Following the same path as before. Tsussel ran out from cover and made a right going north on the western wall. At the corner of the wall Tsussel took a knee and peered out to see Aevar had the droid and the mercenary will in hand, even with Rem trying to shoot him. A mental note Tsussel would have to ask the Captain later. In any case with all the confusion Tsussel took it upon himself to proceed to the next hallway, (Top most box) being as silent as he could as he could to scout ahead.
(Double move should put Tsussel in the middle of the west wall of the top most square on the left. Stealth: 15)
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Klulvae dashes forward to the corner, saberstaff lit, and launches a wave of force at the last droid, crippling its systems and destroying it. His excitement getting the better of him, he shouts, "Aha! That's another one down." Realization comes, and he corrects himself, "Uhh... I mean. Such violence is a necessary evil to bring balance to the galaxy."
The last Falleen looks around, seeing himself surrounded. He drops his weapon, "I surrender on the circumstance that I am granted life. I can provide valuable intel on the Sith Empire and there doi..." A blast of crackling lightning echoes from seemingly nowhere, striking the Falleen square in the chest. He cries out in pain, convulsing from the electricity coursing through his body, then falls to the ground, lifeless. Turning, those with a visual on the central opening see a woman, Miralukan, dressed in a type of black plate armor, wielding two red lightsabers. Her voice is smooth and silky as she says, "Congratulations brave smugglers. You received my call. I am Ashik, and you are my envoy back to the Sith." Seeing Klulvae, she chuckles lightly, "I even get a Jedi to escort me on my way out of here. This is rich." A shiny black credit stick flies out from beneath her clothes, and floats effortlessly in the air. "Here is the promised reward. 10,000 credits for your troubles in escorting me back to a location of my choosing. And another 5,000 if you help me secure the package I was sent to retrieve."
Son looked around to his crewmates, most of them paused staring at the lightsaber wielding woman that had apparated. “Okay then, Ashik was it? It’s great to finally put a… red lightsaber… to the voice. I’ll admit getting paid sounds really nice right about now, but unfortunately, I really feel like the Whole Crew! Should be here for that decision.” Son stated in a raised voice putting emphasis on the ‘Whole Crew’ Trying to get Rywhacca’s Attention.
“But given the effort, we put into coming here, I think we may be owed an explanation as to what is going on.”
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Dubito, ergo cogito, ergo sum.
PbP character Son Kol - Kel Dor Fringer (Shadows of the Republic)
The appearance of the Sith was a surprise to Aevar. And one asking for help? It seems off, but somehow he feels that she is being honest about the money, but how are we to know she and her Sith ally won't kill us. Speaking of, where is her ally?
"Hello, Ashik. Rare for a Miraluka to see another one. I felt the presence of two of you Sith, but now, I know the location of only one of you. Where is the other, might I inquire?"
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Ryyhwacca finally reaches the central hallway where the action is taking place. Seeing the Miraluka clad in dark armor he slowly put his bowcaster at his back and takes out his Ryyk blades. He just wait for Son's order but he can hardly hide that he was waiting for this. At last a true warrior test.
BC-09 Activates its com. Broadcasting to the entire crew its metallic voice grinds out of the team's coms, "Tsusill Isil, This unit has compared the organic's voice to the one received in the transmission. It is a match sir. Providing passage would seem to fulfill one of our primary objectives, as she is the one who sent the message. However, another of our primary objectives was the elimination of the insurgent hostiles, as this organic is carrying the sort of plasma weapon that caused the damage found on the organics responsible for the instillation's defense, the evidence would suggest that this is also one of the hostile insurgents." After a few seconds, the droids cold modem like voice comes back across everyone's coms, "Tactical analysis, suggests it's a trap."
Moving to the central corridor Rem walks non threateningly with his blaster lowered but withing walking distance of a corner, there is no point in trying to hide from her, she sees like Aevar so she would see me skulking about.
