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Topic: A Local Legend - An Audalis Short Adventure
Subject: Yay! A dark, cramped, and (possibly) haunted tunnel!!
On the outside, Driscoll remained calm and somewhat caring to the mother of the children. “I’m sure y’ lad b’ fine, ma’am,” he said reassuringly. Glancing around at the gathering crowd of townfolk, he stated a bit louder, “Th’ syl b’ a fine healer, t’ b’ sure.”
Inside, the swashbuckler was more than a bit anxious. He could sense that his and his companions’ reputation was on the line her, and he had no desire to have another ugly scene as they had when they first entered this troubled village. Looking over the edge of the well, Driscoll called down to Isi and Tami, “How’s it goin’, lass?”
“Driscoll,” came Isi’s reply. “Are you ready to pull Tamuril up? She will carry the boy up with her.”
“Aye!” affirmed the swashbuckler. “We b’ more than ready. There b’ more than a few folks ‘ere eager t’ see th’ boy, if hear m’ right, hmmm?”
Having been given the signal, Driscoll and the others remaining topside pulled Tamuril and the lad up gently. He allowed Tami to escort the boy to his mother’s waiting arms, while he went back to work, drawing Isi from the well.
"They saved Rose's children,” declared the Innkeeper. “I think we should give these folk our apologies. I for one regret not trusting their intentions." He turned to the adventurers, as he continued, "And they can stay for free in the Meaty Herring for as long as they desire."
Driscoll reached out his hand and accepted the man’s offer. “Mighty kind of y’, sir! Mighty kind!”
The villagers seemed to agree with the innkeeper, and Driscoll could feel the tension dissipate. Now we’re gettin’ somewhere! he beamed.
Then the father of Melany and Farry came running and closed his wife and children in an embrace of relief. "Melany! Farreus! Thank the heavens you two are safe!" He whispered, then turned his eyes to the adventurers and nodded his appreciation.
The swashbuckler merely returned the nod, knowing the deep gratitude they had just received. “It b’ a good day, hmmm?” he said to his companions. Turning to Tami and Isi, “Well done, lasses!” And to Aldagen, he continued, “Ehllar… good friend y’ got there, Aldagen.” Driscoll admired the bird for a moment. “Very good…”
As the townsfolk went back to their lives, and the companions were left to themselves once more, Tami piped up, "There is a tunnel near the bottom of the well, leading off somewhere else. We will need to check it out, I think."
Driscoll, now in good cheer, grinned broadly as he clapped the bard on the shoulder and drew in the heavy sea-salt air, “Right! Now, that there sounds like adventure!”
Posted on 2009-05-30 at 05:09:25.
Edited on 2009-06-01 at 19:33:07 by Ayrn
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Topic: A Local Legend - Q/A
Subject: Yep!
Read it! Looking to reply shortly... though not sure what I'll add... it will mostly be an RP post. Not really moving the story forward, merely responding to what's already written.
Posted on 2009-05-30 at 04:29:46.
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Topic: Star Wars: Dark Masques
Subject: Posted...
Though, it's purely an RP post...
Posted on 2009-05-30 at 04:27:54.
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Topic: Star Wars: Dark Masques
Subject: Just shooting for the XP
Oh! Republic! Benjamin lamented to himself. How far you have fallen!
The suggestion from the officer that an Embassador and a Jedi ought to bribe their way through an inspection… The times are truly dark…
The Jedi guardian could feel the angry and indignation welling up inside of him. The sure knowledge that he could bend the Force to his will and send the officer and his troops sprawling planted itself in his mind for a moment…
Almost like a reflex, he could feel the power of the Force gathering around him, drawn by his will..
tempting him…
urging him…
No… Benjamin resisted. No! The Jedi could feel the tension in his hands noticeably release, the drawn energy beginning to dissipate.
Benjamin remained silent as negotiations continued surrounding the “payment” needed to secure the “proper paperwork”. Between the Twi’lek, the good Doctor, and the Embassador, he was sure something could be “sorted out”.
Posted on 2009-05-30 at 04:26:58.
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Topic: A Local Legend - Q/A
Subject: Posting
I'll have one up tonight
Posted on 2009-05-29 at 21:26:20.
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: Update up
It was mostly a round of missed. Noone took any damage nor dished it out. 
Next update will be Sunday evening/ Morning morning. Please have your next post up by Sunday, 6 PM, EST.
