Bring back MySpace, goddam it.

 I have a goddam blog, I should be using it. These days most of my social media posts are just memes and thoughts/theories posted in fan groups. Or I post to my Facebook wall and get none of the interactions and reactions for which I was hoping . And let's face it, Facebook is for boomers now anyway.

 No one pays even a drop of attention to either of my twitters (and that platform is worse every day thanks to Elon Musk taking it over), and Tumblr is grows less and less relevant every day. 

I still try to keep up with Instagram but so much of my content can really only be shared with words and not pictures. 

It's time I shared my thoughts here and let people who want to read them come find me.

 I would purge all social media if I didn't have incredible FOMO and responsibilities in running my church's FB page. 

Also, social media in general has become a HUGE drag on my life and has been super depressing for the last few years. Why the hell they decided to add news to Facebook, I will never know. It used to be a way to keep in touch and let your friends know how and what you were doing. Now it's just angry arguing and fake news shared by strangers who want to brainwash you into voting for somebody or something. 

Everything went to shit after Obama left office and Carrie Fisher died, I swear. I blame you, Harambe. 

Vader hears "Skywalker" and EVERYTHING CHANGES

Please keep in mind when reading this that I have not read the Vader comic series and have only read a handful of the many, many EU books available so there may be a moment that proves this to all be false but I haven't seen/read it. 

When Boba Fett gives Vader the name "Skywalker" its gotta hit him HARD. He doesn't necessarily know Padme was having twins (I don't think she ever got the chance to tell him there were two) but this is the moment he realizes his child(ren) didn't die with his wife. She lived long enough, at least, to give birth. He just found out he's a goddam father! 

 AND, in that moment, he may think that its possible Padme didn't die at all. It stands to reason that his first thought wouldn't be that she died immediately after giving birth. For all he knows, Palpatine lied entirely and Padme and Anakin's child were hidden from him, and both could be alive and relatively well. One could argue that Vader could have searched for Padme's life force and felt nothing, and confirmed her death mere moments after he wakes up, or at any time after that, but we know he falls for what Palpatine says without following up so why shouldn't Vader take him at his word at that moment? And yeah, he had the visions and shit but just a little bit of self-doubt would be all it took for him to think he was wrong. One could also argue (and I think this may have even happened in one of the comics) that Vader actually saw or visited the body/burial site and knew she was dead. That would have also told him the child was dead because we know Obi-Wan and Councilor Organa and whoever the heck else were in charge of the funeral arrangements pretended she died before giving birth. We see her with a fake, or at least exaggerated, bump at her funeral. (Do we know if Jar-Jar was in on the secret? Yes, we all hate him as a character, but damn, his heart would have been fkn broken in that moment. Most of his friends have now died and he's about to lose the rest as they go into hiding.)  But still, even if Vader is certain Padme is dead, he just found out that she gave him a child. Time to pass out the cigars, er, death sticks maybe.

Honestly, I think this is a pivotal moment in Vader's later redemption. Boba says "Skywalker" and Vader's world completely flips the fuck upside down. He has a kid. He may still have a wife. His master has LIED to him for 20ish years and Vader fell for it. He now knows that Palpatine has been lying and manipulating him for years. His anger in this moment will only build and the fight on Death Star 2 is just the last straw. 

To play the devil's advocate, Vader might have thought that Palatine hadn't lied, he'd just been fooled by the Republic and the Jedi. But that would almost anger Vader even more, as that would mean the Emperor was weak enough and foolish enough to fall for an enemy trick. It would be a huge signal that Palpatine's time as emperor was coming to an end, and it was time for Vader to take over. That would have made his redemption a little harder though.

Vader probably had a very Kylo Ren-like temper tantrum not long after the meeting with the bounty hunters. Or some STRONG tea to calm him down. He's surrounded by British people; I'm sure they have a stash. 

Well, that concludes this episode of "Late Night Star Wars Theories (rants) with Tyro". Thank you and good night.

New colors for Ebon Hawk (multiple choices)

 Another KOTOR mod! This one changes the main color of the Ebon Hawk, from that boring orange/brown to blue, purple, green or black and white. Pick a color and let me know what you think!

 Ebon Hawk Color Change Mod

New hairstyle for Carth Onasi

 

This mod for KOTOR changes Carth's hair. It's a bit shorter in the back and it's dyed red. Check it out at the link below and leave an endorsement or a comment if you like it!

