Astrid whispers back to Zayvera. "Something tells me this one like the sound of its own voice, I'm sure you'll be fine." She shakes her head at the offer of a drink, instead glancing around the room to see if there are anymore guards hiding among the crates
You two decipher the droids goals, though it does take some thinking as droids act much... differently from organics. It seems to care about material and informational gain, and does not pose a direct threat to the group
To Astrid
You notice a fairly large exhaust shaft in the very back of the room, glowing almost. You also manage to notice 4 thugs scattered throughout the room, one of which being a large and muscular Twi'lek toying with a large knife. While the other 3 thugs are hiding, the Twi'lek is out in the open, just hard to spot unless you were searching the room
A bartender droid walks towards Zeyvera and Konnor, with the pleasant surprise of gold membrosia for Zeyvera, and some finely aged whiskey for Konnor. Switch had taken no visible offense towards Zeyvera's comment, or the refusal by some others to partake in a drink, but pauses and looks at Shang the instant that business comes up. "Whatever may you be referring to, Mr. Tzurille? I do not loan money to gamblers, as it is not an intelligent financial decision on my part." The droid mentions the name without any warning, along with subsequent information about the Nautolan. Switch seems to rotate his head towards Astrid after her, frankly rude, comment, then slowly rotates it back towards Shang, pausing at the other members of the group, as if waiting for a response.
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"Honor is a fools prize. Glory is of no use to the dead" Game/Dungeon Mastering in: Star Wars Dawn of Defiance Playing in: Three Sisters (The DM is currently MIA) "Everybody gets a nasty surprise one day. I'd rather take it standing up than when I'm laying down"
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Zayvera takes her glass from the droid, a little awkwardly as it takes a moment for her to differentiate between the two glasses, but once the drink is in her hand, she gives the droid a polite nod. While taking a sip from her drink Zayvera looks about the room taking note of all the live bodies within the hanger aside from her new companions, "Well it is a good thing we are not looking for a loan then, instead we are looking to purchase what it is you sell...Information."
Zayvera turns her attention towards Switch, the odd grey shape against the odd grey background, "I am sure you have at least an inkling of what it is we are searching for, given your extensive information network, so let's keep it simple. There is a package we are looking to pick up for a third party, this third party does not want this package to fall into imperial hands, so I would like to hear your starting price so that we may work out a final price and be on our way. If you would be so kind."
Perception16 (advantage from Force Sight to see living targets)
Konnor takes the glass of whiskey from the bartender droid. He lifts it toward Zayvera in a cheers before downing the whole thing in one swig.
He listens to Switch’s dialogue about Shang and then glances over toward Shang with a raised eyebrow. “Well… that’s unsettling.” He says before continuing to speak to Shang, “Friend of yours?” Konnor points towards Switch with the hand the now empty glass is in.
While the others talk, Astrid makes a show of looking at the thugs in the shadows, if not directly meeting their eyes, to let them know they weren't that inconspicuous.
Kita stares quizzically at Switch, awaiting a response to Zayvera's offer. In her mind, Zayvera hears Kita's voice saying: "I am not certain we can afford this droid's prices; do we have other offerings prepared? I don't believe I know enough of this place to give any worthwhile information, I'm afraid."
Shang grins tightly at Konnor, ‘We’ve not met before, no…’ he looks over to Switch afterwards ‘Rest assured I’m not such a bad gambler that I’ve needed to borrow money yet, Mr Switch, as I’m quite sure you’re aware…’ he raises an eyebrow in challenge.
Zayvera notices everything that Astrid had noticed last post.
The serving droid would quickly return and grab Konnors empty drink, not offering a refill as it brought it towards the large exhaust shaft in the back of the room, and threw it down. Switch goes on to purposefully ignore Zayvera's mention of a cargo, and says in his coruscanti voice "I do not harbor what you organics call friendship with anyone, much less your group, Mr Galehart. And yes, you may be lucky Mr Tzurille, but that luck most certainly will run out." The droid drew out his words, going out of his way to avoid the elephant in the conversation, until a light on his desk flickered on and back off. "What could you possibly be referring to, Ms Zeyvera? I do not seem to remember third party cargo. Then again, 50 credits may help to stir my memory of some 'package', as you have put it" After he said this, there is a pause, as presses a button, and the two gammorian guards outside leave their posts, travelling down a hallway adjacent to the one the party came through.
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"Honor is a fools prize. Glory is of no use to the dead" Game/Dungeon Mastering in: Star Wars Dawn of Defiance Playing in: Three Sisters (The DM is currently MIA) "Everybody gets a nasty surprise one day. I'd rather take it standing up than when I'm laying down"
Zayvera takes a sip of her drink as she notes the other live bodies in the room, then she places a hand on her hip while tilting her head slightly to the side as if to ask, Really? Reaching into her pocket Zayvera pulls out a 50 credit chip then holds it out to Switch but about two or three feet to the left of him.
"How is your memory doing now?" she asks to the open air.