I hope to send out the game map within the next hour.
Enjoy!
Ayrn
Posted on 2009-05-29 at 15:54:51.
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Topic: Dawn of Defiance: The Traitor's Gambit
Subject: You missed me, you missed me, now you have to...
“Don’t die,” pleaded Ara’ala to the woman slumped against her. Fumbling for her medpac, the Arkanian spread the kit out in front of her. Grabbing a small hypo-needle, she stabbed it into the woman’s upper arm, hoping for the best.
She didn’t have to wait long. The woman took a sudden intake of breath and her eyes fluttered slightly. A moan escaped from between her lips as she exhaled.
The two behind the planter-box didn’t have long to think. One of the stormtroopers who had shot at the woman previously (the one still alive) took another shot, narrowly missing the women as it skimmed over the planter book.
That was all the woman needed to fully “wake up” to reality. She quickly scrambled over Ara’ala, putting more distance and cover between her and the trooper. “Thanks,” she said, giving the pale Arkanian a quick nod as she pulled out her own hold-out pistol.
Ithiria, seeing one of the informant trying to escape the gunfight, took a few steps in order to get a clearer shot on the man. Smoothly drawing and throwing the knife at her hip, the young Jedi missed her fleeing target, her blade embedding itself in the planter-box just beyond the man.
Realizing he was now a target, the informant blanched noticeably, turned tail and ran full tilt away from the “action”. He quickly ducked out of sight behind a planter-box. His currently location -- unknown.
The lead stormtrooper, seeing the Twi’lek step closer, move in to engage her. Letting his blaster drop to his side, his hand drew out his stun baton. “Time to give up, Twi’lek,” the trooper said through his helmet. His hand swung out, hoping to connect with Ithiria. But the Jedi was too quick, managing to duck and dodge the stormtrooper’s blow.
Mars shifted his aim for the other stormtrooper that continued to fire on the woman – his current employer. His aim was true enough, but the shot seemed to ricochet off the soldier’s armor.
The remaining stormtrooper moved in closer, and took another shot at the Mandalorian. The blaster bolt came closer – Mars could feel the heat as it passed by the side of his face – but not close enough, slamming into Gundark’s main entrance.
[OOC: Alright…so, a round of mostly poor rolls all around.
Ginafae: you rolled well between your untrained skill check and the added force point. The woman is healed 5 HP
Everyone: 3 troopers remain on the scene, the lead trooper having taken some damage from Ithiria in round 1.
What’s next? ]
Posted on 2009-05-29 at 15:49:43.
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: Geraint -- Map
I'll send the map out later today.
It will be coming from my crosspointcrc.ca account
Ayrn
Posted on 2009-05-28 at 16:17:12.
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: Sorry all
Wow, I just read my last post. WOW! Sorry about all the mistakes in there. I've straightened it out now. Hope it's a little clearer.
Ayrn
Posted on 2009-05-28 at 16:10:13.
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: That is correct.
You wouldn't know for sure whether she's dead or unconscious. She is slumped up against you however.
NOTE TO ALL: I update tonight. Sometime after 9 PM EST.
Skari, if you're online, I know you've got work, but if you could drop a quick line here on what you what to do with you next round of combat, that would be super!
Geraint, I see you online current. If you could post, that would rock!
I update tonight, and then we're back on track again (meaning another update on Sunday night/ monday morning).
Let's do it!
Ayrn
Posted on 2009-05-28 at 15:27:21.
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: Maps...
I have a map for our current encounter... however it is done in "paint" so the file is massive. Not sure if it would be of interest to any of you... if so, please provide me with an email that can except large files.
Ayrn
Posted on 2009-05-26 at 19:43:39.
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: Updated!
Once again, I've updated.
Thanks for your palience.
Posted on 2009-05-26 at 06:11:45.
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Topic: Dawn of Defiance: The Traitor's Gambit
Subject: Entering Combat Round 2
[OOC: This is the result of round #1 of your response]
"Lady," Mars said, "get behind us." With expert hands, the Mandalorian began to assemble his slugthrower.
While with her body Ara’ala followed Mars’ lead, grabbing hold of the woman and pulling the both of them behind a large durasteel garden-box, her mouth betrayed her feelings. “You fraggin’, bantha-poodoo mulchin’, nerf-herder! They’re fierfekin’ Imperials! You don’t fight them, you run!”
