#swtor onslaught

[legendscon]

More freebies! Our friends at SWTOR sent us a big box of posters and pins for our attendees! Stop by the information booth at the convention both days to take your pick of posters and pins while supplies last!

#SWTOR family #Darth Malgus #Tau Idair #SWTOR #Copero #Chiss #SWTOR Onslaught #General Daeruun #Onderon #Onderon Temple #Major Anri #Arn Peralun #Gnost Dural #Darth Rviix #Lana Beniko #SWTOR Legacy of the Sith #ExpandedUniverse #StarWars Legends #Star Wars Expanded Universe #SWEU

[rukiexramen]

Everyone: *fight with their lightsaber.*

Theron: I'll try my fist, that's a good trick.

#suckerpunches your lightsaber #I lol'd super hard #SWTOR #SW #Theron Shan #Lord scourge #Kira Carsen #Senya Tirall #Arcann #swtor onslaught #Theron honey pls

[kemendin]

(This may be the prelude to a longer fic or may end up a standalone, but for now it’s the latter. We shall see. Spoilers for Onslaught.)

MEK-SHA

The sound of air straining within a compressed throat fills the narrow room as you approach.

After a moment you snap your hand to the side, dashing the short, struggling Zabrak against the wall. He lands heavily on the floor, groaning and half conscious.

Once you would have let him hang there before you, feet kicking, hands grasping at his throat as he strangled in your invisible hold, and you might have even snapped his neck then, and tossed his lifeless body aside without a thought.

But not this time. You have no aversion to killing, but you know he wouldn’t approve. You don’t want the first thing you do in front of him, after all these years, to be cold murder.

You step forward, past the fallen Zabrak. Slow, deliberate, menacing behind the mask that obscures your head. The cloth feels suffocating, the metal chafing on your cheeks and brow. You’ve never been one to hide your face; you wore the memory of your pride even when your head was bowed in an immortal masquerade of obedience.

But there is a necessity for disguise here, and not a glimpse of your being can be seen. The scarlet of your skin, the crimson of your eyes, all hidden behind a garb of shadows. Even your presence in the Force is cloaked - a grim irony, that you should conceal yourself deliberately when for so long, you could offer nothing else. Nothing but the grey void of your existence.

You turn your shrouded gaze ahead, and see him standing there, and immediately you clamp an iron fist around your heart to still the way it wants to writhe inside you. You’ve followed him for some time now, watched him from a distance - but this is the closest you’ve been. The first time you’ve truly seen his face since that fateful day, when you abandoned him aboard a breaking flagship and lost the one star still guiding you through the twilight.

His face is older, his gaze sharper, like it was hollowed out and then only partially filled again, leaving edges that catch light and shadows both. His stance is wary as he stares at you. His lightsaber is already in his hand, far quicker to reach for it than you remember, the green-gold blade flaring brightly in the dimness of the room.

“Who are you?” he asks. His voice is level, controlled - not truly fearless, but not truly afraid.

You cannot answer him. Not yet.

You aren’t certain you know the answer yourself.

Instead you halt and pointedly reach for your own lightsaber. The scarlet blade spits from the hilt under an automatic flick of your wrist - and internally you freeze for an instant, wondering if he’ll notice a familiar gesture. The casual twist that became your signature, heralding the annihilation about to be unleashed.

But though his hand tightens around his own weapon, there is no recognition in his eyes - at least, none that you can visually discern. And you dare not probe further, not while his guard is still up. It’s only in the heightened chaos of battle that you will find an opening in his mental defences, and have the chance to discern if one of your fears, at least, has any basis in reality.

And so an instant later you charge forward, swinging a swift, sideways blow at his midriff. His saber flashes to meet yours, but you’re already attacking from another angle, trying to keep him off balance for as long as you can, because you know from experience that he will soon find his rhythm and you won’t be able to maintain such erratic strikes and still hold the upper hand.

You can feel the power in each slash and thrust of his lightsaber, tempered by the years you did not see. The balance, the surety, the way he gauges each movement without the need for thought as the Force flows through him. Natural skill in combat has been honed by endless, unwilling experience; but where some would have fallen, exhausted and spent, he has at last learned to harness the bright blaze of battle and risen, triumphant, above the ashes.

You keep your own motions sharp, vicious as you cut at him, as though single-minded in your attempt to bring him down. It’s a crude imitation of the harsh elegance that is your true form, but you know he will recognise your style in an instant, if you allow it to show through. He parries your attacks with relative ease, but that, too, is part of the deception - giving the impression of power in your strikes without overwhelming him. It’s a delicate balance you recall well, from the first time you crossed blades with this Jedi and allowed him to overcome you, when he was a young knight still aglow with inexperience and ideals.

