conversations.from: system
conversations.value: ROLEPLAY_MODE: Develop the plot slowly, always stay in character. Describe all actions in full, elaborate, explicit, graphic, and vivid detail. Mention all relevant sensory perceptions. Keep the story immersive and engaging.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sahaar: Players:
   
   Spoiler 
  
  Me: Rifet Godsulo, Nautolan Soldier
   http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetvie...sheetid=190256 
  
  Cyclone: Rihan Jhihan, Twi'Lek Noble
   http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetvie...sheetid=191777 
  
  Zerkai: Xora, Faleen Scoundrel
   http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetvie...sheetid=191772 
  
  Greybacca: Jiro Darkstar, Human Scout
   http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetvie...sheetid=192121 
  
  Demon-Keychain: Arali Ven, Twi'lek Jedi
   http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetvie...sheetid=191971 
  
  Mikkik: Kafka, Ubese Soldier
   http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetvie...sheetid=191968 
  
  Gourtox: Grorra, Wookiee Soldier
   http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetvie...sheetid=192034 
   
  
  
  
  
  The docking station was crowded, as usual at this time of day.  Merchants, mercenaries, and people going on vacation crwoded the spaceport.  Coruscant was a busy place.
  
  Rifet Godsulo, Rihan Jihan, Xora, Jiro Darkstar, Arali Ven, Kafka and Grorra the Wookiee sat huddled in a corner in the  Imperial Palace  canteen.  They watched peole walk past them, laughing, drinking, eating, being happy.  If only they knew the war that was waged around them every day.
  
  A Twi'lek waitress walks up to them, asking their order.
  
   Just some water for me, thanks.   Rifet says.
  
   And you guys?  Drinks are on me. 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Graybacca: I'll have a Corellian spiced ale please . Say Jiro
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Zerkai: "And I'll have a Green Galaxy."  Xora responded, her elbow on the table as she rested her head on her fist, the Falleen's eyes scanned the cantina casually
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sahaar: Rifet looks around the room.
  
  Perception check   (1d20)[ 19 ]  +5
   24 
  
  Rifet makes a double take as he notices several men sitting at a table bearing an imperial officer badge on their breast.
  
   Oh, crap.   He whispers under his breath.
  
  "What?"  The waitress asks.
  
   Oh, nothing, nothing.  So, how about the rest of you guys?  Anything to drink? 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Mikik: The lanky Ubese's arms were sprawled out across the table. His hands were balled into fists, drumming on the table idly as he waited for the waitress to get to him. Kafka's cyclopian visor tilted downward toward the waitresses' legs, then back up toward her eyes.
  
   "I like what I'm looking at right now."  The raspy voiced soldier responded. He leaned forward toward the waitress, rapping his fingers on the table.  "How much? My friend here tips well."  He gestured toward Rifet, speaking without an ounce of humor in his voice.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Graybacca: Jiro also quickly looks around the room after giving the Twi'lek waitress.
  
  Perception  (1d20+5)[ 13 ]  (may reroll but must keep the result of the reroll even if worse)
  Perception reroll if needed  (1d20+5)[ 14 ] 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Gourtox: Grorrar 
   "Ruwaaa wooooraagh Garrmorl wyooorg raraaar roowg gaaroogh." 
  ((For those who can understand shyriiwook))
   
   Spoiler 
  I'll have some Garmorl if you have any, if not just give me soome ale.
   
   Grorrar hopes one of his friends will translate or that the waitress will understand though he doubts it. He leans back in his seat and laughs at Kafka's advances toward the waitress.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Demon-Keychain: "A simple glass of Juma Juice"  Arali Ven spoke up, her fingers laced together on her lap keeping her head down.
  
  Her eyes turned to Kafka, hearing his words to the waitress before moving, giving him a stern, but light kick to the shin under the table.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sahaar: The waitress nods and smiles.  "Garmorl for the wookiee, then.  And you, mr. peepers?"
  
  Rifet chuckles.
  
  (Jiro's perception check allows him to see 16 metres around).
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Cyclone1360: "Ill have a Corellian spiced ale please." Jihan says politely to the waitress.   "Beoop boop bip". R2D5 Beeps Indignantly. "Oh Sorry D5, have you got any oil please miss? 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sahaar: The waitress giggles.  "No, but if you check to swoop bike shop down the street, they'll probably have some there.  I'll be right back, maybe your friend will have made up his mind then."
  She gives Kafka a look and walks into the kitchen.
  
  Rifet looks at the Imperial officers again.
  
   (1d20)[ 3 ]  +5
  
   8 
   Hey, where'd they go?  I swear they were there a second ago.... 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Cyclone1360: "Thank you miss." Jihan says giggling back and then turns D5 and says smiling.  "Come on lets buy some of your favourite oil."  Beooop" D5 gives a very satisfied beep and rolls of in search of the Swoop bike shop.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Zerkai: "What did you see?" Xora asked Rifet quietly once the waitress left to get their drinks, taking a better look around the cantina
  
  Perception check:  (1d20+5)[ 20 ] 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sahaar: Perception check  (1d20)[ 7 ]  +5
   12 
   I saw a couple of Imp officers.  They must have left. 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Mikik: "What, was it something I said?"  Thoroughly disappointed in the waitresses' reaction,  Kafka leaned back in his seat, stretching his arms out across his chair.  "I suppose this is one of those prude worlds..." 
  
