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Star Wars Lore Episode XCV - The Life of Quinlan Vos

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RlsS_N_PS8w


The Clone Wars including Quinlan Vos became a strange new era, pairing him with Ventress and resulting in the Christie Golden novel.   

This video series  helps to reconcile this new Vos with the older, Dark Horse one, where he was allowed to go undercover to the Nightsisters of Dathomir directly, and Dooku does not remember anything about 'Admiral Enigma' trying to kill him after he cuts down Assaj  (in Golden's romance).

I have read Christie's book now, and it paints Quinlan as a sort of naive 'Goodfellas' gangster with a heart of mush, rather than the Dark Horse badass who operated out of the Wheel trade outpost and watched his future baby-momma grow up in the gutter.  (yes, I mean that ruby-haired Khaleen)

The maker of this video series dearly wants us to weigh in upon Quin's possible future under the Disney label, and is soliciting comments.  Please leave one.

I am still trying to work out how to fit Disney's Clone Wars Vos  into the Dark Horse earlier EU ...They can never eliminate things that Lucas put into the films about Quin and Aayla, but they let Christie KILL THOLME!   Ostrander and Duursema not only let him live in their final Republic issues, but they guaranteed that Quin could reproduce with Khaleen and put the yellow stripe on baby Korto's face.

  She has done us all a great disservice by ignoring the work  of his creators.  They after all were accepted by Lucas, the ultimate badge of favor.  Even if their publisher got kicked to the curb, Vos fans must rally to keep his history as his graphic novel 'mom and dad'  molded it.




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