“"This ain't the time for sweet talking, Ara," Mars said as put the slide-bolt mechanism in place. “Just make sure they don't hurt our client, and I'll make sure this won't be taking too long."
“Alright, human.” The lead stormtrooper stated, his carbine blaster obviously targeting the Mandalorian. “You’re under arrest for resisting an Imperial officer. Put down the gun n…”
Ithiria’s dagger protruding from the trooper’s gut cut his words short.
[OOC: Ithiria scored 6 points against the lead stormtrooper.]
Then… chaos erupted.
The lead stormtrooper, surprised by the Twi’lek, and suddenly on the defensive, shifted his aim to Ithiria, and fire off a shot. The laser bolt went wide and hit the information computer near-by.
The trooper just behind the lead was worried more about the big gun the Mandalorian seemed to be piecing together then the knife throwing Twi’lek. His carbine raised, he fired at Mars with more precision than his captain. The blast hit Mars square in the chest.
[OOC: Mars took 11 points of damage.]
The remaining two troopers moved forward, trying to find a more clear shot at the woman the companions were trying to protect. Finding their opening, they fired. The first shot missed slightly, burning cherry blossoms off the tree above Ara’ala.
The second shot found it's mark. The woman cried out in pain briefly, and slumped up against the Arkanian.
His slugthrower finally together, Mars took aim at one of the trooper’s targeting the woman, hoping to stop them from hitting her again. His training paid off this time, and his shot hit it’s mark – a small hole dead center through the trooper’s helmet. The stormtrooper crumpled to the ground.
[OOC: Mars scores 12 points against one of the stormtrooper]
One of the informants, obviously distraught over the sudden turn of events, started back up and out of the fray. “I didn’t sign up for this,” he says to the captain as he looks to leave.
The other informant was not as cowardly as his colleague. I’ve waited my whole life for this moment, he thought to himself. Seeing his opportunity to impress his superiors, the man made his move. Running towards the garden-boxes behind which Ara’ala and the woman were trying to find cover, the man leapt over a smaller bench, hoping to pop around the cover and blast one of these fugitives. His pistol in hand, moving his body to take aim at the nearest target, he looked like he might succeed.
Unfortunately, at the last moment, a split second before his could squeeze the trigger, his foot caught on the bench. The momentum sent him sprawling onto the floor, a mere five feet away from Ara’ala, his hold-out pistol continuing to skitter off.
With cat-like reflexes, Ara’ala pistol was trained on the soldier’s head before the trooper could even blink. A quick tap from her pistol sent the informant even further away and… dead.
[OCC: Ara'ala scored 8 points of damage against the Informant.]
[OOC: Okay, three stormtrooper’s left, and one informant. [The woman is also down for the count] What’s next?]
Posted on 2009-05-26 at 06:10:37.
Edited on 2009-05-28 at 16:06:37 by Ayrn
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: Real life
Haven't updated yet. My wife's sister's fiancé was in a car accident yesterday. Clipped a semi truck.
I was a bit scary yesterday, but he's doing fine now (well, he's sore and bruised). Anyway, I'm home again. Hope to update tonight.
Thanks for your patience!
Ayrn
Posted on 2009-05-25 at 16:03:14.
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: Combat it is...
Geraint: You can either post here in the Q/A a quick note about what Ithiria will be doing during this first round of combat, or post it IC in the game thread. If you could give me something that would be cool... otherwise, I'm likely to have her pull out her pistol and shoot... or do nothing...
I'd rather you choose for your character.
All Players: My update post will likely come late Sunday EST as I'm away until then.
Later!
Ayrn.
Posted on 2009-05-23 at 04:53:48.
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Topic: Redemption of Hell
Subject: Sorry it's late
Saysei stood at attention throughout all the pomp, the perpetual scowl of his species on his face. It wasn’t that he was angry or upset or frustrated. In fact, the Iktotchi felt a great sense of peace – he had seen this day… in his dreams, he had seen himself a hundred times at this place with these people. The major, calling out the names of the others. Recruit Besmic… Recruit Teldan… Saysai nearly said the major’s exact words in his mind.
Finally, the major called Foon and the young warrior stepped forward. He didn’t smile or puff out his chest with pride. Rather, he merely accepted this as one more step towards his future, one more towards his destiny.
