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Welcome to Old Republic Surveyor Quest. You are Krall Sivron, a Nautolan Surveyor working for the Old Republic in the era just prior to the Mandolorian Wars.

As of the last thread, you awoke and, in a confrontation with Jedi Master Vandar, discovered the beginnings of a plot to frame you for the terrorist bombing at the Diplomatic Embassies. Before leaving though, you stopped to pick up some weapons and had a brief encounter with an intimidating stranger. On reaching your ship, you learned of two separate attempts to steal your ship from GLaDOS and discovered a stowaway, Dae Volya, who ended up being a jedi padawan...and your boss for the contract you took.

We rejoin our protagonist in the wake of this act of terror.

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>>1170695
>Check the last news you recieved on the Republic Comms. You can't receive any transmissions in hyperspace, after all.
Information is key

>>1170695
>Check the last news you recieved on the Republic Comms. You can't receive any transmissions in hyperspace, after all.

>>1170695
>Check the last news you recieved on the Republic Comms. You can't receive any transmissions in hyperspace, after all.

>>1170695
>You wanted to look up some information on something or someone, with GLaDOS's help (Who? What?)
The fucking medallion or whatever it was we stole from the crime scene.

I hope the jedi doesn't try to convert us.

>>1170705
>>1170726
>>1170731
Writing

>>1170752

I am one with the Force and the Force is with me.

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You access the Republic Comm. Archive located in the on-ship storage. The terminal lays quiet for a moment, before pulling up the recent data.

Processing...
Processing...

Level up available!
Select an option to expand further


pulling relevant data...

>"Agressive Negotiations" In the wake of the recent bombing of the Coruscant Diplomatic Suites, the Senate on Coruscant has been in political turmoil.
>"Lost in Translation" Due to the recent situation on Coruscant, the flow of diplomatic intelligence has slowed to a trickle. Communication are still flowing between Core and Inner-Rim worlds...but for some reason the Outer Rim sectors N, O, & P in grids 4-6, near Cathar, have gone quiet.
>"Remnants" Scavengers have increased their activities around Ossus
>"Exposed" Sweeping intelligence leaks have exposed a large prostitution operation based in the lower political house of Correlia
>"Crystals Are a Girl's Best Friend" Surveyors on the Outer Rim planet of Hoth have discovered a new, unique type of crystalline mineral in the deep snows.
>"Wet Work" Ryloth seems to be experiencing a particularly wet season this year.
>Level up

>>1170861
>Level up

First things first, then if we still have time Aggressive Negotiations and Crystal's are a Girl's Best Friend

>>1170861
>"Lost in Translation" Due to the recent situation on Coruscant, the flow of diplomatic intelligence has slowed to a trickle. Communication are still flowing between Core and Inner-Rim worlds...but for some reason the Outer Rim sectors N, O, & P in grids 4-6, near Cathar, have gone quiet.

>>1170861
>Level up
then
>"Wet Work" Ryloth seems to be experiencing a particularly wet season this year.
Since we're going to go there next.

>>1170861
>>"Crystals Are a Girl's Best Friend" Surveyors on the Outer Rim planet of Hoth have discovered a new, unique type of crystalline mineral in the deep snows.
>>Level up
Level up first but look into the Hoth thing. That might be something to check out if it's along the way to our little jedi's mission.

>>1170861
>"Crystals Are a Girl's Best Friend" Surveyors on the Outer Rim planet of Hoth have discovered a new, unique type of crystalline mineral in the deep snows.
Gotta keep up on the competition.

>>1170913
right and if we got nothing but time look up wet work as well since like anon said we're heading there next anyways. just tack this on to this vote>>1170914

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Level up! (Part 1)

Name: Krall Sivron
Class: Nautolan Surveyor

Vitality: 16/16

Attributes:

Strength: 12 [+1]
Dexterity: 15 [+2]
Constitution: 11 [+0]
Intelligence: 11 [+0]
Wisdom: 13 [+1]
Charisma: 13 [+1]

(Remaining points: 1)
Vote!

>>1170933

Constitution

>>1170938
>>1170942
Attributes only cost 1 point per 1 point increase from here on out, as you only get attribute points once every 3 level ups

>>1170933
>>1170947
Alright then. Wisdom.

>>1170933
Charisma

>>1170933
dex
for more gun
always go for more gun

>>1170947

Still going Constitution, need to be less squishy

>>1170933
>>1170978
I'll just change to Con then.

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>>1170998
>>1170978
>>1170938

Name: Krall Sivron
Class: Nautolan Surveyor

Vitality: 16/16

Attributes:

Strength: 12 [+1]
Dexterity: 15 [+2]
Constitution: 12 [+1]
Intelligence: 11 [+0]
Wisdom: 13 [+1]
Charisma: 13 [+1]

(Part 2)

Skills:

Computer Use: Grandma
Demolitions: 0
Stealth: 0
Awareness: 2
Persuade: 0
Repair: 4
Security: 0
Treat Injury: 4

(Remaining Points: 3)
Vote!

>>1170933
Constitution. I want that modifier.

>>1171052
Oops, one sec

*Vitality: 24/24

From constitution mod!

>>1171052
Security +1
Stealth +1
Persuade +1

>>1171052
2 in Demolitions and
1 in Stealth

>>1171052
1 Awareness, 2 Treat Injury

Well, this is going to get nowhere. First post ending in 7 determines the points.

>>1171099
1 Awareness, 2 Treat Injury
Alright. I figured you'd just pick common upgrades from a set and go from there with less points.

>>1171107
well that was quick

>>1170695
>>1171099
Actually, can we ask GLaDOS what that soft limit on her patience is?
I'm betting it's Krall.

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>>1171107
Attributes:

Strength: 12 [+1]
Dexterity: 15 [+2]
Constitution: 12 [+1]
Intelligence: 11 [+0]
Wisdom: 13 [+1]
Charisma: 13 [+1]

Skills:

Computer Use: Grandma
Demolitions: 0
Stealth: 0
Awareness: 3
Persuade: 0
Repair: 4
Security: 0
Treat Injury: 6

(Part 3)

Feats:

Low-Light Vision
Amphibious
Light Armor
Medium Armor
Weapon Proficiency: Blaster Pistol
Weapon Proficiency: Blaster Rifle
Weapon Proficiency: Melee Weapons
Targeting

(You can add 1 new feat)

>Dueling: Gain bonuses to attack and defense when unarmed or using a single weapon
>Finesse: Dexterity determines chance to hit instead of strength for melee
>Two-Weapon Fighting: You're coordinated enough to use a weapon in each hand. Reduces attack penalties when duel-wielding.
>Conditioning: You're jacked, bro. Bonuses to all saving throws.
>Caution: Additional bonuses to Demotions and Stealth rolls
>Write in (From list of Kotor I & II feats, or homebrew if QM approved)

>>1171160
>Two-Weapon Fighting: You're coordinated enough to use a weapon in each hand. Reduces attack penalties when duel-wielding.
we got the dual wielding pistol, might as well.

>>1171160
>Dueling: Gain bonuses to attack and defense when unarmed or using a single weapon

>>1171173
Eh, the Worn Baster pistol is crap.

What are the stats on the worn blasters anyway, Red?

>>1171182
I was thinking more sword and gun for dual wielding so we can kick ass up close and form afar

>>1171160
>>Conditioning: You're jacked, bro. Bonuses to all saving throws.
Gotta get swole for best waifu.
Scillian

>>1171186
I'll bet the Sword is extra crap since Red wants us to suffer.

>>1171182
Worn Blaster Pistol
Damage: Energy 1-4
Range: 15 meters
Critical: 99-100
Description: Looks like it has an equal chance to shoot out either dust or a blaster bolt.

