Jongrin took his water and walked back to his table, grabbed up his pack, and then headed back towards the table where the beckoning Jedi sat. Jongrin looked him up and down, trying to get a measure of him, from behind his dark tinted goggles.
Jongrin took his water and walked back to his table, grabbed up his pack, and then headed back towards the table where the beckoning Jedi sat. Jongrin looked him up and down, trying to get a measure of him, from behind his dark tinted goggles.
"Good day, would you care for me to join you?"
"Yes I would." The Jedi says. His face is mostly covered by the hood, but his dark brown hair is semi-visible.
Jongrin sat down at the table, his water still in hand, he wasn't sure what to expect but this is why he'd left his home world and travelled in these times. He wanted to get involved, he just hoped it was in a way that wouldn't end with a blaster hole through him.
"I am Jongrin, I saw you wave me over. How can I help you?"
"Well. I'd rather just say it once to all the folk that the force brought here." The Jedi says while taking off his hood. The man has purple eyes and semi-long dark brown hair. "My name is Cal Stargate. Please to meet you Jongrin."
"And you..." Jongrin said with a quizzical look on his face, "...What do you mean though when you say 'all the folk'" he looked about to see if there were any others moving toward the table, or even eyeing it at this point.
OOC: Maybe I missed it, but is Cal Stargate, human?
Cas'Pa walks into the cantina, and everyone would see before them one of the weirdest creatures somebody could ever set their eyes on. Cas'Pa has no mouth, but six wriggling tentacles; no skin, but a silver, armor-like plating. In addition, they have two claws on each foot and three on each hand, as well as a long tail and some very wide, weird eyes. The long, hooded cloak they wear is of a white fabric, and they have a lightsaber with a quartz hilt clipped onto their belt.
Having been used to the glares, glances and whispers from those around them, Cas'Pa approaches the bar and talks to the barkeep mentally with a Force Whisper spell.
"The special, kind barkeep. Many thanks."
The barkeep places a glass on the counter. "6 credits."
Cas'Pa closes their eyes and the credits float over to the barkeep, the drink then floating back to Cas'Pa, upon which it is grabbed by their prehensile tail. Cas'Pa nods, presenting their version of a smile and saying mentally to the barkeep,
"My gratitude is yours. I shall visit a time more, later in time."
Cas'Pa then lifts the drink to their mouth with their tail, taking a sip before catching the glance of the Jedi at the corner. "Why would such a wielder of the sacred force not be near others?" They thought. Cas'Pa was curious, and cast *Sense Emotion* to get a read on how this abnormal Jedi was feeling.
"And you..." Jongrin said with a quizzical look on his face, "...What do you mean though when you say 'all the folk'" he looked about to see if there were any others moving toward the table, or even eyeing it at this point.
OOC: Maybe I missed it, but is Cal Stargate, human?
Cas'Pa walks into the cantina, and everyone would see before them one of the weirdest creatures somebody could ever set their eyes on. Cas'Pa has no mouth, but six wriggling tentacles; no skin, but a silver, armor-like plating. In addition, they have two claws on each foot and three on each hand, as well as a long tail and some very wide, weird eyes. The long, hooded cloak they wear is of a white fabric, and they have a lightsaber with a quartz hilt clipped onto their belt.
Having been used to the glares, glances and whispers from those around them, Cas'Pa approaches the bar and talks to the barkeep mentally with a Force Whisper spell.
"The special, kind barkeep. Many thanks."
The barkeep places a glass on the counter. "6 credits."
Cas'Pa closes their eyes and the credits float over to the barkeep, the drink then floating back to Cas'Pa, upon which it is grabbed by their prehensile tail. Cas'Pa nods, presenting their version of a smile and saying mentally to the barkeep,
"My gratitude is yours. I shall visit a time more, later in time."
Cas'Pa then lifts the drink to their mouth with their tail, taking a sip before catching the glance of the Jedi at the corner. "Why would such a wielder of the sacred force not be near others?" They thought. Cas'Pa was curious, and cast *Sense Emotion* to get a read on how this abnormal Jedi was feeling.
Pruk carefully and quietly gets up and moves to a bar stool or table within earshot of the group. Focusing on his drink, he positions himself so that he is not facing them directly but makes sure they are on the periphery of his vision.
Pruk carefully and quietly gets up and moves to a bar stool or table within earshot of the group. Focusing on his drink, he positions himself so that he is not facing them directly but makes sure they are on the periphery of his vision.
The Jedi turns to look at the Jawa. "You know you can join us. In fact I need you to join us."
Cas'Pa walks into the cantina, and everyone would see before them one of the weirdest creatures somebody could ever set their eyes on. Cas'Pa has no mouth, but six wriggling tentacles; no skin, but a silver, armor-like plating. In addition, they have two claws on each foot and three on each hand, as well as a long tail and some very wide, weird eyes. The long, hooded cloak they wear is of a white fabric, and they have a lightsaber with a quartz hilt clipped onto their belt.
Having been used to the glares, glances and whispers from those around them, Cas'Pa approaches the bar and talks to the barkeep mentally with a Force Whisper spell.
"The special, kind barkeep. Many thanks."
The barkeep places a glass on the counter. "6 credits."
Cas'Pa closes their eyes and the credits float over to the barkeep, the drink then floating back to Cas'Pa, upon which it is grabbed by their prehensile tail. Cas'Pa nods, presenting their version of a smile and saying mentally to the barkeep,
"My gratitude is yours. I shall visit a time more, later in time."
Cas'Pa then lifts the drink to their mouth with their tail, taking a sip before catching the glance of the Jedi at the corner. "Why would such a wielder of the sacred force not be near others?" They thought. Cas'Pa was curious, and cast *Sense Emotion* to get a read on how this abnormal Jedi was feeling.
