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[IC] Star Wars: The Will of the Force

destroyah87destroyah87 They/ThemPreferred: She/Her - Please UseRegistered User regular
edited January 2009 in Critical Failures
A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away…

The clone wars rage at their peak, most of the Jedi Order is scattered along the outer rim battling the remnants of the Separatist Systems. Unbeknownst to both sides, the entire war has been orchestrated by Darth Sidious as part of his ultimate goal of destroying the Jedi. Ruling the galaxy with an iron fist is only a beneficial side effect.

Order 66 is the culmination of Sidious’s dark plan. The order results in the near annihilation of the Jedi Order and the Great Jedi Purge after almost finishes what the order started. The act marks the beginning of the Galactic Empire and twenty years of tyranny and oppression. But that lies in the future, our story begins on Kashyyyk as fate conspires to unite four individuals in common purpose. They have the potential to accomplish great things.

But first… they must survive.


Kashyyyk, home world of the Wookiee race. Also, for the moment at least, home to a Separatist invasion force and a contingent of the Grand Army of the Republic committed to defending the planet. Kieran Sarkin looks out over the giant foliage and can hear the battle even though the tree house in is well away from the front line. Bringing his mind to the present he turns away from the window.

His master, Rorrowaroo, stands by the door with his usual stoic patience. The Wookiee is not the only person in the room, two clone troopers stand flanking five humanoids. Sarkin walks across the room and stands in front of the group. “One of you is a Separatist spy. My master and I are here to discover which. Unless the spy would like to confess?” He lets his gaze drift along the line of suspects.

The Duros, Galo Pagos, looks slightly nervous but returns Kieran’s gaze. Galo has nothing to hide, except for the incident, he’d never done anything wrong, or at least he‘d never been caught. The next suspect was a Rodian named Obh’ama and although he routinely fought for the Separatist cause. He was not a spy he was a mercenary. He managed to look bored and Kieran wondered if he had fallen asleep behind his goggles. Next in line, the human Jaime Zel was no spy, as she had proclaimed to the troopers who brought her in and continued to inform anyone else who would listen. The last two were a pair of humans, brothers known as Hadron Grashen and Teleur Grashen. They looked as bored as Ohb’ama but Teleur’s eyes kept wandering to the blaster of the trooper beside him.

Kieran groaned inside and thought, one of these five is a spy? The Separatists must be getting desperate.

Cast of Characters:
Horseshoe as Ohb'ama
Medium Rodian soldier 1 CL 1
Force 5; Dark Side 0
Init +9; Senses Low-light vision, Perception +6
Languages Basic, Rodese

Defenses Ref 17 (flat-footed 13), Fort 15, Will 12
hp 32; Threshold 15

Speed 6 squares
Melee bayonet +2 (1d8+1) or
Melee bayonet +2 (1d8+2) with both hands or
Melee unarmed +2 (1d4+1)
Ranged blaster rifle +5 (3d8) or
Ranged blaster rifle +0 (3d8) with Autofire
Base Atk +1; Grp +5

Abilities Str 12, Dex 18, Con 14, Int 10, Wis 12, Cha 8
Special Qualities Heightened Awareness, Low-Light Vision
Talents Tough as Nails
Feats Armor Proficiency (Light, Medium), Extra Second Wind (x0), Weapon Proficiency (pistols, rifles, simple)
Skills Endurance +7, Initiative +9, Perception +6 (may reroll but must keep the result of the reroll even if worse)
Possessions blaster rifle, bayonet, blast helmet and vest (+2 armor), utility belt (3 day food supply, medpac, tool kit, power pack, energy cell, glow rod, comlink, liquid cable dispenser)

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Salt as Jaime Zel
Medium Human Noble CL 1
Force 5; Dark Side 0
Init +7; Senses Perception +7
Languages: Basic, Binary, Durese, Hapan, High Galactic

Defenses Ref 14 (flat-footed 12), Fort 11, Will 15
hp 18; Threshold 11

Speed 6
Melee Stun Baton -1 (2d6)
Ranged WESTAR-34 Blaster Pistol + 2 (3d6)

