Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread
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				Title: <strong>Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LSWSjr</strong> on <strong>22-04-2016, 11:44:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa116/LSWSjr/f896aef2-fb64-4ab2-824c-4aa4c805afa1_zpsh2z5izry.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa116/LSWSjr/291726ee-969e-45ce-9638-beac15934db0_zpstn0htkij.jpg)</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Jedi Praxeum on Yavin 4</strong></span></div><br><div style="text-align: justify;">For the last few nights, you've been plagued by haunting nightmares of a gargantuan figure in tattered robes sweeping across thousands of screaming civilians and adding them into the ever growing mass of unliving abominations that march in its wake.&nbsp; You've felt the waves of Dark Side energy radiating from the unhuman giant, paralyzing its victims so it can easily convert them into mindless slaves of its influence.<br><br>In the dream, small groupings of X-Wings and Tie Fighters co-operate in bombing runs against the creature, their missiles passing ineffectually through its body to instead send clusters of its mutated minions tumbling into the air; provoking the monster to swing its equally large weapon, connecting with some of the lower flying starfighters and fatally driving them into nearby buildings.<br><br>Now this morning, instead of waking to your normal routine, you and all those who have shared in these visions stand assembled before several of the senior Jedi, with rumors that Master Skywalker will soon appear with word for you all to leave the safety of the temple and investigate the truth behind these nightmares.</div><br><br><br><br><div style="text-align: right;"><strong>Links:</strong><br>Request Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247416.0)<br>Character Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247932.0)<br>OOC Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=249027.0)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Togashi</strong> on <strong>22-04-2016, 12:23:12</strong>
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				Aaron was certain he was going to be lectured once more on the dangers of the Dark Side of the Force. When the instructors had managed to find him he was once again exploring one of the Massassi temples like he often did before breakfast. There were no treasures, no traps, or anything he could find in there but old inscriptions that had long since been deciphered and puzzled over. And yet he was drawn to them anyway. It didn't hurt that the Massassi drew his mind from the nightmares. He had spoken to Master Skywalker about his dreams, not sure what the Force was trying to tell him. But he was sure that it was trying to get something across.<br><br>His body was clad in simple black clothes, with his lightsaber dangling at his hip in the small holster attached to his belt.&nbsp; He yawned lightly as he followed the instructor into the lift. He was sure he was going to be taken to Master Skywalker. Or perhaps Master Katarn would have some insight on the Dark Side. Or perhaps one of the other masters would be doling it out this time. He grinned at that thought. The masters never seemed to know what to do with him, sneaking out at all hours of the night. Slipping into the kitchen for late night snacks was one thing. Even strict masters had waved that off in the past. But this would be the third lecture in as many days.<br><br>His surprise came when the lift stopped and he was ushered into the anti-chamber for the Council room. His heart sank, most of the time one didn't go into the council chamber alone and come out with good news. Was he going to be expelled? His mind raced with thoughts of what he might have done that warranted such punishment as the instructor lead him into the council chambers. As he entered he eyed the Masters, taking in his surroundings as the instructor left him there.<br><br>He couldn't figure out why he was there. It wasn't like he had decided to leave, harmed anyone else, or even the creatures in the forest. Well except for that plant that had tried to eat him but he had only wounded it! And even then it had found a much easier meal by the time the instructor had come to bring him back so he hadn't endangered the older male. He looked around the room at the masters and gulped lightly as he stood before them.<br><br>"Masters I-" he started.<br><br>But the hand of one of them cut him off. He knew better than to try and interrupt a master. Apparently they wanted him to sweat it out. Then again perhaps this had to do with his dream. He'd heard others whisper about it in the mess hall. If others were having the same dream, even if only somewhat similar, then the Force was trying to tell them something. And Aaron did not think he was going to like what it had to say. Taking this all in he waited silently, letting the gears in his mind whirl as he waited for whatever came next.
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				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>22-04-2016, 12:34:50</strong>
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				(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/45/Vakier.jpg)<br><strong>Xal'Drexel</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247932.msg12261277#msg12261277)<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Hit Points&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;31/31</div></div><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Xal'drexel stood with his long fingered hands clasped idly together behind his back.&nbsp; Some might mistake the blood carver for being in a relaxed, military 'at ease' stance, though those who gave it a moment's thought might note that he was standing 9 inches taller than he usually did.&nbsp; Xal's digitigrade legs were extended rather further than usual.&nbsp; It was a primordial biological response for them, standing tall and looking about warily for danger while seeming relaxed.&nbsp; If he were a cat, he'd have his back arched and his fur starting to stand on end!&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Xal took several deep breaths and made himself relax, sinking down on his ankles to a typical height for a tall human.&nbsp; He looked to the people standing next to him and inquired softly, “Did you have the nightmares too?”&nbsp; <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Ampere</strong> on <strong>22-04-2016, 13:51:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i483.photobucket.com/albums/rr199/James_Gavin/lady_ardana___updated_by_elfguy-d37ipgc_zpsih4rc8i2.jpg~original)</div><br><strong>Gasrel N'Toth</strong><br><br>Gasrel kept her face inscrutable and allowed her body to relax into the most comfortable position. The Twi'lek could tell that this scene would play out at its own speed, and any questions she might have would need to wait until the masters had said their piece. <br><br><em>Best to stay silent and be thought a fool, than to open my mouth and remove all doubt.</em><br><br>The idea of leaving the temple was exciting, although that excitement was somewhat dulled by the apparent threat behind these nightmares. But Gasrel knew the force sensitive were a precious resource and she was willing to trust the masters to safeguard that potential.
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				Post by: <strong>Hobbes1266</strong> on <strong>22-04-2016, 14:33:12</strong>
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				<strong>Sasea Oembrem</strong><br><br>Sasea stood stiffly in the room glancing around nervously at the other padawans, failing miserably at any attempt to hide her emotions. <em>What the shit am I doing here? Why are these people here? This is such Hutt shit! I didn't do anything...</em> she thought with growing irritation and the beginnings of anger.<br><br>She tried to relax before frowning thinking back to the trees she'd mutilated with her mothers lightsabers to unleash her anger and frustration the night before. She looked at the others as she waited impatiently wondering what they did to get in trouble.
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				Post by: <strong>A Person On A Computer</strong> on <strong>23-04-2016, 02:51:32</strong>
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				When Kyle Katarn had shown up at his door, Kessro had no reason to worry.&nbsp; While the older Jedi was slightly early, the two of them usually went together to a secluded area of the Praxeum to play games of Dejarik.&nbsp; It was not because Kyle was a good Dejarik player.&nbsp; No, on the contrary, he had no idea how to use his Kintan Strider, and the young Miraluka had defeated his Grimtaash more times than he could count.&nbsp; The reason they got together to play Dejarik was in order to help him get more accustomed to life with the Jedi.&nbsp; After all, the Luka Sene had been more about mental pursuits than physical ones as they stretched their senses to the limit through the Force.&nbsp; So, Kessro was more than grateful to the Jedi for coming to his door every day at around the same time to ask if he was interested in playing a game even though the Miraluka knew that Kyle would not usually have played.&nbsp; Considering today a day like no other, he simply left his synth leather duster hanging next to the door where he had placed it the previous night and walked out into the hallway without it.&nbsp; Shutting the door behind him, he reached into his pocket and withdrew a piece of rich, purple cloth which he tied around his head to obscure the place where eyes would have been on a similarly-shaped human, making sure that he did not tie the cloth over his hair.&nbsp; As he finished the procedure, a breeze took the opportunity to blow and remind him just why he liked to fix the cloth just that way.&nbsp; It played with a few stray locks of his dark hair like a lover's caress.&nbsp; She even took the opportunity to let her cool breath play along the skin of his his upper chest made visible by his partially unbuttoned shirt.&nbsp; <br><br>As the two of them began to walk, Kessro began to notice the silence.&nbsp; While he was comfortable without conversation, it was unlike Kyle to say something as they made their way to the Dejarik board.&nbsp; Even if it was an attempt that would eventually cause conversation to fall flat, he would usually make the effort.&nbsp; Noting the abnormality and filing it away in his mind, the young Miraluka was content to let the silence hang in the air only to be interrupted by the dull sound of his synth leather boots against the stone floor of the ziggurat level where they were walking.&nbsp; <br><br>Slowly, Kessro began to sense everyone else.&nbsp; First, the Masters as their strength in the Force was much easier to detect.&nbsp; Then, the students.&nbsp; They were all gathered in one room.&nbsp; Without missing a step, he reached up and began to button his shirt up.&nbsp; It was one thing if they were going to play Dejarik or start a training session, but having this many of them before the other Jedi spoke of the fact that there was something serious going on.&nbsp; He would not show up to a formal setting while not looking his best.&nbsp; Though, he would have liked to have worn his jacket.&nbsp; The mild irritation at Kyle for not informing him of the situation passed as soon as it came to his mind.&nbsp; There was no question what this was about, after all.&nbsp; Urgency must have overcome manners in this situation.&nbsp; It had to be about the dreams.&nbsp; The Luka Sene often paid close attention to such things, so seeing a similar circumstance occur at the Praxeum actually made Kessro feel more at home.&nbsp; Perhaps circumstances were similar here?&nbsp; <br><br>Upon entering the room, the young Miraluka could tell how wrong he was about his last thought.&nbsp; Given how sensitive he was to fluctuations in the Force, the bundles of emotion ranging from irritation to anxiety coming from the other students made him want to shudder.&nbsp; So, gathering everyone together to discuss dreams was not a common event.&nbsp; Slowly, he strode to his place among the students before the Masters.&nbsp; Taking a deep breath, kept his hands behind his back, feeling the weight hanging from the right side of his belt.&nbsp; The metal of the lightsaber there was well-worn from its years, but it and its partner hidden at the small of his back were gifts from Kyle when he had been taken in by the Jedi.