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>>1171187
l-lewd

>>1171192
crap is crap

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>1171215
Eh, whatever. I'll roll
1 is Dual
2 is Conditioning

>>1171160
>Conditioning: You're jacked, bro. Bonuses to all saving throws.

here and there, I didn't know you were up today.

>>1171218
>>1171187
>>1171223

looking /fit/ my dudes

now, I believe anons chose
>"Crystals Are a Girl's Best Friend" Surveyors on the Outer Rim planet of Hoth have discovered a new, unique type of crystalline mineral in the deep snows.
>"Wet Work" Ryloth seems to be experiencing a particularly wet season this year.

Writing/Expanding, just a moment

>>1171241
Well its always nice to have bonuses to saving throws.

>Wet work
>Ryloth

TOO THE STRIPPER/SLAVE MARKET OF THE GALAXY.

Oh god, I fucking hate twin tails. Give me a proper female to breed. Like a Chiss or something.

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>"Crystals Are a Girl's Best Friend"
Intelligence reports the discovery of a new crystalline mineral in the snows of the Outer Rim planet of Hoth. Bounty hunter and part-time surveyor Savior Danner lead her crack team of researchers unveiled the newly dubbed "Permafrost Crystal" earlier today to scientists at the Corellian Institute of Geology and Planetary Sciences. According to experts, the crystal-like mineral exhibits strange properties, including a nearly permanent endothermic state of equilibrium. The crystal, resembling a sort of never-melting ice, is permanently cold to the touch. Unconfirmed rumors from the surveying team itself suggest that the Jedi Order has expressed interest in their discovery. "Just another W to add to the list, nothing special," Danner expressed when asked for comment.

>"Wet Work"
Republic atmospheric and meteorological data from Ryloth suggests the planet is currently experiencing the wettest year in the past century. Ryloth, having a normally moderate, varied climate, has suffered significantly elevated recorded instances of flash flooding and mudslides over the past annum. Ecological effect have yet to be fully documented, but speculatory research has indicated some changes in several of the planet's ecosystems. Public sentiment is varied, but worries over changing adaptionary behaviors of the planet's larger fauna, particularly the Lylek, dominate the public consciousness aside from flooding concerns. Research regarding the source of this climate anomaly are ongoing.

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Savior. Fucking. Danner.

How many times have you heard that name? Even now it makes you nauseous.

>He
>She

-was nothing more than a lousy, two-bit criminal who had the gall to call themself a bounty hunter since they never got caught. Now a surveyor? What a damn disgrace.

>>1171377
>nearly permanent endothermic state of equilibrium
What happens if you throw one into a star?

What kind of power generators are used in star wars?

>>1171394
>She

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>1171394
I'll just roll again
1 He
2 She

>>1171394
>Robutt, genderless

>>1171406
Cryogenic cells are a thing. As for the star...LET'S FIND OUT, NEXT TIME ON REPUBLIC COMM. NEWS!

>>1171394
>She
is a bitch

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>>1171432
>>1171409
>>1171416


She's at it again though. Knowing from past experience, you doubt she'd let a good thing like this last.

Like the time you discovered a unique geological formation of Micah, Malachite, and Terilian. Who intercepted your communications, showed up with corporate goons, and tore it down into little pieces for transport?

Savior. Fucking. Danner.

Or, that time on Felucia where you cataloged a rare field of medicinal plants. Who happened to be in the area illegally poaching wildlife, happened upon the same flora, and harvested it all to process into highly potent, illicit spice- half of which she probably chewed herself?

Savior. Goddamn. Danner.

How about the time you met that nice Nautolan gal in the cities of Balmorra? Who caught sight of her, gave her a heavy taste for spice, and was caught with her weeks later.

Do you even have to say it?

She's a menace to anyone and everyone. You wouldn't be surprised if those Permafrost Crystals had disappeared by the end of the week. After a reward was paid, of course.

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You're pissed, understandly. You do honest, good work only for it to be taken advantage of by the worst in society. At least there are some decent people still around, like your sister, Scillian. The topic sours in your mind. UGH! You can't think like this, let alone work. You need to blow some steam.

>You attempt to increase your programming proficiency, and computer literacy
>You usually just go to your pet projects. You have one thing in particular you're building right now.
>You work out. Nothing is as simple and rewarding as physical exercise, usually in the Cabin.
>You tend to play with chemicals and the like, seeing if you can make any useful concoctions.
>You don't usually have the opportunity...but maybe you could talk about your problems with someone? GLaDOs, maybe?
>Write in

>>1171574
>You usually just go to your pet projects. You have one thing in particular you're building right now.

>>1171574
>>You usually just go to your pet projects. You have one thing in particular you're building right now.

>>1171574
>You attempt to increase your programming proficiency, and computer literacy
For besto GLaDOS

>>1171574
>You usually just go to your pet projects. You have one thing in particular you're building right now.
remember if the ladies don't find you handsome, they should at least find you handy.

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>>1171605
>>1171583
>>1171582
Roll me 2d100+4

DC 50, DC 80

Rolled 53, 96 + 4 = 153 (2d100 + 4)

>>1171655
NERDING HOOOOO

Rolled 9, 66 + 4 = 79 (2d100 + 4)

>>1171655

Rolled 53, 77 + 4 = 134 (2d100 + 4)

>>1171655

>>1171660
>>1171663
>>1171676
53 and 96. not bad

>>1171704
57 and 100, actually.

When we get out of hyperspace and call up that tiny jedi to tell him about some evidence we have we can point him toward our nemeses as well.

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You usually just go to your pet projects, a bit of handiwork here and there, nothing special. But if the AI upgrade to your ship was any indication, recently you've gotten ambitious. Still frustrated as you amble down the passage to the rest of the ship's cabin, you hardly notice the green twi'lek girl sitting in the cargo hold. Moving over the the compact right side of the ship, you open the closest storage compartment and a chaotic pile of various parts, components, and circuits tumble out. The bright idea had come one day out of nowhere...

Why not build your own droid?

Now, you decide, is the best time to start. You have the energy, the motivation, and the time...so what's there to lose? You grab the hydrospanner and begin. One part connects here, another hydraulic joint there, several circuits to be wired here...

Lost in the task, time flies by with abandon. Before long, a recognizable frame has formed on the ground in front of you. Not only do you have a sizable base to start from, but you feel as though you've gained valuable insight into the inner mechanisms of droids and their individual components!

[Bonus: Repair +2]
[Quest Started: Building a Droid]
[Collect various parts to finish building your own droid. Check at dealers for a wide selection of pieces that could work. It may not be pretty, but if the end result works that's all you need.]
[Required Quest Items: Behavioral Core, Droid Chassis, Droid Control Cluster, Droid Processor, Droid Vocabulator]
(1/2)

>>1171826
That picture
>Bono U2
Why!

>>1171826
>Tfw KOTOR 2 flash backs.

>>1171826
we're going to need computer skills to finish this aren't we? ...craaaaaap

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There's a hand on your shoulder. "Didn't realize you were such a gearhead," Dae muses loudly as she inspects your messy craftwork. There's a pause as you think of what to say next, but the twi'lek girl sighs before you do.

"Look...I'm sorry. We got off to a bad start, and I know it's my fault. I just jump into things without thinking sometimes. My masters say I should learn to "suppress my emotions" more. I mean, we didn't even properly introduce ourselves!" Dae chuckles ruefully. She straightens her posure up along with her normally expressive face. "Please, accept my apology. If not for me, then on behalf of the Jedi Order. I'll compose myself better and with the appropriate dignity of a jedi from now on."

>Accept her apology, make sure she doesn't snap at you again
>Forgive her, but tell her she doesn't need to be so uptight around you
>Make your "official" introductions. An apology like that doesn't need a response.
>Wipe your hands and go back to the cockpit. You're not in the mood to deal with a twi'lek girl four years your junior.
>Reject the apology. She needs to learn to think before acting, as not everything can be taken back once it is done. Forgiveness is a luxury.
>Write in

>>1171850
I mean you TECHNICALLY don't...you could wing it? Guaranteed to have one hella quirky bot though

>>1171849
the best

>>1171876
>Make your "official" introductions. An apology like that doesn't need a response.
Wow, so her masters and brainwashing her as well, this cult is really something.

