Competing on Son-Tuul is no easy feat. The Togruta, Koon, has brought his galaxy famous Pince Bleu Dart to try to win the challenging course. His sponser, the Flame of Zhar.

Light and aerodynamic, the Pince Bleu Dart can handle corners at incredible speeds. However, that speed comes without many safety guarentees. One slight knock from a fellow racer and the bike could careen out of control. This means Koon tends to be more cautious when he races.

Team Name: Sharp Handles

Pilot Name: Koon

Homeworld: Shili

Speed: 5

Skill: 4

Recklessness: 1

Racer Bio:

Profile and Stat Split:

Name: Vex Ralor

Team: Kalarba Protectorate Racing (KPR)

Swoop: Aggressively modified military-pattern swoop

Homeworld: Corellia

Speed: 4

Skill: 3

Recklessness: 3

Better View Of Both The Terrain And Swoop!

Visual Dictionary Entry

Profile and Stat Split:

Name: Dene Kotanu

Team: Apex Point Five

Swoop: Bakur RepulsorCorp FB6000

Homeworld: Haruun Kal

Speed: 4

Skill: 5

Recklessness: 1

The Son-Tuul Rumble

Trivia

For the full complementary diorama I couldn't decide on whether I depict a racing scene, or if I focus on the festival aspect of the Son-Tuul Rumble. So I included both. The jungle in beetween the two parts makes for a good break, I think. It was so much fun to design the Swoops and come up with some biker-festival vibes on the right part. There are a few easter eggs hidden in that festival portion of the build!

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The Crew of the Aeon Phoenix

