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It's good to be a licensed property, isn't it? :cool: Thank you, Uncle George.

Here's my new stats... I did swap around my Str, Con and Wis scores to better suit my personality. Deel Surool: Male Twi'lek Scoundrel 6; Init +3 (+3 Dex); Defense 17 (+4 class, +3 Dex); Spd 10m; VP/WP 30/11; Atk +8 melee (2d4/19-20, vibrorapier), +8 ranged (3d8, heavy blaster) or +8 ranged...

And besides... It's not like there aren't other interesting options for you Set. Hrmm... Dark Side Marauder perhaps? Or maybe something from the Power of the Jedi Sourcebook?

Hey wait a minute... I thought you guys crashed my ship into a pile of rubble on some uncharted jungle planet.

Must have taken a wrong turn at Tatooine...

Down with Uncle George! Vive le Revolution!

Right then. Ever since Uncle George decided to take over writing the script for our movie, things have been going downhill... Melodramatic love scenes, campy dialogue, contrived plotlines and not nearly enough action sequences! Not to mention that I've been written out of the entire script...

Deel quickly steps into the passenger lounge as the engines warm up. He sets a datacard and two small cases down on a table. "These will help you find out what the Trade Federation is up to. The datacard has information on the other Vor-Cal guests, and the cases contain a set of tracking...

Vor'en apparently has never seen a really starship race in the midst of the Tapani Nebula... Deel steps out of the turbolift after Vor'en, and hislekku stiffen in irritation at the spectacle taking place on the hotel rooftop. "Sia! This is no time for acrobatics!" He shouts as he stalks across...

Or maybe something in the bubblebath? "I don't think so," Deel turns a suspicious eye toward the carafe of spring water sitting on the breakfast tray, "but if there is, I should distill it, bottle it and sell it. I'd make a fortune."

Deel's lekku writhe and slither their way over and around Valara's shoulders and neck in obvious satisfaction. Once she gives him a chance to catch his breath, he straightens his cravat and clears his throat. "You are most welcome." The look Deel shoots Arani after kissing the Force Adept is...

"My dear, you are nearly as wonderful as you think I am," Deel compliments. The bounding Jedi nearly bowls over a servitor droid that had just arrived outside the front door with the room service Deel had just ordered. Buzzing a reprimand at Sia-Lan, the SE4 droid pushes a small repusor cart...

"Incessantly," Deel reminds her, having finished ordering breakfast. Deel steps over and pats the droid on its dome, "The fellows at the GAS office called him Bait, though I haven't the foggiest notion why. He seemed to respond to the name quickly enough." The astromech twitters an...

"Well then, if you two would be so kind as to wake the others, I'll order some room service." Deel enters the suite and walks over to the hotel intercomm unit. Zeev trots in from the hallway at Deel's heel, followed closely by a short charcoal grey R2 astromech droid. Deel finishes the order...

The door opens to Deel's bright smiling face. "Good morning, Sunshines," he greets Arani and Sen, "I trust it would be to much to hope that you are all awake, packed and ready to depart?"

"You can all get a good night's rest," he admonishes, "and tell Dorn 'Good Luck and may the Force be with him'... He'll need it." Deel turns to sign off, but looks back at Arani for a moment, "It certainly took you long enough." The screen goes blank.

Deel rings up the holocomm unit in the corner of the living room. When Arani answers, he continues, "Ah, here it is... Last year it was Reek, before that it was pierceskimmers, before that it was k'lor'slugs, and then rolk-mangir, bonegnawers and corellian sand panthers. "Really, it looks...

"Of course," Deel replies, "But it will take me a few moments to look it up, allow me call you back in a minute." He hangs up.

[OOC:] If you look, there's probably a holocomm terminal in the hotel suite too... Deel's voice replies from the commlink, "Arani! My dear little princess. Do tell Sia that I have just finished picking out her new hoverboard. It is incredibly expensive, thouroughly beautiful, surprisingly...

Deel leads you through the plush lobby and into a turbolift that take you all to the upper floors of the hotel. He produces a set of passcards which he hands out, after opening a door labeled "Shey Tapani Suite". It is a lavish suite of rooms, featuring an expansive living room with an...