>>1171876
>Forgive her, but tell her she doesn't need to be so uptight around you

>>1171876
>Forgive her, but tell her she doesn't need to be so uptight around you

I KNOW HOW THIS GOES, I PLAYED KOTOR GAME.

>>1171876
>"Eyyy just don't let "get mad" be your default response."
Yeah you can reword it however you want.

>>1171876
>>Forgive her, but tell her she doesn't need to be so uptight around you
we were having a bit of a bad day ourselves then... still are kinda.

>I mean you TECHNICALLY don't...you could wing it?
know us that's probably what's going to happen. Or we'll just say to hell with it and see if GLaDOS can remote pilot it so she can use it as a pair of hands.

>>1171876
GLaDOS taking control of the bot and saving us when?

>>1171941
>>1171909
>>1171904
>>1171928
Writing!

>>1171941
Yea, I was going to share that idea too.

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The whole Jedi cult...it sounds pretty strict? Suppressing emotions? Sometimes emotions feel shitty, sure...you know that right now more than most people. You just have to learn how to cope with the good and the bad. Learning how to manage that is a basic part of...well, not just being an adult but life in general.

But suppress them? How much tension and stress...and dissatisfaction...

You wipe your greased palms on your shirt as you rise to talk to her. "You're fine, Dae. Don't feel like you have suppress anything with me. By the maker, I've had some bad days too. Some...more recent than others. But if I started to ignore and bottle them up, nothing would ever get better. Just...don't make 'mad' your default response, okay?"

Dae's brow furrows in deep though for a moment, before the words hesitatingly slip out of her mouth one-by-one. "I...okay. I think. It's...Master Vandar always said emotions were the path to evil. As a jedi, I need to be above these things. I trust him. But, thank you for your insight. As a jedi...as a padawan I should avoid such strong passions though. It's just going to be a little harder for me, you know?"

She shuffles her feet as the awkward silence passes a bit between you.

"Let's start over. I'm Krall S-"
"You totally deserved it thou-"

You both burst out laughing at the sudden exchange. She's stubborn, and laughably so. You've seen kids with more recompense. She's the type to push forward and finish what she started no matter what, for no other reason than it being what she wanted in the first place.

It's not a bad quality.

"Krall Sivron," you offer your hand to the Jedi. She looks down on it and for a moment you think she's seriously considering whether or not to accept it. But, she catches your eye and can barely stifle the laugh that follows.
"Daesha Volya," she nods in teasing approval as she takes your hand.

"So," she announces, "where's our destination anyway? You were hiding the cockpit for a while."

>Excarga
>Ryloth
>You're stopping on the way at Tatooine
>Write in???

>>1172180
>Ryloth

>>1172180
>>Ryloth
didn't know this was going to be a bit of an escort mission when I signed up so I figured I'd grab it report to my boss then head out when I had some free time, but I could probably stop by a bit sooner. Still need to talk to my boss though so he doesn't think I'm dead or ran out on him.

>>1172180
>Write in???
Mandalor or bust.
>Ryloth

>>1172180
adding too this >>1172206

Put Mandalore on the list of nice stops.

>>1172180
>ryloth I suppose
And ask if it is true that Jedi are good at fighting because if our nemesis turns up we would appreciate the muscle.

>>1172229
>>1172216
All these suggestions to end the quest early

>>1172235
Its not ending the Quest, its Starting the crusades before its time. Also where is your sense of fun? Mandalorians love bounty hunters

>>1172180
>>Ryloth
then excarga, don't worry. maybe we can look for some droid parts there.

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>>1172240
>"Bounty Hunter"
>Protag has two dusty pistols and a knife
>"Start the Crusades early"
>Not "Become a slave in the ongoing crusade"
>YFW Mandalorian Slave Quest

I'll be honest, I doubt you'd be able to take down a Mandalorian right now.

Also, Ryloth. Writing!

>>1172280
I'm waiting for revan to blow up a planet and cause two people to become a wound in the force only for it to end with them blowing up the same planet again.

>>1172280
Oh ya the Crusades haven't begun yet. Fuck, Well I mean even they were okay with 'useful' outsiders who proved there worth.

Mando Wifu when?

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>>1172304
>"Crusades haven't begun yet"

>>1172299
>Implying this will happen at all according to canon
>implying Revan

>>1172313
ok to be honest, I don't know a damn thing about the mandalorian wars other then they almost brought down the republic and the jedi basically said fuck the republic when they asked for aid. That and it only ended when Revan blow up a planet and became a hero.

20 minute delay on that next post

>>1172313
You've avoiding the Proving our value to a well /fit/ Mandaloran wifu.

javascript:quote('1165276');
Since there is a delay here, this quest desperately needs players. It's a great quest. Please don't let it die.

>>1172414
Damn phone posting.
I'll have to do it the other way. sorry. >>1165276

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"Ryloth. I didn't know just what I was getting into with this whole Excarga thing...I'd originally figured I'd grab the contract and head back to Ryloth to report to my boss. I can't have my employer thinking I ran out on the job."

Despite what you're sure are her best efforts, Dae still lets a hint of a grimace cross her face. You hold up your hands in a concessionary gesture. "Hey, look, we'll go to Excarga right after. I originally thought this was going to be free time for me."

Dae shakes her head. "No, it's not that. It's just...Ryloth is my homeworld. I haven't been back since the Order took me, when I was three years old." You're not sure what kind of expression that is on her face. You get the feeling she's trying the whole "emotion suppression" thing.

Ryloth is the homeworld of the Twi'leks, though with how widespread the Twi'lek are, you hadn't thought about the possibility Dae came from there. Slavery has been a well-known problem, obviuously, but you remember how she didn't even know what slavery was. She's probably been separated from here, and her family, for a long time. You can tell this may be a sensitive topic.

>Offer to let her stay on the ship if she's uncomfortable being there.
>Ask her if she'd accompany you on your trip here. You could use a strong jedi with you in case undesirables like Savior Danner show their tails.
>Give her the commlink, and let her go off on her own. She probably needs to settle some things herself.
>Why does the Order take children from their families?
>Ask about her family. Does she remember them?
>Write in

>>1172428
>Offer to let her stay on the ship if she's uncomfortable being there.
>>Give her the commlink, and let her go off on her own. She probably needs to settle some things herself.
she can stay or she can wonder but give her the comm link so we know where she's at and call her when we need to leave.

>>1172428
>Ask her if she'd accompany you on your trip here. You could use a strong jedi with you in case undesirables like Savior Danner show their tails.
>Give her the commlink, and let her go off on her own. She probably needs to settle some things herself.

>>1172428
>>1172441
I'll support this, along with
>Write in
"If you do stay, GLaDOS'll be a great conversation partner. Trust me."

>>1172428
>>Ask her if she'd accompany you on your trip here. You could use a strong jedi with you in case undesirables like Savior Danner show their tails.
we could use some backup, and besides, shes not too jedi-like to blow our cover.

>>1172428
>Ask her if she'd accompany you on your trip here. You could use a strong jedi with you in case undesirables like Savior Danner show their tails.
She might as well make herself useful.

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>>1172463
>>1172450
>>1172446
>>1172441
>>1172447
>Give her the commlink
>Ask her if she'd accompany you on your trip here.
Writing!

Also, next posts will be the last few for tonight. I'll continue tomorrow evening.

>>1172481
>itsa meee Annieee, Daaashh trruee mashashh.

