[Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles
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				Title: <strong>[Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>01-02-2007, 00:12:45</strong>
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				(Forthcoming)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>12-02-2007, 03:26:34</strong>
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				You are called into the chambers of Lord Anareth, those of you who are Sith Knights having completed your training only recently.&nbsp; Among you includes a Farghul dressed in Sith Robes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-02-2007, 03:46:20</strong>
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				'Sparky' answers the summons and stands uneasily, fidgeting with nervous energy*.&nbsp; Every so often he tilts his hood up to glance curiously at the Farghul.<br><br><br><br>* = techogeeks in Star Wars have no Mountain Dew, Jolt cola, or triple shot espressos, but they doubtlessly have <em>something</em>!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NightBird</strong> on <strong>12-02-2007, 05:31:10</strong>
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				Jezu'ul enters behind Sparky, a swirl of dark gray robes partially obscuring the black environment suit that gives her as genderless an appearance as the Jawa. Her stance is relaxed, but bordering on insolent in the set of her shoulders and the slight angle of her hips. After a leisurely glance around the room, she focuses on Lord Anareth and straightens her posture... for the most part.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>12-02-2007, 10:56:49</strong>
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				Rahvyc enters the room a moment after the others, eyes flicking left and right to see who is there, crossing to take his place with the others. His loose fitting black robes billow slightly as he bows towards Lord Anareth, then straightens up to await the purposes of this summons.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>13-02-2007, 03:30:13</strong>
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				The Master of Korriban looks at each of you, placing a data chip on the center of the desk toward the party.&nbsp; "You will board the transport that leaves within the hour and join the garrison of the base being established there in any difficulties they encounter."&nbsp; He glowered at everyone.&nbsp; "Leave now."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-02-2007, 03:56:38</strong>
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				With a barely perceptible shrug of resignation, Sparky turns to, collecting his pet droid outside and waiting for the others to lead the way to the transport.&nbsp; One of them will undoubtedly know <em>which</em> ship, exactly, they're supposed to board.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 02:16:58</strong>
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				Rahvyc stepped forwards, bowing. "Your will, Master." He lifted the chip and turned to leave, catching the gaze of each of the others in turn. He left the audience chamber, moving away from the doorway and stopping in a nearby alcove, waiting the others to catch up to him. He hefted the chip on the palm of his hand, looking at it as if he could draw its secrets without computer aid. He smiled at this thought, and looked for the rest of the group.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NightBird</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 07:34:35</strong>
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				Jezu'ul's bow is restrained, but deep enough to show respect, though she says nothing, simply follows Rahvyc and Sparky, leaving the Farghul to follow or not, as he wished. Out in the corridor, her head tilts slightly as she sees Rahvyc's smile and wonders about the nature of his thoughts that they would promt a smile, but she remains silent while they walk toward the transport bays.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 20:34:42</strong>
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				Let's see...<br>The Farghul follows after the rest of you in silence, his hands tucked inside the sleeves of his robes.&nbsp; A quick (quack?) examination of the data chip informs you that you are boarding transport L3T4R to the planet of Bandomeer (GM Note: Genosis and the Outer Rim Sourcebook, page 10).&nbsp; As it's going to be a several day trip, you're shown to several sets of cabins that you're supposed to share.&nbsp; (edit: 4 cabins)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 20:45:06</strong>
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				Sparky (and the droid) promptly claim a random cabin as theirs.&nbsp; While the Jawa does not explicitly make any move to exclude room-mates, who'd want the dubious honor of bunking with a mad technician prone to giggling manaiacally at all hours?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>15-02-2007, 00:14:00</strong>
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				Rahvyc looks at the scurrying jawa then pointedly moves towards another cabin. Inside, he settles on the bunk and brings up what little information he has been able to gather on Bandomeer. Since that can fairly well be summed up as "Mining, mining and more mining" he stows away what little he has brought with him, settles once more on the bunk and begins to practice with his powers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-02-2007, 18:17:17</strong>
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				(And for the duration of the trip, Sparky remains in his cabin from which sinister giggling in Jawa may occasionally be heard, along with the clinking and clanking of various tools.&nbsp; The cloak-swaddled little fellow emerges only rarely for meals, and always hurries away again immediately after finishing.<br><br>The day of arrival, however, finds him pacing the passenger common area impatiently, muttering quietly to himself as if anxious to be about the Master's business.<br><br>Or stir crazy.&nbsp; It's hard to tell.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>20-02-2007, 22:31:13</strong>