&nbsp; Part welcome gift, part necessary tool and symbol of the Jedi.&nbsp; Kessro had taken to focusing his attention on their existence with him to keep emotions in check--and anchor to keep his mind steady.&nbsp; And it worked as it usually did.&nbsp; A ripple appeared across the pond of his mind, but after a few moments it was still once more.&nbsp; <br><br>Soon, the Masters would explain why they had all been gathered before them.&nbsp; Questions would be answered in their due time.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>23-04-2016, 03:54:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6a/Zalara_Faan.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Zalara Faan <br><strong>Location:</strong> Training Room<br><strong>Role:</strong> Jedi<br><br>Zalara spun her left leg sweeping as she dropped to the ground, her body parallel to the floor as the large metal glaive disrupted the air near her ear.&nbsp; The blade was close, closer than it had been recently, Zalara wondered if Talashi was pushing her harder or losing her touch.&nbsp; The Echani hand maiden had jumped, her legs flipping above her in the air as she swung the glaive, making Zalara's attack moot.&nbsp; As Zalara came out of her sweep she spun again as quick slices came down in the place where she should have been.&nbsp; <br><br>Her spin brought her back up into a combat stance, the two large sticks that would replicate lightsabers in weight and motion at the ready.&nbsp; Talashi jabbed once, blocked easily, jabbed again, with the same result.&nbsp; She and Zalara had been training like this for years, each knowing and being able to anticipate each other's moves without question.&nbsp; While fighting someone you could anticipate and understand seemed senseless to most people, to the Echani, it was a perfect form or dance and communication between warriors that could not be replicated. <br><br>The third jab came high instead of low as Talashi usually did, but Zalara swatted it away with ease, a toothy grin on her ash white skin.&nbsp; I know all of your moves....why test me."&nbsp; Zalara asked as they slowly walked around the edges of the circle, just outside of each others reach outside of the glaive's range.&nbsp; The other woman stood in a similar combat stance.&nbsp; Her tall lithe body was more muscle than curve or bend as most women had.&nbsp; A lifetime of being a handmaiden tended to take away the aspects of their female identity for a more powerful form.&nbsp; The two women fought in the nude, Talashi's small breasts and grey white skin shimmered with sweat as they stared across at each other.&nbsp; Zalara was not better off, aside from the fact that her body had not been broken down and rebuilt through years of combat. Her body still retained a semblance of curvyness and her breasts were much larger than Talashi's.&nbsp; <br><br>The sound of footsteps down the hallway broke their stalemate as both women moved as quick as blinks towards the piles of robes lying on either side of the hall.&nbsp; Within seconds both were covered in robes as one of the Senior Jedi entered the hall.&nbsp; <strong>"Come with me.&nbsp; We need a word."</strong>&nbsp; Talashi shot Zalara a glance which Zalara quickly shook off with a nod before nodding respectfully to her trainer before slipping in behind the master.<br><br>In the council chamber she was greeted with looks from a few of the other Jedi as she slid up next to Aaron.&nbsp; "What have you got us into now human?"&nbsp; She seethed through her teeth as she crashed her shoulder solidly into his.&nbsp; Aaron had been known to be more rogue than Jedi most times.&nbsp; Their connection over the years had grown into more of a friendly rivalry than anything, which gave the cold aggressive Echani even more reason to chide him whenever there was a chance. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Hexed</strong> on <strong>23-04-2016, 04:26:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette4.wikia.nocookie.net/swfanon/images/c/ce/Jedi_Knight_Sato_Kin-Kari.jpg/revision/latest/top-crop/width/480/height/480?cb=20080126054101)</div><strong>Josest Rochay</strong><br><strong>Assembly</strong><br><br>Yet another morning finds Josest already awake as strange dreams drive him from slumber. His well worn lightsaber flips end over end as he paces back and forth within his room, the idle tossing pausing every now and then when his finger ghosts across the activation switch of the weapon before returning to flipping the lethal tool. With a deep breath his pacing stops and he moves with firm strides to stand not before his usual padawan robes but the dark and armored form of his jumpsuit. Quick motions dress him in the light armor, hands tugging various belts and packs into their place as he slowly calms. With a wry grin he pulls the outer layer of his padawan robes over his jumpsuit before leaving his room and heading for the assembly. "Lets hope this is them sending us out seeking and not some sort of mass punishment."<br><br>A quickly stilled wince flits across his face upon arriving and finding himself to be one of the last padawans to arrive. Flicking his gaze across the assembled students his wince returned as he noticed just who was among them. Stepping up beside Xal'Drexel he offers the older Blood Carver a wan smile. "Of a giant moving unstoppable and enslaving lots of people? Yeah..." He gives another look around before shrugging. "I'd say there's a good chance we're here for those odd dreams... Or we're being repremanded for something. There's a lot of the more... violent students here." He tugs lightly at his robes before straightening up and focusing upon the senior Jedi before them, his head tilting slightly as he speaks to Xal'Drexel in a slightly lower tone. "Think I'd have been better off in full padawan garb instead of armor?"<br><br><br><br><br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Togashi</strong> on <strong>23-04-2016, 05:14:28</strong>
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				Aaron was lost in his thoughts as others gathered. He wasn't surprised to see some of them, but he wondered if they had all had the same dream. He was contemplating this when Master Katarn arrived with Kessro. He nodded gently at the eyeless male, trying to give a sense of reassurance through the Force. Until his attention was drawn by a sudden jolt to the shoulder. He didn't need to look at her to know it was Zalara, she was the only person he knew that would treat him that way. But he also knew she thought better of him than her words seemed to let on. Even if he did get her into trouble every now and then.<br><br>He spared a glance at the shorter humanoid, eyeing her up and down. His eyes narrowed as he let his senses take everything in. He could practically smell the sweat on her, could imagine her body coated in a light sheen of sweat. She'd been training, and he was pretty sure he knew who she'd been with. He just grinned as his eyes roamed over the others, as he let the Force fill him, reading the emotions in the room patiently.<br><br>"Not sure yet." he said softly, with a smile at the Echani woman beside him. "My guess is the dream. Seems like Joset and Xal both had it too. I've got no read on Gasrel, she's keeping to herself for the moment. Sasea's the only one that's giving off anything troubling but she's calm enough. The way I figure at this point there are two likely scenarios. We're either going to be quarantined from the rest of the academy and kept for study, or they're going to send us on a mission."<br><br>He kept the volume of his voice low, not quite a whisper but he didn't have anything to hide with his words. He didn't want to keep people from their own conversations, or the masters for that matter. Not that he expected them to, not in front of students. Aaron prided himself in his ability to assess a situation. The words said, or not said, actions demonstrated, and even the audience for whom those actions are performed. All of them came together to form a picture. And he liked to think he could deduce well enough.
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				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>23-04-2016, 05:41:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x94/Shadowphile/Purple%20andBlack_zpsucqavhib.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Cinjin Race<br><strong>Location:</strong> Meeting Room<br><strong>Role:</strong> Jedi Padawan<br><br>Cinjin wasn't entirely certain why he'd been summoned.&nbsp; There were several possibilities.&nbsp; He'd had a 'debate' with his lightsaber instructor on the concept of 'form zero'.&nbsp; He'd been having odd nightmares.&nbsp; He was certain there were a few reasons he hadn't thought of or wasn't aware of.&nbsp; His interest in healing might have spawned the meeting.&nbsp; Perhaps he'd been selected for special training.<br><br>All the possibilities evaporated when he stepped into the room.&nbsp; He looked at the other students.&nbsp; One or two had mention sharing his nightmares.&nbsp; That, coupled with the rumours that the Grand Master was considering sending a group of students on a mission, told him what the meeting was about.&nbsp; He pursed his lips and took a closer look at those around him.&nbsp; Lacking eyes, he looked at them through the Force.&nbsp; <br><br>There were a few things that everyone in the room had in common; since they were all Force sensitive to some degree or other, their auras flared around them like miniature suns.&nbsp; Aaron was awash in a field of flickering, staticky yellow, a colour Josest shared.&nbsp; Xal'Drexel was radiating dark blue while Gasrel was a lighter blue with traces of violet and lavender.&nbsp; That made him smile.&nbsp; Sasea was showing yellow and red, while Zalara was red and purple.&nbsp; Neither aura was particularly fitting for a Jedi trainee.&nbsp; Finally he turned his sight on Kessro, another of only a handful of Miraluka currently training as Jedi.&nbsp; He too was showing a light blue aura, without the interference of other colours.&nbsp; It was very much in keeping with what a Jedi's aura should look like.<br><br>"We certainly represent an interesting cross section of the student body," he said, to no one in particular.&nbsp; "Do you think they'll be sending us alone or will they send a Master?"&nbsp; For him it was a rhetorical question.&nbsp; The last time he'd been sent out on a mission with a handful of other students led by a Master Jedi, he'd ended up alone, having had to dig the graves of the people he'd been unable to save from their injuries.&nbsp; He'd learned a lot since then.
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				Post by: <strong>Mysterica</strong> on <strong>23-04-2016, 18:00:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo276/metalsonic2nd/a873037732a031915a7774dabec7a320.jpg?t=1335649016)</div><strong>Myara Kytal</strong><hr>When the dream came again Myara woke up in early morning out of breath and in a cold sweat.&nbsp; She had only mentioned the dream to one of the masters seeking understanding before but since the recurring dream seemed it wouldn't leave her alone so began to consider discussing the vision with more of her elders once day proper.&nbsp; In the meantime she would calm herself the best way she knew how.<br><br>She quickly got dressed, today in the tunic and pants provided for her when she first arrrived at the temple, though without the undertunic which wouldn't allow her skin to breathe or the tabbard or robe which got in the while she ran.&nbsp; Once dressed she quickly sneaked outside in search of new and challenging obstacles to traverse.<br><br>She'd been at it for a few hours when Master Eliru Qeewan, the one in whom Myara had seeked advice for the dream, approached and declared that she was to accompany her.&nbsp; The young Zeltron wasn't quite sure what to make of the request, but she followed along, frankly a bit ready for a relaxing walk after her vigorous exercise.<br><br>Myara followed the Mirialan woman through the temple until instructed to stand among a group of other students in front of a similarly sized group of masters which Master Qeewan joined but remained silent as though waiting for something else.&nbsp; Goosebumps appeared along the young woman's silky pink skin and a light shiver ran down her spine as the silence unnerved her though she dare not break it.