Carth Red Haircut Mod

Canderous Ordo Duke Nukem KOTOR Mod

I recently made a mod for KOTOR that changes Canderous's hair to blond to make him look more like Duke Nukem. I also managed  to recolor his clothing to look like Duke's too. Take a look and leave an endorsement if you like it!

Mod Found Here 

My favorite Game Trailers (from years ago)

 My favorite game trailers!! 

This is a very old post from a previous blog, recreated for this one. These trailers are pretty old but hopefully I'll get around to making a new and updated list before too long.

The following trailers are some of my favorites. The games may not have been that good but the trailers blew me away, for one reason or another. Music, video quality, hype, etc. Enjoy. 

IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER


The Witcher 2: Assassin of Kings

This video is amazing and pretty much checks all the boxes. The quality looks amazing, the music fits perfectly, and it really got me excited for the coming game. 

Saints Row: The Third

I almost screamed when I first saw this trailer. I was super excited for the hectic world of Saints Row and I gotta admit, it's really the only reason I like this Kanye song xD (And yes, you can reenact this scene in the game)

Star Wars: The Old Republic

I mean, who wouldn't think this was cool? And keep in mind, this was before the sequels and the Disney acquisition so it's some of the first news of more Star Wars I had  had in years and the first I'd heard about anything from the Old Republic era since KOTOR 2. 

Halo 3 (Believe)

This is crazy simply because of all the detail they put into a tangible art piece. And that last focus on Chief... damn. Here is a video behind the scenes that explains the art piece itself, all done in character.

Mass Effect 3

The excitement I felt when watching this. I was so ready to continue my journey through the Mass Effect universe after watching this. And the mess that was (or wasn't, depending on who you ask) Andromeda hadn't yet been made, so I had no reason to doubt that this game would be as epic as it looked. And it was definitely epic. Not so much the ending though. Anyone else really want a series or movie after watching this?

Assassin's Creed 2

By the time this came out, I already knew the game was coming but this just grew my already overwhelming feeling of hype. I learned the game was coming because it was on the cover of GameInformer magazine. After absolutely LOVING the first game, and having lived in Italy and visited Venice, I could NOT wait. Also... was that hidden GUN?!? (Note: kind of. Da Vinci builds you an "arma de fuoco" and while it does fire a bullet, you don't have many, it takes a while to reload, and its not super powerful, which is to be understood as actual  guns hadn't even been invented yet, IIRC.)

AC: Brotherhood

This game wasn't as fun as the second but it was the first to introduce Assassins that fight along side the main character. That's one reason this trailer is so exciting. Seeing multiple assassins in the last moment, along with the confirmation of it being a direct continuation of the last game (same protagonist and maybe we can finally kill that a**hole Borgia)  was definitely enough to get everyone talking about what Brotherhood would be like. 

Assassin's Creed

Ok, this looks awesome. Neat setting. Badass looking protagonist. Gratuitous violence. Yes,  please. While pretty much everyone who saw this expected a neat game, we were all confused by the technical glitches. It obviously takes place in the past so why are we seeing computer glitches? Oh, how little we knew at the time. I would kill for Assassins Creed to be simple again. I got pretty friggin' lost after Desmond meets Subject 16. Don't even get me started on the whole "lets stop your game in the middle of the story and make you do chores in your boring life as an ex-bartender" part. It seems Ubisoft has recently figured out (finally) that we play Assassins Creed to be an assassin, not to walk painfully slowly around a hideout and be lectured to. 

Does anyone know the entire Assassins Creed story by heart? As of Valhalla, I am so GD confused xD

Assassin's Creed Valhalla: A quick review

(I'm playing Valhalla on an Xbox One X)

Valhalla is a must play if you're a fan of the old or the new Assassin's Creed games. It brings back the new style of gameplay brought about in Origins and Odyssey (different styles and types of gear, climb almost any surface, mount summoning, bird-companion, conver choices, etc) but it mixes in a healthy dose of what I loved about the first few games such as post-assassination conversations with the target, blending in, and even actual members of the brotherhood (still called The Hidden Ones at this point) to train you. The graphics are beautiful and the world is massive and full of adventure and opportunity. There are no ship battles like those experienced in most of the games since 3, but you can raid villages from your longboat for supplies. Also, you can upgrade your own town, similar to fixing up Monterrigioni in 2. The bows from Origins also make a return, giving you options for archery attacks. Oh and if you thought fire was fun in the 2 previous games, just wait till you burn down a raided village. Or two. 