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				Rahvyc sat in the small galley, waiting for the others to join him. He had their orders on the chip in front of him, and it would do no harm to run through them again. Transfer to the waiting freighter, for transport to the planets capital, and contact details for the on-planet resources. It wouldn't be too hard to pose as the mercenaries that their cover required. <br><br>He took a sip from the steaming mug beside him and waited.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NightBird</strong> on <strong>22-02-2007, 04:34:58</strong>
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				Jezu'ul spends the trip between sleep or meditation in her cabin, exercise in an empty area of a hold and obtaining food from the common area that she would take back to her room to eat. She neither looks for nor avoids contact with the others on board.<br><br>When the day arrives for transfer to the freighter, she emerges again and remains in the common area, standing in a relaxed posture not far from Rahvyc... but a fair distance away from Sparky's gibberish mumblings...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>22-02-2007, 07:56:54</strong>
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				The Farghul remains unseen (not even having introduced himself yet) and seems to be either in his cabin in meditation or reading a datapad (usually at meal times).&nbsp; He does make his presence known for the requested meeting, however, sitting at the farthest seat and not saying anything.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>22-02-2007, 12:53:44</strong>
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				Rahvyc looked around at each of the others in turn. "I presume that you have read our orders? Does anyone have any questions, or suggestions? If we are to proceed as mercenaries, best we establish and become familiar with each others 'identities' before we arrive."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-02-2007, 18:44:44</strong>
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				Sparky gives this rather intelligent and insightful suggestion a rather apathetic shrug, as if to say 'I am a Jawa.&nbsp; I cannot pretend to be other than a Jawa.&nbsp; However, whatsoever you decide I shall support as best I can'.<br><br>The hapless astrogation droid, which is today held on something like a leash, merely bleeps sadly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>26-02-2007, 00:19:24</strong>
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				Rahvyc looks over at the short robed figure, and simply nods. "Naturally, some of us will find it easier to assume a fresh identity than others." His lips quirked in a brief smile. "You will be our supply and technical component. No one will expect you to be fighting anyway."<br><br>He looked around at the others. "Other roles we would expect to have would include pilot ... unless one of you feels well qualified for that, I will assume this role ... sniper, heavy weapons, ground vehicles operators. Naturally we would all be expected to fight, but we would be each expected to have other roles. What can you propose for yourselves?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NightBird</strong> on <strong>26-02-2007, 04:08:51</strong>
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				A rasping laugh sounds from Jezu'ul, the first vocalization she's made since they'd been summoned to the Master's office. The voice modulator in her environmental suit amplified the whisper of her voice while distorting it to something as genderless in its own way as Sparky's. "A human traveling with a Farghul, a Jawa and an Ubese would be remarkable anywhere, but... consider me your scout. I know neither heavy weapons nor vehicles."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>26-02-2007, 13:24:56</strong>
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				"Under normal circumstances, you would no doubt be correct." Rahvyc replied. "Where mercenaries are concerned, species is somewhat less important than skill. If you can do the job you're required for, that is generally good enough. Mercenaries tend to be pragmatic." He looked around at the others, a considering expression on his face.<br><br>"One other question that needs to be addressed. Since no one was specified as in charge of this operation by the Lord, we will need to establish that before we land. For the purposes of our cover if nothing else."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>27-02-2007, 00:26:31</strong>
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				The Farghul pauses to take a handful of cookies from the plate in the middle of the table.&nbsp; "Vehicles," he says quietly; yet even that word makes his voice sound...out of phase?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NightBird</strong> on <strong>27-02-2007, 00:41:14</strong>
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				Jezu'ul nodded deeply to Rahvyc, a half-bow with an element of mockery to it. "Skill I can give you," she confirmed, then straightened, her head turning to the Farghul as he spoke, tilting slightly as she pondered the odd sound to his voice, but she made no direct comment, returning her attention to Rahvyc instead.&nbsp; "The one to act as commander needs to be someone who can negotiate well. You are likely the best candidate for that, but don't expect it shall mean I follow you blindly."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>27-02-2007, 01:50:35</strong>
