United By War {The Princess Bride & Defender77 RPG}[No touchy!!!]

[The Princess Bride]

Ok, I am posting it. You can do the opening Rich...

 

[Victory of the Cross]

The skyline of Coruscant was majestic to behold early before sunrise, its towered minarets like tall trees reaching towards the sun for warmth and strength, very much like the way the people once looked to the Jedi for the same protection, yet in recent years the Jedi Order was finding itself more and more often the subject of controversy, people viewed them as obsolete remnant of a dying age and ideals

Such matters would have been of great concern to the Jedi, yet to young Wilfred Kenobi they mattered little, all he was concerned with was passing his galactic history test at the Coruscant academy for young diplomats.

Wilfred’s father was a member of the galactic senate, a representative of the Correilan system and one of the most outspoken objectors to palatines government and the creation of the Clone army, Correila already supported Corsec with its contributions and the people of the industrial system were not willing to waste more resources on another military, where Corsec would suffice for their needs, the rest of the galaxy was responsible for itself in the eyes of the populace of the this world, gem of the mid rim

“Master Wilfred your Father is on the com for you” a tall slender male spoke softly in a high-toned Coruscanti accent, he was Baro Mende young will’s protector and guardian the last of his line, a family line which had for 10 generations served at the pleasure of the Kenobi family, yet Baro had never found a wife and with his age now too advanced to father children, he had sadly accepted the grim fact his family line would end with him.

“Be there now Uncle Baro” Wilfred replied pushing back his text books and activation his comchannel within his handcrafted desk, before him appeared a small flickering image of his father “Good to see you son, and in such fine shape, you must have grown a foot since I last saw you” his father gleamed with joy at seeing his firstborn and only male heir to Kenobi estate
“I still only have two” Wilfred cheekily replied pointing towards his black knee length boot, made from the finest leather in the galaxy from the plains of Althreata

“So you do son… Son I fear for your safety on Coruscant my son, so I have asked your Uncle Obiwan to escort you to Correila, he has agreed and will be there within a few days” his father replied his voice clearly disturbed

“Of course Father, as you wish”Wilfred replied as the image of his father disappeared and was replaced by the signal to de-activate the com

 

[Victory of the Cross]

*poke*

 

[The Princess Bride]

The scent of smoke hung thickly about the stillness of the night. On the horizon orange and pink glows could be seen, as a small town burnt to ash and ruin. A nearby owl hooted and a coyote could be heard calling for its mate.

The sun had just begun to send low flickers of light just over the hilltop as a solitary figure trudged over the top. The traveler struggled for each step as they made their way down the road leading away from the town.

Wandering off the path, the traveler walked over to a trickle of a stream for water.

“What have I done?” They moaned, studying their reflection.




Quite a distance away, a girl let out a giggle, “That was the easiest town to raid ever!”

Lloyd Herring glanced back at his sister, “Or perhaps we are just getting better at it!”

Kendra ran her fingers through the pile of gold, “I can’t wait to spend it!”

Lloyd chuckled, “Wise spending, I hope.”

The siblings were silent for a moment, Kendra busy enjoying the fruits of their raid, and Lloyd intent on piloting their space-ship.

“Though one thing troubles me.” Lloyd remarked after a moment, “That traveler that got away, I think they were Jedi.”

”Jedi?” Kendra mocked, “That I doubt, if they were Jedi, they would have fought us!”

“I know.” Lloyd agreed, “That is what troubles me so.”

 

[Victory of the Cross]

“Too long in the cold and the dark I wander, too long in the soft corners of the galaxy I linger, alone forsaken and forgotten I am alone, facing the very galaxy I once aided, now alone I must face the trials of war, in the soft recesses of the void where few dare travel, from the darkness will become a light, too late and too little I am, yet one light can ignite the stars” the old man hummed to himself as he carved away at the granite before him, daily he etched away at the massive rockface crafting his memories into stone for all time to remember that despite the future which he had foresaw of men in white serving a growing darkness, neither man nor machine would stop his rise, yet from death would come life and from life redemptions and from redemption salvation for the galaxy, forver they would remember oneman, a forsaken soul lost and alone

 

[The Princess Bride]

Desiree's bare feet pounded on the hard dirt road. Out of breath, she stopped for a moment in the doorway of a home to regain her composure.

Risking her life, Desiree had run away from her Hutt master. No matter how many times they had whipped her after every attempted escape, she still kept trying. Finally, today, her day of redemption had come.

The only obstacle she faced now, was getting out of the city...alive.

