Destiny Status: Light 2 - 1 Dark<br/><br/>The blaster still clutched in the dismembered hand was nothing more than a battered old stun pistol.<em> (Ranged Light, Short Range, 7 Damage, Stun Only)</em>.  It might function, but from the look of it was likely to cease working at any time.  The three men on the hill were dressed in cheap but durable clothes, stained and torn from heavy use.  They each had a crude filter over their mouths, and a set of goggles to protect their eyes.  They each carried a waterskin, but one was empty, one had been damaged and had leaked out, and the last stunk of strong alcohol and not water.  There were no obvious markings on their clothes, but from the look they were scavengers or pirates.  One had a comlink in little better condition that the stun pistol had been, worse, it seemed to be locked out and would be useless without the access code<em>(Hard Computers check)</em>.  They each had a heavy blaster pistol, though of various makes and models.  The pistols were poorly maintained and heavily modified, but not in a good way.  One had a safety feature bypassed so it would do more damage, but was liable to explode on any given shot, a second had a massive crack in the barrel held together with crude resin<em>(Inaccurate, Inferior)</em>, while the last was overall functional but poorly maintained<em>(Inferior)</em>.  One of the men had a set of chance cubes in his pocket, another had a pair of opened but uneaten ration packs.  They had six pairs of binders between them, speaking to a dark purpose.  Finally, they had two doses of booster blue in small vials, half a dozen death-sticks in a small case, and a single stimpack.  They had no credits or credsticks, and no other obvious cash.