Hayabusa's Dawn of Defiance: Chapter I: The Traitor's Gambit

[Songdragon]

Mir sits and listens to the discussion of others as she enjoys some small piece of serenity as she knows it will not last for long. She also studies Ylenic a bit, trying to see what she can glean from the powerful force user.

(ready to continue whenever everyone else is... )

 

[possum]

The doors to the Grand Hall open, and in strides a middle-aged man who has a well-kept goatee and is wearing Senatorial robes. Easily recognizable as Bail Organa, he smiles and nods to the servants before turning to you. “Welcome to Alderaan,” he says. “I had hoped we might meet under more pleasant circumstances, but unfortunately the Empire makes almost everything unpleasant. Still, I am glad to see that the . . . difficulties at the spaceport above Brentaal didn’t impede you too much.

“I’ve asked you to join me today because the agents of mine that you rescued seem to think you can be trusted. Since you worked hard to help them, I believe I can put my faith in you as well. I have a task that needs to be completed, but unfortunately my status as a Senator prevents me from taking care of it myself, or even from sending someone directly associated with the Royal Family.

“The planet Felucia was ravaged during the Clone Wars, but once the fighting was over, the Empire set up a permanent facility on the world. Nothing large—just a small garrison where they could keep prisoners out of the way. Some months ago, I was contacted by an Imperial Admiral who was disillusioned with the way the Empire had twisted the once-great Republic, and he began feeding me sensitive information. A little over a week ago, that communication stopped. My agents tell me that the Admiral has been taken to Felucia, where he is being held against his will. I’d like you to learn what has become of him, and rescue him if you can.”

 

[perrinmiller]

Mack's eyes narrow at the mention of a rescue mission and the wheels start working in his brain, "Thank you for your hospitality. Well I for one can be trusted and can go along a mission such as this. But I am sure we have some business to discuss first, with regards to our last mission." Mack gives a quick glance at Sloor, who Mack is almost sure will have something to say regarding payments and such, but continues before the Besalisk starts really haggling with the Senator, "We acquired some items that need to be exchanged for something more easily spendable, preferably credits. Perhaps someone in your organization has use for some of these items. We also need some gear as well."

 

[Songdragon]

Mir nods her head with respect at Organa's appreciation, "Thank you, Senator."

At the mention of Felucia Mir attempts to remember what she knows of the planet... (1d20+8=28 I guess she recalls a lot. - Along with any basics of the planet and the like, does Mir happen to know anything about the Imperial presence?)

"What can you tell us this Admiral? I mean what does he look like? If found and we happen to get him out of Imperial hands, will he be cooperative?" She asks the Senator.

 

[Binder Fred]

[SHIP]

Aboard the ship... "Do not worry about it Sloor. You have probably been doing this for sometime. I only get to play now and again. Not too many boards, or power for that matter, out in the wilds." Mir says with a smile.

Too obvious it is : hard to pull one over on that one, apparently. He *still* takes the credits though.

[CAAMASI]

"I do not know their true reasoning, nor did they give it." Ylenic replies. "The official story is that there were several Separatist bombs on the planet that detonated, each of them extremely high yield. Most of those that I have spoken with have denied such claims."

"Never is war over before its seering, sharp-toothed brood has been sown," comments the hover droid with an ominous clicking of its manipulators.

Crazy corers are blowing up each other's planets, is what Sloor is getting out of it.

Thankfully for Sloor, just then the doors to the Grand Hall open and in strides a middle-aged man [etc]

[SENATORIAL DUTIES]

"I am sure we have some business to discuss first, with regards to our last mission." Mack gives a quick glance at Sloor, who Mack is almost sure will have something to say regarding payments and such, but continues before the Besalisk starts really haggling with the Senator, "We acquired some items that need to be exchanged for something more easily spendable, preferably credits. Perhaps someone in your organization has use for some of these items. We also need some gear as well."

Sloor sighs: started of very well, but veered a bit off course there at the end.

"*Speaking* awf past and future business, I was tawld you were a generaus man..." He gives the senator a steady gaze, upper arms crossed, lower akimbo.

«Response Bail Organna?

 

[possum]

What Mir Knows About Felucia (I assumed you used Galactic Lore)
[sblock]
During the Clone Wars, Felucia was a major stronghold for the Separatists, especially the Commerce Guild. At least two battles were fought on the planet. Since their defeat, Separatist remnants have gone into hiding on the planet, taking shelter in small enclaves in the fungal wilderness. There is currently an Imperial presence in Kway Teow to gather Gossam slaves for export, as well as to take samples of the biological agents from the abundant plant life[/sblock]

"Business, of course," Senator Organa says as he turns to Sloor. "Each of you will get 2,000 credits, as well as the promise of more work if the mission goes successful. I will of course honor any business agreement you made with Maya," he adds.

"As for the admiral; Gilder Varth is a veteran of the Clone Wars and an honorable man. He commanded one of the ships at the Battle of Coruscant and was promoted due to his bravery. His loyalty to the Empire seemed unwavering, but once you've seen what he has seen..." He hands Mir a datacard containing a saved HoloNet report of the Admiral--then Captain's--actions during the Battle of Coruscant.