Oh, and yes, you can pet the cats.

Malak Armor Recolor: A KOTOR Mod

A recolor of Malak's armor, from red to black. Click here for mod

https://www.nexusmods.com/kotor/mods/1329

KoTOR: Chapter 2

Chapter II


      I awoke from the same dream to find myself in a spacious one room apartment. I was laying in a hard bed facing a large window. To my left was a workbench where a man was working on something. “Carth?” I asked. Startled, he dropped whatever it was he had been working on. I sat up shaking my head, trying to remember the last few hours.
     He turned to look at me. “You’re finally awake. Good to see you up instead of thrashing around in your sleep. You must have been having one hell of a nightmare. I was wondering if you were ever going to wake up. I’m Carth, in case you’ve forgotten, one of the Republic soldiers from the Endar Spire. I was with you on the escape pod, remember?”
“Carth Onasi. The one on the communicator, I remember. I’m Trik Starr, by the way. How did we get here, and where is here?”
     “You’ve been slipping in and out of consciousness for a couple of days now, so it’s understandable that you're pretty confused about things. Try not to worry. We’re safe. For the moment, at least. We’re in an abandoned apartment in the upper city on Taris, in the Outer Rim. You were banged up pretty bad when our escape pod crashed, but luckily I was mostly unhurt. I was able to drag you away from the crash site, and in all the confusion I stumbled onto this abandoned apartment. By the time the Sith arrived to investigate the crash we were long gone.”
     “I guess I owe you my life then,” I replied. “Thanks. But why are there Sith here?”
     “Taris is under Sith control. Their fleet is orbiting the planet, they've declared martial law, and they’ve imposed a planet-wide quarantine. But I’ve been in worse spots.”
    “Worse, huh? Remind me to ask you about that some time.”
    “Sure, when we have a moment. Now, I saw on your service record that you understand a remarkable number of alien languages. That’s pretty rare for a raw recruit but it should come in handy while we’re stranded on a foreign world.”
     “My service record? You’ve been reading up on me.”
     “I may have done some reading while waiting for you to wake up. Not much but enough”
      “Well, did you happen to do any reading on how to get off this planet? Or how to contact the Republic?”
      “There’s no way the Republic will be able to get anyone through the Sith blockade to help us. And there’s another problem. We have to find Bastila. She should have landed on this planet when she took her escape pod off the Endar Spire. If we’re going to find her and get off this planet, we can’t rely on anyone but ourselves.
     I stood up, shaking my head. “Bastila? Why do we need to find her? Why is she so important?”
      “That smack to your head did more damage than I thought. Bastila is a Jedi. She was with the strike team that killed Darth Revan, Malak’s Sith Master.”
     I shouldn’t have stood up because at the mention of Revan and Malak my head flashed with pain and I stumbled back onto the bed, putting my hand to my head.
     “Careful now. Don’t stand up so fast.” Carth eyed me with concern.
     "I'm fine.” I thought back. Malak. Sith Lord. He betrayed his master to become leader of the Sith armada. Bastila had lead a strike team a few years ago aboard Revan’s flagship. She killed him when Malak betrayed his master by firing upon the ship, though she almost died in the process. “Tell me something Carth; how can one person, even a Jedi, be so important? And how do you even know she’s alive?”
   
      Carth pulled a chair over and sat down. He sighed. ““Listen, Bastila’s no ordinary Jedi. She’s the key to the Republic war effort. She has a rare gift the Jedi call Battle Meditation. Bastila’s power can influence entire armies. Through the force Bastila can inspire her allies with confidence and make her enemies lose their will to fight. Often, that’s all it takes to tip the balance in a battle. Of course, there are limits to this power, but from what I understand of her ability, it requires great concentration and focus to maintain. The attack on the Endar Spire happened so fast she never had a chance to use her ability. Like us, she barely got out alive. Look, Bastila’s going to need our help. Many of Darth Malak’s followers can use the dark side of the Force, and the Sith have already killed more than their share of Jedi in this war. Everyone will be looking for her but no one will be looking for a couple of common soldiers like us. And if we’re careful we can move about the planet without attracting notice; a luxury bastila won’t have. She’s gonna have half the Sith fleet looking for her. They know how important she is to the war effort.The Sith must have found out she was on the Endar Spire and set an ambush for us in this system. The whole planet is under quarantine. No ships are getting in or out. I believe Bastila was on one of the escape pods that crashed down here on Taris. If Bastila is going to escape from Taris, she’s going to need our help. And we probably are going to need hers.”
   
