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femurs-vectivus · 6 months

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POV: you're a scared little gizka about to be picked up by a 4'11 giant and get carried out of the war zone very gently.

#star wars #kotor #revan #darth revan #knights of the old republic #star wars fanart #star wars legends #the revanchist #mandalorian wars #sith #gizka #jedi #lord memento mori

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oh-no-eu-didnt · 1 year

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The Mandalorian Knights were a group of rogue Jedi who defected from the Order during the Mandalorian Wars, joining Mandalore the Ultimate. Initially, these Jedi served as double agents, covertly assisting the Mandalorian cause while serving under Revan.

Source - Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic: War 2 (Art: Andrea Mutti; 2012)

First Appearance - Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic: War 1 (2012)

Read more on Wookieepedia.

#mandalorian knights #mandalorian #mandalorian wars #jedi order #star wars comics #dark horse comics #knights of the old republic #old republic #star wars #expanded universe #star wars legends

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revanknightwoman · 9 months

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mandalorianhistorian · 7 months

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I know that Mandalorians and Jedi don't exactly get along, but are there any EU Mandos that were sympathetic to the Jedi Order, or at least potentially saw them as allies rather than enemies?

We have a few examples from kotor all the way up to legacy of the force

( a lot of the Jedi they do befriend don’t really follow the code fully so it makes sense they do get along)

Wellll the first most obvious one is revan of course ( I still think revan is Mando but that’s a whole other can of worms) revan and canderous working together from the beginning of kotor and the mentions of it in kotor 2 is brilliant ( I will not mention the dam novel it’s insulting to the game) (kotor 1+2)

In the mandalorian wars we also have zayne carrick he got taken into the mandalorian ranks which wasn’t the best situation but he did befriend a mandalorian family (mandalorian wars comic series)

In swtor we have shae vizla and torian if you play republic side (being a Mando though is the best in swtor)

Well obviously we can count etain and bardan aswell and all the surviving Jedi that joined clan skirata (republic commando)

You can also count fenn shysa with leia Han and Luke and the rebel alliance

And durning the vong war boba and his mandalorians fought beside a Jedi in secret

Well obviously Jaina solo with boba fett mirta gev and bevin and Medrit and their daughter and her children so Jaina kinda wins lol she got a whole load of mandos she worked and talked with lol (sintas kinda counts) (legacy of the force)

I may have missed a few pls correct me if I have

(Sorry this took a while was trying to remember who worked with the mandos)

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archeo-starwars · 1 month

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Mandalorian Wars

#star wars #mandalorian wars #The Complete Star Wars Encyclopedia #mandalorians

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domwho11 · 3 months

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Reading the KOTOR comics and it's quite poignant how Malak is this nice guy who helps out the heroes and has an unrequited crush on Jarael given that in the games he's this raging, broken monster of a Sith Lord who destroys planets by orbital bombardment. I can't help but wonder if maybe Jarael rejecting him (relatively nicely to be fair) was one of the things that propelled him towards the dark side. I guess the sad fact is Malak made his own choices and lost his life as a result. I still enjoyed seeing him as a good guy though.

#star wars #kotor #kotor comics #alek #malak #light side malak #mandalorian wars #jarael #zayne carrick #marn hierogryph #poignant #knights of the old republic

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bh-52 · 1 year

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fulcrumwrites · 7 months

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Jedi Vault

Summary: During the Mandalorian and Jedi war, a young Padawan finds herself captured.

CW: claustrophobia, teenage captive, capture, restraints, muzzle

Ciera groaned. Her mouth tasted of metal. Pain pounded behind her eyes. Every muscle in her body felt sore like she had run through her master’s drills a hundred times. Her skin tingled, like the aftermath of a blaster stun.

The pull from sleep was a long one. When she finally cracked her eyelids open, her vision was murky. They slipped shut and she fought to open them again. A few rounds of this and her vision cleared as she returned to wakefulness.

The sight before her was just as confusing. All she could see was a glass window–just wide enough for her eyes–surrounded by a gray wall, mere centimeters from her face. The light illuminating the darkness was blood red, like that of a Sith’s blade.

Ciera made to reach out and touch the wall, only her hand didn’t move. Her muddled brain detected the cold, bulky cuffs that pinned her wrists at her sides, then the same around her ankles. Her heart leaped in her chest and she strained her neck to look down at her restrained limbs. Her head refused to respond. A band of metal sculpted her face, locking her jaw and trapping her head in place.

