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Raganui Minamoto rolled 1 20-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-20)
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 Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 9:58 am
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 5:16 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 5:22 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 5:44 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 5:50 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 6:01 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 6:07 pm
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Anatarei Crimsonthrone rolled 1 20-sided dice:
19
Total: 19 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 6:08 pm
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 The massive, furred frame of Lowookar did its best to move about unnoticed along the promenade. This was supposed to be somewhere far away, ideally free of the Empire's grip, in order to better avoid Order 66 and the traitorous Clone army, and yet, here the Wookiee was, staring straight across the crowded group at a patrol of the bastards who had the same face as the one who had shot Master D'angrin in the back. Lowookar's fur bristled as he remembered the stunning loss he had felt when his Master's telepathic guidance had vanished in the middle of battle, causing him to fall from the Wookiee airship and almost drown in the water below. Getting killed now would do no one any good. He had heard Master Yoda's signal warning everyone to stay away from Coruscant, and he meant to comply. Go silent, don't draw attention, await the opportune moment. He could do that. Maybe. He'd had so little training, really - he'd barely picked up a lightsaber. Now he was strolling along, it tucked neatly amidst his backhair where it wouldn't be seen, and he wondered what to do now.
He decided to duck into the cantina and perhaps order something to drink. It might make him seem like he belonged better. He almost hit his head walking through the door - it was a little bit low, really, hardly considerate of potential Wookiee patrons - and moved up to the bar. He produced a Vox Box from his bandolier and pressed one of the buttons. "A drink, please," the box said in a recorded voice that sounded like it came from a really crappy droid. He pointed at a bottle on the counter. After taking it from the bar tender, he turned around and surveyed the room and almost spat out his first sip. Zaile was here? What a relief! A fellow Jedi had survived and traveled here, and she was a much more experienced one as well. Wonderful.
He did his best to be casual as he walked over to her. "Rawwr rook worrrshk warrrgh," he said, as quietly as he could.
{Taking some liberties here, Dallas. Makes it easier. And funnier.
Perception +1 for the requested roll, as well.} |
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 6:24 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 6:48 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 7:58 pm
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Dallas Moonrain rolled 1 20-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 8:21 pm
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Seph Baelzara rolled 6 20-sided dice:
13, 7, 6, 5, 9, 1
Total: 41 (6-120)
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 8:32 pm
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[Paper, writing utensils, silverware, and other mundane items, as they're not provided in any book, I'll safely grant them free of charge to whom wish them, as long as they are used appropriately, as intended, and do not attempt to break the game... Or try to sell to vendors for a quick credit, as just as I grant you said items, they shall forever be worth a grand total of ZERO credits. Try as you might to eek out even a single piece, nothing shall ever come of it.
If I see anyone trying anything funny with these "free" items, their privileges of having such items shall be forever revoked.]
While everyone seemed to be having their fun and relaxing within the bar, having their orders filled either by the bartender, or one of the few servo-bots that could understand the language, the outside grew quiet as the beings whom littered the promenade shuffled out on their merry way. All except the duo within identical clothes.
But all was not quiet for long. A human woman with short black hair and the greasy uniform of a mechanic stumbles, barely running onto the Promenade dodging a multitude of blaster shot bolts. She's clearly seen better days as she's found clutching her midsection as though injured, and her greasy engineer clothes is riddled with burn marks from previous shots she's taken. Barely a moment passes past her dark eyes as she struggles to make her way across the floor in the direction towards the bar, though clearly she is having difficulty walking. “Please, help me,” she calls out to the small group within. “There are credits in it for you, just help me!”
Mere seconds later, a small handful of stormtroopers burst into the area from the south end of the Promenade. They raise their blasters, aiming them at the woman, and shout through their helmet speakers, “Step away from that woman. She is under arrest in the name of the Emperor!” They don't appear to have their sights on diplomacy, and are fully prepared to shoot down anyone whom interfere between the woman and their mission.
[INITIATIVE!
How I'm thinking of having this done is thus: After everyone rolls their initiative, take the average of it all, then that'll be the group's initiative. I'll do the same with the enemies. If you have any allies that'll join in on the NPC, I shall equate that into your average.
Also I would like to ask everyone who does not have a picture for their character, please find one. It'll make it easier in identifying which token you are on the map. The bar is to the "north," so you can position yourselves where ever. Assume it's a X-Y Axis grid, with 0,0 being at the bottom left corner. of the room.
I'd like to see combats pass quickly, and such, would rather not wait more than 24 hours between posts
Imperials grunts: 7] |
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Dallas Moonrain rolled 1 20-sided dice:
11
Total: 11 (1-20)
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{initiative +2...hope I do better on this roll than the last one.}