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You would never get used to the stench of the lower levels of Nar Shaddaa, then again with as much sewage and pollution that was being pumped this far down that was a given. You couldn’t believe that someone the First Order was looking for would go so far down into the corrupt guts of the trade moon, but given the 900,000 credits they were offering were far too good to give up the hunt. Turning up the collar of your jacket you continue down, hugging your jacket close to you as a rush of hot air from the thermal vent that sent the residual smoke from the incinerators up to heat the upper city.

This had been the fourth bounty you had taken since you had landed your freighter, The Nightshade, a week prior. It had been a veritable hunting ground and it was quickly becoming worse as more and more hunters flocked to the space. The thought alone made the grip on your WESTAR-44 pistol tighten, as it had become far more frequent for less honorable hut'uune to murder their competitors. Being this far down meant that you wouldn’t be found in that case and when you hear the rattle of a few pipes in a dark corridor it only reaffirms your caution.

Continuing down the wide and dimly lit corridor you went over the information you knew about your target.

Your prey was a small time contractor for Sonn-Blas who had had a change of heart before the big push the First Order was taking. A number of Thermal Detonator batches had been faulty and caused a number of troopers who had tried to use them fall victim to their own weapons. The Nerf Herder had gotten smart however and ran as far away as he could. While the First Order certainly had the Hutts on watch, they decided to outsource the work to the free market.

900,000 alive, 300,000 dead. The only question was, which way were you planning on taking the bastard in?

>A. Alive
>B. Dead.

>>2184528
>B. Dead.

>>2184528
>>A. Alive

>>2184528
>A. Alive
May as well try to get the extra money

>A Alive

>>2184549
>A.
Holy fuck I can buy sooo much shit if this succesds

>>2184528
>A. Alive
I mean, what could possibly go wrong?

>>2184528
>>A. Alive

>B. Dead.

>>2184528
>A. Alive

>>2184528

While 300,000 credits was no laughing matter, the fact that they were willing to shell out three times for a living prey certainly sweetened the deal. Thumbing the holster strap on and off you focus outwards, listening for any sort of sound or indication of life. If your intel had been good, your prey was on this level of the city. Of course this particular sector of the city was in the O’Djdai slums; Seems the Sarlacc-For-Brains really did pick the deepest shithole on the planet.

Turning the corridor you barely dodge out of the way of a swoop bike as the no doubt drugged pilot takes a wide turn at the next junction. Muttering to yourself you stick close to the wall and proceed cautiously down the corridor. Passing beneath a number of flickering bulbs you feel the tickle of eyes on your back and slowly unhook the handle of your blaster and prepare yourself; Just in case.

>Roll me a D20

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>2184657

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>2184657

Rolled 6 (1d20)

aight lets try it

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>2184657
Rolling and tolling.

Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>2184657

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>2184686
oops

All your rolls are shit.
Shame! Shame!!

>>2184690
Why not throw your dice in the ring then, my friend.

>>2184690
lmao fuck us right?

>>2184657
Let’s see if I can actually phoneroll.

roll+1d20

>>2184727
son of a btch I typed it wrong fuck.
I must whip myself in penance - and get on a fkn computer.

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>2184730
It's possible to do on a phone. Just put it in the options field and use lower case d.

We still have hope. Maybe this quest is roll under for no reason.

>>2184742
I think we can salvage this mission by following the advice of Revans love-able murder-droid.

...Let's find lots of gas and explosive mines, you can't go wrong with big explodey stuff.

>>2184674
This passes, you are all very lucky

>>2184754
We'll just have to roll worse next time.

mother of mercy, the luck

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>>2184657

Your blaster clears the warn leather holster with an ease, twirling as your hand pushes your billowing jacket open. Squeezing the hair trigger you watch as an expanding blue ring of stun energy presses into the chest of your cloaked adversary.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VF6RDpjGh3A

Or at least, it would have if they weren’t a shimmering blue apirition.

There was no mistaking it as you stared at the figure in the dark brown cloak and white robes of the traditional Jedi. You had seen the face before you in holorecordings of the Galactic Civil War when you were growing up, and knew the scar that resided on the right cheek from the months you had spent beneath his tutelage a long, long time ago.

You go to say ‘Master’ but manage to bite back that old training.

“Skywalker.” You say quietly, quickly holstering your pistol as he fully removes his hood.

“Daxter.” He says, rolling his shoulders before looking at you retreating weapon “Such an uncivilized weapon.” He Chides.

“What are you doing here?” You ask, your jaw tight as you overlook the young man before you. He only gives you the same sagely smile he always had whenever children asked him silly questions.

“I think by my appearance you already know.” He retorts, leaning beside the railing that rested by the hollow vent.

“I know what it means, what I am asking is why?” You ask, feeling your anger rising as you approach the apparition.

“You can feel it, even if you don’t want to admit it. It’s time.” He says, gesturing out into the expanse before you.

“Cut the Shab, Master; I’m not one of your starry eyed students…not anymore.” You speak with a venom, mentally kicking yourself for your slip that you KNEW he would catch.

The Grin he flashes you tells you he did. “Maybe not, but you complete the set. One Student.” He says, looking towards the sky neither of you could see. “One Failure.” He frowns and you feel your hands clench remembering no doubt the same event. However when he looks to you you feel the anger that fills you slowly fade away, replaced instead with the serenity the man had filled you with during his teachings.

“And one Graduate.” He says, reaching a hand out and you feel the slight tug on your chest as the crystal that rested around your neck floats towards the ghost.

>What do you say?
>A. No. I refuse.
>B. But I failed you then, I’m no Jedi
>C. And just how did I graduate?
>D. Other (Write in)

>>2184855
And just how did I graduate?

