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 Posted: Tue Dec 02, 2008 6:03 pm
“I was getting to that part.” She smiles at Roth and pats his hand lightly.
“I was really hoping that you maybe could possibly show us how to get to this location here.” She turns back to the old man and shows him the datapad. “We have someone there who really need our help.”
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Posted: Tue Dec 02, 2008 6:05 pm
The man reads the datapad and then gives a look at the party.
"So why do you need my help to get to the Imperial Prison?" He asked cautiously.
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Posted: Tue Dec 02, 2008 11:16 pm
Ember pressed her forehead against the palm of one hand and wondered about this mans sanity, or was it called memory retention. She dismissed the thought with a shrug of her shoulders and turned her attention back to the grey haired old man.
“Um, you know the area and the locals, and with all likely hood any Imp patrols that we might come across.” She smiled at him. “You do want to help us don’t you?”
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2008 5:49 am
"Alright, new question. What are you intending to do at the Imperial Prison? Because if it involves wrecking it, I know a few people who could help with that..."
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2008 11:42 am
“We have a friend who’s being held prisoner there and we’re here to bust him out. If you have friends, who’d like to cause a little mayhem it would be most helpful. I have no problem with destroying it, if it’s possible.” She smiled warmly at him.
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2008 12:23 pm
The man thought a moment and then motioned for the party to follow him.
"You wanna get there alive, you're gonna want to talk to the locals. And if you're out to bust the Empire in the chops, they will be more than willing to help. C'mon."
With that, Vazus began walking into the brush enroute to the village.
Nolaa jogged on after him, much to Roth's surprise who found himself chasing after his servant.
"Bloody hell, you're supposed to follow ME." He muttered.
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2008 12:51 pm
“That would be super!” She exclaimed, clasping her hands together. She turned to the rest and gave them the thumbs up with a grin before turning to follow the old man into the brush.
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2008 10:50 pm
Vazus leads you all through the dense mushroomy undergrowth as night begins to fall beyond the fungal canopy. It doesnt take long to reach the Felucian Village which appears to have been carved almost completely out of the massive mushrooms that dominate the Felucian landscape. Each one looks old and petrified, making the mushroom huts appear far more solid than their still-living counterparts elsewhere in the jungle. In the center of the village, a number of native Felucians gather in a half circle, squatting by a cooking fire and turning to look at you as you enter. Though the village area has been cleared, small mushrooms and other plants still rise up from the ground, as though the jungle itself resisted any attempts at civilization.
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Posted: Thu Dec 04, 2008 9:55 am
“So this is the village, we were a lot closer than I thought.”
Ember stopped up short as they entered the clearing. She looks around at what she can see of the village and there domiciles, her red eyes coming to rest on the small group gathered around the fire. “Just in time for dinner, hope we’re not the main course.” She giggles.
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Posted: Thu Dec 04, 2008 10:24 am
"Thats not funny." Roth says as he uneasily holsters his pistol. "We dont know what these aliens eat after all. Or even how to communicate with them."
"Oh dont wory about that." Vazus says pleasantly. "I speak the language pretty well. I'll act as your go-between."
As he speaks, not a few of the Felucians watch the party's movements, uneasy about their presence but still curious. They keep their distance though they seem to have no worries regarding Vazus.
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Posted: Thu Dec 04, 2008 12:09 pm
Ember smiles at Roth.
“Oh don’t you worry your little head off dear, I’ll protect you.” She stifles a giggle and composes herself before turning to face the old man.
“Would this be a good time to ask them if they would like to help us or should we wait until there done eating?” She says, giving Roth a sidelong glance, her red eyes sparkling Mischief in the campfire.
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Posted: Thu Dec 04, 2008 8:08 pm
Nolaa tittered a bit at Ember's remark, while Roth didnt rise up to take the bait.
"Well now, since you seem to be doing all the talking, why dont you ask them?" He said, refering to the cautious Felucians. "After all, with our Iridonian friend gone, you seem to be keen on playing ambassador."
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Posted: Thu Dec 04, 2008 11:37 pm
Ember looked at Nolaa and smiled most seductively at her.
“I could never forget you Nolaa.” She winked.
“Maybe she rubbed off on me a little,” She grinned at Roth. “Who knows, maybe the Force is with me.” She shrugged her shoulders.
“Hay, old man.” She turned to look at Vazus. “Could you ask them if their willing to help us cause the Imps a little headache?”
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Posted: Fri Dec 05, 2008 9:40 am
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