Knights of the Old Republic - IC

“It seems we are destined to meet this Hutt,” Elan said, feeling comfortable again, having changed into his Jedi robes. “Our intention to stop the natives' hostilities should be in Popottus' best interests.”

“Unless he is the one providing the offworld weapons to the Hiss'agoth,”
he added, softly, out of O'jon's range of hearing. “By the way, be wary of that Falleen. Their pheromones can be as persuasive as a well executed mindtrick.”

“Let us go see this Hutt, then,”
Elan Xandar Renn said, straightening his back and pulling up the hood of his dark brown outer robe. “If it is the will of the Force, we shall avoid a conflict. If not, then we shall meet our destiny.”

OOC: [sblock] untrained galactic lore check 1d20+5 = 20, which allows Elan to recognize the Falleen[/sblock]
 

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Arro looks aorund, and lowers his voice volume so the Faleen can't hear him.

"If any of you begin behaving in a highly irratic matter around this Faleen, I shall point it out. If it is necessary to see this Poputtus then now seems as good a time as any...though I would have liked to see what he would gain from this planet being cut off from all others-if anything. If nothing, then I surmise that he may be genuine in wanting to help us. Even if he is a smuggler, his ships need hyperspace beacons to get in and out of system, the objects he smuggles off-world still need to be produced, and there still need to be buyers on-world for his products smuggled in."

Arro pauses for a moment and cocks his head to one side.

"That said, if he had some way to get his smugglers on and off-world, like a private hyperspace beacon, he would have a clear advantage--noone else will be able to move things on and off-planet, and he may have cut a deal with the natives to help them get all outsiders (save him and his men) off-planet in return for labor in exploiting the planet's natural resources..."
 


"That said, if he had some way to get his smugglers on and off-world, like a private hyperspace beacon, he would have a clear advantage--noone else will be able to move things on and off-planet, and he may have cut a deal with the natives to help them get all outsiders (save him and his men) off-planet in return for labor in exploiting the planet's natural resources..."

"That's a good point," Talesa said, quietly. "I hadn't considered that. I had assumed that the descutrion of the beacon could only hurt the Hutt's business, and that his actions would be, at least, have a similar goal to ours in mind."
 

OCC –note that I just want to keep the game moving along, and it seems that the group is mostly agreeing to go with the Falleen to see the Hutt… if this is not the case I can edit… but again, need to keep you moving forward. Hope that is cool ;))

O’jon smiles even wider when the Jedi agree, and leads them to the airyacht. Serrana, Jade and Talesa all find him to be strangely attractive and comfortable to be around, but quickly shake off the affects as the realize what is happening is not normal… O’jon just smells really, really good (although Serrana has the hardest time and the creature Falleen seems to delight and staring at the young Twi’lek. ARRO does notice the young Jedi smiling at O’jon more then might be healthy but then she shakes her head and starts frowning again).

The airyacht quickly lifts off and makes it way toward Popottus the Hutt’s palace, flying over most of the buildings, as O’jon points out different casinos that the Hutt owns and other ‘public work projects’ (or at least what a Hutt would consider public works).

The Duras pilot brings the craft in for a smooth touchdown on a roof-landing pad of the fortress/palace, some 100 meters above the valley floor. In fact, the top of the palace sticks up over the rim of the valley and affords a view of the desert beyond. What must be an advance reflective shield are in affect here as there is almost no wind or dust on the roof even through all can see it blowing hard in the desert areas.

There is only one other being awaiting them, a Wookiee, leaning causally on a large poleaxe like weapon, and a bowcaster slug over his shoulder. The left eye of the Wookiee appears to be cybernetic, and around his neck he is wearing what appears to be a necklace of bones and strangely the head of a protocol droid.

As the Jedi and ARRO disembark, the Wookiee growls something in Shyriiwook and then the eyes of the droid head start blinking and say in broken Basic “zzzcccrreechhh buzz Took you long enough green skin buzzzzzzzz-crakkk The boss worm will see you all now. Buzzzzz ccccceeeekkk

O’jon smiles polity at the Wookiee and bowing to Serrana and says “This way my masters, and I will take you to his most gracious and helpful presence, Popottus the Hutt, may his light forever grace the Republic.” The Falleen then lean leads them towards a large elevator platform near the landing pad that can easily accommodate three times as many people. Everyone of course notices that the Wookiee seems to wish to bring up the rear and casually slings the poleaxe over his shoulder.