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				"When we have the time to talk things through, then I have no issue with that." replied Rahvyc, "But if I am in charge, and I give an order, I expect it to be obeyed. We may not always have the luxury of my explaining my every thought to you." He turned to look at the Farghul. "Vehicles it is, then."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>27-02-2007, 02:06:29</strong>
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				The Farghul simply nods and returns his attention back to the datapad that he'd brought with him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NightBird</strong> on <strong>27-02-2007, 05:06:56</strong>
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				Straightening away from the wall, Jezu'ul rolls her shoulders, then returns to leaning in a more obviously lounging position. "I swear I shall follow every order you give that's worth following... sir."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-02-2007, 05:10:03</strong>
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				Sparky looks from face to face as the others talk amongst themselves, having already more or less been given the only reasonable position open to him.&nbsp; Giving the leash a yank, he and the droid both retreat a few steps out of the way as Jezu'ul makes the obvious statement...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>27-02-2007, 11:05:36</strong>
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				Rahvyc looks over at Jezu'ul, giving her a flat look. "Perhaps you misunderstood. Since you have chosen me to lead, I lead, and you obey. If I give an order, it will be obeyed, whether you think it worthy or not."<br><br>He lounged back in his seat, watching her. "I do not give orders for my own amusement. If I order something done, there will be a good reason for it. Are we clear?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NightBird</strong> on <strong>27-02-2007, 14:17:30</strong>
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				If the displeased expression fazes Jezu'ul in any way, her body language doesn't show it, and the suit hides any facial expression. When she responds, though, it doesn't seem to be amusement that colors her voice. Even allowing for the voice modulator's distortion, there seems little inflection to it at all.<br><br>"Then let us be clear. It is not your amusement that concerns me. I am no one's sacrificial offering to the Sith spirits. I will not purchase your life--or anyone else's--with my own, no matter how good a reason you think you have. I agree to follow any order you give that does not stink of suicide. Does that satisfy you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>27-02-2007, 15:36:20</strong>
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				Rahvyc nodded. "Good enough. I have no intention of sacracificing anyone, but I'm sure you realise as well as I do that whatever we are doing is likely to have some degree of risk to it. If there is danger, that means danger for all of us."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NightBird</strong> on <strong>28-02-2007, 05:42:09</strong>
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				Jezu'ul nodded, slowly but evenly. "Agreed. I would be a fool to think this life is without risk, but I would also be a fool to trust unconditionally, as I am certain you appreciate. It is good that we understand each other. Is there more we need to discuss?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>28-02-2007, 11:18:21</strong>
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				Rahvyc nodded. "There is. As these ..." he held up one of his lightsabers ... "tend to be a little noticible, I suggest we draw what equipment we can from the ships stores. Blasters, armour, general equipment that we can use, and that would be expected to have. If you want something in particular, give your requests to our supply officer." His lips twisted into a smile as he turned to Sparky. <br><br>"Get whatever you can lay your hands on, or at least as much as my authority will allow you to. I'm sure an inventive individual like yourself should have little difficulty in getting what we need, either here or on planet."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NightBird</strong> on <strong>05-03-2007, 01:46:58</strong>
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				"As you say," Jezu'ul responded, agreeing with Rahvyc's assessment. "That very obviousness is why I do not use one."<br><br>Turning to Sparky, she added in an unintentionally condescending tone, "I would find a rifle to be of use, and energy packs, tools and general supplies. Best to get more than less, though. We can sell things we cannot use, in case we need funds for bribery or other purchases later. I look forward to seeing what you can acquire."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-03-2007, 05:50:59</strong>
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				Jezu'ul may not understand a word of Jawa, but Sparky's body language says a great deal.&nbsp; Mostly, it says "Well, du'uh..." with a side order of "I just fix the stuff, sister.&nbsp; I don't buy it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>10-03-2007, 11:54:49</strong>
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				"If we have nothing else that needs attending to immediately," Rahvyc said "Perhaps we should all head down to the supply rooms. I suspect we may have a better chance obtaining what we need with a small show of force. And failing that," he turned to look at Sparky, "I can keep the supply officers busy while you <em>find</em> what we may need."<br><br>He looked around at the others. "Is there anything else needs discussing now?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-03-2007, 18:02:11</strong>
