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Destiny Points: 2 Light, 3 Dark Gan chuckles, unwrapping a piece of mass produced jerky and chewing on it as he talks. "Are you kidding? I know how much those artifacts she has are worth, and I've got three nobodies that can't be traced to me looking to head in and steal her treasures ANYWAYS. If she so happens to have the other treasures stolen, and they disappear for a few months, and just happen to reappear on the market.." He gestures with the bitten piece of jerky as he talks, mimicking a line on a graph going up and smirking. "I smuggle you in, you get your trinket and a few gifts for me as payment, and I even line your pockets doing so." He stuffs the last of the dried meat in his mouth, ignoring Itahn as he speaks directly to Ozyn, spraying little chunks of partially chewed meat as he speaks. "When I have somethin' for her, I bring it in to her in a crate, and leave it for her to get inspected and appraised. Once she looks at 'em, she pays me my fair share, and puts them in her little collection and hides the whole smuggling part of it. I put you three in the crate, drop you off after hours, and you rob her blind and make us all filthy stinking rich." He spreads his arms invitingly. "What do you say?" Nearby, Pinder skulks about, watching the conversation with interest. He shakes his head subtly at Ozyn, his lips pursed, but he doesn't speak out against his boss.
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Ozyn Killik | Wounds: 0/13 Strain: 0/13 There's a brief awkward silence as all the terrible ways this plan could go wrong flash through Ozyn's mind. He keeps his sabacc face going, though. "Yes... tentatively. I don't speak for my friends. Give us a moment?" Once he drags the others out of earshot, Ozyn leans in and whispers, "Look, the only way I can understand this is that he's the biggest, greediest idiot on the planet, and this whole plan is incredibly bad, but what choice do we have? We got absolutely nothing. At least this gets us in, and if we walk on this guy now it'll probably take him about half a day to sell us out."
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"How do we know he's not already selling us out?" Itahn asks. "He smuggles us in using the box for carrying his wares, then it'll turn out we were the wares all along. Come on, even I know how this works. Notice that he didn't say anything about how we're supposed to get out. He doesn't expect that to ever come up." He lowers his voice, looking around through the Force. "I think you're underestimating him. I saw into his mind. He was part of a mercenary group that ran into the Empire. When they were cornered, he gunned down the rest of his group. There's two things I know for sure about him: He's good at backstabbing people, and he's too cowed by the Empire to make a move against them." Itahn pauses, scratching his cheek. "You might be right that we don't have any other options. I certainly don't have any ideas. But we need to have a trick up our sleeves. Something he won't expect."
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Ozyn Killik | Wounds: 0/13 Strain: 0/13 "I... alright, I already didn't trust the guy, but that's good to know. Does a lightsaber count as a trick?"
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Going off responses from Discord to take you away from scary smuggle man. Heavy Gan shrugs his broad shoulders, unwrapping another of the snack cakes. "Hey, you don't wanna deal, that's fine with me. You bought the info you wanted fair and square, so whatever you do with it is up to you. But if you decide you wanna make a sale after you get in there.." The twi'lek lets the sentence trail off as he takes a bite of his treat, his eyebrows raised. He snaps his fingers and points from the human near him to the trio of padawans, and Pinder nods, gently escorting the three out of the warehouse. Outside, the man glances around and speaks. "I'm sorry we couldn't make a deal, my friends. Heavy Gan wishes you better luck next time!" He drops his voice now, leaning in closer to be better heard and hide the conversation. “Of course, if you’d prefer to make your arrangements with someone more trustworthy than a bunch of smugglers, I know some people who might be willing to help you cause trouble for the governor. There’s an alley just outside this warehouse you might want to visit tomorrow evening, if you’re interested in hearing more.” Pinder gives them a nod in the correct direction for tomorrow evening's meeting and scurries back inside, leaving them with his cryptic invitation.
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Itahn waits until he's completely sure Pinder has left. "I'm not sure I want to go to anyone else for help after what happened there. We know where the Holocron is. How about we head to the museum and see if we can get it ourselves? We have some time before tomorrow evening either way."