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You think for a moment on how to solve this tricky issue. Jedi are supposed to br some kind of guardians, right? "Dae," you entreat, "could you accompany me down to Ryloth? I'm just a surveyor, not really a fighter. If I run into anyone particularly nasty, it'd be comforting to know I have someone like you with me."

She looks surprised for a moment. Then, Dae almost visibly reinflates with her characteristic, bombastic sense of duty. "...I- Of course! Jedi are protectors of the weak, like you!"

"Oh, Thanks," you sullenly note to yourself.

"I...I'm just doing it as my responsibility though. It's not for you or anything," she quickly tacks on.

Ignoring her last defensive jab, you get a bright idea. Much to Dae's confusion, you duck into the cockpit for a brief moment and come back. You hand the Twi'lek girl the rectangular, metallic device- newly refurbished- and instruct her in the comlink's use. This way, you'll be able to keep in contact with each other even if separated (although it comes at the cost of not keeping GLaDOS on dial)! Speaking of which, "Dae, if you need to settle some things here, feel free to go do just that. We can stay in touch even if you do."

She holds the device gingerly for a moment. "Krall, I-

"As much as I enjoy regularly interrupting your happy moments, it seems I'm actually required to do so at this time. It takes the fun out of it, if you ask me."
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Dae gives a panicked yelp on hearing the electronic, feminine monotone of GLaDOS for the first time. Barely stopping herself from jumping, she instead bumps into the HoloCom behind her and nearly falls over, looking for the source of the voice.

"Oh, no...not another genius. I hope this one isn't as computationally gifted as you, Krall. Does she at least know she's on a spaceship, or did you convince her to board the shiny flying box with a trail of bread crumbs up the boarding ramp? Regardless, we're arriving at Ryloth shortly. Specifically...now."

With a lurch, you recognize the ship has exited hyperspace. Oh man, this is one of the best parts. You take Dae's hand and run up the hallway to the cockpit, ignoring everything else. There, it greets you like a jewel in the black sands of space.

"Ryloth."

Continuing tomorrow night later on, check twitter for first update on the exact time

>>1172574
Glados, if you want a twilek to follow you you don't leave a trail of breadcrumbs.

>>1172574
and to make things better, it's raining like crazy down there. Sucks for the locals but damn does it help us.

Also GLaDOS is best assistant/copilot.

>>1172578
Thanks for running.

Roll me 1d2

1) Rough entry
2) Easy Breezy

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>1174935
No trouble

>>1174949
true, back to prep I go...

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The air spits in gouts of heat around the ship as you enter Ryloth's atmosphere. Almost immediately after, the rain hits the front viewport in wave upon torrential wave as the crashing of thunder in the skies around you shakes the Plug-6. Just as you're starting to believe you might have just entered the wrong, oceanic planet...the swollen clouds part to reveal the drenched mesas and jungles below, along with your destination, the planet's capital, Lessu.
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"Refining trajectory towards Lessu Spaceport..."

The ship swerves around the pronounced peaks of the earthen spires the grand capital was built into, descending and coming to face a landing pad of generous proportions built into the same spire's side. Hardly necessary for the autodocking procedure, you step away from the pilot chair and turn towards the cabin to gear up. It's pouring rain out there, you doubt you'd be able to see more than thirty feet in front of you.

"Docking complete. Releasing boarding ramp now. Remember to not take anything that looks to be candy from stranger out there, kids. In fact, given data about spice productrion on Ryloth, just don't consume anything while you are here. There is a <21%> probability it has been in contact with some form of illicit hallucinogenic compound. Though, knowing you, that is most likely a positive factor in your decision to come here."

What to do first?
>Contact your employer on the ComLink onboard the ship. No sense wandering around looking.
>Wander the city for a bit. Ryloth, even in weather like this, is supposed to be one of a kind.
>You want to see if you can find the merchant district
>Ask Dae what she wants to do. You're both in this together, after all.
>Write in

>>1175353
>Wander the city for a bit. Ryloth, even in weather like this, is supposed to be one of a kind.
Pretty sure we are some kind of amphibious creature. A little water doesn't scare us. Also, maybe we can pick up some spice.

Uh...guess things are a bit slow then. I'll give this a little more time for votes. Otherwise I'll write
>>1175446

>>1175353
>Ask Dae what she wants to do. You're both in this together, after all.
>Wander the city for a bit. Ryloth, even in weather like this, is supposed to be one of a kind.

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Also, just made one of those newfangled quest discords all the younglings these days use.

https://discord.gg/22TXA6g

For general quest chatter, ideas, suggestions, or shitposting

>>1175558
>Welcome to
>>1175446
Welp, I'm back.
Writing

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BShDTWecbaI

You take a fleeting look out the docking ramp to see the furious downpour outside. The rain doesn't actually bother you, in fact your skin was just feeling dehydrated at the moment. You have lungs, but your skin remarkably acts as a second respiratory organ of sorts. Dry skin can be a (figurative) killer and uncomfortable, comparable to bronchitis in humans. As a Nautolan, your amphibious nature allows you to live in most environments. For example, here in the rain you've never felt more comfortable; the weather is quite literally like a breath of fresh air, as you can absorb spare oxygen from the rain dripping down across your body.

You eye the Jedi next to you and see she doesn't exactly share your enthusiasm about the "good" weather. You grab an extra poncho from the storage and offer it to her, which she gratefully accepts. "So, where do you want to go, Dae," you ask nonchalantly. You just have to meet with your boss, but the hard part of getting to Ryloth is over and you can take your time. Dae thinks for a moment.

"I don't remember much about this place, you know? I think my family lived somewhere in this region...but all I remember about this city is a reaaaally large plaza in the middle of it. It's the heart of the city. For now, I'd like to go there and see if it still looks like I remember it."

With that you nod and start out into the rainy starport and the city beyond.

Roll 1d100 for happenings. First event rolled twice is the winner.

Events as follows:
1-10: Event 1
11-30: Event 2
31-75: Event 3
76-90: Event 4
91-100: Event 5

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>1175867
You smell that? Mandalorians. Mandalorians everywhere.

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>1175867
Rolling for stumbling over a unicorn.

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>1175867

>>1175867
Should we roll again?

Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>1175867
inb4 Kakashi kills our waifu and we let a demon posses her corpse

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>>1175985
yup

>>1176010
pic

>>1176010
What?

>>1175931
>>1176010
OH WAIT I didn't notice

Writing!

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You waltz down the winding muddy streets of the mountain capital. Even in the rain, the bright rainbow colored masses of Twi'leks shine through. In many ways, it's like a living mosaic: blues, greens, yellows, the occassional pink, and the rare red blending together in the surprisingly lively crowds. Yet, you're not so blinded by the pace and colors of the citylife to not notice the casualties of the choatic climate of recent times.

In the corners of the street, in the creases between stonework buildings, and even in plain sight on the sides of the road you see roadworn and threadbare twi'leks. Their bright skins are patterned with splashes of mud and debris under their dismal, shabby attempts at shelter from the ruthless storm. These are the victims of the seemingly endless rains of late, their homes gutted with water and lives swept away with the floods. Their abysmal conditions, passed by and acknowledged like nothing more than trash left in the street, leave you to think they may be representative of an even larger, more subtle problem.

Their sad eyes trail on you, a particularly unfamiliar alien species in these regions, as you pass them by in the streets with a beautiful green woman of their own kind. What are they thinking when they look at you? Should it even be your place to care? Dae fidgets next to you, and you see she has a particularly forlorn expression on seeing this.

"P-Please, good outsider, spare a few credits?" An old, blue twi'lek woman wheezes from the nearby alleyway. You note just how close you were to not noticing the beggar like the other people in the crowd. Granted, the alley she rests just inside is particularly blurry in the background rain. You hardly could spot it with this crowd, let alone see farther inside. Dae even seems preoccupied in some thought and walks ahead, herself oblivious to the quiet request.