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				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>23-04-2016, 18:39:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x94/Shadowphile/Purple%20andBlack_zpsucqavhib.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Cinjin Race<br><strong>Location:</strong> Meeting Room<br><strong>Role:</strong> Jedi Padawan<br><br>Cinjin didn't say anything when Myara arrived.&nbsp; He simply slid off the half-cloak that he wore draped around one shoulder and extended it towards the shivering Zelton.&nbsp; He didn't need it at that moment and she was radiating discomfort, which, combined with the way the hair on her arms was standing upright likely meant she was cold.&nbsp; The cloak would warm her even if it did hide some of her more impressive assets.<br><br>It would also have the pleasant side affect of absorbing some of her scent, so that when he got the cloak back, it would smell <em>amazing.</em>
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				Post by: <strong>Revelation</strong> on <strong>24-04-2016, 08:59:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/bT5s4JM.png)</div><br><strong>Ellard Albrecht</strong> (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=781081)<br><hr><br>Among the padawan, few would have been known for their dedication to the martial training of the Jedi as Ellard. Knowing innately that he was a better warrior than a manipulator of the force, he sought to turn that skill into a strength, not a weakness. The fact he had been given a second chance from the dirty streets of his home planet, to the monastery training that he was in now, was never a gift that eluded him either. A polite and mannered jedi, one could still see the excitement that lay underneath his steadied hands and focus with a blade, as he did yearn for more – even if he had to wait for that time to come. Not one to open up initially, he had made some friends amongst the other Padawan like Aaron, but for the most part... He did not seek to keep to himself on purpose, but it just came out that way sometimes.<br><br>Dressed properly in uniform, the larger than average hilt of his saber rested on his elt, as if ready for action. The dream he had the night before haunted him, it felt so... different from other dreams. It was a nightmare, a very vivid one at that. The shifting and nigh-intangible mass of horrors and terrors did not even fear the barrage of torpedos, it was focused on turning the unwitting masses into more fuel for its massive form. Was that a vision? It was so unlike any other nightmare he’d had before... The dingy streets of Nar Shaddaa or the violence of gangs paled in comparison to such malfeasance. <br><br>Regardless, he was with his fellow students now. And the seniors, of course. He stood politely, his breathing light, eyes aglow. They were here for a reason, and he did not desire to disappoint in any matter. Though when Aaron was ribbed faintly by Zalara, his eyes turned to her. “It’s not him. Looks like we all had the same nightmare.” That’s what it was, he wasn’t afraid of saying it. “Let’s wait to see what’s happened regardless, I have a feeling this will go beyond mere tests.”
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				Post by: <strong>LSWSjr</strong> on <strong>24-04-2016, 19:33:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa116/LSWSjr/2c29b9ea-bad0-44df-9e37-0ff7579db091_zpsoccvnimj.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa116/LSWSjr/6521f776-2304-4991-8061-2c480a88cdc2_zpshy3zgoby.jpg)</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Jedi Praxeum on Yavin 4</strong></span></div><br><div style="text-align: justify;">Drawing a hush from all assembled, Master Skywalker entered the council chamber, <strong>"Good morning all"</strong> he began <strong>"As some of you are aware, you've all been recipients of a disturbing vision from the Force and this has lead us to believe that you have been chosen to investigate this threat and to protect the galaxy from this entity"</strong> he informed the assembled students.<br><br><strong>"Having meditated on this with some of you, we have been able to trace the pulses of Dark Side energy you've felt to the Te'Essar system"</strong> Skywalker continued, prompting the blue and white astromech R2-D2 to display a hologram of the system's six planets.&nbsp; <strong>"Sadly, the Imperial remnant still maintains a strong foothold in this region and it's believed that members of the Imperial Inquisition hold sway over its planetary governors"</strong> he explained.</div><br><strong>"Because of this, the Republic is unwilling to commit its full military support until we've identified on which planet the entity is residing"</strong> Luke added, moving to Kyle, <strong>"Till then, Masters Katarn and LeHane will coordinate your efforts as you're split into teams and search each of the planets"</strong> his hand clasped the senior Jedi's shoulder, <strong>"Your instructors and I are proud of how far you've come, and know that our thoughts will be with you... good luck and may the Force be with you"</strong> he finished, leaving the room with the astromech and all but two of the senior Jedi.<br><br>The bearded Jedi took center stage, his hands clasped behind his back <strong>"We'll be leaving for the Te'Essar system this time tomorrow morning, so take the rest of the day to relax... we may not be back here for a while"</strong> Master Katarn instructed, the maroon haired Master LeHane moving to join him <strong>"You will only be allowed a small allowance for belongings, so choose wisely and feel free to see us with any questions"</strong> she added.<br><br><br><br><br><div style="text-align: right;"><strong>Links:</strong><br>OOC Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247416.0)<br>Character Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247932.0)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>A Person On A Computer</strong> on <strong>24-04-2016, 20:36:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a91/Redfoxmagi/5998910d9ed33cf2bc3b96a7c8ad6da5_zpsp4s3ch8v.jpg)</div>Upon hearing Master Skywalker's words, the obsidian-haired Miraluka could not help but be filled with doubt.&nbsp; <em>They</em> were to be the ones to look for and handle this threat?&nbsp; According to the dream they had shared, the figure had been able to easily enslave the minds of a great number of people.&nbsp; It could not be doubted that the students had progressed in their studies, but were they really ready for this kind of threat?&nbsp; Would this not be a task better suited to a group of more experienced Jedi that were able to handle this kind of task?&nbsp; Waiting for Luke to leave the audience chamber, Kessro listened to Kyle and Master LeHane silently.&nbsp; He knew he should not speak out of turn, but once everyone but the two coordinators of their group and their group itself had left, the time for silence had thankfully passed.&nbsp; <br><br>"Master Katarn," he began, addressing Kyle by his formal title because of the formal setting despite the fact that he knew the older Jedi disliked it.&nbsp; "This does not make much sense.&nbsp; If the gravity of the dream is to be believed, would this mission be better tasked to a group of better Jedi?&nbsp; Though we are probably among the stronger students, we are also barely out of training.&nbsp; I am not sure if we are prepared to handle something with such far reaching consequences as yet."<br><br>Unlike some of the others, Kessro was in no hurry to run out into the galaxy and prove himself.&nbsp; The time would probably come when it was ready, but he could not believe that this was really that time.&nbsp; After all, rushing headlong into danger unprepared was the height of folly.&nbsp; It was true that the Luka Sene often adopted a 'wait and see' attitude, but he did not think that he was being overly cautious in this circumstance.&nbsp; After all, if the dream was to be believed, the fate of billions of lives could depend on their actions right now.&nbsp; With such a heavy consequence hanging in the balance he wanted to be sure that they were taking the appropriate course of action.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Togashi</strong> on <strong>24-04-2016, 21:07:30</strong>
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				Aaron watched and waited as Master Skywalker addressed them all. His eyes slowly moved to the floor, taking in the words and letting his mind absorb them. Until the mention of the Inquisitorius. He kept it hidden deep inside of him, but the mention of the Imperial Inquisition turned a part of him to ice and brought back memories of a time he wished to forget. To his credit he managed to keep his face calm, using it like a mask. If it hadn't been for the slightest twitch in his eyebrow nobody would have known anything had struck a nerve.<br><br>The Inquisitorius were a problem for him. It was something that only a handful of people in the academy knew about, even among the masters. When his mother had died he had been left on the streets of Coruscant's underworld. There he had survived for nearly a year only to be taken by a band of mercenaries to the Imperial Remnant for the money they were offering for Force Sensitive children. It was part of his life he wanted to forget and ignore. It had ended for him when Mara Jade had struck down his 'master' and brought him to the Jedi.<br><br>When the masters left and the remaining masters had informed them of their departure, Aaron turned and left. He had things to gather and get ready if he were going to be of any use in this mission. He needed a place to clear his head, to focus himself. And the academy was not the place to do it. He didn't stay within the Jedi converted temple long. He took only the time to go to his room and grab a bag filled with clothing. From there he simply left the academy grounds, making his way into the jungle that was Yavin 4. But he didn't have far to go, the nearest Massassi Temple was not a long walk. And it wasn't exceptionally dangerous.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>25-04-2016, 00:49:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x94/Shadowphile/Purple%20andBlack_zpsucqavhib.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Cinjin Race<br><strong>Location:</strong> Meeting Room<br><strong>Role:</strong> Jedi Padawan<br><br><em>Katarn I know vaguely but LeHane I've never met.&nbsp; I'm not sure which I would prefer to follow, so I will just go where I'm put.</em><br><br>He watched as Aaron left the room, his aura awash with an unpleasant mixture of red, black and yellow.&nbsp; They were strong emotions, negative and dark.&nbsp; He hid them well to those with eyes but to any who saw through the Force, he was an open book.&nbsp; Kessro, on the other hand was radiating a flickering yellow, unlike the sickly yellow of Aaron's aura.&nbsp; He was uncertain but not yet afraid.<br><br>"The vision reveals many things," he said, carefully and respectfully.&nbsp; "We cannot say what the metaphors mean.&nbsp; We face a terrible foe that cannot be defeated by weapons alone and it draws power by pulling those around it into its body and so grows larger and stronger, draining the energy of those it consumes until they are of no use, at which point it casts them aside."&nbsp; He paused, rubbing his chin.&nbsp; "Perhaps the beast represents a growing cult.&nbsp; Perhaps we are chosen to investigate because we are strong enough to resist but not so strong that we attract the notice by those who control the cult.&nbsp; I have no doubt that we were chosen to receive this vision for a reason.&nbsp; Why us?&nbsp; Only the Force can say.&nbsp; I will do my best to discover the answer."<br><br>He bowed to the two Masters.&nbsp; "If there is nothing else, are we dismissed to prepare?"