The platform quickly lowers you down about five meters into a large audience like room, with golden engraved pillars spaced around a open area about twenty meters across and long. There are scores of other beings here, mostly back away from the open area… and a large fat orange colored Hutt lounging on a raised dais overlooking all.

Two red skinned Twi’lek girls, dressed in skimpy costumes crouch near the Hutts tail and stare intently at the Jedi… one of them is the Force User Jade, Elan and Jerac sensed earlier. Four Weequary guards wearing double suits of link-flex armor and armed with vibro-poleaxes are standing in front of the dais, while a dozen Gamorreans armed with axes and wearing primitive chain like armor are at the sides. The group also sees perhaps another score of other guards of various species, with blaster rifles slug over their shoulders and pistols at their sides, but who look fairly nervous and ready to use their weapons at a moment’s notice. There remains another score or so of beings, spread throughout the room but all staring at the Jedi now, drinking and muttering quietly among themselves. Most of these don’t look like they are armed or are anything more then common rift-raff and hanger-ons.

Ho, Ho, Ho, ba’wow’ ga go ta, itba toe mattie too? Dew est bo’wana go fo jus kaa waka doo. Ho, Ho, Ho” the Hutt says looking the group over. Its huge tongue then splits out of its mouth as it seems to lick its lips.
(OCC –spoiler for those that speak Huttese
[sblock]"Ha, these are the Jedi sent to save this dust bowl? They looks too small for much besides dancing at my court, Ha!"[/sblock]

O’jon Getta’norm smiles and bows again to the Hutt. Straightening up he looks back to the Jedi (Serrana in particular) and says with a charming smile “The most gracious and attractive of Hutts, Popottus, greets you with open arms and wishes you welcome to his most modest home
 

OOC: Nicholas is missing a language.

[sblock=OOC]Having recognized what the Faleen was, Serrana would have stayed as far away from him as possible. She knows she doesn't have a great Will def :).[/sblock]

Serrana backed away from the Faleen yet again, resisting the urge to pick something up with the Force and slug him with it.

Fear. Anger. Hatred. Of the Dark Side are they. The young Jedi knew that. Which was why she was trying so hard to keep her thoughts ordered. It wasn't working very well. Fear, she could manage; truly told, Serrana wasn't afraid of much. She'd always been lucky, and quite possibly counted on that too much. Hatred, she could manage; save for whoever killed her parents and those who traded in Twi'lek girls, she just didn't hate anybody. Anger, though, that was a problem.

[sblock=Ryl]
"I think the slug just insulted us, guys." Serrana said.
[/sblock]
 
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“Greetings, oh wise and powerful Popottus,” Elan says, inclining his head. “I am Elan Xandar Renn. My companions and I have been sent by Jedi Master Nomi Sunrider to find a swift and peaceful resolution to the conflict engulfing this system.”

“We would appreciate any information you have on the native insurgency, as well as any aid you can provide us.”


OOC:
[sblock] Elan takes 10 on Perception check (Sense Influence) to determine if Popottus is under mind affecting control of someone else. 10+10=20, which is good enough to succeed.[/sblock]
 

OOC Question: [sblock]Can Sense Deception (use of the Perception skill) be used to discern truth from lies? (as in ‘your thoughts betray you…’) If it can, then Elan makes a 1d20+10 = 27 roll to evaluate the Hutt’s responses.[/sblock]
 

Talesa was disturbed by the attraction she felt towards O’jon, it disturbed the serenity and equilibrium of her mind. She spent most of the trip to the palace in meditation, clearing her mind and mentally reciting the Jedi oath over and over.

After they arrived, she took in the the Hutt's throne room. She hoped it wouldn't come to a fight, they were badly outnumbered here, and that was just the security in the open.