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Saysei has his gear ready for the orbital hopper long before the ship touches down. In fact, most of his bags were packed prior to the graduation ceremony. Stepping aboard the ship, Foon found his place amongst his team and settled in for the flight. He didn’t speak much… carrying on casual conversation with his fellow squad members. Dara, Besmic, Osaka and Teldan – they were all close to him. Now he was called to serve alongside of them… maybe die alongside of them.
He was willing.
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As the orbital hopper approached their new home, Teldan was the first to notice the state of the base. “Now what did we do to deserve that,” the tech specialist muttered under his breath.
Their droid pilot piped up. “I am sorry sirs and ma’ams, but this base is new for us. You will have to get your own barracks dealt with on your own until our technical crews get here.”
“When is the tech crew expected to get here?” asked Teldan. “Or are we it?”
Saysei imagined Teldan already had fifty different plans on how to set up shop.
Foon turned with Osaka to survey the jungle before them. “HNO3,” the demo expert said smoothly. “A few canisters of that, and we’d be done by nightfall.”
Saysei merely raised his eyebrows and grunted. “What do you, Dara? You got a plan for us?”
Posted on 2009-05-22 at 16:32:55.
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: Nice!
Nice post, lads!
Looking forward to yours, Ginafae.
Geraint: Your perception check to notice woman's wound --> she's definitely wounded, her abdomen by the looks of things. However, you are unable to determine the type of wound, or what caused it.
Geraint: Your Sense Surrounding check to find other Stormtroopers --> you don't sense any other troopers in the area.
Skari-dono: I'm going to rule that the "draw weapon" action is part of the assembly of the weapon, similar to drawing a weapon while moving.
Geraint and Ginafae: Mars is making an obvious aggressive move into combat. Your characters are welcome to join him, or try to defuse the situation diplomatically (or do nothing). You're welcome to try anything (though I'd prefer you not do nothing). 
Ayrn
Posted on 2009-05-22 at 04:58:23.
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: First post is up
Sorryit's late... but I think it was worth it! Enjoy!
Posted on 2009-05-21 at 17:28:42.
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Topic: Dawn of Defiance: The Traitor's Gambit
Subject: Dawn of Defiance: The Traitor's Gambit
STAR WARS: DAWN OF DEFIANCE
Episode 1 – The Traitor’s Gambit
It is a dark time in the galaxy. The evil Galactic Empire has spread from the Deep Core to the Outer Rim, and everywhere the Empire’s tyranny can be felt.
Fleeing from the oppression of the Emperor’s minions, agents of Senator Bail Organa have run to a remote space station above Brentaal. Known to be a vocal opponent of the Empire, Organa may be the last hope of freedom in the galaxy.
In the hopes of stopping these dissidents before they can reach the Senator, the Empire has alerted its forces on Sel Zonn Station, where the struggle for liberty rages on, and the first sparks of rebellion have begun to burn…
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Seemingly motionless among a sea of starships and satellites above the twinkling world of Brentaal, Sel Zonn Station grows larger in the viewport every second. A central pylon forms the bulk of the station’s mass, and three landing platforms leading to docking bays extend from the central section, equidistance from one another and jutting out into space. The dorsal side of the station features a disc-shaped secondary structure, on top of which blinking lights indicate the presence of a landing platform reserved for wealthy patrons.
“Wees approachin’ Sel Zonns, Captain,” Fissnis, Asperity’s second officer, stated.
“Well,” Captain Daroll Falon said grimly, “best give them a ‘hello’, hey?”
Flipping the toggle switch to open the comm channel, Falon spoke a bit more formally, “Sel Zonn, this Captain Daroll Falon of the Asperity. We’re carrying passengers and goods. Requesting to land.”
“Asperity, you are directed to Platform 2-Bay 15. Please have your passengers and cargo ready for inspection.”
Falon flipped the toggle switch off before cursing, “Damn it!”
“That not sound likes Saeban,” noted Fissnis.
“Damn it!” punctuated Falon.
“Saeban gets us to 3-11.”
“Damn it!”
“Saeban gets us passes by customs.”
“Damn it!”
“That not sound likes Saeban.”
Falon took a deep breath before toggling the switch on again. “Sel Zonn, I request a change to Platform 3 – Bay 11. It’s just so much closer to where our load needs to be delivered. What do you say?”
There was a pause before the voice came back over the speaker, “Alright, Asperity, permission granted. Platform 3 – Bay 11.”
