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| CC dCC <~0S
| CC KCC S
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AV
R - Rorworr,
Init: 12 +1 = 13
S - Set,
Init: 10 +2 = 12
D - Dorn,
Init: 10 +2 = 12
d - Deel,
Init: 8 +3 = 11
V - Vor'en,
Init: 8 +3 = 11
r - Rodian Rebel,
Init: 6 +2 = 8
S - Stormtroopers,
Init: 6 +2 = 8
K - Kelko,
Init: 2 +3 = 5
A - Arani,
Init: 1 +2 = 3
...... - Cargo door
C - Crates
<~0 - E-web blaster, power cable and portable generator
(===} - Cargo skiff
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Rorworr fires off a bolt from his bowcaster that solidly hits the E-Web repeater. Bit's of electronic shrapnel spray the nearby stromtroopers.
Attack: 9 +5 = 14, 25 damage.
Set takes aim at one of the troopers manning the E-web, and fires just as he puts his arms up to sheild his face from the blast of Rorworr's attack. Set blaster bolt takes the trooper in his unarmored armpit. The trooper tips over onto the ground, and lies motionless.
Attack: 11 +8 = 19, 9 damage.
Dorn loses himself in the Force, becoming one with his blaster pistol. The action on the battle seems to move in slow motion. He aims his blaster, and places a second bolt of energy in the precise spot that Rorworr's bowcaster hit. The E-web blaster burswts apart and falls off of it tripod mount.
Battlemind: 20 +6 = 16, +4 attack, -6 VP. Attack: 16 +8 +4 = 28, 15 damage.
From behind the crates, Deel and his rodian friend pop up to unload blaster fire at the invading stormtroopers. Deel's heavy blaster catches one trooper under the chin in his unprotected neck. The trooper staggers backward, clutching at his throat for a moment before slumping over the portable generator. The rodian's blast hits, but it only a glancing blow to the trooper's armor, and he continues fighting apparently unharmed.
The stormtrooper return fire, with their blaster carbines blazing. Deel, Dorn, Rorworr and Set are lucky, and dodge the incoming fire with only rattled nerves and a spot of singed fur to show for it. The unidentified rodian is unlucky, and takes a blaster bolt to the chest before she has a chance to duck back behind the crates. She falls back, sprawled out on the warehouse floor.
Kelko darts across the intervening space to stand over the fallen rodian. Deel looks down at the body, and then up at Kelko. "It's about time you arrived."
Vor'en, taking Arani's lead, runs with her to the corner of the warehouse. With all the blaster fire going on, there's no chance the troopers heard either of them.