&nbsp; It was a rhetorical question, coming as it did after Aaron's departure.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mysterica</strong> on <strong>25-04-2016, 04:07:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo276/metalsonic2nd/a873037732a031915a7774dabec7a320.jpg?t=1335649016)</div><strong>Myara Kytal</strong><hr>Myara smiled lightly at the small act of kindness, rather used to boys going out of their way to try and please her, but simply put her hand up and shook her head from side to side.&nbsp; Despite the fact that she was still covered in perspiration in the admittedly fairly chilly room she knew that wasn't going to help the real cause of her discomfort.&nbsp; She was scared and nervous for what was to come.<br><br>When Master Skywalker walked into the room she shifted a bit, trying to stand a bit taller and look less nervous though she had the feeling it merely served to further proove that point.&nbsp; She listened to the Master's speach with rapt attention and while her nerves were still there, a bit of excitement began to creep in.&nbsp; She would be leaving to go see new sights, explore new planets, and discover new obstacles to overcome.<br><br>When they were all but dismissed, her energy redoubled and she took off from the chamber already trying to decide what outfits to bring with her.&nbsp; It would have to be something cute, but not enough to draw the wrong sort of attention if they were to remain incognito.&nbsp; At any rate it was time to go try on everything she had from home that she could squeeze into!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LSWSjr</strong> on <strong>25-04-2016, 05:32:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa116/LSWSjr/758b2340-fb75-4a23-b806-74c50644f9b7_zps3ndpn1wz.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa116/LSWSjr/a0d5421f-570e-4a93-a25d-06cee38d32ca_zpspmyjgtos.jpg)</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Jedi Praxeum on Yavin 4</strong></span></div><br><div style="text-align: justify;">Kyle took a breath, as if unsure how to answer, only to have his fellow Master put a hand on his arm, <strong>"The visions we receive from the Force are most often true... this means that in time you may truly stand before this creature, watching the conflict unfold before you"</strong> LeHane began, her eyes scanning the faces of those assembled, herself seeming troubled by what lay ahead.<br><br><strong>"The visions didn't come to us, they came to all of you and it may be that the role you play is merely to tell the Republic where to shoot"</strong> Kyle added, moving toward the collection of twenty odd apprentices, <strong>"Master Luke wouldn't have given you this mission if he didn't think you were up to the task, and besides Kassey and I will be there to bail you out if things get too hectic"</strong> he added with a warm smile.<br><br><strong>"Master Katarn is right and the Jedi have always answered the call to action, no matter how great or insignificant those actions might seem"</strong> Kassey reassured, moving to join Kyle.<br><br><strong>"Enjoy the rest of your day and we'll be around if you need anything"</strong> Kyle added, taking a more relaxed posture and throwing a glance to Kassey who nodded in agreement.</div><br><br><br><br><div style="text-align: right;"><strong>Links:</strong><br>OOC Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247416.0)<br>Character Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247932.0)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ampere</strong> on <strong>25-04-2016, 12:32:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i483.photobucket.com/albums/rr199/James_Gavin/lady_ardana___updated_by_elfguy-d37ipgc_zpsih4rc8i2.jpg~original)</div><br><strong>Gasrel N'Toth</strong><br><br>The Twi'lek took a long moment, letting the conversation continue around her while she tried to put her thoughts into some kind of order. Gasrel allowed her eyes to drift closed, further distancing herself from the discussion. The young woman was still listening, but in truth, every important had already been stated. Certainly she could understand, even respect the other apprentice's concerns, but this was no spur of the moment decision. <br><br>"Foresight often seems to present more questions than answers," Gasrel sighed, opening her eyes once again. "But we can trust in the force... and each other?"<br><br>She offered a soft smile, hoping that at least a little of her confidence would be evident.<br><br>"And now," the Twi'lek continued a little wryly, her eyes sparkling with suppressed mirth, "I'm going to try and replace my ignorance with knowledge. Maybe I can find a tourist guide to Te'essar?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>25-04-2016, 13:37:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/45/Vakier.jpg)</div><strong>Xal'Drexel</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247932.msg12261277#msg12261277)<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Hit Points&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;31/31</div></div><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Morning Josset," Xal'Drexel's smile wasn't the most relaxed either.&nbsp; Not every humanoid knew how to read a blood carver's smile.&nbsp; Their beaky muzzels were so long, it was hard too see any smile they offered as anything but a wild grin or a feral baring of teeth.&nbsp; He pondered the young human's comment for a moment, then shook his head softly, "On Batorine, failures and victories are traditionaly shared with an entire social unit, but that is not master Luke's way.&nbsp; Besides, if we were to be chastised as a comunity, there'd be a more comprehensive group here."&nbsp; He glanced down at Josset's armor, then offered a more relaxed smile--and soothing.&nbsp; The miraluka might notice his aura easing as his degree of serenity and confdience increased.&nbsp; "I'm sure for a summons like this, they're more pleased to see us all here promptly than they would be to see us arive in uniform."&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Perhaps we should find a way to disolve a bit of the tension..."&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Before he could act on that thouhgt, Master Luke stepped forewadrs to adress them.&nbsp; Xal turned his full attention to Luke's speach.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Xal nodded thoughtfully.&nbsp; He apreciated that Master Luke had been so forthright with them.&nbsp; Fine speeches certainly had their place, but a plain spoken objective was far more useful to them in this circumstance.&nbsp; He stood breathing regularly for several moments as reactions began to filter throguh.&nbsp; He couldn't help but smile ever so slightly at the lovely red shade of Master LeHane's hair.&nbsp; As he became more accustomed to the humanoid form, that particular trait proved increasingly atractive to him.&nbsp; Lekku as well, and the horns of zabrak.&nbsp; Perhaps it was simply the alieness of them.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;After a moments consideration, he moved gracefully across the room and touched Sasea on the shoulder.&nbsp; "It seems the Force itself places a great deal of faith in us," he said softly.&nbsp; "Perhaps we should aim to start with a good impression?&nbsp; Youth Campers on Batorine pair up to assist each other in preparing for time in the field--a tradition they learned from the military.&nbsp; Let me help you pack, and then you can help me.&nbsp; We'll each ensure that the other isn't forgetting anything crucial.&nbsp; We cna sugest that others pair up and try something similar."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>25-04-2016, 15:48:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6a/Zalara_Faan.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Zalara Faan <br><strong>Location:</strong> Training Room<br><strong>Role:</strong> Jedi<br><br>Zalara heard Aaron's response.&nbsp; She hadn't expected him to actually answer with an admission that he'd done something wrong.&nbsp; Not that it would have been the first time they'd been caught doing something that was looked down upon by the Masters.&nbsp; It didn't surprise Zalara or apparently the masters that she and Aaron had turned out to be the wild cards in their newest deck of recruits.&nbsp; There was definitely a wild streak in both of them.<br><br>She had begun to chide Aaron with another comment when Ellard interjected his own take on the situation.&nbsp; The other human boy reminded Zalara of herself at times with his hard serious nature.&nbsp; While she'd never taken much time to connect with the boy, the scars on his face spoke to a much harder life than anyone could imagine which tended to be a source of respect with Zalara.&nbsp; <br><br>Her thoughts drifted on the matter until Master Luke entered the council chamber and addressed the crowd.&nbsp; Addressing the dreams that everyone seemed to be having in a such a public forum seemed odd to her.&nbsp; Why not simply tell the students that they were being sent on a mission and leave the details to the team leaders.&nbsp; The curious issue for Zalara had been that the dreams had been less terrifying than they had been curious.&nbsp; She didn't know if it was her Echani discipline or something about the pull of the force that seemed to blunt the power of the dreams for her, all she did know was that she was drawn to track down the source for her own reasons.&nbsp; The more curious part of the announcement had been the change she'd felt in Aaron's demeanor.&nbsp; Her eyes tracked his face, looking for a change.&nbsp; There was nothing of note, but she could feel the shift in his emotions, his force aura shifted slightly, growing more dark at the mention of the Inquisitorius.&nbsp; <br><br>As the masters dismissed the group she watched as everyone seemed to either leave or mill around to talk about the situation.&nbsp; Her mind processing and her eyes watching as other talked or left the chambers.&nbsp; Certain that nothing new of note was being discussed, Zalara wandered through the corridors as she contemplated the news.&nbsp; Reaching her quarters, she was not surprised to see Talashi naked on the floor stretching after their training.&nbsp; With a smile she moved to wash the sweat from her body, letting the robes fall to the floor.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"I presume everything is as it should be?"</strong>&nbsp; Talashi asked of Zalara without shifting her attention from her stretching.&nbsp; <br>"Some new mission.&nbsp; We are leaving tomorrow with a few of the masters."&nbsp; Zalara said through the hiss of mist surrounding her body.&nbsp; "I don't believe they will let you join me."&nbsp; <br><strong>"No matter young one.&nbsp; I will return home and report your progress to the sisters."</strong>&nbsp; Zalara wiped the moisture from her ash white skin before pulling on a tight fitting grey body suit that gave her astounding range of motion while hugging the lines of her body.<br>"You will return?"&nbsp; Zalara asked, a somber tone of finality in her voice.&nbsp; Talashi looked up, then in one fluid motion pulled herself from her stretches to stand in front of Zalara.&nbsp; She looked down slightly on her shorter charge.<br><strong>"That is for the sisters to decide young one.&nbsp; You are strong now and powerful.&nbsp; You have to follow your own path.&nbsp; The Jedi are training you well and will give you the tools to be a great warrior.&nbsp; There is not much more I can teach you you do not already know, or think you know."</strong>&nbsp; Talashi said with a smile, pushing a strand of wet white hair from Zalara's face.&nbsp; <br>"Then we will enjoy the day and part as equals in the rise of day."&nbsp; Talashi's long narrow face smiled as they both nodded in agreement on how they would spend their last few hours together.