Professor Thaum

... while the peace accords continue to be a work in progress... nice round top and clever round base

Really beautiful ! Excellent the smartphone at the rear of the house !

*Your entry has earned 7 XP* Gorse, at the foot of a landing pad, somewhere on the planet libration area. Contaminated area, Sector 17 limit. *** As everywhere the civilisation in accordance with nature leaves its mark. Technology and environment in perfect symbiosis. : C'mon Orel, let's dump the other and we're done. It's soon going to begin to get chilly right there ! *** Raint : We are lucky, you sent us a mandalorian ship on Mustafar director, it seems that we loose the corvette. K. Kaas : I'm not director anymore, my boy, here and for now I'm lord Krakoo Kaas ! Raint : Lord Krakoo Kaas ? What happ... K. Kaas : We works with Mandalorian Clan Eldar now, and they are fond of nice titles. Congratulation Raint, you are now Lieutnant, "Ver'alor" for the Mandalorians... Raint : But the Guild ? K. Kaas : Forget the Guild, we are now proud warriors. You have, however, a lot to say about your trip, haven't you ? : Sure, dir... Err, Lord Krakoo Kaas. *** THE STORY OF RAINT *** After losing all com with Chorlian III and my probes above Mustafar, I was soon chased by imperial TIEs. The SSO being a mining exploration shuttle, I lacked the speed to shake the TIEs and I was shot despite desperate maneuvers. I succeed in a crash landing, fortunately I was far enough of lava pits and lakes and close enough to a native village. As they retain some grudge against imperials, the native provide me a lava flea and I could escape the AT-ST which were closing of the SSO wreckage. With the Flea, I could reach the factory, were I was supposed to have my period. But the imperial patrols were so numerous that I had to change my plans. I traveled no far a ransacked stronghold, that the native were running scared about, and there... I "heard" the voice. Something really disturbing that was calling me in my mind. : How very interesting it is ! : I enter the place, following "the voice" It leads me to a cave, far beneath the stronghold, were it was hard to breath. Finally I arrived in a bigger cave with a small lava pit, and the thing who called me. : And it was ? : You'd better have a look to my helmet visor recorder, it's so crazy to explain. That was a big bronze head emerging from lava, crowned by a kind of spider, I've never seen before. And the spider was carrying a metal helmet. I don't fully remember the conversation with that "thing", but it was about what I need and what I want. Or what is needed or wanted. But I'm not sure it was rather what it needed and what it wanted. Anyway, the spider gave me the helmet and I left. I finally get out of the cave at the foot of the castle... But it was just to came face-to-face with an imperial patrol of stormtroopers. The "voice" order me to run and I realized that it came from the helmet rather than the spider, or the bronze head. I was running to escape the patrol when Koko came to rescue and burnt the patrol down. K. KAAS : And you bare handed stopped a laser shot during that showdown. RAINT : Yes, as Koko and I already explained to you by hypercom. C&C welcome as ususal. The vador castle pics being from wookiepedia, it has not to be judged (of course ) I choose not to display my micro here to avoid being branded as copy-paster, as my build was close enough of what we could find on the web. some bonus pics under the spoiler :

Excellent topic !

Sorry but for those without instagram connexion ?

The pic is very small. Sure, it should !

Welcome comrade, That a quick entry... You shot off ! But can you introduce yourself in the Faction general thread and in your choice faction thread please.

I don't do that for you, bloody first-timer ! But only because mister Phes promise me a pretty silver tag for my profile ! You can PM me for any question about frontpaging.

I will have look

Each evening the gamblers of Poppy Port tavern toss a coin and the loser ( most often the one which is drunk enough not to notice that the others are swaying him) is mayor for the next day and should have him two-timing all the job/red tape. Nice job @NOD You will grow Poppy Port single-handedly... and with style.

Yep, and we desperatly need a good sci-fi RPGame like AG. There is no other SciFi RP game with the "AG touch" available now and that's very sad for the space op fans of EB @Bob De Quatre : heeeeeeeelp !

Nice continuation of the story, Montoya discoursing on the spiders colors is a must

Nice one, I noticed the green brickbuild flag for a I love that bow and those refreshing green colors.

Wow, what a ship, excellent design, nice description. May I inquire for the class of this beauty ?

The "bright" gong droid is excellent.

Wow ! This one is killer ! The red and blue vegetation add a lot to this already gorgeous corvette. Great LTC entry for sure !

Nice one. Funny idea. there is the Build submittal form to fill too. ( mandatory for every build - the property licence is just for properties attuned builds)

*Your entry has earned 8 XP* Just after escaping Mustafar with a mandalorian shuttle, Koko and Raint are enjoying a speeder trip over Trandosha while the Shuttle is docked for odd jobs. C&C welcome, bonus pics under the spoiler :

*Your entry has earned 4 XP* After an escape from Mustafar, an Aka'jor class shuttle is approaching Trandosha for refueling. C&C welcome, bonus pics under the spoiler.

I love that statue that's the one which steals the show. But this is a clever bright red scene !

Nice sloop... And cool pier

Yeah, what a nice one ! Wonderful waterfall, especially in a house Nice details and technic used... a great one for sure. I'm waiting for the whole palace ! And I love this "garden man"

Swoooob you just destroyed my raison d'etre

*Your entry has earned 6 XP* Lur, nowadays : K. Kaas is heading to a meeting point throught the white electromagnetical blizzard of Lur. BONUS SHOTS :

According that I remember that Corrington declared war to Oleon because of Terraversa events , the action of the WTC is certainly the first step of a Corrish strike back.