Fiction Gallery

Ernordeth walked through the Nighthawk slowly. His yellow eyes stared at his peers. The door to his quarters opened quickly as he entered to sit in the red dye he used to maintain his red skin. It was time for a nap and a soak.

What would I compare thee to? You art like unto a Ithorian rose, Wild and untamed, but beautiful.

What would I compare unto thee? Like twin suns, rising in the morn, Or the dance of three moons, setting across the sky.

What can compare to thee? Only the cosmos, only its stature grand, Can even compare to what I see from thee.

We took the hill that day, Warrior Selika Roh di Plagia Wrath of the Dreadlord Proconsul of Plagueis at the lead, cleansing the world of Jedi, we wished were dead, "Wipe them out, all of them," she spake, Burn them all like a hated Jar-Jar at the stake, The view a few steps behind her was good enough for me.

34 ABY, Grasslands of Aliso, South Side of the Pirate Stronghold

Concussive blasts and shards of rock pelted the advancing Plagueis forces as they attempted to penetrate the first layer of defense. The bulk of the infantry had managed to take minimal cover amongst the side of the cliffs, trying to hide from the defenders sending deadly bolts of plasma their way. The main force pressed the defenders hard, concentrating their pressure heavily against the forward defenses, which followed a curving path up the plateau and lead to the main compound. Heavily fortified, the approach would cost many lives. But Plagueis had plenty of slaves.

“Use what cover you can find! Someone hit that turret battery! Squad two, focus suppressive fire for the troops coming in behind!”

The Zabrak barked what orders he could in the small window between blasts. His battleteam had been given orders to secure the western flank of the rise, allowing the AT-TE’s to progress further in. Unfortunately, they had been pinned with the rest of the first wave on the left flank. Getting to his objective was going to be tricky. His blood churned as his temper began to foster. He flicked a glance over the troops assembled for him--from the heavy shock troopers to the almost mewling acolytes hoping to earn their stripes--and swore he would not fail in his first major assignment as a team leader. His sergeant, a rough and rigid man from Corellia, slid into a spot beside Kul’tak. His maneuver nearly sent him crashing into the jagged wall of rock, but he saved himself in time and threw a hasty salute.

“My lord, orders are flowing in from the Wrath. She is asking we take the hill.”

The Knight scoffed. Selika Roh does not ask. Nor shall I refuse her. He nodded his understanding.

“Prepare the men, Sergeant. We move to engage. We will take that flank.”

The man rolled, and pushed himself up before running down the line repeating the command. He hadn't noted on the fact that the charge would bring them within direct fire of the large turbolaser batteries stationed at the peak of the cliff. Never questioning orders. He was a good sergeant.

Kul scanned the horizon of the grassland. The Alisoan breeze gave the fields the appearance of an ocean, the ripples flowing out and away from the cliff and its imposing overwatch. All along the sea of green, the smooth waves were being interrupted by the march of infantry and heavy tanks. If he squinted, he could make out the vanguard as they pushed the lines forward. Selika was certainly in a hurry. Not that Kul minded, he loved a good fight.

The Zabrak's sergeant once again dive-bombed into cover, rattling off the condition of the battleteam. A few casualties amongst the troopers and one over-eager disciple who had chosen the wrong moment to peek over his chosen rock. Good riddance, Plaguies did not suffer fools.

“...accounted for and ready for the command, my lord!” Sergeant Guilherd looked expectantly to his superior.

Kul grinned eagerly, licking his mental lips in anticipation of real battle.

“Do you desire glory, Sergeant?” The man gave a whooping shout of agreement. “Good. Today you shall have it. Give the order. The Wrath wants her rock. Ah, here comes Shar'kala, perfect timing.”

The two watched as their wary eyes peeked over their cover at the creature pelting down the winding path. Her fur a midnight-hued blur with a streak of silver down her back, the Vornskr raced towards the attacker’s position. A few of the pirates took shots at her, but her speed was hard to lead for a hit. She made it safe and sound, nearly bowling over her master in her excited state. Kul reached down and scratched her ears.

“So you found it then? Well done, Shar’kala.”

The sergeant gave him a curious look. “My lord? Is there new intel I should be aware of? What did the beast find?”

“Let's survive the immediate danger first, sergeant, then I'll let you in on a little secret.” The laughter hiding in the crevices of his brow disappeared into his cold look of determination. “Give the order.”