Bail Organa offers 40% of the Core Book values of the gear, and states that there really isn't a lot on Alderaan weapons wise to requisition.

OOC: What do you want?

 

[Songdragon]

(( Sorry Possum, yes Galactic Lore ))

Mir considers the myriad of information she remembers of the planet she and her companions are being sent too. A smile appears upon her face as she realizes that they are heading into an area where she excels.

She listens to the Senator explain more and takes the datacard from him with a nod.

"Be sure to pack your boots and survival gear, looks like we are heading into a fungal jungle," Mir says to the others.

Mir turns to Organa, "Transportation to and from Felucia will be provided?"


((ooc: Mir's looking for a Camouflage Poncho (+5 to stealth)<Galaxy at War p46> for 125 cr, and any Flashflesh Medpacs (+5 to treat injury) <Threats of the Galaxy p54> for 600cr, and probably a breath mask and a few canasters. Never know when they will come in handy.))

 

[Binder Fred]

"Business, of course," Senator Organa says as he turns to Sloor. "Each of you will get 2,000 credits, as well as the promise of more work if the mission goes successful. I will of course honor any business agreement you made with Maya," he adds.

Surprisingly, Sloor nods without trying to bargain up the price. "The deal was 500 creds a day each with a 500 cred advance taw days agaw, Senatawr man." Simple maths, and the besalisks's crooked grin, point to the fact that a day's pay is missing somewhere...


«Once that's resolved:
"Alright, saw we're dawing a prisan break, are we? I figure we'll need some explawsive charges and as many stun and EMP grenades as you can lay your hands awn. Jetpacks, scrambler tech awn all our cawms and maybe a hawlawcanverter? My drawid will alsaw need sawm free repairs by a - discreet tech befawr we gaw."


«PERSUASION/HAGGLING, perticularly for the last sentence: 1d20+8=26. Pretty good!
[sblock=Gear request]For all:
Scrambler on our coms (400creds each, Base book)
Jetpacks (300 creds each, Base book) +1 for the admiral?

Pieces:
Explosive Charges (1500creds), Detonite might work too in a pinch (500 creds)
Stun grenades (250creds each)
EMP grenades (500creds each, Clone Wars Campaign book), Ion will do in a pinch (250creds each)
Holoconverter (3000creds, Galaxy of Intrigue)

TB's repairs (Sloor will contribute as much of his own creds as need be for this):
Hovering 6 (2050creds)
Internal com link (scrambled) (650creds)
Videorecorder/transmitter (50creds)
Carrying Strength +3 (1500 creds)
Darkvision (150creds)[/sblock]

Mir listens to the Senator explain more and takes the datacard from him with a nod.

"Want taw daw it right naw, Sra?" The besalisk unholsters his datapad, card-slot ready and waiting.

"Be sure to pack your boots and survival gear, looks like we are heading into a fungal jungle," Mir says to the others.

"A freck - excuse my huttese. Hawt?" questions Sloor, who hates hot with a passion (and isn't too fond of planets to begin with). "Pawisawnaus freck all awver the place?"

2000 might be too low after all, complimentary gear or not.

 

[perrinmiller]

Mack replies on the discussion of equipment, "Agreed, secure comms are must. During the flight I was able to get the helmet suite taken care of. I also think we need a Security Kit, to deal with locks. A computer Interface Visor would be nice as well."

He asks Sloor specifically, "What about some medical gear for TB, we might need some anti-toxins and such. Perhaps I can program him for some Surgical Expertise as well. What about the hover sled, maybe we can get a good price for that?"
[sblock=Gear]Computer Interface Visor 1200cr (KoTOR book)
Security Kit 750cr (Core Book)
Mechanical Interface Visor 1250cr (KoTOR Book)
Anti-toxin Patches 25cr (Gal of Intrigue)
Toxin Detector 750cr (Gal of Intrigue)
Would like a RFX/K Medisensor 1100cr (Star Wars d20 Arms & Equipment Guide)
Sound Sponge 3500cr (Force Unleashed)[/sblock]

 

[possum]

An aide comes and whispers into Senator Organa's ear. "I don't think you have anything to worry about toxic atmosphere on the planet. Unless you're sleeping right on top of one of the giant mushrooms for three nights straight, I am very certain they'll pose no threat to you, health-wise. If you'd like breath masks, we'd be happy to provide them for you.

A lot of this equipment, I don't think that you all would need," Organa says, trimming the sound sponge and one of the visors from Mack's list (choose which one you feel you need the most for the mission). From Sloor's list, he trims the explosive charges, ordering only detonite for the mission. The holoconverter and jetpacks are also on the cut list.

As for your droid,"[/color] Organa says as he looks at Sloor, "I'll have tech, a good and trusted one, to install anything you want on him on our cost. The parts, however, you'll have to pay for them yourself."

OOC: Sorry guys, just trying to control the wealth situation here. Don't want to make it too easy.