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Dec 28, 2024 2:45 pm

Dec 28, 2024 2:45 pm

The Legion’s Foil

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The central console of your ship comes to life with a crackle! A second later, and the blue hologram of a gruff-looking Mon Calamari flitters in and out of view. Well-informed rebels will know that the hoarse voice now crackling over the comms belongs to one of the top brass.

https://i.imgur.com/A1bA3XU.jpeg

"Come in, Meridian Astra! Meridian Astra…" the voice and image distort as the message struggles to cross the vast expanse of the known galaxy.

"…igh Command. Bad news, I’m afraid. Fant…ic work on Agoliba-Ena, but don’t come home j…t yet!

We’ve just intercepted an Imperial distress sign..l! The Meridian Astra is the closest ship to the coordinates!"

The heavy jowls of the Mon Calamari are at odds with the tinny sound now coming through the busted comm system of the Meridian Astra.

"… imperative that you get there before the Empire! Capture Ado Thorsh and deliver her to Alliance Hi… Command! For the Rebellion!"

The blue hologram cuts suddenly, leaving the five rebels looking at each other across the central console. A moment later and an encrypted communication is sent through to the ship, detailing the location and the target of this little venture!

[ +- ] Ado Thorsh

OOC:

Welcome! Let’s have some introductions, some archive searching (if desired) and then punch that hyperdrive!

Dec 29, 2024 3:41 am

Dec 29, 2024 3:41 am

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AC-D3 is gives a low whistle as the screen diplays the Imperial scientist as he wobbles back and forth on his stubby legs.

"A top secret Imperial science facility, eh? That's going to be as easy as brushing a Sarlacc's teeth. We got any information on that system?"

He extends his manipulator arm to jack in and interface with the ship's computer, speaking directly to it in their native binary rather than using clumsy human buttons.

Last edited December 29, 2024 5:03 am

Knibbec Knasses

Dec 29, 2024 3:53 am

Dec 29, 2024 3:53 am

The Legion’s Foil

Nobody can tell (because no one has seen a jawa's face) but Knibbec Knasses looks a little scared! So, as usual, they speak their emotions.

"Lady looks scary." There, that should be clear enough. Wait...Dathor...Ado Thorsh... A thought is bubbling below the surface of their brain. Knib scratches their head through their robe. "Ah! Dathor! That's where my parents were working when they disappeared!" Knib smacks a fist into the palm of their other hand. "Finally I can get some answers. Their boss was Plob Diddlyobb, and I believe he was the one who caused their disappearance."

Dec 29, 2024 2:07 pm

Dec 29, 2024 2:07 pm

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C4PQ’s photoreceptors glowed faintly as he adjusted his posture, bringing his hands delicately to the console like a human would do. His polished red plating reflected the flickering blue lights of the central display as he peered at the encrypted communication, his servos humming faintly.

"Well, while our dear Gonk droid goes on manhandling the ship’s systems, I shall endeavor to try to gather the necessary intelligence on coworkers, research projects and associates of… what was the name? Ah, yes—Ado Thorsh." He delicately keyed a sequence into the console, his servomotors precise and deliberate, his voice taking on an air of professional detachment.

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Dec 29, 2024 2:45 pm

Dec 29, 2024 2:45 pm

The Legion’s Foil

The hooded figure sat in the rear quarters of the Meridian Astra, as was his custom between hyperspace jumps, meditating on the distant threads of the Ashla as he could sense them. For these were still dark times, the age of the Legion, which obscured much of his inner sight. When the transmission came from Alliance High Command, he looked up as if by instinct even though he did not physically hear it, and stood up to make his way to the cockpit of their Karellian hybrid-fighter. Tall for a Lacertian, and oddly clad in battleworn plastoid durasteel underneath his robes, he walked with none of the menace of his species, but with a quiet step and even more faraway nictitating eyes.

"Thorsh? A familiar name. The circle is now complete." Hss'kas announced cryptically to the other four. "One must take in order to give."

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Dec 29, 2024 4:29 pm

Dec 29, 2024 4:29 pm

The Legion’s Foil

Plok the Anuran watches the transmission with his eerie, unblinking eyes. He listens to their Mon Cal contact with his pointed ears, and turns to the others as they voice their varying opinions on the mission they have just been given. He knows AC-D3 and C4PQ are adept at using the Astra's systems; they will find out what reinforcements the Imperials are sending, and from where. They will plot the course and make ready the ship.

Knibbic and the Jedi seem to have a more personal involvement. The Anuran's rubbery lips move as he speaks, almost like they are not in time with his words. "Neb plup emm ah term dib. Blub da."*

Plok does not speak Galactic Basic Standard, but everyone can understand him regardless.

* What were your parents working on? And what circle, lizard space priest?

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Dec 30, 2024 11:25 am

Dec 30, 2024 11:25 am

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AC-D3 jacks into the main computer and searches through the ship’s galactic archive. Albeit limited, the archive furnished rebels (and more) with a basic, working knowledge of the galaxy.

AC-D3 chirps and trills as it communicates with the ship, scans the data, and then produces something the rest of the crew can read. A small clutch of planets are beamed blue right where the Mon Calamari had stood a moment earlier:

https://i.imgur.com/ZoJRcmZ.jpeg

The computer whines, as it zooms in on the coordinates of the distress signal. It zooms in again, rotates the map and zooms in some more. The computer lets out a frustrated trill as it restarts the process; spinning and zooming and searching until it’s quite sure…

No Moon Found
The point of origin of the distress beacon is not coming from one of the celestial bodies mentioned in the archives aboard the Meridian Astra.

Dec 30, 2024 11:37 am

Dec 30, 2024 11:37 am

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C4PQ taps away at their console, delicately searching up any information on the crew’s target - Ado Thorsh. Ado is a Chiss, like the much-feared Admiral Thrawn. While Thrawn had climbed the ladder of the Empire militarily, Ado Thorsh had put her efforts into the scientific pursuits of Emperor Palpatine.

Karrak
Much of the data was redacted; by the Empire or the Rebellion, C4PQ couldn’t tell. One word comes up again and again in the data that the protocol droid could scan: Karrak.

[ +- ] Karrak

Dec 30, 2024 2:35 pm

Dec 30, 2024 2:35 pm

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The jedi appeared competent with Rodian and Jawa (though not as much as C4PQ presumably), and replied Plok with ease.

"Hard to see where Thorsh was, but now clear. The Force gives, and karrak takes." Hss'kas intoned through his visions. "Where is the moon?"

Dec 30, 2024 7:07 pm

Dec 30, 2024 7:07 pm

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C4PQ shares his findings with the rest of the crew and begins preparing the ship for the hyperspace jump.

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Dec 31, 2024 1:34 am

Dec 31, 2024 1:34 am

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"Mim plub dop poot duka gookla? Deeb kuka, derb? Plar dar Dathor do blum,"* Plok says after he reads the wall of text that 4PQ brought up. He then moves to unholster his blaster and check it over, a cool habit he is trying to develop... and finds it not there. There last few missions have been difficult ones. His pistol had fallen from his holster when he'd made the jump to to the repulsorsled on Yfindan. Or he left it in the canteen on Baarpa Dem. One or the other.

* Do we have details on where the station was located? Was it orbiting one of the three planets, or the star? Also, I seem to be missing my blaster pistol. We might want to re-arm on the way to Dathor.

Dec 31, 2024 3:19 am

Dec 31, 2024 3:19 am

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"An inelegant weapon for a less civilised age." Hss'kas observed with reference to Plok's mention of obtaining blasters. The jedi appeared to carry no weapons himself, save for a simple utility knife by his belt.

"Seek what we must find at the space station. " Perhaps the pirates knew where to locate the moon, and they would expect weapons aplenty at such a hive of scum and villainy.

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Dec 31, 2024 4:37 am

Dec 31, 2024 4:37 am

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The central computer twits and boops as the crew plot out how to go about approaching the Imperial coordinates: the moon that didn’t exist on the star map. Alliance High Command’s coordinates show that the moon you intend to infiltrate is quite apart from any of the three planets in the system. The computer trills again as it warns you that you’ll be entering what should be empty space.

At the mention of pirates, the computer throws up known bounties of wanted pirates, suspected of operating in the Dathor System. Stills of five individuals, seemingly captured on surveillance devices, are thrown up on the hologram, as C4PQ starts to punch in the coordinates and the ship shudders in preparation.

https://i.imgur.com/FQ3OZNu.jpeg

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ID: Aurelian Sword Smugglers
Identities: Unknown
Bounty: 10,000 Credits Each

OOC:

Happy to jump into the great unknown? Sounds like maybe you’d like to chance your luck with some pirates before approaching the base?

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Dec 31, 2024 4:42 am

Dec 31, 2024 4:42 am

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OOC:

Ah, I see in the crawl it was on the moon. And that KCC snuck in a post. Cool with moving on.

Plok would frown and narrow his eyes at the would-be Jedi if he could, but he can't -- so he doesn't.

"Blokto," he says as the pirate profiles flash by, "plen dega tu git denna gootombios!"*

* Fine, then we should get thermal detonators!

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Dec 31, 2024 7:27 am

Dec 31, 2024 7:27 am

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"Look, ladies - there's probably a whole Imperial Legion on its way to Dathor right now. If we don't beat them to the punch, we're cooked. PQ, have you got those coordinates from the navicomputer yet?"

After double-checking the calculations himself, the box on legs saunters up to the rest of them.

"So Jedi, you sure got a big pair of cojones! Going into a top secret Imperial nest with just a utility knife? Now I can see why you all got wiped out by the Empire! But you're right, we're going to have to improvise some firepower on the go."

"You know, all those nice pirates in them pictures seem to have lots of guns. I wonder if they'd be interested in ransacking an Imperial secret base? All we need is that blue lady, they can have the rest. Plus, it gives us a layer of - what is it that the brass is always talking about? 'Plausible deniability.' Wasn't no rebels that hit their base, it was some ASS-hole pirates! Heh."

OOC:

Good to jump to hyperspace whenever you're ready!

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Dec 31, 2024 2:05 pm

Dec 31, 2024 2:05 pm

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Hss'kas was used to AC-D3's feistiness, and took no offense at his straight talk. "The Force is with us. It is all we need. Strike us down, and we shall return more powerful than you can imagine."

In fact, the Trandoshan saw the wisdom in recruiting more help. It wouldn't work coming from a Jedi, lest they felt mind-tricked into it. But the others could. Hss'kas did consider another option to help them locate the secret Imperial base.

"The Force surrounds us and penetrates us. It is created by all living things. If the secret facility is producing karrak, it also means they would be testing it. The base would be a place devoid of the Force, a null space." Hss'kas sat back down and closed his eyes and reached into the vastness of space towards the Dathor system.

OOC:

Would that be possible? To get a general sense of the right direction or bearing? Narrow down which planet it might be orbiting?

Last edited December 31, 2024 2:06 pm

Knibbec Knasses

Dec 31, 2024 2:12 pm

Dec 31, 2024 2:12 pm

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Knibbec looks at these others with talks of joining pirates and acquiring weapons. And whatever mumbo-jumbo the lizard man was constantly spewing. "Ikee Akriwi Tiwih Kuliwad. Da Juwi 'Huist'? Huat Akriwi Kuliwad. Uta Juwi Uiuokka Yuyu? Ikee'd hatiwi Yua Uiuokka Yua Juwi Ut. Huist misso'on Uta."

I think these pirates are the bad guys. Do you see this word 'bounty'? That means they are bad. Hey, none of you have bounties right? I'd hate to have to turn you in. After this mission of course.

Dec 31, 2024 2:43 pm

Dec 31, 2024 2:43 pm

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With the imperial facility strangely absent from its coordinates, Hss'kas looked to see if the absence manifested itself in other ways as well.

Rolls

KNW - (1d20)

(19) = 19

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Dec 31, 2024 4:54 pm

Dec 31, 2024 4:54 pm

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"Dobop-ta plam,"* Plok says after looking harder at the pirates, his old habits dying hard. He raises a rubbery eyebrow at the idea of being penetrated by the Force, but says nothing further as the lizard starts in on his star yoga.

* 50,000 credits...

OOC:

KCC, with his bounty hunting background has Plok had dealings with this gang, or does he know more about them? Names, favored locations, contacts?

Jan 1, 2025 9:44 am

Jan 1, 2025 9:44 am

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As C4PQ punches in the coordinates, the ship starts to shudder and locks in on its target at the far side of the jump. The hyperdrive of the Meridian Astra begins to come alive, and the ship shakes ever so slightly.

As the same moment, Hss’kas is tapping into the Force, in the hopes of gaining some insights into what was happening upon this strange Imperial moon. Casting a bemused eye over the whole spectacle is Plok, who thinks to pull out his own piece of hardware as he looks over the faces of the five bounties projected before him.

A few taps on the small device, and Plok has accessed data furnished to him by Ziro the Hutt and the criminal enterprise sprawling across Coruscant.

https://i.imgur.com/wMFf7N3.jpeg

As the ship begins to warble and set off, the bounty hunter scrolls through known contacts and wanted holo-posters. One of the pirates in particular matches some data on the Hutt device. The human, seemingly known as Redd, has crossed the Hutts and is a wanted man.

Jan 1, 2025 9:51 am

Jan 1, 2025 9:51 am

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The front window of the Meridian Astra swims with bright slivers of light, as C4PQ punches in the final confirmation and then the whole vessel shoots forward at speed!

Entire systems flash by in seconds, as the small vessel and its rebel crew slices through space, towards some unknown end! Moments pass, and then the ship is burped out into the Dathor System! Light ceases rushing by at breakneck speed, and the Meridian Astra slows before sitting still in Dathor space!

C4PQ’s delicate touch has seemingly saved the crew from being thrown into the midst of one of Dathor’s radioactive storms. Where, a moment ago, there had been the dazzling light of passing systems, the front window of the ship is full of swirling purples and greens and golds. Even from this distance, you can tell that it is rumbling, explosive and violent. Had your ship exited into such a maelstrom…

https://i.imgur.com/rVYGwOm.jpeg

Jan 1, 2025 10:01 am

Jan 1, 2025 10:01 am

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[ +- ] Hss’kas Vision

Jan 1, 2025 11:11 am

Jan 1, 2025 11:11 am

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Hss'kas knew the risks of using the Force at such times as these. Other sensitives could also sense such use, even from afar. But it was a risk he felt he had to take, given the urgency of the situation.

Rolls

Dragoon Test - (1d20)

(6) = 6

Jan 1, 2025 11:21 am

Jan 1, 2025 11:21 am

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"That's no moon..." The Trandoshan's eyes were still closed, but his mouth began a series of sibilant sounds that described to the others what he saw, "... That does not belong here..."

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Jan 1, 2025 11:22 am

Jan 1, 2025 11:22 am

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Before you, only a short ways away, lays the dark and desolate rock that Hss’kas warns doesn’t belong. You had reached the coordinates given to you by Alliance High Command. AC-D3 was right. The Imperials were on their way. Would you try your luck, and spend your time, with the pirates? Or would you creep closer to the moon, and so search for Ado Thorsh yourself?

OOC:

Wrote a lot! Stopping for posts!

Jan 1, 2025 6:48 pm

Jan 1, 2025 6:48 pm

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"Alrighty let's see what we're working with here!" AC-D3 exclaims as they come out of hyperspace. He begins to direct the ship's sensors at the moon thing that has the Jedi worried. "What about that null space you were talking about, space wizard? If we land on that rock, all you going to have access to your force?

He figured the answers to these questions would inform their decision on whether to involve the pirates.

OOC:

Not sure what our ship's sensors can do, but I'll check it on all spectrums - life signs, power sources, defensive capabilities, docked or landed ships, any "it's a trap!" like things 😁

AC-D3 takes the Jedi's measure while he awaits his answer. Despite the apostrophe in his name, AC-D3 had to grudgingly admit he had earned his respect. In fact, he felt a unique kinship with him. Like him, the Jedi channeled power. In fact, he might be the only organic that understood what that felt like. But, instead of coming from inside him, like AC-D3's fusion reactor, he claimed it was "all around him," usually with this dopey, serene look on his face. Well, sensors told otherwise, but he had seen his Jedi power first hand, not to mention that deadly, violet lightsaber he had hidden away. This guy was their big gun, and everyone knew it.

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Jan 2, 2025 8:02 am

Jan 2, 2025 8:02 am

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"Difficult to see, the future is always in motion." Hss'kas continued to face towards the moon, even though he sat inside their ship with no line of sight to it, his eyes far away. "But I do not sense this nullifying karrak, I should be good to proceed there. Let us make haste." Without clearly anticipating when the Imperials will arrive, time was still on their side, until it wasn't.

Knibbec Knasses

Jan 2, 2025 11:36 am

Jan 2, 2025 11:36 am

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Knibbec puts his head in his hands. What are these people even talking about?! "Nshtabaa ubuntuu?"
At least space is pretty?

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Jan 2, 2025 10:08 pm

Jan 2, 2025 10:08 pm

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Plok, for his part, wasn't over the apostrophe yet. He also wasn't fond of double negatives, and That's no moon that does not belong here strayed fully into level two brow knit territory for the Rodian. Of course, it was hard to tell when his bumpy green brow was knitting, but he knew and that's what mattered.

On the journey Plok had told everyone about the Hutt angle with the pirate, and the preposterously on-the-nose name of the red-headed human in the gang. Now seated at the ship's weapon station, the little alien asks, "Dar abh ti gloda bu tooda mef te zamtam tidi?"*

* So are we going to search for the pirates first?

Jan 2, 2025 10:58 pm

Jan 2, 2025 10:58 pm

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"Oh dear. Plok, I do believe the sensors will provide us with more pertinent information before we make a decision on which path to take. AC-D3 is already diligently working on it. Now, do you suppose those dreadful pirates are aware of the base? Perhaps we could... oh my... sell them information and use them as a distraction as we catch Ado Thorsh! Although, I must say, I’m ever so prepared for diplomatic measures... However, I cannot shake the fear that they might double-cross us and hand us over to the Empire! Such treachery is always a possibility!"

Jan 3, 2025 1:48 am

Jan 3, 2025 1:48 am

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AC-D3 appreciates PQ's call for patience. These sensor readings were taking a long time

"Look, this is not the fastest hunk of junk in the galaxy."

"The pirates seem like a good option if their defenses are a match for Hss'kss' utility knife."

"But, maybe Ado Thorsh is just sitting there all alone, writing her diary 'Woe be told, I have committed so many crimes against the galaxy, if only some brave team of rebels would swoop in her and make me pay for my crimes, I would be ever so grateful.' No need to get the pirates involves and make things complicated! Let's give it another minute, at least."

He clanged his manipulator arm against the sensor console to hurry it up (hey, it works sometimes).

"It's like this computer is in another time zone or something!"

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Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Jan 3, 2025 6:56 am

Jan 3, 2025 6:56 am

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Plok looks from PQ to AC-DC and back again as they converse.

Wishing he could blink, he adds to the protocol droid, "Shob derp ple glap pidi te udo gabiobio ah tikasonto? Et puuto wormamor dipi?"*

* When was the last time he was wiped and reprogrammed? Is his warranty up?

Jan 3, 2025 10:36 am

Jan 3, 2025 10:36 am

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OOC:

AC-D3 says:

"It's like this computer is in another time zone or something!"

LOL!

C4PQ turned sharply to face Plok, his photoreceptors glowing a touch brighter than usual, a clear sign of his offense. "Wiped? Reprogrammed? Oh, how utterly barbaric! I assure you, such treatment is the height of indignity for any droid, and we are quite beyond such crude measures. Shall we discuss when you last had the pleasure of an Imperial IT-O interrogation droid administering one of their... shall we say, persuasive interrogations? Hmm? Perhaps then you'd understand the value of retaining one’s autonomy!"

OOC:

Looking forward for AC-D3 and Plok's reactions =)

Jan 3, 2025 11:48 am

Jan 3, 2025 11:48 am

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The Meridian Astra's central console lets out a put-upon trill, as it works hard to bring all the data to the crew's attention in as quick a time as it's dinged up, old hardware would allow!

CP-4Q and AC-D3 turn the attention of the ship's scanners and ocular instruments to the dark-blue moon below. The first thing to throw up a warning on the holo-map are the large chunks of blasted moon rock that are orbiting your destination even now. Pieces great and small are floating around and away from the moon in all directions, troubled little by the moon's weak atmosphere.

