SWRPF Archive Star Wars:The Wars of Twilight (3,000 years A.B.Y)

OOC: Sorry for the length, but I thought it was necessary for some back ground and future happenings.

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IC:Grosh

"Ah, here comes the drinks!" Grosh said cheerfully, obviously feigning.

He could tell that Solomon could read his expression.

"Well, to be brutally honest," Grosh said looking at his ale, "one bad mission changed my opinion about who I was working for."

Grosh then began to relate the details...


Grosh could hear the explosions of the battle field, and smell the decay of burnt flesh. Around him were the sounds of blaster fire and heavy artillery. He was with his squad, running between buildings. It was night and the moon on Naboo was hiding in the shadows of the planet. Perfect for covert ops. Not so perfect to pull of an assassination without a hick-up.

"Demo one," came the voice over the head set, "you are green for breach on the west wall."

"Copy that," he replied.

He pulled out his pack and set his charges in an "X" formation on the wall. He put the remote detonator on the explosives. He looked over at his teammate, Victor.

"Quick bang and go. Back two, then bang. Rush on two, I've got your six."

Victor gave him a thumbs up, moving back about two meters from where they were. He crouched down behind a dumpster. Grosh ran behind the dumpster, lifting the protective cap over the remote trigger. He thumbed the trigger, and instantly explosions rocked the night.

Victor held up one finger. Then two. He ran at a crouch against the wall that now had a gapping hole in it. Grosh was quick to follow, bringing his heavy repeater to the side, balancing it.

The small two man group was just one part of the six members that made up Theta Squad, which had been broken up into three groups for a simultaneous incursion that night. The orders were simple: blow a hole in the wall of suspected terrorist leaders hideouts, and go in firing. Pick through the debris and bodies later.

As Grosh and Victor ran through the hole, they saw only faint movement through the smoke and debris floating in the air. They didn?t waste time in pinpointing and eliminating all the movement in the room. In less than five long seconds the room was clear.

?We?re clear,? Victor verified.

One by one the all-clear came from the other members of Theta Squad.

Grosh flipped on the lights that sat on either side of his helmet, with Victor following suit.

?Ok people, listen up. Sift through the bodies and verify that the target was neutralized,? Victor commanded.

Throughout the dwelling Theta squad sifted through the rooms. Team One, that consisted of Corel and Ulshen, had only encountered one being, a male. He was tossed across the room when the explosions were detonated.

?Not our guy,? Corel voiced through the helmet to Victor.

Team Two, consisting of Draysen and Altek, found no resistance at all, quickly making their way to the center of the dwelling.

?We?ve got nothing,? Altek confirmed as well.

Victor looked over to Grosh through the helmet.

?Anything??

?Well, it looks like this was the sleeping quarters,? Grosh offered.

?See if we can get that verification D-man,? Victor replied.

D-Man. The nickname was given to Grosh back in basic because of his affinity for things that dealt with demolitions.

?Copy that,? Grosh curtly replied.

He turned around the room, his boot grinding some rubble even more into dust. He examined the hole where he and Victor had come through. It was a clean breach, with minimal back spray. Almost all of the explosive force had been channeled into the room. Grosh noticed something sticking out of a pile of rubble. It looked like a finger.

?Victor, over here.?

Victor came to Grosh?s side. Grosh pointed toward the pile.

?Possible target.?

?Well, lets find out,? Victor said with a sigh, making his way to the pile.

As both Grosh and Victor started to lift the rubble and debris, Altek broke over the com.

?By the gods? no??

?What is it?? Victor asked, still lifting rubble.

?Sir, one of dead appears to be a

 

OOC: Don't worry 92SE-R i love the post by the way. Great story and it shows effort.

"Ah, here comes the drinks!" Solomon was very relieved, he hadn't tasted the sweet releif of alcohol in days and it was starting to get to him. "Ah good this should hit the spot," Solomon said showing his desire for a drink by grabbing it as soon as it reached the table.
But then as soon as Solomon thought that he had everything figured out.... Grosh started to open up to him....
It would have been a shocking story to most men and even Solomon, the hardened bounty-hunter that he was, couldn't help but to show a little emotion.
"Sorry to unload on you like that, but I had a feeling that night. The mission felt wrong somehow. But I ignored it, I followed my orders."