With hand raised high, the sergeant tightened his fist. He brought it slashing down so that his fingers extended as if a vibrosword aimed for the compound’s very heart. With a ferocious growl, Kul leapt clear over the cover he'd taken and belted for the first target his eyes laid upon. He sprinted, not even bothering to draw his saber in his rush. The pirate gunner that was guarding the immediate corner they had to pass suddenly found himself being pulled from his spot. His vision filled with that of a Zabrak in an armored cloak, its orange eyes glaring and full of anger. It was the last thing he saw.

Kul dropped the pirate in a loose heap of appendages. He flicked an arm to fling the offensive blood of the outlaw from his claw gauntlet. A quick slice was usually effective enough to do the job. Trooper armor did not cover the entire neck, after all.

The loud whirring of gears warned of an impending assault as the turbo laser farther up the rise sought to break the advance. Kul felt the initial rise of something in his breast. Fear? He shoved it down deep and glared at the imposing machine. He just needed time.

The gunner scanned his targeting system. The being caught in its reticule was just standing there. The fool. Thinks he can play games, does he? He pulled the charging lever, giving the weapon a bit more juice. As soon as it was at the desired percentage...he fired. The cloaked figure disappeared in the resulting explosion. Then reappeared meters to his right. The hell?

The gunner rechecked his figures, sure he had made the correct adjustments. The Sith should be dead. Why was he standing alive, grinning like a fool? He saw the sudden glow of a missile trail moments too late. Its concussive blast shorted out his system for a brief span of moments, but it was enough to get his attention. Full of revenge, he re-targeted the turbolaser to face the main force, subsequently forcing another lull in the advance.

Kul bounded over to his battleteam on the right flank, where they were panting from the sprint. It appeared everyone had made it except for a couple of troopers, but they mostly all looked the same in their armor anyway. Kul’s Vornskr wagged her way over to him and preceded to use his legs for weaving practice. He attempted to ignore her as his sergeant came forward.

“My lord. I don't think I recall the part of the plan where you recklessly charge a friggin’ turbolaser. Pardon my Corellian, sir.”

“No need, Sergeant. I had a feeling you wouldn't approve so I did it without asking your opinion. I am in charge, after all.” He followed the statement with a grin. Almost the instant his cheek touched his lips, the smile disappeared and he gazed solemnly at the rise. Now that they had a strong position to advance with, they could press the attack and hopefully breach the compound. The Wrath had stressed her intentions to get there before the Dread Lord.

“Now we just need to spearhead the way to the compound,” Kul mused aloud. Guilherd removed his helmet and wiped a gloved hand across his brow, a bothered look on his face.

“Is it completely necessary for us to charge headlong into the barrels of the batteries, my lord? Could we not--”

Kul noticed the sergeant whip his head back, and even amongst the cacophony of the ongoing battle he picked out the sharp crack that followed. Realizing the situation, his eyes grew wide and he caught Guilherd as he fell. Warm blood flowed from the hole in his head, his foggy eyes staring blankly into the Zabrak's face.

At first, Kul couldn’t process it completely. His sergeant lay dead before him, but he held the corpse as the fluids spread over his armor and dripped onto the lush grass and stone. His head lay hanging, his inner thoughts swirled within. The battleteam watched, awaiting orders or even just a glimpse of assurance. They knew their leader and sergeant had become something of friends in their time serving together. The Zabrak’s cold and aggressive style managing to soften for brief moments when paired with the rugged, yet sarcastic Corellian. They might have been only able to imagine the anger that Guilherd’s death would cause, but Kul became that anger incarnate.

The battleteam took a collective step back when the Zabrak raised his head. His eyes had taken a red tinge that made his eyes appear like flames ravaging behind to glass windows. Settling Guilherd’s body onto the grass, he rose and faced the direction the sniper’s shot had originated from. The area around them felt suddenly a bit more stifling, but the humidity on Aliso was low today. A couple of the acolytes gave each other inquisitive glances, unsure of what the plan was. Just as one volunteered to step forward and ask, Kul roared. Not a roar of challenge, but a roar designed to warn the recipient that death was coming for them and it would not rest until it had found them. As his voice began to settle, he burst into a sprint. His saber appeared and it extended forth as a piece of himself, an extension of his desire to kill. His loyal Vornskr kept pace beside him, her own kill instinct being pressured into play from the Zabrak’s influence over her.