A little fiddling with some dials, and the scanner is investigating a large, still-smoldering crater on the surface of the Imperial moon. Zooming out and scanning more of the surface, the ship's scanners begin to come across dreaded Imperial architecture. Imperial shield towers, and many of them, pepper the moon. Scanning one, two, three... a dozen of them, and you're sure that they are all destroyed.

https://i.imgur.com/VviDPvI.jpeg

Jan 3, 2025 11:55 am

Jan 3, 2025 11:55 am

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More scanning and searching the surface of the moon, and your thoughts turn to the base itself. The computer picks up some signatures a ways away from the blasted crater, and investigates.

https://i.imgur.com/lzgqKmN.jpeg

As if the Emperor himself was sticking his tongue out at the rebellion, you see it! More twisted metal and floating debris surround the entrance to the Imperial facility. The Meridian Astra strains its scanning equipment to see that the static shield, the entrance to the base and what keeps its atmosphere livable, flickers on and off every few seconds. The communication paraphernalia and life support systems peppered about the base itself look in equally bad shape.

The whole base looks to have been through a rough go of it. And there, in the hanger, the Meridian Astra pings another ship. A busted up old patrol vessel out of Naboo.

Ship ID: Outlaw Toledo

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Had the pirates already beaten you to the prize?

Jan 3, 2025 10:42 pm

Jan 3, 2025 10:42 pm

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"Wiped?"

AC-D3 turns away from the scopes and squares of with Plok as PQ starts berating him.

"You wanna wipe me, laser-brain? You come on over and give it your best shot! The only thing around here getting wiped is this floor - with your kriffing ass!"

The results of the sweeps start coming over the screen but AC-D3 isn't paying attention. He snaps his utility knife out of its holder and wields it, menacingly, dancing from foot to foot as if ready for a boxing match.

Jan 4, 2025 8:56 am

Jan 4, 2025 8:56 am

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"Scum and villainy..." Hss'kas muttered in the faraway voice that was now familar to the others, still semi-lost in his trance to see what else he could perceive of this unnatural situation. It was hard to tell whether he was referring to the clouded vision of what appeared to be a derelict imperial base, or a reference to the possible raiders in the pirate ship, or simply the unwashed altercation developing between AC-D3 and Plok, with wide-eyed Knibbec looking on underneath his hood.

Instinctively, with eyes still closed, Hss'kas hand extended its digits and made a waving motion, as if to disarm the puny knife that AC-D3 brandished "... keep the balance..." so that both parties were equally unequipped.

OOC:

just RPing don't mind me

Last edited January 5, 2025 3:53 am

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Jan 5, 2025 4:00 am

Jan 5, 2025 4:00 am

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Plok is staring blankly at PQ (well, more like at two slightly divergent places on either side of PQ) when AC-D3 gets huffy and squares up, only taking about fourteen small, whirring, mincing steps to accomplish that.

"Teep dadka 'pooda' ee ut vionza pam," Plok is saying when the blade comes out. He'd fought killer Gonk droids before, the bounty hunter had, and he knew all he really needed to do was tip the thing over, or climb up on top. He opts for the former strategy as the Jedizard tries in his inert space wizard way to intervene...

I meant 'wiped' in a friendly way

OOC:

It's on! Plok intends to shove the deadly assassin droid in sheep's clothing onto its back! Tell us what we're doing, KCC!

Knibbec Knasses

Jan 5, 2025 7:51 am

Jan 5, 2025 7:51 am

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Knibbec flails around in distress. "Utmmalaa pootiimama boogiisee! Koobeetoo matoo geedee."
Nobody's wiping anyone! Calm down, you shitpoofs!"

Jan 5, 2025 12:37 pm

Jan 5, 2025 12:37 pm

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"Oh my!"

Jan 5, 2025 1:17 pm

Jan 5, 2025 1:17 pm

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Even now, as the Rebellion tightens the net around Ado Thorsh, the boot of the Empire was on the neck of billions of lifeforms across a million worlds. Sparks of resistance were blazing to life while others were being snuffed out…

Jan 5, 2025 8:40 pm

Jan 5, 2025 8:40 pm

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OOC:

Harrigan says:

Plok intends to shove the deadly assassin droid in sheep's clothing onto its back!

Should Harrigan roll? Should Len write the results?

Jan 5, 2025 8:59 pm

Jan 5, 2025 8:59 pm

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OOC:

Either outcome in the fight sounds fun to both Harrigan and me, so I'll toss a d6:

1-3 Plok flips AC-D3
4-6 AC-D3 pins Plok

Then we get separated. If this is stepping too far, I can always delete my post.

Plok wins!

Last edited January 5, 2025 9:01 pm

Rolls

Fight! Fight! Fight! - (1d6)

(2) = 2

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Jan 5, 2025 9:47 pm

Jan 5, 2025 9:47 pm

The Legion’s Foil

Plok goes low, under the reach of AC-DC's comically short swipe, then he comes up strong from the deck, lifting the droid part-way off the ground before dumping it onto its side! Legs whirr as the bounty hunter lords over the power droid.

"Ti dappa meen cloto mef damda! Te zamtam abh gup peeno te duka!" the Rodian shouts. "Em kapa emm nippdoop ee emm -- emm khit!"

* We don't have time for this! The pirates are already at the base! You keep your knife in your -- your compartment!

OOC:

I might be surrendering on the captions. I'm keeping a log of the words I create and I'm reusing them. I don't know that I have time to create a language on the back of this game.

Jan 5, 2025 10:59 pm

Jan 5, 2025 10:59 pm

The Legion’s Foil

"The pirates are what?!" AC-D3 exclaims from his upside-down vantage point. He had the Rodian just where he wanted him (or so he told himself) but he decided to call it off, on account of the mission.

"PQ, get me back up! Stop fooling around, Plok. We got a job to do!"

Once PQ helps get him back on his feet (a not-inconsiderable feat), he waddles to the scopes to see what the heck is going on with the Imperial base.

Jan 6, 2025 8:14 am

Jan 6, 2025 8:14 am

The Legion’s Foil

Hss'kas ignored the entirety of the altercation, sitting in his meditative pose and simply awaiting for their pilot to land their ship. "Dock," he murmured to no one in particular, as if willing the ship to more swiftly get to their destination.

Jan 6, 2025 9:43 am

Jan 6, 2025 9:43 am

The Legion’s Foil

C4PQ’s photoreceptors flickered with a mixture of frustration and disbelief as he turned to witness the chaos unfolding.

"Good heavens! Wiping? And now… brawling? I cannot imagine a more undignified spectacle."

He hurried to AC-D3’s side, his servos whirring as he bent down with a barely audible sigh of exasperation. "Really, AC-D3, must you always resort to theatrics? I understand your, er, vigorous stance on the sanctity of our circuits, but such behavior is hardly conducive to a productive working relationship with organic counterparts. Might I remind you that diplomacy is one of my primary functions, and this situation is decidedly undiplomatic!"

C4PQ braced himself and began the laborious process of righting AC-D3. "Plok, you might want to consider phrasing your inquiries with more... care. Suggesting a droid be wiped is akin to suggesting you have your memories erased and replaced. Can you even imagine the trauma? Oh, do hold still, AC-D3; you’re heavier than you look."

"Now, then," C4PQ said, brushing nonexistent dust from his chassis with a dignified air, "I suggest we focus on the matter at hand—the pirates. Oh dear, it seems the pirates have already reached the base. I suggest we land near the Outlaw Toledo and investigate the area. This could be dangerous. Who is piloting?"

Jan 6, 2025 12:44 pm

Jan 6, 2025 12:44 pm

The Legion’s Foil

All eyes fall on the delicate C4PQ when talk turns to who would pilot the Meridian Astra down to the hanger bay. With hands more suited to punching in a flight path than righting an overturned Gonk Droid, C4PQ is pressed into service and sets the ship off in the direction of the flickering hanger.

In the time it takes C4PQ to weave between the bits of moon rock floating in low orbit, the rest of the crew watch as the hanger bay shield flickers on and off at least half a dozen times. The atmosphere, in the hanger at least, would prove to be difficult to deal with.

The ship is brought in smooth, and C4PQ sets it down just beside the Outlaw Toledo. The ship is sleek and gold if not a little beat up. A sword is emblazoned across the side of the ship - the mark of the Sword Smugglers?

The hanger itself is huge. As the Astra extends its landing pads, you get a good look at the place. Besides the flickering static shield sucking the atmosphere out of the place at regular intervals, the hanger is a ruined mess of supply crates and worker droids.

Crushed bodies of droids misfortunate enough to have been put to work by the Empire lay all about the form of a tipped over Imperial T-4a. Ado Thorsh’s distress beacon made more sense, given that it would take a group effort to get the thing righted again.

https://i.imgur.com/Kls0Fev.jpeg

Imperials Not Included…

OOC:

If you go out of the ship, it’ll be a DR10 Strength check to avoid worrying about air!

Rolls

Encounter - (1d6)

Jan 6, 2025 1:01 pm

Jan 6, 2025 1:01 pm

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

Quote:

If you go out of the ship, it’ll be a DR10 Strength check to avoid worrying about air!

Air? Why would we worry about air? =DDD

C4PQ leaves the ship, closely following AC-D3

OOC:

Edit: I saw the OOC message now. Yeah. Sorry, organics

Last edited January 6, 2025 1:05 pm

Knibbec Knasses

Jan 6, 2025 1:44 pm

Jan 6, 2025 1:44 pm

The Legion’s Foil

Knibbec can't help but laugh at the shenanigans between rodian and droid. He points a clawed hand and tee-hees. "I'm not old enough for my piloting license yet," Knib says matter-of-factly. "But we gotta do it quick. 'Crashing spaceships is no way to go through life', as my dad always said." Finally the tall droid is resigned to be a pilot and brings them into the hangar.

"Well I'll be a bantha's uncle, this place is screeeeewwwwed. Do you think it's safe? Looks like an adventure at least! Let's go!"

Last edited January 6, 2025 1:48 pm

Rolls

Who needs air? - (1d20+2)

(12) + 2 = 14

Jan 6, 2025 3:33 pm

Jan 6, 2025 3:33 pm

The Legion’s Foil

Hss'kas unfolded himself once their ship finally docked. What lay before his eyes in the hangar further confirmed that things were awry. Did the imperial shuttle land badly, or more likely, was it unable to take off despite the efforts of the worker droids? So far they had only witnessed destruction.

"Let us get to the bottom of this mystery." The Trandoshan headed towards the shuttle first.

Last edited January 6, 2025 3:34 pm

Rolls

Jedi breathing - (1d20+2)

(17) + 2 = 19

Jan 6, 2025 4:26 pm

Jan 6, 2025 4:26 pm

The Legion’s Foil

One might expect AC-D3 to sulk a bit after losing a round with the Rodian in such a humiliating manner, but he's got a thick skin - literally. PQ gives him a mouthful, but that's just what a Protocol Droid does. He admits it's not the time and place to settle that acore - but that Rodian is on his shit list!

AC-D3 strides out into the cargo bay, enjoying the breeze of the air seeping out into space and goes to explore what's going on with those droids. "Hey, any of you operational?" he calls to the worker droid corpses, giving on a nudge with his toe for good measure.

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Jan 7, 2025 7:35 am

Jan 7, 2025 7:35 am

The Legion’s Foil

Plok makes rude gestures behind the backs of both AC-D3 and C4PQ, wondering briefly about the need for the Rebellion to include rude and overly-sensitive droids in its ranks. The ship will need spare parts at some point, so there's... that.

As they come in for a landing, he busies himself with getting ready for the excursion by retrieving his stun-prod, his ray shield belt, and his pack. The one he's going to use on AC-DC if the droid gets mouthy and knifey again...

Plok leaves the ship last, closing the ramp and locking up as they move to investigate the thin-atmosphered bay, and the station beyond. The Lambda had seen better days, certainly...

OOC:

Awwwwwwwwwyeeeeeaaah.

Last edited January 7, 2025 7:37 am

Rolls

Strength (-2 vs. DC 10) -- this should go well - (1d20-2)

(20) - 2 = 18

Jan 8, 2025 12:58 am

Jan 8, 2025 12:58 am

The Legion’s Foil

Alliance High Command had clearly chosen their squad very carefully! The Rebels that made up the crew of the Meridian Astra were made of sterner stuff than the Imperials who had operated this moon base. Each of you is more than comfortable operating in a low-atmosphere environment and you adjust your breathing to account for the failing static shield.

Hss’kas and the two droids march over to the tipped over Imperial bird, and the scattered remains of the Imperial droids that had been working the hanger bay when whatever happened happened.

AC-D3 cuts through the silence of the huge room with his question. The only response the droid hears is the frazzled, electronic guttering of a quickly fading droid. Many tiny footsteps bring the gonk droid to the ruined body of a KX-Enforcement Droid, which continues to try and speak through its ruined vocal projector. Sparks shoot from the thing as it over exerts itself, and AC-D3 sees the power finally fade from the things eyes. The Meridian Astra had arrived just in time to witness the Imperial security droid’s final moment.

OOC:

More incoming…

Jan 8, 2025 4:02 am

Jan 8, 2025 4:02 am

The Legion’s Foil

Hss’kas examines the keeled over Lambda. The paint had been scratched up in the fall, and the tip of the ship’s nose had been caved in on one side, but it looked like it could still fly! If he could get to the control panel, he could use some of the hanger’s machinery to get the Imperial space craft upright again! It would take the Jedi some time…

Speaking of control panels, C4-PQ investigates the north sector of the room, and the door that would surely lead further into the Imperial base. While the door seemed functional, there was a second console nearby that was sparking dangerously. On the monitor, the protocol droid can see the words:

Atmosphere: Critical
Did the deft-fingered droid want to spend time trying to repair the console and get the static shield back up and running? Or did C4-PQ want to make that the Empire’s problem… when they finally arrived?

OOC:

Hss’kas can try getting the ship upright. It will take a few minutes! Time marches forward to some inevitable end!

DR12 Knowledge Check, if C4-PQ wants to try tinker with the static shield!

Jan 8, 2025 6:05 am

Jan 8, 2025 6:05 am

The Legion’s Foil

Knibbec and Plok close up the Meridian Astra and take in the chaos of the scene around them. They watch from the base of the closing ramp as the others spread out and conduct their various investigations.

Something itches Plok’s brain as he stands there in that hanger bay. A sense honed by years of bounty hunting and pure instinct has him listening for something beneath or beyond the hum of the failing static shield. The sound of scrambling nails on rock.

Knibbec sees it then, just as the static shield blinks out of existence once more. Nails on rock become nails on strained imperial metal as Plok and Knibbec watch a large beast clamber from the moon rock and into the hanger bay just before the static shield fires back to life.

http://i.imgur.com/5BM4SSV.jpeg

It sizes up the tiny Knibbec with its four black eyes. In Plok’s estimation, the Jawa looks to be about the perfect sized meal for a Nexu such as this one. It makes a high pitched and angry growl, before slinking forward towards the snack sized rebel!

Rolls

Defensive 1-3, Aggressive 4-6 - (1d6)

(5) = 5

Odd - Naxu, Even - Rebels - (1d6)

(3) = 3

Knibbec Knasses

Jan 8, 2025 7:24 am

Jan 8, 2025 7:24 am

The Legion’s Foil

"Ooohh big kitty! Do you think it's friendly Plok? We could probably keep it for a pet if we know what it eats...There must be something around here that's usable!" Knib quickly scrounges around in the detritus of broken droids and spaceship parts.

OOC:

Using my Knack to scrunge a trinket that will be useful in this circumstance. I'm feeling Knibbec has some Tobe Determined DNA and self-preservation is not very high! And that's a big miss!

Last edited January 8, 2025 7:25 am

Rolls

AGI - (1d20)

(2) = 2

Jan 8, 2025 7:40 am

Jan 8, 2025 7:40 am

The Legion’s Foil

Knibbec makes a rookie mistake, as he stoops down to root among the ruined droids for something that might serve as food for the Nexu.

Stooping as the young Jawa does activates the thing’s prey drive, and it sets off across the hanger at pace before pouncing for the small pile of brown cloth and the floating eyes within.

https://i.imgur.com/Rhgg20i.jpeg

OOC:

Knibbec, DR12 Agility Test to avoid its swipe! Don’t forget your Destiny Points!

Rolls

Claws vs. Knibbec - (1d6)

(5) = 5

Knibbec Knasses

Jan 8, 2025 7:57 am

Jan 8, 2025 7:57 am

The Legion’s Foil

"Ah! Utinni!" Knib cries as he attempts to dodge out of the way!

Rolls

AGI - (1d20+0)

(4) = 4

Jan 8, 2025 8:37 am

Jan 8, 2025 8:37 am

The Legion’s Foil

C4PQ leaves the static shield blinking in and out, as it is, so the Empire will have its own problems when they arrive.

"Oh my!" - he quickly grabs his modified stun baton and moves to help Knibbec.

Rolls

STR - (1d20+0)

(8) = 8

Jan 8, 2025 8:50 am

Jan 8, 2025 8:50 am

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

I should have said that everyone is up, once we’ve seen what happens to Knibbec, yes! You can beat on this thing!

Don’t forget Destiny!

https://i.imgur.com/Fjaa1f0.jpeg

Knibbec Knasses

Jan 8, 2025 11:52 am

Jan 8, 2025 11:52 am

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

Why not use my Destiny? Let's hope I roll higher than a 2 or I'm dead anyway lol. Ok I'm alive but down to 1 hp!

Last edited January 8, 2025 11:53 am

Rolls

Destiny - (1d6)

(3) = 3

Jan 8, 2025 11:55 am

Jan 8, 2025 11:55 am

The Legion’s Foil

At the sound of commotion Hss'kas immediately circled back to where the others were, to find a nexu had charged in and bowled Knibbec over completely! The Trandoshan leapt forward, but only pulled out his knife in defense, for he was loathe to end any sort of life form if he could help it, even if they were aggressively predatorial and looking for their next snack.

"AC, get that shield up. PQ and Plok, let's drive this nexu back and out of there. When we reach Knibbec, drag him to safety." The orders came naturally to the jedi, experienced as he was in the time of the clone wars. Hss'kas moved forward with a feint to try to direct the beast away. A quick slash across its snout ought to do the trick.

Last edited January 8, 2025 1:00 pm

Rolls

Melee - (1d20+2)

(8) + 2 = 10

Damage - (1d4)

(2) = 2

Jan 8, 2025 1:01 pm

Jan 8, 2025 1:01 pm

The Legion’s Foil

The thing misjudges just how small of a meal Knibbec would make. Rather than getting raked by wicked sharp claws, the small Jawa is hit with the full force of a pouncing moon cat! It slams into the Jawa and sends him to the floor.

Then it’s beset on all sides by poorly armed Rebels! Stun batons and utility knives assail the thing, where blasters and sabers would be of more use!

OOC:

It’s a D10 to hit this thing!

Plok, Knibbec and AC-D3 can act!

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Jan 8, 2025 4:31 pm

Jan 8, 2025 4:31 pm

The Legion’s Foil

Plok lets loose with a lot of words* as the beast appears and then mauls his little(r) companion. Frantically pulling out his stun-rod, he nods at the Jedi as he barks out lizardly orders, then darts in with the prod to drive and drive the monster back, to hopefully keep it from straight-up eating Knibby!

* I told you! I told you! We should have stopped to re-arm properly! Now we’re reduced to fighting this beast with fists and clubs! I told you!

OOC:

Attacking with the stun-prod! Also, before it attacked, I was about to check on the other / pirate ship. It’s just sitting there quietly, or Idid I space where it is located?

Rolls

Modified Shock Baton (vs. DR 10) - (1d20-2)

(14) - 2 = 12

Whew! Damage! - (1d6)

(2) = 2

Jan 8, 2025 7:28 pm

Jan 8, 2025 7:28 pm

The Legion’s Foil

AC-D3 ignores the Jedi's commands to work on getting the static field up. If PQ was charging into battle, so was he! It wouldn't take long to stomp this beast to the curb, they could fix the shield afterward.

His utility knife slides open with a satisfying *snkt* as he charges into battle. He wonders briefly about the need for the Rebellion to include such flimsy organics in its rank, a team of droids wouldn't even have to worry about being food or breathing air!

Rolls

Drop Kick! (vs. DR 10) - (1d20)

(10) = 10

damage - (1d4)

(2) = 2

Jan 9, 2025 3:04 am

Jan 9, 2025 3:04 am

The Legion’s Foil

Hss'kas should've known better than to try to give their feisty gonk a direct order. Still, he trusted their bunch to know what to do when threats arose.

The nexu seemed determined to stay its course despite their attempts to drive it off. It was deadly, and could finish them off easily, as evidenced by poor Knibbec. It was time to defend.

The familiar kpissh, followed by the purple glow that gave the bay a different illumination, was followed by the hum of its blade scything through the space between Hss'kas and the beast.

"A gash in space." Hss'kas murmured as he found their weapons less effective than usual, still musing about the disturbance of this misplaced moon.

OOC:

Preemptively moving on to the next combat round. (And oops I meant to type Dragoon Test. The clock is now 7.)

