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 Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 11:06 am
Ember shot a look at the Givin.
“Don’t you worry ‘bout my twitchy finger.” She said to him, lowering her weapon but not holstering it.
“You know that ‘need to know’ only lasts so long.” She replied to Roth in the same hushed tone.
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 12:36 pm
"Well now that we're not going shoot each other, would you mind telling us where we're going?" the Trandoshan inquired impatiently. "Or least start moving if you're too scared to tell us?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 6:00 pm
"Just dont speak about our employer or any iridonians we might just happen to know." Roth told Ember.
Holstering his pistol he aproached the Givin and showed him the coordinates they had.
"These are the coordinates to an Imperial Prison. Someone hired us to break out a certain prisoner there. Do you suppose you can lead us in the right direction?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 10:33 am
Ember looked at Roth as if he was out side of him mind as he showed the two scavengers his datapad and asked directions as if he was some lost tourist on vacation.
“I may be an air-head but I’m not a blond.” She sniped back, shoving her blaster back into it’s holster and resting her hand on the weapons grip.
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 10:01 am
The given gave an eyebrow quirk, though eyebrowless he may be.
"If there's one thing I do well, it is navigate. If I had the ability, I could even launch you right onto the place and still have enough time to calculate a safe landing spot before the end of the sentence. Follow me. If nothing else, you can point your blasters in the small of my back if you think things are getting strange."
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 11:45 am
“My blaster in the small of your back would be the lest of your problems if I think anything weird is going on.” Ember mumbled to herself, still not sure if she trusted the two scavengers and their droid.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 4:32 pm
You travel for an hour in the direction of the prison. The cacophony of noise created by insects and other animals makes it nearly impossible to hear the splash of your footsteps through the Felucian swamp. The open area you walk into resembles a large, shallow pool of water with narrow islands rising out of the water, looking like stepping stones that are slightly too far apart to jump across. A faint mist hangs over the swampy ground, drifting over the still pool of water.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 1:38 am
Ember looks at the clearing, then at the shallow pool of water and the stepping tones.
“You guys sure this is the right way?” She asks as she looks around, a faint hint of disproval tugging at the edge of her mouth. “Why do I have a bad feeling about this?” She mutters, her hand griping the butt of her blaster.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 5:25 am
"Because this is a sith-hole planet." Roth told her as he walked past, machete and pistol in hand as he walked through the shallow pool. "Nothing good lives here. Just keep your eyes open and keep going. Our target isnt going to save himself."
Nolaa's head tails twitched as she stepped into the watter uneasily. Her eyes darted around and she visibly switched the fire setting on her carbine and mumbling to herself.
"Oh quit whining." Roth said to her. "Besides, its a little late to back out now."
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 9:44 am
As you traverse the shallow pool, from the marshy islands pop up four beings, the mud and foliage plastered to their bodies having concealed them until you were in their midst. They are tall, Muscular bipedal creatures. Each of the creatures has a lengthy, slender jawbone strapped to their arms and a leafy loincloth as their only equipment. Their faces seem to be a writhring mass of tendrils, with no discernable eyes, nose or mouth.
With a warbbling battlecry, the creatures leap forwards, quickly closing the gap to get within Melee range of the party.
((Initiative rolls, heroes))
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 10:22 am
“Sith-hole of a planet is a little bit of an understatement.” Ember replied, hesitantly following the two into the water. “Yeah, yeah. I haven’t lost focuses on the objective- what the!” she squeaks as the surface of the pool in broken. “Ewww, what the hell are those things.” She bites out as the beings approach rapidly.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 11:28 am
"Say hello to the Natives, love!" Roth shouted irritably, his annoyance aimed at the creatures."Bloody savages just love to crawl out from the woodwork when you least expect it!"
He held his machet and pistol at the ready and cursed. "Come on, then you rank meffs!"
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 1:59 pm
The Former Imperial officer hacked with his machete, slashing open the nearest creature's throat, killing it. He then blasts the creature near Nola with his pistol, catching it in the chest but failing to kill it.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 3:31 pm
Embers blaster was out of its holster in record time, brining the barrel of the weapon in-line with the closest of the on-rushing attackers.
“Eww, eww and eww!” She squeaked and she pulled the trigger, sending out a blot of heated energy straight into her target. “Gross!” She said, wrinkling her nose at the smell of charred flesh and freshly spilt blood.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 5:36 pm
The alien retaliates by striking Ember across the left leg with its animal jaw weapon. (9 dmg)
The Alien attacking Nolaa is locked on target and slashes at her, the nimble Twi'lek narrowly avoiding the blow.
At that moment the remaining attacker strikes Sish but its primative weapon is no match for the Dosh's battle armor, glancing harmlessly off the sturdy plates.
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