"I've got that same feeling about this mission." Grosh had said to him, and the words resonated in his head. He had learned from years as a successful bounty hunter that instincts were often if not always to be taken seriously if not trusted fully.

"Im sorry to hear about that," was all he could say at first. Yet the seriousness of this moment struck him hard, he felt he owed something to Grosh just for opening up to him.

"You know what Grosh, i think i've held this in for along time," He sighed as he spoke, "Do you mind if i share something with you?"

He had always been a fighter. That at least he had managed to remember.

Growing up on the streets he had learned at an early age how to survive on his own, no father and a mother that was gone most of the time. Even at those early stages of his life, he felt alone. It was this one feeling that encapsulated his existence and shrouded his entire life.

Lonliness.

He first started as a Bounty Hunter after he found he had an amazing aim with most weapons, from the ordainary blaster, the vibroblade even through to his personal favourite, the Wookie crossbow. He thought he had found a place where he belonged and worked his way up through the ranks, gaining more money and respect with every successful bounty he recorded.

Things were going well and with his mum getting older and frailer he was even earning enough to set her up for life. Yet that was until that one fatal night.

He had been sent on a mission to Grace and William Mall's house to collect a large sum of money that they owed to his Hutt employer. It was just like every ordainary mission, find the mark, collect the money, or kill them.

Yet there was a complication.

During the negotiations between Solomon and the Malls, a kid had entered the room. "Daddy, whats happening, what is this stranger doing in our house." This boy he later found out went by the name of Tarzian Mall.
And things took a turn for the worst, Tarzian, sensing that his parents were in danger had tried to protect them. At first Solomon had no fear in what was happening but all of a sudden that changed,

Tarzian pulled out a lightsaber and struck out at the bounty hunter's neck, Solomon moving only just in time to save his neck, but leaving a crescent shaped burn to the underside of his neck.

In a flash of anger that built up inside him he opened fire with his blaster killing both the parents of the kid, only sparing the kid himself due to the look in his eyes.

He had seen that look before, a look of lonliness, the emotion that had troubled and depressed Solomon throughout his childhood. And he couldn't bear it. He ran. Ran away from the house and kept running until he no longer had the breath to stand. That night, for the very first time in his life, Solomon Kane cried.

That night, for the very first time in his life, Solomon realised what he had become, and he hated himself for it.

But the worst thing he felt was the fact that no matter how hard he tried, he knew that nothing could change who he was.

He took a deep breath, leaning back. Taking in what he had just done, opening up for the first time in his life. He felt a greater relief than even the al

 

IC: GRand Admiral


The Bothan looked at the youn pilot smiled gave him his drink and continued. " Boy you are one of the best fighters we have right now, and to see one like you untainted by politics. That's good. But like any good soldier you need to prove yourself, and now the oportunity comes. The Chancellor Oberon, son of old Bathumei Baradar, is going to Tatooine to face the Fyur in a diplomatic war. We are close to war, full scale war. Once we had a pilot for th event but we have seen you're record and not only do you have more experience in the area but also you're loyalty to the Alliance is unquestioned. You will pilot and escort the Chancellor to Tatooine and the Fyur HQ. Any questions soldier?"


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IC: Loren and Kira


Loren was around the cantina ssuming a conversation with a friend of his, an aquintance he made in the planet during his stay. Loren was hearing attentively through his Force hightened senses the conversation, these men had suffere dmuch. The Dug showed natural Force abilities. Loren was listening attentivley but a dark presence had entered Tatooine. The Dark Side had taken the shpae of two entities. Loren ran to get his sister.


Kira had listneed to Damion's proposal. " Okay start talking who are you working for, why, and for what pourpose?" - she let him sit-" And yeah don't worry your ends will be met with all of them. Oh and enjoy"- she gave Damion a nice drink from the Unknown regions-" It's Vong Juice, better than Wookie VOdka but softer than Naboo wine. "- she poored a cup for both of them. " So start talking."


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IC: Ithorak


Ithorak saw the two men in the Sandstorm and evn his cold heart Ithorak could fathom the idea that such a fate could be met by two people, beside she could make a sale while they were inside. " My good sirs! Over here!" Over here"- he waved as the sandstorm began to intensify however is wasn't bad enough for Ithorak to be seen.