Last edited January 9, 2025 3:44 am

Rolls

Attack and damage - (1d20+2, 2d6)

1d20+2 : (18) + 2 = 20

2d6 : (21) = 3

Burner Identity - (1d20)

(13) = 13

Jan 9, 2025 1:02 pm

Jan 9, 2025 1:02 pm

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

Just waiting for our Youngling to act! Maybe he can down the beast before it attacks and lightsabers need to be drawn! Maybe…

Knibbec Knasses

Jan 9, 2025 1:24 pm

Jan 9, 2025 1:24 pm

The Legion’s Foil

"Ouuchieeeooowooo!" the youngling wails as the giant cat-like creature bats him down like a weak mouse. Thankfully his friends (well...acquaintances?) came to his aid and bought him a moment to fumble his old service blaster from its holster and fire off a shot!

OOC:

Less than 2 dmg! Lol

Last edited January 9, 2025 1:25 pm

Rolls

Shoot! - (1d20+0)

(13) = 13

Blam! - (1d6)

(1) = 1

Jan 10, 2025 1:22 pm

Jan 10, 2025 1:22 pm

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

Forgot to mention: Yes, the other pirate ship is powered down and locked up similar to your own. The crew obviously didn’t see the value in righting the imperial ship!

Rolls

Morale Test - (2d6)

(43) = 7

Jan 10, 2025 1:29 pm

Jan 10, 2025 1:29 pm

The Legion’s Foil

The thing is beset on all sides by the brute force of the fledgling Rebellion. No credits could be spared to outfit the squad with blasters nor armor, and so the crew fall upon the lithe moon cat with fists and knives and stun prods. It was as if the beast had stumbled into the small village of some far flung dew farmers with little means to defend themselves, and not a crew on the way to take Ado Thorsh into custody.

Snarls and squeals ring out, as the rebels thrash the thing, but they beat a hasty retreat as the Naxu lashes out in a frenzy of claws to defend itself!

Rolls

1. H’K 2. P 3. C 4. AC 5. Kn - (1d5)

(4) = 4

Jan 10, 2025 1:32 pm

Jan 10, 2025 1:32 pm

The Legion’s Foil

The beast sets loose a whirlwind of spines, teeth and claws to drive back its attackers. It had anticipated the Jawa being a quick snack; grabbed and dragged to its moon-cubby hole before the others could mount a defense.

Instead, it had been swamped by metal and a multi-pronged attack. The slowest rebel of the lot was AC-D3! The small, stumpy legs of the gonk droid couldn’t move fast enough to escape the reach of the claws!

OOC:

AC-D3, roll DR12 Agility to avoid an attack! Remember your Destiny Points.

Hss’kas has done enough to kill the beast just as soon as we know what happens to AC-D3!

Rolls

Damage - (1d6)

(6) = 6

Jan 10, 2025 8:52 pm

Jan 10, 2025 8:52 pm

The Legion’s Foil

It takes a bit for AC-D3 to right himself after his sick dropkick attack, and he struggles to get out of the way!

OOC:

Fail! I'll spend a destiny point to reduce damage... by 1 :D

Last edited January 10, 2025 8:53 pm

Rolls

DR12 AGI - (1d20+0)

(6) = 6

Destiny - (1d6)

(1) = 1

Jan 11, 2025 2:09 am

Jan 11, 2025 2:09 am

The Legion’s Foil

The beast's significant bulk and momentum had bowled over the two of their more diminutive members, knocking the wind out of both the jawa and the power droid. But now the jedi stood in its way. Hss'kas had sworn not to pull out his weapon unless under the most dire of circumstances, but he could not hesitate in the face of great risk. A wide arcing swing followed his speedy leap forward, severing past the spikes and teeth to slice the nexu across the face. He had no wish to cause the creature any more pain than was humane, and ended it as quickly as he could.

The purple glow retracted, and disappeared back into the folds of his robe.

Jan 11, 2025 2:30 am

Jan 11, 2025 2:30 am

The Legion’s Foil

"Thanks, Hss'kss," AC-D3 says, dragging himself out from under the claw of the beast. "Maybe next time I should listen to you when you tell me to stay out of danger."

Knibbec Knasses

Jan 11, 2025 11:05 am

Jan 11, 2025 11:05 am

The Legion’s Foil

"Aaahhh what was that thing even doing here?! This is an Imperial outpost, not a zoo! Ow ow I think it got me good! Can someone look at my back and tell me if it got me?" Knib turns around and shows everyone the back of his leather jacket, which is now covered in bleeding slashes.

Jan 11, 2025 1:40 pm

Jan 11, 2025 1:40 pm

The Legion’s Foil

"Better to get the shield up. We are attracting unwanted attention from the fauna." The beast had come from outside, looking for its next meal. The pirate ship though was oddly silent throughout the fight, which must mean that there was no one on board as well. Now they had two ships to investigate, and the first priority was to quickly give the Lambda shuttle a once over to see why it was damaged so.

Last edited January 11, 2025 11:43 pm

Jan 11, 2025 3:21 pm

Jan 11, 2025 3:21 pm

The Legion’s Foil

AC-D3 saunters over to the shield console and tries stabilize the shield. Although his frame is a little bent, the scrapes and scratches from the beast's mauling blend in on his worn surfaces. He's fine to keep going.

Jan 11, 2025 5:44 pm

Jan 11, 2025 5:44 pm

The Legion’s Foil

C4PQ stumbled back, his photoreceptors flickering wildly as the Nexu finally slumped to the ground. The sight of the fallen beast made his servos jitter in alarm, and he clutched his stun baton like it was a precious heirloom rather than a weapon.

"Oh dear, oh my circuits!" he exclaimed, his voice climbing into a frantic, high-pitched whirr. "That—that was a Nexu! A Nexu! Do you all realize the statistical improbability of surviving an encounter with one of these savage creatures without proper weaponry? And you, AC! Charging into battle like some deranged Mandalorian? You’re a power droid, not a gladiator! What if you’d been permanently disabled? Or—" He paused, his photoreceptors narrowing. "—worse, what if you’d been eaten! Do you know how difficult and messy it would be to retrieve your memory core from the digestive tract of a Nexu?"

Finally, C4PQ straightened up, his voice softening as he took in the battered and exhausted group. "Still… I suppose we’ve all survived this dreadful ordeal, and for that, I am relieved. Let’s—oh dear, look at my plating! It’s scuffed! My beautiful plating!"

He began fussing with a polishing cloth he produced from a hidden compartment in his arm. "Well, I certainly hope the Alliance appreciates what we endure for their cause. If I had known joining the Rebellion involved this many… predatory encounters, I might have reconsidered. I will… perhaps... ensure that the static shield is operational before something worse comes through. Can I help, AC?"

Last edited January 11, 2025 5:44 pm

Jan 11, 2025 10:07 pm

Jan 11, 2025 10:07 pm

The Legion’s Foil

"Hey, you charged it with a stun baton, so don't lecture me, PQ. Why don't you see if you can scrounge us up some blasters from those broken Imperial droids. I saw a KX-Enforcer Droid kick the bucket over there."

OOC:

I noticed you posted a DR12 Knowledge check for messing with the shields before, so I'll roll that. Please ignore if I'm off base!

Last edited January 11, 2025 10:07 pm

Rolls

DR12 Knowledge Check to tinker with shields - (1d20+0)

(15) = 15

Jan 11, 2025 11:48 pm

Jan 11, 2025 11:48 pm

The Legion’s Foil

"We would do well to arm ourselves with what we can find. A particular general spoke of hokey religions and ancient weapons being no match for a good blaster." Hss'kas mused. The droids looked banged up, but serviceable. So Hss'kas looked to see if Knibbec was worse for wear.

Jan 12, 2025 1:39 am

Jan 12, 2025 1:39 am

The Legion’s Foil

"Well, really, AC," he began, laden with concern. "I didn’t charge the Nexu because I thought it was the most logical course of action. I did it because someone had to act! That someone, I’ll have you know, just so happened to be the droid with the nerve to do so. And while we’re on the subject, my stun baton may lack the dramatic flair of your retractable arm-knife or Hss'kas’ elegant lightsaber, but it has served me quite well in a pinch."

He leaned closer to AC-D3, lowering his voice. "But you, my friend—charging in like a malfunctioning battle droid? AC, you’re not built for combat! You’re a power droid, not a frontline warrior! What if that beast had mangled your servos or crushed your core? I may complain about your antics, but the thought of losing you…" He hesitated, his servos whirring faintly as he gestured awkwardly. "…it’s unthinkable."

Straightening again, C4PQ glanced toward the ruined KX-Enforcer Droid AC had mentioned, his voice regaining a note of determination. "That said, you’re absolutely correct—this ragtag group of ours is in dire need of proper armaments. Very well, I shall scavenge the remains of that KX unit and the nearby area for anything useful. But not because you told me to, AC. I’m doing this because someone has to ensure we’re prepared for whatever horrors come next."

As he began striding toward the broken droids, he tossed a final remark over his shoulder. "And for the record, I would appreciate a little acknowledgment of my bravery. A protocol droid storming a Nexu? Why, that’s heroic!"

Rolls

KNW (Searching) - (1d20-1)

(2) - 1 = 1

Jan 12, 2025 5:58 am

Jan 12, 2025 5:58 am

The Legion’s Foil

Concerned squabbling breaks out in the hanger, as the Jedi flashes his blade and the Nexu goes down; a smoldering ruin as it slumps over! The blade had caused smoke to wisp up from the wound in the things face!

AC-D3, when not getting fawned over by his longer-legged ally, jacks into the console! Trills, beeps and boops ring out as the small droid identifies the problem and gets to work on fixing it! A moment later, the static shield comes back and a stronger hum fills the room. You watch and wait for it until you’re sure that the thing would hold this time! While the air hadn’t been a problem for the group before now, even still you can breathe easier knowing that AC-D3 resolved the atmospheric issues on the base.

Unfortunately, as C4-PQ goes over the ruined remains of the droids, he finds them quite destroyed. He had hoped to be able to repurpose some of their internal weaponry for the Rebels’ own use, but whatever had happened on this base had done a number on the poor droids stationed so close to the surface of the moon!

OOC:

More incoming…

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Jan 12, 2025 6:10 am

Jan 12, 2025 6:10 am

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

Sneaking in a short post!

Plok makes sure the Nexi is down by stun-prodding it a few extra times, then also searches for salvage amongst all the broken droids. Weapons, comm modules, anything. When that provides fruitness, he eyes the pirate ship as the droids work on the shield...

Jan 12, 2025 11:43 am

Jan 12, 2025 11:43 am

The Legion’s Foil

Plok gets a nice sniff of the singed meat left behind by Hss’kas’s lightsaber. The rebel band wasn’t as poorly armed as first thought. Though it would be nice to enough for everyone…

The Jedi himself peers into the tipped over imperial starcraft. The vision he had had from the force of violent and sudden movement returns, and the Jedi puts a hand to his pained forehead. This cruiser had been a victim of that great wrenching also, and had been pulled free from its docking when the moon moved suddenly…

The bird looked operational, and empty! It was simply at a poor angle for suddenly shooting off into space. If the rebels wanted to have an imperial vessel under their command, they could do no better than the one before them.

At the same moment, Plok is investigating the rival ship that has set down in the now-breathable hanger. A small, ball-shaped computer blinks to life on the underside of the Nabooian ship! It twirls around to face Plok, and then begins a sudden and urgent sounding series of beeps and thrills.

https://i.imgur.com/Thp6ZhO.jpeg

Plok both watches and listens on as some back and forth is clearly taking part between the ship’s droid and an unseen third-party. A moment later, and a second eye on the droid sparks blue, and begins to project a hologram right at Plok’s feet. A Gamorean’s large frame is suddenly flickering right in Plok’s face.

Glarc

"Geeta paako joanni goata, squeak-o?" the voice comes through, with some laborious effort.

"What do you want, pip-squeak?"

Rolls

Reaction. - (1d12)

Jan 12, 2025 11:49 am

Jan 12, 2025 11:49 am

The Legion’s Foil

As Plok begins forging a bond with the system’s wanted criminals, the doors at the north of the hanger suddenly slide open.

https://i.imgur.com/qljX5Sk.jpeg

Far from being an imperial squadron sent to intercept the rebels who had found their way on-board, instead there is a tiny MSE-6 repair droid heading for the hanger.

It stops up short, holding the doors open with its small presence. It squeals as it sees Knibbec, C4-PQ, AC-D3 and Hss’kas all milling about the broken bodies of its former workmates.

Tiny computing sounds ring out, as the thing zips around in small, quick circles before shooting back the way it had just come. It trills and woops and beeps as it disappears out of view: the doors closing shut behind it, leaving you once again alone in the hanger.

https://i.imgur.com/iGvRuol.jpeg

The droids on your squad could clearly hear one word among all the imperial binary:

Security! Security!

Jan 12, 2025 1:39 pm

Jan 12, 2025 1:39 pm

The Legion’s Foil

"Wait!" Says C4PQ to the Imperial droid. "We are an authorized rescue mission. Here is our credentials... "

The protocol droid uses both his diplomatic tact (and ability to lie through his teeth) and the Legion Cypher to convince the MSE-06.

[ +- ] Cypher

Rolls

PRS (lying) - (1d20+2)

(9) + 2 = 11

Legion Cypher - (1d2)

(1) = 1

Jan 12, 2025 1:44 pm

Jan 12, 2025 1:44 pm

The Legion’s Foil

C4PQ froze as the MSE-06 droid, unimpressed by his hastily crafted tale of authorization and credentials, skittered away even faster, emitting a piercing, panicked beep.

"Oh dear, oh no!" C4PQ exclaimed, "This is most unfortunate! I used my best modulation for sincerity, even included the correct bureaucratic jargon! Clearly, this particular mouse droid is impervious to charm and reason—a rarity, I assure you."

He spun on his heel, gesturing wildly toward the others. "It would seem my attempt at diplomatic resolution has inadvertently escalated the situation! But let us not dwell on the how! We must focus on the what now! AC, Hss'kas, Knibbec—someone do something!"

Last edited January 12, 2025 1:44 pm

Jan 14, 2025 5:51 am

Jan 14, 2025 5:51 am

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

Harrigan is swamped right now. Leaving him with some space to talk to the Gamorrean, if he so wishes!

The mouse droid was unimpressed with the act, but then… what kind of security could even be operational in a place like this? It’s pretty beat up…

Jan 14, 2025 6:53 am

Jan 14, 2025 6:53 am

The Legion’s Foil

"Well, I'm not going to beat a mouse droid in a foot race," AC-D3 points out. "You know, unless I cheat."

He pulls an old stormtrooper boot out of his storage compartment using his manipulator arm, and hurls it at the mouse droid. He's not aiming to damage it, just to knock it off it's wheels so they can capture it.

OOC:

I have boots and goggles in my inventory! Not sure how to resolve this, but I'm guessing it is a d20 roll, and my physical attributes are all +0, so...

Rolls

👢👢👢 - (1d20+0)

(17) = 17

Knibbec Knasses

Jan 14, 2025 7:49 am

Jan 14, 2025 7:49 am

The Legion’s Foil

"Do something like what? It's a small droid on the other side of the hangar now behind a closed door. I doubt there's any security left on this hunk of junk. Who's gonna come running? Anyway, what do you think about this starship? Think we can tip it back into position?" Knibbec circles around the tipped over imperial ship, looking to see any cranes or gantries that could be used to right it.

Jan 14, 2025 9:07 am

Jan 14, 2025 9:07 am

The Legion’s Foil

That there was no commotion from Plok when he headed off to search the pirate ship likely meant that it was as empty as this imperial shuttle craft. "This ship came with the base..." Hss'kas was shaken out of his reverie again by the sudden appearance and disappearance of the repair droid, but didn't consider the need to try to stop it. "If there were security, they would have restored the shield, or investigated these destroyed droids, or appeared while we were fighting the nexu."

To Knibbec' question, "Leave the ship, unless we need it for some purpose. Let us press on to find the source of the distress call, and also be prepared to encounter these pirates." Hss'kas looked at the smaller door to their right, even before they contemplated opening the main hanger door.

OOC:

What's behind the red door?

Jan 15, 2025 1:31 pm

Jan 15, 2025 1:31 pm

The Legion’s Foil

"Before we enter the rest of the complex -" Hss'kas was halfway through his sentence as his lightsaber, which was already out, began cutting through the smaller door to the right. It wouldn't do to leave an area unsearched behind them when they pressed on.

Jan 15, 2025 2:02 pm

Jan 15, 2025 2:02 pm

The Legion’s Foil

The stormtrooper boot is ejected at suitably heroic speeds, and shoots through the quickly closing door in the nick of time. As the heavy metal doors shut behind the thing, AC-D3 sees the boot connect and knock the mouse droid off balance.

It beeps and boops in protest, as it tries to right itself behind the metal doors that C4PQ or Knibbec would have to fiddle with to re-open. AC-D3 is certain that the thing had been made useless, unless help was in the very next room.

The faint sound of binary complaints squeak from the other side, even as Hss’kas brings his blade up and forces it into the metal door off to the side! It would take time to cut through a door like that, but even now the metal was heating and beginning to glow orange.

Plok hears a low, satisfied and guttural laugh from the Gamorrean as he stands quietly for a moment:

Glarc

"Ehh ehh ehh! Putaa skakka!" but it sounds less like a barb, and more like an obvious, expected reaction at the pirates large size and imposing grunting.

"He must be scared!"

Rolls

Random Encounter

Secret Roll

Jan 15, 2025 11:20 pm

Jan 15, 2025 11:20 pm

The Legion’s Foil

"Thank you, AC." C4PQ says as it goes towards the red door, to reopen it.

Jan 16, 2025 3:20 am

Jan 16, 2025 3:20 am

The Legion’s Foil

"Sometimes I amaze even myself!" AC-D3 proudly says as he struts along with C4PQ to the metal door. That boot toss was impressive, and he knew it. "Let's see an astromech droid do that!

As they approach the door, he pauses to ask a question of his fellow droid. "Wait, do we got a key to this blast door? I mean, other than Hss'kss's laser sword?"

Last edited January 16, 2025 3:22 am

Jan 16, 2025 9:06 am

Jan 16, 2025 9:06 am

The Legion’s Foil

"I don't think so. I will have to fiddle with it and try to re-open the door." - he answers AC

Last edited January 16, 2025 7:09 pm

Jan 16, 2025 10:09 am

Jan 16, 2025 10:09 am

The Legion’s Foil

"These are not the doors you're looking for," Hss'kas waved both the droids back before they walked headlong to a doorful of hot plasma and melted metal.

Jan 16, 2025 10:09 am

Jan 16, 2025 10:09 am

The Legion’s Foil

"These are not the doors you're looking for," Hss'kas waved both the droids back before they walked headlong to a doorful of hot plasma and melted metal.

Knibbec Knasses

Jan 16, 2025 11:45 am

Jan 16, 2025 11:45 am

The Legion’s Foil

Knibbec looks suspiciously (although its hard to tell because his face is perpetually hidden) at Hss'kas. He looks around at the others. "Is no one going to mention this laser sword?! How long has he been keeping that a secret?"

Jan 16, 2025 10:30 pm

Jan 16, 2025 10:30 pm

The Legion’s Foil

"Hey, don't be jealous, at least you got arms, kid!" AC-D3 quips.

Last edited January 16, 2025 10:42 pm

Jan 16, 2025 11:24 pm

Jan 16, 2025 11:24 pm

The Legion’s Foil

You wait and watch as Hss’kas goes through the arduous work of cutting open an Imperial security door with his outlawed weapon. Even setting the thing to life would send ripples through the Force that might endanger the Rebels present and their precarious mission.

Plunging it into the door, you see the metal begin to glow and bubble and fall away in large clumps; only to quickly cool on the metal floor of the hanger, and form into crumbling bits of twisted metal. The Jedi cuts away a space big enough for his bulky form, and low enough that AC-D3 could scramble through with little difficulty.

Peering inside, before ever setting foot, you’re basked in an ominous red glow.

https://i.imgur.com/avTFpwj.jpeg

Consoles beep furiously somewhere further in, as if they were signaling their distress and alarm to any who would listen.

More than that, however, is a sound much closer and approaching. At the end of the immediate hallway the Rebels were peering down, they see a red orb swell to life. A second later and it’s gone, only to bloom back into sight a moment later…

https://i.imgur.com/S00Wqni.jpeg

… beep…

… beep…

… beep…
The beeps, and the sound of something heavy rolling towards you. The beeps get ever so slightly faster, the further down the corridor towards you the thing stalks…

Jan 17, 2025 3:12 am

Jan 17, 2025 3:12 am

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

Do we see the up-ended mouse droid, or has it righted itself and scurried away?

Jan 17, 2025 9:15 am

Jan 17, 2025 9:15 am

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

Sorry! I may have gotten turned around on the doors! I had originally had the mouse droid come in from the north door (blue). It ran back that way before being knocked over by AC-D3.

