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-Theme- "Led Crow." Marion hopped from the upper ledges of a small durasteel container, pulling into a flip before landing as gracefully as a feline. Having trained with Venatus, a legend in his own right, and his daughter Aliyah, she was more than adept in such fields. Her heart, however, was...

The Art of CQC Location: Deep Space Training Regiments @Marion Espaa @Led Crow {Open to Anyone who wants CQC Practice} With time as their ally, even the most resilient fighters can last through a storm of blows. This is the basis of the art known as Close Quarter Combat, trained to engage...

Just as Marion had anticipated, the foolish marauder's brawn was no match for the cold calculation of her precise training. There were many things Marion couldn't do. Battle was not among them. Empowering the pommel of her sword with the Force to add impact, Marion swung her pommel directly into...

I am the sword, deadly against all weapons. Neither spear, nor poleax, nor dagger can prevail against me. Alacrity stood at the regular length of an arming sword, complete with a wired hilt, silver finish, and a razor sharp edge. Though not the plasma of a lightsaber, it's cutting power would...

Come, stranger. Let us see how you fight. He began to close the distance with that energy axe weapon he was carrying. It was similar to a lightsaber, but a mockery of sorts. A weapon you would expect to hear of in myths and legends, but it was not intimidating. A simple spear was in his off...

And so, in that moment, Marion understood. His speech was coarse, but what he said provided her with enough information to piece together his purpose here. The axe he touted about did nothing to frighten her, her own weapon was more than a match for such a crude tool. Her eyes thinned as the man...

Roars of warning caused the hair on Marion's arm to stand on end. The sounds of fighting, of steel clashing against some form of energy, the hymn of loss and triumph started to echo around her. She did not yet abandon her search of the hut, overturning furniture and opening anything that looked...

The village they approached was formerly a lively one, made up of a small mock barrier and arrayed with tents that dot the area. Once it was well populated compared to the surrounding areas, but the weather and nearby predators caused the denizens to flee in favor of a larger tribe. Though the...

This little gathering had certainly turned into an interesting array of strange happenings. Aliyah, ever to form, pitifully and jokingly tried to toss a blank piece of paper at her. Aliyah's face grew to a faded complexion of crimson as the Twi'lek replied to the Varite's layered question. It...

-Music- This was the second time Marion had come to Tython in the last month. The time prior had been for the funeral of Venatus Phoenix, one she had been close to, one she had once fallen for. Since that day, she'd spent the majority of her time focusing on the issues her own people faced on...

For the first time in months, Marion had left Rhen Var and her clan to come to yet another Jedi Gathering. But this gathering... it was not for battle, or celebration, but to mourn the loss of somebody she held dearest to her heart. Walking gently up to Aliyah and giving her a long hug, she...

Venatus and the Shadows It was just a week till Solstice, and the nights were turning chill And the battle turned to stalemate, double-bluff, and feint and drill When a shadow drifted northward, just a shadow, nothing more. No one noticed that the shadows grew all darker that before. No one...

The bolt struck true and the trandoshan was disarmed as Aliyah smashed their speeder into the side of his, attempting and succeeding at throwing the slaver mercilessly from his bike and into the dense underbrush below. They had two wookies now, even as children they possessed a decent size and...

Marion pressed her foot down against the pedals of the speeder as hard as she could while she watched Venatus buck the]trandoshan off the speeder as her bolt struck his neck, causing a series of violent bloody coughs before his body was thrown into a tree and remained deathly still. Continuing...

It went from calm, peaceful meeting to full out action in a matter of seconds. Marion could hear the whirring of engine, priming of blasters, lightsaber activations... the sounds of all out warfare. Exactly what Aliyah had said to avoid, but it wasn't as though they had much choice; somehow, the...

"And my bow, for what it's worth. You didn't think I was going to let you fight this without me?" This was a risk on Marion's part, half because she had just recently elicited the annoyance of the Order, and had a rather brutal confrontation with Ven over it. They hadn't spoken since their...

Marion curled up and allowed the moment to push her backward into a roll, as her sword was expertly disarmed by Venatus. She let her weight carry her back to her feet, drawing her knife as she rose. Marion kept her distance for a moment, observing his stance, his armor, his weapons. Looking for...

He started at it again just as quickly as he had before, going on about how she had disrespected the Jedi in their home. If they had intended on talking about the affairs of the Galaxy and how it was viewed, she felt her sentiment was appropriate. He, of course, was the mighty and noble Venatus...

There had been many times in the past were Marion had forgiven people for their downright disrespectful attitudes toward her, but from one so close as to be considered her friend - it was insulting. Venatus had taken exception to her speech before the Conclave and went as far as to tell her, in...

She was ticked, to say the least, at what she saw before her. She had come with Venatus to pledge herself to the Jedi Order and do whatever she could to push back the Exile threat. Only after they were defeated would her clan truly be safe and at peace with the Galaxy as a whole. But it seemed...