      I sighed and rubbed my hand over my face. I had a splitting headache. All I wanted to do was rest but it sounded like that wouldn’t be happening anytime soon. All right then, where do you suggest we start looking?”
      “While you were out I did some scouting around. There are reports of a couple of escape pods crashing down into the Undercity. That’s our best lead. But the Undercity is a dangerous place. We can’t go in there unprepared. It won’t do Bastila, or us, any good if we go and get ourselves captured or killed.”
      “Well, the sooner we start looking, the sooner we’ll find her. Where’s my blaster?”
     “I was hoping you’d say that.” Carth smiled as he stood from his chair he walked to a small table where a smaller bag was resting. He reached in and pulled out a holstered blaster pistol. He tossed the holster and the blaster to me. Then he went to the workbench he had been working at when I awoke and picked up another, slightly larger pistol, and placed it inside his own holster. “I suggest you change out of your uniform before we head anywhere.”
     “Good thinking. Got a change of clothes for me?”

He went to a footlocker and tossed a bundle of clothes to me. I found a dark blue jacket and a tan tunic, changed quickly and attached the holster to my belt.

“Well, what are we waiting for?” I looked to Carth, feeling better now that I had on fresh clothes and a weapon by my side. “Let’s go save a Jedi.”

I am a Biotic God!

My novelization of KotOR: Chapter 1

Chapter I





I awoke from a dream, more like a memory. It was of a woman fighting a Dark Jedi. Her face was familiar to me but I didn’t know her. She stood with a few Jedi at her back facing the Dark Jedi as he brandished his red lightsaber at her. Suddenly there was an explosion and everything went dark. That’s when I woke up. Only to find myself surrounded by very real and very near explosions. Shaking off my restless sleep I quickly stood from my bunk and turned towards the bulkhead doors when I saw a man rush through them.





“We've been ambushed by a Sith battle fleet! The Endar Spire is under attack! Hurry up – we don't have much time,” he shouted as he slammed the bulkhead doors shut. “Why are you still laying in bed, private?” Recognising him as an Ensign, I saluted. “What’s going on; who are you?”





“Did you fall out of your bunk and hit your head? I'm Trask Ulgo, ensign with the Republic Fleet. I'm your bunk mate here on the Endar Spire. We work opposite shifts; I guess that's why you haven't seen me before. Now hurry up, we have to find Bastila! We have to make sure she makes it off the ship alive!” I went to my foot locker and opened it. “Bastila? Who is she and why is it so important that we keep her safe,” I asked.


“Bastila's the commanding officer on the Endar Spire. Well, not an officer, really. But she's the one in charge of this mission. One of our primary duties is to guarantee her survival in the event of enemy attack! You swore an oath just like everyone else on this mission. Now it's time to make good on that oath!”


Of course. Bastila. The oath. Our mission to the Outer Rim. It all came flooding back in an instant. I had been assigned last minute to the Endar Spire, some kind of special request. I hadn’t had a chance to ask anyone why I was requested. I had tried to gain an audience with this Bastila but she refused to see me. Jedi were high and mighty like that sometimes; too good to talk to a lowly private.


“Why are you just standing there?! We need your help! I heard what everyone's saying about you: you've explored the farthest reaches of the galaxy, you've visited planets I've never even heard of. People with your skills and abilities are hard to find; it's no wonder the Republic recruited you for this mission. But now's the time to prove yourself! I know you're a scout and not a soldier, but Bastila needs all troops at her side during this attack! So hurry up and grab your gear. You need to suit up so we can get out of here.”


“Of course.” I reached into my footlocker and pulled out my uniform. I had it on and was armed and ready to go in less than a minute. “I’ll follow you.”


“Okay, let's move out.”


Trask opened the bulkhead doors once more and stepped into the hallway. As I stepped forward to follow him my communicator beeped, alerting me to an incoming message. I stopped to listen.


“This is Carth Onasi – the Sith are threatening to overrun our position! We can't hold out long against their firepower! All hands to the bridge!”


