The Storms That Rage

The Dark Tide Rises
Log of Dane Valor

We found an ancient artifact of untold power, worth millions of credits, only to bring it back and be told that we were not allowed to sell it. I saw the captains point but that doesn’t exactly mean I have to agree with it. We had no idea what the crate would do once it opened, if anything. A few weeks passed while we were researching the artifact just keeping it in the ship not doing anything with it and I was getting tired of it, and so were a few of the others. All of our research just came up with more mystery. There was one surefire way to find out what was in this crate, and that was to open it.

Mustafar, a planet not to far from here with a lot of volcanic activity, no population to endanger, that was where we would open it. Issakar Trussek, Karn Bardark, Lor, and myself would go. We found an abandoned mining station when we arrived, and we managed to get the deflector shields up and running again, just in case and lava decided to rain from the skies. We took the crate outdoors on to the middle of a bridge over the rivers of lava. We each put a crystal in, first Issakar, then Lor, then myself, and just as Karn was about to put in the last crystal we heard an earth shattering screech as we looked up to see a large winged creature flying down towards us. Fire spewed from its mouth as it bounced off of the deflector shields. The door to the mining facility opened and three cloaked figures walked out, demanding we hand over the crate. I told Karn to keep his crystal safe as the rest of us fought them off. These were three Sith Lords we were dealing with, and one of them seemed to have control over the giant beast.

Issakar managed to take his out first, and shortly after that Lor dealt with his, both of them falling towards the lava, but the beast managed to save them from a fiery demise. We surrounded the last one but she managed to escape us, the beast flying all three of them to safety. It was finally time to open the crate. We prepared ourselves for another fight, even though we were very lucky to scrape by the first one.

When the crate opened it was not darkness that came from it as expected, it was light. A very powerful light that blinded all of us. In my mind I saw the picture of a moon, one that is not to far from where we make our base. All of the sudden I heard a voice, it said something about forever dominating my destiny, that was when I was able to stand again, I walked up to the crate and looked in it and found a sword. There were four of them, one for each of us. We put the top back on the crate and brought it back to the ship, whatever power it held inside of it was now set free, and to our delight it did not decide to kill any of us, but who knows what that power has in store for the rest of the galaxy as it seemed to have left the planet.

We got back to the station and we decided to go ahead with the deal to sell the artifact, now that it had no power we didn’t have to worry about the danger it could pose. We hope that whatever we released doesn’t cause to much trouble, but I have a feeling that everything involving that will turn out well. We got a mountain of credits, and we used them well over the next few months, outfitting our ships and the station, I even sent everyone on a small vacation to thank them for all of their hard work, along with a good amount of credits. We hired a few people on a monthly basis to help with the general operations of our base and we set up defenses to protect us from all but the most vicious attacks. We all decided to go our own ways for a little, and take care of our personal matters. I asked Lor to go with me to the planet Ragosa, to look for the other half of this silver lightsaber that the datachip I found mentioned.

I always knew my past would catch up to me, but of course it came when I least expected it. It was supposed to be a simple retrieval mission. The planet was covered in coral of all colors, it used to have a lot of water until the Hutts released some sort of plague on the planet that dried it all up. R2-E0 Picked up the signal of a ship and we decided that was a good place to start our search. We found the ship and landed our X-wings in the clearing next to it. There were no life signs aboard, and nobody was in the vicinity of the ship, and something felt wrong. I put my goggles on which lead me to find blood splatter, and leading in to the coral was a trail of it, somebody was dragged from this spot. Lor and I followed the trail to a door, which lead under the coral, and it was unlocked. Once we were inside we saw all manner of strange things, including samples of the algae that I took from Zeepadax and started growing on the station. We heard screams further in and we came face to face with an old crazy man, he seemed to want to negotiate before he released a monstrous beast to try and kill us, some sort of coral monster, no doubt created using Sith Alchemy.

