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Dark Days grip the Galaxy. The once joyful cheers of a victorious Republic have been silenced. Replaced by whispers and fears of the unknown, and a newly risen Empire.

The Jedi, once great protectors and peace keepers of the Republic, have been cast out as traitors - blamed for the Clone Wars. Some Jedi have accepted the fall of the Order as the will of the force and broke all ties to the Jedi, seeking ordinary lives. Others have gone into exile, meditating on the darkness that now holds power, waiting for the time when the Jedi may rise again. Still others roam the galaxy, organizing Anti-Imperial groups, seeking away to strike back at the Empire and supplant the new Emperor, a Sith Lord.

Rumors abound of the invasion of Kashyykk and the enslavement of the Wookiees, the battles of New Plympto and the massacre of the Nosaurians. Common sentients live in fear. For others, however, it is a time of prosperity and wealth. Bounty hunters collect on Jedi fugitives, Rebel factions and anyone else the Empire deems dangerous to its rule. Mercenaries and henchmen hire on with wealthy Crime Lords and Business sentients looking to protect their assets. The spice and illegal weapons market is more than any smuggler can handle.

In the new Empire the innocent are made to suffer, the wicked flourish, and there are infinite possibilities for both good and evil….


Planet Gendorn, on the busy City walk of Zariiu, many sentients carry on with normal lives.


But for some, daily life is full of paranoia, fear and violence.

Every step they take may be their last….

The “Mad Claw” Lounge and Cantina, a favorite watering hole of Citizens, bounty hunters and every other walk of life in Zariiu.

Usually a place for sentients to get a drink and ease their troubles.

But one Sentient, a vicious Devaronian Bounty Hunter named Travillar, has just one thing on his mind today.

Travillar eyes another customer as he makes his way to his informant, “I have appointment, you’d be smart to go get drink now” he growls.

The shady Quermian looks to Travillar and shows a bit of fake hospitality, “Good day fellow Sentient, what can I do for you? Are in need of directions?”

Travillar growls back “Only one thing I seek from you, information….”

The Quermian cuts the pleasantries as he asks what the Devaronian’s business is, “I know who you are and what you seek. But my services are no small matter, are you sure your funded well enough to use them?”

Agitated, Travillar replies “More than enough for your kind, 10,000 creds will cover, yesss?”

“That should be sufficient.” Says the Quermian.

Travillars eyes narrow, “Now tell me, where can I find Jedi?”

To Travillar.s twisted delight, the Quermian informant simply raises his hand and points to another patron in the Cantina.

Travillar approaches the young Aqualish which the Quermian pointed out cautiously, “You are new face here, yesss? Maybe then you can help me with problem…”

The Aqualish looks up, unflinching, “I am not familiar with this place, but I will help if I can……”

“I am looking for someone that carries unique item.”

“What item might that be?” the young Aqualish replies.

Travillar.s lip twitches “Your laser sword……”

A sharp hum and the scent of burnt ozone is prevalent as the Lightsaber ignites about the same time that Travillar swings open his cloak, to reveal his cybernetic arms brimming with fire power, “ AAAAAHHHHHH!”

The young Aqualish Jedi is no fool and quickly decides this is a fight he can’t win with so many other Bounty Hunters and lowlifes present, who might capitalize on the situation.

With a blinding Force assisted leap, the Jedi flips clear of the bounty hunter.s line of fire.

In a fit of rage that his prey might escape, Travillar fires wildly trying to keep the Jedi in his sights. But the Jedi is far to quick and Travillar riddles the ceiling and walls will blaster holes.

With the force as his ally, by the time his feet hit the floor, the Aqualish Jedi is already heading out of the Cantina.

Travillar tears through the other Cantina patrons after his bounty, knocking over several innocent bystanders on his way.

Knowing full well he can’t match the Jedi’s speed, Travillar levels his blaster and takes precise aim.

He fires a fully charged blaster bolt into the Jedi’s back.

Through the force, the Jedi feels the Blaster bolt coming, but there is little even a Jedi can do to deflect such a powerful blaster bolt from behind. The Aqualish drops to the Cantina floor as the blast tears through his right side.

As he heads for the downed Jedi, a seemingly unthreatening Quarren bystander blindsides the Devaronian bounty hunter and draws a blaster on the crowd of others that might take the Jedi bounty.

The Quarren waves his blaster at all the would-be bounty hunters. “No one move, this Jedi is mine and I’m taking him, anyone follows, and my blaster barrel will be the last thing you ever see!”

A group of Iktochi mercenaries, blasters drawn, stare down the Quarren as he lifts the barely conscious Jedi to his feet and Travillar struggles to climb to his hands and knees just in time to watch his bounty slip away.

The Quarren backs out of the Cantina slowly with the Jedi, leaving a scene of disarray and angry bounty hunters wondering where he will take the Jedi and if they could possibly head him off and collect the bounty themselves…………….

  Chapter 1  
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