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				The idea of 'requisition' seems to make the Jawa giggle evilly.&nbsp; At least, that's probably what the peculiar noise coming from the black robes should signify...<br><br>Rahvyc's other question earns a shrug and a shake of the head 'no'.&nbsp; Giving the droid's leash another yank, Sparky seems quite ready to go forth and cause trouble.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>10-03-2007, 18:34:36</strong>
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				Unfortunately for you, the ship that you're on is a supply transport; not a personnel transport.&nbsp; So no supply officers (with a crew of 6, 4 beign astromechs) on the transport.&nbsp; As for what the ship is carrying...you have no idea.<br><br>(What?&nbsp; You thought it was going to be that easy?)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>10-03-2007, 19:14:59</strong>
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				In that case I'll log into the ships systems, see what I can find in public about its cargo, then go digging deeper and see what else is there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>10-03-2007, 19:18:47</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=8700.msg325698#msg325698">Quote from: hairyheretic on 10-03-2007, 19:14:59</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">In that case I'll log into the ships systems, see what I can find in public about its cargo, then go digging deeper and see what else is there.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>All righty, that'll be a computer use check.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>10-03-2007, 20:43:47</strong>
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				Roll Result: hairyheretic rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Computer use check<br>Result: 16, <br>Total: 20 (+4 from my computer use skill)
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NightBird</strong> on <strong>15-03-2007, 05:33:36</strong>
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				Jezu'ul makes a sound of irritation at the Jawa's response to her perfectly reasonable 'request' for equipment, sees Rahvyc working on the ship computer and then decides to go look around, see what she can find in the cargo.<br><br>{Let me know what to roll for the check(s)}
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>15-03-2007, 12:35:02</strong>
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				Let's see...first of all, you'd have to get into the cargo bay.&nbsp; It's locked, of course.<br><br>(You do realize that it's a cargo freighter?)
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NightBird</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 06:34:49</strong>
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				What kind of lock? Mechanical, palmprint, or ??<br><br>(Well, yeah. You said so. ;) )
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 12:42:00</strong>
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				Magnetically sealed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NightBird</strong> on <strong>17-03-2007, 03:48:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jezu'ul's lip curls, not that anyone could see it within her suit, as she pokes around and doesn't see any obvious openings. She considers trying to force one of them, but she'd rather not risk her sword or hold-out dagger quite yet. Returning to where the others are gathered, she tries to get a look over Rahvyc's shoulder at what he's finding with the computer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>17-03-2007, 21:04:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=8700.msg325708#msg325708">Quote from: hairyheretic on 10-03-2007, 20:43:47</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Roll Result: hairyheretic rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Computer use check<br>Result: 16, <br>Total: 20 (+4 from my computer use skill)<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Invalid login."<br><br>The Farghul, in the mean time (not the nice time), helped himself to another handful of cookies then disappeared to his cabin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>20-03-2007, 02:40:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rahvyc grimmaced at the screen, considering whether it was worth pushing harder at it. "Probably not." he thought. "Besides, the captain most likely has things of his own he won't want found. I suppose it will be better to contact him, and see if we can get the things we need."<br><br>((OOC - how do I contact the captain? Intercom?))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>22-03-2007, 00:29:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				If by captain you mean pilot, then you can probably find him in the cockpit.&nbsp; You haven't actually been told who's running the ship.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>22-03-2007, 00:33:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Oh, ok. In that case i'll head for the cockpit to talk to whoever thinks they're in charge ;)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>22-03-2007, 00:34:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Go right on ahead.&nbsp; You find one very busy human male yelling at a rather frazzled looking astromech.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>22-03-2007, 00:42:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rahvyc leaned against the wall of the cockpit, observing the pilot. <br><br>((OOC - What's he ranting about? I have Empathy and Pilot so should be able to make a fair guess.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>22-03-2007, 00:48:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well check it again.&nbsp; You droids break.&nbsp; In the head.&nbsp; Or whatever you call that."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>22-03-2007, 00:56:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Is there a problem? Something I might be able to help with?" asked Rahvyc, still leaning against the wall nonchalantly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>22-03-2007, 00:58:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Who are you and what the hell do you want?