The rest of his battleteam watched in shock for a moment as their leader rushed recklessly into the front line of the enemy’s defenses, paying little heed to his own safety. Fortunately for him, his natural speed let him reach the lines before one of the turbolasers could pinpoint him. They once again looked around the group before shrugging and followed after. Pirate after pirate fell beneath Kul’s blade, his left hand reaping lives with every slash he made. The lines behind began to notice a lull in the defenses originally tight-gripped blockade. Sensing an opportunity they moved forward, allowing the heavy tanks to finally join the fray, as well. The turbolasers did not hold for long after that.

34 ABY Aliso, Inside the Pirate Stronghold

The southern commander’s radio exploded in a torrent of reports suddenly. Everything became a muddled mess of organization as he tried to make sense of what was going on. Some were saying it was one being who had triggered the advance, but other reports claimed the secondary Plagueian force had managed to breach the laser defenses and were advancing on the second line. Should Plagueis breach that as well, they would be within the compound. The Togrutan spared a glance at the Jedi he’d been tasked with protecting, the “Undesirables” that the Brotherhood’s Grandmaster wanted dead at all costs. He was beginning to think he and his men would be among that list very soon.

As Malice was walking her pet She found that the cat was dead set She followed her sight and saw up to the right was a rat that was in a cold sweat

Malice stood with Aiya overlooking the pirate base they'd been assigned to. A few others had been dispatched to other areas of the base with the mission of taking out as much of it as they could. Malice and Aiya had been assigned to the main holding area, and hidden inside a pouch on the woman's hip was some sort of explosive. She had not asked what it was, just accepting the job to get it in and then get out herself, taking out as many pirates as she could on her way. She stretched slightly, a determined grin on her face. They wouldn't know what hit them.

The pair carefully approached a nearby entrance. Luckily their attention would be mostly on the rest of the clan, which would leave places like this entrance unguarded. After taking a quick glance down the hallway to make sure it was clear, the wildling and her Nexu made their way in, taking care to make sure that their steps would not echo down the darkness. Noticing a bit of light up ahead, they slowly approached to find their first room. Reaching out with the force, she identified two humanoids inside. A quick check confirmed this, and luckily for Malice and Aiya, their backs were turned to them. Casting a quick illusion, the two stepped freely into the room. The men were watching a monitor that seemed to show a battle going on elsewhere.

Malice was glad that there were two of them. She'd been working on a technique that required two opponents, and it seemed this was just the time to practice it. Without drawing attention, she carefully probed one of their minds, searching for their deepest fear. When it became clear a few seconds later, her eyes narrowed. It looked like some sort of hybrid creature that was a mix of a Rancor and an Acklay, neither of which were creatures you wanted to be surprised by. Taking this image, she released his mind and projected the creature onto the man's companion. The other man, who had no idea what was happening and couldn't see the illusion himself was caught off guard as the other clipped him in the shoulder with a blaster shot. He howled in pain before dropping when another hit him in the face. The illusion, however, did not end with him, continuing to torment the man until he raised the blaster to his own head, hoping that death would end the illusion. Sadly, it did, and Malice folded her arms at the sight before her.

"I'd say that worked splendidly, wouldn't you?" She said to the Nexu next to her. Aiya chirped something back and Malice sighed. "Sure, they'll be going to waste anyway after everything explodes."

Once Aiya had finished her meal, the two continued down the hallway. Most of the other pirates they encountered were on their own, so Malice did not get to try her trick again, much to her disappointment. Once they had swept the area, they approached what seemed like the main control center. Malice could sense a larger group within. Seven? Six. Six more to take out before they could plant the explosive and run. She couldn't tell if the group was armed or not, but she and Aiya had taken out larger groups than this before. She laid a hand on the Nexus head scratching affectionately behind a cluster of spines before hitting the button to raise the door. Six pairs of eyes looked in their direction, panicked expressions. A single person in the room was armed. Everyone else was simply there to run the control room and give readings to whoever came asking for them. She walked calmly towards the armed individual, a female with a very shaky firing hand. Her shots missed the pair easily, and before she could fire again, Malice was right in front of her, the knife she kept in a sheath on her leg out and against her neck. The other five people seemed frozen in place. They did not run. They did not scream. Nothing. Now where was the fun in that? Her glance flashed to Aiya, who understood immediately and began taking out people one by one. That seemed to snap them out of it, though none of them could do anything against the vicious feline.

