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Star Wars: Ancient SalvagePrologue:
Star Wars Tales: Infinities take an event in the known Star Wars universe, and changes it. What happens from there is up to the writer. It is a what would happen if tale.
Chapter 1: Aftermath
The end of the war was supposed to bring peace. It didnt. Behind them, the Yuuzhan Vong left a darkness that has clouded the light in the galaxy. Chaos reigns, and the once good people of this galaxy have been driven mad from war.
Jedi are all but extinct now, with only a few students of the Force remaining. Owen Kai now leads what is left of the Jedi Order. The recently rebuilt Old imperial palace on Coruscant now lay in ruins. That is the Jedis home now. It is the only safe place left.
Merely days after the final battle, the Jedi lie in the old imperial palace trying to rest and regain strength. The cold wind blows through what used to be the Emporers chamber. The windows are gone, and large pillar supports are the only thing keeping th
Treacherous as the Sea, Part 2October the 25th, 1568
The sun crept up over the horizon, the sky turning pale shades of orange and red. Ronin stood alone on the deck of the thieves vessel, without his over cloak. His sword was drawn, the point resting gently on the damp wood of the deck below his feet. He wore a decorative mask, made from polished steel. It depicted the mouth of a demon, fangs sharp and ferocious.
Sailors came climbing out from their hidden place of slumber only to stop in their tracks, staring at the odd figure before them. They were oddly silent at first, not knowing what to say or do. One overly superstitious sailor caught the gaze of Ronin.
Hes to put a spell on us! Hes tryin to eat me soul, he is!
The sailor with the lost nerves ran yelling back into the cabin. After a few moments, he came back out. His head was hung low, trying to avert his gaze from Ronin. He merely pointed a finger in the direction of the blue skinned man.
Th there Captain
Treacherous as the Sea, Part 1October the 24th, 1568
The foggy mist of the Atlantic Ocean settled in over the streets of London. Few passed through the streets at night, and for good reason. The streets near the London port were very dangerous at night. Murders, rapes, and muggings were the most common of occurrences. However, none of these things could shake Ronin. The night was the only time he could walk freely through London and breathe the open air without worry. No one would ever look you in the eye while it was dark on the streets, and Ronin preferred it that way.
His simple hand made leather shoes slapped against the cobblestone as he walked. His large overcoat kept him warm on the chilly nights in town, but it also hid his sword from view. He once found a bowler hat and wore it to conceal his strange feathery hair and the tips of his ears. He stayed away from the lamps; his dark skin was not well received with the pale Londoners.
Ronin loved to walk the pier, looking out on the ocean with the moon
Ronin: JourneysIt was a long time before Ronin decided to write about his life. He kept a few small memories on parchments that he always carried with him. Ronin would never forget the two most important events of his life, when he was born and when he was named. He never found a reason why he should keep constant record of his memories until he realized that he didn't age like a human does. He has walked the Earth since 852 AD, and has not aged a day beyond his birth year. When the computer was created, Ronin foud an easier way to create and carry with him all of his memories. Those small bits of his life in the past were all he had as he roamed the earth in search of something more.
The year is 2007, and Ronin sat in his room to reflect upon recent thoughts and memories.
I always loved to fly. The cool crisp air against your face. The clouds under your wings. The endless blue of the ocean. How I loved to fly.
I would a
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