>>2184855
>C. And just how did I graduate?

>>2184855
>>B. But I failed you then, I’m no Jedi

Nigga calling a blaster 'uncivilized' when it has a stun setting but a light saber doesn't.

>>2184855
>>C. And just how did I graduate?

>A. No. I refuse.

The first order did nothing wrong, coruscant shot first.

>>2184880
They didn’t though...training setting wouldn’t kill

>>2184855
>>A. No. I refuse.

>>2184855
>B. But I failed you then, I’m no Jedi

>>2184855
>C. And just how did I graduate?

Looks like C takes it

>>2184898
They didnt have a training setting did they? Wasn't it just training sabers?

>>2185099
It's inconsistent between EU media. In Rebels it has a setting that you can turn down.

>>2184855
I'm super on board with this. A belligerent almost jedi, pissed off but still get's shit done.

>>2185118
In the darksaber episode they weren't able to turn lightsaers down though. It was a plot point that sparring without sticks would be dangerous.

>>2185173
Oh that's true actually. But when Kanan originally trained Ezra after he built his saber, weren't they able to lower the intensity of the sabers? Could it have just been a darksaber thing?

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>>2184855

“And just ‘how’ did I graduate, Master?” You growl “If you haven’t noticed I don’t wear a goofy robe or run around with a laser word.” You continue, gesturing down to your current undercover gear.

He just chuckles, and with the wave of his hand the long vibro-knife you kept on your hip slides out without a sound. “It might not be impressive as a lightsaber, but the fact that you keep it charged shows you haven’t forgotten.” He teases, rolling the blade in his wrist before holding it back out to you.

You take it with a grimace, sheathing it before continuing the conversation.

“It means nothing! It’s a weapon! I’m not a Padawan anymore, I’m a Mando’ad Beroya! I have a family, a culture, a home! Something you took away from me!” You yell, encroaching on the young Jedi Master.

You see him visibly flinch as you announce these facts but he recovers just as quickly before returning a simple fact:

“It doesn’t change that you haven’t killed your quarry. You still let the code guide your life, even if it is in a...darker path.” He argues.

>Is he right?
>A. No. It’s simply better for payment.
>B. In a way. Some people had to die, but you would take those alive that you had to.
>C. As reluctant as you are to admit it, he is right; There were some jobs that would have been far easier to kill on, but you would not take a life if you could avoid it.
>D. Other (Write in)

>>2185244
B for best.

>>2185244
>>C. As reluctant as you are to admit it, he is right; There were some jobs that would have been far easier to kill on, but you would not take a life if you could avoid it.

>>2185244
>A. No. It’s simply better for payment.

>>2185244
>>A. No. It’s simply better for payment.

>>2185279
>>2185264
>>2185253

And here we see the three different types of people XD

>A. No. It's simply better for payment.

>>2185284
triality of man?

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>>2185244
>>C. As reluctant as you are to admit it, he is right; There were some jobs that would have been far easier to kill on, but you would not take a life if you could avoid it.

>>2185244
>>C. As reluctant as you are to admit it, he is right; There were some jobs that would have been far easier to kill on, but you would not take a life if you could avoid it.

Seems we're at a tie

>>2185253
Will change to c.

>>2185244
>C. As reluctant as you are to admit it, he is right; There were some jobs that would have been far easier to kill on, but you would not take a life if you could avoid it.

>>2185363
>>2185309
>>2185306
>>2185264

Seems we're a reluctant good guy

writin

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>>2185306
>>2185309
>>2185363
>>2185284
Just because we try not to kill, doesn't mean we have to be nice.

>>2185217
You're right. In season 2 episode 19 Kanan and Ezra are shown sparring at the beginning with their lightsabers in a mode that sounds different and leaves no marks on the wall.

>>2185244

His declaration gives you pause as you looked over the blade that was held in your hand. He did have a point in that you had a history of taking in your charges alive, even if the bounty was higher if they came back in a pieces. You had always excused the behavior as being more of a challenge, and it had brought you honor in the eyes of House Vizsla. However the reality of it was simple: The Jedi Code you followed was far more important to you than the Mandalorian one.

While you were by no means a strict adherence, and many of your quarries were handed over missing something they started with, you still refused to take a life if it could be avoided. You even still wore a Kyber Crystal around your neck, and once upon a time it had found itself at the heart of a lightsaber. When Ben had turned against Master Skywalker you had been one of the few students who had refused to turn away from the Code. Outnumbered and overpowered you were beaten handily, your saber cut in half and your face permanently scared with a cut that ran through your right eye.

But you had survived, though you could not say the same for the others.

You awoke in an escape pod drifting above Dantooine, being grabbed by scavengers hoping for a cheap payout. Ever since you had turned away from the code, at least actively. You had closed yourself off from The Force and taken up one of the few things you had ever been good at: Fighting.

“What do you even want me to do? You’re a ghost, I’m a bounty hunter and if you hadn’t noticed; I’m in the middle of a job.” You point out, sheathing the Vibro Knife.

There’s a pause as Luke looks around before with a jerk of his hand a yelp is heard, a body flying out from a hall and landing at your feet. Looking between the body and the Jedi Master he just gives you a shrug and looks the other way. Confirming that he had, in fact, just dragged out the person you had spent the last six hours chasing you give a slight groan. Even after nearly twenty years the man could act like a child.

Drawing your Blaster Pistol you fire it at the man, watching him jerk as he screams out before going unconscious “Okay, I get it you want the job out of the way. NOW what?” You ask, rolling your eyes.

“That is for you to decide, Daxter; But if you’re anything like your father I know you’ll make the right one.” Luke says with a smile.

Of course it’s more nonsensical Jedi advice.

