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Competition
Stock the Armory
Textual submission

Perched proudly atop a cliff, the Armory of the Knights of Allusis overlooks the ocean. Above the sight and sound of crashing waves, its central tower rises, flanked by two long, curving halls that give the overall impression of the Knights’ emblem itself: a lightsaber flanked by a pair of wings.

The structural similarity to the battleteam’s emblem extends also to the contents of the armory’s central tower, which chiefly houses lightsabers. The tallest chamber of the central tower is reserved for those among the lightsabers that are considered relics of great importance. One particularly hallowed lightsaber rests in the center of the tower’s tallest chamber, immortalized in a case of transparent durasteel. This lightsaber belonged to none other than the famed Jedi Master Belth Allusis himself. Over the course of the millenia that have passed since the days of its weilder, this saber has been called into action only in times of most dire need. Its display case is lit from below with yellow light, a reminder of the stark color of its storied beam. The tallest chamber of the central tower of the armory boasts a ring of floor-to-ceiling windows that look out over the ocean and surrounding pastures. Observers can survey the surrounding landscape, seeing for miles. In the middle tier of the tower, the remainder of the lightsabers can be found, each mounted vertically in a wide circle around the circumference of the walls. The lightsabers are sorted by color, with the greens and blues claiming the majority of the circle, followed by the yellows and purples. Blasters large and small are stored in the lower tier of the tower, a few of which bear the scuffmarks from pivotal battles of the Dark Crusade.

In the vast hangars of the east wing, rows upon rows of combat starships are stored, ready for deployment at a moment’s notice to defend the surrounding skies and space. On one end of the hangar are the vessels large enough for a considerable crew, along with passengers and cargo. On the other end of the hangar, the smaller fighter ships stand at the ready. Most of these fighters have just enough space for one pilot and one gunman.

The west wing holds the battleteam’s reserve of land speeders and an array of other ground vehicles used for land-based missions. One speeder, known affectionately as “The Bullet,” is notable for its heavy armor plating and was vital to the final assault on the Thuron Monarchy. Rather than collecting dust, this living piece of history continues to see use in major conflicts to this day.

This armory stands as both a testament to the legacy of the Knights of Allusis and the battle-ready foundation of their stronghold. The allies of the Knights of Allusis, including Clan Odan-Urr, can rest assured knowing that, should the need ever arise, they can confidently call upon the Kights of Allusis and expect a fighting force that is well-prepared to spring into action fully armed.

Competition
A Knight's Oath
Submission
Proconsul Mihoshi Keibatsu opted out of publishing her submission.
Competition
A Knight's Oath
File submission
A Knight's Oath.docx
Competition
One Way Out
File submission
One Way Out - Kerissa.pdf
Competition
One Way Out
File submission
One Way Out.pdf
Competition
One Way Out
File submission
1 way out VII (1).pdf
Competition
Saint Vajizzilor: ‘twas the night before
Textual submission

‘Twas the night before Life Day, when all through Zsoldos
Not a Mando was stirring not even the Erinos;
The blasters were placed by the forge with care,
In hopes that full charges soon would be there;
The Foundlings were nestled all snug in their beds,
Mandalorian Helmets not yet on their heads;
Uji with his cane and Declan finishing his frap’,
Were about to settle their brains for a long winer’s nap;
When up on the holonet there arose such a clatter,
Uji sprang from his chair to see what was the matter;
Onto the PulseFeed he flew like a flash,
Clicked open new windows, all buttons he’d mash;
The news title on the top of the GM’s new post,
Made the Consul salivate as if smelling Crown Roast;
“Why what to my wondering eyes did appear,
The Fist has retired, what an opportunity here!”
His fingers they flew cross his keyboard so quick,
The application must be solid, clever, and slick;
More rapid than eagles his proposals they came,
And he whistled and shouted, and called them by name;
“More Clusters! Now Gorefest! Rain down Diamond Crescents!
On Seasons! On PvE! Royal Guard Armor fluorescents!”
A hologram of a scowling face did soon appear,
“Get your ass over to Arx, and bring Zsoldos beer”;
Then the wink of Bubba’s eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave Uji to know he’d have much work to dread;
Uji spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
To schedule the next Gorefest, and leave Vizsla (that jerk);
Declan heard him exclaim as his ship flew from sight.
“Happy Life Day Vajizzles! I’m Fist now… don’t bite”