I put this chapter here because I'm sort of a detail freak. Plus, I can't stand fast-paced KotOR stories. It's a freakin' RPG, people! Star Wars or not, RPGs are supposed to be slow affairs where you take your time, see the sights, smell the roses. At least, that's how I feel. What do y'all think?

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Revan the Barbarian- Chapter 1

Taris, the First Few Hours

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The escape pod barreled through space, hurtling towards the cityscape below. Carth and Saino, securely restrained, awaited the crash. Alistair, however, wasn't securely restrained; he was jammed into the space beneath Carth's harness, held by his bulk and his sword, both of which were considerable.

In space behind them, the Endar Spire floated askew for a few seconds more, before a series of explosions ripped through her, ripping her to shreds. Then the engines finally overloaded, and the resulting supernova was quite a sight for the many Tarisians below who had been watching the space battle.

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Unbeknownst to anybody, however, a smaller craft was speeding away from the wreckage. It flew towards another massive ship which had hung back and above the doomed Republic vessel. A large set opened in its hull, and the smaller craft flew in. The doors closed behind it.

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The pod hurtled ever closer to the looming planet before it. It hit the atmosphere, and it started to shake and swerve. Saino, scared and worried, removed his outer tunic and handed it to Carth, who bent down and wrapped it around Alistair's head, to minimize the jolt of impact. It wasn't much protection, but Carth knew from experience that a mere piece of tough cloth could spell the difference between life and death at the hands of a club-wielding Gammorean warrior.

Closer and closer to impact the tiny pod flew. The shock of ramming into the air surrounding Taris had caused it to swerve up a little, which in terms of flat ground was leveling off. It streaked across the sky, trailing smoke and bits of metal.

It struck! First contact was made with a towering spire, and it glanced off in a slightly different angle, some of its velocity lost. It struck a walkway and bounced again, crushing the path and again losing velocity. It finally came to rest at the edge of a platform, embedding itself slightly in the side.

The escape hatch in the side burst open, spilling Carth out onto the ground. Saino followed, attempting to drag the unconscious Alistair behind him. Carth stood and grabbed his shoulders, trying to help. Together they maneuvered Alistair out through the tiny hatch. Saino went back in for the gigantic vibrosword, and he dropped it onto the pavement, staggering slightly. It hit the ground and clanged, but not loudly due to its size keeping it from bouncing.

Carth stood Alistair on his feet, pulled out a medpack, and slapped it over his head. Alistair moaned and shook his head slightly. "Wha... hey, leggo..."

Saino walked over and held his hand up, focusing. A slight glow passed from his hand to Alistair, and the wound in his head stopped. He opened his eyes fully, and looked around. "Where am I?"

"No time, my friend. We must get to shelter before the Sith come down and find us." "Right..." Together, the three men jogged off towards an older building nearby.

Entering, they found that it was done up like a hotel that catered to its customers and didn't ask many questions while doing so; seedy and rundown, in other words. A bored looking Twi-lek man stood behind a counter at the far end. Carth approached him. "Pardon me, are there any vacant rooms?" The alien looked him up and down, muttering to himself. "Hmm...Republic fugitives... Twenty credits a night, fifth floor, second room to the left. We're on your side." Carth looked confused at this last statement, but the other gave him no time for questions. "Here's your key-card. Now get out of here, I don't want another patrol coming through and ruining business."

He pointed towards an elevator in the corner. The three men walked towards it and went up to their floor. Once there, they found their room and discovered a three-bed apartment with basic amenities. Alistair didn't talk; he stumbled forward to one of the beds, collapsed onto it with a loud thud, and promptly fell asleep.