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Just a small Vignette of Felucia, trying to capture the alien flora a bit. Overview The Clone Wars - Felucia by Henrik S, auf Flickr Ayla Secura The Clone Wars - Felucia by Henrik S, auf Flickr Commander Bly The Clone Wars - Felucia by Henrik S, auf Flickr
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Felucia can be a most perilous place! It's been years since my last post! I'd been considering posting again and this contest and all the entries inspired me to make the jump. Felucia is a remarkable aesthetic and very inviting for unusual parts usage. I had blast building this scene and hope you enjoy.
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Hi guys, I just posted my first Lego project on CUUSOO and its a set based on the battle of felucia and the execution of order 66 where Aayla Secura's clone troops turned on her. The set is designed to inspire more sets based on the order 66 scenes and more sets with landscape and unique biomes included in Lego form. http://lego.cuusoo.com/ideas/view/56422
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*Your entry has earned 15XP* Year 8 ABY. Personal, subterranean quarters of elected Captain Mor Tuuk, former first mate to the Founder. ...125 days after the scuttling of Separatist ships on Felucia, year 19 BBY. There had always been division between the naval and special forces detachments. As the Founder led rock-works to burrow into the valley walls, the Black Brigade readied armaments and spent most of their time with drills and guard duty. When no onslaught of clones came over the hills, they refused to give up their bellicose duties to start crops or raise homes. As soon a naval crews had cleared a path out of the valley, the marine contingent set out to find laborers and sources of food. What they found were Felucians. The Black Brigade pillaged the Felucian farmers and brought back their young as slaves carrying whatever supplies looked most valuable. The Founder would have none of this. He stood firm and held the commandant in disgrace. Some of the warriors moved to fight, but the commandant gave no order. Finally, the Founder unshackled the Felucians as the warriors watched in horror and shame. That pass through the rocks became infamous for the division it caused between the Nemoidian warrior elites and the founders of the scuttled town. The rock beneath that very spot was eventually reserved as the official quarters of the town Captain, so he could always stand at the pass defending honor agains tyranny. Every day, in what is now his own quarters, Mor Tuuk is reminded of his Captain's stance long ago... ...and the growth of their town that refused to rule through violence, but instead through service to their fellow man.
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One of the finest wines along the Permilian Trade route comes from one of the most eclectic towns the galaxy has produced. It was a town of unlikely chance, born of honor, rebellion, and love. The sudden end of the Clone Wars brought many by surprise, particularly those fighting on its front lines. Following the execution of Count Dooku and Order 66, Separatist forces across the galaxy were in disarray. Then, the droids shut down; their one way to distance themselves from the violence, and preserve their own humanity, gone. Nemoidian commanders on Felucia were caught in mid-air when their droid staff suddenly crumpled. With their shuttle spinning out of control, their commander personally brought the ship down in a small valley, burying the nose in the mossy dirt. He had thought quickly, with his droids shutting down there would be no escape into orbit and no holdout strong enough to stop the clones. They scuttled their shuttle, sharpened their spears, and waited. Nothing happened. The new Empire overlooked their crash site. Other Separatist officers and ships were called into the valley. All kinds of shuttles and warships were downed strategically in the choke points of valley and the Nemoidian officers dug into the rock. They would holdout and wait for whatever sacrifice their duty demanded. Still nothing happened so they began to farm. When they needed supplies they traded. When they had a surplus they invested. When they found their true calling, they cultivated. It was the finest wine ever known to Felucia, wrought from years of meticulously nurtured vines, strict fermentation standards, and the artistry of an ancient culture. Today the town is still small but the people are secure and their larva pools, started early on when the Nemoidians were unsure if their species even survived the war outside, now gives them the permanence to strike out from their wasteland holdout on Felucia to a new prominence in the galaxy.
