Knights of the Old Republic - IC

"Jade, none of us speak Shriiwook, Wookies can't speak basic, your informant was scared to death of the guy, and he's wearing a necklace of humanoid bones. And he's probably too tough for me drop him in one shot. We don't want that Wookie with us; next to the darksider and just maybe the Hutt, he's probably the most dangerous person here." Serrana hisses softly.
 

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"The wookie does appear to have an interpreter droid at his service. I suspect it is better to have a known enemy in our midst than have him behind us where we are unable to monitor his progress"
 

Sighing, Jade looks around at her fellow Jedi, they had already had this discussion on the Glory, and yet it was happening again. "As we discuss this here in front of them we squander what little esteem these frontier world people have for us. To succeed in this mission we are going to need every scrap of authority that we can muster. In worlds like this it is action that is held in high regard, being decisive. Everyone should have a say, but there are times when it is absolutely critical to just act and defer to one spokeswoman."

"If the wookie is going to followus regardless, having him availible to answer questions and where we can watch him is preferable to being able to do neither. And Talesa, fear is of the darkside, we cannot allow fear to close off an avenue to a swifter resolution of this crisis. Jedi must place the needs of everyone before their own, including their safety."
 

"Enough!" Came a simple flash of telekinetic thought from Nicolas to the assembled padawan, looking pointedly at each and every memeber of the group, From one to another to another, the meaning in his eyes as clear as he could make it. Jade was right in this much at least, that a show of solidarity was what they needed, though with such a large group from such disparate backgrounds, it was no wonder they had difficulty finding it.

"Mighty Popottus, as you can see our choices on the matter are many, And we still have much to determine about this group and its origins. While we will happily accept your offer of aid in the future, I fear that taking any such indulgance from you would leave us in a precarious position. Surely a hutt as powerful and mighty as yourself understands the concept of prestation, If you do these things, offering us a guide and a room, we would be obliged to work towards your intrests a little more than any others."

"With that in mind we will certainly call upon your servants and your help the moment we require it, and indeed we will keep you updated with any of our needs. I sense from you a genuine desire to make money. Having this planet lost to the intersteller void will not help you in that regard." He smiled, giving a little half laugh. "If there is nothing else?"

((Ooc: Sorry for the belated posts, running around like a chicken without a head all week, should be back to a regular posting schedule after the 8th when I get home from my trip, till then it'll be eratic.

Taking 10, he can reach any other padawan even if they don't want him to =). Also, Nicolas isn't missing a language *laugh* I didn't think it was in his background to have him speak any.))
 

Shalimar said:
"... Everyone should have a say, but there are times when it is absolutely critical to just act and defer to one spokeswoman."

Elan Xandar Renn remainded silent, and looked expectantly at his fellow padawans.

As he often did in times of doubt, he remembered the wise words of his old master, Arios Vol:

Beware pride, Elan, for it leads to the Dark Side of the Force...

No matter what lay ahead, Elan Xandar Renn would face it without fear, for the Force was his ally, and a powerful ally it was.
 

With missing a beat, O’jon simply smiles and bows to the Jedi and to Nicholas he says “Our grand and exalted master, Popottus the Hutt is only to happy to help, but understands completely that you might wish to achieve your goals without outside interference. He only asks in the most modest and humble way that if you need help, do not hesitate to call upon his aid. We look forward to your resolution of the situation and a return to peace and harmony here on our little part of the Republic

With that O’jon leads you back to the roof where the pilot returns the Jedi to the landing pad area and the Star Jewel.
 

As the airyacht is coming in for a landing just outside the landing pad area…

Perception Rolls - Serrana +12=22, Jade +10=18, Talesa +16=17, Elan +10=23, Arro +3=19, Jarec +5=10, Nicholas +5=7 (1d20+12=22, 1d20+10=18, 1d20+16=17, 1d20+10=23, 1d20+3=19, 1d20+5=10, 1d20+5=7)

…Serrana and Elan notice a group of robe figures standing back a bit and seem to be watching the group with more interest than one might think normal. There are four or five of them, somewhat back in the shadows near another landing area wall. Neither can tell what species this group is or if they are armed. It could be nothing… but they both get a strange inching and hint of danger about them.
 

"I was able to get a glimpse of the...I'm almost certain it was a Sith, that affected the Hutt so deeply with the force. I wanted the Wookie to question, and unfortunately now that avenue of information is closed to us. Your fear has served us well. Through fear we will maintain our ignorance, through ignorance we will fail those depending on us, through our failure will the Universe fall to chaos." Jade whispers, a mocking parody of the Jedi code.

"A half-dozen Jedi and a war droid could handle a single wookie. I also wanted to inquire of him as to the history of the dancing girls. I do consider all angles before I speak, can you honestly say the same, and that you look to the force as well? These type of situations is what I grew up handling. I defer to the more martial apprentices in battles and tactics, it is only wise to do the same for me in the realm of complex social situations."

"Each of us apprentices have areas of expertise, and it is to the experts in a given field that leadership must devolve. There is simply not always time to discuss things, and our foes will rarely give us the time to do so."
 
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Deception check (1d20+7=10)
Deception check (reroll) (1d20+7=27) Serrana tries to point out the figures watching them without their observers noticing (taking advatage of her Twi'lek abiltiy to re-roll a decepiton check)

"Perhaps. But we had to get out of there -- one misstep and we would have had a pair of assassins, some darkside-tainted monsters, and a Wookie bounty hunter on us, not too mention the Force only knows how many guards. And it's quite possible that something you don't notice, like say, those fellows over there, could present a threat." Serrana said.
 

“It seems we have drawn some attention,” Elan muttered to himself under his breath. “Is it the Pure, I wonder? Perhaps this is an opportunity to establish contact, though they must be understandably suspicious of us.”

Elan searched his feelings, trusting in the Force to provide guidance to his steps.

OOC: [sblock] Elan searches his feelings to determine if initiating a conversation with the group behind them, not immediately, but sometime within the next 10 minutes, will result in open hostility from the strangers. (DC=15, thus, automatically succeeds.)[/sblock]
 

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