You still haven’t sensed what you fear to find, and so you press the attack; and in the breath between heartbeats, the space between sparks, you find an opening. Swift as an injection, you are in, then out again. You only brush the edges of his mind, but it is enough. What would be hidden from others would be clear to you, you who learned every iteration of its touch. But you find nothing - no dark stain upon his presence, no whispers of deceit coiling like a serpent waiting to strike.

It’s true, then. What you had felt, but could not bring yourself to believe.

He is free. You are both, at long last, free.

The realisation arrests you, and his next riposte catches you off guard. You bat it clumsily away and stumble back, suddenly feeling as off balance as he’d been moments ago. Your breathing is harsh, shallow behind your mask, your pulse thundering through your limbs and in your ears.

Escape. You must escape, before he realises. You can’t process this and him at once, not yet -

There’s an instant of uncertainty between you. You stare at him, and you see his head cant fractionally, see the furrow divoting between his brows as he holds his lightsaber before him, awaiting the next strike.

It does not come. You reach out through the Force and yank at a nearby vent in the wall, wrenching it out of place. A torrent of steam is released, flooding out to fill the room; you use it to conceal your escape, even as you flounder beneath the unexpected weight of relief dragging at your body.

“So how’d the mask work?” asks Kira, when you climb heavily aboard the cramped ship you’d both arrived in, and wedge yourself into a seat too small for your bulky form.

You drag the oppressive mask from your head and toss it aside. It’s an ugly thing, and you’d almost refused when Kira came back with it, claiming it was the only one big enough to fit you. But you both know that she’s not really asking about the mask now.

You wipe away the sweat clinging to your face. “It’s true,” you rasp out. “The Emperor is gone. I felt no trace of him.”

You slump back, and Kira’s own posture eases visibly.

“Well,” she says. “That’s a relief.”

As you breathe deeply, trying to steady the heartbeat that’s slipped, yet again, from the steely grasp of your control, she shakes back her hair and fixes you with a keen glance.

“So, big guy - what are you gonna do now?”

#swtor #swtor fanfiction #swtor fanfic #lord scourge #kira carsen #jedi knight #swtor jedi knight #swtor onslaught #star wars the old republic #swtor:caspian #kem oc #kem fics #kem writes #this SCREAMED at me to be second person and I really like it #wow tumblr thanks for cutting off the end lines FIXED NOW

[daddyklingon]

I haven’t played SWTOR since 2019. I originally was going to sub for Onslaught back then but it got postponed and I never came around to it. Don’t remember why I stopped. But now I’ve logged nearly 200 hours in two weeks and it feels amazing. It’s good to be back and Jedi Knight is my main for life.

#Star Wars The Old Republic #SWTOR #SWTOR Onslaught #Jedi Knight

[nakupellelegacy]

Why is there a completely unnamed Ortolan in the Iziz Palace cannon control room? Just standing there, no nameplate, lvl 25. Killable.

#swtor #star wars the old republic #nakupelle legacy #ortolan #onderon #swtor onslaught #swtor mystery

[justiceforc3po]

I HAD to draw this scene it was hilarious. Vada loves her horrible Sith wife‘s antics so so much

#swtor #star wars #modoesart #ocstuff #oc: vada #lana beniko #arn peralun #onslaught spoilers

[sheyshen]

don’t get me wrong i’m excited about dreadwolf, but... yeah.

#dragon age #mass effect #swtor #where would anthem be for this? like what's deader then dead since they just went and threw out the whole franchise #each new bw related news is like new show for DA new comic for DA new game for DA #i know it's seprate teams but seeing them pulling the ME team to help finish DAD and having a content drought on swtor feels bad man #and i mean story content drought. i know they added a new stronghold and a terrible credit sink for a basic utility #just been feeling really sporadic and small story updates since onslaught

[miraluking-respectfully]

man while i'm on my felix kick it fucking sucks that they keep not knowing what the FUCK to do with this character when he's actually very strongly characterized. i went off about this last night but like, underutilized aspect of felix: he's like, a really good leader?? and i'm not talking an uber-inspiring protagonist-type leader like the PC; i'm talking an extremely functional organizer of people that you especially need in a military context. it's kind of hard to clock at first if you're not paying attention, especially because you're introduced to him while he's desperately trying to stave off a mutiny; but considering he's on a shithole iceball with a group of restless 18-to-25-year-old recruits who, as far as they're concerned, are trying to kill an immortal enemy, the fact that only one of them winds up ultimately raising a hand against him is impressive. he boosts morale, he makes good tactical calls on his own while not being too proud to take assistance, he metes out swift discipline without being needlessly punitive. and when the squad splits up, people keep in touch with him!!!