The Aeon Phoenix - Visual Dictionary

FotP - E01 -The Cold Blood Hideout

FotP - E02 - Kijimi Streets

FotP - E03 - Audience in Jiuffas Spa

FotP - E04 - The Ex

FotP - E05 - The Salt Flats Roadhouse

FotP - E06 - Corvo's Betrayal

FotP - E07 - The Tide Turns

The Even Giver - Milk Tanker - Visual Dictionary

FotP - E08 - The Great Milk Disaster

The Tarantula - A Pirate Star Galleon - Visual Dictionary

Koensayr DY-76 Typhoon Starfighter - Visual Dictionary

FotP - 09 - Bedroom Secrets

FotP - 10 - Aboard the Tarantula

FotP - 11 - The Raid on Syvris

FotP - 12 The Moff

FotP - 13 - Showdown at Vault Five

FotP - 14 - The Flame of Zhar - LINK

FotP - 15 - Standoff on Bespin - LINK

FotP - 16 - An unexpected visitor - LINK

FotP - 17 - The Bloodiator Brawl - LINK

FotP - 18 - Hot Pursuit - LINK

FotP- 19 - Deceit on Teth - LINK

The Burnin Daylight - Staryacht - Visual Dictionary - LINK

FotP - 20 - Grounded - LINK

The Boonta Gauntlet - Lesser Tadxiark - LINK

The Boonta Gauntlet - Bin-Bin Jinx - LINK

The Boonta Gauntlet - DO-C - LINK

Cloud City 5ABY - Visual dictionary - LINK

FotP - 21 - The Halftime Show - LINK

FotP - 22 - The Taboo Tales - LINK

F-Wing Heavy Star Fighter - LINK

FotP - 23 - Trouble on Isde Naha - LINK

FotP - 24 - Enter the Pykes - LINK

FotP - 25 - The Arbelon Arrives - LINK

Burnin Heart Contaner Barge - LINK

FotP - 26 - A Heated Secret - LINK

FotP - 27 - The Crab Shack on Zappa - LINK

FotP - 27.5 - SoF - 01 - Arrival at Mos Eisley - LINK

FotP - 28 - The War Room - LINK

C-Wing Starfighter - Visual Dictionary - LINK

FotP - 29 - A Jedi's Tale - LINK

FotP - 29.5 - SoF - 02- Claimed by the Sands - LINK

FotP - 30 - Attack of the Hutts / R93 Refractor Starfighter - LINK

FotP - 31 - Defenders of Ashheap - LINK

FotP - 32 - The Last Stand - LINK

FotP - 33 - The Judgment + Epilogue - LINK

SoF - 01 - Arrival at Mos Eisley - LINK

SoF - 02- Claimed by the Sands - LINK

SoF - 03 - Tatooine won't be tamed - LINK

SoF - 04 - Warriors of the Dune Sea - LINK

SoF - 05 - The Ghost of the Jundland Wastes - LINK

SoF - 06 - The Path of Water - LINK

(Don't Call Me) Toothpick - Part One - LINK

(Don't Call Me) Toothpick - Part Two - LINK

(Don't Call Me) Toothpick - Part Three - LINK

The Coruscant Crusader - 01 - Death Alley

Cat B - Kerkharra, the Koai Bird - LINK

Cat B - Zanto, the Sidewalker - LINK

Cat C - Aquabrazz - LINK

FAA - 01 - Dinner in the Clouds - LINK

F-Wing (midi version) - LINK

FAA - 02 - The Firewall - LINK

FAA - 03 - Bloodlines - LINK

FAA - 04 - Departure - LINK

FAA - 05- Bounty on Kashyyyk - LINK

FAA - 06 - Hideout on Ikkrukk - LINK

TIE Ranger - LINK

Episode V - The Gyndine Crisis and FAA cross over (Links)

TGC - 01 - Partt Time Job (Sarapin) - LINK

TGC - 02 - The Vaapad (Sarapin) - LINK

TGC - 03 - Defiance on Reytha (Reytha) - LINK

TGC - 04 - Face-Off at Mount Corvast Citadel - LINK

TGC - 05 - Life Debt - LINK

TGC - 06 - Detour - LINK

TGC - 07 - The Cheese Trail - LINK

TGC - 08 - Vonreg Legacy - LINK

TGC - 09 - The Cheese Revolution - LINK

FAA - 16 - The Coaxium Heist (LINK)

Gthroc G89 G-Wing Starfighter - LINK

FAA - 17 - The Socorro Trade Guild Deal - LINK

FAA - 18 - Meetings at the Black Dust Tavern - LINK

The Savareena - Starship Carrier - LINK

The Boonta Gauntlet Vol. 2 - The Princess' Finest - LINK

The Boonta Gauntlet Vol. 2 - The Psonian Thront - LINK

The Boonta Gauntlet Vol. 2 - The Ronin - LINK

The Boonta Gauntlet Vol. 2 - The Arena - LINK

FAA - 19 - The Betrayal - LINK

FAA - 20 - Frontiers of Zonju - LINK

FAA - 21 - Confrontation in Paradise - LINK

FAA - 22 - Underwater Chase - LINK

FAA - 23 - Vonreg Revelations - LINK

FAA - 24 - Wander Vision - LINK

Law & Order: Darkknell - Part One

Law & Order: Darkknell - Part Two - by MKJoshA

Law & Order: Darkknell - Part Three - by Lego415

Law & Order: Darkknell - Part Four

Team name: Ayta´s Argonauts
Pilot name: Ayta Senthra
Homeworld: Iskalon

Vehicle: RHE-X370 swoop bike

• Racer Speed: 3
• Piloting Skills: 5
• Pilot Recklessness: 2

Ayta Senthra was always fascinated with vehicles and operating them. This led to a career as a pilot working for ARGO Transit. A need for speed combined with experience in all kinds of Argo Transit vehicles got her into racing and participating in the Galactic Racing Tournament. 

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Team name: Mimban Mudrunners

Hailing from the war-torn world of Mimban, this independent racing team has arrived on Son-Tuul looking to prove themselves against the galaxy’s best. With a little support from the New Republic, they’ve brought their battered speeder, a capable mechanic, and plenty of determination to the Son-Tuul Rumble.

The jungle awaits. Let’s see if they make it out in one piece.

Pilot name: Keldaro

• Homeworld: Mimban
• Vehicle: Customized XS-350 Mudskipper
• Racer Speed: 3
• Piloting Skills: 5
• Pilot Recklessness: 2

On the frontier racetrack of Berrol's Donn...

The ancient forests of Berrol's Donn were known for hiding many secrets over the centuries, not least of them being the mineral deposits that made lucky prospectors absurdly wealthy, but the fresh stillness of their towering pines was rarely interrupted by anything quite like this. The high whine of speeder bike engines shattered the quiet, carrying through the trees alongside the smell of burning fuel and churned earth. Beyond the forest clearing, the rolling grasslands stretched toward the distant foothills, where the occasional ranchstead or weathered settlement broke up the otherwise endless frontier. Today, however, the attention of the locals was fixed on the makeshift racetrack carved through the countryside, where a handful of independent racers had gathered to test their machines, hoping to get the attention of the marquee events through the galaxy.

