Star Wars: Tales of the Jedi

The pirate stammers his answer. "N-not r-really," he manages to say. He explains that a famine on his home world caused him to join up, hoping to earn enough money to eat.
 

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Yeshua frowns again. "Pirates don't earn anything, they simply take it from those that are weaker than them by force. That doesn't bother you?" He glances at the other pirates who have remained silent thus far.
 
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"Indeed," responds Anariel. "Now tell us, how many of you pirates are on board this vessel? And where are they gathered?"
 

"There are only about 25 of us onboard the ship right now. Just enough to run the vital systems and have a basic security force," the pirate replies, finally realizing that he's beat. "As to where they are, scattered about the ship. The lounge or mess is bound to have the most of us, though," he adds.
 



"Am I sorry that people get hurt?" the pirate replies, his voice beginning to rise slightly in anger. "Of course I am! I don't want any to get physically hurt due to our actions, but it does happen. I'm sure you feel the same way," he adds, motioning to his wounded friends.

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Essentially, both Lorem and Voda are pretty much safe if they stay where they are. The civilian's probably dead, though...
 

Yeshua's expression softens. "I'm... glad to hear that. Yes I do feel the same way. However, I must defend myself from attack as much as I wish to avoid harming others. Do you understand? I'm offering you all a chance to change your lives for the better, and I wish to offer that chance to all aboard this vessal. With your help we could stop Thorren without a slaughter. What do you say?"
 

"No offense," the pirate says, beginning to warm up to the idea slightly, "but how do we know that you can do it? Stop Thorren, I mean."
 

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