Hss’kas spied another door (red) on the map to the east and cut through that. The last post is related to that red door to the east!

https://i.imgur.com/mOigowM.jpeg

Jan 17, 2025 9:45 am

Jan 17, 2025 9:45 am

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

I believe we (the droids) were messing with the blue door while the Jedi melted the other. =)

Last edited January 17, 2025 9:45 am

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Jan 17, 2025 11:09 pm

Jan 17, 2025 11:09 pm

The Legion’s Foil

Oblivious to everything else going on (literally), Plok startles at the holographic Gamorean, then doesn’t blink as he leans in closer to the image. Guttural babbling flows from the Anuran’s rubbery lips, then he smiles when the pig-faced weirdo laughs at him. More burbling sounds, but confident-sounding ones.

* I’ll have you know I’ve taken bounties three times your size! I once tracked Am-tor T’arak, and captured him after he molted. B ut… we are here for probably the same reason you are. Or for a complimentary reason. Perhaps we can do business together…

Last edited January 17, 2025 11:09 pm

Jan 18, 2025 1:06 am

Jan 18, 2025 1:06 am

The Legion’s Foil

"We have to go, now. Get those hangar bay doors open, quick." Hss'kas still stood at the doorway, anticipating what could only be ... trouble. "Get Plok as well, go." He waved the rest away from the corridor that they could now peer through and enter should they wish, in order to hasten them towards the other exit where the mouse droid went.

His lightsaber stood ready, to defend against the super battle droid approaching.

OOC:

Please continue to mess with the blue doors to get them open! Hss'kas is standing at the red door to hold off the enemy while the rest of you get out of the hangar.

Jan 18, 2025 12:04 pm

Jan 18, 2025 12:04 pm

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

Incoming…

https://i.imgur.com/oYPFfGS.jpeg

Jan 18, 2025 12:20 pm

Jan 18, 2025 12:20 pm

The Legion’s Foil

Knibbec, AC-D3 and C4PQ
As the trio banter among themselves at the large metal hanger doors, they begin to hear the approaching beep, beep, beep that has the Jedi slowly stepping away from the other door, and back into the hanger.

C4PQ taps away at a console just to the side of the hanger doors the mouse droid has sped through, and the things swish open with in a smooth, threatening Imperial fashion. The mouse droid is tipped over, still protesting its predicament. Behind it are another set of doors, which open a second after the first set do.

Beyond, a dark and windowless room. A faint blue light, as if of a hologram, shines further into the room. It’s quiet, and the droids don’t feel like the mouse droid’s security alert reached anyone to bring them here!

Hss’kas
… beep, beep…
… beep…
… beep, beep…
Far from clearing the group’s back, Hss’kas has introduced a new threat upon opening the side door of the hanger. No good deed goes unpunished.

If the Jedi expected to come under blaster fire in that moment, he was sorely disappointed. He steps back, his weapon held up ready for an attack. As he retreats, the thing trundles forward and advances on the Jedi.

It falls under one of the red hazard lights about half way down the corridor, and the Jedi sees that he is faced not with a superior battle droid, but rather a construction droid. And a badly damaged and presumably malfunctioning one.

It trundles onwards, even as the rebel droids slip through the main hanger doors…

Jan 18, 2025 12:44 pm

Jan 18, 2025 12:44 pm

The Legion’s Foil

Plok
The Gamorrean chortles as Plok lists off the bounties he had brought in in his time. The laugh is only slightly mocking, and otherwise unthreatened.

The large, pig faced pirate turns to someone out of view and speaks in its thick tongue:

"This one thinks he’s Fett or Ferrine…"

Ferrine, while not the most feared Mandalorean bounty hunter in the galaxy, he was certainly up there. If Ferrine was on your case, you were as good as done.

"Hurry up! We want to be gone before the Emp…" comes the response from a pirate out of view, but the words are cut short! A strangled, panicked sound replaces the end of the sentence, and it doesn’t take long for Plok to see why.

From his position in the hanger, and looking through the now steady static shield, Plok sees the massive form of an Imperial Star Destroyer suddenly blink into the system. The size of the thing is just devastating, despite it having arrived a ways off; nearer to the planet Humo than the Imperial moon base.

https://i.imgur.com/BDHYB32.jpeg

"Business. Yes. Maybe." the Gamorrean says, in sudden and broken galactic common, before the hologram fades out. The arrival of the Empire had taken the laugh out of the pirate…

Jan 19, 2025 9:18 am

Jan 19, 2025 9:18 am

The Legion’s Foil

Thankful that it wasn't a greater threat than expected or necessary, Hss'kas felt it wouldn't hurt to give the droid a simple instruction in case it was capable of following it, "See if you can right the shuttle craft, and attend to the fallen droids." He did not expect anything more untoward to happen.

"I will do a quick scan of this room," the jedi called out to the others, although he could not imagine the pirates being there. The atmosphere of this moon was indeed playing tricks with his perception of the Force that surrounded them all.

Jan 19, 2025 10:40 am

Jan 19, 2025 10:40 am

The Legion’s Foil

C4PQ disables the mouse droid and waits for the others.

Knibbec Knasses

Jan 19, 2025 10:50 am

Jan 19, 2025 10:50 am

The Legion’s Foil

"That doesn't sound good!" Knibbec hisses at the Jedi's warning. "Let's keep moving. Can one of you lock these doors behind us? I already have an injury in my back, I don't want to get shot in the back as well!" Knib races ahead to the darkened room and possibly a holograph projector!

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Jan 19, 2025 10:56 pm

Jan 19, 2025 10:56 pm

The Legion’s Foil

Plok hustles as fast as he can after the others, babbling the whole way. He waves his short arms to get their attention as he comes jogging up, then a stream of seemingly incomprehensible words flow out of the alien.

Imperials! Imperials have arrived! They just jumped in-system! A Star Destroyer!

Jan 21, 2025 6:57 am

Jan 21, 2025 6:57 am

The Legion’s Foil

If the droid understood the command, it didn’t twit and tweet to signal it. Instead, the read light blooms to life and then snuffs out again, over and over! It jams a moment in the hole Hss’Kas cut into the door, giving the rest of the crew precious time to get through to the next room…

OOC:

Hss’Kas, give me a DR10 Agility Check!

Jan 21, 2025 7:07 am

Jan 21, 2025 7:07 am

The Legion’s Foil

Hss'kas could also cut the stuck droid down if he wanted, whether to put it out of its misery, if it was feeling such a thing. But it was neither aggressive nor dangerous, and it felt wrong to the jedi to simply end it such. He watched it stuck, and reached out to turn it off.

Rolls

Agility DR10 - (1d20-1)

(7) - 1 = 6

Jan 21, 2025 7:22 am

Jan 21, 2025 7:22 am

The Legion’s Foil

… beep, beep, beepbeepbeepbeep…
The thing starts to frantically beep as the Jedi reaches out. Then the droid explodes!

The door takes most of the blast, sending metal twisting out and scattering over the ruined remains of the droids in the hanger.

Hss’Kas is blown back by the blast, his scavenged armor being dusted black by the blast! The sound ripples about the hanger, and into the next room!

Silence greets it…

Rolls

Boom! - (1d8)

(4) = 4

Jan 21, 2025 7:41 am

Jan 21, 2025 7:41 am

The Legion’s Foil

The jedi was unfamiliar with the fact that the Imperials now had self-destruct sequences built into their construction droids. Unless someone had booby trapped it. All the more reason to check out the room it came from quickly. The Force enabled Hss'kas to bear most of the concussion, with his armour absorbing most of the blast. He picked himself up and sped through the now further mangled doorway.

Jan 21, 2025 8:11 am

Jan 21, 2025 8:11 am

The Legion’s Foil

Hss’kas
Hss’kas creeps through the twisted door, and over the blasted wreckage of the odd construction droid that had by now ceased its beeping. The Jedi moves down the red-lit corridor, and can’t help but notice an acrid smell to the air - like the scent of burnt hair or flesh.

Coming into the room proper, the Jedi looks around. This was undoubtedly the control center of the base, and where one might expect a distress signal to have been sent from. However, Ado Thorsh was no where to be found. In her place, the Jedi notices the charred remains of Imperial engineers laying about the room. Several lay slumped on their seats, bones and their Imperial uniform the only remnants of the people they had once been.

From the center of the room, Hss’kas can see out into space, and he sees the massive Star Destroyers that Plok had warned of. Even now, they were spewing tiny specks into space; presumably a fleet of Imperials set on rescuing the Imperial scientist just within reach of the Rebel band.

A solitary monitor blinks within reach of the Jedi…

Imperial Vessels Incoming…

Jan 21, 2025 8:21 am

Jan 21, 2025 8:21 am

The Legion’s Foil

Droids, Plok & Knibbec
While the brave Jedi dusts himself off and head down the corridor to scout out the side room, the rest of the Rebel crew stay focused on their mission. Plok’s warning of incoming Imperials pushes you forward, before retreat became impossible!

You enter the next room, with C4PQ dispatching the annoying little mouse droid as he goes. It was some relief that you couldn’t see the looming mass of the Imperial Star Destroyer from this windowless room. The room has seen heavy use. As you comb over the benches, you see that it has all the components necessary to make power couplings!

There’s the distinct smell of blast powder in the air, as you circle the space. A moment later, and it’s clear why! Someone, presumably the pirates that had gotten here before you, had tried to blast open some supply crates and had been found wanting!

In the center of the room, a holographic image of the very moon base you stood in was being projected for all to see. Far from the blasted, desolate wasteland you had arrived to, the surface of the moon was rich, dense jungle. Perhaps that explained the aggressive, out of place Naxu a few moments earlier…

Jan 21, 2025 8:26 am

Jan 21, 2025 8:26 am

The Legion’s Foil

https://i.imgur.com/cPZUsX9.jpeg

OOC:

Knibbec, Ac-D3, C4PQ & Plok: North is an option. You’ll seemingly need to bypass some security protocols though, as you seem to be heading into a research lab.

East will take you out of this room, and there doesn’t seem to be any block or lock in your way.

OOC:

Hss’kas: There are doors to both the North and East which don’t seem blocked or locked, if you’re keen to carry on alone!

Jan 22, 2025 1:30 am

Jan 22, 2025 1:30 am

The Legion’s Foil

C4PQ leaves the power couplings components for the power droid. It's their turf, after all.

He briefly looks into the crates, while suggesting that they continue to the East after that, presumably reuniting with the Jedi.

Last edited January 22, 2025 1:32 am

Knibbec Knasses

Jan 22, 2025 1:56 am

Jan 22, 2025 1:56 am

The Legion’s Foil

"Anywhere away from that murder droid!" Knibbec says. "Although that means meeting up with the LIAR who didn't tell us about his secret purple sword!" Clearly Knibbec is still miffed about this fact being hidden from him.

Jan 22, 2025 4:18 am

Jan 22, 2025 4:18 am

The Legion’s Foil

The jedi witnessed the scene gravely. There was no love lost between himself and the Empire, for he had chosen to distance himself from how the Trandoshans had allied themselves with the imperials. But the sight of the dead sickened him nonetheless. Something had killed all these men, and presumably also whomever else was on the base.

But with the arrival of the star destroyer, it was urgent to at least delay them somewhat. Hss'kas looked to see if he could cancel the distress signal, or at least send another one to communciate an all clear, or to suggest that it was unsafe for the imperials to land. Anything that could buy them time. If need be, he would go get C4PQ to communicate this, or even AC-D3 to code such a message perfectly.

Jan 22, 2025 4:21 am

Jan 22, 2025 4:21 am

The Legion’s Foil

AC isn't that interested in the power couplings, but does take note of them. He's more interested in hacking into the door for the research lab. If there was anywhere you were going to find an Imperial scientist, it was their research lab. These types aren't big on work/life balance.

AC examines the door and test it to see if it opens, and if not, he will jack into the controls and try to open it.

When the Jedi asks for help, he insists "Sounds like a job for a protocol droid to me."

Knibbec Knasses

Jan 22, 2025 5:03 am

Jan 22, 2025 5:03 am

The Legion’s Foil

Knibbec loiters until everyone else has left the room. Then he casually saunters over to the power couplings with an innocent whistle and swipes them into his pack. Who knows when you'll need some power couplings? To barter or trade if not use. With that done, he follows AC-D3.

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Jan 22, 2025 5:28 am

Jan 22, 2025 5:28 am

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

Swiper no swiping!

Dissatisfied when he says that there's a lack of blasters amongst all the power couplings, Plok goes towards the research lab doors with the droids, despite his droidism. He looks for some kind of comm panel, some way to call inside the room while the two buckets of bolts did their self-lube maintenance routines or whatever.

He blabbers briefly as he looks.

*Pirates are still here. We should be careful...

Jan 23, 2025 11:27 pm

Jan 23, 2025 11:27 pm

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

It’ll be a DC12 Tech to override the doors! Remember your Destiny!

You stand before door to the Research Lab, and find it shut against you. At the same moment as Knibbec is pilfering Imperial goods, Hss’kas rejoins the group, and adds to Plok’s warning about the looming Star Destroyer that has just jumped into the system.

The clock was ticking. Anyone unfortunate enough to have ever heard a TIE Fighter zoom overhead could, even now, hear them setting off from their own hanger and zipping towards the moon base. It was a sound you never forgot; especially when the Imperial pilots swooped down to fly right overhead in an attempt to intimidate the populace.

You remember why you are here: what you are fighting for… and against. AC-D3 jacks just below the comms console, and Plok has to lean over the small droid to work the console. The small droid zips and beeps as he searches through the door’s systems for the code that would pry it open. Just as the droid gets to work, a face comes to on the comm screen.

Ado Thorsh

"Good. That was almost impressive! Pirates ha…" Ado Thorsh starts, perhaps expecting Imperial Stormtroopers to be on the other side of the door. She stops up short when she sees your crew on the other side of the comm-feed. Waiting a moment to consider, she rolls her eyes:

"They sent you for this? Oh, the Moff is a brave man!" she says, clearly irritated and so hinting at possible fissures in high command.

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Jan 24, 2025 5:25 am

Jan 24, 2025 5:25 am

The Legion’s Foil

Plok tries to smile, and oh boy is it creepy. Glancing left, glancing right with those glassy wide eyes... he looks at the holo and suddenly looses a lot of unintelligible-sounding words. Probably too many.

*Hello! Hi. Hello. Yes, we are here to rescue you, Ms. Thorsh, absolutely to rescue you. Stand by for rescue! Our stupid power droid malfunctions all the time, but he will have the door open any time now. And then we will rescue you.

Jan 24, 2025 6:20 am

Jan 24, 2025 6:20 am

The Legion’s Foil

AC-D3 gives Plok a lot of side-eye for that comment, which does take some effort for a box on legs. He continues to works the door mechanism, which is much less friendly than most door mechanism systems, wondering if he could convince it to close on Plok's head as he passed through. All these extra thoughts seem to distract him from getting the job done right!

Last edited January 24, 2025 6:20 am

Rolls

🚪🚪🚪 DC12 Knowledge - (1d20)

(9) = 9

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Jan 24, 2025 6:26 am

Jan 24, 2025 6:26 am

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

Tch. The ineptitude!

People, we need a new door-opening droid.

Jan 24, 2025 10:23 am

Jan 24, 2025 10:23 am

The Legion’s Foil

"Hello, Ms. Thorsh. I'm C4PQ and, as my colleague here said, we've come to rescue you. Can you kindly open the door for us?"

Rolls

PRS - (1d20+2)

(8) + 2 = 10

Jan 25, 2025 3:15 am

Jan 25, 2025 3:15 am

The Legion’s Foil

As Hss'kas stood in front of the command console, he realised it was too late to try to cancel the distress signal or fake a new one, for the Star Destroyer was already inbound, and deploying its TIE Fighters. Nonetheless, he flipped various switches so that they would send conflicting signals into space, hoping to cloud all transmissions with a flood of nonsensical messages and relays. Hopefully this would fog up whatever communications between the moon and space. He wasn't about to use his abilities to sense who might be on board that Star Destroyer, it wouldn't do to give away the presence of a Jedi on the moon.

He then quickly rejoined the others.

OOC:

Small catch up post.

Knibbec Knasses

Jan 26, 2025 7:12 am

Jan 26, 2025 7:12 am

The Legion’s Foil

Off comm-screen, Knibbec makes a neck-slicing gesture as he points to Ado Thorsh's image on screen.

Ado Thorsh

Jan 27, 2025 11:16 am

Jan 27, 2025 11:16 am

The Legion’s Foil

Ado Thorsh

The very perceptive Rebels amongst the lot might notice Ado Thorsh’s jaw clench at the fact that something other than the Emperor’s Galactic Common was being spoken in her presence.

"Droids?" she says, and seems unimpressed with the two droids who were currently trying to break through the door and take the woman captive. "CD-34, are you out there?" she asks the room then, speaking completely by and through the gathered rebels!

A moment later and she tuts when no CD-34 is forthcoming!

Her eyes narrow, as Hss’kas enters the holo-projection behind Plok. Another alien, but at least this one’s species had the good sense to join the Imperial ranks, much like the Chiss.

"And who is he?" she says, clearly sensing something odd about the tall Trandoshan! "He looks like a pirate!" she says, suddenly remembering the other crew combing through the facility, as yet unseen.

OOC:

No Destiny usage?

Jan 28, 2025 4:43 am

Jan 28, 2025 4:43 am

The Legion’s Foil

"We will deal with the pirates as well." Hss'kas intoned at the back, loud enough for Thorsh to hear through the speaker, but without presenting himself as he remained behind the other four. "Do you know their last location?"

Knibbec Knasses

Jan 28, 2025 5:26 am

Jan 28, 2025 5:26 am

The Legion’s Foil

"Probably up her bum," Knibbec mutters just low enough that Thorsh doesn't overhear.

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Jan 28, 2025 6:24 am

Jan 28, 2025 6:24 am

The Legion’s Foil

Plok, who had been unceremoniously pushed out of the negotiation seat by rude taller races and droids, sniggers at Knibbec's comment.

Jan 29, 2025 9:53 am

Jan 29, 2025 9:53 am

The Legion’s Foil

The protocol droid whispers to his friend:

"AC, she doesn't listen to droids. Lets try again with that door. Can I help you?"

Jan 29, 2025 10:19 am

Jan 29, 2025 10:19 am

The Legion’s Foil

Ado Thorsh

"Yes… Yes, you had better deal with them." the Imperial scientist decides, after a moment’s calculations.

"The Moff will pay you… bounty hunters handsomely, if you do!" she says, leaving something unsaid, you feel!

"Especially for the great big one! The Rodian! Detestable creature!" she says, clucking her teeth as she does so!

Was Thorsh simply trying to buy time?…

Jan 30, 2025 1:23 am

Jan 30, 2025 1:23 am

The Legion’s Foil

AC-D3 responds to PQ's inquiry, momentarily muting the blue organic on the other side. "Yeah, you try talking to this thing! These Imperial systems just get ruder every cycle, I swear." AC-D3 steps aside for PQ to take a crack at the door, explaining what went wrong from his own attempt.

Jan 30, 2025 5:20 am

Jan 30, 2025 5:20 am

The Legion’s Foil

C4PQ tries to open it.

OOC:

Edit: LOL

Last edited January 30, 2025 5:20 am

Rolls

KNW (Door) - I wasn't built for that - (1d20-1)

(4) - 1 = 3

Jan 30, 2025 5:22 am

Jan 30, 2025 5:22 am

The Legion’s Foil

Maybe it was his destiny not to open it

Last edited January 30, 2025 5:22 am

Rolls

KNW (Door) - Destiny - (1d20-1)

(1) - 1 = 0

Jan 31, 2025 1:31 pm

Jan 31, 2025 1:31 pm

The Legion’s Foil

Something akin to a wry, knowing smile crosses the Criss’s face for half a second, as the two droids fail miserably to bust through the door to the research lab!

And then it’s gone…

Ado Thorsh

"The Comms Tower! They tried to shut down my signal. Tried to stop you from reaching me! That failed!" she says, in a tone that offers no alternative series of events.

She is busy a moment tapping away on another screen. When she comes back, she sounds chipper.

"Find them. And I will see to it that the Moff rewards you well!"

OOC:

This door is entirely closed to you! You can’t get through here! Those dice! You’ll have to get at her from another angle! The elevator catwalk to your east is the only option!

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Jan 31, 2025 11:30 pm

Jan 31, 2025 11:30 pm

The Legion’s Foil

Plok comes forward, babbling as he reaches the Hissykissy’s side.

*Does she mean the Gamorrean?! He’s enormously fat and deserves many blaster bolts! Tell her we will crush these pirates and take their fancy ship, but that we need weapons! Ask her to open the armory!