We destroyed the monster, and I turned around to see something that I had been dreading for years, the face of my former master. He made a full suit powered by the force sensitive algae and covered himself in some sort of force shadow to hide it. His name is Darth Malladus and I had no doubt that he would kill us both.

When Royalty Falls
Log of Dane

I was not having a bad time on Ryloth. We were getting ready for the race when I felt it, a disturbance. The Family was in danger, terrible danger. I reached out to Schesa but I knew it was a longshot. She was clear across the galaxy.

Isshikar and I got in our x-wings and headed straight to the station. I could only hope that we would not be to late.

We dropped out of hyperspace in to the midst of a battle. It seemed my message had reached the captain after all, The Perserverance was here helping against a Hapan Battle Dragon. We were still vastly outclassed but it seemed damaged and Home was just getting involved in the fight. The Blood Prince had X-wings on his side against the Galactic Alliances Tie Fighters, we would blend right in with the enemy.

The fight was intense but we were wittleing down their numbers. I took out five X-wings before turning on the Blood Prince and firing some very well placed torpedoes. The explosion was beautiful as the ship split in two. The Galactic Alliance prepared their boarding party and rescued our missing members and arrested The Blood Prince. I landed on the station and greeted Schesa and the rest.

The whole family was together again. A man named Reek had brought Law on board earlier and wanted 50,000 credits for his services. He would not get them but we offered to fix his ship free of charge, but he refused. He said he would leave when he was ready, so me and The Captain went aboard home for some privacy, it had been to long since we had seen each other. During that time Issakar was forced to fight Reek who attempted to kill Law aboard our station. That was when we found out about Laws bounty. 50,000,000 credits. A meeting was called. It was decided that it was to dangerous to have him with us. Since he joined he had been nothing but trouble and his mistakes have put us in danger far to many times. Only Ramses, Puck, and Gota wanted him to stay. Not only did be awaken a Sith Lord and not follow orders, but he escaped himself and left Leech and Screech to die, and brought Whik Selba aboard this station who then stole Issakars ship from him in the battle. We had to ask him to leave. He had no place in The Family. It was sad but there is no other option. If he is lucky and he makes it to his family he might make it a while, but if he can’t be bothered to help us, we can’t help him.

Note from Law

Everyone -

I don’t know where to begin. For years I dreamt of leaving Tatooine to see what else there was in the galaxy. The Family came to me looking for help, and I happily obliged. Not only did I get you all the credits, but I also put my neck on the line to free a girl who had the lust for life in her eyes like I did.

I didn’t ask for anything in return. Helping you all and Genica was enough of a reward for me. What did I get in return? Even more hatred from a Hutt I’ve spent my whole life avoiding. For the Family.

You all eventually came back to Tatooine and I saw my opportunity to do more good in the galaxy and see what was in store. Ever since I’ve joined, I’ve been in nothing but life threatening situations.

On Zeepadax, I only went back to the evil Sith cave to see if I could find the source of the creatures ravaging the city. Tactically, it was the best move. Sure, I could have kept fighting those monsters. We all could have. But who knew if they’d ever stop? I had an invisible speeder and everyone was more than capable of handling themselves. So I went to the cave where these monsters came from, the ones The Family released, to see if they could be stopped. The catalyst to the events that followed was not my fault. Lor insisted on coming with me, and brought the Logue Dagger with him.

Against my protests, he insisted on carrying it with him. I tried all I could do to stash as many of the pieces outside of the cave but he perceived all of my attempts. As we scouted the cave we came upon a metal door that definitely belonged to a ship. Based on the lore of the Logue Dagger, which the family brought to the planet due to the captain being captured, I knew going through that door was a bad idea. Yet again, Lor insisted on going further when I was planning on reporting back. Being the man that I am, I could not let a child, Jedi or not, go through that door alone. We were easily overwhelmed by what I can only describe is dark side abominations. Lor was paralyzed by the abominations and I tried my best to get us out of there. We were grabbed by what appeared to be a sarlacc and it snagged all the pieces of the dagger. That is what caused the Sith Lord to be resurrected. Yes, it’s our fault and I’m going to fix it.