The thing that Rem most pays attention is Klulvae's reaction, if he charges her, Rem will fire his blaster at the sith to try and distract her, let's not rope it comes to that.
Well madam, nice to make your acquaintance you wouldn't be responsible for the commanding of this attack in a medical facility would you? I am sure you are not involved in this affair...
She smiles at the sudden burst of questions, but decides to turn to Klulvae first. "I can feel your anger... it's like lounging in a bath, the emotion is so raw and pleasant to my senses."
Through his teeth, Klulvae says, "You will not leave this facility alive... Sith." He turns to his companions. "We cannot trust this witch! Her words are poision, and she will not uphold any end of a deal she makes. That is the nature of the Sith."
She chuckles, "We've been gone for over a thousand years, and yet you claim to know us? Don't make me laugh anymore, I might lose my concentration. I'm just here to rescue a man and bring him back to the Empire. If these medical personnel would stop getting in my way, it would go a lot smoother. These mercenaries haven't been very efficient... but looking at the rest of you, you haven't suffered a scratch, and you've probably killed what.... Fifteen of them?" She claps her hands slowly. "Braavo."
"Can you not see beyond those doors, Miralukan? You have much to learn it would seem... much I could teach you, if you accompany me. The other Force-user is beyond the door, hiding behind it like a coward the Jedi are. His Force reeks of "pure" virtues."
Klulvae's grip tightens on his saberstaff, ready to assault her when the opportunity is right.
Seeing some of his companions hesitate, as if considering her offer, Klulvae lunges at the Sith. We'll see where their loyalties lie and what their hearts are made of. He makes a jab, which she deflects, but exposes herself, allowing him to follow up with an undercut and strike across her armor, slicing it open.
"The Sith will never be allowed to return, Ashik!" he yells.
"The fire that is your force emanations occludes all that lay behind it. As such, the door to which you refer, and that which is behind it are being hidden by you."
Aevar pulls out an ion blaster, not yet ready to pull his lightsaber out, and pulls the trigger. For once, the trigger works, but the force emanations that he sees throw off his aim widely [Attack roll 7].
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Coming around the corner, Tsussel saw the dark cloaked figure and Klulvae talking. Yet he couldn't really hear anything but he did see Kilulvare jump at the dark cloak with the red lightsaber, not surprised, the jedi usually would. Then, surprisingly Son and Aevar began to fire at the dark cloak, both shots missing. As Tsussel brought the rifle up he murmured to himself, "Well a job is a job I guess." Taking aim he shot wide his mark. Giving up his advantage! Throwing up his arms he began cursing like never before, "Fine! you wanna play games, let's play games!" Keying up his commlink and with a calm fury he whispered, "Utini."
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Ryyhwacca jumps into motion towards the Sith with his swords trying to cut one arm with one and one leg with the other one. He let's the rage that was burning in his chest took over, remembering his training with his master at Kashyyk and letting his instincs guide him but not losing his focus.
[Rage: Add CON Bonus to STR attacks and rolls
Attack roll: 12
Damage: 7
2nd attack: 19
Damage: 12
BTW I am just describing the attacks not looking for "called shots" with the arm and leg description for targeting. ]
Leaving the protection of the wall just enough to be able to hit the Lady with his blaster, Rem says before firing: Since we are doing this please you guys with the glowing sticks try not to cut her Credit Stick!
Then Rem fires his blaster, it is a clear hit (1d20+5 = 20 to hit) and the blast should have hurt (1d8+3 = 11), but something just nullifies the damage.
Hey now! I am taking it personal! Everyone got to hit you but you don't let me hit you! That is not fair!
Said that Rem ducks back behind the wall for he has bluff but enough brains to not be in line of sight of the Lady.
BC-09 HK-0037's arms and head spin around backwards as it unlashes the Q4 Rotary Blaster cannon from its back. The battle droid's limbs whir in a blinding flurry deploying the ordinance and mounting the gun as its firing systems begin calibrating to interface with the weapon. The coms crackle to life as BC-09 broadcasts to all 'crewmembers' "Maximum Carnage protocols enacted, please exercise caution when in range of firing solution."