“Thank you, Sel Zonn. What’s you’re name?”
“Villison.”
“Well, Villison, thanks for helping a man out,” Falon said cheerfully. “Tell you what: you swing by Gundark’s and I’ll leave a little thank you there for ya.”
Toggling the switch off, Daroll gave a sigh of relief.
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The main area of commerce on Sel Zonn Station is known as the Promenade. It is a place bustling with business and revelry. Spilling out of the gambling halls are the sounds of victory and the moans of defeat, while the music of local bands issues from the cantinas. Only a handful of citizens mill about in the main areas of the promenade, a few gazing out the massive windows at the planet Brentaal hovering below. Businesspeople hawk their wares to the passersby, and a few Imperial stormtroopers make their make down the main avenue of the Promenade on their usual patrol at a leisurely pace.
Captain Falon leads the companions along the main avenue, directly to Gundark’s. It is evident that Daroll will be glad to be rid of this cargo.
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The companions exit Gundark’s, having delivered the crates of “rye” without incident. “If ya ever be lookin’ fer work, Twi’lek,” Gundark calls after the Jedi, “I’m always lookin’ fer ‘exotic entertainment’ fer m’ stage. Thinkin’ ya’d fit the bill just right. Get yer pale friend up there too, and ya’d have a pretty sweet thing goin’ fer ya, considerin’ the current economy fer yer types.”
“Shut it, Gund,” shot Falon. “and stop trying to steal my crew.”
Gundark smiled a toothy grin, “Just lookin’ t’ be helpful.” Calling out to Ithiria one last time, “I guarantee I pay better!”
[OOC: I’m assuming you’re turning him down (at least, for now), feel free to respond.]
Falon simply shook his head, and dug around in his pockets. Finding what he was looking for, he pulled out three credchips, and handed them out to his rag-tag “crew”. “Six hundred credits, minus the three hundred for your ticket here, minus the twenty-five credits I paid for each of you in port fees, leaves you with seventy-five a piece.”
He looks at each of them for a moment before continuing, “Asperity’s leaving in forty-eight hours. You’re welcome to come aboard again, if you want. Sure we can work out another arrangement. Otherwise…” He pauses for a moment, looking for the right words for farewell. “Otherwise, we’ll see you… or maybe not… Stay off the scanners, if you know what I mean.”
[OOC: Feel free to add your good-byes/ see ya laters here]
Falon takes his leave with a graceful bow and, in a moment, rounds a corner and is out of sight. The companions are left to take in the sights, sounds, and smells of the Promenade.
Scanning the area, trying to figure out what to do with their newly acquired credits, Mars is the first to notice something suspicious on the Promenade. Two men, each wearing matching traveler’s clothes and carrying poorly concealed hold-out blaster pistols, seem as though they are keeping a watchful eye on nearly everyone at the same time. Their gaze seems to be overlooking the companions currently.
“See them?” asks Mars.
“You mean those two guys with the obviously matching attire and the poorly concealed pistols?” replies Ithiria. The Mandalorian merely nods his head. The Twi’lek gives her affirmative, “Yes, I see them.”
“They’re talking to someone,” Ara’ala casually notes. Mars and Ithiria take a second look. Sure enough, the men are talking into commsets pinned inside their collars. “Informants, likely.”
Suddenly, a woman with short black hair and the greasy uniform of a mechanic comes stumbling around the corner to the companions’ left. She is clutching her midsection, obviously injured, and while she struggles to make her way across the floor in your direction, she is clearly having difficulty walking.
She notices Mars, and approaches the man, desperation displayed on her face.
“Please, help me,” she calls out to Mandalorian. Then realizing the Twi’lek and Arkanian are with Mars, she continues to speak to all three. “There are credits in it for you, five hundred each. Just help me!”
The words are barely out of her mouth when four stormtroopers come around the corner from behind the woman. Seeing their quarry, they raise their blasters, taking aim at the woman. Shouting through his helmet speakers, the lead troopers states clearly, “Step away from that woman. She is under arrest in the name of the Emperor!”
Looking the companions with pleading eyes, the woman says softly, “Please! I can pay, I promise. Please trust me!”
[OOC: Tag! You’re in! Now what?]
Posted on 2009-05-21 at 17:19:07.
Edited on 2009-05-21 at 17:25:49 by Ayrn
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Topic: Star Wars: Dark Masques
Subject: I must protest...