Ciera’s heart pounded against her rib cage. Her chest felt tight as she tried to breathe. She pulled and twisted against the restraints, only succeeding to bruise her skin. Her eyes–the only thing she could move–darted around wildly, searching for an escape. The walls to her prison greeted her, a coffin no bigger than her own body.

Panic made her dizzy. A scream tore at her throat, trapped by her involuntarily clenched teeth and the muzzle over her lips. Her master’s voice echoed in her memory, but the words about calm and meditation and focus were muted.

Ciera concentrated on her breaths. A deep breath in and out through her nose. She ignored stale taste of her oxygen. Breathe in, and out. Repeat the rhythm.

Gradually, Ciera felt her heart calm and her mind become sharper. She needed a clear mind if she was ever going to find a way out.

A mask swallowed her view, drawing a jolt of surprise from the Padawan. The red and silver helmet with the black T-visor stared at her, expression unreadable. After a long moment, Ciera squirmed, feeling like an animal in an exhibit under his scrutiny. Finally, the Mandalorian pulled away and Ciera could see him and his companion standing below.

They looked at each other. The woman had one hand on her hip and gestured casually with the other. The man folded his arms and his helmet bobbed in response. They were talking, and Ciera couldn’t hear a single word. All she could hear was her own steady breathing and the hiss of oxygen.

Ciera closed her eyes. Unbidden tears pricked the corners.

“Master, are you out there? Are you alive? Please, help me. I don’t know what to do.”

There was no response. Ciera wasn’t sure if it was because he was dead or that her prison cut her off from the Force. She felt hollow.

The cage shuddered. Ciera opened her eyes to find the Mandalorians gone and she was moving. Guided by invisible beings, her coffin moved deeper into the dark halls of the Mandalorian palace.

They placed her in a lift and the Mandalorians from before stepped into view again. The man pushed the lowest button. Ciera watched the numbers count down. Her heart sank with each level as hope for escape or rescue dimmed.

At last, the lift stopped and the doors slid open. They were moving her again, past what were clearly prison cells. Mandalorians sat or paced in clear cells, no privacy to be had. Ciera would trade what they had if she could be free of this coffin.

They passed them all, stopping before a set of heavy metal doors. The woman punched in a code. The doors slowly slid open and Ciera gasped in horror.

Rows of metal cages identical to her own filled the room. Countless pairs of eyes peered through the windows, weary and frightened.

Against her will, Ciera’s cell moved into place; another nameless, faceless captive among the masses.

“Master? Where are you? Help. Help me.”

Her pleas went unanswered. The two Mandalorians turned their backs and walked away. Judging by their body language, they were still chatting as if they had taken out the trash.

The vault doors sealed shut behind them, thrusting Ciera into darkness. The red glow of her prison her only comfort.

At last, the tears fell down her cheeks, dripping onto the cursed muzzle.

Trapped, immobile, helpless, all Ciera could do was be patient and wait and hope her master was coming.

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oonaluna-art · 2 years

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A commission for @for-the-love-of-starwars !

The concept was female and male Revan meeting, while they were still Jedi. I think this is the first time I’ve posted my male Revan design publicly, but it’s not the first time I’ve drawn him!

Thank you again kind commissioner!

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#darth revan #male revan #female revan #kotor #kotor 1 #mandalorian wars #knights of the old republic #jedi #star wars #starwars #sw #reva and evan

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ice-6caydesqueen · 1 year

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I wonder who this fine distinguished gentlemen is xD

Hmmmm something in the name hmmmn I wonder xD

#revan #kotor #knights of the old republic #mandalorian wars

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glimjack · 3 months

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Do you want to know when the battles of the Mandalorian Wars happened? What the worlds were like, and what the nearest hyperlane was? Check this out!

Starting at the end of the Great Sith War, and ending at Malachor (with a little summary of what comes immediately after), and from the more Mandalorian point of view - so the Revanchists are in it, but not many details of internal Jedi politics.

#kotor #knights of the old republic #mandalorian wars #star wars #timelines #feel free to inbox me or comment for clarifications or questions!#i wrote this initially just for my own reference so it assumes a level of familiarity #mandalorians #jedi #mandalorian lore

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cinderedrose · 2 years

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Revelek sketch :)

Look at my refusal to draw hands