“Yeah, yeah.” You say, waving him away as you slap a pair of restraints on the unconscious man.

“May The Force be with you, Daxter Antilles.” Luke says, as you walk away.

Turning to look he’s gone, and you can’t help but feel a small smile rise as you walk towards the nearest turbolift.

>Roll me a d100

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Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>2185580

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>2185580

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>2185580

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>>2185580
>Antilles

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>2185580

Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>2185580
>all these mediocre rolls

>>2185631
dice gods are feeling... ok. not bad or amazing

Rolled 9 (1d100)

>>2185580
Space Wizards Hooooo

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>2185580

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Get ready for

RANDOM ENCOUNTER TIME!

>>2185654

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>>2185580

Placing the body into the turbolift you press a number up to the ‘surface’ level of the city when you hear a number of footsteps behind you.

“It looks like we were right to follow you, Bantha Poodoo.” You hear and turning around you feel yourself internally groan.

A trio of rather well armed gentlemen stood in the open space, the lead one’s foot keeping the turbolift door from closing. Judging by the colors they were Black Sun thugs, Black Sun thugs who clearly had no idea just who they were messing with.

“I’m warning you now, picking a fight with me is not worth the credits.” You explain, making a motion to stick your hands into your pockets when the lead thug presses a blaster pistol to your chest.

“No sudden moves and you’ll live to see the planetrise.” He attempts to threaten, though you knew he was nothing but hot Tibanna Gas

>How do you want to deal with the thugs?
>A. You’ve got blasters, may as well use them.
>B. Your Vibroknife skills could use some polishing
>C. Maybe Master Luke was right, it WAS time to go back to the old teachings
>D. Other (Write-in)

>>2185705
>>A. You’ve got blasters, may as well use them.

>>2185705
>>B. Your Vibroknife skills could use some polishing
Not the time to dust off our mind tricks and shit. An enclosed space with three dumbasses? knife fight city, population us.

>>2185705
>>B. Your Vibroknife skills could use some polishing
Can't chance messing up using force powers, our dude's most likely rusty as hell. Just cut their blasters in half, and if they lose some fingers, fuck em.

>>2185705
>B. Your Vibroknife skills could use some polishing

>>2185705
>B. Your Vibroknife skills could use some polishing

>>2184525
>Star Wars
Fuck yeah!

>Sequels
Fuck off.

>>2185741
Relax, you might come to enjoy it without the SJW undertones

>>2185722
>>2185720
>>2185717
>>2185710

Roll me a D20+5

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>>2185741
>Fuck off.
Right back at ya pal.

Rolled 14 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2185751

Rolled 7 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2185751

Rolled 8 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2185751

Rolled 15 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2185751

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>>2185765

>>2185751
Whats the rules we got goin here muh boi? Best of 3? Best of a pool/ What what?

>>2185783
If you've never played a weaver quest I'll give you the run down of things as simply as I can:

1. Depending on your situation you might have a bonus or detriment to a roll due to circumstance.
2. Often i'll call for d100's with a DC appropriate of the situation, though there will be d20's as well for combat.
3. At random I sometimes flip the crit success and failure numbers simply because I don't want you to all get too comfy.
4. Just have fun, make choices with your heart and the character and you'll be in for a fun ride of amazing moments and certain failure

>>2185751
It's just Legacy mixed with New Jedi Order and Legacy of the Force.

>>2185814
Trust me, I'm infusing more Legends work into this than I think is healthy. Like many fans i'm upset with how they threw away almost 30 years of lore and I intend to keep as much of it in here as I can

>>2185814
So there's no problems then? So far as I remember we haven't had any new blood in Star Wars quests. Lotta prequel, pre-this, pre-that. Let your hair down anon, relax. Let's be an asshole with a semi-decent heart and have some fun.

>>2185705

https://youtu.be/KeTgginH0lI?t=58s

With both your hands up you were in little position to bargain your way out of trouble, however Skywalker did have a good point: Your Vibro-Knife was sharp, fully charged and positively dying to be used. Looking down at the barrel of the blaster and sigh.

“You really, really don’t want to do this, punk.” You warn, narrowing your eyes in feign-anger. In reality you were desperately reciting the old mantra you were taught when you first opened yourself up to The Force.

You could already feel the crawl of energy as you immerse yourself in the galaxy around you for the briefest moment. You had forgotten how...peaceful it was, even on Nar Shaddaa; Which was perhaps the most corrupt planet next to Coruscant itself. Shaking yourself mentally out of the nebulous feeling of peace you feel the Knife in its sheath on your hip, as well as the slow breathing of the man in front of you as he pokes you again with his blaster.

It was time to act.

With a mental tug the blade leaps into your hand in a reverse grip, the vibrogenerator already humming as you bring the blade across, cutting through the blasters barrel with ease. You follow the cut up with an elbow to the face, the aforementioned part of your anatomy located quite pleasantly close to his face. You hear the slight ‘crunch’ of his nose breaking as you continue the combo, punching the man across the face with your free hand as you reach down to your waist, drawing your Blast Revolver as he topples backward.

>Roll me 2d20+10 (Accounting +5 for each shot), let’s see how well your marksmanship is

>>2185817
I didn't notice it was you until now Weaver, I suppose I'll lurk, but I'm a hardcore legendsfag.

Kaiburr Crystals or Adegan Crystals?

Rolled 12, 10 + 10 = 32 (2d20 + 10)

>>2185830
Shoot em up!

Rolled 19, 16 + 10 = 45 (2d20 + 10)

>>2185830

Rolled 15, 19 + 10 = 44 (2d20 + 10)

>>2185830

>>2185831
well, the more used of the lightsaber crystals is Kyber not Kaiburr however all three exists here.