Trask had heard the message too. “That was Carth contacting us on our portable communicators. He's one of the Republic's best pilots! He's seen more combat than the rest of the Endar Spire's crew put together. If he says things are bad, you better believe it. We have to get to the bridge to help defend Bastila!”


“Let’s get going then.” I gestured down the hall with my rifle.


Trask turned and ran toward the next set of bulkhead doors. He pressed the keypad on the wall… Nothing happened. He pressed it again. Again, nothing.


“Blast! The kriffing door won’t open. It must be on lockdown due to the attack.” Trask started entering more codes. “None of my codes are working.”


“Let me give it a shot.” I reached into my utility pack and pulled out a security spike. “That’s not standard issue.” Trask raised his eyebrow. I inserted the spike into the keypad as I replied. “You pick up a few tricks here and there when you’re a ‘scout’ for the Republic.” A few clicks and beeps and the door unlocked. “Scout. Right.” Trask continued to eye me with suspicion as I opened the door. It opened to reveal a Republic soldier in a firefight with two Sith soldiers. “These Sith must be the advance boarding party! For the Republic!” Trask shouted and ran through the door firing his blaster as he went. I followed though admittedly with a little more discipline. Between the 3 of us we quickly took down the Sith and the hall was quiet once more.


“Arg!” The Republic solder grunted as he grasped his side. He had taken a blaster bolt to the ribs. Trask quickly ran to him and helped him sit on the floor against the wall. “Move your hand, soldier; let me see the wound.” Trask examined the man. “I've got a feeling that won't be our last battle with the Sith.” he said, looking to me. “Good thing I’ve got a couple medpacs here we can use to heal any wounds we sustain. Now hold your breath,” he said, looking back to the wounded soldier “this might hurt a bit.” He pulled a can from a small pouch attached to his waist and pressed the nozzle against the soldier’s wound. “Son of a bantha! That’s not pleasant,” the soldier grunted. “I haven’t even started.” Trask pressed down on the nozzle.


“Dark side take you, Trask!” The soldier flinched as Trask laughed. “I just saved your life, boy. Show some appreciation. “Yeah right; it wasn’t that bad.” The man grimaced once more as Trask removed the nozzle and tossed the can away. “We should get going,” I say, helping the man to his feet. “Let’s stick together; you’ll have more success with us than on your own.” The soldier nodded and lifted his blaster rifle once more.





We continued down the hall and into a storage area where we met two more Sith soldiers. This time our Republic friend wasn’t so lucky and caught a blaster bolt square in the chest. He went down hard. Trask didn’t bother trying to revive him. We finished off the Sith and moved on without him. Just one more casualty in a war I had no control over.





We stepped out of the storage area and continued down the hall. We once again heard blaster fire and rounded the corner into another small firefight. This time there was a team of five Sith soldiers and three of ours. Two of them were blasting away at the soldiers across an intersection while the third was locked in a vibrosword battle. Trask and I quickly stepped in to help. After a few minutes of exchanging blaster fire we emerged victorious. All but the vibrosword wielder. He had fallen in his battle and his killer was now slowly stalking towards us. He held his double-bladed sword out towards Trask. “Republic scu…” I blasted him in the chest before he could finish his insult. We didn’t have time to waste listening to Sith trash. Trask stepped over the body but picked up the vibrosword. He handed it to me, saying “You might need this.” I accepted it gratefully.


When I approached the next bulkhead I heard a strange clashing sound beyond. I cautiously opened the door, prepared to face whatever it was that was making the noise. What I saw was a large man and a petite woman. Both wore robes though his were much darker and he also had some armor. They were facing each other wielding melee weapons. But not vibroswords like the soldiers behind us. THey had lightsabers. They were Jedi! I was about to fight with a real live Jedi! Against a true Dark Jedi! I have to admit I was excited. But before I stepped through the door, Trask pulled me back. “Hold on. That’s a Dark Jedi! This fight is too much for us - we’d better stay back. All we’ll do is get in the way.” He pressed his hand against the door’s keypad and closed it. I was disappointed, but Trask had a point. I wasn’t ready to face a Dark Jedi, no matter how badly I wanted to… And I really wanted to.





