Old Republic Sith Warrior Novels & Stories

“B-but, how?” Mei laughed, amused at the look of bewildered shock on Jade’s face. “It’s a special skill I’ve had since… since…” Mei’s smile vanished. She seemed to be hesitating about something. “Since?” Jade prodded. “Well, you see,” Mei continued. “I’m sure you’ve heard about the beast gods. Well, I’m actually one of the seven stars of a beast god.” “WHAT? I can’t believe it! Which holy beast?” Mei raised an eyebrow, “Bai Hu.”

the commander rasped over the comms, his voice filled with a sudden, sharp fear. “It’s a Mack-Quinton original,” Jax said, stepping forward. “We call it the 'Loser’s Weight.' Because it only hits people who think they’re above everyone else.” While the Next Gen held the front, the Old Guard Reapers were operating in the shadows of the southern perimeter. Gordan Chen and Jonas Rex moved with a silence that was more terrifying than the noise of the battle. They weren't using high-tech gravitational weapons or drone swarms; they were using the "Old Guard" grit that had defined the Krauser Kartel for decades.

WUSH! The warrior appeared from behind the fire fountain with a dramatic appearance, he was wearing a helmet that partially covered his face, but his eyes and lips were still visible. This NPC warrior was wearing silver armor, complete with a long sword and a blue colored shield, both of which were rare weapons and protections. "Rare level weapon! Hmm just as I thought!" Li Wei rejoiced when he saw the warrior's appearance. His hands began to move to form a seal, while he began to cast attack spells - those long spells.

(Anita) Fearing that Village Chief Ori might just acted up out of nowhere, Anita were about to stopped her, and possibly protected her from anything, but instead, as she were about to do so, the heavy atmosphere were brighten up, with a wide grin from the Specialist before them. “HAHAHAHAHAHA!!…you were right grandma!…I am an Aeternum soldiers…..you sure are sassy Grandma…Ahh~…that is a new one…Usually people, when they first saw me, the almost shit their pants, as…you know…”.(Specialist Oghar) “What?..you an orc?..”.(Rose Village Chief Ori) “Yeah…an Orc….But people tend to forgot, that most of all, I am an Aeternum Officer….hence I am very much different from any Orc out there….as you may s

"No, he'll be too busy, so he might not be able to come over. However, he'll get one of the war gods to come over. He said that the four of them have made a breakthrough to warrior emperor. They'll have no problems killing Severin." Owen breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm glad to hear that. Any warrior emperor will be able to win against a level nine warrior king, even if that warrior emperor is only at level one. There's no doubt that a strong warrior emperor is as strong as seven or eight level nine warrior kings. Though there doesn't seem to be much difference in terms of strength, there's one thing separating the war gods from Severin—combat experience. All the war gods are incredibly exper

At this time, the voice of an elder sounded behind the three Emperors. The three immediately turned around. They quickly greeted him. “Greetings, Supreme War Saint.” Salim Withal smiled. He waved his hand, and an amethyst-gold light engulfed the three Emperors. Instantly, their injuries were healed. The three emperors raised their heads and expressed their gratitude. Salim, who was the Supreme War Saint, approached the three Emperors with his hands behind his back as he looked toward the south. “James’ army has surrounded the Terythor Universe. Can you stop them?”

The appearance of the "Draft One Silas" was a "Narrative Abomination" that turned the "Unmapped" North into a landscape of shifting chronologies. He stood in the center of the courtyard, a titan of pure, unadulterated "Alpha Arrogance." He wore the original Blackwood armor, polished to a mirror sheen, and his eyes were two solid pools of stormy grey that held no "Biological Remorse." He carried the "True Silver Dagger," and his scent was the overwhelming, suffocating smell of a pack that had never been "Purified."

Nathan withdrew his hand slowly looking to Agnar whose eyes were glowing, lvar giving a warning that he was just below the surface and ready to fight. “Alpha, I need to touch her to check her.” Nathan said calmly to him. Agnar nodded his hands in fist as he stepped back trying to control the waves of rage pushing through him. Agnar backed up into the wall trying to keep distance. He could feel his blood boiling. He had never felt this type of anger or possession feeling before. “Wait.” Agnar said quickly and Nathan froze. “Nathan, you have permission to defend yourself if Ivar comes out. I command you too.” Agnar said, ordering him in his Alpha tone.

In a few seconds, hundred blue dots surrounded them before those dots connected to build an enclosure. The former Light Oracle was the Shield Bearer of the Maelie Empire. It was his power that protected the whole Empire since the day he was turned to a Light Oracle. But his power had a weakness. There is a certain point just below the caster where the dots don't connect because of the caster's shadow. That is where Greyn attacked him when he killed Zure in their duel back at Chaaya Village.

Besides I already expected that there are challengers who really do not like me because of my tier-grade. "I decided, he should join us and see his skill…" the leader said and offered his hands. I accepted it and he smiled. "Now it would be rude not to introduce ourselves, I welcome you to our humble family, Silent Meadows— I'm Oren, This is Sahra, Jigen, and Gwyneth; they might not look like it but they are experienced fighters. The surly one is Galvin, he hates anyone he thinks is weak, so don't take him personally." I see, Sahra is the female swordswoman, Jigen is the middle-aged veteran, and Gwyneth is the little assassin. Galvin is… well he hates me because I'm weak.