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>25-04-2016, 17:41:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x94/Shadowphile/Purple%20andBlack_zpsucqavhib.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Cinjin Race<br><strong>Location:</strong> Meeting Room<br><strong>Role:</strong> Jedi Padawan<br><br>Cinjin had found that most species preferred that you faced them, at least to some degree, while speaking with them.&nbsp; With that in mind, he turned a hooded face to Gasrel.&nbsp; "I think that is an excellent idea.&nbsp; With a library of knowledge this vast, there should be something useful that we can find.&nbsp; Would you object to some company?"<br><br>He had already secured the half-cloak back around his shoulder.&nbsp; He was mildly disappointed that Myara had refused it, depriving him of her intoxicating scent.&nbsp; Then again they would shortly be on a ship together and he'd be getting a significant dose of her pheromones.&nbsp; He had much in common with the mischievous Twi'lek and yet there were many ways in which they differed.&nbsp; She, of all the assembled students, was as likely as he was to try using non-violent means to settle a dispute.&nbsp; Her humour was similar to his in some ways but she clearly chaffed against some of the rules and was far more outgoing than he was.&nbsp; <br><br>Had he the choice of only one of the others to work with, he would choose Gasrel.&nbsp; As much as Myara caught his attention, she caught too much of his attention.&nbsp; When there was work to be done, she would prove an enormous distraction.&nbsp; The way her scent teased his nose drew his mind away from the topic and hand and toward other things.&nbsp; He'd learned very quickly that if he wanted to pay attention to his lessons, he needed to be some distance away.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Togashi</strong> on <strong>25-04-2016, 19:46:49</strong>
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				When he arrived at the Massassi Temple, he didn't waste any time as he drew his lightsaber. He activated the weapon and held it out before him with the blade raised like it as a torch. He walked into the darkness inside the temple, looking around slowly. Places like this always seemed to draw him to them for whatever reason. Then again he knew what his mother would say about that. It was the White Current drawing him here. It was the will of the Force, as Master Skywalker might say. But he wasn't sure what he'd be here for if the Force did want him here. No he suspected something else drew him here.<br><br>The thoughts of the unknown. The lost culture that had built these temples long ago. Perhaps it was the hope of finding a still intact Corusca gem within or around the temples. Then again anything was possible. Even everything he'd studied about the Massassi and Exar Kun told him that this world should have been drenched and seething with Dark Side energy, yet it was calm, and he was happy that not even one of the most troubling Sith Lords in the Galaxy had been able to corrupt the entire world he now stood upon. Even the temples were no bastions of darkness, and that was why he constantly came out to them. If places like this, designed to revere the Dark Side of the Force could be neutral, then perhaps people could be saved from that damnation too.<br><br>"Are you there?" he asked calmly as he waited, watching the shadows shift around him, staying at the edge of light that his weapon gave off. "I know you're here somewhere, please..."<br><br>He closed his eyes and fell to his knees slowly as he deactivated his weapon. He rested the long hilt of his weapon on his knees as he sat on his heels. His eyes closed, though it wouldn't have mattered there was little light to see by inside. Instead he let the darkness surround him, and breathed slowly. His emotions were still a storm of chaos in the back of his mind as he tried to focus on the happy memories of his mother. As he did the storm slowly began to calm and vanish. Thoughts of the Inquisitorius vanished slowly as his heartbeat slowed and he entered a simple Force Trance
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hobbes1266</strong> on <strong>25-04-2016, 23:37:07</strong>
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				Sasea felt cramped and uncomfortable in the room full of her peers, her irritation fading quickly being replaced by a nagging feeling of awkwardness. Sasea had struggled at relating to the others at the academy since she arrived, being raised to embrace her passion in all forms making it difficult around the serene atmosphere the jedi of the temple convey and strive for. She ran her fingers through her hair past her horns trying not to think about her unnease before her gaze met with master Skywalkers form striding into view. <br>Saseas body tensed for a moment a cold feeling eating at the pit of her stomach anticipating some form of chastisement despite the discussions of the other padawans on the matter, feeling surprised and relieved when he began informing them of a mission related to their shared dream. She began to relax when the jedi master left followed not long after by some of the other padawans. She turned to face the tall beaked Blood carver when he touched her shoulder tensing at first before forcing herself to relax, resisting the urge to snap at him <em>you're training to be a jedi... get over yourself...</em> she thought before forcing a smile and a nod. "Yeah... youth campers and military... or whatever..." she said failing to sound enthusiastic. "I wouldn't mind the help... I'd probably forget something important..." she said attempting to be friendly but sounding rather flat. "Lead the way."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hexed</strong> on <strong>27-04-2016, 04:17:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette4.wikia.nocookie.net/swfanon/images/c/ce/Jedi_Knight_Sato_Kin-Kari.jpg/revision/latest/top-crop/width/480/height/480?cb=20080126054101)</div><strong>Josest Rochay</strong><br><strong>Assembly</strong><br><br>A hand rubs briefly across Josest's chin before he gives a small nod. "You're probably right on both counts..." With a tilt of his head he offers a smile towards Xal'Drexel. "It does seem an odd group gathered here... Shame there's not a protocol droid those things may be annoying but their babble's a decent distraction at times."<br><br>Josest straightens up and focuses upon Master Skywalker and his droid as the Jedi Master's speech began. As Skywalker and most of the other Senior Jedi headed out of the room he rocks back upon his heels, a hand idly toying with his saber. With debate and questions bouncing around the room he lets his eyes close, his saber's bladeless handle flipping end over end as he allows his rather poorly developed senses to stretch out among the room. The touch upon the force, while heavier then needed lasts mere seconds before with a bark of laughter he catches his saber and offers a salute to the group. "Luck to your endeavors!"&nbsp; Turning on his heel he heads out for his room, a bag to pack and a nice long shower awaiting him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revelation</strong> on <strong>27-04-2016, 09:05:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/bT5s4JM.png)</div><br><strong>Ellard Albrecht</strong> (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=781081)<br><hr><br>As Skywalker entered the room, Ellard quickly silenced himself. He had no desire to speak over the esteemed master, and as he simply gave a nod of his head, the discussion was clearly about the nightmare he had seen. It was quite clear that this was no mere terror from his subconscious, but instead something quite real and utterly horrific... Which did make his stomach churn, his eyes focused on the holograph the astromech activated. Imperials, the inquisition... Would they foster such evil? A weapon of spite and rage against the republic? Or were they just as blissfully unaware as the rest of the galaxy was?<br><br>If the military couldn’t do it, then it seemed it was up to the Padawans, and the masters leading them to see this mission through. He could handle that – he wanted to prove himself, show that he could be more than just a dutiful squire amongst knights. A small allowance for personal items was no issue, and as they were dismissed he had to think. Fools rushed in, but this was an important matter, one that could not be fought by being idle afterall.<br><br>And he did not have much to pack. He didn’t have a spartan lifestyle by choice, but it was simple enough to bring the essentials, spare clothing, tools for the journey ahead... Packing them securely, the best he could do was wait. Aaron had left, probably to clear his head... And he did not know what the teams would be. He respected the other students, Zalara certainly redeemed fierce, and others like Xal were not who he expected to train with, but were still welcome companions. <br><br>Once done packing he’d enjoy the rest of the day – it was best not to treat it that differently. Some training with his blade, a bit of meditation to clear his mind, a shower – then bed. Tomorrow was a different story. He’d learn who he was with, and then he’d have to be much more open.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ampere</strong> on <strong>27-04-2016, 12:56:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i483.photobucket.com/albums/rr199/James_Gavin/lady_ardana___updated_by_elfguy-d37ipgc_zpsih4rc8i2.jpg~original)</div><br><strong>Gasrel N'Toth</strong><br><br>"Not at all," Gasrel beamed, "I mean, don't get me wrong, I love old, dusty books as much as the next girl."<br><br>The Twi'lek's words trailed off into a light chuckle, while her lekku twitched in seemingly random patterns. She knew the Miraluka would appreciate most, if not all, of the subtext and she enjoyed the illicit though harmless flirtation. She'd noticed the casually chivalric gesture with Cinjin's cloak, and, while she was tempted to probe a little deeper, Gasrel didn't want to overstep her bounds. After all, it really was none of her business.<br><br>"Keeping busy helps," the girl explained, "doing something that might even be useful instead of focussing on what's to come."<br><br>She glanced over at the other padawan, her expression slightly pained as she skirted around the issue of these shared visions. <br><br><em>Yes, I'm definitely doing a bang-up job of distracting myself so far!</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LSWSjr</strong> on <strong>27-04-2016, 14:23:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa116/LSWSjr/7166661b-db21-4a27-9d4c-9cf47e8fe3f6_zpsrlyb9m4x.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa116/LSWSjr/758b2340-fb75-4a23-b806-74c50644f9b7_zps3ndpn1wz.jpg)</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Cargo hold of the Tikva'Sia XLVIII</strong></span></div><br><div style="text-align: justify;">Exiting hyperspace, Kyle calls for you to meet him in the hold, ending this uneventful trip to the unknown regions, though considering this transport's poor shape you're surprised it made it here in one piece.&nbsp; Master LeHane and her battledroid AXB-334 are already present, doing maintenance on the landers you'll no doubt be using for these missions and you're somewhat grateful that they're in far better condition.<br><br>After waiting for a few minutes, Kyle finally appears at the gangway above you <strong>"Okay kids, somehow LeHane's rustbucket got us to the Te'Essar system and our arrival has yet to drawn the attention of the Imperials"</strong> Kyle began, drawing a hateful look from his fellow Jedi Master regarding his criticism of her junker.<br><br><strong>"Arpee Seetee has done some scans of the local traffic and we've found a couple of jumping off points for our investigations"</strong> Kyle continued as he was joined by Master LeHane's astromech, <strong>"So far we've got reports of disappearances at a mining community on Oerth and rumors of some cult on Athas that the Imps are ignoring"</strong> he explained, resting a hand on the blue and red droid's head.<br><br><strong>"Now you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, and you, you'll be coming with me to Oerth; the rest of you will continue on to Athas with Kassey"</strong> Master Katarn directed, indicating towards you and several others, <strong>"So grab your gear and meet me in the portside lander in an hour"</strong> he finished, before disappearing in the same direction he appeared.</div><br><br><br><br><div style="text-align: right;"><strong>Links:</strong><br>OOC Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247416.0)<br>Character Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247932.0)</div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Togashi</strong> on <strong>27-04-2016, 16:47:18</strong>