[sblock]Talesa will take ten on a force perception check (26) to look for anything out of the ordinary in the room. Security systems or anything that indicates that the room is a trap.[/sblock]
 

Elan said:
“Greetings, oh wise and powerful Popottus,” Elan says, inclining his head. “I am Elan Xandar Renn. My companions and I have been sent by Jedi Master Nomi Sunrider to find a swift and peaceful resolution to the conflict engulfing this system.”

“We would appreciate any information you have on the native insurgency, as well as any aid you can provide us.”


OOC:
[sblock] Elan takes 10 on Perception check (Sense Influence) to determine if Popottus is under mind affecting control of someone else. 10+10=20, which is good enough to succeed.[/sblock]

OOC Question: [sblock]Can Sense Deception (use of the Perception skill) be used to discern truth from lies? (as in ‘your thoughts betray you…’) If it can, then Elan makes a 1d20+10 = 27 roll to evaluate the Hutt’s responses.[/sblock]

(OCC –yes you can use Sense Deception this way. Elan senses that Q’jon is not exactly translating what the Hutt is saying. Also Elan gets the strong feeling that the Hutt is ‘off’ and is quite possibly under some form of mind-altering Force power)

It is then as the Jedi are standing before the Hutt, and feeling unease about the palace… there is a strong sense of a disturbance in the Force here… Not only minor uses of the Force in dark and evil ways but also instead something very dark and terrible has taken place in this very room, someone strong in the Dark Side of the Force has causes a tainting here…

Use the Force - Serrana +12 =20; Jade +16 =35; Talesa +16=17; Elan +15=34; Jerac +13=18; Nicholas +16=23 (1d20+12=20, 1d20+15=35, 1d20+16=17, 1d20+15=34, 1d20+13=18, 1d20+16=23)

Jade and Elan both feel a sharp pain in their heads for a second and then have a flash… of face maybe, a peek on some great evil…

spoiler for Jade and Elan only please [sblock]You get no name for this Dark Sider only a look at its face and only for a second. He is standing before Popottus the Hutt with a red lightsaber burning before him… and the Hutt staring strangely back upon him[/sblock]


Popottus seems to smile down Elan’s sudden displeasure and says in a booming voice Ist’toe a wanga po? Te maja tato dis. Roba cobba wa dis ajaa no wakaa be da. Do Poure uwanta ja’waka ba? Sawwa Sake a waa’ka ro’co soo dow. Gob waka gauda ist wa’ka sak, bawaka wa ba.

(OCC- spoiler for those whom speak Huttese [sblock]"You Jedi have many sweet words don’t you? Sweet word but weakness. So long as you do not disrupt my businesses here I will aid you. You seek the Pure as they are the ‘terrorist’, yes? They are hiding in the mountains to the north of here in a valley called Summers Lake. Go there now and destroy them and I will provide you with a group of my personal guards…"[/sblock]

O’jon smiles to Elan and says “The great and merciful Popottus the Hutt welcomes your kind words Elan Xandar Renn, and wishes you peace and success. In his infinite wisdom and knowledge, our glorious lord knows whom you seek, this terrorist group the Pure and he knows of their location to the north of here in a place the locals call Summers Lake in a mountainous valley. The kind and gentle Popottus the Hutt also wishes these terrorist to be destroyed and will grant you access to a number of his best personal guards to hunt down and exterminate these vermin as quickly and painlessly as possible.

Talesa said:
[sblock]Talesa will take ten on a force perception check (26) to look for anything out of the ordinary in the room. Security systems or anything that indicates that the room is a trap.[/sblock]

(OCC -Talesa notes behind Popottus’s raised dais there are two large cage partially concealed in the back wall. Talesa senses something very dark and evil there, and another small ripple in the Force emanating from these cages. Whatever is in there is not Force Sensitive, but they have been ‘tainted’ or ‘changed’ by the Dark Side of the Force…)
 

Given what she senses, Serrana, concentrates her senses, trying to discover what is hidden here (take 10 on Force Perception = 22 to Notice Targets and Sense Influence).

Persuasion (1d20+12=32)

"The Pure would a minor nuissance without modern weapons, true? It seems to me that the wise and powerful Hutt might know something of how to uncover that trail." Serrana said.
 

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