Abilities Str 8, Dex 14, Con 10, Int 12, Wis 15, Cha 16
Talents Wealth
Feats Skill Focus: Deception, Skill Focus: Persuasion
Skills Deception +13, Initiative +7, Perception +7, Persuasion +13, Pilot +7, Treat Injury +7, Use Computer +6
Possessions 3PO Droid (Z-3PO), R2 Droid (R2-Z8, Zee-ate)

Sombrero as Galo Pagos
Medium Duros Scout CL 1
Force 5; Dark Side 0
Init +8; Senses Perception +6
Languages Basic, Bocce, Hutese, Shyriiwook, Durese

Defenses Ref 15 (flat-footed 12), Fort 11, Will 11
hp 24; Threshold 11

Speed 6
Melee Stun Baton +0 (1d6)
Ranged blaster rifle +3 (3d8)

Abilities Str 10, Dex 17, Con 10, Int 17, Wis 12, Cha 10
Special Qualities Acute Senses
Talents Expert Pilot
Feats Shake It Off, Weapon Proficiency (pistols, rifles, simple), Point Blank Shot

Skills Endurance +5, Initiative +8, Knowledge (Zoology and Botany) +8, Mechanics +8, Perception +6, Pilot +8, Stealth +8, Survival +6
Possessions Stun Baton, Blaster Rifle, Utility Belt

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Pre-Expulsion, taken on Kalist VI after Galo discovered several seasonal desert plants and broke into the scientific community.

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A more recent photo of Galo and a former colleague, taken by a security droid as they left Mos Eisley to pursue a Rancor specimen for study.

Arcanis as Kieran Sarkin
Medium Human jedi CL 1
Force 5; Dark Side 0
Init +5; Senses Low-light vision, Perception +7
Languages Basic, Shyriiwook

Defenses Ref 13 (flat-footed 12), Fort 12, Will 14
hp 30; Threshold 12

Speed 6 squares
Melee unarmed +4 (1d4+3) or
Melee lightsaber +4 (2d8+3) or
Melee lightsaber +3 (2d8+6) with both hands
Base Atk +1; Grp +2
Special Actions Deflect
Force Powers Known (Use The Force +10) Battle Strike, Force Slam, Surge

Abilities Str 16, Dex 13, Con 9, Int 12, Wis 15, Cha 10
Talents Deflect
Feats Force Sensitive, Force Training (x1), Skill Focus (Use the Force), Weapon Proficiency (lightsabers, simple)
Skills Acrobatics +5, Initiative +5, Perception +7, Use the Force +10
Possessions lightsaber (green), utility belt, padawan robes

Also Starring Rorrowaroo as Rorrowaroo
Medium Wookiee jedi 5 / scout 1 / soldier 1 / jedi knight 2 CL 9
Force 10; Dark Side 0
Init +3; Senses Low-light vision, Perception +11
Languages Basic (Understand), Durese, Rodese, Shyriiwook

Defenses Ref 20 (flat-footed 20), Fort 23, Will 23
hp 119; Threshold 23

Speed 6 squares
Melee lightsaber +14 (2d8+9) or
Melee lightsaber +14 (2d8+14) with both hands or
Melee lightsaber +14 (3d8+14) with Mighty Swing
Base Atk +8; Grp +13
Atk Options Mighty Swing, Power Attack
Special Actions Deflect, Redirect Shot, Shake it Off
Force Powers Known (Use The Force +14) Battle Strike, Force Slam (x2), Force Thrust, Move Object, Surge

Abilities Str 20, Dex 8, Con 14, Int 14, Wis 14, Cha 10
Special Qualities Rage, Expert Climber, Intimidating
Talents Deflect, Redirect Shot, Disciplined Strike, Damage Reduction 10, Tough as Nails, Shien
Feats Armor Proficiency (Light), Exotic Weapon Proficiency (bowcaster), Force Sensitive, Force Training (x2), Mighty Swing, Power Attack, Shake it Off, Skill Focus (x1), Toughness, Weapon Proficiency (lightsabers, simple)
Skills Climb +9 (may take 10 even when distracted or threatened), Endurance +11, Perception +11, Persuasion +4 (may reroll to intimidate others but must keep the result of the reroll even if worse), Survival +11, Use the Force +14
Possessions lightsaber (self-built)

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    Super NamicchiSuper Namicchi Orange County, CARegistered User regular
    edited November 2008
    Kieran took a deep breath, looking at the five. He paused, looking once more back at his master before pacing slowly.

