Disclaimer: I don't own KOTOR 1 or 2. At least not while I'm awake. (lol) Can you claim the Exile as your own once you name him or her? (curious) However I do own the Forsaken One. Enjoy and please don't sue me! If I had the money to be sued, I'd own George Lucas himself, but as you can see I don't. (lol)
Note: I played both KOTOR 1 and 2 as a light side female, (or at least I tried, but I mostly came out slightly better then neutral) Damn morals and ethics, who needs 'em?
Exile in KOTOR 2 is known as Catianka Relden (Cat-e-an-ka Rel-den)
Reviewer Responsessdreamz: Curston Isis is my own creation, and it's cool that I did such a great job creating her that you couldn't even tell she wasn't a real Star Wars character. As for your second question I think it'll be answered in this chapter. Plus of course I love the long reviews! I live for long reviews! LONG LIVE THE LONG REVIEWS! (Okay I'm done now)
Dalis'ilhea: I'm curious to see how it will turn out as well. Please continue reading.
Murderous MindChapter 3 What Planet Did You Say?
Curston took her blaster out and held it at the ready; she really wanted a vibroblade right about now. What she wouldn't give for her vibroblade right now but she had no idea where it was. She was much better with a sword, staff anything long and dangerous, but blasters were something that eluded her mastery constantly.
She was good enough with them but their were still people who could beat her and in her opinion that was unacceptable. She began walking away from the mountain and set her eyes on the top of a tall steep hill. She made her way there, she had been sure she'd find something, anything that might point to life on this planet but nothing other then the med bay beneath the mountain, and it only pointed to death.
She reached the top of the hill a few moments later and shielded her eyes as she looked around. Out of the corner of her eyes she spotted a small group of buildings surrounded by high walls. She thought she had caught sight of a ships wing but she couldn't be sure. She grabbed her bag and half ran, half flew down the hillside until she lost her footing and tumbled down and landed in a heap.
She growled to herself and stood up dusting herself off. She was completely covered with thorns dirt and grass. She stomped her foot in anger and almost screamed when she heard something crack that sounded mysteriously like bone. She slowly lower her eyes to her feet and gulped.
Her foot was currently stuck in some poor souls skull. She shrieked and shook her foot until the skeleton's skull flew a few feet away. She started to edge around the rest of the bones until her eyes caught a glint of gold.
She stopped and knelt over the bones she dug down a little around it and found a bag filled with a little money and a few pieces of extremely expensive looking gold trinkets. She picked up a gold locket and felt something squeeze in her heart.
She had had a necklace like this once. Then when she went to war she had it melted and molded into a golden band that she had then snapped around her neck. It would then become her defining mark.
She remembered hearing rumors that one man had managed to survive long enough to tell people about the woman devil with the golden band. Curston looked up and smirked, devil she had been and devil she was.
She touched her neck and was surprised to still find the golden band around her neck she had assumed that her captures would have taken it as a trophy, or at least sold it for a nice bundle of cash. She took the money and gold and turned back and started in the direction of the buildings.
An hour or so later she reached the outer walls and just stood there. She still hadn't seen anyone. She was seriously confused about all of this. Suddenly she caught sight of a small group of humans heading her way. She stood her ground and waited for them to get to her.
They walked up to her and stopped short.
"Who are you?" a man demanded, by his voice Curston assumed he was the leader.
"I'm Curston Isis." She stopped for a second that was her name wasn't it?
"Curston Isis? Where did you come from? We've been here since the Jedi War ended and no ships have come, so how did you get here?" the man demanded suspiciously.
Curston stared at him dumbfounded. "The war ended?" She asked incredulous.
The man eyed her, "Yes, six years ago they did." The man said looking at her like she was stupid.
" Six years?" she asked looking up.
"Are you okay?" he asked finding it strange that this woman would not know about the wars.
"Yeah, I guess I've been out for a REALLY long time. This may sound strange but can you tell me what has happened since the middle of the Jedi War?" Curston asked.
"Sure let's get inside the village." The man answered as he opened a hidden door beside Curston.
Curston followed him and his group into the village and looked around. Yes there was a ship; she wondered what she'd do now that the war was over. She had nowhere to go. Her family had died shortly after she left for the Mandalorian War.
"In here miss." The man said calling her attention to a building that looked like it was about to fall apart. She followed him in and then sat on the floor. He sat in a makeshift chair and began his story.
(Begin Long Speech)
Well the Jedi were in a constant battle, Sith against the Jedi Council and for a while it seemed that the Sith were going to win, until Revan was captured thanks to her apprentice turning on her and firing on her ship.
So she was assumed dead and Malak took over control of the Sith and almost eliminated the Jedi. Until Revan came back, some say she had no memory of who she was but I don't believe that, I think she knew all along and was just planning her revenge on Malak.
Anyway she joined up with other Jedi, a Republic soldier, a Wookiee, and a Twilek, plus a few druids. Then she took out Malak and sent the Sith spiraling into self-destruct mode. Then she disappeared. Some say she's dead, I say she's still out there somewhere, and she'll be back.
Since then we haven't had any major encounters unless you count the one on Telos. That was a scary day but a group of people defeated them and saved the people on Telos.
No one's sure what happened to them. Anyway that's what's been happening since then. It's been a year since then. Does that help any?"
(End Long Speech)
"Yeah one last question before I get to the big one. What planet is this?" Curston asked mulling over the information he had given her. "Yukiop." He answered firmly. Curston's eyes shot up, "Come again?"
(Celsie) Big Note here in case you got confused. Curston has been in the kolto tank since the middle of the Jedi Civil War. The story takes place after KOTOR 2. She doesn't realize she's been in there for more then a day or two. This is also my first KOTOR fic so hang in there please and let me know how I'm doing.