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Theme Blackrow had accepted their demands and they were good to go - especially seeing as they had been being tailed for some time now actually. The company had managed to scrounge up enough of a naval presence in the area to become something of a problem for the magnificent duo it had to be...

Theme Allard was meeting with someone rather important today. He was meeting with someone he had saved from a burning building; saved from a terrorist attack on his life and the lives of everyone within the capital building. Unfortunately for Ord Cantrell, this man he was meeting today was the...

Theme Allard didn't really like spending too much time on Ord Mantell - his wife was on Ord Mantell and she was beginning to become a bit of a pain in the backside if he was honest with himself. Their child? Not so much, but Daesha had become a bit different since complications during...

Theme Allard wasn't a fan of slavery. Which was a karking understatement if ever one had been uttered. If there was one part of his Alderaanian heritage that made itself known time and time again it was that he despised the idea of living beings forced into the bondage of slavery. He had...

Theme "Kate!" Allard barged through the door back into area the ship had landed in, dressed in his combat armour and with his rifle in hand. The ship had been brought down into the slums on this planet by a ground based tractor beam and it was clear that they were going to be attacked. He had...

Theme Allard was going to introduce Kate to someone he knew - someone he knew would be able to get her involved in the wars that she wanted. Christopher Harlow was going to be a little bit different to anything that Kate had dealt with in the past and it was going to be made worse by the fact...

Theme Allard hummed a little bit as he sat up in first class, sipping lightly at the Alderaanian red wine that he been part of his order of the cheese platter. It actually wasn't something that Allard was going to eat himself... but that was because he wasn't nearby as alone as people seemed to...

Theme Ah the space-port! Sometimes there was just nothing that could beat going through customs and being able to just relax and have a drink. Sure, he had his own ship and he could relax and let the twins fly it but it just wasn't the same as being a passenger on a commercial spaceliner...

Theme Allard was already regretting making this trip if he was honest with himself... and all for the sake of his taste-buds. The Deucalians were a people he'd wanted to spend more time with since his mission with them some time ago now. One thing he did wish however? Was that they lived...

Theme Considering all the places he had travelled to? Allard Keever shouldn't be afraid of landing on Zeltros. Hell, so many stories filled the smuggler chatter of the Galaxy about what an amazing place Zeltros actually was. So many people were convinced that it was a paradise but the very...

Welcome to the Galaxy The birth had been sudden. Allard hadn't been able to be there for the birth itself and, honestly, that might have been a good thing. If he had been there he was almost entirely certain that he would have panicked more than a little bit as there had been complications...

Theme Once you were off the beaten trail, Ord Cantrell was just like every other planet in the Galaxy, meaning that it adhered to the Galactic truth... There's always a slum. Always. And just as the saying went, there was a rather large slum neighbourhood behind the tourist trap that was the...

Theme Allard and Nolan were back at the capital building to speak to politicians of Ord Cantrell after a run in with terrorists - this time it was in the wake of their successful attack on the Crimson Dawn's main base of operations so Allard was a little bit happier at the prospect of speaking...

Theme Allard frowned slightly as he sat in the waiting room for the meeting with the leader of one of the political parties here on Ord Cantrell, the Conservationist Party. The slicers within the Guild had confirmed that the attack on the Militia building had been a terrorist group located on...

Theme Allard had already arrived. He'd placed the call to the senator to let her know that he had a lead on some pilots but that their boss needed to have a chat with her first, hence why he had instructed her to make her way here rather than just deal with it himself. As someone who wasn't...

Theme Allard was dressed in his armoured suit rather than his other, more battle centred, outfit. This wasn't supposed to be a combat op after all. This was talks with a senator on a world at the edge of Republic space. One willing to do a lot to protect her planet... and with the credits to...

Theme Ord Cantrell - it was a resort planet. Full of beaches and hotels that rose high into the air like skyscrapers. Allard and Nolan were here because they were looking to take advantage of the sleepy, relaxed, atmosphere that seemed to be common on the planet. They had been sizing up a...

Theme Allard was... throwing a baby shower. Technically speaking, a baby shower was supposed to be organised by the mother's friends - primarily by her best friends. Now, Allard would be the first to say that they had some interesting friends but equally he would be the first to say that it...

Theme Allard didn't like dealing with the Cartel - they disgusted in in many ways... and it many ways they were actually rather bad customers too. As if the slavery and other practices weren't vile enough, they always came to the table thinking that they had the right to demand that you lowered...

Theme What the hell was he doing on Corellia? His job. Ish. What the hell was he doing on Corellia sitting in a bar trying to look like he belonged? Also his job. Ish. His job was, primarily, as a smuggler. Sure, he was rather good at making sure that he did a decent enough job of playing...