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Tersh strolls calmly out of the meeting room, putting on his combat gloves while he does so. Ignoring the frantic movements of everyone else, he pulls out his commlink and dials Verena's commlink that he had given her. "Verena? This is Tersh. Please gather any other students you can find and...

Kiykik would probably stay away form taverns and places like that, preferring to stay aloof. He may be an ambassader, but that does mean he's going to act like a human and join in the debauchery (Note, this is kobold feelings, not necessairly true)

Tersh takes another sip of his coffee. Finished, he puts the cup down and sighs. "I beleive some explanation is in order, Master. If we're going to be in charge of this academy, whe should at least know what this meeting is about. And I mean the truth, not jsut what we're telling the students...

Aquaintinces oyu say? Yah, I guess he'd know him. I can imagine the otehr Kobold would look up to him. (Being a dragonwrought kobold is one thing, breathing fire at will is a whole 'nother story)

You shake your head in confusion, squinting at the harsh light. Eventually your eyes adjust, and you find yourself in a cold, steel room. You're not sure how you knows this, but you have a sinking feeling that you've been here before. This place is obviously a morgue, what with the dead body...

bump.

Alright. As Brickface flexes his granite muscles, he begins to hear the screeching of metal on stone. With one loud grunt, he yanks his arms to the side, and the alien metal shatters. He does the same with his feat. Solos: You can hear this through the wall to your left. It is rather...

If he doesn't post by tomorrow I'll consider him an NPC until he returns.

Tersh clears his throat before speaking. "I will watch over this rodian boy. Maybe our simialr loss of parentage can allow me to get through to the lad."

Kikyik's kind of a loner. Don't think they'd be friends.

Aye. Would imperial officer archetype work?

2 totally different areas right now.

Tersh frowns as he scans the contents of his datapad. "It says here that the rodian boy's mother was killed in the rescue. Is it not possible that the boy is angry that those who saved him killed his mother while doing so?" He puts the datapad down. "Was it truely necessary to kill the boy's...

As you reach down with your hands, you grasp onto the opening and pull. You hear the cruching of metal as your hands sink into the hard steel just as you pull. You feel a woosh of air as you are propelled outwards into the light. A large clanging noise erupts form underneath you as you are flung...

Okay. You were out on the street, minding your own business, using your guise not to look out of place, acting like a regular old Joe, and this suit comes up to you. He must have known you were a mutant beforehand. You can't really tell how long you were knocked out for, as their are no windows...

No that's okay. Been wanting to play a noble for a long time anyway.

Tersh grins. We Jedi are known for taking things much too seriously. I was simply afraid you would see danger around every corner and act on such feelings. My first worry is for the children, as they are the future of the Jedi. We should be thankful for our fortune in students, not condescending.

Hmmm... I'll be a noble then.

Who votes we eat the pig?

I was thinknig a human scoundrel 2/soldier 2 Maybe use an archetype from the Heroes Guide (the infilatrator looks good)