Star Wars: Tales of the Jedi

[possum]

"Grytta, one of Thorren's cabal."

 

[Dire Lemming]

Yeshua nods "What can you tell us about Grytta?" He looks at each of the pirates, inviting them all to say whatever they know.

 

[possum]

"We pretty much all think of her as the weakest," Mikal explains. "Still enough to instill a little bit of fear in us, but no where near Thorren's level, or even those of the others. I had a friend who claimed that he heard Thorren complain to the others--when he was serving them their drinks once--that Grytta wasn't 'Of the Blood', whatever that means."

 

[Dire Lemming]

Yeshua continues nodding, looking thoughtful. "So she's a woman? Hm, your friends on the ground said that all of Thorren's cabal were human males, except Marissa. What else can you tell us about her? What does she look like? We'll need to be able to recognize her. Do you think she'd come to the light?"

 

[Rhun]

Anariel listens as Yeshua questions the pirate. The young guardian certainly didn't live up to the reputation of most guardians; impulsive and quick to act...she finds hereself idly wondering what type of consular the young man would have made.

"Do you know if this Grytta is a Force user? We felt the presence of such a one here when we boarded your vessel."

 

[Dire Lemming]

Why's she looking at me like that? Yeshua shrugs and then nods to Mikal in order to confirm Anariel's words.

 

[Shayuri]

Kestrel, for her part, leans back against the bulkhead during Yeshua's conversation. Grudgingly, she has to admit that he's getting results, but it still seems to her that these pirates that 'turn to the light' will be escaping justice. Should their crimes be so easily erased? And they'd already shown themselves to be of somewhat weak character...bending to the proximate will, be it Yeshua now, or their Dark Side wielding masters. What would stop them from bending again, once the Jedi were gone?

Of the blood. Dark side. Kestrel frowns.

"Using the Force takes training," she says. "Were they Jedi? Have they ever spoken of their masters?"

 

[possum]

"Grytta and Marissa, they're the same person. At least, that's what my friend says. He says that they have these names for each other that they say in private. He said that he heard all of them, but can only remember one. Funny thing is, he said that he heard Marissa's 'code name' before, but forgot that as well. Weird, huh?

Yeah, she's a Force-user."

 

[Dire Lemming]

"Well, that explains a lot. Hm, so she's loyal to Thorren out of more than just fear... Well if what you said is true then it seems Thorren does not feel quite the same way about her as she does about him. Well, we'll need to meet her eventually, hopefully we can convince her of that when that time comes." Yeshua looks around at the others. "Well Mikal, unless you know anything more about Marissa or anyone else on this ship, I think we're ready as we're going to be."

 

[possum]

Several minutes later, the mess hall is filled by the pirates as they filter in to get their midday meal. Despite the relatively small number of people in the large room, the conversation reverberates throughout, filling the air. Mikal leads the Jedi to his "designated table" after grabbing his tray. The food is somewhat appetizing looking, and is spiced just enough to make it completely edible.

Minutes later, ten other pirates join the group, setting their own trays to the table.

"I hear that you can help us with our problem," a Duros states.