>Oblige the beggar, give her some credits
>Oblige the beggar, but on the condition she gives you information in exchange
>Pretend you didn't hear the woman and continue on with the unaware Dae.
>Write in

>>1176321
>Oblige the beggar, give her some credits

>>1176321
>>Oblige the beggar, give her some credits

>>1176321
>Oblige the beggar, but on the condition she gives you information in exchange
Ask her where we can get some spice!

>>1176321
>>1176331
Actually, could we give her the credits and ask her for information. Also,

>Get Dae's attention so she doesn't wander off

>>1176407
>information
information?

>>1176407
>>1176321
Thats a good idea

>>1176331
>>1176407
>>1176372
>>1176434
>credits for information,credits particularly on spice
>Dae, don't wander off!

roll me 1d100+3, first three
DC 55
Writing

Rolled 45 + 3 (1d100 + 3)

>>1176491

Rolled 43 + 3 (1d100 + 3)

>>1176491
Rolling for not being mobbed by filthy crack whores looking for a handout.

Rolled 25 + 3 (1d100 + 3)

>>1176491
I'll just roll again.

Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>1176491

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>>1176496
>>1176507
>>1176585
mfw

>>1176598
Please count >>1176595 instead of >>1176585.

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You tread through the thin ligament of crowd separating you from the old woman. "I have some credits to spare, if you could provide me with some information."

The old woman's eyes widen with surprise at her fortune, and you can tell that by all means she didn't expect you to listen to her. She nods vigorously at your proposal. "I-I'll provide anything I can, kind sir. I've only been here for so long, though. I lost my home to the floods to the south."

"I'm looking for someone, another alien you may not see often. Zeltron? May be wearing a Republic uniform? He's probably flitting around the place with women and men in tow?"

The old woman, confused, shakes her head slowly. Well, looks like you'll have to find your boss the hard way then. May just need to check the bars. "Why are you being kept in the streets like this? Why haven't there been shelters taking in people or something?"

"There are shelters, stranger. But, they're all full and nobody is building any more despite more people coming to Lesssu everyday. The politicians all say the storms are temporary, but there are whispers that they may go on forever like this. People are getting angry, angry at the Republic for not helping Ryloth in times like these. It seems like the rest of the galaxy only cares about continuing business as usual and the credits that come with it, no matter how many of us are losing our lives."

Not the best news. You're starting to see how things can look so divided, both grim and carefree at the same time. The old lady hesitates a bit, looking around before continuing further. "Some...some people are really angry...too angry, if you ask me. They're starting to get violent, attacking foreigners and stealing from people who still profit in times like these. Be careful, stranger. You don't deserve to get caught up in that."

You nod grimly. This may need to be reported to your superiors, but with what you heard...could they already know how bad things are down here? You don't have too many other questions you can think of, but one pops up when you start considering heavily. "Hey, know where someone can find some spice around here?"

The woman eyes you carefully, scrutinizing you harder than before. "I try not to get involved in that business. You trying to buy or sell?"

>You want to buy.
>You're looking to smuggle.
>You don't see any reason not to try and make a business out of it.

>>1176744
>Nah, this was a bad idea
Then have a PTSD flashback to getting cucked because our nemesis turned our girlfriend into a crack whore.

>>1176744
This >>1176808 sounds reasonable.
It looks like the twilek god is pissed at their degeneracy and is going to flood the place. We should tell her to get started on an ark or two.

>>1176808
Bretty reasonable, I'll write it if no other votes

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>>1176595

"Actually, nevermind. This was a bad idea." You admonish yourself, shaking your head in self-disgust. What were you thinking? You hardly just finished remembering the last time someone you knew got mixed up in spice. This isn't about to be a repeat. You thank the woman quietly, giving her 50 credits as promised.

Wait, where's Dae?
>>1176595

You look back and forth in the crowd, weaving between the colorful shapes in search of your companion. "DAE!" you begin to call out anxiously. Only murmors and worried looks from the strange faces in the crowd greet your efforts, until...

You catch sight of the particular, rich shade of green you're searching for. A red twi'lek man with a particularly humorless expression seems to have stopped her against the wall of one of the houses up ahead. He seems to be gesturing aggressively as she shakes her head hard enough that you're worried it may fall off. Suddenly, he catches sight of you approaching, gives Dae a sordid glance, and turns to disappear into the moving streams of people and rain.

"Hey, Dae, what was that about?" You glare wearily at the spot where the seedy looking man had melding into the rest of the passerby. He seemed just about as disgruntled as the beggar, but much more aggressive. Dae shakes her head, "He kept asking me if I was...you slave. If you had enslaved me."

She blinks several times, trying to process it all. "He kept telling me I didn't have to worry, that they'd been keeping an eye on people...like "you". He said they could help me, free me... I could help them and Ryloth in turn. I'm glad he didn't realize he was talking to a Jedi."

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>>1177167
>Well I mean, If you're into that shit, Sure. You can be my slave.


I wasn't aware this was running.

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You see the opportunity. "Well I mean, if you're into that shit, sure. You can be my slave."

Dae blinks in silence for a moment, then open-palm slaps you across the face with a mortified glare. "I-Idiot! Like I'd ever give you the chance! Some random guy tries to convince me to run away with him, and you crack a joke about it?! Maybe I should've just agreed!!"

You apologize profusely until the angry Twi'lek has breathed out all the fire she has for you. Once she's calmed down enough to even let you speak again, you tell Dae everything that happened with the beggar. She blinks her eyes wide in surprise. "Hmph, and you even paid her? I guess not many people would've even given that woman the time of day. But then again, most people aren't absolute pervs either! That was...nice of you though, Krall; I expected worse."


[Influence Lost: Dae]
[Influence Gained: Dae]

"More importantly," you interrupt the brief window of respite, "I think there's more than we've realized going on here. We -well, I- need to be a bit more careful here, especially since we know we're being watched."

>Find directions to the local cantina. The search for your boss starts there
>Try to locate the place Dae was talking about visiting earlier.
>Where's a store when you need one?
>Try to follow the trail of that red twi'lek thug. You need to know more about this, and he is mostly likely your ticket.
>Write in

>>1177252
God damn it QM, I was making a joke. You whore.

>Find directions to the local cantina. The search for your boss starts there


Surprised shes trying to act all noble, Its a ruse.

>>1177252
>Find directions to the local cantina. The search for your boss starts there

>>1177252
>Find directions to the local cantina. The search for your boss starts there
Better get this out of the way now in case we need to bounce in a hurry later.

>>1177292
>>1177272
>>1177264
I'll continue with this tomorrow evening. 7:00pm work for anons?

>>1177316
Thats not with a time zone stamped on.

>>1177345
EST. Unless he fucks up daylight savings time like last year.

>>1177345
>>1177372
Oops. Then he would mean 8 pm.

>>1177372
Wait Sunday is days like saving? Fuck me.

>>1177388
No, I was just making a joke at Red's expense.

>>1177345
EST

But knowing me it'd be 7:30pm. Not sure what timezones ya'll participating are in

>>1177388
>days like saving

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Back! Writing now!

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The boss is guaranteed to be in a cantina somewhere in this city. He never did really fit in with the more sober, business oriented areas of everyday life. In fact, you'll most likely hear whatever cantina he's in before you see it. Now, to get some directions...

As if almost on cue, a rather blantantly intoxicated twi'lek stumbles into the open streets and faceplants into the muddy road.

Well, looks like you found a local favorite at least. You make way towards the literal hole-in-the-rocky- wall of the mountain your unconscious friend took a reprieve from. Immediately on approching the overhanging stone arch, the pungent, sweet, acidic odor of Juma Juice wafts up the descending stairs and smacks you square in the face. It's certainly not hygenic and you can't hear any commotion from outside, but that definitely fits the bill on quantity of beverages expected from your missing Zetron boss. As you consider just how badly you're going to need to wash your hands after going in the establishment, you notice Dae is a bit quiet.

