USH'S STAR WARS GAME- CAMPAIGN II EPISODE III (DARK SIDE)- The Way Back

"Shut up, you idiot, that was just pure luck on your part." Rianna replies, glaring back. "And that's completely irrelevant right now anyway."

Even so she is right whoever this Rogan person is he can put a damper in our plans.

Ushgarak, does the name Rogan sound like a name that could be used by a member of any major alien species or human culture that Gallador is aware of?

"Mind your tongue and your place, young one," Rand said, looking in Rianna's direction with no contempt or hatred, as anyone else in the company would if addressed so. "I may not be leading this congregation of maniacs, but I still hold powers beyond your own."

"Pipe down, Iron Man," Galder chuckles, rapping his metal hand on Rand's metal chest and listening to the metallic echo. "Ding-ding! I think we have a winner!"

"And may I remind you why you do not lead? Your powers were not enough, beyond mine they may be. My 'place' is the same as yours. Get used to the idea that you do not command any of us." Rianna responds.

"Rand, my friend, everyone of us has impressive powers, and we need each other if we want to raise high in Galaxy."

"Galder, Rianna, I am always impressed when I see you sparring, you are both true warriors, no Jedi has a spirit such as yours!"

Rand pushes away Galder's hand, now unleashing one of his malicious, ghostly glares. He reserved such a glare only for Galder, the bane of his leadership. Besides, the numbing cold did not feel any better when vibrating.

"I beg to differ, pupil," Rand says to Rianna, the glare leaving momentarily, his voice still without contempt for the young woman. "Those I am more powerful than, I can still command. Don't you agree, Galder?"

"Of course I'm a true warrior, Gallador!" Galder proclaims, posing. "My father was nearly as deadly a swordsman as Kuylen himself."

"And I might agree, Rand, if perhaps you'd stop giving me those dirty looks..."

In cold heartless voice Xavier says to them all," We must stay on the task at hand and not fight over trival matters. Especially now that a larger threat looms over the horizon."

Rand immediately gives Galder one of the ghostly glares.

"And your father was not that great a swordsman..." Rand replied.

"Xavier, you might want to stay out of this...though I fully agree with you..."

"I am not your pupil, Rand, and you do not command me. Do not presume to EVER refer to me as your pupil or apprentice, or try to order me again." Rianna says, glaring at Rand.

"Thank you, Gallador. See, some people recognize my talent here and do not demean it by bringing up my lack of control with the Force."

Rand still remains without glares at Rianna.

"Don't fall to Galder's level, Rianna," Rand says. "I am positive you have more intelligence than that..."

Xavier stares at them with a small look of disgust.

Galder goes red in the face. He had bickering with Rand about his father and mother for the good part of the two years spent on Epireus, and had gotten nowhere.

"My father was an excellent swordsman!" Galder retorts. "I remember watching him take on a herd of Wampa on Hoth..."

"When you were but a child!" Rand recalls. "You were not old enough to understand just how poorly he was with a blade. I remember him being brought into the Temple, an inch from life after trying to defend himself from space pirates. I must admit, vicious bunch, those pirates, but still. A Jedi, falling to pirates!"

"It is your mother who was the expert with a blade...your father was more like Takuan or I."

Xavier thinks to himself.(we are gonna die)

Originally posted by General Zink
Rand still remains without glares at Rianna.

"Don't fall to Galder's level, Rianna," Rand says. "I am positive you have more intelligence than that..."

"That's the thing with intelligent people, Rand. They know how to think for themselves. And I will not take orders from a near-cripple who has done nothing but lead us into disaster time and time again."

( 😂 Oh, newjak, how you do amuse me...)

"Shut up, Rand," Galder snarls, trying to hide his embarrasement. He had always thought of his father in regard in all things of the Force, and as an excellent swordsman. Until this year, when Rand had debunked this. Bastard...

Originally posted by newjak86
Xavier thinks to himself.(we are gonna die)

(you'll get used to this, it's a fairly common occurance with this group 😂 )