    This questioning was, he knew, pointless. The Force was guiding his perception, attuning him to their feelings. He felt the confidence bordering complacency from the Rodian, the displeasure from the woman, the anxiousness from the Duros... and he felt the tension from Teleur. He knew the man would make a desperate move towards one of the troopers' blasters - knew that, by extension, he was the spy.

    The question was, how would he get the man to admit it? If Kieran waited until the man lunged for the blaster, someone would end up hurt, probably Teleur. And Kieran knew his own limitations - if Teleur Grashen didn't want to admit his guilt (and who would, when the crime was High Treason?), then Kieran's lacking persuasive ability would not work.

    "What are your names?" the young padawan finally said. No need to start off confrontational...

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    Cosmic SombreroCosmic Sombrero Registered User regular
    edited November 2008
    Galo stood up quickly and began blustering in short bursts. "I am Galo Pagos, a scientist! Why are you holding me here? I am a scientist! All I'm here to do is push out a piece on the relationship between Kashyyyk Greyclimbers and banthas, you have no right to detain me!" As soon as he finished his outburst, Galo sat back down heavily. He hadn't really expected this to accomplish anything apparently, and the sound of his hurried breathing filled the room. He was extremely uncomfortable in his heavy jacket and long white gloves, and was sweating profusely.

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    Super NamicchiSuper Namicchi Orange County, CARegistered User regular
    edited November 2008
    Kieran stopped, listening to the Duros' protests. He felt the wind fly from the alien's sails as he sat back down and he could tell that being under arrest was something altogether foreign for Galo Pagos. He felt a pang of sympathy for the scientist, who was probably on the cusp of an important paper that hinged on timing, and every moment lost was a publication in an important holojournal.

    "We are holding you here," he said carefully, "because like these others, you're under suspicion of seditious acts in the name of the CIS. It's treason, you know."

    He felt Teleur tense up again.

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    HorseshoeHorseshoe Registered User regular
    edited November 2008
    The Rodian didn't budge... he sat with his arms folded, the only movement coming from the snout that protruded from behind his hat and goggleds. While he had the typical nasal intonations of his species, his voice was surprisingly deep, and his words scattered with a bit of fringer patois. He delivered his response slowly and evenly, pausing for effect between sentences.

    "This some cac. Whoodat say I'm spyin', hairball? Peep ay'all damn lookalikes... some Rodie here-ins skrate'a deep fringe. Best think on that. Alla been spied lately's blastail, waya rifle sight. Only guilty f'had been green. 'Kin wadh'ata."

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    INeedNoSaltINeedNoSalt with blood on my teeth Registered User regular
    edited November 2008
    Jaime Zel spoke in High Galactic when she spoke, refusing to rise from her seat. To be surrounded, held -- by men! This entire thing was a crime against proper societal etiquette, and Jaime would not lower herself to the level of her captors.

    "I am Jaime Zel. I am a diplomat, not a spy."

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    Super NamicchiSuper Namicchi Orange County, CARegistered User regular
    edited November 2008
    Kieran's fingers formed a steeple in front of his mouth as he listened quietly to their cries of protest. He nodded.

    "Perhaps you were all in the wrong place at the wrong time, then," he says helpfully. And it was both unlucky and unfortunate that all of these others would be picked up during the sweep... very unfortunate. He was learning by the day that innocent people got swept up in this war all the time, and that was the only word that could really sum it up: unfortunate.

