SW-Fanworks

He came from outta the South, A cigarra of tabac in his mouth. A vicious Clantaani from Clantaano Three He came to Mos Gamos for a killing spree Two guns hung low at his hip And you knew not to give him lip Said he “When I shoot I am never wrong-o You may all know me as Longo!” (Longo…Longo…) He terrorized that little town, Terrorized it up, terrorized it down Everyone soon left that place, Then, his gang went in to take its place With his fast hands and his huge gang Every man who stood up soon fell with a bang He said “Now that I’m this town’s master On Tatooine, there’s no faster blaster th

Phara Pyso Age: 23 Gender: Female Skin Colour: Grey-White Species: Dathomirian Human Physical Description: Phara does her best to maintain a posh regal air about her in appearance. Her platinum blonde hair is almost always kept in a simple Naboo style braid hanging down her back while she keeps her body hair groomed. In stature, she stands close 5"9" with a firm b-cup chest to go with an athletic body toned from years of training. Her body is covered in intricate tattoos that can be interpreted as blades or the flowing of motion, with some calling them tattoos of a Scion and others that of a Guardian. Personality: A series of conflictin

The Inquisitorius Academy, Mustafar  The ride up to the living quarters was dead silent. Cal stood in the scratchy academy uniform sporadically shifting from side to side. After more than six months of nothing, his body was completely unused to being covered. His connection to the force felt dulled while his sixth 'hunters' sense he had developed was similarly muted now. He couldn’t imagine how Kara must feel.    The wookiee girl, for her part, was the face of abject misery and suppressed rage. What Cal could only assume was either a blouse or a mens dress shirt had been half-buttoned haphazardly on her chest, rumpled and ripped in s