just a symptom of their forces being spread too thin, it didn't matter. Jon had retired from public service, but he...
Spintir - Baize Farmstead
The sun was just beginning to crawl above the horizon. Jon had already been up for a couple of hours. Life on the farm started early, but it was second nature for sure soldier turned farmer.
He had not wanted to return to Spintir, leaving Kali but it had been...
Spintir - Spring
It had been several months since Jon and Kali had taken the first steps towards their new reality. On Spintir, Fall had turned into winter, and winter had turned into Spring. With the melting of the snow came the time to start building. Jon had been splitting his time between...
Music
They were not in their usual bar. The Rusty Rifle was a great bar, the best bar even, but they didn't have karaoke, so Jon and Guin had to go elsewhere occasionally. The atmosphere was pretty great as Jon and Guin jumped off the stage after a song.
Jon had already had a few drinks and...
The expedition was almost ready to get underway. They had begun scouting worlds along the new project new hyperplane when one such patrol had briefly sent out a distress signal before going silent.
Jon had known there would be issues along the way; missing ships had been what had birthed this...
The Rusty Rifle
They climbed out of the taxi, Jon looking up the familiar neon sign "THE RUSTY RIF-E" the "L" either burned out or broken for so long that no one remembered what had actually happened to it. They had a score to settle, Jon was glad he hadn't actually drank that much at the...
Raxus - Imperial Garrison
Commander Joanthen Baize walked the line of stormtroopers in formation. The air was tense, normally they wouldn't have had a Commander performing these inspections, but he had shown up without notice. The Commander normally wore his grey Officer's uniform, but today he...
We walked the rows and rows of Imperial gravestones, each representing a life cut short on Dathomir. He passed names he knew and names he didn't, all he considered brothers and sisters. He wore his dress uniform, maybe half intending to attend the Imperial Gathering nearby, but that idea had...
Jonathen Baize had not been initially thrilled with his transfer. He was a soldier through and through, and while his new work helping to oversee the Empire's defenses and logistic networks was important work, there was no doubt he was being sidelined and likely forgotten. He was not one to sit...
Raxus - Garrison Command
Commander Jonathen Baize sat in his new office in Garrison Command, going through reports. It had not been an easy transition for the last couple of months, but he was not one to take these sorts of things lying down. He had set to his work diligently; the last...
Raxus - Garrison Command Firing Range
It was late; the range wasn't completely empty, but mostly so. Jon had completed his transfer, settling into his new role. He hadn't really come to peace with it yet, or anything for that matter. He had lingered here into the late hours of the night because...
Theme
They moved quickly through the canyon; blasters pointed upward in search of the trap they knew they were walking into. They had finally punched through the cloud of green haze that had enveloped them for hours, revealing the blood-red sky of the afternoon sky.
There were shots up ahead...
Raxus.
12th Regiment Barracks
Jon had arrived back on Raxus several hours prior. The days following the Battle of Dathormir had not been easy ones. They quickly withdrew from the planet after the witch queen was killed. They had won but at a high price. The 12th Regiment had lost over a third...
New Alderaan
Jon and Kali had been through a lot in their time together; they had quelled Ewok rebellions, wolves almost ate them, and they had even faced off against dark side horrors. They had come through it all stronger than before. Today, Jon was just as nervous, if not more about their...
Ord Biniir - Imperial Listening Station
Commander Jonathen Baize had been sent to routinely inspect the small garrison stationed at the remote listening station tucked into the Ord Biniir wilderness. He was a day into his inspection when the odd occurrences started. They began losing power...
Operation Zuri had begun, and Imperial troops had been delayed all over the region and were engaged with enemy forces. Commander Joanthen Baize had been tasked with leading a small strike team behind enemy lines and taking out two shield generators that were protecting their target from aerial...
Jonathen's platoon piled out of transport. When he had heard the news of the prison train derailment and who they had been transporting, he had requested to be assigned to the event.
"Secure the perimeter," he ordered as his men fell out. He took off his helmet and scanned the scene. He had...
Entralla
Jonathen's platoon had been on patrol on Entralla for a few weeks when they started to hear odd rumors about creatures being spotted and other strange activity in the area. At first, they had chalked it up to backwater superstition, but then his soldiers started to see some of the same...
Spintir - Imperial Garrison
Lieutenant Jonathen Baize wore a grim expression as he stepped off the transport. There was a nervous air about the place. Normally, a garrison would be bustling with activity, but two days prior, the entire armory had gone missing from right under the garrison's...