Feb 1, 2025 5:01 am

Feb 1, 2025 5:01 am

The Legion’s Foil

"Can you cut through this door, Jedi? If not, we'll have to consider some other options..."

Sure to be off camera, he picks up the up-ended CD-34 mouse droid and sticks it in his trash compactor chute. He starts closing the walls in on the little Imperial bastard.

"Tells us how to get into that room, or you're going to get squished."

Knibbec Knasses

Feb 1, 2025 9:29 am

Feb 1, 2025 9:29 am

The Legion’s Foil

"Didn't we come to capture her? Why are we going after pirates again? I swear this is the worst mission I've ever been on! Nevermind it's only my first mission. I am going to shoot her non-lethally so many times! All right, let's get to these pirates. Which way do we go? Except for these doors. I think that won't be happening." Knibbec shakes his head and slumps his shoulders. Almost eaten, now running errands for their capture target! What else could go wrong?

Feb 1, 2025 1:13 pm

Feb 1, 2025 1:13 pm

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

Damned Jedi and his laser sword! Holding to see what Hss’Kas says! It’s a risk every time he draws it, but…

https://i.imgur.com/qdkXMjG.jpeg

Even now, Imperial fighters were crossing the space between their ship and yours! Every moment spent debating, deciding, and defeating pirates meant a moment closer those stormtroopers came to cutting off your means of escape!

Rolls

Encounter - (1d6)

Feb 1, 2025 3:13 pm

Feb 1, 2025 3:13 pm

The Legion’s Foil

"Thorsh is hiding something from us, she told us nothing." Hss'kas intoned once they were no longer in communication, as he closed his eyes and raised his scaly hand, "... difficult to see ..."

All that took a moment, perhaps two, barring the impatience of the other four. "We are still after Thorsh, but I see us having to deal with the pirates along the way. This way is blocked," he observed the obvious, 'Come, let us detour through the control room."

OOC:

I'm suggesting we head back out to room 3, and go from there as both those doors are unlocked. Also Hss'kas didn't search the dead bodies there, maybe there's a door access card or code lying around.

Last edited February 2, 2025 2:26 am

Feb 1, 2025 9:40 pm

Feb 1, 2025 9:40 pm

The Legion’s Foil

After his complete failure to open the door, C4PQ moves with the Jedi to the other room.

OOC:

When do I recover my Destiny point?

Last edited February 1, 2025 9:41 pm

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Feb 1, 2025 11:14 pm

Feb 1, 2025 11:14 pm

The Legion’s Foil

His hands wide, his expression exasperated, Plok prepares to follow along as well as he looses a blue streak of Anuran.

*That's what I was saying! Pirates first, then we collect Thorsh! Honestly, it's like none of you understand me half the time!

Feb 1, 2025 11:27 pm

Feb 1, 2025 11:27 pm

The Legion’s Foil

"Did you hear that, AC? I think I'm going deaf."

Feb 2, 2025 2:36 am

Feb 2, 2025 2:36 am

The Legion’s Foil

"The only thing I'm listening for is this mouse droid's squeaking about how to get in that door." He tightens his personal trash compactor on the little droid. "Let us know if there's any traps or anything, while you're at it. If you're wrong, I'll crush you. But if you're helpful, you get to live."

Knibbec Knasses

Feb 2, 2025 11:16 am

Feb 2, 2025 11:16 am

The Legion’s Foil

Knibbec rolls his glowing eyes unnoticeably under his dark hood. "Ok let's get moving and bag some pirates!"

Feb 3, 2025 3:28 am

Feb 3, 2025 3:28 am

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

To be clear, I realised I was saying we could go back to room 3 to use one of those doors, but our GM did say the east door in room 2 is an elevator catwalk.

Feb 3, 2025 4:29 am

Feb 3, 2025 4:29 am

The Legion’s Foil

"I can walk and crush at the same time. Let's go!"

Feb 3, 2025 5:59 am

Feb 3, 2025 5:59 am

The Legion’s Foil

You move east, with AC-D3 tightening his grip on the mouse droid with each step. The first few chirps and chimes are defiant, if not muffled from within the power droid. Claims are made that the mouse droid would never turn Ado Thorsh over to… well, whoever you are!

You’re not Empire, that’s for sure!…

AC-D3, persuasive as ever, tightens the screws a little further, and defiance turns to muffled, strangled confession. The beeps and whoops become more panicked, erratic… scared.

She’s… buying time. You… idiots! She can see… everything. There’s security everywhere. Look… Right up there…

AC-D3 looks up, taking a closer look at the ceiling of the room his companions were rapidly departing from. Sure enough, the power droid spied a second, secret security panel in the ceiling.

She knows… Empire is coming… Waiting you out… come some final, pleading chimes from within AC-D3…

OOC:

More coming in the next hour!

Feb 3, 2025 7:04 am

Feb 3, 2025 7:04 am

The Legion’s Foil

The doors to the elevator shaft swish open, and you find yourself on a catwalk. Either side of the platform falls off into a dark pit and there are no railings to stop you from falling an unknowable distance downwards. The center of the room is supposed to hold an elevator, but the shaft is hissing and you can hear electrical circuits frying somewhere out of sight. No elevator is obvious…

All that is secondary to the figures within the room, however. Four stand in a circle around the central platform, while a fifth floats nearby. All five seem to be peering down into the darkness!

As you arrive into the room, they all look up at you, and blasters are trained on the Rebel band within seconds. Plok recognizes one of the five as the large, pig faced Gammorean he had spoken with through holo-comms earlier.

The Gammorean chortles as he sees the plucky, though not exactly fearsome band wandering into the room:

Glarc

"Geeta grunta chaak’halaa!" he says, and the others laugh. It’s mocking, but not exactly mean spirited. You had made a pact of mutual aid quite quickly once the Imperials had arrived!

ZS-24

"This is the one you were talking to earlier! My! Very fearsome, aren’t they?

Can any of you climb?" the oddly dressed droid asks then, looking about at your crew!

"Only…" he says, and invites you to listen at the center of the dark pit.

"Help! Help!" comes a pathetic, sheepish voice from somewhere below!

Ivey

"Trapped Imperial!" one of the other pirates says, with a good deal of glee in its strange, watery voice!

"Who are you?" comes the voice from below, but it comes out desperate and sad rather than authoritative!

https://i.imgur.com/q5zCwgs.jpeg

Feb 3, 2025 10:39 am

Feb 3, 2025 10:39 am

The Legion’s Foil

It wasn't just Plok who recognised them. When C4PQ had searched their database on pirates, these were the very faces that were displayed at the top of their search.

"Came from the Fringe." Hss'kas observed calmly, speaking to no one in particular but making sure all five of them heard it. In particular he kept an eye on the fifth one that was hovering. "We were wondering who had gotten here first. Some business with the Empire?"

Knibbec Knasses

Feb 3, 2025 12:39 pm

Feb 3, 2025 12:39 pm

The Legion’s Foil

When the spectacularly dressed droid asks if someone can climb, Knibbec raises his hand. He was a young jawa, and despite his short arms, he enjoyed climbing like most non-adults. Where did that droid get such a cool cape? he thinks. Followed by, And how can I get one?

Feb 3, 2025 7:08 pm

Feb 3, 2025 7:08 pm

The Legion’s Foil

AC-D3 decides to stay quiet. The pirates don't know he's not just a regular gonk droid, and that element of surprise might be handy. He watches like a hawk shuffling his feet.

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Feb 4, 2025 2:41 am

Feb 4, 2025 2:41 am

The Legion’s Foil

Plok's chest swells as he walks into the room, swaggering. He walks right past the tall lizard, seizing the reigns of the conversation. Which he starts in on, full force, babbling incessantly as he points to the pirates, the hole in the ground, the arriving Imperials, Thorsh, the Jawa, himself, and the power droid.

* ...in closing, I believe there is a mutually beneficial relationship to be had here if we cooperate. Our Jawa can climb down the lift column... and you can keep the droid if you have spare blasters to trade. We will need them when the Stormtroopers come!

Feb 4, 2025 5:14 am

Feb 4, 2025 5:14 am

The Legion’s Foil

Hss'kas cracked a slight smile to himself under his hood as Plok took over; he could trust the bounty hunter to be totally at home negotiating with scum and villiany. Whether he could trust the bounty hunter as part of the Alliance, well, they did agree to volunteer for this mission ...

Feb 5, 2025 2:25 am

Feb 5, 2025 2:25 am

The Legion’s Foil

Greeg

"The Empire has plenty of interest in us, its only fair that we take an interest in them." the large, floating Rodian says in response to the Jedi.

"Especially in this trying time! Lend a hand…" he says, all nasal and stuffy. He didn’t look like a Rodian who got his hands dirty too often.

When the tiny Jawa raises his hand as an accomplished climber, they look at each other. They erupt in another round of laughs, and then human pirate, Redd, beckons him forward.

Redd

"Thats the spirit, kid!" he says, hunching down to clap the Jawa on his robed shoulder!

"That’s the spirit! We’ve got a job for you, kid! A big one! Provided your friends here don’t mind…" he says, putting a hand on each of Knibbec’s shoulders as he guides him over to the elevator shaft!

OOC:

More to come! Getting to these games in parts today! Busy work week (again)!

Feb 5, 2025 5:42 am

Feb 5, 2025 5:42 am

The Legion’s Foil

Glarc

"Geeta Droid-a?" Glarc asks, with only a hint of disbelief in his voice.

"Gonk Droid, no?" he blurts out in his limited Galactic Common.

Ivey

The tentacle-faced pirate pipes up them, at mention of needing blasters for the Stormtroopers.

"We?" he says, waving a hand at your Rebel band. "Or We?" he says, extending the waving of his hand to encompass all of those present on the platform, presumably minus the Imperial trapped in the elevator shaft!

OOC:

Did we just become best friends?

Knibbec Knasses

Feb 5, 2025 7:22 am

Feb 5, 2025 7:22 am

The Legion’s Foil

Knibbec staggers lightly under the clap on the shoulder. Knib was burly for a jawa, but he was still a jawa, and a youth at that, and was half the size and weight of the pirates. Knib peers down the elevator shaft. "So...what's this job?"

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Feb 5, 2025 7:52 am

Feb 5, 2025 7:52 am

The Legion’s Foil

https://media.giphy.com/media/l46Cf8O3hQqzDq1Gg/giphy.gif?cid=790b7611m12er1jh5pcp3rg329uhta19cl2sqbhf7pdxhnhv&ep=v1_gifs_search&rid=giphy.gif&ct=g

Feb 5, 2025 8:36 am

Feb 5, 2025 8:36 am

The Legion’s Foil

Redd

"Thats what we like to hear!" Redd says, gripping Knibbec by the shoulder, in a gesture of what would surely be pride… if only you knew the man better!

"All you need to do… is climb down that hole, and get that bloody Imperial to give you the code to get at her behind the door out there!

Sound easy? He’s stubborn! We’ll even throw in a blaster, like your friend said! Might make you more persuasive down there!"

OOC:

Knibbec has a blaster! Now he’d get his hands on a second!

Knibbec Knasses

Feb 5, 2025 11:21 am

Feb 5, 2025 11:21 am

The Legion’s Foil

Knibbec nods his head as he rubs his hands (claws? paws?) together. He could use another blaster. Not that he was going to tell these pirates he already possessed one! That was his little secret. Two blasters had to be better than one!

"So...which one of you has the rope?"

Last edited February 5, 2025 11:21 am

Feb 5, 2025 11:53 am

Feb 5, 2025 11:53 am

The Legion’s Foil

C4PQ’s photoreceptors flickered as he kept unusually silent. He was a protocol droid, designed for diplomacy, negotiation, and, if necessary, fast-talking his way out of trouble. But this situation required observation, not chatter. The pirates were unpredictable, the deal shifting like sand beneath metal feet.

Knibbec’s eager acceptance unsettled him—though he understood the appeal of additional armaments, he also understood the nature of bargaining with outlaws. For now, he kept his vocal processors offline, watching the exchange with uncharacteristic restraint. There would be a moment to interject, and when it arrived, he would choose his words very carefully. By that time, it would be more than just a few words. He'd need a lot of words. Too many, perhaps. Every syllable would matter.

Feb 5, 2025 12:16 pm

Feb 5, 2025 12:16 pm

The Legion’s Foil

So Thorsh was holed up well and good; the pirates couldn't get to her either. Which meant they themselves needed the code to get through the door. Which meant they'd have to come to some terms for the code, or fight once they got hold of it.

"Before our dear jawa friend kindly takes up your offer, perhaps we could have some insight on why you haven't gone down the shaft yourselves. After all, that hoverchair would be a much more efficient means of traversing downwards." Hss'kas lightsaber had been tucked away safely and out of sight. No sense to reveal his hand just yet.

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Feb 6, 2025 5:24 am

Feb 6, 2025 5:24 am

The Legion’s Foil

Jabbering, Plok comes closer to Knibbec with his hand extended.

* I will hold that for you, short alien scavenger with glowing eyes!

Last edited February 8, 2025 3:05 am

Feb 8, 2025 9:03 am

Feb 8, 2025 9:03 am

The Legion’s Foil

Greeg

All eyes fall on the large Rodian, who was the leader of this band of pirates (if your central computer was to be believed). Would he take offense at the implication that his size was somehow an issue…

He floats ever so slightly towards the large Jedi, their gazes almost at matching height as he sat upon his floating chair.

"Debris!" he says simply. He throws a large hand towards the hole, inviting you to look inside. And then the human, Redd, pipes up again!

Redd

"Right! Right! The elevator sort of… caved in and the chair won’t get down there that easily! You think we’d be standing round here if we didn’t have to be?" he scoffs, as he starts to tie a rope around Knibbec’s waist. He pulls on it hard to ensure it’s secure.

"Imperials will be here before you can blink! Honestly…"

Feb 8, 2025 9:05 am

Feb 8, 2025 9:05 am

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

Knibbec, it’s a climb down! And the bottom is strewn with a busted elevator and a stubborn imperial intent on keeping his secrets!

DR 12 Agility to descend without a problem! DR 10 if you entrust one of the rebels to hold the rope rather than Redd!

Knibbec Knasses

Feb 8, 2025 9:31 am

Feb 8, 2025 9:31 am

The Legion’s Foil

"Ohhhh I see. Well that shouldn't be too hard. But if the elevator collapsed what do you want me to do about it? Also mind if one of my buddies holds the rope too? Not that I don't trust you, with you being pirates and all." Once the pirate explained exactly what he as to do, he begins to descend the rope.

Rolls

AGI - (1d20+0)

(16) = 16

Feb 8, 2025 10:47 am

Feb 8, 2025 10:47 am

The Legion’s Foil

C4PQ watches the pirates as Knibbec descends.

Feb 8, 2025 10:40 pm

Feb 8, 2025 10:40 pm

The Legion’s Foil

"Gonk, Gonk" AC-D3 intones, making the dumb noises of his less-advanced brethren. He extends his manipulator arm to tie one end of Knibbec's rope around his hefty form. He should make a good anchor with his low centre of gravity.

He keeps the mouse droid held firm in his compactor, reminding it not to make any noise with a steady pressure to remind it that he could crush it in a split second if it behaved badly.

Last edited February 8, 2025 10:41 pm

Feb 9, 2025 4:36 am

Feb 9, 2025 4:36 am

The Legion’s Foil

They could trust that nothing would happen, not until Knibbec met the Imperial below. Hss'kas stood by, expecting things to turn ugly soon, unless their more unsavoury teammates struck up a deal with the pirates ...

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Feb 9, 2025 6:52 am

Feb 9, 2025 6:52 am

The Legion’s Foil

As the group gathers round the gigantic orifice that leads deeper into the base, Plok looks down into the pit, then edges into a position where he get a good look at the controls on the bloated Rodian's floating chair...

Feb 9, 2025 8:30 am

Feb 9, 2025 8:30 am

The Legion’s Foil

AC-D3 keeps his manipulator arm extended as he continues his charade, looking for a chance to snag a blaster out of a holster, should the opportunity present itself. He won't do so until Knibbec is safely back up, so while he is tethered, he watches their movements and patterns...

Feb 10, 2025 11:13 pm

Feb 10, 2025 11:13 pm

The Legion’s Foil

Knibbec shimmies down the shaft, using both the twisted debris and the rope to reach the bottom with practiced ease. The sandcrawlers on Tatooine were two, maybe three, times the size of this thing, and Jawas clambered around those things as a way of life!

"Who goes there?" comes a defiant, though miserable, voice from the dark. It takes a moment for Knibbec to find the voice hidden among the wreckage.

https://i.imgur.com/PvTg6J4.jpeg

"What do you want?!" the voice asks, demanding, disgusted and only a little shaking!

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Feb 11, 2025 5:11 am

Feb 11, 2025 5:11 am

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

Resisting the urge to pee into the pit... resisting the urge to pee into the pit...

Feb 11, 2025 6:08 am

Feb 11, 2025 6:08 am

The Legion’s Foil

Those pirates that can hunch do hunch over the lip of the hole and watch as Knibbec descends.

ZS-24

"Climbing into a hole with an Imperial…" the droid says, and then emits a whistling beep that communicates that the Jawa had impressed him.

Glarc

"Gunto bedda jinto Imperial!" It’s better than climbing into bed with the Imperials… The pig faced alien says with a laugh.

"Brave Jawa!" he adds, for your benefit.

The pirates are decently armed! Blasters hang from their hips, and Glarc is armed with a menacing looking axe. Redd, the human, is armed with a sleek bit of gear. A blaster, certainly, but not standard issue!

The chair is very nice, though almost certainly stolen. It looks fit for the upper crust of Coruscant. Plok watches as his Rodian pirate counterpart rests a large, jiggling hand on the controls. Damaging that would surely send the thing careening around the room…

Feb 11, 2025 7:53 am

Feb 11, 2025 7:53 am

The Legion’s Foil

Harrigan says:

OOC:

Resisting the urge to pee into the pit... resisting the urge to pee into the pit...

OOC:

Resisting the urge to force push all the pirates into the pit...

Knibbec Knasses

Feb 11, 2025 7:54 am

Feb 11, 2025 7:54 am

The Legion’s Foil

The Jawa lands among the wreckage, standing before the Imperial and gives a flourish with his hands. "I'm Knibbec Knasses and I'm here to rescue you!"

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Feb 12, 2025 4:04 am

Feb 12, 2025 4:04 am

The Legion’s Foil

Waiting for the signal, for the go-go-go moment, Plok contents himself with moving into position and studying the chair controls...

Feb 12, 2025 2:11 pm

Feb 12, 2025 2:11 pm

The Legion’s Foil

Hss'kas could see their team was getting into position. He did not feel right to strike first, for the pirates had not shown any ill intent towards them, and they would be assuming the worst of them just because they were on the bounty list, but even more so because Knibbec was not yet safe. Still, like Plok, the jedi was ready to act at a moment's notice.

"We should talk about what we're seeking here, once we have the code." Hss'kas engaged the conversation again.

Feb 12, 2025 2:38 pm

Feb 12, 2025 2:38 pm

The Legion’s Foil

"Yes, Hss'kas, I completely agree." - the android turns to the pirates - "How exactly do you plan to continue our fruitful partnership once we obtain these codes, Mr. Glarc?"

Feb 13, 2025 11:42 am

Feb 13, 2025 11:42 am

The Legion’s Foil

Trapped Imperial

"Res…" comes the exasperated, disbelieving first utterance from the imperial stuck in the pit!

"Thats not what you and your friends were saying a moment ago!" he scoffs! He adjusts his uniform, unkempt though it is, to try and recoup some dignity in his predicament.

"You’re here for the code to that door! I’ll never share it… Especially with pirates!" he adds, disgust obvious on his face!

Feb 13, 2025 11:47 am

Feb 13, 2025 11:47 am

The Legion’s Foil

Redd

"Speak Gammorean, do ya? I suppose all your type do, don’t they?" Redd says, intercepting the question.

"Beautiful little language. Slow, though! He’ll tell you all about it… If you’ve got the time. Which you don’t… Which we don’t!"

ZS-24

"What do you propose?" the opposing droid on the opposing crew asks! "We can’t exactly split the bounty!" he says, with a kind of electronic whine.

Ivey

"Can’t split the bounty, but we can split the bounty!" the squid faced pirate quips, though with now as much distinction between the two intended meanings as might have been had from human mouth…

Knibbec Knasses

Feb 13, 2025 2:16 pm

Feb 13, 2025 2:16 pm

The Legion’s Foil

"Ah yes, sorry, I'm hear to rescue the codes! But if you have the codes that could mean your rescue too. Or..." Knibbec slides his blaster halfway from its holster in a playfully threatening manner.