 

[Victory of the Cross]

Gabriela was bored, she hated long trips to the capital “when will we get there” she muttered as she curled a strand of hair around her finger several times before uncurling and starting all over again
“When shall we get there, my dear Shall” Scolded the old woman whom she was travelling with, she had been Gabbi’s nanny for as long as she could remember, and she had hated her for that long also if she recalled correctly
“And to answer your question, sooner if you would be quiet and allow me to think” the old lady added with a long scowl, her hair as strict as her uniform, a deep Correilan blue, with very little in the way of fancy and frills

((shall your slave meet up with my old jedi?))

 

[The Princess Bride]

((ok, that works))

Desiree wasnt' paying attention to where she was going, when she suddenly collided with a soldier.

Falling back on the ground, Desiree cowered, out of fear, certain she had been discovered by her master's enterage.

"Please dont kill me!" She begged, groveling.

 

[Victory of the Cross]

((so how we going to get all of us together?))

 

[Victory of the Cross]

“Too long in the cold and the dark I wander, too long in the soft corners of the galaxy I linger, alone forsaken and forgotten I am alone, facing the very galaxy I once aided, now alone I must face the trials of war, in the soft recesses of the void where few dare travel, from the darkness will become a light, too late and too little I am, yet one light can ignite the stars” the old man hummed to himself as he carved away at the granite before him, daily he etched away at the massive rockface crafting his memories into stone for all time to remember that despite the future which he had foresaw of men in white serving a growing darkness, neither man nor machine would stop his rise, yet from death would come life and from life redemptions and from redemption salvation for the galaxy, forver they would remember oneman, a forsaken soul lost and alone

Carefully the old man ignited his sapphire blade, its soft glow adding an eriee hue to the room "Why have it all come to this, the galaxy torn, my heart broken, the winds of change blowing stronger than any can resist" he whispered slowly to himself, the words of an old Jedi sage from long ago, whom uttered the same words in his exile, as Cedric now did in his on "Long ago i was lost" a voice echoed through the room, its source and speaker unknown

 

[The Princess Bride]

Amryn soon gathered her strength from resting. With a sigh, she heaved herself off the soft grass carpeting.

Filling her canteen with water, Amryn set off once more. This time, however, she was headed for the Capital.

"I wonder what those space pirates wanted...it seems as though they were after something more than bounty." Amryn mused, as she trudged along the dirty, dust laden road. Her boot clad feet sent up a puff of dust with every step she took.

"More importantly, what was I doing there?" Amryn questioned, her hand touching the bump on her head. "And how did I get that? Did I fall?"

Shaking her head, Amryn prayed that her case of amnesia would be brief. Not remembering anything but her name and that she needed to go to the Capital was frustrating.

 

[Victory of the Cross]

(I'm stumped any idea what i can do? )

 

[The Princess Bride]

((ok, that works))

Desiree wasnt' paying attention to where she was going, when she suddenly collided with a soldier.

Falling back on the ground, Desiree cowered, out of fear, certain she had been discovered by her master's enterage.

"Please dont kill me!" She begged, groveling.

((You can let the girl and old woman respond to this post.))

 

[Victory of the Cross]

((You can let the girl and old woman respond to this post.))

((might work ))

Gabriela was suprised to see the girl collide with one of her guards "Who are you?" she asked as she moved closer to the scruffy newcomer, before being restrained by old woman who pushed the girl backwards "You scruffy begger what do you want" she rasped as she poked at the girl with her walking cane

 

[The Princess Bride]

Shrinking from the old woman's cane, Desiree clutched the hem of the young girls cloak. Her eyes seemed softer than anyone else's.

"I am Desiree, a Hutt slave. I ran away from my Master because I was going to be sold once more, only to a worse creature than he." Desiree sobbed, tears raining down her cheeks.

 

[Victory of the Cross]

"Oh granny can't we keep her?" Gabbi pleaded with puppy Dog eyes "Pleeeease!" she pleaded with her most innocent of smiles tha often hid a thousand naughty deeds

"Of cousre not the girl is a vagabond, and one of those lesser women i warned you about" the old woman repleid poking again at the girl with her cane

 

[The Princess Bride]

Wincing at the old woman's continued poking, Desiree decided that was better than entertaing the Hutt's here.

"Please my Lady! Let me serve you instead of the vile Hutts!" She begged, head bowed to the ground.


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After a long, tiring trudge, Amryn finally came in sight of the Capital. Heaving a sigh of relief, she enjoyed the gentle breeze coming down the moutain's slope.

At a steady pace, she soon reached the gates. After paying the toll, Amryn walked through the broad, iron gates into the Capital city.

Amazed by all the sights and sounds, Amryn tried to absorb all the glory of the city.

 

[Victory of the Cross]

((any idea's H~?))