In response to Switch’s statement toward him, Konnor says, “Not a friend in the world huh? Now ain’t that a lonely life…” The latter part being more to himself than toward anyone in particular.
Then, seeing Zeyvera holding the credits out too far to the left of Switch; Konnor approaches her. Maintaining a straight face, he gently pushes her arm about two or three feet to the right so that the offering is now facing directly toward Switch. Still standing beside Zeyvera, he adds, “Yea. How’s it now?”
"Much better, after your kind reminders, Mr Galehard, and Ms Zeyvera" Switch reaches out to the 50 credit chip and grabs it with his two metal fingers, motioning to his astromech droid, who has a secret compartment that opens up atop of its domed head, and with the drop of the chip into the droid, a clang is heard. "I am in fact holding cargo for a person you have been in contact with, Maya was it? Now as for the cargos nature, or the safe turnover of the package, it will have to cost you. I am a droid of reason, so I am willing to offer both up for the eminently reasonable sum of a measly 1000 credits. However, we can come to other arrangements if you find that to be... too costly" From the hallway, grunts are heard, as if it was from a pig exerting itself, followed by the ring of many blaster bolts, and the sound of something falling. "I am prepared for negotiations following this upcoming tussle" The thugs in the room come into plain view, and raise their blasters towards the doorway, while switch sits calmly, un-phased by what is occurring outside.
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"Honor is a fools prize. Glory is of no use to the dead" Game/Dungeon Mastering in: Star Wars Dawn of Defiance Playing in: Three Sisters (The DM is currently MIA) "Everybody gets a nasty surprise one day. I'd rather take it standing up than when I'm laying down"
Astrid's eyes widen in surprise. "A thous..." Her sentence is cut off by the blaster fire, and she spins on her heels to face the door they entered through, vibrostaff at the ready.
Zayvera gives an exasperated sigh at the droid's price, knowing that while possible to gather the credits needed it would take time, time she was not sure they had. As the blaster fire gets louder Zayvera draws her bow from the small of her back and unfolds it, readying herself for the fight to come.
"Yes, I believe negotiations will be in order once we get this settled down,"she remarks as she turns towards the door raising her bow into a ready position.
Konnor stands calmly next to Zeyvera and in front of Switch. He glances over toward the commotion past the hallway and then back toward Switch. “Seems to me you’ve got a problem. How’s about me and my crew take care of whatever shows it’s ugly head through that hallway for you in exchange for our package?”
Astrid whispers back to Zayvera. "Something tells me this one like the sound of its own voice, I'm sure you'll be fine." She shakes her head at the offer of a drink, instead glancing around the room to see if there are anymore guards hiding among the crates
Perception: 22
To Shang and Kita
You two decipher the droids goals, though it does take some thinking as droids act much... differently from organics. It seems to care about material and informational gain, and does not pose a direct threat to the group
To Astrid
You notice a fairly large exhaust shaft in the very back of the room, glowing almost. You also manage to notice 4 thugs scattered throughout the room, one of which being a large and muscular Twi'lek toying with a large knife. While the other 3 thugs are hiding, the Twi'lek is out in the open, just hard to spot unless you were searching the room
A bartender droid walks towards Zeyvera and Konnor, with the pleasant surprise of gold membrosia for Zeyvera, and some finely aged whiskey for Konnor. Switch had taken no visible offense towards Zeyvera's comment, or the refusal by some others to partake in a drink, but pauses and looks at Shang the instant that business comes up. "Whatever may you be referring to, Mr. Tzurille? I do not loan money to gamblers, as it is not an intelligent financial decision on my part." The droid mentions the name without any warning, along with subsequent information about the Nautolan. Switch seems to rotate his head towards Astrid after her, frankly rude, comment, then slowly rotates it back towards Shang, pausing at the other members of the group, as if waiting for a response.
"Honor is a fools prize. Glory is of no use to the dead"
Game/Dungeon Mastering in:
Star Wars Dawn of Defiance
Playing in:
Three Sisters (The DM is currently MIA)
"Everybody gets a nasty surprise one day. I'd rather take it standing up than when I'm laying down"
Zayvera takes her glass from the droid, a little awkwardly as it takes a moment for her to differentiate between the two glasses, but once the drink is in her hand, she gives the droid a polite nod. While taking a sip from her drink Zayvera looks about the room taking note of all the live bodies within the hanger aside from her new companions, "Well it is a good thing we are not looking for a loan then, instead we are looking to purchase what it is you sell...Information."
Zayvera turns her attention towards Switch, the odd grey shape against the odd grey background, "I am sure you have at least an inkling of what it is we are searching for, given your extensive information network, so let's keep it simple. There is a package we are looking to pick up for a third party, this third party does not want this package to fall into imperial hands, so I would like to hear your starting price so that we may work out a final price and be on our way. If you would be so kind."
Perception 16 (advantage from Force Sight to see living targets)
Konnor takes the glass of whiskey from the bartender droid. He lifts it toward Zayvera in a cheers before downing the whole thing in one swig.