The Jedi seems nervous, anxious, and on edge.
Cas'Pa would talk in the worried Jedi's mind, asking, "What are you afraid of? I wish to soothe your shaken state."
After waiting a long while, Pruk decided to leave and go to visit his friends, the Mottos. Along his travels, he would save any found droid parts for their youngest daughter, Peli, who, despite still being a young girl, was quite the mechanic.
While he was still a ways off, Peli spotted him and ran to greet Pruk with her arms spread wide for a hug. He had not been home for over 2 years, so he actually didn't recognize Peli at first, who had sprouted at least 6' since he last saw her. Once he was close enough to see her wide grin, he knew exactly who was rushing to greet him. Peli regarded Pruk as a funny, wandering uncle, who always had the best stories and gifts.
Mr. Motto, shielding his eyes from the suns, welcomed them both into the house, where they proceeded to share the happenings and comings and goings of the last few years. Once dinner was finished and Peli had fallen asleep, Pruk and Mr. Motto got down to business. Mr. Motto worked with the local Bounty Hunters guild so he was privy to all the freshest listings. Pruk liked a challenge so he grabbed the tracker for a fierce-looking Wookie and thanked his friend for his hospitality. Pruk gave Peli a pat on the head on his way out.
Pruk boarded his ship and set course for the last known sighting of his new contract.
"<Wonder why all those jedi were gathered together>" he thought to himself as the hyperdrive shot him into deep space.
Jongrin took his water and walked back to his table, grabbed up his pack, and then headed back towards the table where the beckoning Jedi sat. Jongrin looked him up and down, trying to get a measure of him, from behind his dark tinted goggles.
"Good day, would you care for me to join you?"
"Yes I would." The Jedi says. His face is mostly covered by the hood, but his dark brown hair is semi-visible.
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
Jongrin sat down at the table, his water still in hand, he wasn't sure what to expect but this is why he'd left his home world and travelled in these times. He wanted to get involved, he just hoped it was in a way that wouldn't end with a blaster hole through him.
"I am Jongrin, I saw you wave me over. How can I help you?"
"Well. I'd rather just say it once to all the folk that the force brought here." The Jedi says while taking off his hood. The man has purple eyes and semi-long dark brown hair. "My name is Cal Stargate. Please to meet you Jongrin."
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
"And you..." Jongrin said with a quizzical look on his face, "...What do you mean though when you say 'all the folk'" he looked about to see if there were any others moving toward the table, or even eyeing it at this point.
OOC: Maybe I missed it, but is Cal Stargate, human?
(do the rest of us feel some inclination to go over there?)
Paladin - warforged - orange
Skylark, watching the group decides to walk over and join them. “Hi, my names Skylark. Mind if I join you?”
D&D since 1984
Cas'Pa closes their eyes and the credits float over to the barkeep, the drink then floating back to Cas'Pa, upon which it is grabbed by their prehensile tail. Cas'Pa nods, presenting their version of a smile and saying mentally to the barkeep,
"My gratitude is yours. I shall visit a time more, later in time."
Cas'Pa then lifts the drink to their mouth with their tail, taking a sip before catching the glance of the Jedi at the corner. "Why would such a wielder of the sacred force not be near others?" They thought. Cas'Pa was curious, and cast *Sense Emotion* to get a read on how this abnormal Jedi was feeling.
The three teachings of Tyre:
Nothing is forbidden.
Nothing is sacred.
Nothing is impossible.
Also I stan Tomoe for life
OOC: Yes
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
"Please. Have a seat. My name is Cal Stargate."
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
OOC: Yes. Cal is human.
"The people that the force brought here."
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
The Jedi seems nervous, anxious, and on edge.
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
Pruk carefully and quietly gets up and moves to a bar stool or table within earshot of the group. Focusing on his drink, he positions himself so that he is not facing them directly but makes sure they are on the periphery of his vision.
The Jedi turns to look at the Jawa. "You know you can join us. In fact I need you to join us."
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
Pruk hides his surprise and turns to face the group.
Sol moves over, and quietly takes a seat without saying anything. He seems uncertain of his decision to be here
Paladin - warforged - orange
Cas'Pa would talk in the worried Jedi's mind, asking, "What are you afraid of? I wish to soothe your shaken state."
The three teachings of Tyre:
Nothing is forbidden.
Nothing is sacred.
Nothing is impossible.
Also I stan Tomoe for life
After waiting a long while, Pruk decided to leave and go to visit his friends, the Mottos. Along his travels, he would save any found droid parts for their youngest daughter, Peli, who, despite still being a young girl, was quite the mechanic.
While he was still a ways off, Peli spotted him and ran to greet Pruk with her arms spread wide for a hug. He had not been home for over 2 years, so he actually didn't recognize Peli at first, who had sprouted at least 6' since he last saw her. Once he was close enough to see her wide grin, he knew exactly who was rushing to greet him. Peli regarded Pruk as a funny, wandering uncle, who always had the best stories and gifts.
Mr. Motto, shielding his eyes from the suns, welcomed them both into the house, where they proceeded to share the happenings and comings and goings of the last few years. Once dinner was finished and Peli had fallen asleep, Pruk and Mr. Motto got down to business. Mr. Motto worked with the local Bounty Hunters guild so he was privy to all the freshest listings. Pruk liked a challenge so he grabbed the tracker for a fierce-looking Wookie and thanked his friend for his hospitality. Pruk gave Peli a pat on the head on his way out.
Pruk boarded his ship and set course for the last known sighting of his new contract.
"<Wonder why all those jedi were gathered together>" he thought to himself as the hyperdrive shot him into deep space.
Lol good choice
Paladin - warforged - orange
OOC: Did I miss a message somewhere that the game is ending? Or just, writing on the wall sorta thing?