So. You've gone into business, eh? Started in the guild? I see your problem. Out of credits, out of options, out of comfort. I know the feeling, when my home planet was turned into glass by the empire. When i was chased from my home by stormtroopers, forced to work for the empire as a miner, bringing precious ores to the tyrants. Not anymore. Today, we feel freedom from the shackles of the emperor. He's long dead. The new republic has arisen from the ashes of the rebellion. We do not serve their purposes for nothing, oh no. We take credits, and gear, and freedom. You'll like it here. Get your armour, your weapons, and your tech, and go to the Rodian in the middle for your first job.
The empire is gone, the new republic is rising, and you are a mercenary bounty hunter part of a guild of out-of-options men and women who hunt down rogues, bring in resources and much more, for a good profit.
Rules:
Make a character sheet. Use SW5e or similar resources. Characters start at level 3 or lower, no exceptions, sorry.
Don't be rude or use overly vulgar language, like repeatedly swearing or the F*%! word.
Be respectful. It sucks for someone to ruin a great roleplay moment with some lore rant. If you're a really diehard fan of the movies, keep your thoughts to yourself.
No sexual content. I just do NOT want any canoodling in here, okay? Minor romance is fine, but ask me in a PM first if you're not sure. No kids, unless your character is a teen.
Keep it PG 13, like the movies. Gore is fine, but spoiler it if necessary. We don't want kids getting scared, right?
Put your favorite moment in episodes 1, 2 or 3 of the mandalorian to show you read the rules.
The guild is in an all-purpose building in a bustling Coruscant square.
Oh, rule 7: Have fun. Yes, we require you to have fun. Bring arguments to pm's and add me as a mod.
Have good times!
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If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
The guy at the entrance of the mercenary guild is also a mando.
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"hey, you! yes you! come over here!" The desk mando shouts.
*To make sure it's fair, could you provide a link to your character?*
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*Uhh that isn't what you're supposed to do... Here's a link to SW5e. https://sw5e.com/*
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"You look a little lost. Come in here, but be quiet about it."
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Inside the building, there are at least 30 people of all sorts of races, standing around or drinking at the bar. In the very middle, a Rodian sits at a circular table. the mando from the front desk is there, along with a trandoshan. The rodian beckons you over.
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"Work? My job is to provide work!" The rodian says. He pushes a bunch of Holopucks towards you. " Team, or solo?" He asks.
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"Team then." The rodian says. *Roll 1d6 to choose the puck*
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Puck 4 shows a twi'lek named Lurru Parlus, a renegade who broke guild code last week. The others are on her too. "Aha, the renegade! Good choice, she has the biggest bounty on her."
The other 2 get up. "Time to go, newbie."
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The ship in question is a Fyrnock-class shuttle, in relatively good shape. The trandoshan and the mando walk up the access ramp. the trandoshan turns round. "Indu En. My friend here is Urel Trakken. What's your name?"
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If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
So. You've gone into business, eh? Started in the guild? I see your problem. Out of credits, out of options, out of comfort. I know the feeling, when my home planet was turned into glass by the empire. When i was chased from my home by stormtroopers, forced to work for the empire as a miner, bringing precious ores to the tyrants. Not anymore. Today, we feel freedom from the shackles of the emperor. He's long dead. The new republic has arisen from the ashes of the rebellion. We do not serve their purposes for nothing, oh no. We take credits, and gear, and freedom. You'll like it here. Get your armour, your weapons, and your tech, and go to the Rodian in the middle for your first job.
The empire is gone, the new republic is rising, and you are a mercenary bounty hunter part of a guild of out-of-options men and women who hunt down rogues, bring in resources and much more, for a good profit.
Rules:
The guild is in an all-purpose building in a bustling Coruscant square.
Oh, rule 7: Have fun. Yes, we require you to have fun. Bring arguments to pm's and add me as a mod.
Have good times!
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
*Hopefully I get some players*
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
A mandalorian in black and red armour enters the building
*seeing good legible Aurebesh in the cockpit of the naboo starfighter in episode 1*
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
The guy at the entrance of the mercenary guild is also a mando.
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
"hey, you! yes you! come over here!" The desk mando shouts.
*To make sure it's fair, could you provide a link to your character?*
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
Mandalorian's Character Sheet - D&D Beyond (dndbeyond.com)
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
The mando comes over.
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*Uhh that isn't what you're supposed to do... Here's a link to SW5e. https://sw5e.com/*
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
"You look a little lost. Come in here, but be quiet about it."
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
The mando comes in
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
Inside the building, there are at least 30 people of all sorts of races, standing around or drinking at the bar. In the very middle, a Rodian sits at a circular table. the mando from the front desk is there, along with a trandoshan. The rodian beckons you over.
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
He walks over. 'I'm looking for work'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Work? My job is to provide work!" The rodian says. He pushes a bunch of Holopucks towards you. " Team, or solo?" He asks.
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
'Either, I don't mind'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Team then." The rodian says. *Roll 1d6 to choose the puck*
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
2
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
Puck 4 shows a twi'lek named Lurru Parlus, a renegade who broke guild code last week. The others are on her too. "Aha, the renegade! Good choice, she has the biggest bounty on her."
The other 2 get up. "Time to go, newbie."
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
'I got a good feeling about this'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Us too. Now lets get to the ship."
The ship in question is a Fyrnock-class shuttle, in relatively good shape. The trandoshan and the mando walk up the access ramp. the trandoshan turns round. "Indu En. My friend here is Urel Trakken. What's your name?"
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
'Kai'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.