(HoloNet) – Black Rose Society Recruiting Soldiers, Support Staff

Black Rose Society Recruiting Soldiers, Support Staff For Immediate HoloNet Release Corellian News Agency (Talus) – The Black Rose Society – the secretive mercenary company who came out of the Unknown Regions during the Clone Wars and has recently accepted a contract of service with the Empire – is seeking to expand its roster. The Society, after a move from Naboo to Talus last week, has constructed a small outpost and is looking to expand not only their cadre of combat personnel, but also create an infrastructure of civic services open to the public. According to their recruiting corps, they are accepting any and all who wish to join “the family”, from seasoned veterans to green recruits to musicians, chefs, and dancers. Interested parties should...

(HoloNet) – Society Accepts Contract From Imperial Center

Society Accepts Contract from Imperial Center For Immediate HoloNet Release Imperial News Service (Naboo) – The Black Rose Society, the secretive mercenary company who came out of the Unknown Regions shortly before the Clone Wars and has been selling their services to governments throughout the galaxy ever since, has finally accepted a long-standing offer of patronage from Imperial Center. After a crippling defeat at Arkazi 2 which has left their personnel and infrastructure greatly reduced, the Society contacted Lord Hethrir and began negotiations. “We’ve been trying to get them for several years now,” said an aide from Lord Hethrir’s office on condition of anonymity, “but I think their Captain wanted to stay out of the civil war. With him dead...

The Book of Rahl – Chapter 24

“Deb…. Deb! DEB GODDAMMIT!” The Lieutenant’s shout shook me out of my reverie, as well as my abysmal attempt to keep Zeke’s bowels on the inside where they belonged. Zeke was gone, the Lieutenant knew it, I knew it, and by Zeke’s whimpering he knew it too. The Company was in service to the Legate Zef’indi of Arkazi 2, and things were not going well. We were brought in to quash an uprising against the Legate’s rule of Arkazi, a little known dustball in the Outer Rim that no civilized being had paid any attention to in centuries. The contract seemed to go perfectly fine for months until the rebel made an alliance with the Ri’Cha, exchanging support of the Ri’Cha’s small but vicious military for what we figured were economic concessions once...

Fool!

“You tell Master Farthingsworth,” said the Duke behind his desk, pointing his quill menacingly at the distraught page before him, “that eighty-thousand gold crowns is highway robbery, all I’m asking him to do is fix a bloody door. You tell him that.” The page nodded nervously, though visibly relieved that the fifteen minute tirade concerning the downfall of an “Honest day’s work for an honest day’s pay” and the decidedly dubious heredity of the Duchy’s chief stonemason was nearly at and end. He let out a squawk, however, when the door to the office burst open and a wizened figure stormed in with a flurry of violet robes. “OUT!” the figure (who seemed to the page to be at least eight feet tall and breathing fire) roared, and out the page...

The Line Departs

“You summoned me, Captain?” said the wizened old librarian from the door to her rooms in the city barracks. She looked up from the desk she had been resting her head on, eyes red and cheeks wet with tears. “Do you know what’s going on out there?” she asked quietly. “Mmm…seems a few of your men are a touch disgruntled,” he replied, his small but smooth voice soothing her as it had nearly every day since the company had arrived in Trinsic. He shuffled across the room smoothly, his slippers and robe making whispering sounds against the stone floor. Once or twice a month she made a habit of asking him about his upbringing, if he had ever served a noble – perhaps as a castellan or bard, and each and every time the man managed to deflect her...

Signal Fires

The arch-demon Agjax, perched expectantly upon his throne of bone deep within the bowels of the earth, clucked his forked tongue vexedly. He had known that the man-child was coming, it was the only next logical step in the mortal’s blazing trail through the demonic warlords and thanes of the underworld. Admittedly, he had looked forward to the man’s arrival, to his chance to end the destruction and all the future opportunities for gloating it would allow him in the unholy courts. Agjax’s vexation was directed at the entrance to his small cavern, from which came the sounds of quite a tussle. He secretly hoped the extra imps and warriors he had placed before the giant double doors weren’t up to the challenge. He had never met this particular man-child in...

“The World Stood Up…” – Epilogue

Alexander Rahl paced about a wooded clearing west of Trinsic, surrounded by dozens, if not hundreds of shades who had come to silently watch his slow descent into insanity. He paced about the clearing, pounding his fist into his hand, sometimes laughing, sometimes crying, and sometimes both. Even the shades, with millennia of knowledge and experience as watchers, couldn’t tell which was which anymore. “The world stood up…” he cried…or laughed…to no one in particular, “…the world stood up…” He had been saying that for a while, much to the confusion and dismay of the gathering. The shade of Kironius Mengst stepped forward from a tree he had been attempting futilely to lean on and put himself into Alexander’s field of view. “I think it’s...

An Interrupted Journal – Kalipso

She gazes down at his sleeping face…His handsome, dark features finally peaceful compared to his looks of anguish and suffering after his treacherous ordeal. She silently bends over and gently brushes his brow with a kiss before exiting the chamber. She scouts out the dark gloom of the structure for any lurking dangers and departs. She arrives at her front door; glad to see the torch she left out was still burning brightly. She grabs the torch and enters. With the torch as a guide she searches the rooms thoroughly, finding nothing. She creeps back downstairs and kneels before a chest, placing the torch propped up in a holder beside it. She rummages through the chest and unlocks a box containing her battered journal, which she tucks under her arm. She grabs a...

Alexander’s Suicide Note – Alexander Rahl

To Those I Have Wronged: This may be my last moment of lucidity before I ride to do both what I am compelled to do, and what I must do. In the coming days, I fear I will do many things, commit many atrocities, and spill the blood of those undeserving. For these acts I take sole and complete responsibility. It was a thread of darkness within me that kept the tame shadows in my service, a thread of darkness that allowed Tahl-Mearis to come here and face me, and a thread of darkness that compelled me absolutely to place his ring on my finger – an act which has caused an unstoppable series of events that I fear will only end in misery and strife. Know that those bearing rings who have followed me have done so utterly against their will. In the last days I have felt...

Fighting a Hopeless Battle – Alexander Rahl

Alexander Rahl sat alone in his father’s offices, staring into the mirror in disgust. His eyes had almost gone to black from the Taint, and yet he couldn’t help put pull in more. The Lady was very, very happy to have him back, and he’d spent the last week in a near-constant state of ecstasy, her presence flowing into him like a torrential flood, and his body, prepared from conception to contain such energies, soaked it up like a sponge. He felt the other connection, the one he was bred for, in the back of his mind, cold and silent. The room was full of ghostly eyes, staring at him, judging him, trying to gauge what he would do next, but he ignored them. Nearly every other thing in the small room had been shattered in his most recent battle with Her, but...