Adegan being the more common of the two.

Kyber are rarer, as it takes longer to bond with the crystal and imbue it with the force rather than it having a natural connection to the wielder and the force.

The Kaiburr Crystals on the other hand are the rarest as they are the strongest crystals and shards of the legendary Kaiburr Crystal artifact that was destroyed.

>>2185836
Well Done!

Rolled 2, 15 + 10 = 27 (2d20 + 10)

>>2185830
Bang. Bang.

Also those other rolls look godly.

>>2185831
I’m also presuming that synthetic crystals are also an option.

>>2185830

The two accompanying thugs are clearly surprised at their leader falling back clutching his face as his blaster falls in two. With as startled as they are it’s like gundarks in a barrel as you fire two shots in rapid succession, the still stun-set blaster sending both of the lugs to the ground in a heap. Stowing your weapons sigh before going though the task of rummaging through their wallets. You had warned them it wasn’t worth it, and you had docking fees to pay before you left.

Satisfied with the haul you leave the trio in a heap by the turbolift console for their trouble. They were dumb enough to mess with you, and so they could deal with the unforgiving mistress of the Nar Shaddaa nightlife. No longer being held up you ride the turbolift uninterrupted to the surface, your still unconscious charge slung over your shoulder.

You get a few strange glances from passersby as you make your way towards the Dejeck spaceport, but most as smart enough to realize you’re on ‘important business’. After paying off one of the customs officers you find you and your new repulsorsled ‘package’ in front of your ship:

>Just which ship is yours? (following pics related)
>A. The Dark Lady
>B. The Dawntreader
>C. The Nightshade
>D. The Sparrowhawk.

>>2185926
>>B. The Dawntreader

>>2185926
>The Dawntreader

>>2185926
>B. The Dawntreader
I don't know much about ships but this one looks like it is having the most fun.

>>2185926
>>B. The Dawntreader

>>2185926
>B. The Dawntreader

>>2185926
>B. The Dawntreader

>>2185926
>A. The Dark Lady

>>2185930
Goddamn if that name isn't nice. Also a fun juxtaposition. We're in part a mean sonafabitch with a ship named that.

>>2185926
>>B. The Dawntreader

>>2185953
So yea, count me in for Dawntreader.

>>2185946
I respect your protest vote.

>>2185946
Supporting the clearly superior ship.

>>2185926
>B. The Dawntreader

Looks like we're on the dawntreader boys

writin

We’re a Mando-Jedi? That sounds cool! I think in Rebels they mention the first user of the darksaber as the only known Mando-Jedi.

>>2185926

The Dawntreader was old vessel from the Galactic Civil War. A Loronar E-9 Explorer, you had modified it extensively since it had fallen into your service ten years prior. Aside from the usual weapons and shields upgrades you had slaved the ship's entire systems to the cockpit to allow you to fly it solo. With all the extra space you had managed to also cram in a number of stasis cells to keep your captures alive with as little fuss as possible.

She was as up to date as you could make her, if only because she was your livelihood. Without her you couldn’t make hunts, you couldn’t make credits and you couldn’t keep hiding. At least, that’s how it used to be.

With your charge safely tucked away in the stasis cell you flicked the switch to the comms and spoke up.

“Dee-Eight, get us prepped for a drop off at Ord Mantell; I’ll be in my quarters.” You announce, a series of low chirps and rumbling hum coming back in response. “900,000 and a nice oil bath for you.” You promise before clicking the comms off.

Feeling the floor rumble slightly as the engines kicked up you take a seat in the small quarters that took up the north-east quadrant of the saucer. Flicking on the lamp you take a quick look around the spartan quarters you quickly shrug off your jacket and hang up your holster belt.

It was time.

Tugging your necklace from your chest you sit cross legged on your bed and hold your hands out, the Crystal sitting in your palms. Closing your eyes you reach out in The Force, focusing your attention on the crystal you begin to meditate. Unlike when you were a kid you focus on the past, not the present. As you begin to sink deeper into the Living Force a single emotion makes itself prominent:

>A. Vengeance: Ben Solo and the First Order took everything from you, and you would ensure they would pay.
>B. Mourning: You had lost your home, your friends and your Master; You would see to the end of the fight in their memory.
>C. Courage: It would take guts to fight the First Order head on, but you knew you had what it takes.
>D. Hope: The Galaxy was in the shadow of tyranny, and they would need a beacon to flock to.
>E. Duty: You were a Jedi Knight now, it was your duty to protect the people.

>>2186079
>>A. Vengeance: Ben Solo and the First Order took everything from you, and you would ensure they would pay.

>>2186079
>>D. Hope: The Galaxy was in the shadow of tyranny, and they would need a beacon to flock to.

>>2186079
>>E. Duty: You were a Jedi Knight now, it was your duty to protect the people.

>>2186079
>F. Acceptance: You are a bounty hunter now. You have no obligation to the galaxy. This is fine.

>>2186079
>>B. Mourning: You had lost your home, your friends and your Master; You would see to the end of the fight in their memory.

>>2186079
>>C. Courage: It would take guts to fight the First Order head on, but you knew you had what it takes.

Just to peel back the curtain here for a second:
This choice does not lock you in a path, all it does is decide what color the crystal will take on.

>>2186079
>C. Courage: It would take guts to fight the First Order head on, but you knew you had what it takes.
Mandolorian Stubbornness!

>>2186079
>>A. Vengeance: Ben Solo and the First Order took everything from you, and you would ensure they would pay.

>>2186079
>>A. Vengeance: Ben Solo and the First Order took everything from you, and you would ensure they would pay.

>>2186079
>B. Mourning: You had lost your home, your friends and your Master; You would see to the end of the fight in their memory.