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Ozyn Killik | Wounds: 0/13 Strain: 0/13 "I don't know. It's been a couple years since I did any breaking and entering, so I'm a little rusty. I'm willing to look the place over, but I got a bad feeling it's going to be like everything the Imperials own: full of bored, twitchy stormtroopers. If it looks like too much for us to handle, I say we check out that alley tomorrow. Not like it can be any shadier than Heavy Gan, right?""
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Shade | Wounds 0/12 Strain 0/12 Shade says, "Stormtroopers are trouble. Better to find someone else to take the trouble while we get what we need." She shrugs, "Any ideas if there are local dissidents? Could be someone who has beef with Heavy and wants to set him up to look bad, could be someone with Imperial beef. Either way, it's an opening we could exploit."
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Destiny Points: 5 Light, 0 Dark With a scant few hours of daylight left, the padawans decide to check out the museum for themselves and see what they can learn on their own. After getting directions from a local vendor at the bazaar, the three board their speeder and find themselves parked in the lot outside the Museum of Spintir, located directly adjacent to the governor's mansion. They pull up next to a broken down speeder with a grav-lock on it; obviously, the owner isn't coming back for it.  From the parking lot, the trio can see the governor's mansion looming behind the museum, and Shade can see there seems to be a covered walkway connecting the museum proper and the mansion. Outside, a handful of tables sit facing the lawn of the museum, where a few people sit and enjoy their meals from the restaurant inside. Approaching the front door, the three are greeted by four troopers, one of which steps forward and raises his hand. "Under the orders of the governor, the Museum of Spintir is off limit to everyone except donors and Imperial dignitaries. Now, if you'd like to MAKE a donation.." The troopers behind him chuckle at this, and after a minute of deliberation, it is obvious that the three don't have enough credits between them to bribe the guard. Ultimately, they return to The Cozy Wookiee, and retire for the night. Regain all stress and two wounds, if you have taken any. The next day, after spending time resting and preparing, the three make their way to the alley Pinder had indicated. A human shape detaches itself from the shadows a minute after the three arrive, having obviously taken a bit of time to ensure they weren't followed. It's Pinder, the curly haired smuggler from the night before. He smiles as he sees the trio, and he greets them in a soft voice, different from the act he put on the night before. “Glad you could make it. If you’re serious about trying to make a difference in this town, and you’re looking for friends who can help, you’ve just taken the first step. If you want to continue, I’ll need you to do something more to prove yourselves, though.” He pulls a slim box out from under his jacket and holds it out. “There are a few items in here I need delivered to dead drops across the city. Just drop them off without the Imperials seeing or catching on, and without any tampering, and then meet me at the warehouse three blocks south of here." He gives a half-hearted shrug, glancing down the alley. "I’m sorry for the mystery, but my friends are cautious types. They’ll want proof you are who you say.” Ozyn takes the box from Pinder and glances inside, finding three sealed bags with painted symbols on them, and three photographs with street names at the top and the same symbols painted onto the pictures in different locations. The Devaronian is familiar with such tasks, and glances at the first photograph. He recognizes the corner of the bazaar nearly instantly, and leads the three to the location of a little dumpling cart tucked in one corner of the bazaar that he had run past while chasing the member of Heavy Gan's Movers. After a moment of pretending to decide what to buy while keeping an eye on the nearby patrol, he ducks down and finds a small box attached to the wheel of the cart, in which he deposits the bag. The second photo is of a vending machine with a street address on it, and Ozyn once again immediately recognizes the address and realizes it's to be placed in The Cozy Wookiee, which would explain what the Heavy Gan Movers member was doing the day before. Ozyn slips in quietly and deposits the second bag behind the vending machine while the owner is distracted. Looking to the third photo, Ozyn feels his stomach drop. It's the parking lot of the Museum of Spintir. Returning to the museum, Ozyn approaches the speeder and watches up the hill; it seems like the guards aren't watching too closely, and so after hesitating a moment, he opens the trunk to place the package inside. However, as he closes the trunk, he spies three of the guards jogging towards him, their guns at the ready. "Hold it! What are you doing there?!" You can weasel out of this with a normal charm or deception test, which is two difficulty dice or with a good enough bribe. You may also just attempt to flee or fight, but this can go poorly for you. Perception Tests for Photo 1: 1eP+3eA+1eD 5 successes, 1 threat     Skullduggery Test for Bag 1: 1eP+3eA+1eD+1eS 2 successes, 2 advantage, 1 Triumph - This triumph will bypass a skullduggery roll for bag 2.     Perception Tests for Photo 2: 1eP+3eA+1eD 2 successes, 1 advantage, 1 Triumph - This triumph will bypass a perception test for bag 3.  Skullduggery for Bag 3: 1eP+3eA+1eD+1eC 0 successes, 1 advantage - I spent two dark destiny points to upgrade this.  