She's still in the rain a bit behind you, her face painted in the traslucent neon colors of the Cantina sign she's practically dissecting with her eyes. She looks confused.

"Something wrong?" You call back to the girl in the rain. She turns to you, doe-eyed. "Krall, what's a Cant-Ina?"

What's a...what? "You mean a Cantina?"
Dae just shrugs, then shudders with disgust as the stench of Juma finally hits her as well. "Sith's Spice! What in the galaxy is that smell?!" She coughs as she frantically waves her hand to clear the smell from the air.

She...hasn't seen a bar before? She doesn't know what alcohol is, either? You...

>Tease Dae about this.
>Laugh at how sheltered she is.
>Show her just what she's missed out on.
>Just bring her up to date. No need to make a big deal out of it.
>Let her wait outside. She doesn't seem to be a fan, anyway.
>Write in

>>1180989
>>Just bring her up to date. No need to make a big deal out of it.
>>If you want to wait outside you can. I should only be a few minutes, even if he is here.

>>1180989
>Laugh at how sheltered she is.
You mystics in your ivory temple. This is where normal people hang out! Let me introduce you to my best friend the barstool.

>>1180989

>Tease Dae about this.

>Just bring her up to date. No need to make a big deal out of it.

>>1180989
>Tease Dae about this.
>Just bring her up to date. No need to make a big deal out of it.

>>1180989
>Tease Dae about this.
>Just bring her up to date. No need to make a big deal out of it.

>>1181069
>>1181082
>>1181112
QM's choice or do you have any particular lines to tease her with?

>>1181165
>How about we make you experience life for abit? We might be here awhile anyway.

I don't know how the fuck to properly flirt with an Alien slut.

>>1181165
>"Oh, a Cant-Ina is actually a place where people meet to make fun of sheltered Jedi for not knowing what a Cantina is."

>>1181210
From Wookiepedia:

"A Twi'lek's [lekku] served many purposes in their daily lives and culture, storing fat and being used as erogenous zones."

Remember a thread ago when you grabbed those? May have been the twi'lek equivalent of a crotch grab. Let that sink in.

>>1181165
Just say she hasn't lived or something. Is this her first time out of the temple?
Her poor impulse control might be a problem here...

>>1181256
Can we just teasingly stroke them before entering?

>>1181210
>>1181246
>>1181272
>>1181278
writing

>>1181278
She has already slapped us once today.

>>1181396
Its cause she isn't used to being touched. Besides worse case. Its helpping her stand up for herself so when we ARE alive. Creepy red ones dont pin her against the wall again.

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"Oh," you start, barely hiding your smirk, "the Cant-Ina is actually the place where people meet to make fun of sheltered Jedi for not knowing what a Cantina is."

Dae nods sheepishly, not catching the sarcasm in your explanation whatsoever. "Oh, okay. Krall, you won't tell them I'm a Jedi then, right? ...Please?"

She's a real piece of work, isn't she? You can't help but sigh. If she's this sheltered about something as common as alcohol and cantinas, you're not sure how much you're going to have to teach Dae about the real world. What happened to the whole "omnipotent, omniscient Jedi" you heard about?

"You really haven't lived anywhere outside that Temple for your life, hunh?"
"I have too!"

Even as she glares back at you with her hands on her hips, her normally resolute gaze wavers. She's a terrible liar. "C'mon inside, let's just grab one drink while we look." Even though she's crossing her arms stubbornly as she follows, you get the feeling she's grateful for the fact you didn't laugh at her.

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As you enter the wide lounge of the cantina from the descending stairs, the cantina's live music finally hits your ears. Hey...that's pretty good.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wwBWaRzGK54

A warm body bumps into your arm amid the alien patrons and stays practically planted there as you walk. Seems like Dae is a little more out of her comfort zone than she wants to let on.

>Head to the bar and get a drink with Dae. You can probably talk to the bartender.
>The pazaak tables are your destination. There's no other place closer to the ground where you can put your ear.
>There are probably some Dejarik tables in the back near the VIP lounge
>Stick to the shady types in the corners. You can always find something you want here, for a price.
>Write in

>>1181691
>The pazaak tables are your destination. There's no other place closer to the ground where you can put your ear.

>>1181691
>The pazaak tables are your destination. There's no other place closer to the ground where you can put your ear.

>>1181691
>Head to the bar and get a drink with Dae. You can probably talk to the bartender.
Just ask if the fucker is here I suppose. Also, drunk padawan.

>>1181691
>The pazaak tables are your destination. There's no other place closer to the ground where you can put your ear.
and keep an eye on Dae.

>>1181756
>>1181707
>>1181701
Writing

>>1181701
>>1181707
>>1181721
>>1181756
Roll me 1d100 for information, first 3

DC's 45, 75, 90

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>1181912

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>1181912
I'mma be honest. I skipped this game

Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>1181912

Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>1181912

>>1181968
I hated pazzak, so I save scummed to get shitloads of dosh.

>>1181985
I sold all the dead peoples shit i killed.

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Several snappish rounds later, you and the patron stop for a moment to simply breathe. That last round was riveting towards the end, with your comeback happening from almost out of nowhere. Leaving with a single net win from the set, the Ithorian thanks you for your time in broken Basic. "Match very good, play fair. Thanks you, much player better than pazaak in Octagon. No go there."

The Octagon? You try to casually ask the alien further about what the place is, but he only shakes his hands apologetically and makes various motions that you recognize as being some kind of directions. With a traditional farewell, he cuts his losses and heads to the bar.

[Gained: 50 Credits]

A Devaronian ambles towards the table when you feel a tapping on your shoulder. You look up to see a heavily engaged Dae practically hovering over your shoulder. "Krall, why'd you stop? It was just getting interesting!"

"I can't force people to keep playing, Dae. Since when are you interested in Pazaak?"

Dae shrugs and shuffles her feet as the alien waits.

>Offer to teach her Pazzaak
>Play the Devaronian

>>1182227
>Offer to teach her Pazzaak

>>1182227
>Offer to teach her Pazzaak

>>1182227
>Offer to teach her Pazzaak

>>1182227
>Look for our fucking boss already!
Why would we corrupt her with this shitty game?

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>>1182267
Because cute?

>>1182267
Do you want her to flat out die when we leave her alone? She needs to live alittle, get some dirt under her nails.

>>1182236
>>1182238
>>1182245
Writing!


...after I coffee up that is

>>1182296
By playing pazzaak...

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You don't even need the sensing tendrils on your head to know how annoyed the alien is when you ask him to leave. But, he leaves without a fight, probably because if you're asking that in the first place you're not the type he's interested in playing. Dae sits down across from you, listening with captivating curiousity with wide eyes.

"Now, listen carefully. The goal of Pazaak is to get a sum total no larger than 20..."

[Influence Gained: Daesha]
**********

"...which is why you shouldn't use flip-valued cards before solid value. Alright, I think that's all. You've gotten it down pretty quickly, good job. Now let's-"

"Awesome! Time to play for keeps!"

"Yeah, time to p-" you nod approvingly to your pupil as she waves over an idle, waiting player. "W-Wait, that's not..." You sigh and unseat yourself as she giddily begins shuffling the deck. You'd meant to practice a few rounds, but it looks like she'll have to learn the hard way about playing for money. The alien takes your spot and they begin, with your fresh student looking extremely focused as the first cycle of cards is dealt. You lean back to watch...

...and she wins. You write it off as beginners luck in your mind.

Dae wins again.
And Again.
Again.

After seven consecutive wins, the alien shoves away from the table in frustration, nearly throwing his chair. "Stars, I thought the merchants here were enough of a curse. Playing you is lousier than having to play that Zeltron back by the Octagon."