>>2186079
>C. Courage: It would take guts to fight the First Order head on, but you knew you had what it takes.

>>2186079
>B. Mourning: You had lost your home, your friends and your Master; You would see to the end of the fight in their memory.

>>2186079
>C. Courage: It would take guts to fight the First Order head on, but you knew you had what it takes.

>>2186079
>B. Mourning: You had lost your home, your friends and your Master; You would see to the end of the fight in their memor

>>2186079
Changing vote to B.

Looks like Mourning wins

>>2186079
>D. Hope: The Galaxy was in the shadow of tyranny, and they would need a beacon to flock to.

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You remember the people you had called friend during your time at the Jedi Temple, and the fact that they were now one with The Force. You thought of your late Master, who even though you did not speak to for the last fourteen years had come to you. At first it filled you with anger, the sort of anger that drove men to seek revenge. But as you continued to meditate it slowly ebbed away into the serenity of acceptance. While you could never bring them back from the Netherworld of The Force, you could carry the torch of their memory.

You felt The Force shift as you continued to reaffirm your emotions and open yourself further to the connection of the Living Force. You do not know how long you spent opening yourself up, however when you roused from your thoughts you found yourself hovering above your bed; The once clear crystal now a rough and milky white. Sinking back to the bed you got to your feet and made your way to the cargo hold.

You had made a habit of keeping a small workshop in the hold after the old hyperdrive cracked mid jump and had to wait a week until someone jumped by and towed you to station. Making a quick call to D8 at the cockpit you had another eight hours until you dropped out at Ord Mantell. With that in mind and a few spare ingots of Beskar for your armor you got to work...the only question was what sort of weapon did you have in mind?
>A. Keep it traditional, a single Hilt lightsaber
>B. You were better up close, Lightsaber Shoto.
>C. Better to keep them at range, Saber staff
>D. Something else (Write-In)

>>2186165
>A. Keep it traditional, a single Hilt lightsaber

>>2186167
This.

>>2186165
>A. Keep it traditional, a single Hilt lightsaber

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>>2186165
Only a master piece.
>A. Keep it traditional, a single Hilt lightsaber
Start out basic, I assume we could change it later.

>>2186165
>D. Have a trick up your sleeve, Dual-phase lightsaber

>>2186165
>>A. Keep it traditional, a single Hilt lightsaber

>>2186165
>A. Keep it traditional, a single Hilt lightsaber

>>2186165
>A. Keep it traditional, a single Hilt lightsaber
One hand on the saber, the other on the force

>>2186165

It takes you some time but slowly you begin to cut and shape the beskar into the familiar shapes of Lightsaber components. It is less however that you build as it is you allowing The Force to guide your hands as you work. As one hour blurs into three you feel an almost tranquil high as you remember the first time you had built a Lightsaber.

Master Skywalker had made it a point to be present for each and every one of his students when they built their first Lightsaber. You could almost feel the warmth of his hand on your shoulder again as you carve out the casings for the focusing lenses and the low rumble of his voice as he guided you through the steps. It was the lenses that were the hardest to craft, having to melt the dirt on your own shoes to get enough silicate to get an adequate focus.

With your pieces assembled you could almost feel a tear forming as you extended your hand out, The Force flowing out and weaving itself though each piece. One by one they begin to float and hover and with a wave, they begin to assemble themselves into the familiar shape of a Lightsaber hilt. As each piece continues to assemble you practically tremble as it completes, sinking into your palm.

You had taken time to decorate the outer hilt with a series of grooves that equal parts depicted the art of Mandalorian culture, but gave a firm grip on the hilt. In addition thanks to the Beskar construction the hilt itself was blaster proof and Lightsaber resistant, meaning you would not be disarmed again. Looking over the hilt you see that everything is in order, you stand up and hold the hilt vertical.

With a push of the activation button and a low rumbling ‘bwa-Thummmm’ a brilliant white blade of light overrides the pale yellow of the shops lighting. Slowly waving the blade around you hear the slight hum as it cuts through the artificial atmosphere effortlessly. Shutting it off you feel your knees go weak as you fall to the floor, overcome by the overwhelming fact before you:

You were a once more a warrior of The Force.

>I’m callin it here for the night boys and girls. Feel free to discuss amongst yourselves. See you in the morning

>>2186229
Goodnight. Thanks for running.

>>2186229
thanks for running weaver

>>2186229
I’m excited to see where this quest goes!

>>2186276
Hopefully some starship dogfighting.

>>2184525
dice+1d000000

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Because I missed most of this do to sleep, I’m going to roll just to see what the future holds in terms of luck

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>>2185856
wewlads

My only Star Wars experiences are Rebels, and The Clone Wars(when I was a small child). Should I bother watching all the movies at this point? Everyone knows what happens in them.

>>2186443
yes you should, no question

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>>2186443
So you don't know about endor?

>>2186443
I knew the ending of planet of the apes long before I saw the movie. Liked it better than the new ones. Also, reading or hearing about a movie is different from watching it.

>>2186443
Viewing order;
>A New Hope
>The Empire Strikes back
>The Phantom Edit (The Phantom Menace edit)
>Attack of the Phantom (Attack of the Clones edit)
>Dawn of the Empire (Revenge of the Sith edit)
>Return of the Jedi
>The Force Awakens
I would also suggest reading up on the comics and playing some of the games if you want something else to occupy your time.

>>2186586
No, HAL9000's prequel edits Approaching Storm and Labyrinth of Evil are better, with Shadow of Deception being entirely optional.

So with the First Order being reverse decimated, are they small potatoes to the galaxy with like, 10 star destroyers at most?