She screamed in fury as the party assaulted her. The Jedi was quick on his feet, and experienced with a saberstaff. Her mentor had used such a weapon, and he was always tossing her around. The blasters seemed to come at once, and she could only focus her rage to absorb the blast of one of them. With an outstretched hand, she "caught" the blaster shot from Rem-Jas, as it absorbed effortlessly into her hand. She laughed, and with that laughter a wave of fear emanated from her, encompassing Ryywhaaca and Klulvae. Ryywhaaca held his ground, not giving into the fear, but Klulvae was struck, having horrible memories brought to the forefront of his mind. The Jedi still took advantage of her attempt at moving, forcing her to bring a force field around herself to deflect the assault. She dashed over to the nearby room, hoping to force the group into the room where she might have an advantage. Tauntingly, she calls out, "Fools. You should've joined me when you had the chance. No matter. I will take sweet pleasure in tasting your blood. If I recall, Wookie has a certain tanginess to it..."
As the sith runs away, Aevar channels the force through the tattoos hidden on his arm, unleashing a blast of force [Attack Roll 22]. The bolt strikes the small of her back as she moves into the room [Damage roll 8].
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Hearing the yelling from down the hall Son Dashed straight down the hall towards the large open area.
OOC: Really starting to feel not having a cunning action :P
Dubito, ergo cogito, ergo sum.
PbP character Son Kol - Kel Dor Fringer (Shadows of the Republic)
PbP charcater Mabeh Honeydew - Wood Elf Druid (Void Beyond the Stars - Inner Realms)
The wookie cross the hallway as far as he can trying to reach a point where he can shoot to the enemies his friends are still fighting.
[Just in case he can fire the bowcaster: 8 ]
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Following the same path as before. Tsussel ran out from cover and made a right going north on the western wall. At the corner of the wall Tsussel took a knee and peered out to see Aevar had the droid and the mercenary will in hand, even with Rem trying to shoot him. A mental note Tsussel would have to ask the Captain later. In any case with all the confusion Tsussel took it upon himself to proceed to the next hallway, (Top most box) being as silent as he could as he could to scout ahead.
(Double move should put Tsussel in the middle of the west wall of the top most square on the left. Stealth: 15)
Klulvae dashes forward to the corner, saberstaff lit, and launches a wave of force at the last droid, crippling its systems and destroying it. His excitement getting the better of him, he shouts, "Aha! That's another one down." Realization comes, and he corrects himself, "Uhh... I mean. Such violence is a necessary evil to bring balance to the galaxy."
The last Falleen looks around, seeing himself surrounded. He drops his weapon, "I surrender on the circumstance that I am granted life. I can provide valuable intel on the Sith Empire and there doi..." A blast of crackling lightning echoes from seemingly nowhere, striking the Falleen square in the chest. He cries out in pain, convulsing from the electricity coursing through his body, then falls to the ground, lifeless. Turning, those with a visual on the central opening see a woman, Miralukan, dressed in a type of black plate armor, wielding two red lightsabers. Her voice is smooth and silky as she says, "Congratulations brave smugglers. You received my call. I am Ashik, and you are my envoy back to the Sith." Seeing Klulvae, she chuckles lightly, "I even get a Jedi to escort me on my way out of here. This is rich." A shiny black credit stick flies out from beneath her clothes, and floats effortlessly in the air. "Here is the promised reward. 10,000 credits for your troubles in escorting me back to a location of my choosing. And another 5,000 if you help me secure the package I was sent to retrieve."
Son looked around to his crewmates, most of them paused staring at the lightsaber wielding woman that had apparated. “Okay then, Ashik was it? It’s great to finally put a… red lightsaber… to the voice. I’ll admit getting paid sounds really nice right about now, but unfortunately, I really feel like the Whole Crew! Should be here for that decision.” Son stated in a raised voice putting emphasis on the ‘Whole Crew’ Trying to get Rywhacca’s Attention.