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Itahn watches from a distance and relaxes slightly on seeing that Ozyn seems to have it handled. For a moment, he considered that he might need to stab the guard, but that doesn't seem necessary anymore.
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Destiny Points: 5 Light, 0 Dark The stormtrooper lieutenant's helmet hides any emotion or thought process as he looks between the speeder and Ozyn. After a long moment, he presses two fingers against the side of his helmet and lowers his head. "This is RSI-861 to command. We have a citizen detained onsite for suspicious activity. Uploading recording of questioning and awaiting response." 861 motions for one of the troopers under him, and that trooper quickly draws out a datapad and taps away at it for a moment. Shortly after, all three guards raise their rifles once more, keeping them trained on Ozyn. It takes a good five minutes before the lead trooper stiffens, and once again depresses his communicator. "Roger that, Agent Brant." The trooper looks back up, leveling his rifle at Ozyn.. and uses it to motion for him to leave. "You're dismissed with just a warning this time, citizen. Be reminded that it is your civic duty to report suspicious activity to the local garrison." 861 turns to the other two troopers and nods back towards the museum, and the three continue their patrol with no further interruption to Ozyn. With the packages delivered unhindered, Ozyn, Shade, and Itahn trek through the town to the warehouse Pinder had mentioned, found three blocks south of the original meeting point. Ozyn finds the door ajar and the three enter, discovering a completely barren warehouse, their footsteps echoing in the dimly lit building. Minutes later, while the trio mill about, Pinder enters the warehouse, trailed by several individuals in heavy, concealing clothing. He greets you warmly as the last of his compatriots arrive. “It looks like you can manage efficiency and discretion—not that I ever doubted you!" He grins, raising his hands in mock defense. "If you want to get started with something more serious now, we think there may be a way for us to help each other." Pinder glances to his associates, and one of them steps forward, removing his hood to reveal himself as a Duros. His voice is low and gravelly, and he folds his arms across his chest as he speaks. "We heard you asking about rare artifacts earlier, and there’s no one in this city with a bigger collection than Caria Haal, the Imperial Governor of Spintir. If you want something specific, odds are good she has it stashed somewhere in her collection. We can help you get into the collection, and if you cause trouble for Governor Haal, that helps us cause trouble elsewhere. Divide the Empire’s attention, see?" The Duros nods towards Pinder, letting him take control of the conversation again. "If that sounds good, we’ll be happy to set you up with the credentials to fake your way into the Museum of Spintir, which is the front for the place where the governor keeps the good stuff. Deal?" Both Pinder and the Duros look at you expectantly. This seems like a good time to find out more about their plans and what it might mean for the trip through the Museum.
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The Duros glances to Pinder, who gives him a confirming nod. The blue-skinned alien grunts, turning his attention back to the padawns. "Well.. Pinder seems to think you're trustworthy. We have some ideas involving an Imperial munitions shipment coming in.." Pinder chuckles and continues for the Duros. "Let’s just say there are some arms hitting the planet that are better than the thugs here deserve. Putting them to better use elsewhere sounds like a noble cause to me, don't you think?"
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Ozyn Killik | Wounds: 0/13 Strain: 0/13 Ozyn licks his lips nervously. These guys really sounded like they were biting off more than they could chew with this plan, but if they could get him and the others into the museum, maybe this would all work out. "Alright, who are you people? What could possibly be worth messing with the Empire? I almost got disappeared for loitering today, I can't imagine they'll take robbing a weapons shipment sitting down. I figured the museum might go under the radar, but..."