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>>2186229

The lurch out of hyperspace rattled the ship slightly as you made your way back to your quarters. Donning your usual battlegear you carefully unhook the sheathe of your vibro knife, placing it on your bed before clipping the lightsaber in its place. There was no reason to get armored up, so with your jacket, blasters and lightsaber in place you made your way up to the cockpit. As the door slid open a series of angry beeps and whirrs assails you as you feel a small probe jab you in the lower abs. You reach down and gently running your head over the dome of your companion, R8-D8.
“Don’t worry, once we dock with the station you can go get your bath while I pick up the bounty.” You drawl, drawing a few of the credits you still had from the goons before lowering them to the droid.

D8 Chirps, a manipulator shooting out from his chest and grabbing the handful of plastic chips before retreating them into his body. You had picked up the droid five years back on a job on Tython, as you needed a little extra credibility to being a flight mechanic and the astromech droid fit the bill. While at first D8 was polite and well-to-do it quickly realized the position it was in and within three months was a short-tempered droid who loved credits and the finer upgrades in life. It only became worse for you when you discovered even with a deeper modulator R8’s personality matrix was female.

You step aside as the droid continues to beep and chirp down towards the landing ramp, waiting for the door to close before muttering any complaints. Looking out to the station ahead of you, you switch on the commlink and when the connection clears speak up.

“This the Dawntreader requesting docking to Dogah Station. Transmitting credentials now.” You state, pressing a pair of buttons you hear the slight blurb of the transmission. Stopping the ship’s momentum its a pregnant few moments as the spacedock authority processed the data.

You knew they wouldn’t find anything nefarious, after all you would be a cruddy bounty hunter if you didn’t have a squeaky clean ship with an alias. However as you sat there you couldn’t help but feel the same nervous tension you always did when you transmitted these false codes. However another minute of waiting passes and a green light flashes on your console as a proper voice speaks up.

“You’re clear to dock in bay 64, Mr. Jerris. Dogah Station welcomes you.”

(cont)

>>2187031

With your clearance recognized you pilot the ship in with a practiced ease. Watching the stars fade into the background as the station comes closer and closer until it swallows your vision whole. When you feel the slight shake of the docking legs rumble with the connection to the staton you quickly go through the process of shutting down the engine and systems, rendering the ship inert. With The Dawntreader going nowhere you pull a small code cylinder from the console and slip it into a pouch on your belt. If someone wanted to take your ship now, they’d have to pry the cylinder from your cold, dead hands.

Making your way to the ramp you find that it has already been dropped and R8 gone. Giving a chuckle you pass the ramp you deactivate the stasis cell and give your prey an extra stun just in case as you make the journey towards the bounty desk.
>Roll me a d100

>>2187034
Rolling.

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>>2187041
>>2187034

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>>2187034
It begins.

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>>2187034

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>>2187034
here, have a 1

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>>2187034
Whelp, here goes nothing.

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>>2187106
I’m >>2186339 by the way, just posting at a different place

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>>2187034
No, we were so close!

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>>2187034
Lmao we are fucked

>>2187034

It’s a uneventful ride up the turbolift to the bounty deck, though you really reaffirm to yourself that you need to invest in a repulsorsled for bodies instead of having to heft them everywhere. You get a bit of a look from the officer at the desk when you set the body down beside you.

“Hello there; I’m here to make a deposit.” You say with a bit of a smile

The desk officer is clearly used to this sort of humor and just gives you a stone look.

“Name.” He says slowly, his fingers sliding to touch at the keys of the holoterminal.

“Gallius Wester.” You reply, nudging the body beside you.

“Bounty?”

“900,000; Alive.” You answer.

The man looks at you and then peers over the desk to the body.

“500,000.” He says and you feel your eyes narrow.

“The Bounty says Ni-.” You go to speak, however the man interrupts you with a sternness you hadn’t expected from a pencil pusher.

“The contract the First Order has with rabble like you has changed. Is this generous offer not good enough for you, Bounty Hunter? Or do I have to call the troopers?” He asks with a grin.

>what do you do?
>A. Just take the lesser bounty
>B. Does this Nerf Herder really think he can tell you what to do?
>C. All talk, but he’s got no spine, push him.
>D. “You will give me my credits.”

>>2187140
>C
Fuck him and people like him on principle

>>2187140
D. You will give me my credits.

>>2187140
>C. All talk, but he’s got no spine, push him.

>>2187140
>B. Does this Nerf Herder really think he can tell you what to do?

>>2187140
>C. All talk, but he’s got no spine, push him.

>>2187140
>C. All talk, but he’s got no spine, push him.

>>2187140
>>C. All talk, but he’s got no spine, push him.

Roll me a d20, let's see how well you intimidate this punk

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>>2187173
I promised my droid that money!

Here comes the nat one!

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>>2187140

Pulling your blaster from your holster you give it a slow twirl.

“This is a WESTAR-44, one of the most powerful heavy blaster pistols on the market. With a fast cyclic rate and reinforced powerpack it can ionize tibanna with a 20% decrease in bleed off. Now I just have one question for you.” You explain, slowly pressing the barrel to the transparisteel that separates you from the desk worker.

“Do you think your life is worth holding money from me?” You ask, flicking the switch that started the powercell’s charge process. The slow whine growing louder and louder.

“Y-you don’t scare me, p-punk.” He stammers, one hand moving from his keyboard towards the bottom of the desk and no doubt the panic button beneath it.

“Do you really want to risk it? Sure you can hit that button and you’ll be dead before your precious stormtroopers can save you.” You insist.

Theres is a pregnant pause before he looks at you with a weak flash of resistance before he sighs,and begins typing in a series of numbers into the terminal. After a few seconds he slides a card across your desk and gives you a grin. “You won’t leave this station alive.” He warns.