Turning her attention back to the girl, Malice spoke.

"What is your name?"

"Asante." The girl squeaked out.

"Asante. That's a lovely name. Tell me, are you ready to die?"

Asante shook her head frantically, tears starting to form in her eyes as she noticed the strange creature the woman had brought with her come back to sit down, licking blood from its face.

"Do you have a dream, Asante? Something to live for?" Malice asked, searching the woman's face.

"Just my family. They're in a different system, I'm just here to work to support them."

Her voice was really shaking now as she realized this was her chance to beg for her life.

"Please, I won't tell anyone. Just let me go."

Malice lowered the knife, reaching into her pouch to retrieve the bomb. The girl's eyes glanced at it before finding their way back up to Malice's.

"This device will send a message to my group. it'll tell them I've already swept this area, so if you stay here, you'll be safe. They won't come to check it again, do you understand?" She asked as she attached it to the underside of a control panel nearby.

Relief flooded the girl's face as she openly began to cry.

"Thank you. Thank you so much."

"Trust me, it's no problem." She said, turning back to where they had come from. Aiya followed closely behind. Malice hit the button again to open the door and then close it again. Once the girl was out of sight, Malice quickly climbed onto the Nexu, who began to race forward. Malice clipped the earpiece into her ear as they rushed out the exit, continuing to run until they were a good distance away. Climbing to the top of a nearby hill, Malice climbed down, standing next to Aiya. She touched a finger to the earpiece.

"All set down here."

"Excellent." Came her master's voice on the other side. A few seconds later, the two watched as the entire compound ignited, blasting high into the sky. She was rather pleased, as it had seemed her skill for deception had greatly improved after accepting Selika's teachings. Aiya was not pleased, however, as the girl would have served to be an excellent meal.

"Let's get back to finish our report." She said, climbing on the Nexu again to start off towards where Selika would be waiting.

There was once a hutt named Jist Who had a thing for a playlist, he liked to sing, even if it did ring, like the sound of a little miss priss

Never call Teylas Teytey. Doing so would be cray cray. But if you insist on doing this He'll punt you in the vajayjay.

A slave boy took his pod for a spin, Then knocked up the queen with twins. He sliced up some kids, got some black-leather digs. And left the order, to Obi's chagrin!

The slaves of Plagueis are many But they hardly make our Clan a penny. Before the slave ship can fill Selika swoops in for the kill And then Telyas is left with hardly any.

In memory of the Battle of Hoth:

We had forgotten our sleds and skis Faster we ran as not to freeze The base was stormed The troops were warmed So no parts would stick to our knees

There once was a Knight of Ren Who once was a Solo named Ben Now Kylo Ren had a saber Which three blades he enabled And stuck it right into his Dad

Selika Roh did enjoy studying lore But there was something else she loved more She said "Look at all these innocent NPCs I shall slaughter them with blood and gore.

Manually added by Prophet Howlader Taldrya

Manually added by Prophet Howlader Taldrya

There was once a boy farmer named Luke Who knew his life was a fluke But then one day His family was set ablaze Then he trained to be a Jedi, what a hoot.

Darth Pravus was a scary old Sith.
Some believed him mere myth.
But the odor he bore
Proved him more than just lore
And could wipe out an army forthwith.

Malice breathed in deeply as she stepped foot once again on her home planet of Cholganna. The earth was soft under her feet and a cool breeze blew through the air, causing a few of the people behind her to shiver.

Having been newly promoted to Aedile of their house, Malice and Kalon had needed to find someone to fill the position of Battle team leader. They'd chosen Kul'tak Drol, who was both able to give orders to his battle team and follow orders from his superiors. Thus far, he was doing a marvelous job, and when he suggested that he wanted to take the battle team out for some survival training away from the base, Malice had immediately volunteered to take them all. Once the group had been gathered, they'd set off for Cholganna.

Malice had the most survival experience of the group by a long shot. Kul'tak himself had a little, but none of them came close to matching the experience of actually living on a wild, uncivilized planet for almost your entire life. The brisk breeze didn't bother her even a little bit, and it bothered her Nexu companion even less. She turned to the group to begin addressing them.