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				With his arms folded over his chest Aaron weighed the options that master Katarn had given them. The mining colony sounded like a good place to start, but so did the cult. He wasn't sure what would be a bigger issue to deal with, especially given how far from home they were, with little aid. He trusted both the masters, but he knew that Jedi were just as human as anyone else, having already seen a master cut down. He shrugged off the memories and quirked an eyebrow as the Master pointed and called out ten people, telling them to meet him in the lander.<br><br>"How long do you think it'll take us to get this one done? I would love to study a cult, and what they worship. But given this we'll probably be dumped at a mine and have to take out a Kraft Dragon, or something.<br><br>He wouldn't have been surprised, Master Katarn was unorthodox to say the least. But if he was being given a choice he was going to be looking into the cult option.&nbsp; He would rather chase down living people in hiding rather than those that had been taken. He shrugged as he glanced around at the others, wondering how long it would take this group to break the mystery.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>27-04-2016, 17:32:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x94/Shadowphile/Purple%20andBlack_zpsucqavhib.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Cinjin Race<br><strong>Location:</strong> Cargo hold of the Tikva'Sia XLVIII<br><strong>Role:</strong> &lt;terrfied&gt; Jedi Padawan<br><br>It was no secret that Cinjin was one step short of terrified.&nbsp; Fear radiated from him in waves that were impossible to hide, synchronized with every bump and shudder of the old ship.&nbsp; He kept mostly to himself for the duration of the journey, trying (and mostly failing) to meditate.&nbsp; He'd received counselling for his phobia of space travel but it was still with him and likely, to some degree, would stay.&nbsp; <br><br>There were few that didn't know the source.&nbsp; He'd been the sole survivor of a training mission gone disastrously wrong.&nbsp; After a crash that had killed their teaching Master, he'd been forced to watch his companions die from their injuries while he remained unharmed.&nbsp; Few would have questioned his refusal to travel after that but he'd put a leash on his fear and had walked up the gangway with everyone else, calm on the outside but dreading the trip on the inside.<br><br>He'd joined the others in the cargo bay as he'd been bidden.&nbsp; Master Katam's comments about the ship did nothing to improve his state of mind.&nbsp; He didn't really pay attention to the briefing; he was focusing his attention on a small piece of metal jutting out of the floor.&nbsp; It was most likely something used to secure cargo.&nbsp; When Master Katam turned and walked away, he realized that he'd missed the entire briefing.<br><br>"I didn't catch anything he said after rustbucket, " Cinjin confessed.&nbsp; "What's going on?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revelation</strong> on <strong>28-04-2016, 02:14:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/bT5s4JM.png)</div><br><strong>Ellard Albrecht</strong> (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=781081)<br><hr><br>Once in the hold with the others, Ellard stood firm and ready, giving a small nod to Katarn as the jedi master spoke, a small smirk at the mention of the ship being a rustbucket... As it was well, not the best of ships. He was chosen to investigate Oerth, and that was fine with him. “Master Katarn, if I may ask... Do we have much information on what Oerth is like? Or this mining community? Should we expect imperials there as well?” He didn’t quite want to come to blows with the Imperials over this, but&nbsp; sometimes it did seem inevitable. Cinjin seemed a little late – so as Ellard turned to him, he gave a smile. “We’ll be going with Master Katarn to a planet called Oerth, we’re investigating missing miners from a community.” He was just happy to be helping out somehow, and the thought of rescuing miners did seem a good first task. "We're to gather our things and meet him in the portside lander. Are you ready?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>28-04-2016, 04:19:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x94/Shadowphile/Purple%20andBlack_zpsucqavhib.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Cinjin Race<br><strong>Location:</strong> Cargo hold of the Tikva'Sia XLVIII<br><strong>Role:</strong> &lt;terrfied&gt; Jedi Padawan<br><br><em>Anything to get back on the ground.</em><br><br>"I just need to grab my gear," he said.&nbsp; "Thanks for filling me in.&nbsp; I'm just a little distracted right now.&nbsp; I'll be fine once we've landed."&nbsp; He gave Ellard a weak smile.&nbsp; "I don't do space travel well."<br><br>It took four minutes for Cinjin to return ready to embark on the lander.&nbsp; Much of his gear was stored in a simple kit bag.&nbsp; The only things that weren't were the cloak he wore, the utility belt around his waist, the med-kit on his should and two long poles.&nbsp; One was the hilt of his light-pike.&nbsp; The other was a Gaffi stick or at least a replica of the signature weapon of Tattooine's Tusken raiders.&nbsp; Why a pacifist like Cinjin had one was anyone's guess.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Togashi</strong> on <strong>29-04-2016, 08:19:56</strong>
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				Aaron shrugged as he left the others. He made his way to the portside lander, and took a seat. He took his Lightsaber from his hip and began taking a mental note of his gear. He had a small bag slung to his back with his clothing in it, and wore his cloak over everything else he had. His mother's people had taught her to keep only what she needed on herself at any time due to their need to move around as much as they did. And carrying little allowed you to move faster. But then again his mother had him, so they had not moved around very often.<br><br>Sitting there he stared at his weapon, removing the power pack before slipping it into his utility belt. He examined the weapon, studying it's construction slowly as he passed the time. Anything it took to keep his mind off the thoughts of his mother. When he'd grown bored with that he slipped it back to his belt and closed his eyes, breathing slowly. He let his mind wander from the circumstances around him, reaching out into the vastness that was the Force.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hexed</strong> on <strong>30-04-2016, 05:30:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette4.wikia.nocookie.net/swfanon/images/c/ce/Jedi_Knight_Sato_Kin-Kari.jpg/revision/latest/top-crop/width/480/height/480?cb=20080126054101)</div><strong>Josest Rochay</strong><br><strong>Rickety Ship</strong><br><br>The rough looking transport didn't do much to inspire confidence but it flew at least. Although Josest would prefer to be on one that didn't look like it was held together by rust. Master Kyle's words at the meeting held upon arrival brought a wince and a worried glance at the ship's walls. A quick gathering of gear and he joins his fellow students in heading to the Oerth bound lander. Settling into a seat and making sure his gear was packed took up a little time but soon he was shifting restlessly in the seat. With a sigh he turns to the person to his left before poking them in the side uncaring just which padawan it was. "What are your thoughts on our task? Do you think something happened at the mine?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>30-04-2016, 21:33:44</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x94/Shadowphile/Purple%20andBlack_zpsucqavhib.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Cinjin Race<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lander in the&nbsp; hold of the Tikva'Sia XLVIII<br><strong>Role:</strong> &lt;terrfied&gt; Jedi Padawan<br><br>Cinjin shrugged, glad to have a distraction.&nbsp; "It's possible that it's related," he said.&nbsp; "My thought is that we'd be better off focusing on the cult.&nbsp; It's not likely that the miners have run off to join the cult and I really don't want to consider the possibility that the cult is grabbing people to use as sacrifices.&nbsp; It's a huge leap to make that connection and its also a stereotype that a cult is performing human sacrifices.&nbsp; There are a lot of reasons why miners would be disappearing.&nbsp; Leaving in the hope of better opportunities.&nbsp; Industrial accidents that they want to hide.&nbsp; Even regular crime.&nbsp; Our big problem is going to be getting answers from the locals.&nbsp; Small communities tend to distrust outsiders.&nbsp; I just hope they let us help."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ampere</strong> on <strong>02-05-2016, 17:04:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i483.photobucket.com/albums/rr199/James_Gavin/lady_ardana___updated_by_elfguy-d37ipgc_zpsih4rc8i2.jpg~original)</div><br><strong>Gasrel N'Toth</strong><br><br>"We're pretty trustworthy," the Twi'lek suggested, draping herself over the back of the other apprentice's chairs, "And the kids love us."<br><br>She flopped back with a loud sigh, and began fumbling with her straps. This wasn't the most un-spaceworthy deathtrap she'd been flown in, but Gasrel could certainly understand the other padawan's nervousness. It was so much easier to stay frosty when you were the one in the pilot seat. <br><br>"Besides," she continued, once the restraints were properly locked, "you're forgetting just how damn charming we can be when we put our minds to it."<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>02-05-2016, 18:36:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x94/Shadowphile/Purple%20andBlack_zpsucqavhib.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Cinjin Race<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lander in the&nbsp; hold of the Tikva'Sia XLVIII<br><strong>Role:</strong> &lt;terrfied&gt; Jedi Padawan<br><br>"Maybe kids love you,"&nbsp; Cinjin said craning his neck so he at last mostly faced Gasrel.&nbsp; "I think it's the Lekku.&nbsp; Children tend not to be all that comfortable around me because they don't know how to react.&nbsp; People who don't know anything about Miraluka just assume we can't see so they treat us a little differently."&nbsp; He shrugged.&nbsp; "I could always try the blind beggar routine.&nbsp; I'd appear relatively helpless, which would make me an ideal target if somebody is looking for people who won't be missed."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Togashi</strong> on <strong>02-05-2016, 18:44:28</strong>