Dae doesn't seem to notice though, as she's preoccupied counting her winnings from the astounding match.

[As you gain influence with companions, they discover their own latent abilities.]
[These Companion Abilities are unique to each, and are greatly varied.]
[However, their bonuses are only granted when they are in your active party.]
[Daesha Volya: Social Link unlocked!]
[Companion Ability 1: Lady Luck]
[When this character is in the party, there is a passive 5% chance of adding a +15 bonus to any roll]

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>>1182394
SEE, LOOK I was right. Always trust the sith.

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While you vaguely got the gist of that Ithorian's directions...you really didn't expect them to be so accurate -seriously. The Octagon, which you now recognize to be the central plaza of Lessu, teems with life. Merchants with stalls, Soapbox Politicians, Neon Businesses, and what look to be Pick-Up sporting events all teem within the stadium-sized heart of the city. Even the rain hasn't kept the life in this area of Lessu down.

Yet, they don't catch your attention as much as what you came here for.

"Twisted Lekku Cantina"

You can hear the music, smell the fresh liquor, and feel the vibrancy of the Cantina just standing a handful of yards away from it. He's in there, no question about it.

However, Dae doesn't share your perspective on the establishment. She's agape, and quiet.

"It's...it's just how I remember!" She finally cries out overjoyed. "I almost didn't think it was real...I never thought I'd even see it again!" The plaza seems to be home to many things, including Dae's own dreams.

>Enter the cantina with Dae
>Enter the cantina without Dae, let her relish the sights outside for a bit.
>Don't go in yet. Join Dae in her little adventure. Your boss isn't going anywhere, right?
>Write in

>>1182807
>Enter the cantina with Dae
No time for sightseeing we have a Zeltron card player for you to scam.

>>1182807
>Don't go in yet. Join Dae in her little adventure. Your boss isn't going anywhere, right?

She's too stupid to be left alone on a planet known for selling there own kind into slavery.

>>1182807
>Don't go in yet. Join Dae in her little adventure. Your boss isn't going anywhere, right?

brb in thirty

I'll actually finish early tomorrow anons. Time TBA but expect early afternoon, like 3pm EST because federal holiday. Thread ends then, check twitter for updates

QM Twitter: https://twitter.com/TheRedL4dy
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>>1182807
>>Don't go in yet. Join Dae in her little adventure. Your boss isn't going anywhere, right?

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>Early Tomorrow
Welcome to Red's concept of time. Anyways, finishing up this thread...

Well, your boss probably isn't going anywhere. This place means a lot to Dae though. Plus, you don't want her off on her own after what happened with that skulking red twi'lek...

Dae runs off into the terrance and you follow her. Thankfully, it's hardly as much a challenege this time as the various twi'leks all are congregated into their own little communities doing their own activities. In the midst of the downpour, there are small gangs of kids playing some kind of sport, more seasoned twi'leks haggling aggressively at stalls, and...a particularly large group gathered in the midst of the square for whatever reason.

Dae is just soaking in the sight, her lekku swinging with her excited head back-and-forth. Honestly, the girl may give herself a concussion if she keeps at this. She stops abruptly, crouching down to the tiled ground below- where an odd charred, cracked area lies in the patterns.

"I remember this. My brother and I were fighting- well, not fighting, fighting. He told me how all girls are weak, so I'd told him to prove it. Naturally, one thing led to another and we started trying to prove who was the stronges tby picking up the heaviest things we could find." Dae chuckles in her nostalgia.

"Stupid, right? Well...turns out bro doesn't like finding out he's wrong. When he started losing, he started getting all macho. He stole a full durasteel footlocker from one of the nearby stands and came back to me to prove his point. Get this, the footlocker was full of industrial-grade, active plasma coils. When he tried to lift it overhead, they were all agitated and began going critical! Well, when he finally relaized what was going on, we dropped it and ran as fast as we could. He never did admit that it was his fault though, even though we both remembered how big a *boom* it made."

Dae gently runs her hand across the cracked, wet mosaic. "I wonder what happened to him." She seems lost in her own thoughts as you stand in the rain.

>Talk to her about family. You lost a brother of yours too, after all.
>Bring her to the stalls. She mentioned them in her story, maybe she'd like to buy something as a memento?
>Maybe a distraction would be best right now, this atmosphere seems depressing. Go check out what's happening in the middle of the terrace.
>Well, she saw the Octagon, time to go catch your boss
>Write in

>>1185938
>Bring her to the stalls. She mentioned them in her story, maybe she'd like to buy something as a memento?
>Make off hand mentions about family with her.

>>1185938
>Bring her to the stalls. She mentioned them in her story, maybe she'd like to buy something as a memento?

>>1185938
>>Talk to her about family. You lost a brother of yours too, after all.
>>Bring her to the stalls. She mentioned them in her story, maybe she'd like to buy something as a memento?

>>1185938
>Bring her to the stalls. She mentioned them in her story, maybe she'd like to buy something as a memento?

>>1185974
>>1185985
>>1185994
>>1186007

writing!

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You tread up to the young woman crouched in the rain, your feet splashing softly in the puddles underfoot. You put a hand on her shoulder. She doesn't acknowledge it at first. "Family is important, Daesha. Losing a sibling can feel like losing a part of yourself, almost the same as if you woke up without an arm or leg one morning," you articulate carefully. Dae glances at you, expressionless, as you finish speaking your mind. "Just know wherever they are, they're rooting for you. All you can do is fill the void they leave with something worthy of their memory. So c'mon, let's check out the stalls."

Dae stares down at the burnt ceramic, before giving a barely discernable nod. She looks at you with a sad curiousity but doesn't say anything though. She heads towards the nearest stall selling trinkets. For your own part, you notice several delears with items that may pique your interest...

>Head over with Dae to the trinket's stall.
>Check out the scrap and component dealer. He may have some upgrades or droid parts.
>There is someone scalping some off-world weapons and equipment. Could be interesting
>There's a seemingly empty stall staffed by a bored looking Chiss and some twi'leks
>Write in

>>1186151
>Head over with Dae to the trinket's stall.
>Check out the scrap and component dealer. He may have some upgrades or droid parts.
In that order.

>>1186151

>Head over with Dae to the trinket's stall.
>Check out the scrap and component dealer. He may have some upgrades or droid parts.

>>1186151
>Head over with Dae to the trinket's stall.
>>Check out the scrap and component dealer. He may have some upgrades or droid parts.

>>1186182
>>1186193
>>1186260
write-tan

The trinket stall is pretty much what you would expect from an open flea market. Trinkets, sundries, and twi'lek knick-knacks adorn the spread display in front a particularly "friendly" salesman chatting up Dae. Seems as though she's really a target for scammers and the like, and her innocent naiivety only makes it worse. Still, she has you here.

Dae seems particularly bored with the objects as a whole, though you see her eying a handful of things. She seems to like one particular gift, an incredibly discounted stone the salesman is pitching to be a 100% genuine Ankarres Sapphire...

>As a surveyor, it's time to put this trader's inventory to the test. (Awareness)
>Try to barter the Salesman down (Persuade)
>Swipe some of the items while Dae is distracting him (Stealth)
>A real Ankarres Saphire would be fairly resistant to thermal forces or blunt impact...(Demolitions)
>Buy it for her
>Let Dae purchase the item. If it means something to her, why should it bother you?
>Write in

>>1186359
>As a surveyor, it's time to put this trader's inventory to the test. (Awareness)

>>1186359
>As a surveyor, it's time to put this trader's inventory to the test. (Awareness)

>>1186359
>As a surveyor, it's time to put this trader's inventory to the test. (Awareness)

>>1186366
>>1186385
>>1186421
Roll em, though I doubt you could possibly fail the DC for your own job.

.....or could you?

