General Training Center,

Clan Scholae Headquarters Facilities,

Rabid Fox Mountain Range, Clovis Continent,

Judecca, Cocytus System,

Dark Brotherhood Territories

The Exarch flexed his muscles, clearly enjoying the idea of going up against the worthy opponent that stood across him.

“Ready, you worthless nek?”

“Sure,” the other said, stretching out a bit, calm as a tyke taking a nap.

“You realize and agree about the end result of this thing, right?”

The other one batted that thought away without hesitation. “Yeah, yeah, that’s all fine. I’m going to win in any case.”

The first guy grinned. “Your funeral.”

The second guy grunted. “So says you when I finally defeat you.”

“In your dreams, Krath!”

“Fine, enough talking, lets’ get to this.

The Exarch snarled, the entire atmosphere going electric with the sudden deadly anticipation of mortal combat.

The two warriors approached each other, their walk deadly, with purpose. They stopped about a half-meter apart, the one trying to intimidate the other with the most fearsome faces they could manage. If anyone had seen this private battle, they would have certainly fled the scene of what was sure to be murder.

The challenger fiddled with his lightsabre, apparently itching to get to combat, but instead he stuck out his hand, and the Exarch took it. On cue, they began the ancient combat ritual, repeating it as one.

“One, two, three, four, I declare a thumb war!”

With that the two opponents went at it.

Five seconds later, the winner was clear.

“Aww, no fair, you have mutant fingers!”

“Not my fault. You should have thought of that before you started the challenge. Now time to pay up.”

The loser sighed. He took the proffered outfit, and decided not to put it off. He started to change into it, and he knew the other was enjoying every minute of it.

Finally he got suited up, and looked into the holocamera that the other had procured from somewhere. “Hit it,” he said glumly.

Exarch Lucien Kaeth grinned like the proverbial cat that ate the canary, and hit the record button.

Timbal Palpatine, dressed like an Ewok, reluctantly started his Quaestor’s report to the House and to Phoenix....

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Greetings, brothers and sisters of HAD!

I hope everyone has enjoyed another little fiction that I put together. It’s a little out of my normal writing style, but I hope the humor worked. I hope it did him justice! That said, here we go!

Things to Cover (Clan / House Stuffs):

• Competitions: With the new promotion guidelines out, there should be a bunch more competitions coming out for the House and for the Clan. Also, we’re bringing in some interesting ideas for a House comp, so stay tuned!

• Get ready for the next GJW!

• CSP Shadow Academy Course: Still needs to be re-worked a bit.

• Royal Gazette: Finally released, it’s available via: http://www.scholaepalatinae.darkjedibrotherhood.com/royalgazette/issue2/rg/rg/royal_gazette_v1_i2.htm

• Congrats to Koryn for his promotion to Guardian! He’s been really working hard towards his rank, and it’s well deserved.

Random Other Things:

• Ollie ollie oxen free! =P
  

Real Life Stuff:

More random stuff going on in my life!

• Work: Really quite quiet lately, which is good. Lets me do some DJB stuff. ;)
  

Well, that's about it, peeps. Until next time!

KE Timbal

QUA guy

Random medals and stuffs go here.