Following that event, after seeing my friends die….I questioned why I left home to begin with. So I went back to Tatooine to clear my head. I learned that when the galaxy fights you, you keep fighting back; to never give up. Upon coming back, I felt relieved to spend time with my friends and celebrate what little we could celebrate. I felt everyone deserved to relieve some of the tension, and we all had fun doing so as The Family.

The next day we were to take off to Zeltross for a dropoff. When we arrived at the club where the buyer was supposed to be, I encountered Whik Selba. I’ll admit the female Zeltron seduced me with her pheromones and drugged me. Little did I know, I was in the one place I never wanted to be. I awoke to find I had been captured by Wut the Hutt, along with Leech and Screech. Where everyone else was; I have no idea. I saw an opening for an escape and I tried to take it. I almost made it out of the club before Whik captured me yet again.

Next thing I know, I’m back on Tatooine…again….

After a few days of being tortured alongside Leech and Screech, I asked Whik to set up time I could talk to Wut. I figured after all he and I have been through, the least he could do was talk to me. I intended on gambling my life away in order to free Leech and Screech. They knew of my intentions. Instead of that talk, I was thrown into a pit to fight for my life with nothing to defend myself. Time and time again I survived, hoping my friends and Family would come for us. Until I was put in the pit with an innocent man and was told to kill him. That’s where I drew the line and it was also the moment I realized none of you were coming. So I fought back against my captors. If I was going to die, it was to be on my terms. Not because I let an innocent man live. That man was Reek. And today, that man died by the hand of The Family. All he wanted was credits. I’m sure I’ll be blamed for his death too.

You can all hate me and blame me for everything that happened. I will use that hatred to fuel me and give me the strength to keep surviving.

You all turned your back on me. Left Leech, Screech, Nash(NoIdeaWhoThisIs), and myself to rot as slaves in a Hutt palace. I’ve been told you were all waiting on Whik’s orders to come save us all; after Wut the Hutt consolidated Hutt Space into Wut Space so she could kill him and take over. I wasn’t aware that you all negotiated the lives of your “Family” in order to gain powerful allies and very possibly throw the galaxy into ruin. Hutts always, ALWAYS want more. You all honestly believe the Hutts would not have ventured into GR territory and bring war throughout the galaxy? What I did saved many innocent lives from that fate. Keep the Hutts fighting themselves. If the price I had to pay for doing so was a little bounty on my head, then I’m not too concerned. I’m sure the bounty will only go up from here on out.

Apparently all of you see a bounty to be a death sentence. I brought up my bounty to talk through a viable solution and Dane couldn’t be bothered. He blamed me for everything that happened and said you were all in too much danger. After writing all of this it’s apparent that it’s the reverse that’s true. The Family is too much of a danger to me and I’ve only suffered ever since I decided to help you all out.

When Schesa was captured, who went on the rescue mission to save her? I did.

When Leech and Screech were captured, who was the only one that tried to save them? Me.

All of you waited.

Even when they were within our reach, you let someone else save them.

If I had known I’d come back to hatred and hostility I never would have returned. I would have hunted Leech and Screech down on my own and saved them because unlike all of you I still believe Family comes first.
If I hadn’t returned, Blood Prince would have slaughtered all of you and reclaimed his space station. If it weren’t for me spotting them on the other side of the sun, Schesa would not have had time to contact the GA to save The Family.

So what would have happened? What would have happened if the station or Home were destroyed due to the Blood Prince?! Would you all have blamed Dane and forced him out since he’s the one who decided to take the space station from slavers?! Or would you all just keep making credits, business as usual?

I always heard that family comes first. But for all of you, credits and power come first. You’re no better than Hutts.

From here on out I’m going to fix the galaxy and do what I do best: survive.



Karn Bardark
Before Family

Log entry day xx/xx/xxxx
Woke up from what appears to be some sort of chamber. No one is fucking around and power is to be off line.