    "I really do apologize for these delays. We are gathering evidence at the moment... and I am sure that this will be cleared up soon, and you all will be exonerated," he said quietly. He gave them all a small smile.

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    HorseshoeHorseshoe Registered User regular
    edited November 2008
    The Rodian snorted derisively.

    "Whahappen justice? Green boy ain't get no rights? No lawyer?"

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    Super NamicchiSuper Namicchi Orange County, CARegistered User regular
    edited November 2008
    "When out on the fringe, sometimes we must do without the conveniences that civilization brings. If you are all innocent, and I believe most of you are, then this will be cleared up shortly and you will be free to go. I promise."

    He tried to be as reassuring as possible.

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    HorseshoeHorseshoe Registered User regular
    edited November 2008
    "Rollin' in all 'truth n' justice' then change face 'cuz you on Kashyyyk? Man, kark that noise. This ain't fringe. Y'all don't know fringe, Jeedai. Korusanna like you ain't deal my fringe."

    The Rodian pulled the brim of his hat over his goggles, and positioned himself like he was about to take a nap.

    "Ain't tellin' you cac."

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    Super NamicchiSuper Namicchi Orange County, CARegistered User regular
    edited November 2008
    "Yes, well, I am sorry for your inconvenience."

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    INeedNoSaltINeedNoSalt with blood on my teeth Registered User regular
    edited November 2008
    Jaime said, "Where are my droids?"

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    Super NamicchiSuper Namicchi Orange County, CARegistered User regular
    edited November 2008
    "Confiscated, at the moment, along with your equipment, I'm afraid. Protocol."

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    INeedNoSaltINeedNoSalt with blood on my teeth Registered User regular
    edited November 2008
    Jaime glared at the Jedi and said, "I won't answer any questions without Z-3PO present."

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    Super NamicchiSuper Namicchi Orange County, CARegistered User regular
    edited November 2008
    Well, this is all pointless anyway, since you're not the spy.

    He didn't say this. "Well, it's unfortunate, but it is protocol."

    Kieran moved down to the two brothers, one of whom he knew at least was guilty. He wish this weren't so protracted - his abilities were definitely not tailored towards the finer points of interrogation. He wished he could be amongst the wroshyr trees, feeling the living Force around him. Instead all he felt was a feeling of imposing dread. He pushed it aside and let himself flow into the current of the Force, feeling amongst the threads of the future...
    Searching my Feelings (1d20+10=26)

    Searching my feelings to see if calling Teleur out on his crime will be favorable or unfavorable.

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    destroyah87destroyah87 They/Them Preferred: She/Her - Please UseRegistered User regular
    edited November 2008
    Teleur spoke up, "Protocol." He made it sound like a cuss word, "Stupid bucketheads took my switch blade. My favorite switch-blade!" He leans forward in his chair and Hadron pats Teleur on the back.

    Hadron looks Kieran in the eye, "What my brother means is that he is most upset over the loss of his effects. However I am sure justice will prevail and they will be returned to him without incident. As we are most certainly Not spies, Master Jedi." His smile is meant to be reassuring and friendly, but the effect is lessened when his brother mutters under his breath, "karking green sucker's prolly da spy anyhow."

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    Super NamicchiSuper Namicchi Orange County, CARegistered User regular
    edited November 2008
    There. As the man mentioned the knife, the Force rippled. That was it - that was the key. Reaching out his hand, from the small cache of equipment he drew the switchblade to his hand and examined it long and hard. "This is your knife, then," he said, mostly for his benefit. "Your lucky switchblade."
    Taking 10 for a 17 on my perception

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    HorseshoeHorseshoe Registered User regular
    edited November 2008
    Obh'ama tilted his head and one of his ears turned toward Telur.

    "Chu'taka me, boy? You did, gone be some rude brukk'p."