“But given the effort, we put into coming here, I think we may be owed an explanation as to what is going on.”
Dubito, ergo cogito, ergo sum.
PbP character Son Kol - Kel Dor Fringer (Shadows of the Republic)
PbP charcater Mabeh Honeydew - Wood Elf Druid (Void Beyond the Stars - Inner Realms)
The appearance of the Sith was a surprise to Aevar. And one asking for help? It seems off, but somehow he feels that she is being honest about the money, but how are we to know she and her Sith ally won't kill us. Speaking of, where is her ally?
"Hello, Ashik. Rare for a Miraluka to see another one. I felt the presence of two of you Sith, but now, I know the location of only one of you. Where is the other, might I inquire?"
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Ryyhwacca finally reaches the central hallway where the action is taking place. Seeing the Miraluka clad in dark armor he slowly put his bowcaster at his back and takes out his Ryyk blades. He just wait for Son's order but he can hardly hide that he was waiting for this. At last a true warrior test.
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BC-09 Activates its com. Broadcasting to the entire crew its metallic voice grinds out of the team's coms, "Tsusill Isil, This unit has compared the organic's voice to the one received in the transmission. It is a match sir. Providing passage would seem to fulfill one of our primary objectives, as she is the one who sent the message. However, another of our primary objectives was the elimination of the insurgent hostiles, as this organic is carrying the sort of plasma weapon that caused the damage found on the organics responsible for the instillation's defense, the evidence would suggest that this is also one of the hostile insurgents." After a few seconds, the droids cold modem like voice comes back across everyone's coms, "Tactical analysis, suggests it's a trap."
Moving to the central corridor Rem walks non threateningly with his blaster lowered but withing walking distance of a corner, there is no point in trying to hide from her, she sees like Aevar so she would see me skulking about.
The thing that Rem most pays attention is Klulvae's reaction, if he charges her, Rem will fire his blaster at the sith to try and distract her, let's not rope it comes to that.
Well madam, nice to make your acquaintance you wouldn't be responsible for the commanding of this attack in a medical facility would you? I am sure you are not involved in this affair...
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She smiles at the sudden burst of questions, but decides to turn to Klulvae first. "I can feel your anger... it's like lounging in a bath, the emotion is so raw and pleasant to my senses."
Through his teeth, Klulvae says, "You will not leave this facility alive... Sith." He turns to his companions. "We cannot trust this witch! Her words are poision, and she will not uphold any end of a deal she makes. That is the nature of the Sith."
She chuckles, "We've been gone for over a thousand years, and yet you claim to know us? Don't make me laugh anymore, I might lose my concentration. I'm just here to rescue a man and bring him back to the Empire. If these medical personnel would stop getting in my way, it would go a lot smoother. These mercenaries haven't been very efficient... but looking at the rest of you, you haven't suffered a scratch, and you've probably killed what.... Fifteen of them?" She claps her hands slowly. "Braavo."
"Can you not see beyond those doors, Miralukan? You have much to learn it would seem... much I could teach you, if you accompany me. The other Force-user is beyond the door, hiding behind it like a coward the Jedi are. His Force reeks of "pure" virtues."
Klulvae's grip tightens on his saberstaff, ready to assault her when the opportunity is right.
With a low growl the wookie tells. "Just give me the word Cap. "
[Initiative for when the party starts: 6 ]
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Seeing some of his companions hesitate, as if considering her offer, Klulvae lunges at the Sith. We'll see where their loyalties lie and what their hearts are made of. He makes a jab, which she deflects, but exposes herself, allowing him to follow up with an undercut and strike across her armor, slicing it open.
"The Sith will never be allowed to return, Ashik!" he yells.
OOC: 18 to-hit, 7 radiant damage.
'Well it looks like to get down to business' Son Thought as he looked up to Ryywhacca, "Ryy? Sic em."