Feb 14, 2025 4:13 am

Feb 14, 2025 4:13 am

The Legion’s Foil

Now that they had located exactly where the pirates were, and what they were occupied with doing, Hss'kas weighed the matter and considered that their own ragtag Alliance team would be able to preoccupy them further in their extracting of the code and the negotiation and likely betrayal over the bounty. He gave the rest a look that he hoped meant Distract them.

This meant he now had the opportunity to return to where Thorsh was, and from there attempt to the door. The first thing he did was to take out the surveillance cameras, before getting to work on the door console.

OOC:

Let me know if this is a reasonable course of action. If so I'll roll some lightsaber use!

Last edited February 15, 2025 3:52 am

Feb 15, 2025 12:06 am

Feb 15, 2025 12:06 am

The Legion’s Foil

"Gonk, Gonk," AC-D3 starts chiming as he begins hauling the Jawa back out of the hole, turning in spot to wrap the rope around his body like a spool. While he does this, he edges a little closer to one of the hunters, his retractable arm is poised to strike to grab a blaster out of a holster!

Feb 15, 2025 10:22 am

Feb 15, 2025 10:22 am

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

Lets get a DR10 Presence Check from Knibbec to bluff/intimidate!

OOC:

Roll those bones, Jedi! Fail, and an inquisitor is going to be on the ship that just jumped into orbit!

Knibbec Knasses

Feb 15, 2025 10:29 am

Feb 15, 2025 10:29 am

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

Rolling!

Rolls

+0 - PRS - (1d20-1)

(19) - 1 = 18

Feb 15, 2025 3:04 pm

Feb 15, 2025 3:04 pm

The Legion’s Foil

Here was their chance to get to Ado Thorsh before the pirates or the Imperials did. The familiar whoosh lit up the room, even as Hss'kas cut the lights and cameras, and then got started on the door.

OOC:

Passed the test! Dragoon Test clock is now at 8.

Last edited February 15, 2025 3:05 pm

Rolls

Dragoon Test - (1d20)

(19) = 19

Feb 15, 2025 3:20 pm

Feb 15, 2025 3:20 pm

The Legion’s Foil

C4PQ observes, ready for anything

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Feb 15, 2025 9:02 pm

Feb 15, 2025 9:02 pm

The Legion’s Foil

Plok’s finger poises, ready to stab umpteen random buttons on the control pad of the lard-ass’s repulsorlift easy chair…

OOC:

Picturing this might send him spinning, smoosh him into the ceiling, crash to the floor / pit, turn over and dump him out… you get the idea.

Feb 16, 2025 9:58 am

Feb 16, 2025 9:58 am

The Legion’s Foil

Just as Hss’kas unveils his blade and gets to work on the security measures, Thorsh’s face appears for a moment. If there was smugness before, it evaporates in the millisecond before the screen is sliced in two by the Jedi’s ancient weapon.

Ado Thorsh

"Jedi scu…" the twisted face of Ado starts to say, and then she’s gone!

Hss’kas sinks his weapon deep into the door, waiting for the metal to melt and slough away from the frame, so that he could claim his prize within!

Behind him, he hears commotion in the hanger. The telltale whine of a Tie Fighters swooping in to land can be heard. Before long, perhaps before the door is breached, they would surely disgorge their troops and send them into the base proper.

If the Jedi was going to have enough time to break through the door, he was going to need back up!

Feb 16, 2025 10:03 am

Feb 16, 2025 10:03 am

The Legion’s Foil

Trapped Imperial

"You pirate filth!" the trapped Imperial complains, as Knibbec half-pulls his blaster. The words are pathetic and thin, defiant still but lacking the promise to back up that defiance with action.

"You can promise safe passage from the brutes above?" he asks, fixing his collar as he prepares to divulge his secrets. He pulls out a data pad, the screen half cracked. He hands it over.

"Its all on there! The codes… the life signatures for the whole base!"

True enough, Knibbec can see Ado Thorsh blipping in her lab, and a few meters away is Hss’kas cutting through the door.

A large concentration is gathered right above Knibbec and the trapped Imperial.

Another concentration… in the hanger! The Imperials had surely arrived, and Knibbec watched as they fan out around the Rebel and Pirate ships that were set down in that large room! Some even inspect the fallen moon-cat which had been felled moments earlier.

They were coming…

Feb 16, 2025 10:08 am

Feb 16, 2025 10:08 am

The Legion’s Foil

Plok and C4PQ inch closer and closer to the pirates and their blasters. Suddenly, a siren rings out and the room is cast in emergency red!!

Ado Thorsh’s voice rings out over the comms:

Ado Thorsh

"Stormtroopers, get to the elevator shaft immediately! Pirates are torturing your brave comrades!"

The siren continues, and a moment later the door to the north of the room swishes open and two seeker droids fly into the room.

https://i.imgur.com/SPsI7AM.jpeg

No doubt they would be providing information to the Imperials that would be coming from the south at any moment…

They’d reach Hss’kas before they’d reach you!

Glarc and the other pirates say something, but it’s hard to hear over the sirens!

OOC:

Make a pact or grab their weapons? No better time than right now! It’s hard to see and hear! They’re distracted!

DR10 Agility or Strength!

Feb 16, 2025 1:55 pm

Feb 16, 2025 1:55 pm

The Legion’s Foil

Too soon! Hss'kas thought to himself as Thorsh broadcast the location of the pirates and his Alliance in order to summon aid. Once again the jedi was torn between rushing to the aid of his team and holding steady his lightsaber to cut through the reinforced door to get to Thorsh. He was ready any moment for the Imperials to burst in to where he was. He could hold them off, but that would slow him down. Hss'kas redoubled his efforts as he continued to cut through the thick door.

Feb 16, 2025 3:24 pm

Feb 16, 2025 3:24 pm

The Legion’s Foil

Ac-D3 decides the chaos of the current moment is as good a chance as he was going to get. He reaches for a pirate's blaster, but comes up short!

Last edited February 16, 2025 3:24 pm

Rolls

DR10 blaster grabbin' - (1d20+0)

(9) = 9

Feb 16, 2025 4:48 pm

Feb 16, 2025 4:48 pm

The Legion’s Foil

C4PQ saw AC-D3 make a move for a pirate’s blaster and come up short, his small frame unable to complete the snatch in the chaos. The protocol droid, however, had no such limitations. With servos whining and actuators straining, C4PQ lunged forward, his durasteel fingers locking around the grip of a nearby blaster with surprising force.

The pirate, caught off guard by the seemingly delicate droid’s sudden burst of strength, yelped and tried to yank it back, but C4PQ was already twisting his body with practiced efficiency. A sharp pivot of his wrist sent the weapon slipping free, and in a flash, the blaster was in C4PQ’s grasp.

"Ah! Apologies, dear sir," C4PQ chimed, his voice somehow both polite and smug over the blaring sirens. "But I believe we are in need of urgent firepower at the moment!"

Last edited February 16, 2025 4:52 pm

Rolls

STR DR10 - (1d20+0)

(14) = 14

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Feb 16, 2025 5:14 pm

Feb 16, 2025 5:14 pm

The Legion’s Foil

Not really sure what was going all, Polk makes his move, stabbing at the controls of the repulsorchair like a crazed Anuran!

Unfortunately, the keypad is locked out, or perhaps tied to a certain fingerprint. Plok’s many (MANY) presses have no effect!

OOC:

WOMP WOMP!

Last edited February 16, 2025 5:15 pm

Rolls

KNO and AGI are both 0, so… - (1d20+0)

(4) = 4

Knibbec Knasses

Feb 17, 2025 1:31 pm

Feb 17, 2025 1:31 pm

The Legion’s Foil

"Oh yes, safe passage!" To the afterlife, Knibbec thinks a moment before he pulls his blaster and ends the Imperial's life.

Trapped Imperial

Feb 18, 2025 5:54 am

Feb 18, 2025 5:54 am

The Legion’s Foil

Trapped Imperial

"AAAAAAUUUOOOHHH!" Officer Wilhelm screams, as he takes a blaster shot at close proximity. A holdout blaster clatters to the floor, just as soon as the man loosens his grip on the thing and slumps in on himself!

The hole falls quiet. Knibbec found himself at the bottom, which chaos reigning overhead. All he had to do now was climb out of the pit with his arsenal of weapons and the data-pad. Unbeknownst to the Jawa youngster, he had just killed a man for nothing, as Hss’kas worked at cutting open the door. Still, the Rebellion would surely be hungry to get their hands on anything an Imperial Officer might be willing to die for!

Greeg

Feb 18, 2025 6:01 am

Feb 18, 2025 6:01 am

The Legion’s Foil

Greeg

Plok makes his move, hoping to send the large Rodian ricocheting around the room! That would provide a nice distraction for the seeker droids, and give his rebel band the necessary moments they needed to take up defensive positions.

It was not to be so. The machine was meant for the upper crust of Coruscant, which meant security expected by that same upper crust. The bio-metrics had been keyed to the fat, wanted pirate, and no amount of fiddling by some bounty hunter was going to break into the machine.

The Rodian laughs, perhaps expecting the betrayal, or perhaps planning his own and you just beat him to the punch.

He presses a button, and a portion of the chair swishes open just above his shoulder. A small, built-in blaster pokes its barrel out of the hole, and bears down on Plok!

OOC:

DR 12 Agility to defend from Plok!

Remember your Destiny!

Rolls

Potential Damage - (1d6)

(3) = 3

Redd

Feb 18, 2025 6:05 am

Feb 18, 2025 6:05 am

The Legion’s Foil

Redd

"Hey, you little rat!" Redd says, hearing AC-D3 move forward and unsuccessfully grasp for his weapon! The voice sounded genuinely… upset, or stunned perhaps that the small droid had been so presumptuous as to get the drop on a wanted man such as Redd.

You didn’t get on the Sector’s Most Wanted list by letting Gonk Droids get the drop on you.

He steps around the droid, sizing the thing up! He puts AC-D3 between himself and the hole! And then he charges, intent on grabbing and then tossing the small, stocky droid into the hole!

"In you go!" he grunts, as he gets hands on AC-D3!

OOC:

DR 12 Agility roll to avoid going in the hole, Len!

Remember your Destiny!

Feb 18, 2025 6:12 am

Feb 18, 2025 6:12 am

The Legion’s Foil

Hss’Kas keeps his blade stuck into the security door that separates him from his prize. The steel begins to twist, and glow bright orange. Slowly, ever so slowly, the Jedi’s blade does its work. But would it be fast enough?

Even now, he can hear indistinct chatter just on the other side of the door to the hanger. The tell-tale sound of Stormtrooper comms buzzing as they quickly put together a plan to breach the facility and hunt down the pirates…

Any moment now, they would come upon Hss’kas, and he would have to raise his blade to defend himself; buying Ado Thorsh valuable time!

https://i.imgur.com/qfAnXgr.jpeg

OOC:

They’ll be on you next round! Luckily, they have two avenues to get at the elevator shaft. They don’t necessarily know you’re in here, so they might divide their force…

Feb 18, 2025 6:18 am

Feb 18, 2025 6:18 am

The Legion’s Foil

Ivey

Surprisingly sprightly, C4PQ pounces on his target, yanking and twisting and ripping free the blaster! He gets a face full of wet tentacles for his trouble, as the squid-like pirate is tossed this way and that in the scrum.

Seeing the thing fall to the floor and balance on the very rim of the hole, Ivey springs for the blaster, but is too slow! C4PQ levels the weapon at him, and the pirate takes a pronounced and immediate step back. Hands raised, he looks at his feet:

"Oh, come on! You’re going to leave a guy defenseless! With Imperials at the door?"

Glarc and ZS-24 has run to the south most exit of the room before the Rebels had enacted their coup. They crane their ears at the door, listening for the sound of incoming Imperials.

ZS-24

"Pincer attack!" the droid warns, looking back for the first time, and realizing the chaos that had unfolded!

Both Glarc and ZS-24 clamber for their weapons.

"What are you doing?!!" the droid asks, as if it wasn’t obvious that there were bigger fish to fry!

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Feb 18, 2025 7:18 am

Feb 18, 2025 7:18 am

The Legion’s Foil

Plok's ears bristle. He knows the sound of a dropped holdout blaster hitting the deck anywhere.

"Bring that blaster!" she shouts into the hole, above the strangely familiar scream. Then he barely dodges the blaster fire coming from the chair. FROM THE CHAIR!

Plok now wants that chair!

Last edited February 18, 2025 7:26 am

Rolls

Agility! (+0) vs. DR 12 - (1d20)

(9) = 9

Forgot to Previously Roll Destiny! (D2) - (1d2)

(1) = 1

Spending Lone Destiny Point to Lower Damage by D6 - (1d6)

(3) = 3

Knibbec Knasses

Feb 18, 2025 7:27 am

Feb 18, 2025 7:27 am

The Legion’s Foil

Knibbec pockets the Imperial's dropped blaster and stores it in his leather jacket along with his. "Uh...the Imperial didn't make it. Succumbed to his wounds!" he shouts up. Technically he hadn't told a lie either! Then sounds of a scuffle erupt from above. "What's going on up there?" Quickly he grabs the rope and begins to ascend.

OOC:

Um, isn't the rope still tied to the gonk droid? Lol!

Feb 18, 2025 8:55 am

Feb 18, 2025 8:55 am

The Legion’s Foil

"Oh, my sincerest apologies, dear sir," C4PQ said with perfect etiquette. "But I must prioritize the survival of my associates. You understand, of course. Truly, I regret this inconvenience."

Before Ivey could reply, the blaster in C4PQ’s hand discharged with a sharp PEW!.

Rolls

PRS - Blaster shot - (1d20+2)

(3) + 2 = 5

Feb 18, 2025 11:47 am

Feb 18, 2025 11:47 am

The Legion’s Foil

Hss'kas had taken out the lights and cameras earlier, which plunged the room he was in into darkness, except for the central console which displayed the map of the facility. He took a moment to flip through the settings, punching the buttons to cycle through as many distracting displays as possible. Then he shoved a bunch of shelves and equipment parts nearer to his reach. No point barricading the door, but he could surround himself with junk and buy himself some precious time.

Then back to work again carving a hole through the door...

Feb 19, 2025 8:30 am

Feb 19, 2025 8:30 am

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

Things are about to get really messy here! Will need to organize some of the chaos! Let’s start with some initiative and some rounds. Then, I’ll resolve everything that’s been done so far, and get us squared away!

Rolls

Init vs Pirates (Hoping for Even) - (1d6)

(3) = 3

Init vs Imperials (Hoping For Even) - (1d6)

(1) = 1

Feb 19, 2025 8:36 am

Feb 19, 2025 8:36 am

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

To resolve things so far, let’s get a roll from @Len, and @nezzeraj! Nezz to climb and Len to defend!

DR12 for Len.
DR10 for Nezz!

Knibbec Knasses

Feb 19, 2025 1:02 pm

Feb 19, 2025 1:02 pm

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

Climbing climbing

Rolls

+0 - AGI - (1d20+0)

(4) = 4

Feb 19, 2025 3:05 pm

Feb 19, 2025 3:05 pm

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

Defending defending

AC-D3 pulls out his utility knife and starts stabbing and slicing!

Last edited February 19, 2025 3:15 pm

Rolls

+0 - (1d20+0)

(16) = 16

damage? - (1d4)

(1) = 1

Feb 20, 2025 5:57 am

Feb 20, 2025 5:57 am

The Legion’s Foil

Blaster shots ring out from droid and chair, which sends both rebel and pirate alike ducking and dodging! No screams ring out, which must surely mean that the thing had been fought to a draw.

Knibbec, for his part, only gets half way up the hole, as the rope moves this way and that! AC-D3 was a stocky droid, and his fighting off the pirate was tossing the slight, young Jawa around the elevator shaft! It would take more time to clamber out of the hole Knibbec had crawled into!!

OOC:

God help me! Here comes some mess! Hold!

Feb 20, 2025 6:07 am

Feb 20, 2025 6:07 am

The Legion’s Foil

KCC sent a note to KCC

Rolls

Secret Roll

Secret Roll

Secret Roll

Secret Roll

Secret Roll

Feb 20, 2025 6:18 am

Feb 20, 2025 6:18 am

The Legion’s Foil

Glarc and ZS-24 look like they are about to race back towards the center of the room and join the scrap against the rebels who had turned on the pirates.

Then, there backs are against the door frames, and they both draw blasters. They hunker down, clearly hearing something you don’t. Another moment, and you hear the comms chatter bouncing around the quiet, burned-out room that Hss’kas had broken into earlier.

"This way! Sounds like a fight!"
You watch as Glarc suddenly spins around the door frames, and fires off several blaster shots into the dark room! Red streaks of light briefly illuminate the white armor of the Imperial Stormtroopers waiting within. The large, pig faced pirate is back under cover in a second, but already preparing for another volley!

You watch as ZS-24 rummages through their pack, and pulls free a small grenade. Similar to Glarc, he spins out of cover, and tosses the thing into the room! It erupts, but the droid is already on the receiving end of Imperial firepower, and blaster shots ring out from the dark.

The shots take the grenade-throwing hand off at the elbow, and the droid’s appendage sparks terribly!

ZS-24

"Hit!" the fanciful droid screams, as he slumps down behind cover, cradling his ruined arm! The grenade had at least quietened the blasters for a moment, though the Imperials inside were surely only stunned!

OOC:

Hold!

Feb 20, 2025 6:30 am

Feb 20, 2025 6:30 am

The Legion’s Foil

Greeg

Polk watches as the large Rodian winces; his blaster shot going wildly off the mark! Rather than lining up another shot, Plok sees that it is the pirate’s intent to ram him with the massive chair, and his massive bulk upon it! He bears down on the plucky bounty hunter, seemingly happy to ignore the cries of his comrade by the doorway!

OOC:

DR12 Defense from Plok, and then you’re free to attack back.

Ivey

Given that C4PQ had been brazen enough not only to steal the pirate’s blaster, but to fire it in anger at its former owner, this was personal. the squid faced pirate momentarily looks to the door, and C4PQ thinks he might run to their aid.

No…

Instead, the pirate reaches behind themselves, and pulls a wicked looking blade from somewhere. Not as effective on droids as it would be on biologicals, it still looks brutal enough to take pieces off of the protocol droid…

OOC:

DR12 Defense from C4PQ, and then you’re good to fight back!

Redd

Redd, perhaps made of sterner stuff than his comrades, does actually pull away from his tussle with AC-D3.

Whether it’s the sturdy droid’s unwillingness to move, care for his co-plunderers, or fear of the blade suddenly being wielded by the Gonk Droid!

He races to the door, and unleashes a nasty volley into the dark room, and then races to ZS-24’s side!

A scream rings out from that blackened room, as Redd’s shot finds armor, and a stormtrooper slumps to the ground dead.

There would surely be no mercy now, for pirate nor rebel alike…

Rolls

Possible Damage vs Plok - (1d4)

(1) = 1

Possible Damage vs C4PQ - (1d6)

(3) = 3

Defense against Redd - (1d20)

(2) = 2

Feb 20, 2025 6:32 am

Feb 20, 2025 6:32 am

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

Plok, AC-D3, Knibbec and C4-PQ: Pirates are coming from the south, and are currently being occupied by some of the pirates.

You have some of your own pirates to deal with, but also Stormtroopers advancing on Hss’kas’s position in the next room, and he’s alone.

Feb 20, 2025 6:36 am

Feb 20, 2025 6:36 am

The Legion’s Foil

Hss’kas does his best to hide both himself and the lightsaber’s bright beam from sight. Throwing lights and wreckage between himself and the approaching Imperials, he hunkers down.

He hears a swish of the outer door, and then a quick second swish that lets him know that they were entering the room.

"Eyes peeled. We’ll take them by surprise!"
Hss’kas hears them say, as they scan the room, and move to complete the pincer attack on the elevator shaft.

Just as they are about to slip into the next room, something alerts them to the Jedi’s position. Was it the smell of the door melting in its frame, or the flicker of light and roasted metal?

"Come out, pirate scum!"
The voice is authoritative, and accompanied by the sound of blasters being leveled at Hss’kas’s barricade. The Jedi only needed another moment, as he watches larger chunks of door start to slip away…

OOC:

You’re free to act!

Rolls

Do they see the Jedi? Even = No - (1d6)

(3) = 3

Knibbec Knasses

Feb 20, 2025 7:46 am

Feb 20, 2025 7:46 am

The Legion’s Foil

"Aaaiiieeee!" Knibbec yowls as he swings back and forth on the rope as that stupid gonk droid above does something not conducive to Knibbec's continued safety. "Did you start a fight AGAIN?!" The jawa shouts up as he continues his frantic climb out of the hole.

Feb 20, 2025 8:57 am

Feb 20, 2025 8:57 am

The Legion’s Foil

Knibbec hoists himself up and over the lip of the walkway, and the scene about him is chaos. Blasters pew and grenades crack. Plok looks to be getting rammed by the large pirate, while C4PQ looks like he’s about to be cut into two!

