The room grew silent, but Seth was a little too distracted to notice it in time. Just as he started to wonder why the room was so quiet, he felt two large, furry hands grasping his throat. Seth had never been in any real combat situation before and was desperately trying to pry the infinitely strong...

The room grew silent, but Seth was a little too distracted to notice it in time. Just as he started to wonder why the room was so quiet, he felt two large, furry hands grasping his throat. He was no master of hand to hand combat, but he was a master of mathematics and physics. He quickly took notice...

Seth smiled as he heard his old friend describe his new home. "We all get old, my friend. I'm glad you've found a place to do it in," Seth said. He signaled the bartended for another round of Coruscant Brandy. "I'm doing great, actually. I just signed on with a new group where hopeful...

"Bartender, another round of Coruscant Brandy if you would, sir," Seth asked in his usual polite manner. He had just begun drinking it when he felt a friendly pat on the back. He was quick enough to realize who it was by the shape and impact of the hand before Skritt even finished speaking...

(It is my hope that after I get an appearance worked out, I can get someone to create an avatar for me, but I'll also add it to my biography once I get it worked out. I'll give it my best shot on this section. Thanks for your feedback on the last one.) Seth took a step off his ship. This spaceport, ...

To learn about Seth's past, we start at a remote corner of space where the lonely wreckage of an unidentifiable freighter drifts. The ship was completely torn to shreds. To this day it is a mystery. Pirates wouldn't trash a ship in such a manner. They'd take what they want, but leave it mostly intac...

I could go for some training. It'll give me something to do while I'm in transit and it never hurts to sharpen my writing skills.