Log entry day xx/xx/xxxx
After some time I manage to get the power back up and running. Communications are disabled. There are rations and supplies here so I can live. The rooms of all the people that were here are empty and personal files are redacted. So I still do not know any of their names.

Log entry day xx/xx/xxxx

After some time and electric shocks later, final got communications back on line. It seems that I was stuck in that chamber for over xxx fucking years. Error rest of entry lost…..

Log entry day xx/xx/xxxx
Since I am in the middle of nowhere I have to try to fix a speeder up so I can find a town. I remember that there was a town near but who knows after being in the chamber so long I may be the only one on this planet.

Log entry day xx/xx/xxxx
Found a town it is a day by speeder, closer then I remembered but I am not complaining. Found some crap to sell in the base for beer money. Drank and got banned from a bar.

Log entry day xx/xx/xxxx

After getting banned from yet another bar I only had one left in town that may still serve me. The owner and bartender asked where I got my speeder from. Well I did read on the holonet that the empire has fallen, serves them right for leaving me there, so I made up a story that I salvaged it. This is true. He offered me way more it was worth. It seems collectors and others will pay a fuckton of credits for old empire parts since they are now rare. We made a deal and then we drank.

Log entry day xx/xx/xxxx
I have been still going back to that bar. Since we made that deal I and the man, I call barkeep, are partners. I “salvage” parts for him and deliver parts for him to other collectors he is in contacted with. It is a 60-40 split in my favor since I do the work but with bar bill it is more like a 50-50 split most times. I do have my own private ship to do the delivers but collectors are so boring and some do tick me off.

Log entry day xx/xx/xxxx

Today the delivery is different. This time the other group is giving me some cases of alcohol for some of the payment. Makes no difference to me, most likely I will be drinking that alcohol in the future. Barkeep does say it is some good shit so party when I get back. Hope it is not some boring collector.

Log of Dane.

-The log of Dane Valor-Kept By R2-E0—

The Family has grown. Zeepadax held nothing good for the family, and only terror for the rest of the galaxy. Once again a Jedi comes in and ruins everything. I can see why Law’s parents didn’t want to send him to the Jedi Order, no discipline or patience. He would go to the Dark Side in a month. A new Sith Lord, as if there aren’t enough of them in the galaxy. It doesn’t matter on the Outer Rim though. They can have their Core Worlds.

We have already lost Nest’ly, Goot, and Fraxis. Things that seemingly could not be avoided. All when there was deviation from the plans. We have picked up many people since then. Karn and Issakar, traders. Issakar is a strong Trandoshan, pretty straightforward, and loves credits. It seems Karn is some Sith Weapon. I’m hoping he doesn’t have some sort of trigger. We need to bring Kate to his bunker soon.

Nub Nub, Raygaar, Nash, and Officer Briggs. Four of the strangest beings I have met. An ewok, the small wookiee ex-slave, the ex-slave human random guy, and a former dock officer from Utapau. Nub Nub, and I had some sort of primitive alcohol influenced bonding hunt. Nash is currently no longer an ex slave, and we don’t know where to find him, Leech or Screech. We are looking for leads and I hope we find them soon but I don’t think we will find them soon, or alive… That doesn’t mean I’ll stop looking though… Family comes first….

There’s also this new racing venture. We have a chance at a legitimate income. The racer is pretty good, and her pod isn’t half bad. Thea could probably get her running even faster if she takes the help, plus with the credits we can put it, I think we have a shot at getting pretty far in the championship. I would take just a few wins in her rookie year but something tells me we will do good. I’m having most of the Family look into the missing members, but I feel I’m going to be need at Ryloth, but maybe its nothing.

Did I mention the Zombie? Sith Zombie on Endor. Controlled by a piece of the Loge Dagger. Why all the way out here? Did it follow us? That weird miner guy that was following us for a while was brought back with full force and attacked Karn in a bunker. He turned to dust after we defeated him. We’re going to have to become more powerful for whats ahead.

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