You shrug, and simply squeeze the trigger, a plasma bolt sizzling through the transparisteel and burrowing into the man's skull. You didn’t want to kill the man, but you really had no choice. Cuffing the bounty to the chair beside the desk you make your way back down.

>Roll me a d20

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>>2187220
...I don't think anyone really wanted to kill him. Didn't we already establish that we follow the Jedi code?

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>>2187220
Based, that's what the fake credentials are for.

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>>2187220
Well are first kill was some nameless desk clerk. Feels weird.
>>2187231
Yeah, wasn’t expecting that.

>>2187231
the jedi still kill people, just not as first choice

>>2187290
Sure, in combat. Not in this sort of situation.

>>2187322
but do we follow it religiously?

>>2187325
I would've liked actual control over that decision. Shooting an unarmed man in the head is about as far from the Jedi code as it gets

>>2187329
I'm not saying we gotta kill him, i'm just saying if it avoids troopers on our ass already it probably isn't the worst choice to make

>>2187329
Funny, everything you just said in that sentence is wrong.

Tell me, which of the following scenarios is the least violent:
1. Let the man live, he hits the button and Stormtroopers (inferring the Man works for the First Order) show up and have to be killed. Total casulties: >20

2. Attempt to stun the man, which would fail because the transparisteel would dissapate the stun, Man hits button and draws a weapon. Total casulties >21

3. Kill the man, and buy enough time to potentially get away without alerting the station security. Total casulties: 1

>>2187290
>>2187322
Just a quick PSA: You were trained within the Jedi Code over a decade ago. You have been away from that for over a decade at this point (as determined by how long ago the incident with Luke and Ben was). The Jedi Code is a distant memory to you, but a memory that lingers. You are not bound by the Code, but as determined by previous choices, you do respect its base morality. To summarize: YOU ARE NOT A JEDI IN A CLASSICAL SENSE. You were a padawan when Ben destroyed the temple. You are a bounty hunter now. You DO kill on occasion, it’s just been stated that you prefer to not.
As for the decision to kill, here is what it comes down to. If you had left them alive then they could have alerted the First Order and gotten you into trouble. Yes our blaster has a stun setting, but let me tell you this: The stun setting does not work through any solid material, such as transparisteel.

Yes I know Weaver just wrote something similar, we are sitting right next to one another.

>>2187345
Don’t kill him and run as fast as possible.
Try to dodge lazer fire and leave. Total causalities: >0

I’m not saying killing is bad, just that we already established we had a no kill rule. We brought back all those other bounties and never killed one of them, because we followed the jedi code. >>2185580
“His declaration gives you pause as you looked over the blade that was held in your hand. He did have a point in that you had a history of taking in your charges alive, even if the bounty was higher if they came back in a pieces. “You had always excused the behavior as being more of a challenge, and it had brought you honor in the eyes of House Vizsla. However the reality of it was simple: The Jedi Code you followed was far more important to you than the Mandalorian one.

While you were by no means a strict adherence, and many of your quarries were handed over missing something they started with, you still refused to take a life if it could be avoided.”

>>2187349
this is as i suspected, thank you

>>2187371
And how would you get The Dawntreader Out of the hangar. It is standard protocol to lock down the hangars; Ergo you are trapped on a hornets nest.

>>2187378
All I know is our character doesn't make any sense now.

>>2187371
You are correct, you did adhere to the Jedi Code, as you did once. You adhere to the basic morality of it all, only killing it necessary (and to merge with the Mandalorian one, if it is the best thing to meet your needs).

Well due to bad rolls we are in a bad position. But remember this is not a video game, we're not locked into anything. If we think, we can win. Next story segment soon?

I’m just saying if we didn’t kill during our off-screen bounty hunting, why start? And with some random guy who could call the stormtrooper equivalent of mall cops?

>>2187419
Don't mad mouth the stormtroopers.

>>2187220

As you round the corner you holster your pistol and sigh. It never sat well with you, but some deaths needed to happen. You were no stranger to ending a life, and The Force knew just how many people caught a blaster bolt from you when a firefight broke out. At the end of the day however you were alive and with the First Order desk clerk’s body cooling off you had at least a few minutes before security even caught wind that there was a murder.

So you go to the one place you wanted to go to lay low: the cantina. With a new deposit of credits sitting fat in your account a reward was in order for your hard work. Grabbing a tall mug of Corellian Spiced Rum you take your victory purchase to the far side where the thick transparisteel window bands around the station.

With a long draw from the mug you savor the warmth that settles into your bones. You never liked the artificial temperature most stations kept themselves at, just cold enough to be felt but warm enough to be comfortable. Propping yourself up on the railing that kept the more drunk patrons from falling down to the lower level of the cantina you look out to the stars, mulling over your drink.

Luke was dead and the whole galaxy knew it now as holorecordings of his last battle played across the holonet. It was heavily edited, and voiced over to put the Order in a good light, but it seems everyone knew it was fishy. He had said it was time, but time for what?

As the stations klaxons suddenly pick up their shrill tones you see a shape you had not expected to see in your time drop out of hyperspace. A Victory I Star Destroyer. Abruptly the klaxons cut out and a voice speaks up on the intercom.

“This is Commander Poe Dameron of the Rebel Alliance. To the occupational forces, surrender and you will be allowed to leave the system. Stay and we will be forced to fight.”

Sithspit. It just HAD to be the rebels.

The First Order’s response is clear to you and everyone else as the station vibrates, brilliant green lances of turbolaser fire towards the vessel. Before you can even drop your drink and race for your ship a dozen blaster bolts ring out in the halls as a number of stormtroopers rush up to meet them. Growling and muttering curses you come to terms that you’re now pinned in between the First Order and the Rebel Alliance.

