This story is the conclusion of myself and my husband's Age of Rebellion characters, who we had been playing for over three years. The game finally came to an end, and my husband wrote a nice story to put our characters, Anden and Kera Tolan, on the path to their next adventures. We had an amazing time playing this game, playing these characters, and making a lot of great friends and memories over three years. I can't begin to thank Fantasy Flight Games for this system and the chance to make such well thought out and alive characters, and I can't begin to thank our wonderful GM, Matt, who helped us tell this story, and let us grow these characters in ways we didn't expect. And thank you to our groupmates, those who were there from the beginning and the few we lost along the way for one reason or another. You guys made this game even more fun than it should have been.
And thank you, for reading!
And now, a sample of What You Do
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Kera Tolan reached out with her senses, past the landspeeder she rode across the barren Xorrnian sands, and felt through the Force the wrapping up of the battle ahead of them. The carnage that she couldn’t yet see, at least physically, was ebbing, replaced with a growing feeling of tension from Imperials and relief from the soldiers of the Rebel Alliance and the denizens of Foundry Four. Reopening her eyes, though, Kera saw that her brother’s expression had hardened. It had been joyous a minute prior as the CR90s and Hammerhead corvettes had burst through the cloud. Anden had been whooping and cheering wholeheartedly for thirty seconds as the Rebel relief force descended over the battlefield and brought the conflict to a halt, but now he was back to a tense, grim expression as he stared out through the windscreen, weaving their landspeeder between rocks and debris as they approached Foundry Four.
Kera reached out again with her senses, trying to feel what was troubling Anden, but his eyes darted over to her accusingly. “Sorry,” she blurted. She played with strand of her red hair that had escaped her headband and attempted to look innocent. “I’m just wondering what’s troubling you is all,” she said, a genuine look of concern on her face. “The Alliance is here, the Imperials on the ground are surrendering, and I haven’t seen a single crashed X-Wing here yet.”
“There’s still bodies,” Anden muttered. “There might be more in orbit. That’s where I’m heading as soon as we find the others,” he added, sighing. His own red hair was flailing back wildly behind his head, but he didn’t seem to notice or mind blowing it out of his eyes the way she did. Outside the speeder, fresh debris took its place in her view alongside the rusted Clone Wars wreckage and scattering of rocks in the orange dust. An AT-AT loomed ahead of the Tolans’ speeder, but stood motionless; Rebel troopers were escorting the Imperial crew away. To their left, a pair of wounded Mandalorians, mercenaries that Kera’s allies had secured, were solemnly chanting in something other than Basic over the body of one of their own, while a staff nurse from Foundry Four waited awkwardly behind them to do his portion of the cleanup. Anden angled the speeder in a lazy curve between the broken walker and the broken soldier toward the chasm that led down to Foundry Four itself.
“I’m staying with you,” Kera concluded. Anden didn’t respond. She didn’t have to probe at his mind to feel the icy tension emanating from him, and decided it warranted further supervision.
The rest of the story can be read here: What You Do
And feel free to check around at the other stories on my husband's in progress website. He made a bunch of statblocks for starfighters and ships, those are located under Corellian Sendoff.
If you're interested in reading more stories about Anden and Kera before they joined the Rebellion, there are three stories located at my husband's tumblr
Feedback would be greatly appreciated, as it may keep my husband writing more.
Thanks, and enjoy!