Arie Blayze had raced all over the Outer Rim, from frozen wastes where slick ice made controlling a speeder an exercise in desperation, to volcanic planets where one's life hung in a delicate balance between a spectacular crash and being swallowed by a plume of lava. Compared to those hazards, the tall trees and wide-open ranges of Berrol's Donn offered a welcome change of pace. Here, she could really open up the throttle and put her customized Arctek VXR-7 Vandal through its paces. With the Son-Tuul Rumble only two weeks away, she needed to know exactly what her machine could do, and how far she could push it before something gave.

"And coming around for another pass- Arie Blayze! She's flying through the sixth lap!" the announcer exclaimed, his voice crackling through a battered loudspeaker mounted atop the timing stand. The modest crowd gathered around the track roared in response. A few spectators cheered, their drinks spilling in their excitement. Some gathered together, placing less-than-thought-through last minute bets on the remaining racers. A few local rustlers had even ridden in from the surrounding ranches, their weather-beaten hats nearly torn from their heads as Arie blasted past the spectator line. Dust billowed in the wake of her speeder, swirling through the dirt path and sending a few onlookers who had creeped too close to the course reeling backward. The VXR-7's engine howled as Arie leaned hard into the next turn, skimming the edge of the course with just enough clearance to avoid clipping a marker post.

"She's pushing that speeder too hard," grumbled Perr Cylot, one of the pit crewmembers supplied by Arie's Flame of Zhar sponsors. She stood beside the maintenance tent, watching the racer disappear behind a stand of trees before reappearing farther down the course. "I have to imagine she's running on fumes by now, too!"

The sound of a hydromallet striking durasteel, followed by a stream of Huttese expletives, was her answer from her companion.

"Argh... what can you expect from these hotshot racers?" the mechanic muttered, lifting his head from the engine he was working on. "They're so dense I'm surprised their speeders even lift off the ground."

By the time the crew had finished their complaints, Arie was already long gone. The engines faded into the distance, leaving the clearing in a brief lull before the announcer began rattling off lap times and the crowd returned to its usual hubbub. Spectators shared drinks, argued over the merits of the various racers, and traded credits over wagers that had gone spectacularly wrong. A couple of vendors worked their way through the crowd selling grilled nerf skewers and cheap caf, while the less fortunate racers limped back toward their tents to assess the damage to their machines.

Despite the revelry, the Flame's pit crew shifted uncomfortably. Rumors had reached them that someone high up in the syndicate was on their way to Berrol's Donn, insistent on seeing the champion their credits had bought. They had spent the better part of the afternoon worrying over Arie, and the status of her speeder, and the prospect of explaining to a syndicate superior why their star racer seemed determined to run it into the ground was not an appealing one.

They didn't have to wait long.

"So who's winning?" came a woman's voice from behind the tent.

The pit crew turned, startled. Perr nearly dropped the hydrospanner in her hand as she took in the newcomer, then glanced past her to the armored bodyguard standing a few paces behind. The woman herself seemed considerably less intimidating, wearing a calm expression that suggested she was accustomed to people stumbling over themselves in her presence.

"Apologies, my lady," Perr managed.

"Just Anja's fine. I'm not one for titles." She offered the crew a warm smile, then glanced toward the track, where the distant engines were beginning to rise again. "Is our champion as good as the reports say?"

The mechanics exchanged glances. Whatever answer they had prepared seemed to have deserted them.

"She's... confident," Perr finally said, shuffling her feet. "I think she could do with being a bit more trusting that we're here to help her win. She hasn't stopped for refueling or a check-up once. We tried to get her in after the fourth lap, but she just waved us off and went straight back out."

Anja followed her gaze toward the track. A thin haze of exhaust hung over the clearing, catching the afternoon light between the trees. For a moment, her expression gave little away.

"We can work on that," she said at last. "We just need a winner. The rest is easy."

The group fell quiet. Somewhere behind them, a mechanic slammed a toolbox shut, and the announcer began building anticipation for the final lap. Then came the familiar rumble, growing steadily louder until the screaming speeder engines returned in full force. A pair of competitors emerged from the far end of the course, jostling for position as they fought to make up time, but it was Arie who came tearing around the final bend. Her VXR-7 shot across the finish line in a spray of dirt, its engine shrieking as she eased off the throttle and swept past the timing stand.

The crowd went wild, cheering as though there weren't a handful of other racers still trickling in behind their champion. The announcer's voice rose above the din to proclaim Arie's victory, and a few of the locals promptly began arguing over whether she had broken the course record or merely come close. Arie brought her speeder around toward the maintenance tent, coasting to a stop as the engine settled into a rough mechanical growl.