>What do you do?
>A. The Rebels would pay handsomely for an ‘elite’ Mandalorian commando. Time to fight some bucketheads
>B. You had already killed one Order servant, maybe you could make it up with a few rebels
>C. This wasn’t your fight, just do what you have to to get to your ship
>D. Other (write-in)

>>2187495
>>C. This wasn’t your fight, just do what you have to to get to your ship

>>2187495
>>A. The Rebels would pay handsomely for an ‘elite’ Mandalorian commando. Time to fight some bucketheads

>>2187495
>C. This wasn’t your fight, just do what you have to to get to your ship
We havn't even had a chance to spend our credits yet.

>>2187495
C. Fly outta the station as it blows up.

>>2187495
>D
Contact Poe and tell him you'll turn off the shields to the station for a price. Leave as soon as you can. You make a contact for later missions for $, and you keep your skin for another day.

>>2187553
This.

This is true mandalorian

>>2187495
>>C. This wasn’t your fight, just do what you have to to get to your ship

>>2187553
I'll change to this.

>>2187495
This guy >>2187553 has the right idea

>>2187495
>C. This wasn’t your fight, just do what you have to to get to your ship

>>2187553
Switch

looks like we’re gonna national treasure this space station.

I will write. But keep in mind I’m phoneposting and I have 40% battery

>>2187495

As you look at the sound of the bolts growing closer and closer a thought occurs to you: why not have your cake and eat it too? With the shields up and combat going on there is no way the imperials would willingly let you leave, and the rebels wouldn’t give up the fight unless support came to push them away or they won. So why not make some credits while getting what you want?

Running towards the exit of the cantina you press a commlink to your ear “R8, I need you to get back to the ship and patch me into the ship out there. Yes that rebel ship. No I’m not crazy, I just think we can make some profit out of this while we get out of here.” You hang up the call as you exit the corridor and immediately your senses are screaming as a number of stormtroopers round the corner.

“Halt!” The leader says, leveling his blaster at you.

>Do you comply?
>A. Of course
>B. You don’t have time for this
>C. Tell a lie
>D. Other

>>2187721
>A. Of course

>>2187721
>A. Of course

>>2187721
>D
"Isn't there a rebel fleet outside trying to destroy the space station? And you want to waste your time with me?"

>>2187721
>C. Tell a lie
there is rebel scum shooting up the cantina! I barely got away!

>>2187721
>>2187737
Supporting

>>2187737
This.

>>2187737
Seconding this.

>>2187737
Rebels vainly dashing themselves against our shield is no excuse to abandon new order discipline. Men, take this coward to the brig.

>>2187721

You look to the group of troopers with equal measures confusion and frustration.

“Isn’t there a rebel cruiser out there and you’re telling me to halt? Isn’t there something more important to be worrying about?” You ask, your hands nevertheless coming up.

“There are reports of blaster fire on multiple decks and we’re detaining you under the suspicion of treason.” The soldier replies.

Before either you or him could continue however a yell down the hall causes the trooper to jump as a group of ragtag men and women come around the corner, blaster rifles in hand. The Force around the stormtroopers swirls with a chill as your hand is already moving down towards your waist.

“Rebel Scum! Blast them!” The trooper demands, raising his gun as they all scatter

Kriff!

>Roll a d20+5

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>>2187790

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>>2187790
May the force...

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>>2187790

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>>2187900
WEW

Now then, a second vote:

>Just how do we do this?
>A. We’ve got blasters, time to use them.
>B. You did just build a new lightsaber...and you do need test it.
>C. You do need to start using the force again.
>D. Other.

>>2187975
Lightsaber.

>>2187975
>B. You did just build a new lightsaber...and you do need test it.

>>2187975
>A So we really need to make them think we are a Jedi right now?

>>2187975
>>A. We’ve got blasters, time to use them.

>>2187975
>B. You did just build a new lightsaber...and you do need test it.

>>2187975
>A. We’ve got blasters, time to use them.
The lightsaber and the force are for times when we need to go all in. This is a relatively low stakes fight.

>>2187975
>B. You did just build a new lightsaber...and you do need test it.

>>2187975
>>B. You did just build a new lightsaber...and you do need test it.

>>2187975
>A.

Guys let’s save our new toys for a situation that actually requires it.

>>2187975
>A
We're on a space station under attack, now isn't the time to field test stuff.

>>2188205
Fiiiiiiiiine. I'll switch to A. I wanna use our fancy new laser sword soon though.

Looks like we’re going Shooty Bang Bang.

Roll me a D20+5

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>>2188273

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>>2188273

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>>2188273

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>>2188273
Dice gods pls

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what I’m amazed about Is this is one of my quests and still no Crits

>>2188302
AND Yes, I’m rolling to see if i’d get a crit

>>2188309
I wonder who could be taking all the crits
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>>2188273
I’ll get the crit Weaver

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>>2188469
Or not

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>>2188273

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>>2188273

Shouldn't we just kill ourself? We have the potential for the dark side in us.

>>2188686
I also support a quest ending in suicide but I'm going to need an actual in character motivation before I throw in with you.

>>2188756
That's the in-character canon reason for Luke attempting to murk Kylo, then murking his library and himself.

>>2188759
Please contain your butthurt.

>>2188759
No spoilers please.

>>2188781
The Jedi must end.

I just feel so bad for Mark Hamill, instead of getting a sexy redhead waifu he had to suck titty milk out of a space seal.

>>2188799
>implying seal wasn't his waifu

okay boys and girls, just got home. Going to warm up from the fucking aids that is the outside and potentially post.

If you hear nothing from me I passed out in the warmth of my bed

-Weaver