Easthaven has reopened! The opening scene took place on November 30th at 4:30PM EST. If you missed it, a post will be on the forums soon to summarize the events of the scene aswell as progress the storyline to Chapter I.
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— Fynn Versio is a Morellian Force Sensitive; born to enslaved parents. Purchased by the Karazak Slavers Co-Operative; and shipped to Gabredor III, the Harbinger had toiled from the moment he was able to carry weight; carting all sorts of goods and items around just to stay alive. Impoverished, malnourished and incredibly devoid of hope, Fynn Versio had been harbouring feelings of disgust and hatred for his captors for as long as he could imagine, when he slept at night; he had the most serene dreams of executing those at the head of the operation that saw him and his fellow slaves in the worst position in the galaxy. At around the age of 16, Fynn had found that the more violent his dreams were; the better rested he felt. The more he allowed his hatred to drive him in his daily tasks; the stronger and faster he became; the easier his life was. Though this hadn't gone unnoticed by the powers that be on the site; the head of the camp had sent a group of men to the den in which Fynn and the rest of the Versio clan lived, to beat some vigour out of the boy. The group never returned, and this was only noticed when they had not reported back to the Slavemaster some three days later; though almost a week after their disappearance; a shaken and horrifically wounded survivor staggered back into the main camp complex; covered in blood and burns, and he only uttered a chilling final phrase; when violently prompted to inform the Slavemaster of the boy's whereabouts. "The Lord of the Fallen has him now..."
"Versio; you are still but a boy and you have far, far to go before you become a man. Though if you continue in this vein, If you continue to drive yourself through the hopeless, to reject the authority wrongly placed upon your head, you shall truly become a terrifying weapon of the Dark Side of the Force." ―REDACTED to Fynn Versio upon his indoctrination.
Prologue: — Born into Slavery; Fynn Versio is hardly the kind of child who has been allowed to explore the galaxy, or to become anything more than what he is; the lowest of the galaxy's low. This being said, even from birth Fynn's parents knew that they had been the recipients of an unholy child; reports of the entire hospital wing growing so incredibly cold that other newborns were dying; with many of the midwives and even his own father being taken in for intensive treatment. Entering a galaxy tipped so deeply in favour of the light, the birth of Fynn Versio is a sign that the Dark Side is just as strong; and just as prevalent as it always has been.