Star Wars: Tales of the Jedi part 2
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"We are en route," the raspy-voiced pilot replies. A few minutes later, you are able to see a small corvette of an unknown make touch down near the enemy ship.
The entrance ramp opens and a large man steps down onto the dusty ground. He has blond hair, but dark stubble on his face. "Greetings fellow Jedi," he says, an aristocratic accent on his speach, "I'm Barrison Draay."
Not long after his introduction, a thin man with dark hair comes slowly out of the ship. He slouches somewhat and carries a blaster rifle.
The entrance ramp opens and a large man steps down onto the dusty ground. He has blond hair, but dark stubble on his face. "Greetings fellow Jedi," he says, an aristocratic accent on his speach, "I'm Barrison Draay."
Not long after his introduction, a thin man with dark hair comes slowly out of the ship. He slouches somewhat and carries a blaster rifle.
possum
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The noble Jedi nods and begins to head inside of the raiders' transport. Haazen heads towards the group and addresses you. "We've recovered the bodies of your comrades and a small funeral detail has been arranged by the local militia. What little of the warriors that remained after you got through with this area have been taken care of."
possum
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When you contact the Jedi library on Ossus, it is not the faces of the council there that first answers, but it is the face of your Jedi master. His snout droops in sadness from feeling the deaths of his students from parsecs away.
"Anariel, Lorem, Kestrel," he says. "I'm sorry for your losses. If only I had sent out help a little earlier. Perhaps, however, this was the will of the Force. For there truly is no death, but the Force. I suggest you head to Coruscant as quick as you can. Barrison Draay and Haazen can finish what is left of your investigation there. I'll fill you in."
Kestrel, however, suggests that she remain behind, a suggestion that Master Thy'wen agrees to.
"Anariel, Lorem, Kestrel," he says. "I'm sorry for your losses. If only I had sent out help a little earlier. Perhaps, however, this was the will of the Force. For there truly is no death, but the Force. I suggest you head to Coruscant as quick as you can. Barrison Draay and Haazen can finish what is left of your investigation there. I'll fill you in."
Kestrel, however, suggests that she remain behind, a suggestion that Master Thy'wen agrees to.
Rhun
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OOC: Sorry Possom. Apparently I missed that last post!
"Very well, Master Thy'wen. Lorem and I shall return immediately." With a bow to the Jedi Master, Anariel ends the communication. She smiles at Kestrel, and offers the young woman her hand. "Good luck, Kestrel. Take care of yourself." After saying her goodbyes, Anariel will grab Lorem, and lead him back to their transport.
"Very well, Master Thy'wen. Lorem and I shall return immediately." With a bow to the Jedi Master, Anariel ends the communication. She smiles at Kestrel, and offers the young woman her hand. "Good luck, Kestrel. Take care of yourself." After saying her goodbyes, Anariel will grab Lorem, and lead him back to their transport.
possum
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OOC: It's okay.
Your ship lifts off from the formerly besieged planet, flying through the smoke of the still smouldering buildings on the ground. The city itself is in ruins, and will take a lot of time, effort, and credits to clean up and rebuild.
The comlink on your ship beeps as soon as you leave orbit, and answering it reveals the form of Vandar Tokare. He looks at the two of you and then begins.
"Your master has already told you to report to Coruscant, but now I can tell you why. As you may know, the election for new Supreme Chancellor is coming up in the next year. One of our own--a Master Sidrona Diath--is in the running, and something disturbing happened on one of his campaign stops on Coruscant yesterday morning."
The screen switches to a political rally on the ecumenopolis, a crowd of beings from numerous species chatters as two dark-skinned human males walk onto the small stage, both wearing brown Jedi robes. Their lightsabers hang from their belts. A mollusk-looking being follows them. Small tentacles hang from his mouth area, and they move with expression as he chats with his running mate, and the opening speaker of rally.
"People of Coruscant," the older Jedi speaks as the crowd quiets down. "Over the past few months, it seems that piracy is on the rise. Even now, my fellow Jedi are dispatching raiders and brigands across the galaxy. Lawlessness may seem to be on the rise, but we are defeating it. As Supreme Chancellor of the Republic I will..."
His words are cut off by a yell of "Jedi scum" from the audience and cameras capture the image of a human male rushing the stage, blaster pistol in his hand. Several men in green robes and brown helmets rush toward the candidate, force pikes and blaster pistols at the ready, but a shot is fired before they can arrive in time.
A blaze of orange light erupts as Sidrona ignites his lightsaber and casually bats the shot out of the air, sending it harmlessly into the stage. Another shot is fired and meets the same fate before Sidrona motions towards the shooter, and snatches the pistol out of his hands with the Force.
The message returns to Vandar's face.
"The attempted assassin was apprehended by the Senate guard and Master Diath soon after, but he and his son Dace have a feeling that this isn't the last of his troubles. He has requested that a small team of Jedi assist the guard in their investigation of the matter. I have sensed that perhaps you are the ones for the job.
Your ship lifts off from the formerly besieged planet, flying through the smoke of the still smouldering buildings on the ground. The city itself is in ruins, and will take a lot of time, effort, and credits to clean up and rebuild.
The comlink on your ship beeps as soon as you leave orbit, and answering it reveals the form of Vandar Tokare. He looks at the two of you and then begins.
"Your master has already told you to report to Coruscant, but now I can tell you why. As you may know, the election for new Supreme Chancellor is coming up in the next year. One of our own--a Master Sidrona Diath--is in the running, and something disturbing happened on one of his campaign stops on Coruscant yesterday morning."
The screen switches to a political rally on the ecumenopolis, a crowd of beings from numerous species chatters as two dark-skinned human males walk onto the small stage, both wearing brown Jedi robes. Their lightsabers hang from their belts. A mollusk-looking being follows them. Small tentacles hang from his mouth area, and they move with expression as he chats with his running mate, and the opening speaker of rally.
"People of Coruscant," the older Jedi speaks as the crowd quiets down. "Over the past few months, it seems that piracy is on the rise. Even now, my fellow Jedi are dispatching raiders and brigands across the galaxy. Lawlessness may seem to be on the rise, but we are defeating it. As Supreme Chancellor of the Republic I will..."
His words are cut off by a yell of "Jedi scum" from the audience and cameras capture the image of a human male rushing the stage, blaster pistol in his hand. Several men in green robes and brown helmets rush toward the candidate, force pikes and blaster pistols at the ready, but a shot is fired before they can arrive in time.
A blaze of orange light erupts as Sidrona ignites his lightsaber and casually bats the shot out of the air, sending it harmlessly into the stage. Another shot is fired and meets the same fate before Sidrona motions towards the shooter, and snatches the pistol out of his hands with the Force.
The message returns to Vandar's face.
"The attempted assassin was apprehended by the Senate guard and Master Diath soon after, but he and his son Dace have a feeling that this isn't the last of his troubles. He has requested that a small team of Jedi assist the guard in their investigation of the matter. I have sensed that perhaps you are the ones for the job.