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    destroyah87destroyah87 They/Them Preferred: She/Her - Please UseRegistered User regular
    edited December 2008
    Teleur tries to rise from his seat but is held back by his brother, "You karkin right I'm talking to you, Greenskin. Wonder why the pearls even brought you in, dumb as you look. Matter of fact, they weren't here, I'd take you down an'make sure you neva get up again." He looks at Kieran and continues with his rant, "And you. With your mysterious magics an'yer fancy glow rod. You lose that thing n'I could take you down like nothin. So why don't you just gimme back my blade n'let us leave before you do something I make you regret."

    The trooper standing near Teleur looks at Kieran, "Do you want me to shut him up, Commander?"

    Hadron's face had become paler and paler during Teleur's outburst. At the troopers remark, he quickly stammers, "p. P..Please, that won't be necessary. My dear brother has a condition. He has issues with his temper. Normally his switchblade calms him down. But now, I do not think it would help. We have professed our innocence in this matter. Can you please release us, I have some medicine in our ship that can calm him."

    Rorrowaroo, silent until now, lets out a quiet snort of derision but makes no move away from the doorway. The commander beside him however reaches up to his helmet. He waits only a moment before giving a quick nod to Rorrowaroo and stepping outside without a word. Rorrowaroo returns the gesture before returning his attention to the specticle inside the room. Kieran can sense his master's slight irritation but he knows Rorrowaroo will never act on emotion alone.

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    HorseshoeHorseshoe Registered User regular
    edited December 2008
    "Bein' bishwag wermo a condition now, eh? Dat'zagudno."

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    Super NamicchiSuper Namicchi Orange County, CARegistered User regular
    edited December 2008
    "Please remain calm. You will be released when the guilty party has been uncovered," Kieran said quietly. He was like a rock weathering a storm, and Rorrowaroo offered a series of groans that Kieran responded to with a nod.

    "Please escort Teleur and his brother to the holding cells," he said finally. "They are the spies."

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    HorseshoeHorseshoe Registered User regular
    edited December 2008
    Obh'ama stayed seated, but tilted his head back, presumably to make eye contact (hard to tell with the goggles) with Kieran.

    "Can a Rodian get his gun back now? Got to get back on a hunt, a'eady late."

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    Cosmic SombreroCosmic Sombrero Registered User regular
    edited December 2008
    Galo threw down his glove in disgust. "Your master knew who the spies were, yet you wasted our time with this charade? I cannot believe I was pulled away from my work to participate in some some sort of training exercise. This will be a short war if your superiors are half as incompetent." Standing in front of Kieran with a haughty expression, Galo sniffed. "I will be leaving now. Assuming, you won't detain us any longer, that is."

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    HorseshoeHorseshoe Registered User regular
    edited December 2008
    "Yeah, what he say."

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    Super NamicchiSuper Namicchi Orange County, CARegistered User regular
    edited December 2008
    Kieran raised his hand. "Please wait a moment," he said.

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    destroyah87destroyah87 They/Them Preferred: She/Her - Please UseRegistered User regular
    edited January 2009
    “Yes, ‘please wait a moment!’ I must protest this injustice, my brother and I are loyal republic citizens! If you continue this farce, I assure you that I will be filing a formal complaint with the senate judiciary committee.” Hadron looks ready to continue but Teleur speaks quietly, “They aren‘t buying it, brother.” Not waiting for a response, Teleur rushes to his feet and attempts to grab the trooper’s rifle. The clone easily avoids the clumsy attempt and shoots Teleur in the stomach.

    “Brother!” Hadron cries, jumping to his feet and pulling a tiny dagger from his clothes. He waves it about, “Alright, nobody move and we‘ll be leaving… uh” He stops and pales as the clone troopers point their blasters at him. Teleur coughs from his position on the floor, “… Give it up brother, we‘ve lost.”

    The dagger drops to the floor with a clatter, “Uhmm… Yes. We surrender.”
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    3d8+3=14 14 damage.

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    Super NamicchiSuper Namicchi Orange County, CARegistered User regular
    edited January 2009
    Kieran had pulled the hilt of his lightsaber from his belt, thumb on the activator plate, as Hadron dropped the dagger with a clunk. He put it back.

    "Arrest them both," he said quietly to the troopers.

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