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Pinder nods as Ozyn speaks, and is the first to reply. “We know a lot of people, and what we hear around the galaxy is that the Empire isn’t too popular. There are all sorts of people who would prefer a fair shake to what the Empire offers. We want to give them that fair shake, help offer the little guy a leg up." He glances at the Duros, who gives him a grunt. "That's all we can say on that for now." Now, the Duros speaks. “Like we said, this is a situation of mutual benefit. The governor’s collection is going to be tough to crack, and even with the credentials we can forge, we're only able to get you in the front door. You’ll probably draw some heat." The alien shrugs. "You draw their attention, that makes it easier for us to cause the Empire problems elsewhere in the city. Of course, once we start our operation, it should confuse them enough and draw them off of you enough to help you make your getaway. It’s a win for both of us.”
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"A fair shake, you said? I can understand that." Somehow, Pinder had used the exact right phrasing for Itahn to be convinced. "Alright, this sounds good to me."
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After what feels like half a year, the trio finally agree to follow the plan of Pinder and his allies, as working with a criminal is absolutely off the table. With a nod, the Duros digs into a bag by the table and tosses three obviously Imperial ident-badges to the padawan. "Those'll let you pass as foreign dignitaries wanting to enjoy the rich, plundered culture of Spintir." The sarcasm is thick in the Duros' voice, and he makes a gesture over the table, bringing up a hologram of the museum. "What you're looking for is going to be in the mansion proper, which is attached by a skywalk here.." He gestures towards a sky bridge between the university and the mansion "I doubt those ident-badges will get you past that, but that's where we come in; we'll make enough noise to get most of the Imperial security and response team on our tail and give you the time to get what you need and make a headache for the governor." The Duros taps the badges with a smirk. "With these, you can just walk in the front door, and then it's just a matter of getting to the skywalk without tripping any alarms, getting the door open, and somehow finding what you need. There's a ton of crap in the secure wing, and there's likely to be guards, so just poking around likely won't work. There might be a database or registry you can check, but who knows how these Imps do things." He pushes away from the table, looking the three over. "If there's no questions, I recommend you lot get a speeder over to the museum. We'll work things out from there." JESUS CHRIST WE'RE BACK
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Shade | Wounds 0/12 Strain 0/12 Shade says, "Sounds simple enough. You do your part, we'll do ours..." There's a hint of a grin in her voice, even through the vocal distortion. "It'll be closer to a migrane than a headache when we're done."
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Itahn Vakir W: 0/11 S: 0/14 C: 4 Itahn becomes aware of the weight of the lightsaber on his hip and thinks about the caretaker's favorite technique. If they're meant to cause a commotion, he can only think of one way to do it. On the bright side, it's sure to be an effective commotion. It's hard to imagine the governor will pay much attention to some weapons being stolen when people are running around with lightsabers inside her own mansion.
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Ozyn Killik | Wounds: 0/13 Strain: 0/13 The drumming of Ozyn's fingers slows to a stop. He's on the job now, and that means it's time for the gambling face to come out. Is he still nervous? Of course, he's terrified, every cell in his body knows you don't mess with the Empire. But the course is set, the game is on, and that means the world sees nothing but easy, shark-toothed confidence. Let's go, then. Don't want to keep 'em waiting.
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A thought occurs to Itahn that snaps him out of his rumination. "How are we going to escape once we're done? Just drive the speeder as fast as we can and hope for the best?"
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The Duros grins, and he taps a button on his command table. "Oh. Don't worry about Imperial forces. We'll have their full attention." As he speaks, a hulking wookiee enters the room through the far door, having to duck down and turn sideways to even fit through the door. The hairy beast is strapped head to toe in what appears to be durasteel plates ripped from starfighter remains, and he hefts a bulky looking weapon with a rotating barrel. "Scruffy here is toting a Z-6 rotary blaster; a relic of the clone wars, but I'll be damned if it doesn't put holes in Stormtrooper armor juuuust fine. He's already got history with the Imps, and he's more than happy to build on his record." Scruffy gives the choking, barking laugh wookiees have and pats the blaster, giving the trio a crooked grin. "We have a few other distractions in mind but we have a feeling someone like Scruffy lobbing grenades at the local garrison is going to be plenty to keep the Imps off your tails. He won't be alone, don't worry; he's just going to be the one thing they have to keep their eyes on."