“That was one of the Jedi accompanying Bastila. Damn, we could use her help! Let’s try another way around.” I followed him through several more hallways and through a few more bulkheads. Luckily we didn’t run into any more Sith, or Dark Jedi. Finally we reached a door and Trask stopped. “The bridge is just beyond that door. You’d better put your blaster away and pull out that sword I gave you earlier. There isn’t much room on the bridge, and it’s suicide to use a blaster in close quarters. I’ll have to use my standard issue vibrosword.”


“What if they have lightsabers?” I asked. I wasn’t ready to face one Dark Jedi let alone a room full of them. “Hmm, let me see that blade… Yep, as I suspected. It was made using a cortosis weave. It’s strong enough to stand up against anything, even a lightsaber,” explained Trask. Somehow that didn’t make me feel better. I didn’t get a chance to argue though because Trask was already keying in the code to open the door. I stood ready, holding the blade with two hands, trying to remember the little training I’d had at the academy in double bladed weapons.The door slid open and I charged in…





There was no one there. No Sith, no Republic soldiers either. Not a soul. “Bastila and Carth aren’t on the bridge!” I shouted back to Trask. He followed me in, lowering his blade. “They must have retreated to the escape pods,” he exclaimed. “We should head that way too, The Sith want Bastila alive, but once she’s off this ship there’s nothing stopping them from blasting the Endar Spire into galactic dust!” Trask moved toward the door on the opposite side of the bridge. I followed him through and down another few hallways.





I was just about to step through yet another bulkhead door when Trask stopped me. “Wait… There’s something behind here.” He pushed in front of me and opened the door himself. Standing there as though waiting for us was a man. He was wearing similar robes and armor as the Dark Jedi we had seen fighting the Jedi in the hall. He extended his hands and ignited his weapon. He smiled in the heat and glow of the lightsaber.





“Damn! Another Dark Jedi! I’ll try to hold him off, you get to the escape pods! Go! He dashed through the door. Before I could pull him back or join him or do anything he slammed his hand against the keypad on the other side and the door slammed closed in my face.





I was angry. Trask had just killed himself so that I could escape! Why would he do that? He didn’t even know me. I tried keying in a code to the keypad but the door was locked tight. I would have tried a security spike, but Trask was likely already dead. I didn’t want his sacrifice to be for nothing. He had bought me time to escape and I wasn’t going to waste it. I had to make my way to the starboard section of the ship, to the escape pods.





I turned away from the door when I heard my communicator beep. I answered the transmission. “This is Carth Onasi.. I'm tracking your position through the Endar Spire's life support systems. Bastila's escape pod is away – you're the last surviving crew member of the Endar Spire! I can't wait for you much longer; you have to get to the escape pods!” That confirmed my suspicions about Trask. I wouldn’t forget him, but now was not the time to mourn. That Jedi could break through the door at any second. I started to run back down the hall I had come, and turned at an intersection. “Be careful. There's a Sith patrol just down that corridor!” Carth was still in my ear. I slowed but not for long. I pressed a button on my stealth field generator on my belt (not exactly standard issue to most Republic soldiers) and continued forward.


I slipped past the soldier unnoticed and continued onwards. I felt as though I had been running for hours and that this damned ship never ended. But Carth assured me I was almost there. Just one more room. And one more problem. “There's a whole squad of Sith Troopers on the other side of that door! You need to find some way to thin their numbers.” Carth sounded almost as nervous as I felt. I looked around the room I was currently in for ideas. There was a computer console and a broken down patrol droid. Inspiration struck. I could repair the droid but that could take hours and I wasn’t sure I had the parts or could find them anyway. The computer console. I ran over to it. I keyed through the commands. Opening up a video feed of the room beyond, I had my answer. There was a bare power line that was clearly in the middle of repair when the attack had started. All I had to do was enter a command to send a power surge to that particular room and… CRACK! Electricity crackled out from the wall and zapped the soldiers that were standing guard waiting for last minute escapees. I had only meant to injure or slow the soldiers but I guess I sent a little too much power because they all dropped dead. Oh well, less cleanup for me. I shut down the power again and proceeded through the room, past the bodies, and out the opposite door.





“You made it just in time!” This must be Carth, I thought. “We’re the last two crew members left on the Endar Spire. Bastila's escape pod's already gone, so there's no reason for us to stick around here and get shot by the Sith. There's only one active escape pod left. Come on, we can hide out on the planet below!”





I gestured towards the escape pod door. “After you.”