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>22-03-2007, 01:02:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rahvyc leaned away from the wall, his hand brushing back his tunic to reveal momentarily the lightsaber at his belt. The move looked just like his shifting position, but he'd found it drew the attention of people, indicating his authority without the need for messy explanations.<br><br>"I am in charge of the party that you are transporting. And I'm the person offering to help you. Now, what seems to be the problem?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>22-03-2007, 01:25:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And I give a gizka's ass why?&nbsp; Because I don't need or what your 'help'. And why the hell are you in my cockpit?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>22-03-2007, 01:46:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rahvyc sighed mentally. "You try to be polite and look what it gets you." he thought. "I wonder if anyone would care if I killed him."<br><br>"I am here." he said "Because we have a job to do. You are to assist with that. Now, report. How long til we are due to arrive? What are your instructions?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>22-03-2007, 21:31:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't report to you."&nbsp; He pauses to kick the astromech in the body as it leaves.&nbsp; "So you can take your overtrained ass out of my cockpit.&nbsp; As if you taking over my cabin isn't enough."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>22-03-2007, 21:45:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rahvyc shook his head slowly. "I have endeavoured to be patient and polite with you. My patience is not endless." He reached out through the force, grasping the mans senstive parts with a grip that could quite easily turning crushing. "Now, let us try that again."<br><br>((OOC - going for the Vader style force grip, just not on the trachea. I figure this will get his attention better, and leave him able to talk.&nbsp; ;D ))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>24-03-2007, 00:46:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				You feel the grip slip off of him, and it leaves you with an uncomfortable feeling.&nbsp; It is as if this pilot, whoever he is, seems to be .... not a hole in the Force but rather ... as if he isn't really there.&nbsp; &nbsp;Like he's resistant to Force effects....
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>24-03-2007, 00:59:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rahvyc narrowed his eyes as he felt his grip loosen and slip. "Impressive." he thought. "I wonder how he does that."<br><br>He gave his thoughts a mental shake then spoke aloud. "Since you do not wish my company, then simply giving me what I need will see me leave. And the sooner we are off your ship, the sooner you will have your cabin back. I would have thought you'd be counting the moments til then."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>24-03-2007, 01:02:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh but I am."&nbsp; The human agrees.&nbsp; "And we're on both course and time of arrival as per the schedule you were given."&nbsp; He glowers at you.&nbsp; "Now get out."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>24-03-2007, 01:10:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No sense in spending any further time here I suppose." Rahvyc thought. "He's obviously not going to cooperate, and short of lopping off something important I doubt I'll be able to persuade him to. Tempting as that thought is, it would interfere with the mission. He isn't important enough to slow things down for. Not this time at least." Rahvyc fixed the mans face in his mind, making a mental note to find out more about him when this mission was completed, then turned and left the cockpit.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NightBird</strong> on <strong>27-03-2007, 00:21:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Enjoying the anonymity the face mask provided, Jezu'ul allowed herself a wicked smirk as she caught a glimpse of Rahvyc's results from his attempt to access inventory information, so she returns to her insolent posture, leaning against the wall, arms crossed, drumming the fingers of one hand on the armguard of the other arm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>27-03-2007, 00:27:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rahvyc shrugged as he walked past Jezu'ul. "The captain was less than forthcoming with his assistance. It would seem we will have to make do with what we have, til we land at least. That is still on schedule though. I presume you had no better luck with the direct approach?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NightBird</strong> on <strong>27-03-2007, 06:47:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm not inadequately equipped," she dryly replied, the voice modulator managing to convey something of her tone if not the feminine pitch. "Unless you're strong enough to break the locks, or Sparky's droid has hidden talents, I believe we have few options unless it would be your order that I attempt to slice the system."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>27-03-2007, 10:24:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rahvyc considered the suggestion for a few moments. "No. No, I think that would be more trouble than it's worth right now. Save it til we're on planet, and can find somewhere that definately has what we will need. No point in you opening the cargo bay to find it contains just foodstuffs, or small furry creatures."