Son raised both of his blasters and fires,
Blaster Shot 1 Attack = (19)+5 = 24 Blaster 1 Damage = (3)+3+(4) = 10
Dubito, ergo cogito, ergo sum.
PbP character Son Kol - Kel Dor Fringer (Shadows of the Republic)
PbP charcater Mabeh Honeydew - Wood Elf Druid (Void Beyond the Stars - Inner Realms)
"The fire that is your force emanations occludes all that lay behind it. As such, the door to which you refer, and that which is behind it are being hidden by you."
Aevar pulls out an ion blaster, not yet ready to pull his lightsaber out, and pulls the trigger. For once, the trigger works, but the force emanations that he sees throw off his aim widely [Attack roll 7].
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Coming around the corner, Tsussel saw the dark cloaked figure and Klulvae talking. Yet he couldn't really hear anything but he did see Kilulvare jump at the dark cloak with the red lightsaber, not surprised, the jedi usually would. Then, surprisingly Son and Aevar began to fire at the dark cloak, both shots missing. As Tsussel brought the rifle up he murmured to himself, "Well a job is a job I guess." Taking aim he shot wide his mark. Giving up his advantage! Throwing up his arms he began cursing like never before, "Fine! you wanna play games, let's play games!" Keying up his commlink and with a calm fury he whispered, "Utini."
Ryyhwacca jumps into motion towards the Sith with his swords trying to cut one arm with one and one leg with the other one. He let's the rage that was burning in his chest took over, remembering his training with his master at Kashyyk and letting his instincs guide him but not losing his focus.
[Rage: Add CON Bonus to STR attacks and rolls
Attack roll: 12
Damage: 7
2nd attack: 19
Damage: 12
BTW I am just describing the attacks not looking for "called shots" with the arm and leg description for targeting. ]
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Leaving the protection of the wall just enough to be able to hit the Lady with his blaster, Rem says before firing: Since we are doing this please you guys with the glowing sticks try not to cut her Credit Stick!
Then Rem fires his blaster, it is a clear hit (1d20+5 = 20 to hit) and the blast should have hurt (1d8+3 = 11), but something just nullifies the damage.
Hey now! I am taking it personal! Everyone got to hit you but you don't let me hit you! That is not fair!
Said that Rem ducks back behind the wall for he has bluff but enough brains to not be in line of sight of the Lady.
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BC-09 HK-0037's arms and head spin around backwards as it unlashes the Q4 Rotary Blaster cannon from its back. The battle droid's limbs whir in a blinding flurry deploying the ordinance and mounting the gun as its firing systems begin calibrating to interface with the weapon. The coms crackle to life as BC-09 broadcasts to all 'crewmembers' "Maximum Carnage protocols enacted, please exercise caution when in range of firing solution."
She screamed in fury as the party assaulted her. The Jedi was quick on his feet, and experienced with a saberstaff. Her mentor had used such a weapon, and he was always tossing her around. The blasters seemed to come at once, and she could only focus her rage to absorb the blast of one of them. With an outstretched hand, she "caught" the blaster shot from Rem-Jas, as it absorbed effortlessly into her hand. She laughed, and with that laughter a wave of fear emanated from her, encompassing Ryywhaaca and Klulvae. Ryywhaaca held his ground, not giving into the fear, but Klulvae was struck, having horrible memories brought to the forefront of his mind. The Jedi still took advantage of her attempt at moving, forcing her to bring a force field around herself to deflect the assault. She dashed over to the nearby room, hoping to force the group into the room where she might have an advantage. Tauntingly, she calls out, "Fools. You should've joined me when you had the chance. No matter. I will take sweet pleasure in tasting your blood. If I recall, Wookie has a certain tanginess to it..."
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As the sith runs away, Aevar channels the force through the tattoos hidden on his arm, unleashing a blast of force [Attack Roll 22]. The bolt strikes the small of her back as she moves into the room [Damage roll 8].
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