"Great job, everyone!" she exclaimed, pulling off her helmet and shaking out her hair. Her grin suggested she hadn't a care in the galaxy.

The pit crew, by contrast, looked as though they'd aged several years in the last hour. They grumbled among themselves and returned to work, gathering tools and replacement parts while one mechanic began inspecting the overheated engine housing.

"That was quite the finish," Anja admitted, stepping forward to clasp Arie on the shoulder. "You think you're ready for Son-Tuul?"

Arie flashed her a broad grin.

"Confident," Anja thought.

"I don't think it'd be much of a race if I wasn't there!" the racer declared.

Anja couldn't help smiling herself. There was no denying the girl's talent, and she had the sort of natural swagger that made people want to watch her race. Whether that translated into the discipline required to win a major event remained to be seen.

"Hah, all right, then. But you need to trust your crew. The Flame has invested a lot in your success. We might need you to win the race, but that doesn't mean you'll win it all on your own."

Behind them, the crew continued packing up, though Perr made a point of giving Arie a particularly pointed look as she carried a crate of spare components past them. Arie either failed to notice or chose to ignore it. The rowdy fans were already beginning to disperse, making their way along the dirt road toward town, where the saloons would stay busy long into the night. The last of the racers loaded their damaged speeders onto battered transports, and the clearing slowly returned to something resembling a peaceful frontier gathering.

"I have to admit, I thought Lady Pria, or at least Carm the One Arm, would be in attendance," Arie said, glancing around the tent. "No offense, umm..."

"My name's Anja," she replied with a reassuring smile. "And I hope you don't take my presence the wrong way. Lady Pria was caught up with Flame business. As for Carm, well..." She paused briefly, then recovered with a touch of her usual warmth. "You can think of me as Carm's better half."

"Works for me! Thanks for coming all this way to see me win." Arie flashed another beaming champion's smile, grabbed her helmet, and clapped a few of the crew members on the back before jogging off to catch up with the fans heading toward town. Anja could barely hear her yell something about buying the first round, and a few of the locals answered with enthusiastic cheers.

Anja watched her disappear down the road, her smile lingering for a moment before fading as the long shadows of the forest stretched across the clearing. The sun was sinking behind the distant hills, turning the treetops copper and gold, and the cooling air carried the smell of dust, fuel, and the last of the food being packed away. It should have been a pleasant evening. Instead, she found herself thinking about the man who ought to have been standing beside her.

"You still think coming here was a good idea?" Bern asked, appearing at her side.

"Of course. I don't think there's any danger here." Anja gave her companion a quizzical look.

Bern turned toward her, his emotions a complete mystery beneath his helmet. "I'm not worried about our safety here. I'm worried about what people will make of your presence. Carm's been gone for weeks. People are going to notice his absence, and despite all your charms, you suddenly showing up in his place is going to raise questions. Especially among people who might already be wondering where he's been."

Anja's smile vanished. She knew Bern was right, and the thought only deepened the worry that had followed her across the Outer Rim. Carm's capture had been sudden, with little warning and even less explanation. Weeks had passed since then, and the Flame had received no ransom demands, no threats, not even an anonymous message claiming responsibility. It was as though he had simply vanished, swallowed by the vastness of the galaxy. Every day that passed without word made it harder to believe that someone, somewhere, wasn't deliberately keeping him out of reach.

She looked toward the road leading into town, where the last of the racers and spectators were disappearing beneath the trees. Somewhere beyond them lay a collection of frontier saloons, gambling dens, and trading posts where people were more willing to talk after a few drinks. If Carm had crossed paths with the wrong people, Berrol's Donn might be as good a place as any to find a lead. And if it wasn't, there were always bounty hunters looking for work.

"Well, we're not doing anything useful standing here, Bern. Let's get into town. Maybe we'll find someone who's heard something. Or at the very least, we can recruit more people to find him."

Anja turned toward the road, her expression settling into a familiar resolve. Behind her, the last of the speeder engines fell silent, leaving the forest to reclaim the clearing one rustling branch at a time. The race was over, their champion had earned her crown, but the Flame had much more serious concerns than races.

As the first lights flickered to life in the distant town, and Anja thought of her love for Carm, she couldn't shake the feeling that her own race against time had just begun.

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Thanks for reading! This was a fun build that turned into a much bigger post than I originally thought it would be. I'm excited to start exploring more of Berrol's Donn, and always, please share any thoughts, critiques and comments!

