Lord's Rest Inn

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A young man is deep in the woods, a wooden mask with a smiling face carved into it covering his own face. His outfit seems normal, long sleeved hoodie, jeans, a pair of combat boots, and bandages wrapped around their hands, covering the skin. They're crouched over a small totem that they seem to be praying at

 Kyes is wandering through the woods, spinning a coin between their fingers, mumbling to themselves. The illusion freezes as they take notice of this man before wandering over, patiently waiting for them to finish before interacting.

 They sit there, crouched beside the totem for a few minutes, before standing and stretching, still not noticing Kyes yet

 "Morning." Kyes squints at the totem, not in a way of disgust but trying to get a better look at it, "So which god is it that would rather have you pray out here than in a church?"

 The man flinches, hand going to something sheathed under their coat before they relax slightly, "And old god. The true lord" 

 "Ain't no such thing as a 'True Lord' that type of thinking gets you in trouble." their gaze moves to the hand under the coat, "I hope your hand is clutching a holy symbol, not some weapon. Mind if I take a closer look at it? It is your god after all."

 "All followers of the true one knows self defense." They say simply, stepping aside to let them look at the totem, not showing what they're holding

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 He sits down, pulling off his poor attempt at bandages

 She nods moving to the selection of brandy and pulling down one labeled Dragon Fire Whisky, "Place your arm down on the counter please." depending on how deep the wound is she'll also get out a sewing kit.

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John makes his way to the AT-ATs and scales the rear leg of one.

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 There is a slight clang from the metal on metal but no one seems to notice.

 After a few minutes, he has concealed a decent amount of explosive charges along all the AT-ATs, definitely enough to scuttle all of them.

He sneaks his way out of the base

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 The trooper this time hear the loud clang and all look up at him. The AT-ATs light turn on, directly at cheif.

*Con save*

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Chief detonates the charges

 He is slightly blinded.

*also forgot to ask, where was he getting these charges?*

 *Well, I have a UNSC base in an undisclosed location where he rendezvous to get supplies.*

He hits the ground running, bolting towards the exit of the camp

 *so he was constantly in and out of the base?*

Blaster fire rains down upon him along with heavy bolts from the AT-ST's

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*Characters btw, i'm still feeling a tad bit chaotic today*

The smell of burning trees and buildings is still thick in the air. The stormtroopers are patrolling the burned town and woods. AT-ST walkers accompany them. There is already a base being built in the rubble of the destroyed town. Transport ships are dropping off troopers every couple of hours along with supplies. Cranes and workers build this huge command station. Fear radiates from the command center, showing just what the Empire can and will do to conquer planets.

-open slots for whoever-

 Kylar looks at the base, calmly walking past troopers and droids as they're busy

 The troopers watch him

 *she, but that's ok, gender neutral name*

She gives a smile and wave, acting like she belongs to try and trick them

 *i suck at this madness*

The troopers approach her. "Civilian, this place is off limits."

 "Hm?" She smiles, "Oh I'm just here for the tour sir" she hands him a decently made fake flyer

 "We didn't put these up." the trooper mumbles

 "Well who else would've put these up silly?" She asks, the flyer labeled 'super cool command post'

 The stormtrooper rips up the flyer

 She huffs, crossing her arms, "Well that's rude"

 "Get goin on out of here."

 "Mmmm, nah" she says with a smile

 "We will use force to get you out of here."

 "Awww, that's cute" she says, "I dunno, might be unfair with all of you against me"

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A night hexblood farmer drives through town on a cart filled with pumpkins. It would be pretty unremarkable if it weren't for the horses being made of sticks and rags. Scarecrow horses, with glowing red eyes and shambling gaits.

Truesight doesn't detect anything off, but features like a Paladin's Divine Sense that can sense creature type will reveal the following:

The hexblood is not a fey.

 "Oh that's sick as all hell. Could I catch a ride?" a violet hued Tiefling waves from nearby, shouldering an adventurer's backpack

 " 'Course, friend. Hop on." He shifts, making room beside him.