"Alright, we're here for one night only. I don't want to get in trouble because most of you die here, so we'll be returning tomorrow morning. If you survive and manage to retain some desire to continue survival training, then we can talk about more nights, but for now, it's one night only. Now, who can tell me some of the first things you should do when staying for an unknown amount of time in an unfamiliar location?"

A few people scratched their heads, but no one spoke up. This was going to be both more difficult and more frustrating than she'd originally thought.

"You," She said, suddenly pointing at a seemingly fit male. She knew his name was Felix, and that he was the only non-force user in the group. Though she considered it a slight waste of time to have him there, her desire to return to her planet overpowered her distaste for the human.

"Well, you should find shelter of some kind. Or make one." He answered, scratching the back of his head.

"Correct. Anyone else?"

A few murmurs of 'food' and 'fresh water' and a fire sprang up from the group. All of which were true, but there was one more thing they were forgetting.

"Those are all very good points." She said after they had quieted down. "But there is one more, very vital thing you need to do to even stay alive at all, and that is knowing what creatures you're up against."

She called for Aiya to come sit beside her, who swished her tail before growling lightly at the group.

"Aiya is a Nexu. They are extremely dangerous creatures of feline origin. They've got four eyes, a tail that can act like a very painful whip, more teeth than they know what to do with, large claws, and a good part of their body is covered in spikes. They are the top predators here on Cholganna, and they will not hesitate to rip you to shreds." she said, starting to pace in front of the group. They looked wary but not nearly as terrified as they should be, especially to survive an overnight stay on the planet. She hadn't wanted to jump right to the most drastic tactics, but she only had one night to teach the lesson she needed to teach, so it had to be done.

"Here's where the fun part begns. Everyone is going to march back onto the ship and place all your weapons down. You are to take no weapons with you at all. Anyone caught with one will be severely punished. I'm sure Aiya would love any one of you as a chew toy."

The small group mumbled to each other before heading back up the ramp and into the ship. Kul'tak followed to make sure no weapons were kept, and then after tossing Malice the only device that would unlock the ship again, he sealed himself in with them. Malice called the group back, laying a hand on Aiya's head.

"Now that everyone is unarmed, you've got a task in front of you. You're going to work together to survive the night, without weapons, and without me."

There's the fear she was looking for.

"Your objectives are to find food, fresh water, shelter, and to not get eaten. I'll return to collect whatever's left of you in the morning." and with that, she and Aiya took off into the treeline. For a moment, the group only looked at each other. She couldn't be serious, could she? Once it became painfully obvious that she was indeed serious, a few of them began to speak, forming everyone into a tight circle. Malice and Aiya hadn't gone far. In order to test their abilities they needed to be able to watch what they were doing, but they could each hide well enough that they wouldn't be seen by anyone, even with their force abilities.

Something else they did not know, was that Aiya and Malice had made a trip to Cholganna only a few days earlier to speak with their mother and her pack. They knew the humans would be arriving, and had planned out a way to test their responses to encountering the entirety of the pack. They had no weapons, and they were not strong enough in the force yet to cause the Nexu any damage.

Malice's thoughts were interrupted as the group below seemed to agree altogether and start off into the forest. She and her Nexu were deathly still as the group passed underneath them, not realizing their Aedile would be watching their every move.

"Wouldn't they get in trouble if we all died?" One of the group asked from below as Malice and Aiya stalked them from overhead. "I mean, they need us as troops, don't they? If we all die, we weaken their numbers."

"We aren't adding much to their numbers right now. Sure we increase the number but skill wise we don't matter. Not yet. That's why we're here, to get better and prove ourselves." another answered, who seemed to be one of those who had inserted themselves as a leader.

Malice and Aiya followed the group all the way to an area higher up on a hill, where it seemed they were going to set up camp. The group was divided into smaller teams who were tasked with a few of the mission objectives. One group set off for water, one for food, and one for trees and wood for a shelter and fire. Food would be the most difficult to be sure. There were many streams with fresh water nearby, but food was scarce if you didn't know how to catch it. Cholganna was lush with vegetation but as far as the fauna itself went, it consisted mainly of only three creatures. The Nexu, the Arboreal octopi, and the bark rats. Both of the other two were hunted by the Nexu, and could be great food sources. The Bark Rats were small and fast, often difficult to catch. However, if you could follow one back to their nest you'd find a few more. The Arboreal octopi were more of a problem. The Nexu hunted them easily but the octopi were usually much larger than the standard human. They stayed in the trees and liked to drop down on unsuspecting prey. She wondered absentmindedly how many of the group would be eaten by them.