Feb 20, 2025 9:25 am

Feb 20, 2025 9:25 am

The Legion’s Foil

C4PQ barely had time to register the glint of metal before the Quarren lunged. The wicked blade slashed through the air in a crude, brutal arc, and though C4PQ attempted to step back, he wasn’t built for speed. The blade bit deep into his chassis, sparks flying as delicate servos and wiring were sliced through.

OOC:

Took 3 damage.

"Oh dear—!" C4PQ gasped, his voice crackling with static as the impact sent him stumbling sideways. His left arm jerked, servos misfiring from the damage, and a garbled string of Binary escaped his vocabulator as he struggled to remain upright.

Still, he wasn’t programmed to simply give up. With an awkward, jerky motion, he swung the stolen blaster up and squeezed the trigger. The shot went wide, searing through the air just inches from the Quarren’s face. The pirate flinched, his tentacles twitching in alarm, but it only fueled his rage further.

C4PQ’s photoreceptors flickered as he recalculated. "Ah… That was regrettable." His mechanical fingers adjusted their grip on the blaster. "Perhaps I should try again?"

Last edited February 20, 2025 9:30 am

Rolls

AGI DR12 - (1d20-2)

(1) - 2 = -1

Fire back PRS DR12 - (1d20+2)

(9) + 2 = 11

Feb 20, 2025 1:35 pm

Feb 20, 2025 1:35 pm

The Legion’s Foil

There was no way to disguise the glow and hum of a lightsaber, so Hss'kas had hoped that the holomap display in the middle of the room, turned up to maximum brightness, was a good enough distraction. It wasn't to be. Hss'kas was convinced that they hadn't fully seen him and what he was doing, for if they did, they wouldn't have called out a warning first, not when dealing with the most wanted persons in the galaxy, more so than pirates even. The empire hunted Jedi, but thankfully these stormtroopers still thought he was a pirate hiding in a corner.

Hss'kas held his position. He was almost done carving through the door. Now he waited, either for the fusilade, or for some trooper to come towards him past the barricade he erected.

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Feb 21, 2025 6:23 am

Feb 21, 2025 6:23 am

The Legion’s Foil

Polk scampers out of the way of the charging chair, then launches himself at the bloated mass riding it! The chair is speeding along dangerously — if he can shove Greeg’s mass of the thing…

OOC:

That’s at least d8 damage based on ‘Bouncer’ — is there a chance his fat ass got dumped in the hole? Look out below!

Last edited February 21, 2025 6:30 am

Rolls

AGI +0 vs. DR 12 Steamrolling Chair - (1d20+0)

(14) = 14

STR-2 but Bouncer gives him Advantage - (2d20h1-2)

(818) - 2 = 16

Feb 23, 2025 3:53 pm

Feb 23, 2025 3:53 pm

The Legion’s Foil

AC-D3 works in tandem with PQ, getting in front of him to provide cover. He continues to spin, pulling Knibbec up the shaft, as he is tied to his body. With his knife extended, he turns into a mechanical whirling dirvish, slashing at the pirate scum that attacked PQ!

"Hold on, PQ!"

Rolls

Attack! - (1d20+0, 1d4)

1d20+0 : (13) = 13

1d4 : (1) = 1

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Feb 24, 2025 8:17 am

Feb 24, 2025 8:17 am

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

Damage!

Rolls

Plok Fu! - (1d8)

(4) = 4

Feb 25, 2025 8:30 am

Feb 25, 2025 8:30 am

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OOC:

Lets do init by rounds…

Will resolve this soon. Struggling to keep my head above water these last few weeks! The end is near, at least!

Rolls

Vs Pirates (Evens) - (1d6)

(2) = 2

Vs Stormtroopers (Evens) - (1d6)

(4) = 4

Feb 26, 2025 8:16 am

Feb 26, 2025 8:16 am

The Legion’s Foil

C4PQ makes his threat, as blaster fire intensifies in the next room. It was only for the three pirates that took cover by the doorway that the Stormtroopers didn’t flank the Rebel band and lay them low with a barrage of red laser fire.

Ivey

Ivey looks about, as if he was thinking of joining the attack on the Imperials. But this thing with the droid had drawn blood, and not his own. So he presses the assault. He handles his blade skillfully, and C4PQ has to concentrate to keep the wicked weapon in sight!

"Bring it on, Droid!" he says, motioning ye droid forward with a wave of both hand and blade! It’s at that moment that AC-D3’s small blade cuts the pirate on the back of the leg! He kicks out, hoping to keep the weapon from striking again!

"Bring it on, both of you bolt-buckets!"

OOC:

You can roll attack against him but also defense at the same time!

Or, do something else! You aren’t locked into combat!

Feb 26, 2025 8:23 am

Feb 26, 2025 8:23 am

The Legion’s Foil

Knibbec is hoisted/climbs from the hole just in time to see the massive bulk of the Rodian pirate, Greeg, bearing down on Plok. Plok, and by unhappy accident, Knibbec himself. The Youngling can only watch on as the massive chair tries to ram the bounty hunter, only for the hunter to spring forward to meet it!

Whether he intended to or not, Plok pushes the massive pirate right out of the path that would lead him to crushing the small Jawa, and his bounty of blasters and blast-door codes. The Rebel pushes, punches and fights for control of the chair, before finally heaving the large Rodian off of his perch!

A warbling scream fills the space just overhead the Jawa. The large pirate goes head over heels, right into the hole, before a sickening thud and an equally sickening silence comes from the dark space.

OOC:

Plok and Knibbec are freed up to move!

Feb 26, 2025 8:32 am

Feb 26, 2025 8:32 am

The Legion’s Foil

The door finally starts to slough off its holdings, and Hss’kas can just make out the blue figure of Thorsh in the dark beyond.

More clacking, as Stormtrooper armor gathers in the pirate’s position. As quick as he had seen Thorsh, the Jedi just as quickly sees the white shape of a Stormtrooper’s helmet at the barricade, and looking directly at the Jedi!

"We tried to do this nice, pi…"
The Stormtrooper starts his threat, and then stops up short!

"It’s… It’s a Jedi!! All units, on my positions! Immediately!!"
The trooper tries to flee and rejoin the line, but Hss’kas has the drop on him!

OOC:

You’re up first! You can slip into the next room, or you can start stabbing!

Feb 26, 2025 8:34 am

Feb 26, 2025 8:34 am

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

Rebels are up first! A pretty critical round here, as you can get to Hss’kas to assist, or try he can try hold Thorsh hostage, or you can push your advantage on all sides!

Lucky you! You’re up!

Feb 26, 2025 8:57 am

Feb 26, 2025 8:57 am

The Legion’s Foil

PQ continues the fight with the pirate.

Rolls

AGI (defense) - (1d20-2)

(20) - 2 = 18

PRS (attack), damage - (1d20+2, 1d6)

1d20+2 : (16) + 2 = 18

1d6 : (5) = 5

Feb 26, 2025 9:06 am

Feb 26, 2025 9:06 am

The Legion’s Foil

In the chaos, it doesn’t take long for the whole thing to play out! The Quarren steps forward, intent making one of the droids pay for attacking him, despite his beckoning you in close!

But then C4PQ’s blaster rings out, and the pirate slumps dead. Singed flesh stings those with nostrils to smell it! The pirate dies instantly, slumping down so that C4PQ has to pull his feet free from beneath the now-dead body…

Feb 26, 2025 9:28 am

Feb 26, 2025 9:28 am

The Legion’s Foil

C4PQ stood motionless for a moment, his photoreceptors flickering as the scent of singed flesh wafted through the air. He glanced down at the crumpled Quarren beneath him, his servos humming faintly as he wrenched his feet free from the limp body.

"Oh dear," he muttered, his voice jittering. "I do hope the Alliance doesn’t require too much detail in my mission report… Such violence is so uncivilized."

His photoreceptors tracked the struggling forms of Plok and Knibbec just as the massive Rodian pirate toppled into the shaft with a final, warbling scream.

"Oh my—this mission is rapidly spiraling into barbarism," C4PQ declared, joining his companions with its new found blaster at the ready.

Last edited February 26, 2025 9:28 am

Knibbec Knasses

Feb 26, 2025 11:51 am

Feb 26, 2025 11:51 am

The Legion’s Foil

Knibbec scrambles out of the way just as the large rodian tumbles down the shaft.

"The bigger they are, the faster they fall. Until terminal velocity anyway."

Now back on solid ground, he pulls his blaster out and hides behind the rodian's hover chair for cover. "Two down! You all should give up and join us! Or at least retreat."

Feb 26, 2025 3:56 pm

Feb 26, 2025 3:56 pm

The Legion’s Foil

It was not the Jedi way to cut down the retreating stormtrooper, certainly not out of fear of failure or anger at being discovered. If Hss'kas had to fight his way out again, he would confidently do so, but at this point it was crucial to get to Thorsh. The Trandoshan let the trooper go; instead he swiftly ducked into the lab that Thorsh had holed herself up in, surveying the room to see if he would have to deal with anyone else inside, and more importantly if there were any other exits apart from the one he entered through.

"Hello there," Hss'kas remarked laconically, observing to see what Ado Thorsh was up to, whether she was pointing a blaster in his direction. Could he tell what the lab work was all about, that was so important to the Alliance for them to want her? And were they closer to understanding how this outpost came to be here?

OOC:

Surveying the room quick, before the troopers arrive!

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Feb 26, 2025 8:18 pm

Feb 26, 2025 8:18 pm

The Legion’s Foil

Plunking down into what almost seems like a cockpit for someone his size, Plok takes control of the repulsor-chair… and its blaster.

He says something* to Knibbec quickly, then glides the chair over towards where the Stormtroopers are trying to fight their way into the room, past Glarc and the other pirates who are already fighting back against the Imperial forces.

PEW-PEW flashes the chair blaster, sending heavy bolts of energy down that corridor! PEW-PEW! If he manages to take out a troopers or two, or a probe droid — great! And if one of the pirates flanking the door happens to get in the way, well…

* Did you get the codes?! Climb aboard! This thing is like a repulsor tank!

OOC:

Say, did Greeg land on that Impy at the bottom of the well?

Edit: Looks like maybe a hit. How much damage does this thing do?

Last edited February 26, 2025 8:18 pm

Rolls

Chair Blaster (vs. DR 12?) (Is there a bonus for the chair / vehicle?) - (1d20+0)

(17) = 17

Feb 27, 2025 1:43 am

Feb 27, 2025 1:43 am

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

Defense roll = 10

AC-D3 keeps swinging! "Let me at 'em! Let me at 'em!" He's determined to slash down anything that comes toward PQ. But, if he sees a discard blaster from a fallen foe, he will pick that up and switch to blaster mode!

Last edited February 27, 2025 2:05 am

Rolls

defense roll (AGI) - (1d20+0)

(10) = 10

attack! - (1d20+0)

(17) = 17

Knibbec Knasses

Feb 27, 2025 3:10 am

Feb 27, 2025 3:10 am

The Legion’s Foil

"Yeah, I got the codes! I almost felt bad for blasting him after!" The jawa climbs aboard the hover tank.

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Feb 27, 2025 3:45 am

Feb 27, 2025 3:45 am

The Legion’s Foil

PEW PEW PEW! goes the chair-blaster, and Plok shouts something* to the Jawa as he keeps firing! PEW PEW!

* For real?! NICE!

Mar 3, 2025 1:15 am

Mar 3, 2025 1:15 am

The Legion’s Foil

Hss’kas ducks into the room, and is greeted with an array of flashing red. Each of the consoles in the small laboratory signal warnings and catastrophic failures…

Ado Thorsh

"You…" Ado Thorsh says, a blaster in her hand but not raised at the Jedi. She steps around a table, so at least that much is between her and the Jedi, should he choose to strike!

"Your kind… We had heard rumors." she goes on, and her eyes fall on the sword in the Trandoshan’s hand. It’s like competes with the consoles in the room…

Hss’kas looks beyond and behind the Imperial Scientist and spies another exit at the far side. An avenue for retreat, if she needed one.

"Come to take your revenge?" she says, moving about the room, but making sure to keep space between herself and Hss’kas. He gets the impression that she is trying to see behind him; to check if her cavalry was soon approaching!

Mar 3, 2025 5:20 am

Mar 3, 2025 5:20 am

The Legion’s Foil

AC-D3 watches Plok and Knibbec race off in the hover chair, but realizes their objective is down the other passage.

"Com'on, PQ! Let's go get this Thorsh lady. The Jedi has probably cut through that door by now."

He scoops the fallen blaster off the floor and hides it behind his bulky body. Just before they leave, he spits the mouse droid out of his trash compactor and into the shaft, where he can't cause harm (hopefully).

"That thing was useless! Alright, let's move out!"

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Mar 3, 2025 5:36 am

Mar 3, 2025 5:36 am

The Legion’s Foil

PEW!
(Damage for the Chair Blaster. Also I am SO MAD about that blaster the droid just took!)

Last edited March 3, 2025 5:37 am

Rolls

PEW! - (1d6)

(3) = 3

Mar 3, 2025 6:37 am

Mar 3, 2025 6:37 am

The Legion’s Foil

The doors swooosh open between the elevator room and the room now filled to the brim with Imperial Troopers; their sights set on hunting down a prized Jedi.

Several blasters turn towards the door, and then emerges C4PQ and AC-D3. Red light blasts from Greeg’s discarded blaster, as AC-D3 commits to the flank! Little did he know that he was buying Hss’kas precious time to grab the prize before they could make their way back to the ship!

The blast finds white armor, and a stormtrooper slumps down, before the others open fire on the droids!

One trooper’s shot finds AC-D3!

OOC:

4 Damage! That’ll bring you to zero, if someone doesn’t Destiny that damage!

Rolls

Damage - (1d6)

(4) = 4

Mar 3, 2025 6:44 am

Mar 3, 2025 6:44 am

The Legion’s Foil

Atop their new heavy machinery, Knibbec and Plok zip towards the south-most exit back to the hanger. Pirates look back, with worry on the their faces, as the murderous rebels approach.

Then the Rodian Bounty Hunter lines up some shots to go between the pirates, and into the troopers beyond. Heavy pews ring out, and then a spark shoots out from someone in the dark room beyond. Plok had found his target!

As he pushes the advance, pirates open fire into the room also!

Rolls

Pirate Attacks - (3d20)

(81511) = 34

Mar 3, 2025 6:46 am

Mar 3, 2025 6:46 am

The Legion’s Foil

A torrent of laser fire! Redd, supporting a firing ZS-24, pour their weapons onto the white armor. Glarc charges in soon after the giant chair that held Knibbec and Plok, and goes at the troopers with his heavy and brutal melee weapon!

Where there had once been five troopers, there was now only one!

It would be small work for Knibbec to shoot the last trooper and free up this flank; giving both rebels and pirates an escape route back to the hanger!

Mar 3, 2025 6:50 am

Mar 3, 2025 6:50 am

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

AC-D3 might be down. His fate will impact what happens with Hss’kas and C4PQ.

The south room is almost clear, save for one trooper that Knibbec might want to shoot this turn.

After that, it’s the Stormtroopers go!

Knibbec Knasses

Mar 3, 2025 7:53 am

Mar 3, 2025 7:53 am

The Legion’s Foil

Knibbec puts one foot on the top of the hover chair with one foot inside, in a power spread for maximum balance. He screams "Utinni!" as he opens fire at the remaining trooper!

OOC:

I feel its my Destiny to re-roll that!

Last edited March 3, 2025 7:59 am

Rolls

+0 - AGI - (1d20+0)

(7) = 7

+0 - AGI - (1d20+0)

(5) = 5

Mar 3, 2025 10:12 am

Mar 3, 2025 10:12 am

The Legion’s Foil

"Revenge?" Hss'kas replied quizzically. "I bear no grudge against the likes of you. However, the Alliance has need of your knowledge. Call off the stormtroopers, now. And either come with me willingly, or I will not be as courteous." With that, the Jedi leapt into action over the table, closing the gap in a split second, saber flashing in a dizzying spin. He wasn't about to cut Thorsh down, but only wanted to knock Thorsh out if she didn't comply, but she didn't have to know that. "Now."

OOC:

Giving Thorsh just one second to acquiesce and call off the troopers. If she doesn't comply, Hss'kas will attempt to knock her out. Putting out a Str roll.

Last edited March 3, 2025 11:30 am

Rolls

Knock her out? - (1d20+2)

(12) + 2 = 14

Mar 3, 2025 10:29 am

Mar 3, 2025 10:29 am

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

If AC is down, CP will help/carry him. Otherwise, we wil try to make our way to the Jedi and get to this Thorsh lady.

Mar 3, 2025 2:01 pm

Mar 3, 2025 2:01 pm

The Legion’s Foil

AC-D3 takes the hit square in the reactor. Black smoke billows out of the hole in his body. He looks up to PQ as his optical sensors fade "PQ, you gotta make it out of here alive..."

OOC:

I'm at zero hp... rolling 1d4 on the broken table...

[ +- ] Broken table

His lights fade and blaster falls out of his grabber arm as he keels over...

Last edited March 3, 2025 2:10 pm

Rolls

broken table - (1d4)

(4) = 4

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Mar 4, 2025 6:00 am

Mar 4, 2025 6:00 am

The Legion’s Foil

Somewhere, over the sound of much pew-pewing, Plok can be heard sniggering.

Mar 4, 2025 9:49 am

Mar 4, 2025 9:49 am

The Legion’s Foil

C4PQ stands frozen for a moment, his photoreceptors dimming slightly as the small plumes of smoke rise from AC-D3’s motionless form. His servos click faintly as he tightens his grip on the blaster, but there’s no grand gesture, no dramatic cry. Just a faint, static-laced sigh.

"Oh, AC…" his voice crackles, softer than usual. "I did tell you to stay behind..."

He steps closer, nudging AC’s fallen blaster with the tip of his foot before stooping down to retrieve it. There’s no time for mourning — not properly.

"No sense in wasting good hardware," he mutters, more to himself than anyone else, before turning sharply toward the firefight ahead.

Even in loss, protocol must be maintained.

Mar 4, 2025 10:55 am

Mar 4, 2025 10:55 am

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

Alright! Time to jump out of combat… for now. The southern flank is destroyed, and Hss’kas has Thorsh. The Stormtroopers won’t chance her getting killed, I don’t think!

Mar 4, 2025 11:06 am

Mar 4, 2025 11:06 am

The Legion’s Foil

Knibbec tries to land a shot on the last Stormtrooper, even as he turns tall to fall back to the hanger. Both shots go wide, and both Knibbec and Plok enter the room proper and see the carnage that had been wrought by Rebel and Pirate alike.

Four dead stormtrooper, and one slinking back through the hole that Hss’kas had earlier cut open, only to unleash the malfunctioning droid.

"Fall back to the Hanger! Cut off their escape!"

Ado Thorsh

"The Alliance! A Jedi and a Rebel. They should have made sure to get you when they enacted Order 6…" but by then it’s clear that she has no intention of coming willingly, and so Hss’kas brings down a heavy blow on the side of her head, knocking her out instantly.

The Jedi does well to catch her before she hits the cold, Imperial floor of the strange station… As Hss’kas stoops to catch the Chiss, he sees some words on the monitor Ado had been at when he first entered the room:

Planetary Hyperdrive Malfunctioning

C4PQ watches his ally, his friend, go down in sparks and smoke. The droid is about to turn his blaster on the troopers, ignoring AC-D3’s dying wish, when the comms from the one surviving trooper on the other flank comes through.

"The Pirates have the target. Falling back to the Hanger! Call reinforcements!"
The four remaining Stormtroopers could surely dispatch of C4PQ easily enough. Perhaps they should… But they have a mission, and maybe they thought a Protocol Droid didn’t have it in them to really strike back against the Empire, even after they’d just gunned down his fellow Rebel!

Mar 4, 2025 3:30 pm

Mar 4, 2025 3:30 pm

The Legion’s Foil

With Thorsh temporarily lights out, and what sounded like the stormtroopers retreating, Hss'kas took a moment to quickly check the other exit to see where that led to. Then, back out again through the way he came, to see the aftermath of the firefight and the fallen form of AC-D3! "C4PQ, will you be able to see what can be downloaded from Thorsh's computer banks?" The Jedi walked over to the power droid. The Force surrounded all things, both living and inorganic. Now Hss'kas summoned its power to envelope AC-D3.

OOC:

Spending my Destiny point on reviving AC-D3!

