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Competition
Chapter V: Endgame - Fiction #2
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Endgame_2.docx
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Chapter V: Endgame - Fiction #2
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Endgame_2.pdf
Competition
[Voice Workshop] Dialogue I
Submission
Obelisk Adherent Rrogon Skar Agrona opted out of publishing his submission.
Competition
[Voice Workshop] Dialogue I
File submission
Dialogue_Comp.pdf
Competition
[Voice Workshop] Dialogue I
Textual submission

1. [Shadow Nighthunter](https://www.darkjedibrotherhood.com/character_sheets/9118)
2. [Fëanor Láng](https://www.darkjedibrotherhood.com/character_sheets/9141)

**Prompt: **

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1gC3XiYST1fjNhD0eBHQm1TAFo5uXzs7VuT0uX1LeSFw/edit?usp=sharing

Competition
[Voice Workshop] Dialogue I
Submission
Tomora Nay'ek opted out of publishing his submission.
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[Voice Workshop] Dialogue I
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Essik Lyccane opted out of publishing his submission.
Competition
[Voice Workshop] Dialogue I
Textual submission

1. [Alara Deathbane]( https://www.darkjedibrotherhood.com/character_sheets/9059)
2. [Shadow Palpatine Nighthunter]( https://www.darkjedibrotherhood.com/character_sheets/9118)

**Prompt: Disagreement**

Alara knocked on her sister’s bedroom door. “Shadow, wake up.”
“What’s going on? Why are you waking me up so late?” A very tired female echoed behind the door.
“It’s important. Quick. Let me in.” Alara pushed.
Shadow opened the door, “What’s going on?”
Alara barged in and closed the door behind her. “I have to run.”
“What?”
“Yes. I’m leaving Scholae Palatinae. I have to.” The Rollmaster retorted.
“Why? What’s going on? Surely we can-“
“No. We can’t fix things. Not this time. Mune and Elincia want me dead. I *have* to go. If it weren’t for Jaelle I’d fight back, but I can’t risk putting her in danger. Surely you understand.” Alara looked towards her nephews’ bedroom door.
“No, Alara. I can take Jaelle. Or Gregryck can. There is no need for you to go. Not now… Your nephews need you.” Shadow shook her head. “I need you.”
“Don’t do this to me, Shadow!” Alara’s voice raised higher than a whisper. “You know I’d stay if I could, especially due to circumstances. But I don’t see a way out of this. I can’t rise against the Empress by myself, and even if you helped me it would put your Aedile role in danger. I can’t risk making you lose *everything*.”
“This isn’t right.” Shadow growled, “We need to stick together. That’s something we have never been able to do. Why is that?”
The older sister couldn’t tell whether Shadow was angry or wounded. “Shadow. We will be together again someday. I promise.”
“You can’t do this to me. Not again.” Shadow raised her voice.
“Don’t scare the children!” Alara scowled.
“So *now* you’re concerned about children’s needs? You weren’t too concerned when you killed mother and father and left me as an orphan.”
“Shadow, don’t do this,” the Seer warned. “I may have had a choice then, but I do not have a choice now.”
“You’re leaving me and the twins behind when we have **nothing** left! Absolutely nothing!”
“You have your reputation here, you have your freedom. I do not, Shadow. It’s been taken away from me. I have to run. Jae’lle needs me to. As does my future.” She spoke with an oddly calm demeanor.
“You never deal with your problems! You just run and run and expect them all to be fixed for you!” Shadow snapped. “You don’t care who you leave behind to clean up the mess!”
“What do you expect me to do? Put everything and everyone I have in danger? Elincia means business, Shadow! You know that better than anyone! She may appear lazy and forthcoming in her demeanor sometimes, but when she wants to get shit done she will! And right now she plans to murder me!”
“Go then. See if I come saving the day this time.” Shadow glared and turned away.
“Don’t do this, Shadow. I’ll come back when its safe. When it all blows over. Or you can come visit me. You know I always have a place for you and the boys.” Alara held back her emotion.
“Really? Your actions give me no reasoning to believe that. Be gone. Leave me to mourn my husband.” Shadow started to walk away.
“Shadow, I loved him too!” Alara snapped back.
Shadow’s mournful eyes suddenly ignited and turned towards her sister, “Don’t you say it.”
“He was my brother, Shadow,” Alara’s amber eyes filled with tears, “He actually provided you safety that I never could. Sure we had our fights and our hatred at first, but when I knew he could protect you, I trusted him and loved him as my *kin*.”
“Of all the things you could say right now, Alara, that was a huge mistake. You’ve hurt me more than our parents’ death ever could. Pretense will never forgive how you treated him during what was left of his life. Leave. Now.”
Alara turned towards the door. “I’ll be with Arcona. I think it’s the safest place for me to be right now. I have a rendezvous arranging my departure to Estle City. Come find me when you change your mind.”
“Of course you’re going *there*. And what do I tell Jorm? How do you plan on cleaning up your relationship with him?” Shadow scoffed.
“Tell him what you like. Whatever is less painful for him.” Alara’s head fell as she exited the bedroom chamber. “Until next time, Shadow. Whenever that is. I love-“
“No,” Shadow closed the door behind her, “you don’t.”

Competition
[Voice Workshop] Dialogue I
Textual submission

1. [Tahiri](https://www.darkjedibrotherhood.com/members/14400)
2. [TuQuan](https://www.darkjedibrotherhood.com/members/14964)

**Prompt: **

“Hello, Tu’Quan.” The crimson skinned Togruta looked up as the tall Kel-dor entered.
“Hey, Tahiri. How are you settling in to your new office?” TuQ asked.
“I’m settling in pretty well,” Tahiri offered TuQ a chair, quickly clearing a box from it.
“Oh good, I’m glad. Have you held a position like this before?” TuQ sat down in the offered chair, tipping back the brim of his big hat to watch the young Togruta.
“Yes, actually.” Tahiri replied with a bit of sadness in her voice.
“Oh? Where… Oh, back in Tarentum, huh?” The Kel-dor sat up straighter, a worried tone to his voice.
“Yeah. I was Aedile of House Mortis. I got the position right before the war, and…” Tahiri paused for a moment.
“Are you alright, Tahiri?” TuQ asked, concern ebbing from him.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” Tahiri flashed him a quick smile. “I was at Castle Tarentum when the Collective attacked it.”
“Oh, I’m so sorry. I heard about the destruction.” TuQ tilted his head back a bit.
“It okay, I’m here now.” Tahiri replied quickly. “But…”
“But what?” TuQ’uan asked curiously.
“Well, I’ve always tried to be truthful and honest with my superior’s and friends…” Tahiri paused and slowly sat down behind her desk.
“That’s always a good way to stay in good grace with people, especially people you know.”TuQ leaned forward. “But I’m guessing here, there’s something else. Something, or somebody bothering you, Tahiri?”
“What? Oh no, no ones bothering me.” Tahiri replied quickly. “No, it's just, well… Since I want to be honest with you TuQ’uan, I’m a bit nervous about things.”
“Oh? How so?” TuQ asked gently.
“Well, I only had the position of Aedile in Tarentum for a short time, I feel like there was so much I didn’t learn.” Tahiri’s face fell in into her hands. “Even though I’ve been here only a few months, and then getting this position again so soon. I can’t help but feel a bit out of place still.”
“Ah, Tahiri, you’ve got nothing to worry about,” replied TuQ, as he stood up and moved around the desk. “You have me, and rest of the council. We’ll take care of you, and teach you everything you need to know.”
“Thank you TuQ’uan. That makes me feel better.” Tahiri flashed him a genuine smile, as she stood and hugged the tall Kel-dor.