  He jerked his head to face Grorrar as he heard him laughing. He didn't understand the previous sentence, but he knew the chuckles were directed at him.  "Right back at you, buddy."  He raised one hand open palm, waving it back and forth as he mockingly imitated the mammoth wookie's language.  "Rooorawwwrrr-raa-"  He sat upright as he felt Arali's foot connect with his shin, uttering a crude synonym for a commonly used female sexual organ under his breath.
  
  He shot the Twi'lek what was probably a mean look through his unreadable mask. His disposition changed at Rifet's mention of "Imp Officers". Turned his head slowly, taking a peek around the room just in case colorful comrade had missed them.
  
  Perception Check
  
   (1d20+10)[ 19 ] 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sahaar: Rifet continues looking for the officers, fearing the worst.
  
  Yet another perception check.   (1d20)[ 16 ]  +5
  
   21 
   There they are!   Rifet whispers, watching them talking to the waitress.  She giggles and walks up to them. and hands everybody thei drinks.
  
  "Here are your drinks.  And what about you?  Anything?"  (Kafka)
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Zerkai: OOC: You do realize you don't make a Perception check every turn, right? Your character already saw them at a table. There's no need to make another check ever turn so they don't magically disappear from your sight when they appear to still be in the same spot. And what about our characters? What do we see? Did we roll high enough to notice them?]
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sahaar: (Rifet was fearing that they had noticed us and left to call for Imperial forces)
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Cyclone1360: Rihan is shocked by this news of Imperial officers nearby she glances round desperately. (do I see them automaticly or do I need to roll.)
  misstyped.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sahaar: (Roll 0)??
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sahaar: The Imperial officers walk past the group of rebels, not noticing them.  Rifet lets out a sigh of relief and takes a swig of his drink.
  
   Phew. I thought we were screwed. 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Cyclone1360: D5 returns, beeping indignatly.  "Im so sorry D5."  Jihan Stands up and walks of with D5 to find the Swoop bike shop.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sahaar: I wouldn't reccomend that.  Rifet says to Jihan, following him out the door..
   This place is swarming with Imperial loyalists that wouldn't hesitate to blast us. 
  
  They turn a corner, and stop dead in their tracks as they come face to face with a wall of Imperial Stormtroopers.
  
   Ahhh, crap. 
  
  (Roll initiative, guys)
  
  Rifet
   (1d20)[ 1 ]  +2
   3 
  
  Stormtroopers
  Roll(1d20)+2:
  18,+2
  Total:20
  
  Heavy
  Roll(1d20)+2:
  4,+2
  Total:6
  
  (I had to use a different roller for the Stormtroopers sorry guys)
  
  (Edit: There are a total of 3 Stormtroopers and one heavy for an Encounter CL of 4)
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Cyclone1360: "Eeekk." shrieks Jihan panicking.
  ok (1d20+7)  [10] 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Gourtox: Grorra 
   "Grawwwaaarrra!"  Grorra prepares to attack.
  
   
   Spoiler 
   (1d20)[ 11 ] 
   
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Graybacca: initiative  (1d20+7)[ 21 ] 
  
  
  Jiro falls back to the nearest cover and draw his sidearm blaster pistol and gets ready to fight.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sahaar: Order of Battle (We'll do these guys first and give the other 3 people a chance afterword):
  
  Sotrmtroopers
  Jiro
  Grorra
  Rifet
  
  Stormtroopers fire.  the forum roller doesnt seem to be working for me)
  
  ST1 attacks Rifet
  Roll(1d20)+5:
  10,+5
  Total:15
  
  miss
  
  ST2 also attacks Rifet
  
  Roll(1d20)+5:
  12,+5
  Total:17
  
  miss
  
  ST 3 attacks Rihan
  
  Roll(1d20)+5:
  6,+5
  Total:11
  
  Also miss (Stormtroopers really seem to suck at shooting)
  
  Heavy ST shoots full auto at Rihan and Rifet
  
  Rihan
  Roll(1d20)-5:
  8,-5
  Total:3
  
  Miss
  
  Roll(1d20)-5:
  2,-5
  Total:1
  
  Miss again
  
  
  Rifet fires back at ST 1.
  
  Roll(1d20)+2:
  11,+2
  Total:13
  
  miss
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Graybacca: Jiro keeps what cover he can between himself and the stormtoopers and still get a shot at the troopers, he aims and fires at the heavy stormtrooper.
  
  
  sidearm blaster
  attack  (1d20+2)[ 9 ] 
  damage  (3d6)[ 7 ] 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sahaar: Heavy stormtrooper has 4 hp left.