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thelastenvoyyy · 2 years
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Rynkor Malik. Dathomir beef. 💪
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desuex · 1 year
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love at first sight
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revanknightwoman · 9 months
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kemendin · 8 months
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Had a good time editing this one :D
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aspic31 · 2 years
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Little comic that I drew of my character Vorvoyrs and of @blankaspect 's character, Ascyan.
Ascyan and Vorvoyrs were both separately given the task of delivering a holocron to Darth Zash. Neither knew why the holocron was so important to their master, but they suspected it contained valuable dark side knowledge. Vorvoyrs was the first to arrive to the holocron’s holding chamber, but right when he was about to approach it Ascyan made an appearance. What followed was a long-lasting battle between the two Sith apprentices for the holocron. Being too preoccupied with each other they didn’t realize how much danger they had put themselves in by wasting their time fighting. Their battle only came to a fleeting pause when Vorvoyrs felt something wrong in the Force. He was the first to notice the holocron’s unstable state. It emitted an almost suffocating energy; he knew something was about to happen. Noticing Vorvoyrs’ reaction, Ascyan came to the realization as well that something was amiss...
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bh-52 · 1 year
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Dear Darksiders: Never use a saberstaff against Ahsoka Tano.
It won't end well for you.
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cursedbeasts · 2 days
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my own swtor challenge, prompt 1: favourite playable class \ origin story - Sith Inquisitor
Irmau is basically an SWTOR version of Hirimau Dahan, a tech priest character from a 40K book called Forges of Mars.
Man I used to hate skimp but now I'm like, hehe chest muscles go brrrrr
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zhakyria · 10 months
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Toraaki
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I don’t draw my characters very often. It’s a struggle for me. But I still like this portrait I did of one of my many Nautolan OCs. This is Toraaki, a force user and expert duelist. She is an assassin in swtor, though the lightning she utilizes is more blue and less purple. Unlike the main family of characters I play, Toraaki doesn’t have any established lore yet.
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rajakaen · 1 year
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Gift for @harrowerrrr of their Twi'lek Eris Ro'tara. Queen of Assassins 8D
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harrowerrrr · 2 years
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Happy Sithday, @invidiasaunder! 🎂
Or let's imagine for a moment what it could be like if they weren't bitches.
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silver-starss · 5 months
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Jedi/Sith Twi'lek teamup? Jedi/Sith Twi'lek teamup!
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revanknightwoman · 9 months
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kemendin · 8 months
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Kinda late to be posting but I couldn't wait, I love these shots of my new boy
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nikkeisimmer · 6 months
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Darth Nox (Keron Yun), Dark Lord of the Sith
And the man that Claria loves dearly...and would have forsaken the Jedi Order for if he had stayed in the light...but...
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He fell to the Dark Side...and became a Sith. Expediency and brutal "justice" is all he cares about now.
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Like Claria, he carries a double-bladed lightsaber, but the blades are red.
...and he's corrupted a Jedi padawan to become a sith apprentice (even though she firmly decides she's going to stay in the light). Evidently this Togruta is going to be his conscience - "Do you really want to do that, Master?"
"Silence...Zavros...I want to kill something...painfully."
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This may have been a mistake. I have invoked a witch hunt in the most literal sense, through no fault of my own.
I found a woman and her... whatever they call their nightbrothers... tending a shop of curiosities. The witch herself seemed to be blind. I assumed this would be an opportunity to ask about the singing stone without being identified as night clan.
What proceeded was... I can scarcely describe it. Covetousness. Attention that dragged in the neighboring shopkeep. Then customers. A crowd drawn, pressing in. A whirlwind of mating offers. The precise identification I wished to avoid. Alarm. Intrigue.
They all wanted the stone. It seems to be a gift one would offer a witch to earn their favor. A gift worthy of a coven's matriarch, unfortunately. I escaped the crowd and ran when they began to name my grandchildren.
Now I am avoiding detection in someone's back garden, waiting for their curiosity to fade. I still do not know what the stone is. It seems everyone here does except I. Reconnaissance is my only recourse.
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