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"Huh. Alright." Looking at the Wookiee, Itahn starts to wonder if these people actually needed their help in the first place.
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With their questions settled, the trio of Jedi leave the warehouse and follow the winding alleyways back to their speeder. It's a short ride from to the university, and once again the trio park in the lot with the buster speeder dead drop. Donning their identbadges, the three walk up to the front door, Ozyn first. The two guards at the door watch their approach with boredom, and when they get close enough, Ozyn can hear one sigh. "The university museum is closed to all except dignitaries and scholars. Unless you've got identification, you'll need to come back during normal operating hours. You can call the university help desk at.." Before the guard can rattle off the phone number, Ozyn offers up his identbadge. The trooper somehow looks shocked in spite of the smooth front of his mask, and he takes the identbadge to glance at it. Having had time to look at them himself, Ozyn has a good feeling the badges won't last under major scrutiny or full verification, but it should be enough to get in, if he can sell it. Give me an easy Deception check. That's 1D as a reminder.
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Ozyn Killik | Wounds: 0/13 Strain: 0/13 Ozyn gestures to himself pompously. "Jovi Sodeld. He turns slightly and gestures to his companions. "Gorvay Cardansa. Elwane Bandist. Visiting dignitaries, here to tour your lovely museum." He makes a show of looking back over his shoulder. "Let's hurry this up, alright? We're dressed up all scruffy to dodge the usual hangers-on and media-droids that follow us around, but they'll catch up any minute and if we're not inside by then they'll be all over this place. Stupid, loud, persistent, trying to worm in through every crack. It'll ruin the mood for us and be a security nightmare for you." Easy Deception: 1eP+3eA+1eD 3 successes 
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The stormtrooper is taken aback by Inside of the museum is exactly what most would expect of a museum; directly to the group's right is a commissary and gift area, and the smell of what is probably half-way decent food floats through the air. Directly to their left, however, is a massive circular room filled with a variety of artifacts from all throughout Spintir's history, as well as the skeletons and stuffed forms of beasts from all over the planet. A banner hangs over the entire room, declaring it Imperial Pride Week, and it mentions finding the exhibits showcasing the planet's way of life prior to Imperial 'liberation' on the second floor. Stairs on either side of the room lead up to a second floor where the Imperial Pride exhibit is, and by Shade's guess, the skywalk. Up these stairs, next to the beginning of the Imperial exhibit, is the skywalk, a glass encased walkway leading to the governor's mansion and the secure wing of the musem. None of the guards who meander about the museum give the trio a second glance; if you're there and no one is yelling about it, then obviously you're to be left alone. Crossing the skywalk to the opposite door is an easy task, but the door on the far side is closed and locked tight. A brand new and obviously advanced console is attached to the center of the door, allowing either a card swipe or a key code to enter the restricted area. A cursory glance at the door finds another option than the ID console; tucked just beneath the electronics is a manual security override that could be handled with just a normal set of lockpicks or some other improvised instrument, but fiddling with either might raise an alarm if done incorrectly. The door will require a Hard (3D) Computers or Skullduggery check, with a single setback due to how advanced the technology is, or how difficult it is to bypass it if you go the manual route. There's no guards coming so you've got a few minutes to ponder.
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Ozyn Killik | Wounds: 0/13 Strain: 0/13 "The longer we stand around, the longer they have to call in and figure out nobody was supposed to be visiting today. Watch my back while I crack this thing." Ozyn fishes around in his pockets and produces a little bit of scrap left over from building his lightsaber. With a shrug of resignation towards his poor tools, he starts fiddling with the mechanism. Some time later, there's a sharp snap followed by an ugly metallic crunch from somewhere in the mechanism. "Uh... oops. I think I just--" Spending a Destiny Point to upgrade my check: Hard Skulduggery (+Destiny): 2eP+2eA+3eD+1eS 2 failures, 1 threat   OOF
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Shade | Wounds 0/12 Strain 0/12 Shade shrugs, then slides her lightsaber out of a fold in her coat. Holding the emitter level with the lock, she looks at the other two, "Looks like we're doing this fast and dirty. You two ready to move?"
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Itahn Vakir W: 0/11 S: 0/14 C: 4 Itahn puts his hand on his own lightsaber and focuses his vision on the other side of the skywalk. He figured it would end up like this eventually.