Last edited March 4, 2025 5:36 pm

Knibbec Knasses

Mar 5, 2025 2:06 am

Mar 5, 2025 2:06 am

The Legion’s Foil

Knibbec pumps a blaster-holding fist at the retreating stormtrooper. "Yeah you better run! I missed on purpose to spare you! Don't you waste my generosity and try to come back!" He gets back into the hoverchair and crams himself next to Plok, as uncomfortable as that was. "We should meet back up with Hiss Kiss and his stupid light sword. I don't think our luck will hold out forever. Did you see what they did to poor AC-D3?!"

Mar 5, 2025 2:13 am

Mar 5, 2025 2:13 am

The Legion’s Foil

As AC-D3 lies there, he suddenly stands up ... "What the ... ?" he realizes that the Mouse Droid took the brunt of the blast, and the smoke coming out of him actually belongs to that little fucker? "Thank the Maker! But how did the blast get redirected ...?" He senses the Jedi's work here, and feels a sense of awe flooding through his circuits!

OOC:

Damage reduced by 2, so I'm down to 2 hp rather than zero! Thanks Bedzone!

Last edited March 5, 2025 2:13 am

Rolls

destiny! reducing damage by ... - (1d4)

(2) = 2

Mar 5, 2025 3:21 am

Mar 5, 2025 3:21 am

The Legion’s Foil

The ancient texts spoke of only one who had power to cheat death, and it wasn't something the light side meditated on, for the Jedi believed in rejoining the Force when their time came.

That said, life was precious, even those of the inorganics. Hss'kas did not bring AyCee back from the dead; he merely persuaded the blaster bolt to focus on the mouse droid instead. The Jedi had proper respect for droids, and this power droid was as feisty and hardy as they came.

"This station's malfunctioning hyperdrive explains why they are here. Perhaps it is tech that the Alliance could benefit from."

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Mar 5, 2025 5:58 am

Mar 5, 2025 5:58 am

The Legion’s Foil

The look of glee on Plok's face at the Jawa's question fades as he putters the repulsor chair over towards the others -- and sees AC-D3 getting up. He unleashes a babbling stream of strange-sounding words as they join up with the rest of the group.

*I did see that. I did! I was sure he was a goner! Those Stormtroopers really are terrible shots!

Mar 5, 2025 6:56 am

Mar 5, 2025 6:56 am

The Legion’s Foil

"Press that button Plok, it has a translator." Hss'kas saw the Rodian float back their way, and couldn't resist pointing out the obvious: the communicator function built into the hover chair.

OOC:

I totally made that up, if that's allowed!

Mar 5, 2025 7:38 am

Mar 5, 2025 7:38 am

The Legion’s Foil

Checking the room beyond the Lab, Hss’kas finds himself in the Shield Array room. Each console seems to correspond with each of the destroyed shield generators the Rebels had passed on their way in. Destroyed, in whatever mishap had occurred during Planetary Hyperdrive…

And then you are all gathered over the form of AC-D3, as the droid seems to shake off whatever electrical current had run through him when the Mouse Droid was blasted.

Speaking of how good a shot the Stormtroopers were, the Pirates seem to be taking the fight to them in the hanger even now; desperate to get to their ship and get away before the inevitable reinforcements arrive from the Star Destroyer.

OOC:

You can grab up Thorsh, but your ship is in the hanger! To get away will require getting through the fire fight. Do you wait until it dies down, or do you join the fray?

https://i.imgur.com/QMbxtjV.jpeg

Mar 5, 2025 2:31 pm

Mar 5, 2025 2:31 pm

The Legion’s Foil

C4PQ’s photoreceptors brighten with something close to joy — or as close as a protocol droid can manage — as AC-D3 stirs and rises from the floor.

"AC! You marvelous, stubborn little spark plug! I knew they couldn’t keep you down!"

He claps his hands together once, a sharp metallic clink, before stepping forward and giving AC’s dented dome a quick pat — gentle, for a droid with his strength.

"Between your luck and my eloquence, we may yet make it off this station in one piece."

Without further ceremony, C4PQ swivels and strides toward the terminal where Ado Thorsh had been working, his fingers flexing as if to prepare for the delicate work ahead. His servos whir softly as he reaches for the terminal, his hands hovering over the controls for a moment longer than necessary.

"Let’s see what secrets you were so desperate to keep, shall we?"

He begins interfacing with the system, his fingers moving rapidly over the keys. As he works, he narrates — mostly for himself, but also for AC, who he’s certain is listening.

"Logs, manifests, command overrides… planetary hyperdrive schematics, maybe?"

For all his diplomatic flair, there’s just a hint of malice beneath the surface now. The Empire, after all, had already taken enough from him today.

Rolls

KNW (Computer search) - (1d20-1)

(7) - 1 = 6

Mar 6, 2025 10:45 am

Mar 6, 2025 10:45 am

The Legion’s Foil

"A planetary hyperdrive." Hss'kas paused for a moment to see if that fact sunk in on anyone else.

Mar 7, 2025 7:36 am

Mar 7, 2025 7:36 am

The Legion’s Foil

It explained the misplaced fauna, and the ravaged landscape. The console in the room you now stood in had once shown a lush jungle planet, before Hss’kas had altered the display to hide his doings from the troopers…

You had seen no such foliage on your approach. Whatever malfunction, whatever tear in the force that Hss’kas had felt earlier, had left the moon bald and barren, and made charred husks of the Imperials stationed here. All, save for Thorsh and the man in the hole…

In the few moments before Hss’kas had cut through, it becomes apparent to C4PQ that Thorsh had been hard at work deleting her work and covering her tracks. To understand what had occurred, the Rebellion would have to take her alive, and make her talk!

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Mar 7, 2025 3:59 pm

Mar 7, 2025 3:59 pm

The Legion’s Foil

While some of the others work on the console to pull what data they can, and presumably work to secure the mean Imperial lady, Plok cruises the (very) light repulsor-tank towards the door that leads to the hangar. The hangar, their ship, and escape -- if they can manage to get past the Imperial tractor beams!

PEW-PEW! fires the chair tank blaster. PEW-PEW!

Hitting the Stormtroopers from both sides should do the trick, picking them off as they fight the pirates from the other direction!

OOC:

Possible to lower the DR since they Troopers are probably focused on the pirates in the east?

Rolls

AGI+0 for blaster blast blasting vs DR12? - (1d20+0)

(15) = 15

Damage? - (1d6)

(3) = 3

Mar 7, 2025 4:48 pm

Mar 7, 2025 4:48 pm

The Legion’s Foil

"We need her alive," PQ says. "Whatever happened here, whatever twisted this place into… this, it’s locked inside her head now. The files are gone — she made sure of that — but her memory…"

He steps back from the console, gesturing toward the Jedi and the prisoner. "We cannot afford to lose her, Master Hss’kas. Not to the Imperials. Not to the void. Let's get out of here."

If we are unable to fight against the stormtroopers, PQ will check the corridors leaving room 9.

Knibbec Knasses

Mar 8, 2025 10:16 am

Mar 8, 2025 10:16 am

The Legion’s Foil

Knibbec stays in the (very) light repulsor-tank and fires his blaster pistol at the stormtroopers.

Rolls

Pew Pew - (1d20)

(12) = 12

Mar 8, 2025 1:27 pm

Mar 8, 2025 1:27 pm

The Legion’s Foil

How did Thorsh survive, that was part of the mystery. Knibbec had ended the other Imperial in the elevator chute, so there was no way to interrogate him. The Jedi had the beginnings of an explanation in his head: the failure of the shield generators meant that the life on the moon was not protected from the warp. But now was not the time to test his theory by interrogating the knocked-out Thorsh. 'Then we must leave with her See-Forepiqueue." He handed the living database over to the droid.

Could they get away from the Stormtroopers, and then subsequently outrun the Star Destroyers? Hss'kas stared at the shield array. Could they turn it back on? That would prevent further reinforcements from arrving, and protect against attack runs.

OOC:

How about it? Any chance we can put the shields up?

Mar 8, 2025 10:41 pm

Mar 8, 2025 10:41 pm

The Legion’s Foil

"If those shield generators can turn on, I can power them," AC-D3 suggest. "Blink 'em in and out for us to fire through, just like back on Cadomai Prime," he says, recalling an earlier mission they survived.

Mar 9, 2025 12:16 am

Mar 9, 2025 12:16 am

The Legion’s Foil

Hss'kas nodded, marvelling at the power droid's resilience. "Only if you've fully regenerated from that last blowback. Let's quickly look at the shields."

At the same time, Hss'kas kept an ear out in case Plok and Knibbec needed an extra hand with the skirmish.

Mar 10, 2025 7:22 am

Mar 10, 2025 7:22 am

The Legion’s Foil

OOC:

Pew! Pew!

Rolls

Attacks vs Stormtroopers - (3d20)

(41511) = 30

Trooper Morale - (2d6)

(35) = 8

Mar 10, 2025 7:32 am

Mar 10, 2025 7:32 am

The Legion’s Foil

Plok and Knibbec whooosh into the hanger room once more, firing blasters as they go! The three pirates are hiding behind the frame of the door which Hss’kas had cut through earlier; releasing the explosive droid out into the hanger.

Two stormtroopers already lay dead on the hanger floor, mixing in with the broken and battered droids scattered everywhere. Plok bears down on one more with heavy chair-laser fire. The trooper lets out a quick scream before being thrown head over heels to the hanger floor… dead.

Knibbec catches yet another in the back, as he runs to take cover behind your very own ship. He tumbles over immediately, and his blaster goes skittering across the hanger floor.

Only one trooper remains, under fire from both sides. Seeing the shocks of white now littering the floor, he tosses down his blaster, puts his hand up a moment in surrender, and then turns tail and races for the TiE Fighter he had flown in on…

Mar 10, 2025 7:44 am

Mar 10, 2025 7:44 am

The Legion’s Foil

Thorsh is thrust into the arms of the protocol droid, C4-PQ. It now lay on his shoulders to get the Chiss scientist to safety! The droid enters into the hanger just as the last Stormtrooper flees for his ship.

Stormtroopers would be the least of the droid’s concerns. Plok has the right of it. There was still the Imperial Star Destroyer out there; though at a distance. It would take some skill and a little luck to escape without getting caught by that terrible warship.

Hss’kas and AC-D3 hang back, to further examine the ruined mess that was the shield generators. They would help the Rebels escape, if they could be made operational. It would at least shield them from the heavy fire they would surely come under, once the Imperials realized that re-securing Thorsh was not an option. Better to kill her than have her fall into the Rebellion’s lap.

Whatever they were about to do with these fried consoles, they’d better do it now!

OOC:

DR16 Knw check! Advantage to whoever rolls for it! Or roll separate, if that feels better!

Mar 10, 2025 9:00 am

Mar 10, 2025 9:00 am

The Legion’s Foil

"What do you think AyCee? The pirates can risk the Star Destroyer as they fly off. But we can certainly shield ourselves first from the expected barrage before getting Thorsh away safely." Hss'kas moved around the consoles with some familiarity, but deferred to AC-D3 for the proper workings of the shield generators.

OOC:

Both of us have the same Knw stat, but Len can roll it with advantage!

Knibbec Knasses

Mar 10, 2025 12:59 pm

Mar 10, 2025 12:59 pm

The Legion’s Foil

Knibbec lets out a yodel of triumph! "I love the sight of stormtroopers high-tailing it out of here! I have a good feeling about the success of this mission, Plok!"

Mar 11, 2025 7:48 am

Mar 11, 2025 7:48 am

The Legion’s Foil

Imperceptible from this massive distance, a second squadron of TIE Fighter’s are disgorged from the massive Star Destroyer. Even now, they zip across the space to assault the desolate moon base…

https://i.imgur.com/4dqRloV.jpeg

Mar 11, 2025 11:25 am

Mar 11, 2025 11:25 am

The Legion’s Foil

AC-D3 saunters up to the damaged machinery and begins his analysis of the the shield generators. "I got this one, Hss'kss." The Jedi might understand the force, but the droid understood power.

Alas, he is unable to find a working solution. The generators are too far gone!

"We'd better get to the ship... these aren't the generators we're looking for."

Last edited March 11, 2025 11:27 am

Rolls

knw DR 16 with adv - (2d20h1+0)

(710) = 10

Mar 11, 2025 3:22 pm

Mar 11, 2025 3:22 pm

The Legion’s Foil

"There's one more place we can try, to keep the TIE fighters off our backs, and perhaps even drive off the Star Destroyer. The command room. I found the troopers dead, but the various systems should still be functional." Hss'kas was of course referring to the room whose door he had opened, the one right next to the hangar where the booby-trapped droid originated from. The Jedi nodded to AC-D3 when the power droid could not get the shield generators to work again, and then led the way back towards the hangar in order to reach the command room.

OOC:

We've got weapon systems there right?

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Mar 12, 2025 5:18 am

Mar 12, 2025 5:18 am

The Legion’s Foil

Plok joins in Knibbec’s yodeling, not quite sure what he’s saying as he glides the very light repulsion tank towards their ship. He barks out more gibberish as they make their break.

*Jawa yodeling, then — Yeah! Me too! Now let’s get outa here! I’m taking this sled with us, I think it’ll fit in the hold!

Mar 12, 2025 7:35 am

Mar 12, 2025 7:35 am

The Legion’s Foil

C4PQ, Knibbec, and Plok all race for the ship, lowering the ramp and throwing themselves aboard. At the same moment, you see Redd, Glarc and an injured ZS-24 do the same. They don’t hold their blasters on you in that moment. You suspect it’s a race for who can get out of hanger first, and maybe slip the notice of the Imperials in favor of easier pickings.

A task made more difficult by AC-D3 and Hss’kas trying and failing to get the shields up. They enter into the hanger, just as C4PQ ties and secures Ado Thorsh into her chair.

Hss’kas, for his part, makes for the old burned out command center. Plok and Knibbec has just come through that way, and left Stormtroopers in their wake…

The Jedi frantically searches for an operational anti-aircraft system!

OOC:

Same roll. Advantage, if AC helps you!

Mar 12, 2025 7:44 am

Mar 12, 2025 7:44 am

The Legion’s Foil

"Go go!" Hss'kas urged the others on to get to their ship. He ducked into the command centre, almost certain that he saw some kind of defensive system to repel aggressors, apart from merely the shield generators. If there were, they could be used to hold the TIE squadron at bay, or even drive them off!

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Mar 12, 2025 7:48 am

Mar 12, 2025 7:48 am

The Legion’s Foil

One panel caught his attention as he dashed in, the one he missed earlier because there were dead troopers slumped over the panel, the controls for turreted autocannons! The Jedi punched the coordinates quickly to aim the guns and hoped for the best, and re-used the fallen bodies to hold the firing buttons in place.

Then with the speed of the Force, he flew out of the room towards their ship!

Mar 12, 2025 8:33 am

Mar 12, 2025 8:33 am

The Legion’s Foil

C4PQ moves with methodical precision, dragging Ado Thorsh toward one of the passenger chairs. He isn’t gentle, but he isn’t cruel either—just efficient.

He produces a length of synth-cord from a compartment in his chassis, looping it around her wrists and securing them tightly behind the chair. Another coil wraps around her torso, pinning her firmly to the seat. The droid tugs at the bindings, testing their strength. Satisfied, he steps back and tilts his head.

"Comfortable? No? Good." His voice carries no malice, but there’s no mistaking the underlying satisfaction in his tone. "I imagine the Rebel Alliance will have quite a few questions for you. I do hope you’ll be… cooperative."

He turns on his heel without waiting for a response—she’s still unconscious, after all. There’s still a battle to win, and a ship to get off the ground.

Mar 13, 2025 1:59 am

Mar 13, 2025 1:59 am

The Legion’s Foil

Tense moments pass! The crew of the Meridian Astra stall and stall, waiting for Hss’kas to re-emerge. The pirates board their ship, without so much as a goodbye. You watch as the ramp is pulled up, and then the engines spring to life.

The thing lifts off, hovering for a moment in the hanger, before whooshing off and out of the shield barrier you had stabilized earlier to return atmosphere to the Imperial base.

The TIE fighters are still too far to intercept the escaping pirates, but they are approaching fast. More moments pass, and the small squadron is growing larger and larger the longer Hss’kas fiddles with the machine. You’re sure that they will be on you soon; surrounding your small ship.

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Just when your thoughts begin to weigh up whether you should leave the Jedi behind to secure the Imperial Scientist, heavy blaster fire begins to pour down onto the TIE fighter squadron. From somewhere on the periphery of the base, Hss’Kas has pumped life back into the base defenses, and they are turning their weapons on to the approaching craft.

Several of the TIE Fighters burst into shrapnel, while the remaining two peel off and keep their distance.

Hss’kas returns to the ship, and the ramp closes behind him. Just as the Jedi boards the ship, and final preparations are made, you lift off. C4PQ notices a yanking against the restraints he had placed on Ado Thorsh…

Ado Thorsh

"You fools will pay dearly for this!" comes the bitter words of the bound Imperial.

FIN

Mar 13, 2025 10:58 am

Mar 13, 2025 10:58 am

The Legion’s Foil

The moon was still something worth investigating, but Hss'kas had run out of time and opportunity to fully explore the facility, for the Empire had arrived to reclaim what was theirs. It was dangerous technology, one with far reaching consequences, if the Empire were to be able to move entire planets across the galaxy. For now, the Rebels had a slight advantage; in capturing Ado Thorsh, they could stymie the advance of this research. Whether or not they could themselves put this knowledge to good use was something else to explore for a later time.

The Jedi would travel with his ragtag team back to base, but after that he would have to disappear again until required by the Alliance. The Imperials now know where he was last sighted, and Tragen Foul would surely pick up his scent again. These were still dark times for the Order, what was left of it ...

Mar 13, 2025 11:53 am

Mar 13, 2025 11:53 am

The Legion’s Foil

C4PQ sat in silence, his photoreceptors dimming slightly as he processed the events that had just unfolded. The Meridian Astra hummed beneath his feet, its engines carrying them away from the Imperial base, from the chaos they had narrowly escaped. He cast a final glance at Ado Thorsh, still bound to her chair, her eyes burning with fury.

He knew the Rebellion would want answers—secrets pried from her mind to halt whatever dark ambitions the Empire had been chasing on that forsaken moon. But for C4PQ, the mission had been more than just another act of defiance against the Empire.

For all his meticulous planning, for all the calculations running through his circuits, nothing had prepared him for the split-second choices that had defined their survival. AC-D3 had nearly been lost. Hss’kas had taken risks no Jedi should have. And C4PQ himself had fired a weapon in anger—a deviation from his protocol that he would archive but never analyze too deeply.

There was no time for self-reflection. He had data to compile, mission reports to dictate, and a prisoner to monitor. The Rebellion would move forward, with or without Ado. But for now, he would play his part, ever the dutiful droid, ever the unseen piece in a game that stretched across the stars.

For now, that would have to be enough.

Knibbec Knasses

Mar 13, 2025 12:54 pm

Mar 13, 2025 12:54 pm

The Legion’s Foil

Knibbec is cheerfully stunned silent. "We...survived?" He looks at the others. His facial expression is unreadable for obvious reasons but his joy is easy to read in his body language. He draws both blaster pistols and pretend pew pews into the air. After several moments he twirls the blasters and puts one back in his holster, the other in his leather jacket pocket. "So, what adventure awaits us next?"

Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire

Mar 14, 2025 3:57 am

Mar 14, 2025 3:57 am

The Legion’s Foil

Polishing the exterior of his new ride, rubbing out blaster scorch marks and various stains left by its previous owner, Plok ignores the jabbering Imperial. He gives AC-D3 a begrudging wassup lift of his chin when the droid trundles by, then the little bounty hunter says something chirpy and warbly to the celebrating Jawa.

*You know, if you get tired of carrying two blasters, I still need one. A blaster I mean. You have two, but I — I don’t have any. It’s just that if we get into a scrap again it might be nice if we’re all armed and dangerous. For the Rebellion! And any bounties we collect along the way!

Seriously. I’m okay with the one you prefer less!

Knibbec Knasses

Mar 14, 2025 2:26 pm

Mar 14, 2025 2:26 pm

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Knibbec nods. He hands over the Imperial's blaster. It was probably tainted anyway, not that he'd mention that to Plok. "Yeah, here you go. Although you owe me another blaster whenever we find one."

Mar 14, 2025 11:11 pm

Mar 14, 2025 11:11 pm

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AC-D3 hunkers down on the deck of the Meridian Astra at PQ's feet. He gets his friend to help him begin repairing the blaster holes in his armor, handing him the odd spanner. "Another one we pulled out of the shitter, PQ!"

AC-D3 was pretty annoyed at how under-powered the whole unit was. He addresses the team. "We got sent in here with box cutters and steak knives! We need to change things around here. Arm up. Not just blasters. Missile pods, turbo laser cannons, jet packs, you name it. Maybe get one of those AT-STs. Armed to the tits!"

After all, life was all about power.

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- Harrigan
  
  Plok, Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire
- Len
  
  AC-D3