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-03-2007, 15:46:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=8700.msg332627#msg332627">Quote from: NightBird on 27-03-2007, 06:47:22</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I'm not inadequately equipped," she dryly replied, the voice modulator managing to convey something of her tone if not the feminine pitch. "Unless you're strong enough to break the locks, or Sparky's droid has hidden talents, I believe we have few options unless it would be your order that I attempt to slice the system."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>A dry snicker comes from Sparky at this 'honorable mention'.&nbsp; He nudges the droid, which bleeps sadly and trundles forward to 'examine' the lock...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>06-04-2007, 19:51:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After several more days of staring at each other, you manage to arrive in system with everyone more or less intact.&nbsp; You're transfered over to the freighter that you're supposed to arrive on then head planetside.&nbsp; You land to find someone already waiting for you.<br>*cues the new guy*
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>06-04-2007, 23:52:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Deram Nova watched the freigther to land, and when passengers started come out he opened his datapad and opened the screen, in the screen was description and pictures of the people what he was asked to meet at the docks. Of course the datapad had no information on subjects, all the neccesary info of them and their mission was gived in his briefing from his employer.<br><br><em>Great, I have been asked babysit some sith brats while they are staying here do their tricks or task what their masters have sended to do some damn bloody useless reason likely.</em><br><br>He starts see the passengers and after all were noted to have arrived alive and apparently in good health, Deram closes the screen and places datapad into it's holder and then into his backpack. He calmly rises from lotus position, his vibroblade in scabbard in his waist and his light repeater blaster rifle hanging relaxingly from his right shoulder from weapon belt (and his hand reflexively holding the belt for easy access for the deadly weapon).<br><br>He walks whit calm steps, wearing mere blast helm and vest, towards the group and when the group see he is coming he waves at them and when they are normal speaking range he says; "Hello, I am Deram Nova, your contact in this filth hole while on your stay in here. Also no talking of your quest or task while at public nor talking of your names but if you have any mortal needs mention them now so we can do some shopping before we go seek place were you shall rest, meditate or whatever you do when not doing your task."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>07-04-2007, 00:59:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Your subtlty is most refreshing." said Rahvyc dryly. "If there is accomidation prepared, then we should settle in there first, then we can decide what <em>shopping</em> is required."<br><br>He paused, glancing at the newcomer. "I trust, however, that you have some way of proving you are who you say you are?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>07-04-2007, 04:00:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Deram coldly smiles and says; "I dont need prove anything, but your master himself will tell you that I am right guy." Deram takes from his backpack his personall holoprojector and offers it towards Rahvyc. In the holoprojector is stored the original transmission where is message to him and the group when it comes regards to Deram Nova.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>07-04-2007, 04:08:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jawa looks at droid.&nbsp; Droid presumably turns visual sensors to regard jawa.&nbsp; Jawa fumbles with his Whammpamanga AlienEnhancer Voxbox for a moment.<br><br>"<em>Greetings.&nbsp; I understand.&nbsp; Can I shoot him now?</em>"<br><br>Judging by the exasperated growl from beneath the hood, that last is probably a mistake.<br><br>"<em>Take me to your leader.&nbsp; Can I shoot him now?</em>"<br><br>As is that.<br><br>The droid bleeps sadly as if to say 'don't look at me, <em>I</em> didn't reprogram that thing'.<br><br>"<em>Do I @$#&amp;ing look like I speak Basic?</em>"<br><br>With another growl, the jawa shuts the VoxBox off and tucks it back inside his voluminous black robes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>14-04-2007, 22:40:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Needless to say, your presence and general activies seem to be drawing attention.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>15-04-2007, 11:35:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rahvyc flicked on the holoprojector long enough to glance at the individual it showed, then turned it off again. He looked around at the others, using the movement to look around the area they were in. "Too public for a discussion here." he thought, and turned back to their guide. <br><br>"Lead on. We can discuss matters further once we're settled in." he said quietly.<br><br>((OOC - Is it possible to sense if anyone is paying undue attention to our group?))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>15-04-2007, 12:08:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Deram nods and says; "Follow me then folks, I know a decent inn where you can stay and discuss private matters. So long you dont mind the other patrons staying there." Deram starts lead the group into the slums and towards a building which he had planned as staying place for the group.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>16-04-2007, 12:03:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((You assume incorrectly.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>16-04-2007, 14:23:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=8700.msg338603#msg338603">Quote from: Hunter on 16-04-2007, 12:03:28</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">((You assume incorrectly.))