SithLore

Cholganna. A damp forest world located in the middle of nowhere, whose only claim to galactic traders was the infamous Nexu. Poggle the Lesser used to own one on Geonosis, back when Jedi were as commonplace as Imperial Army troopers. Back when battle droids such as himself were mainline troops and n...

Within one of the many hangar bays of the Reverent , the ever-zealous battle-droid-turned-wing-commander 33-5H4 was running through his sledge of a daily routine with naught but a metaphorical smile upon his face and the dogma of the Empire spewing from his vocal box. His fellow pilots of Baktoid Wi...

Mygeeto. Once a war-ravaged Separatist stronghold, the Outer Rim planet had all but vanished into antiquity by the time of the Empire; Sparse colonies dotted the planet and scarce factories still ran, processing the abundance of crystals that covered the surface. The native Lurmen and the host of ot...

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The Scimitars barreled towards the Sith Dreadnought, binary chatter leaping through the comms channels as the droids talked amongst themselves. As the war machines on both sides began to stir towards one another, 33-5H4 noticed a fairly sizable amount of Imperial craft racing up behind them - the Bl...

The hangar bay was buzzing with activity as dozens of droids swirled around, performing routine maintenance checks on a particularly special wing of factory-fresh Scimitar Assault Bombers. Dubbed Doren's Destroyers by the wing's commanding officer, the shining Imperial blue durasteel flashed proudly...

[OOC: Storm Commando armor was a half-minded typo I forgot to fix within the edit window. Apologies. 33 is supposed to be in Spacetrooper armor. Again, apologies.] 33 stood up from the chair and rotated his head so as to get a good look at the pilot. ((( You are indeed correct, sitting pilot. I do p...

The commando droid had been spinning around in the chair for a solid half-hour as the YT soared through the cosmos, it's photoreceptors soaking in every detail of the ship. At his flanks stood two Imperial Engineers, equipped in their usual uniform and armed with the venerable E-11e blast cannon - a...

The commando droid sprinted down the halls at an inhuman pace, deadset on overtaking the fleeing fugitive that was being pursued by it's mouse droid. 33-5H4's photoreceptors were rapidly scanning the space station surrounding it, looking for any indicator as to who might be the culprit. Several corr...