After a few hours, the group was finally back together. Thus far no one was missing, but a few had a good amount of cuts and scrapes. A few had dead bark rats hanging by their tails that would eventually be cooked over a fire if they could manage to start one. One boy she noticed had hair that was standing up in all different directions, a result of getting the mucus from the Arboreal octopus in it. She would have loved to have seen that.

She raised her head as one of the group explaimed happily. They'd gotten a fire started, and their little shelter was coming along nicely. At least altogether their abilities equaled perhaps one Kul'tak. If they had known better, they would not have yelled so loudly. Though she knew that the Nexu pack would not come out to aid her until night time, if it had been any other situation they would not have been so lucky.

The smell of cooked flesh slowly wafted up to them. It did smell delicious, but now was not the time to get distracted. The smell could attract other creatures, so the group still had to be on the lookout. The sun was beginning to sink, painting the sky with brilliant pinks and reds and oranges. Though it was a beautiful sight to be sure, it greatly contrasted the overal deadliness of the entire planet. Soon they'd be going to bed, and if they were smart, they'd set up sleeping shifts. They weren't going to get much sleep anyway, Malice intended to make sure of that.

As the group assigned who would be sleeping first and who would be keeping watch, Malice silently climbed onto Aiya and the two jumped off to find their pack. Dark shadows cast from the trees could very well be seen as creatures with malicious intent to the frightened eye, and she hoped they were able to all stay alive without her watching them for a few minutes. Once they'd finally found the pack, they set off altogether to approach the sleeping battleteam.

Even those who had been meant to keep watch were starting to doze off, which was a rooky mistake. The lives of their groups depended on them, and though Malice would have liked nothing more than to pick out those of them that had fallen asleep at their post and let the pack eat them, she decided against it. Scaring them out of their minds would have to do.

Their mother let out a piercing cry, which was often done at the start of hunting missions. Malice watched as not only those who were supposed to be keeping watch woke up, but all of the rest who were allowed to be sleeping. She stopped the back from dividing and surrounding the group, as it would be more frightening to see them all come out at once. Even that did not happen straight away. More shrill cries echoed the first, and the group scrambled to their feet, pressing their backs together to stay on their guard. Malice and Aiya stayed behind, watching the terrified looks on the groups faces as the rest of the pack slowly came out of the shadows and paced towards. A few angled weak force pushes in the packs direction, but they barely ruffled the feline packs fur. The darkness made it difficult to aim and see, and eventually it was only the reflective eyes of the pack that stood out against the night sky.

The group wasn't doing anything. No more attacks, no attempt to run, nothing. They just slowly backed together as the pack now began to surround them. Once they were within attacking distance, Malice called them off, walking out with Aiya. The group looked at her in surprise, still very tense.

"All in all, you didn't do terribly. You found food and water, made shelter and got a fire started, but you also did a lot of foolish things. Any sort of loud sound will draw predators to you. Even cooking food can be a death sentence. Usually setting up shifts for sleeping would work, but your watch shift fell asleep almost instantly. That would have gotten you all killed, so for those people, we'll have a special training back at base. For the rest of you, I suppose you'll be allowed to live. If we do this again, make no mistake that the stakes will be raised, and if some of you die, I will make no attempt to find your body. Back to the ship."

The group hesitantly moved towards the ship, stopping when they got to the few Nexu that had been guarding them on that side. The felines stepped aside, and the group did not stop running until they got to the ship, banging loudly on the doors to have Kul'tak let them in. Unfortunately, Malice still had the only device that would unlock it, and she had no desire to leave so quickly. They'd be fine waiting.

She thanked their mother and the pack before turning to enjoy a pleasant and calming walk back to the ship together through the familiar forests of their home.

There once was a time now yonder Where Clan Plagueis did yet but wander But Teylas did plan, And once the Jedi had ran, Blue Laren had placed a transponder.

Brimstone is a blue skinned freak His uniform is always sleek But What bugs him the most Is the fact that a ghost Got off with a slap to the cheek

Proud Knight Abadeer ran to his ride He was being chased, and needed to hide He just closed the door Right only before He fell on his face because he had died