He listens to Switch’s dialogue about Shang and then glances over toward Shang with a raised eyebrow. “Well… that’s unsettling.” He says before continuing to speak to Shang, “Friend of yours?” Konnor points towards Switch with the hand the now empty glass is in.
While the others talk, Astrid makes a show of looking at the thugs in the shadows, if not directly meeting their eyes, to let them know they weren't that inconspicuous.
Kita stares quizzically at Switch, awaiting a response to Zayvera's offer. In her mind, Zayvera hears Kita's voice saying: "I am not certain we can afford this droid's prices; do we have other offerings prepared? I don't believe I know enough of this place to give any worthwhile information, I'm afraid."
Shang grins tightly at Konnor, ‘We’ve not met before, no…’ he looks over to Switch afterwards ‘Rest assured I’m not such a bad gambler that I’ve needed to borrow money yet, Mr Switch, as I’m quite sure you’re aware…’ he raises an eyebrow in challenge.
Zayvera notices everything that Astrid had noticed last post.
The serving droid would quickly return and grab Konnors empty drink, not offering a refill as it brought it towards the large exhaust shaft in the back of the room, and threw it down. Switch goes on to purposefully ignore Zayvera's mention of a cargo, and says in his coruscanti voice "I do not harbor what you organics call friendship with anyone, much less your group, Mr Galehart. And yes, you may be lucky Mr Tzurille, but that luck most certainly will run out." The droid drew out his words, going out of his way to avoid the elephant in the conversation, until a light on his desk flickered on and back off. "What could you possibly be referring to, Ms Zeyvera? I do not seem to remember third party cargo. Then again, 50 credits may help to stir my memory of some 'package', as you have put it" After he said this, there is a pause, as presses a button, and the two gammorian guards outside leave their posts, travelling down a hallway adjacent to the one the party came through.
"Honor is a fools prize. Glory is of no use to the dead"
Game/Dungeon Mastering in:
Star Wars Dawn of Defiance
Playing in:
Three Sisters (The DM is currently MIA)
"Everybody gets a nasty surprise one day. I'd rather take it standing up than when I'm laying down"
Zayvera takes a sip of her drink as she notes the other live bodies in the room, then she places a hand on her hip while tilting her head slightly to the side as if to ask, Really? Reaching into her pocket Zayvera pulls out a 50 credit chip then holds it out to Switch but about two or three feet to the left of him.
"How is your memory doing now?" she asks to the open air.
In response to Switch’s statement toward him, Konnor says, “Not a friend in the world huh? Now ain’t that a lonely life…” The latter part being more to himself than toward anyone in particular.
Then, seeing Zeyvera holding the credits out too far to the left of Switch; Konnor approaches her. Maintaining a straight face, he gently pushes her arm about two or three feet to the right so that the offering is now facing directly toward Switch. Still standing beside Zeyvera, he adds, “Yea. How’s it now?”
"Much better, after your kind reminders, Mr Galehard, and Ms Zeyvera" Switch reaches out to the 50 credit chip and grabs it with his two metal fingers, motioning to his astromech droid, who has a secret compartment that opens up atop of its domed head, and with the drop of the chip into the droid, a clang is heard. "I am in fact holding cargo for a person you have been in contact with, Maya was it? Now as for the cargos nature, or the safe turnover of the package, it will have to cost you. I am a droid of reason, so I am willing to offer both up for the eminently reasonable sum of a measly 1000 credits. However, we can come to other arrangements if you find that to be... too costly" From the hallway, grunts are heard, as if it was from a pig exerting itself, followed by the ring of many blaster bolts, and the sound of something falling. "I am prepared for negotiations following this upcoming tussle" The thugs in the room come into plain view, and raise their blasters towards the doorway, while switch sits calmly, un-phased by what is occurring outside.
"Honor is a fools prize. Glory is of no use to the dead"
Game/Dungeon Mastering in:
Star Wars Dawn of Defiance
Playing in:
Three Sisters (The DM is currently MIA)
"Everybody gets a nasty surprise one day. I'd rather take it standing up than when I'm laying down"
Astrid's eyes widen in surprise. "A thous..." Her sentence is cut off by the blaster fire, and she spins on her heels to face the door they entered through, vibrostaff at the ready.
Kita turns towards the door, his face creased with frustration.
Zayvera gives an exasperated sigh at the droid's price, knowing that while possible to gather the credits needed it would take time, time she was not sure they had. As the blaster fire gets louder Zayvera draws her bow from the small of her back and unfolds it, readying herself for the fight to come.
"Yes, I believe negotiations will be in order once we get this settled down," she remarks as she turns towards the door raising her bow into a ready position.
Konnor stands calmly next to Zeyvera and in front of Switch. He glances over toward the commotion past the hallway and then back toward Switch. “Seems to me you’ve got a problem. How’s about me and my crew take care of whatever shows it’s ugly head through that hallway for you in exchange for our package?”
Shang moves to stand next to the door, drawing out his vibrodagger ready for action.
’Your crew?’ he asks Konnor with a laugh, trying to break the tension somewhat.