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				"You have a point. You should exploit that. Take it from a disadvantage and make it your strength." Aaron said, not bothering to open his eyes as he sat there, not buckled into his seat by any means. "As for finding information, I can gather information pretty quickly the training I underwent is useful. And considering we're going to be in imperial controlled space, you should probably keep the fact that you're a Jedi to a low profile. Imperials don't like them. And the Inquisitorius will kill you if they can't convert you."<br><br>His eyes slowly opened and he turned his head to regard the others. His eyes lingered on Gasrel for a moment before he sighed. Shifting in his seat he let one arm drape over the back of his seat as he looked at them.<br><br>"Remember that these are subjects of the Emperor. Jedi were vilified and made into the enemy when he rose to power. People turned Jedi in for money, and the Inquisitorius will gladly pay people for Jedi.&nbsp; My suggestion is the Cinjin plays the blind man needing assistance. Most people out here will not know about the Miraluka and will consider him less of a threat. Meaning he can keep an eye out. No pun intended."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ampere</strong> on <strong>02-05-2016, 21:07:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i483.photobucket.com/albums/rr199/James_Gavin/lady_ardana___updated_by_elfguy-d37ipgc_zpsih4rc8i2.jpg~original)</div><br><strong>Gasrel N'Toth</strong><br><br>The Twi'lek shrugged, her expression still mischievous. She tangled her fingers in one lekku, toying idly with the tentacle. <br><br>"Oh, I know," Gasrel agreed, arching an eyebrow with just a hint of coyness. "But I'm sure we're all used to keeping our abilities to ourselves."<br><br>Tilting her head to one side, the girl watched her colleagues with calculated indifference. <br><br>"It has been nice though," she added after a handful of heartbeats, "being a bit more open and... well... honest." <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>04-05-2016, 01:06:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x94/Shadowphile/Purple%20andBlack_zpsucqavhib.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Cinjin Race<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lander in the&nbsp; hold of the Tikva'Sia XLVIII<br><strong>Role:</strong> &lt;terrfied&gt; Jedi Padawan<br><br>"My people are a lot more open about the Force," Cinjin said.&nbsp; "It's&nbsp; not something we usually need to hide.&nbsp; We use it to essentially 'see'.&nbsp; &nbsp; I'll do what I can to appear blind but I make no promises.&nbsp; If I see something I need to react to, I will react based simply on instinct and reflex.&nbsp; They've been teaching us to trust our instincts, so to try and deny them now might be a little difficult.&nbsp; You don't need to worry about using sighted terms around me.&nbsp; I've spent enough time around people with eyes to have an idea what you're talking about.&nbsp; I can 'see' as well as anyone.&nbsp; Just don't ask me what colour Gasrel's... light saber... is."<br><br>He looked at the staff he held.&nbsp; "Speaking of light sabers, somebody is going to need to keep an eye on mine.&nbsp; It doesn't exactly look like a blind man's staff.&nbsp; The gaffi stick is a little better, which allows me to still appear blind without being entirely defenceless."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hexed</strong> on <strong>04-05-2016, 02:44:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette4.wikia.nocookie.net/swfanon/images/c/ce/Jedi_Knight_Sato_Kin-Kari.jpg/revision/latest/top-crop/width/480/height/480?cb=20080126054101)</div><strong>Josest Rochay</strong><br><strong>Rickety Ship</strong><br><br>Josest hums lightly as Cinjin answers him before offering a slight shrug. "What if the cult is based of something unearthed in the mine? Most of my early learning about the force was from a holocron I found buried under junk so why couldn't something similar have happened here?" <br><br>Leaning back against the seat he idly runs a hand across his chin as Gasrel leans over the seats. "If we're going for trustworthy lets hope everyone remembered to shave then." He pauses before making a face as the conversation continues on.<br><br>"Can't reveal we're jedi and have to be friendly... How did I get dragged into this..." Leaning over he nudges Cinjin once more. "Just pretend it's a flashlight that someone gave you in bad taste?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Togashi</strong> on <strong>04-05-2016, 02:58:01</strong>
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				"Or take out the power pack and pretend it's a prop. Keep it hidden. Claim you killed a Jedi and took it. I don't care what your story is." Aaron explained patiently. "In the end we are Jedi in enemy territory. If the Inquisitors even hear rumors they'll investigate and believe me they are formidable foes, that can take even Jedi masters. Then again maybe we'll get lucky and get a rookie..."<br><br>He was hoping it wouldn't be any of the children he had known in his time among the imperials. But he looked nearly nothing like the gaunt scrawny boy he'd been as a child. His presence in the Force, however, had not changed. If he did encounter someone he'd known they would be able to recognize him if they remembered him.<br><br>"As for the cult, it's possible that the it did come from some unearthed Sith artifact. There's no telling how many are out there. Some of the stories I was told in my childhood was how a strong willpower can linger even after death. Master Skywalker even confirmed that he had spoken with the Jedi who taught him, even after they died.&nbsp; And then there's the story of Exar Kun's revival when the academy on Yavin four was founded. Places and Objects exceptionally powerful in the Force can allow ancient evils to sleep. And that may be what we're dealing with now. <br><br>"There's no telling what started this Cult. For all we know they're more Jedi than anything else. But the more I think of it the more I wonder about the Miners. Mining colonies are often close knit groups. People out to make their fortunes with hard work, often do it together. This is why outsiders are ostracized, because they're not part of the dynamic. They'll see us as 'rich folk.' It's no different than the people in the slums on Coruscant. You're either part of the group, or a possible threat."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LSWSjr</strong> on <strong>06-05-2016, 07:21:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa116/LSWSjr/758b2340-fb75-4a23-b806-74c50644f9b7_zps3ndpn1wz.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa116/LSWSjr/3a5ffb8a-615b-4507-a61c-0d047c5d6185_zps87ukwfwp.jpg)</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The outskirts of Diamond Lake</strong></span></div><br><div style="text-align: justify;">The lander touches down with a shudder, causing the overhead lights to flicker briefly and dust to shake loose from the interior, leading you to consider it may be in as poor a condition as Master LeHane's ship.&nbsp; Master Katarn soon appears from the direction of the cockpit, fresh dust visible on the top of his head, <strong>"Well, we're here, Diamond Lake.&nbsp; Republic says this is one of the largest suppliers of minerals for high end targeting arrays this side of the galaxy, so the Imps will probably be active out at the mines to ensure a steady stream of product"</strong> he explained.<br><br>Moving to open the hatch, <strong>"Now the reports make note of an abandoned mine a couple of clicks away, but I figure asking around and grabbing a meal first couldn't hurt and I doubt the Imperial presence is as heavy here.&nbsp; In the meantime, I'll go scout around and make sure the Imps aren't equipped to shoot us out of the sky if things sour in a hurry"</strong> Kyle continued, stepping out of the lander.<br><br><strong>"There's some credits in a footlocker back there if you decide to head into town, otherwise you have my comm channel, so check in if things get too dicey"</strong> he finished, before starting up a nearby outcropping.</div><br><br><br><br><div style="text-align: right;"><strong>Links:</strong><br>OOC Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247416.0)<br>Character Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247932.0)</div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revelation</strong> on <strong>06-05-2016, 22:24:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/bT5s4JM.png)</div><br><strong>Ellard Albrecht</strong> (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=781081)<br><hr><br>With the lander shuddering as if ready to fall apart, Ellard did brace himself against the wall for a moment. He didn’t expect it to crash, but he didn’t exactly care for the feeling of being in a ramshackle ship as it was. “Master Katarn, the order does have better transports, doesn’t it?” He couldn’t help but ask Katarn, a somewhat light hearted tone to his voice. “I’m sure the Imperials will have at least one guard station out here. We should be very careful... If one of them finds out about us, all of them will know in very little time.” With the hatch opened, Ellard was soon following, looking around their immediate surroundings. A nearby town? It would be a good place to begin gathering information. Looking to his fellow padawan, Ellard gave a small nod. “I think heading into town is a good idea at least. No one knows more about what might be going on than the locals, and I am sure we can find someone friendly there.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Togashi</strong> on <strong>10-05-2016, 03:10:12</strong>
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				"I agree." Aaron said, nodding as he rose to his feet, and slipped the power pack back into his lightsaber. "Let's check out the town and see what we can find. Place like this is like everywhere else. You want to go to the Cantina."<br><br>Smirking the padawan pulled his cloak around him, and the hood up. He didn't wait to see if anyone was following, instead he walked down the boarding ramp, and headed into town. He moved at a measured pace, trying to keep himself appearing as casual as possible. He removed his lightsaber from his hip holster, and swapped it for his stun baton. At least if anyone saw he was armed, he would only be carrying that. His lightsaber slipped easily into the concealed holster and he thanked the Force that they had landed on the outskirts of town. Plenty of time to mentally prepare.<br><br>He embraced the Force as his mother had taught him, breathing deeply and exhaling slowly. His eyes hooded as he let the Force surround him, and conceal him. He embraced the White Current as he let himself blend into the world around him.(Stealth)<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Roll Result</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Togashi rolled: 1d20, adding 7 to the total<br>Comment: Use the Force Stealth Check<br>Result: 14, <br>Total: 21</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>11-05-2016, 11:35:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/45/Vakier.jpg)</div><strong>Xal'Drexel</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247932.msg12261277#msg12261277)<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Hit Points&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;31/31</div></div><br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The day they'd embarked on this adventure, Xal Drexel helped Sesea pack.&nbsp; He suggested she pick up a utility belt and a sling bag.&nbsp; He advised her to requisition, if she could, a miniaturized long range com link, and talked to the person in charge of requisitions about acquiring synchronized Pocket Scramblers for their team.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He advised her to pack a change of clothes, and a few extra changes of undergarments.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The blood carver did all the same things himself.