<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>((Ok, sorry for my post then :(. I edited it more short.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-04-2007, 15:40:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=8700.msg338360#msg338360">Quote from: Zaer Darkwail on 15-04-2007, 12:08:06</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Deram nods and says; "Follow me then folks, I know a decent inn where you can stay and discuss private matters. So long you dont mind the other patrons staying there." Deram starts lead the group into the slums and towards a building which he had planned as staying place for the group.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Sparky follows along, yanking his 'droid by it's leash and causing the poor put-upon astromech to bleep and whine petulanty.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>17-04-2007, 00:20:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=8700.msg338350#msg338350">Quote from: hairyheretic on 15-04-2007, 11:35:52</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">((OOC - Is it possible to sense if anyone is paying undue attention to our group?))<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>((It is possible.))<br>The Farghul calmly thumps the droid on top of the 'head' which makes it bleep and whine a whole lot less all of a sudden.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>18-04-2007, 15:57:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Deram looks catiously while he moves, altough their group is too big to be mug target but some may find big groups as possible threat to some plan which they asume the group knows about or some would not like some Sith guys around. So Deram looked any inviduals which looked suspicious or tried spot ambushers......<br><br>Spot 12 (http://elliquiy.com/diceserv/index.php?r=1267)<br>Sense Motive (9) (http://elliquiy.com/diceserv/index.php?r=1268)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>21-04-2007, 00:09:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rahvyc moved through the streets, projecting an aura of confidence in his stance and stride. Most criminals were cowards ... quick enough to attack if they sensed weakness, but they were unlike to press against someone who was unafraid of them. He paused occasionally to look in shop windows, turning to allow his peripheral vision to watch behind them.<br><br>((Roll Result: hairyheretic rolled: 1d20, modifying each die by 3<br>Comment: Spot check<br>Result: 15))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>28-04-2007, 15:05:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				You notice nothing out of the unusual.&nbsp; Therefore, you go wherever you were going without problems.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>01-05-2007, 11:12:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rahvyc nodded slightly, satisfied with the situation. The trip from the docks had gone as smoothly as could be hoped for, and it seemed they were in unseen. He knew better than to relax completely though .. just because he hadn't seen anyone watching them, it didn't mean there was no one.<br><br>He looked around the small room he stood in. Basic, but it would suffice. "Time to find out more." he thought, and headed towards their guides door. Reaching it, he knocked on it and waited for a response.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-05-2007, 15:23:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sparky the Jawa and Droid follow casually behind.&nbsp; Well, Sparky follows casually.&nbsp; The droid gets yanked by its leash...and seems to be fighting as hard as it can.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>02-05-2007, 21:06:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Deram shouts; "Come in!" When Rahvyc enters he sees Deram Nova's appartment is stoitically simple and lacking furniture besides bed and simple table whti chair. It seems he carries all what he owns in his backpack. He was checking his vibroblade and was putting it back together, had been replacing near used up energy cell.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>03-05-2007, 01:19:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rahvyc steps in through the doorway, glancing left and right automatically, then stepping to the side to allow the Jawa to enter. He leaned back against the wall, waiting til the door had closed before speaking again. "So," he said, "What do you have for us?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>07-06-2007, 21:00:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Sorry for not replying, I would had replied decades ago but DM have not yet gived me ANY idea what your mission is or what I am supposed to 'help' whit or how far I have proceed in background wise :P.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>08-06-2007, 01:58:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((It's not MY fault that you didn't review the game threads.&nbsp; So there.&nbsp; &nbsp;:P&nbsp; And besides, I did already tell you.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Starwars d20: Return of the Sith] Episode One: Trouble With Triffles</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>08-06-2007, 14:06:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Your explanation either I did not get or did not provide enough information :P. But I think I thinked a solution to this and make now a post...))<br><br>When Rahvyc asked his question Deram was placing the cover disc over the power cell and tested his vibroblade and replied; "Depends by your orders or your mission. I was provided little information what your mission or aim was. I was hired as your guide and as 'backup' incase of trouble. So tell me what you wish accomplish here and I see what I can do."
			</dd>
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