Team name: Frontier Racing

Pilot name: Arie Blayze

• Homeworld: Brentaal IV
• Vehicle: Customized VXR-7 Vandal Speeder Bike
• Brand: Arctek

Racer Point Split:

• Racer Speed: 3
• Piloting Skills: 3
• Pilot Recklessness: 4

The Imperial TX-167 is modeled after the German Stug III assault gun from World War II. This model features a gun with great articulation, a commander's hatch, room for one driver, and a spring loaded shooter activated by pushing the hinge greeble on the back of the tank.

STATS

Team Name: Team Turquoise

Pilot Name: Levat DeBrek

Homeworld: Codia

Racer Speed: 4

Piloting Skills: 3

Pilot Recklessness: 3

THE TEAM

Levat DeBrek: Starpilot who spent his freetime racing with friends on Batuu. He initially moved from Batuu to Codia when Faid Mes, Jal Mes' long-lost cousin, crashed the CFS survey ship into the Keimazhis Basin. Upon hearing about the Son-Tuul Rumble, Levat knew it was time to return to racing.

Ledi Aleetrez: the team's lead mechanic. She and Levat became good friends after helping Faid Mes repair the survey ship. 

BR1-4N & KY-LE3: two CIS-era droids refurbished by the CLA.

Beelo Teke: the village mystic who has become enamoured with the thrills of racing! Levat and Ledi aren't sure why he's here, but he seems to bring good luck and provide some good advice at times.

THE SWOOP BIKE

A cobbled together swoop bike originally designed for navigating the canyons surrounding the Keimazhis Basin on Codia. Ledi and Levat have made a few modifications such as a more powerful engine to make it race-ready. 

Build w/out speeder:

Back of build:

In a grimy side alley of Sanrafsix' Capital, Borres Laredo and the Flame-serving Pyke captain Pazaal have stripped one of Ezhugh Vonreg's associates from his bodyguards. Now they are questioning the Zeltron Mobster in their own very particular way...

Trivia

The scene features different types of sand color - some of them not in the catalog of Lego anymore (I need sand red back!) I really enjoyed playing around with the few parts of sand red and sand purple I own to create this alley.

The Pyke captain has been first featured in FotP - 28 - The War Room - LINK and joined the Flame of Zhar at the end of Book I - Flight of the Phoenix. 

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If you want to learn more about the Flame of Zhar's lore, characters and their story, look through my other posts, listed here chronologically.

