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"I'll go with you." Rorworr calls after Kelko. "Never hurts to have an extra pair of hands around." Never one to miss a meal, Rorworr does pause to take his food with him, emptying his plate into a paper bag. Snack in hand, the Wookie heads off the Pathfinder, munching on chips as he goes.

The entire extent of my knowledge of the sector...

Rolling his eyes skyward, Rorworr lets Sia drag him back into the bar. "May the Force be with me, I've got a feeling I'm going to need it!" He calls back to his assembled companions in the slightly more salubrious surroundings of the diner.

Rorworr catches Sia as she is unceremoniously pitched out of the bar. He scowls at the closest barflys, before helping the Jedi back to the restaurant, chuckling at Arani's remark. "I wouldn't worry, Sia, these people just aren't ready for your hip new style yet." He says with a wide grin...

"Come and have a drink." Rorworr offers Kelko, trying to cheer up the Rodian (although I'm not sure that the alcohol this place will have to offer will do that ;)). He quickly finishes his food and heads after Sia into the bar. Ordering a couple of drinks, he calls "Hi" to Sia, making in...

*"Oh come on, you wimp, it looks like fun."* "I'm really not sure Master Rorworr. Miss Arani said it is a hive of scum and villainy. My programming does not cover the correct protocols for such places. *"Hmm, maybe we should get that fixed. Kaz, what do you think?"* The Wookie calls over...

"Sounds like fun." Rory slaps Kaz on the back in a friendly fashion. "Although I think I'll skip on the rocket fuel this time..."

"Sounds like my kind of place." Rorworr grins widely to Arani. "I'm in." Deciding that his bowcaster isn't really appropriate dress for an evening out, Rory straps on a blaster pistol. "And I don't need brushing, least of all by you." He adds, mock-seriously, to Sia. "The last time I let...

Rory pats Kelko on the shoulder comfortingly. "Nice to know it's not just me who feels the ship's out to get them." He grins. "Now, let's fix the airlock, and you cheer up, OK? No one could take your place, you're the best pilot amongst us by some way." Walking into the doorway, Rorworr...

I'd be perfectly happy to live on Oasis Station, but then what else do you expect from a spacer Wookie? :) I'm happy to move on when the rest of the group is ready.

The sounds of hammering cease, and Rorworr walks down the gangplank out of the ship, wiping his hands on an oily rag. He takes a seat on a nearby cargo container, and watches the Jedi train. Rorworr winces at this news. "You know it's going to blame me for that, don't you. It's never liked...

Thanks for the tip, that's a real time saver :)

There's the sound of something electrical sparking, and Rorworr slides out from under the control panel, fur smoking slightly. "I swear, this ship's got it in for me. Dorn, pass me the mallet, would you?" Now better armed, the Wookie returns to work, the sound of hammering echoing through the...

Following Arani's lead, Rorworr's relationships with, and opinions of, the rest of the party. This is just my impression, and I'll change things if needed, to better suit other people's ideas of their characters. Sia-Lan: Sia is a bit... energetic, even for Rory, but she shows a vitality and...

How come we don't have any female Wookies in the cast? Of course, telling which are male and which female is hard enough for us, let alone you poor humans :D;)

Sliding out from under a control panel, Rorworr straightens his "Where the heck is Oasis Station?" cap. "Clothes, never understood the fuss about them. But I might give my fur a good shampoo." The Wookie briefly combs his hair with his claws, before picking up a wielding mask and torch and...

Rorworr has hardly spent any time away from the Pathfinder III since arriving in dock. He's been working on both repairing the ship, and making friends with the computer... and having limited success with both. "OK, who wants to tell Deel we smashed his ship?"

Pbartender: PirateCat or one of the other admin-types might be able to help you get in contact with any players you don't have an e-mail addy for. And yay! New adventure soon :)

Rorworr, hairy and in charge! :D I'm still here folks! Sorry about going a bit AWOL during the last week or so, things got a bit hectic at my end.

Rorworr flinches as the ship shakes, almost as if he's being hurt. Turning in his seat, he scowls at Kaz. "I thought you said the backup worked on this ship? You think you can fix it?" He returns his concentration to the controls, madly weaving the ship to avoid incoming fire.