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Destiny Points: 4 Light, 1 Dark In spite of the apparent failure, the door slides open, allowing access to the cat walk. No audible alarms are heard, and a quick glance behind them shows none of the guards milling around below are reacting to them; one has removed his helmet and is enthusiastically devouring a hot dog from the commissary. Projecting his senses forward, however, Itahn can see two figures moving quickly to stand in front of the opposite door. To the blind Jedi, it looks like the alarm must have triggered in the secure wing rather than the museum proper. With this information, it should be easy to get the jump on the two guards; they're expecting to apply their own ambush, it seems, but a clever plan should take them off guard. Go ahead and take a boost die on either your cool or vigilance check for initiative. They're expecting you, but they're not expecting you to expect them. Guard 1 Vigilance: 2eP 4 successes Guard 2 Vigilance: 2eP 3 successes
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Shade | Wounds 0/12 Strain 0/12 Shade throws some very tactical handsigns as the door slides open, though they mostly boil down to 'dibs on the one on the left.' Clearly, though, she's ready for action. Boosted Vigilance: 1eA+1eP+1eB 3 successes, 2 advantage 
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Itahn Vakir W: 0/11 S: 0/14 C: 4 Itahn tries to nonverbally indicate the number of guards and their locations as they cross the skywalk. cool: initiative: 1eP+3eA+1eB 2 successes, 2 advantage 
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Ozyn Killik | Wounds: 0/13 Strain: 0/13 Looping a finger through the pommel ring, Ozyn flips his saber up off his belt and catches it. He gives the others a nod and gets in position, finger on the ignition switch. This would be his first time drawing a lightsaber in real combat. Hopefully it wouldn't be the last. Vigilance Initiative: 3eA+1eB 2 successes, 2 advantage 
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Destiny Points: 4 Light, 1 Dark With the jedi prepared for what may come on the other side of the door, Shade hits the button to open the door. With a soft hiss, the door slides open, and the left most guard squeezes the trigger on his blaster rifle at the first thing he sees: the red form of Ozyn. The blaster makes an odd noise as pulsating blue rings come from the end of the rifle, striking the devaronian square in the chest and staggering him back a step as electric shocks course through his body; the spasming from the stun rings causes the jedi to lose his balance, and he collapses back onto the floor in a daze. I am using the triumph to inflict the staggered condition on Ozyn for one round in lieu of damage, since I did almost 12 strain to him with one shot. This coming turn, Ozyn is unable to use actions, but may use manuevers and incidentals. Any PC may act next. Stun Blast: 2eP+1eA+1eB+1eD 4 successes, 1 Triumph  INITIATIVE > PC NPC PC PC John Dyne fucked around with this message at 06:06 on Apr 27, 2021 |
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Itahn Vakir W: 0/11 S: 2/14 C: 4 Itahn focuses on the right most guard and starts dashing toward him before the door opens. There's a sound of murky water on his left as the other guard fires and a soft chime on his right as his lightsaber ignites and glides through the air. He's in front of the guard before his opponent can bring his blaster around and the chime becomes a hiss as the lightsaber pierces through flesh and armor. Attacking the guard on the right: 3eP+1eA+2eB+2eD 1 success, 1 advantage  critical injury roll: 1d100+10 33 Stunned: Staggered until end of next turn Using a destiny point to upgrade the roll and spending 2 strain for an extra maneuver to aim. Spending an advantage on a crit and the free advantage from the lightsaber to give a boost die to the next pc
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Apr 27, 2021 06:12
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Shade | Wounds 0/12 Strain 0/12 In tune with Itahn, Shade surges through the door and thumbs her saber on with a chilling snap-hiss. The cyan blade cuts through the guard's armor with little enough resistance, then she twists the assembly apart and brings the second blade scything across the guard's neck. Saber (boost, +adv, destiny spend): 2eP+3eA+1eB 5 successes, 5 advantage  those difficulties i forgot: 2eD 1 failure, 2 threat Net 4 successes, 4 advantage. Activating Linked with 2 advantage and paying the other two forward as boost dice. That deals, what, 24 wounds since my base damage is 10?
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Apr 29, 2021 06:08
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