The Crew of the Aeon Phoenix

The Aeon Phoenix - Visual Dictionary

FotP - E01 -The Cold Blood Hideout

FotP - E02 - Kijimi Streets

FotP - E03 - Audience in Jiuffas Spa

FotP - E04 - The Ex

FotP - E05 - The Salt Flats Roadhouse

FotP - E06 - Corvo's Betrayal

FotP - E07 - The Tide Turns

The Even Giver - Milk Tanker - Visual Dictionary

FotP - E08 - The Great Milk Disaster

The Tarantula - A Pirate Star Galleon - Visual Dictionary

Koensayr DY-76 Typhoon Starfighter - Visual Dictionary

FotP - 09 - Bedroom Secrets

FotP - 10 - Aboard the Tarantula

FotP - 11 - The Raid on Syvris

FotP - 12 The Moff

FotP - 13 - Showdown at Vault Five

FotP - 14 - The Flame of Zhar - LINK

FotP - 15 - Standoff on Bespin - LINK

FotP - 16 - An unexpected visitor - LINK

FotP - 17 - The Bloodiator Brawl - LINK

FotP - 18 - Hot Pursuit - LINK

FotP- 19 - Deceit on Teth - LINK

The Burnin Daylight - Staryacht - Visual Dictionary - LINK

FotP - 20 - Grounded - LINK

The Boonta Gauntlet - Lesser Tadxiark - LINK

The Boonta Gauntlet - Bin-Bin Jinx - LINK

The Boonta Gauntlet - DO-C - LINK

Cloud City 5ABY - Visual dictionary - LINK

FotP - 21 - The Halftime Show - LINK

FotP - 22 - The Taboo Tales - LINK

F-Wing Heavy Star Fighter - LINK

FotP - 23 - Trouble on Isde Naha - LINK

FotP - 24 - Enter the Pykes - LINK

FotP - 25 - The Arbelon Arrives - LINK

Burnin Heart Contaner Barge - LINK

FotP - 26 - A Heated Secret - LINK

FotP - 27 - The Crab Shack on Zappa - LINK

FotP - 27.5 - SoF - 01 - Arrival at Mos Eisley - LINK

FotP - 28 - The War Room - LINK

C-Wing Starfighter - Visual Dictionary - LINK

FotP - 29 - A Jedi's Tale - LINK

FotP - 29.5 - SoF - 02- Claimed by the Sands - LINK

FotP - 30 - Attack of the Hutts / R93 Refractor Starfighter - LINK

FotP - 31 - Defenders of Ashheap - LINK

FotP - 32 - The Last Stand - LINK

FotP - 33 - The Judgment + Epilogue - LINK

SoF - 01 - Arrival at Mos Eisley - LINK

SoF - 02- Claimed by the Sands - LINK

SoF - 03 - Tatooine won't be tamed - LINK

SoF - 04 - Warriors of the Dune Sea - LINK

SoF - 05 - The Ghost of the Jundland Wastes - LINK

SoF - 06 - The Path of Water - LINK

(Don't Call Me) Toothpick - Part One - LINK

(Don't Call Me) Toothpick - Part Two - LINK

(Don't Call Me) Toothpick - Part Three - LINK

The Coruscant Crusader - 01 - Death Alley

Cat B - Kerkharra, the Koai Bird - LINK

Cat B - Zanto, the Sidewalker - LINK

Cat C - Aquabrazz - LINK

FAA - 01 - Dinner in the Clouds - LINK

F-Wing (midi version) - LINK

FAA - 02 - The Firewall - LINK

FAA - 03 - Bloodlines - LINK

FAA - 04 - Departure - LINK

FAA - 05- Bounty on Kashyyyk - LINK

FAA - 06 - Hideout on Ikkrukk - LINK

TIE Ranger - LINK

Episode V - The Gyndine Crisis and FAA cross over (Links)

TGC - 01 - Partt Time Job (Sarapin) - LINK

TGC - 02 - The Vaapad (Sarapin) - LINK

TGC - 03 - Defiance on Reytha (Reytha) - LINK

TGC - 04 - Face-Off at Mount Corvast Citadel - LINK

TGC - 05 - Life Debt - LINK

TGC - 06 - Detour - LINK

TGC - 07 - The Cheese Trail - LINK

TGC - 08 - Vonreg Legacy - LINK

TGC - 09 - The Cheese Revolution - LINK

FAA - 16 - The Coaxium Heist (LINK)

Gthroc G89 G-Wing Starfighter - LINK

FAA - 17 - The Socorro Trade Guild Deal - LINK

FAA - 18 - Meetings at the Black Dust Tavern - LINK

The Savareena - Starship Carrier - LINK

The Boonta Gauntlet Vol. 2 - The Princess' Finest - LINK

The Boonta Gauntlet Vol. 2 - The Psonian Thront - LINK

The Boonta Gauntlet Vol. 2 - The Ronin - LINK

The Boonta Gauntlet Vol. 2 - The Arena - LINK

FAA - 19 - The Betrayal - LINK

FAA - 20 - Frontiers of Zonju - LINK

FAA - 21 - Confrontation in Paradise - LINK

FAA - 22 - Underwater Chase - LINK

FAA - 23 - Vonreg Revelations - LINK

Law & Order: Darkknell - Part One

Law & Order: Darkknell - Part Two - by MKJoshA

Law & Order: Darkknell - Part Three - by Lego415

Law & Order: Darkknell - Part Four

After his embarrassing defeat in the Ring of Champions tournament, Brakk was forced to return to Canto Bight and continue fighting for his sponsor. But when an opportunity for freedom finally presented itself, the Labyrinth Bull wasn't about to let it slip away.

Brakk charged through the streets of Canto Bight, chains still hanging from his body as he led Harlow and Axton through the crowded streets. The two struggled to keep pace with the powerful gladiator as he pushed forward, putting as much distance as possible between himself and the life he had been forced to endure. For Brakk, all that mattered was getting as far away from Canto Bight as possible.

Axton still wasn't entirely sure what he had gotten himself into. Amos Depp had approached him on Alland and asked for his help with something on Cantonica, offering little explanation. Axton had agreed, though he certainly hadn't expected to find himself running through the streets of Canto Bight alongside Harlow and a chained gladiator.

Watching from above, a lone figure kept a close eye on the escape. Disguised and blending into the wealthy crowds of Canto Bight, Amos Depp made sure the plan was still on course.