&nbsp; He also chatted softly with the zabrak girl, offering stories of places he'd been and things he'd seen before coming to the academy, but not prying into her past.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Xal Drexel had been fairly relaxed about the condition of the ship they were in—having spent a lot of his childhood in a vessel at least as rickety before his mother began to really accumulate wealth and he got a chance to study the Force.&nbsp; The nerves of his friends, on the other hand, put him somewhat on edge.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Xal spent some time using basic tools from the ship's engineering section to build a concealed pouch in his sling bag.&nbsp; AS the lander was descending, this was where he placed his light saber and his credit chip.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“I generally agree.&nbsp; Lets find a canteena, and buy some drinks to loosen the lips of the locals.”&nbsp; He went to the safe that had been indicated and sorted through the hard credit.&nbsp; If it didn't tap out more than half of the supply, he made sure they each had 125 hard cred.&nbsp; “Try to avoid using your credit chips if you can,” he commented.&nbsp; “not everyone can backtrack your identity through a credit chip, but it <em>does</em> leave a data trail, and a determined slicer can follow it.”&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>12-05-2016, 02:38:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x94/Shadowphile/Purple%20andBlack_zpsucqavhib.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Cinjin Race<br><strong>Location:</strong> On the GRound<br><strong>Role:</strong> &lt;no longer terrfied&gt; Jedi Padawan<br><br>"Having so many of us show up at once is going to be a little obvious,"&nbsp; Cinjin said, glad to finally be on solid ground.&nbsp; "And with two Miraluka, playing the blind card likely won't work to well."&nbsp; He patted the med kit that he'd packed.&nbsp; "I might just try looking for a job as a medic.&nbsp; Even without using the Force, I'm pretty handy with this thing."<br><br>He rose, stretched and headed for the lander's exit ramp.&nbsp; Although he tried to do so calmly and quietly, he was fairly certain that he'd quite obviously rushed out.&nbsp; He took a deep breath, savouring the fresh air.&nbsp; No one would be able to convince him that the recycled air on a starship did not smell and almost taste canned.&nbsp; He looked at the small group of Jedi trainees.&nbsp; How many different worlds had they seen between them?&nbsp; How many would they see before their lives were over?&nbsp; How many of them would breath their last on this planet?&nbsp; It was a sobering thought.&nbsp; He'd already lost one set of companions.&nbsp; He didn't want to lose any more.<br><br>"Is anyone really good at Pazaak?" he asked.&nbsp; "I mean, good enough to lose without making it look like you're trying to lose?&nbsp; Buy a stranger a drink and he'll wonder why.&nbsp; Lose a little money to a stranger and he knows you're a good sport and maybe an easy mark and he'll be a little more open with you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ampere</strong> on <strong>12-05-2016, 10:27:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i483.photobucket.com/albums/rr199/James_Gavin/lady_ardana___updated_by_elfguy-d37ipgc_zpsih4rc8i2.jpg~original)</div><br><strong>Gasrel N'Toth</strong><br><br>Gasrel rose from her seat and followed the other apprentices out into the fresh air. She paused on the exit ramp, then reached up to the sky, arching until her spine felt as though it had clicked back into place. The Twi'lek gave an almost ecstatic sigh and then hopped onto the ground with renewed vigour. <br><br>"The cantina sounds like fun, " she agreed, the barest hint of a pout curling her cyan lips. "But I suspect you're right and that 'less is more' under the circumstances."<br><br>She toyed with her belt, making sure the disassembled lightsaber was safely stowed in its pouches. Perhaps a concealed sheath would've been more sensible, but Gasrel just chalked that error up to experience. After all, if the consular found herself in a situation where her only recourse was to use her weapon, she would've already failed.<br><br>"Well, if I'm not carousing, " Gasrel announced, "I'm going to see what passes for the local shop, if anyone would care to join me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>13-05-2016, 02:51:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x94/Shadowphile/Purple%20andBlack_zpsucqavhib.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Cinjin Race<br><strong>Location:</strong> On the Ground<br><strong>Role:</strong> &lt;happy to be on solid ground&gt; Jedi Padawan<br><br>"I'll come with," said Cinjin with a smile.&nbsp; "I don't mind leaning an electronic trail behind either."&nbsp; He chuckled.&nbsp; "Maybe I can buy you something frilly."&nbsp; <em>If I'm not going to be assigned to be her partner, I can always choose to be her partner.&nbsp; &nbsp;Breaking her saber up into pieces makes it easy to hide but hard to use.&nbsp; She's not looking for a fight.&nbsp; Good.&nbsp; Neither am I.&nbsp; Popping the energy cell out of the pike will make it easier to hide the fact that it's a light saber and won't make it too hard to activate if there is a necessity.&nbsp; Besides, I've always got the Gaffi stick. </em><br><br>He offered the Twi'lek his arm.&nbsp; "Shall we?" he asked.&nbsp; "Maybe we ca nwork on a plan while we walk."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LSWSjr</strong> on <strong>24-05-2016, 07:56:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa116/LSWSjr/f40c55e7-05c0-433b-9c99-2238bea6e822_zpsh7geuqzt.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa116/LSWSjr/277b2d75-7ac0-43b2-b79f-7e8954f24363_zps4wb6a8ui.jpg)</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Diamond Lake</strong></span></div><br><div style="text-align: justify;">Entering the town you find it far from busy, presumably as many of its citizens are hard at work underground, yet still there is activity with the street vendors and from droids purposefully working at their assigned tasks.<br><br>Momentarily concerning is a patrol of Imperial Sandtroopers, but these quickly move through with postures suggesting a boredom born of routine, no doubt doing this quite often.<br><br>It doesn't take long for some of you to discover a collection of competing bars, gambling dens and restaurants, the most popular of these being <em>Lazare's Place</em>, <em>The Feral Dog</em>, <em>The Hungry Gar</em> and <em>The Rusty Bucket</em>, with a fair number of citizens loitering around each of these establishments.</div><br><br><br><br><div style="text-align: right;"><strong>Links:</strong><br>Request Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247416.0)<br>Character Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247932.0)<br>OOC Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=249027.0)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>25-05-2016, 02:36:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x94/Shadowphile/Purple%20andBlack_zpsucqavhib.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Cinjin Race<br><strong>Location:</strong> Diamond Lake<br><strong>Role:</strong> Checking the place out<br><br>"Hey there," Cinjin said to a seemingly random person standing outside the Rusty Bucket.&nbsp; In actual fact he'd chosen them based on what his Force sight told him about them.&nbsp; &nbsp; "Is there a med centre anywhere in this town?&nbsp; I'm looking for a job and that would be the best place for me to start."&nbsp; He patted the medkit he had slung over his shoulder.&nbsp; "I'm not exactly a doctor but I'm close and sometime close is all you need."&nbsp; He shrugged and the smile slid off his face.&nbsp; "Sometime it's all you can get."<br><br>It wasn't hard to make the smile disappear.&nbsp; All he had to do was think about the crash, all those who died.&nbsp; <em>I could have used a doctor then.&nbsp; I could have used a six year old survival scout with first aid training. </em>&nbsp; He couldn't suppress a shudder at the memory.&nbsp; He thought perhaps it might work in his favour.&nbsp; Everybody in a place like this was running from something, even if it was themselves.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Togashi</strong> on <strong>25-05-2016, 03:29:27</strong>
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				Name: Aaron Mit'val<br>Location: Lazare's Place<br>Tag: Open<br><hr><br>Aaron kept the hood of his cloak up as he passed the Stormtroopers. He didn't want to start a fight unless he had no other choice. He pulled his credits out of one of the pouches on his belt, and checked them as he entered the location marked Lazare's Place. His eyes scanned the place as he entered, his hand moving up to push back the hood. Since he was out of the sun he didn't want to look like he was trying to hide. He didn't bother continuing to let the White Current flow around him, dropping his previous stealth as he glanced around.<br><br>He took in everything he could, his eyes narrowing as he moved toward the bar. A place like this was something dangerous to outsiders, and he didn't want anything to happen until he had the information he needed. He signaled at the bartender as he stood there, slightly leaning on the counter top as he thought about what he might order. He also didn't want to draw the wrong kind of attention but they did need information. And he was more than willing to pay for it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revelation</strong> on <strong>05-06-2016, 10:48:28</strong>
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				“Feels like a dead town.” The young jedi muttered to himself, but at least there were some stalls and vendors to buy things from. But, the sandtroopers proved a bigger concern... Should they have been more attentive and serious to their job. There were a few decent places to potentially get information on the area and what was going on, and seeing Aaron go to Lazare’s, he considered it best to follow the other Jedi. “Warm area, I can see why everyone hides from the sun... I would hope the nights are not as cold as i’d fear they may be.”He spoke to the other, keeping quiet. “Maybe we can split up for information here.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Wars: Rise of Kyuss (SWSE) - Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ampere</strong> on <strong>10-06-2016, 12:25:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i483.photobucket.com/albums/rr199/James_Gavin/lady_ardana___updated_by_elfguy-d37ipgc_zpsih4rc8i2.jpg~original)</div><br><strong>Gasrel N'Toth</strong><br><br>Location: Diamond Lake<br><br>The Twi'lek took a moment to really drink in the squalor. There was a sense of hopelessness here and yet, the residents still strove to overcome. It was admirable, but also deeply tragic. Gasrel shook her head, banishing the morbid thoughts and kept her expression relaxed and entirely affable. Empathy was a double-edged sword.<br><br>Cinjin had already headed off to offer up his medical services, and the consular decided to give him some space. Instead she picked out one of the vendors, and allowed her apparently random wandering to bring her to their stall. <br><br>"This is nice," Gas'rel exclaimed, picking up one of the vendor's curios. "Family heirloom, or something you dug up here?"<br><br>The Twi'lek smiled, flashing white teeth as she slowly turned the piece in her delicate hands. After all, there were better ways to use their pocket money than gambling or getting inebriated in some backwater bar. <br><br>"So," she continued, after placing this 'treasure' back down on the stall, "What's the best price you can offer me?"
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