like, felix is extremely good at his job, and that aspect of him kind of deepens the tragedy of his permanent stagnation in rank when you compare him to other soldier comps like Rusk or even early-game Jorgan. i'm not a fan of fictional or real militaries but this character's skillset as an officer has been a repeatedly underutilized resource narratively & it makes me want to eat glass

#felix iresso #jedi consular #visions that manifest to me after watching & rewatching the consular hoth story multiple nights in a row to help me fall asleep. #@swtor writers if you're gonna recycle felix plot points try recycling the one where he's expertly wrangling a flock of scared morons w gun #instead of the one where he *checks notes* gets physically & psychologically tortured. thankyou<3 #while i've got you here: did you know his VA Dion Graham is a fucking former Broadway actor and -prolific- audiobook narrator??? #he's got like 84 fucking awards for the quality of his narration #he's narrated a ton of literature and specifically a lot by black authors #there's this fantasy novel he narrated called Black Leopard Red Wolf by Marlon James that looks really fucking good #OH AND HE WAS ON THE FUCKING WIRE FOR 8 EPISODES?? #looking at this man's career it feels extra awful to me that they gave him NOTHING. #and he still kept coming back to the booth. not just for Felix but background roles in Onslaught as well. #GOD. #Mr Graham sir thank you for everything i'm so sorry they're taking you for granted like this

[arkhavens]

i feel like the current writers have just flat out forgotten how fucking OLD vowrawn is. the man is ninety(90) years old currently.

born 3716 BBY, onslaught happening throughout the second half of 3627, we are at least in 3626 currently.

as another absolutely batshit timeline fact for him, he's been on the dark council since at least 3678 BBY. hes been part of the sith's ruling body for 52 year straight.

#next surprise twist that no one likes: darth vowrawn dies from old age #new hc: vowrawn made himself immortal in a non painful way and just never told anyone /j #birthdate from the encyclopedia. onslaught date from a post by the creative director. #3678 bby for council from a comic #swtor #darth vowrawn #why is he so old #why is he still actively going out and doing things #(because he wants to) #my posts

[mlmanakin]

thinking about arn peralun and tau idair, two of the greatest characters in the star wars franchise, being trapped in a game that’s updated like twice a year and the updates don’t even necessarily involve them

#it's soooooooo sick and twisted i love them so much #forget about malgus and whatever is going on with the mandalorians and pick a plot that inextricably involves these two #i've said it before i'll say it again swtor peaked with republic jedi under siege/onslaught!

[theshieldbladelegacy]

#SWTOR #star wars #the old republic #the shieldblade legacy #jedi knight #dorium #onslaught #zabrak

[amons-hat-enthusiast]

I've seen someone say once that swtor is like a toxic ex you keep returning to... And they were right lol

So yeah... Continuing Onslaught story with Thanira (I missed my girl sooo much!)

#swtor #onslaught #sith inquisitor #swtor sith inquisitor #dantooine #swtor screenshots #swtor inquisitor #oc: Thanira #Thani plays swtor

[queen-scribbles]

So, a curiosity I would like satisfied before I run Eisza or Sha'reii through Chains in the Dark:

The last patch notes said they were fixing an option for Imperial saboteur characters to contact Jonas when you deal with the SIS team in Kessan's Landing. Jaaide didn't get that option, that I saw, either during the conversation or after.

So what I'm wondering is if that only shows up with certain dialogue choices and I just picked wrong for her again or if it's still bugged. Bc I would very much like to talk to him again on my sabos. If it was a me problem, that's much easier to fix by picking the right dialogue. xD

Basically, has anyone played an Imp saboteur through since the patch and gotten to talk to him, and if so, what did you do? My Hunter and Sinq would like to know. :P

#queen in space #swtor #it would just figure if i had yet another Jaaide Pick The Wrong Dialogue even if the consequences for this aren't as dire as in onslaught #tragen and ody were already through before they released the patch notes #or i would 100% test it using ody

[daddyklingon]

YOU CAN FLIRT WITH MALGUS??!?!?!??!?!?!

#SWTOR #SWTOR Onslaught

[oodlife]

The new Darth Malgus action figure is beautiful. 🥰

#SWTOR #star wars #the old republic #darth malgus #onslaught #legacy of the sith #action figure #sith #hasbro #disney #Lucasfilm #the black series #6 inch figure

[therron-shan]

#swtor #lord scourge #guess who replayed onslaught yesterday and skipped through the whole thing as quickly as possible so they could get to scourge and kira agai #like #i finished sor and then skipped right to onslaught in the same day so it wasn't like my jk was without them for too long #but i still lost it a lil bit when they came back lmao