1d100, first three
DC 30 Bonus DC 85

Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>1186445

Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>1186445
GONNA GET A 100

Rolled 68 (1d100)

>>1186445

>>1186454
>>1186461
>>1186494
writing

"Excuse me, but just what are you trying to pull here?" You confront the greasy salesman after inspecting the "Ankarres Sapphire" that was clearly just dyed Heret. "You expect this fine woman here to fork over how many credits for a low-grade piece of Heret you probably found on the road?"

The twi'lek man sputters in surprised, then becomes enraged at your accusations. But, you know this same old song and dance. If you've seen it once, you've seen it a million times. Dae looks particularly upset at your seemingly rude interruption, but you continue on. She'll get it in a minute when the trader has nothing to yell back.

"Sir, I am a licensed surveyor of the Galactic Republic and am considered a field expert in most fields of geology, including mineralogy," you take a small vial of slightly oxidized liquid out of your surveyor's pack. "Most people would only recognize an Ankarres Sapphire as being 'blue' and 'rare'. However, what most don't know is that the gem is both highly durable and resistant to moderate acids. Considering most examples of the Sapphire are originally from the Antares System, defined by their lower pH atmospheric conditions, it makes sense."

The merchant looks on horrified as you pour several drops of the solution onto the stone. It fizzes quickly through, eating away nearly a quarter of the mineral in seconds- A clear fake. Dae looks at you, impressed, as the trader breathlessly contrives increasingly desperate excuses. But...as you look across the pitiable goods, something in particular catches your eye. A tiny, red fragment of gemstone incorrectly labelled "Corusca Gem". That may be no Corusca Gemstone, but you recognize it to be something just as valuable, a "Heart of Fire", a rare stone known to be a sign of love and attachment which is said to reflect one's own spirit.

It's easy to convince the crook to settle for the small trinket in exchange for his business. You doubt he even knew just how valuable the stone really was. Dae inspects it in her hands, immersing herself in every one of its natural facets. "It...feels warm, almost alive." The crystal twinkles a bit in response to this, and Dae can't help but whoop in delight.

You'd like to tell her a bit more about it later, but...you're itching to catch that droid stand.

(1/2)

I gave you the bonus anyway, you rolled close enough and it's your profession

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Component/Parts Dealer Inventory:

>Components (25 Credits per unit)
>Parts (50 Credits per package)
>Ship Upgrade: Wireless Encrypted Uplink (900 Credits)
>Ship Upgrade: Recycler (400 Credits)
>Droid Modular Armor Mark I (200 Credits)
>Droid Capacitor Plating (Prototype) (3000 Credits)
>Behavioral Core: Protocol (100 Credits)
>Behavioral Core: Utility (100 Credits)
>Behavioral Core: Combat (100 Credits)


(Credits Remaining: 1300)

>For additional information about an item, reply with:
>Info ____

>The blank being the item in question.
Otherwise designate items and number to purchase. Majority supported decisions are taken here by QM.

>>1186760
>a sign of love and attachment
Surely this is either a route lock or a death flag. I hope for the latter, fist girl waifu's are bad news.

edit: I just got a wedding dress captcha...

>>1186850
>Behavioral Core: Combat (100 Credits)

>Droid Modular Armor Mark I (200 Credits)

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>>1186850
I'm thinking it is better to upgrade our ship than get parts for our droid project first off. But I don't know what would be useful.
>Info both the ship upgrades
I mean I know what the words mean but what do we gain from them? Isn't wireless range limited, and what does it uplink to? Whey isn't it bidirectional? Is the recycler just a garbage can which is slightly better than an air lock?

>>1186850
>>1186893
I'll go with finding out their value for now

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>>1186893
>>1186901
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>Ship Upgrade: Wireless Encrypted Uplink (900 Credits)
Wireless communication channel installed onto your ship. Essentially a portable extension of a ship's systems, as you can upload data or access your ship's on-board databanks, the holonet, or critical systems from long range/on-the-go. This communication is facilitated through an encrypted connection between the installed system onboard the ship and the user interface- wearable as a bangle.
With GLaDOS, this is essentially remote ship control


>Ship Upgrade: Recycler (400 Credits)
Mass recycler capable of disintegrating and recycling many common, small-to-medium sized items down to to usable chemicals and components. Capable of reprocessing any water into fresh water.

****************

>>1187042
tell me information on the droid parts?

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>1186850
>>1187042
I'll vote for
>Ship Upgrade: Wireless Encrypted Uplink (900 Credits)

and roll for the Recycler
1 Yes
2 No

>>1187052

>Droid Modular Armor Mark I
Modular Plating was designed as a light-weight yet durable substitute for heavier, more cumbersome armor.

The Mark I series is used primarily in droids in diplomatic situations where discretion is more important than defense.

Defense: 4
Light Armor
Modifiable

So far what we have...

>>1187076
>>1186872

>Ship Upgrade: Wireless Encrypted Uplink (900 Credits)
>Behavioral Core: Combat (100 Credits)
>Droid Modular Armor Mark I (200 Credits)

Add or remove anything from this shopping list?

>>1187124
No Droid Armor. We're not going to need it for a while and we'll undoubtedly run across something better sometime in the future.

>>1187130
Yeah I'll second saving some money. Honestly I imagine it would be a pretty rare situation where we need to remote control the ship. The glados on call could be handy if we need to do any math.

>>1187124
>>1187130
mmmmk

>Ship Upgrade: Wireless Encrypted Uplink (900 Credits)
>Behavioral Core: Combat (100 Credits)

Purchased! Adding to pastebin tomorrow.

Writing on...

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You finish your little shopping spree, leaving your pockets significantly lighter than before. Satisfied, you take a look at the rather useful parts you purchased.

[Lost: 1000 Credits]
[Gained: Wireless Encrypted Uplink]
[Gained: Behavioral Core- Combat]

Dae casually notices your hollow look amd pokes you with a bit of concern. "H-Hey, Krall, those look like some nice upgrades. Krall? Are you okay...?"

You...you just realized that you have no clue how to install these.
Computer Use: Grandma

As you lament your own technical shortcomings, Dae sharply flashes her head in the direction of the city square. You catch movement behind you, and notice several men ambling in haphazard formation towards the gathering. Their loose clothing bulges by their hips, and they blatantly attempt to act nonchalant to blend in with the crowds in the afternoon drizzle. "Krall, look," Dae tugs your arm lightly and motions towards the commotion in the central terrace.

Various Twi'lek are bound in sparse chains on a wooden stage, though the seller has been knocked off of it. It seems it's some sort of slave auction. But, what catches both your attention is not the trading of life, but the Twi'lek man currently standing alongside the displayed goods on the stage aggressively and animatedly lecturing the alarmed, mixed-alien crowd.

Trouble.

Yet, as you begin to tell Dae how it may be best to leave quickly, a loud CRASH catches your attention at the edge of the Octagon. You join the sizable swathe of shoppers and spectators in turning
to look at the sharp noise by the Twisted Lekku Cantina. Just as you do, you see the dark-haired, pink-skinned figure of a Zeltron man thrown through a broken window of the establishment. Several heavyset Gammoreans burst through the front doors of the bar in pursuit.

The low whine of concealed blaster rifles powering up can be heard throughout the crowd.

Things are about to get a little hectic.
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That's all for now! Next thread later.
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Post thread away. Thoughts? Still waiting to see more ideas or suggestions of protag. personality. How do you like Dae? What do you think your boss is going to be like?

>>1187356
Thanks for running. I think Dae is unreasonable naive for someone who's master
deemed them ready to go of on a mission alone. I mean I am sure she can do
something with the force that might help her but she wasn't when she was being
bodychecked by that anti-slave guy.

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>>1187376
>Dae is unreasonable naive for someone who's master deemed them ready to go of on a mission alone.

>who's master deemed them ready to go of on a mission alone.

>who's master deemed them ready

Talk to Vandar lately about that?