“Wait.”
Benjamin said the word calmly and even-toned. Addressing the officer, the Jedi continued, “Embassador Cardass has already said that he and I working for the Republic. Our diplomatic mission to Malachor V was sabotaged by the Mandalorians who attacked the planet. When the refugees of Malachor V fled their planet, Embassador Cardass welcomed them onto our ship.
“But the Mandalorians were relentless and also boarded the Embassador’s ship. Your brothers-in-arms fought with strength, seeking to defend the innocents from savage men. But the Mandalorians were too many to repel. With their lives they made a way for us, and some of the refugees, to flee for safety.
The Jedi continued their story by pointing out the Ithorian, “Doctor Umwow, who was providing peaceable aid to the people of Malachor V, served the Republic admirably by offering his ship as transport for the Embassador, that we might slip past the Mandalorian starfighters.” Pointing to the Wookiee, “Wrrlwarr is the Doctor’s bodyguard.”
“The others are refugees from the planet,” Looking at the Twi’lek, “This one, Arruna, is a technologist from the planet, who also fought alongside your brothers defending the Republic from her enemies.”
“And the droid,” pointing a Kate, “is a one-of-a-kind original – a gift to the Embassador.”
“Now that you have heard our fuller story, I would suggest to you an alternative to your plan.” The Jedi paused for a moment. “I suggest that you detain us, disarm us if you like. But do not dishonor the Embassador and those they risked their lives in service of the Republic by placing us in a holding cell.”
“Instead, why not hold us together, check the Embassador’s credentials. Check the Doctor’s credential. Check out the registration of his ship. If you’re unsure or doubtful after that, then let’s talk some more. Until then, let’s not be hasty. Searching the ship and dismantling the droid are definitely unnecessary at this time,” Benjamin looks back at the officer and finishes with, “and may put your reputation at risk.”
[OOC: Persuasion check perhaps?]
Posted on 2009-05-19 at 07:41:51.
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Topic: Redemption: Q+A and Intro post
Subject: Back...
Will try to post tomorrow!
Posted on 2009-05-19 at 06:49:16.
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: Yep...
You're about 4 hrs ahead of me
Posted on 2009-05-19 at 06:35:43.
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: Back...
Game starts Wednesday! I'm excited too!
Just catching up afterbeing awayfor the weekend. I'll make the changes thatyou requested, Ginafae.
Til Wednesday!
Ayrn
Posted on 2009-05-19 at 05:06:29.
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Topic: A Local Legend - Q/A
Subject: No post from me.
I'm away for the long weekend and likely won't be able to post until Tuesday. I don't have much to add here though. Driscoll will be focused Tami down the well. (and maybe, Isi as well?)
Anyway, Brianna, nice catch on suggesting we check the well! Good work!
Ayrn
Posted on 2009-05-14 at 16:25:57.
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Topic: A Local Legend - An Audalis Short Adventure
Subject: Rescue.
“Hrmmm!” Driscoll looked over at Innkeeper after hearing the girl’s story. It was a look of permission. It was a look of It’s your son, do you want to go down first? Cole did not want to rob the man of an opportunity to show himself as “protector” of his own.
But the innkeeper made no move for the well, so Driscoll once again went into action. From his pack he withdrew his magic torch and the silken rope. To the ranger, he asked, “Aldagen, can y’ secure this for me?”
Looking at the innkeeper, he probed, “Any idea, how deep th’ well be?”
[OOC: If the man figures deeper than 50 ft, then Cole will ask for more rope and get it secured to the other ropes.]
To his companions, he says, “I say, y’ lower me down t’ th’ lad. I’ll check on th’ lad, an’ if I need a hand, I’ll call up. Someone got somethin’ t’ add?”
[OOC: By all means, completely give you own ideas or affirmations. Almerin, if a member disagrees with Driscoll’s plan, Driscoll will hear them out, possibly changing his action.]
Back to the innkeeper, “Farry, y’ say?” Getting a nod, Driscoll made ready to be lowered down the hole. Looking down in to the darkness below, he set his jaw to the task. “Right.”
[OOC: Driscoll’s looking for the others to lower him down the well, while he’ll look to brace himself against the sides of the well using his back and feet (if possible). He’ll have his everburning torch in hand as well.]
Posted on 2009-05-13 at 16:25:14.
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