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IC: Jedi in Coruscant


Oberon looked at his beautfiul girl-" Soon my love. Very soon. Just let Tarzian get on his feet or at least for me to know what happened."-he looked at his father-" Dad I'm sorry I have to do this but could you look after Janice, I have to deal with somehting very quickly. I won't be long."


" Certanly son. Go and may the Force be with you."


As Oberon left the room, Bathumei gazed at his son's girlfriend-" Well I think we can speak plainly now. "- he smiled gently-" I promise that whatever is talked here will never leave this room, the decisions my son makes Jedi or not concern him. He is old neough to deal with the situation. So missy, how long have you been working for the Fyur my dear?"

In the other room Arnur was waitng for Tarzian's response. " So kid what's it gonna be?"


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OOC: If I forgot someone or soemthing let me know.

By the by, great storylines guys. I like how you've done with Solomon Kane bobmarley, and you 92SE-R Grosh is getting very interesting I have been PMd great CS and people will post'em soon. And another thing, bobmarley did you notice how Kane looks like Cad Bane from Clone Wars I never thought of that.

 

IC: Demitri

As the two sith were walking through the sandstrom Lorcan was speaking with great anxiousness for them to come across a jedi. "One could only hope." Demitri then replied-"Now, i understand your position. i would like to kill a jedi aswell. but the fact of the matter is that we do not know how powerful the jedi could be on this planet and we cannot afford a fight right now. but trust me, if ajedi becomes curious i am right there with you. all we need to do is get into that cantina."

the sith began walking to the cantina but Demitri overhears Ithorak. he looks in Ithoraks direction-"Hey look at that one. he might know something come on." he knodded his head towards the shop. The two sith walked in to the little shop and had such a presence that the room became tense. "YOU!" Demitri points to ithorak-" You know of a man named Solomon Kane?"

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IC: Damion


Damion took the seat that was offerd to him. he began to look at Kira lustfully. he then snapped out of his trance and accepted the drink handed to him. he then swashes the drink around a bit. "you know i am not that thirsty" "so you know anything about the fyur. well they hired me and the two uptight fellows that you met in the cantina. you see we were sent to kill the chancellor Oberon of the alliance. I am gonna hatch a plan for you to help save him, but you gonna have to follow my directions specificly got it." He then stands up and looks around the room. "oh we were hired some one else, a traitor, an Ithorian named Agraht. actually i think were in the hotel agraht is in. hey you should come and kill him with me."

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GM approved

Name: Kiinzak
Homeplanet: Bakura
Age: 26
Species: Ssi-ruu
Gender: Male
Forcer user: Untapped Potential
Affiliation: Criminal: Bounty Hunter
Physical Appearance: http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/starwars/images/8/8d/SsiruuNEGAS.jpg
(With black skin)
Bio: Kiinzak was born as the descendent of Kraawdak, a legendary bounty hunter. Kiinzak has found that he had a natural affinity for combat at a young age, and has had a handful of force users tell him he had a link to the force. He basically has brushed this off, and had proceeded to becoming a renowned bounty hunter like his ancestor.
Weapons: DC-17m, DC-17, dart gun, and a vibroblade.
Special traits: Kiinzak, like his ancestor, has no respect for the now long dead entech.

Name: Rosentia
Nickname: Rose
Homeplanet: Kushibah
Age: 230
Species: Kushiban
Gender: Female
Forcer user: yes
Affiliation: Jedi Highmaster of Kushibah
Physical Appearance: Rose is built like most female Kushibans, except for the fact that she has a scar over her right eye and a prosthetic right eye. Like all Kushiban her fur color changes with her mood.
Bio: Rose was born and raised on Kushibah until he was taken as a padawan learner for the previous highmaster of Kushibah. She eventually fell in love with another Kushiban learner in the jedi temple. They proceeded to have a family, and when the previous highmaster passed away, Rose took the spot.
Weapons: Silver bladed lightsaber, modified to her capable use.
Clothes: Standard Bultar Swan robes for a being her size.
Special traits:

Name: Zector Alsima
Homeplanet: Skorr II
Age: 24
Species: Squib
Gender: Male
Forcer user: Yes
Affiliation: Criminal: Salvager/Smuggler
Physical Appearance: http://swagonline.com/node/1195
Bio: Zector is the current descendent of the DeShaadda family, and follows his multi-great uncle?s ideals on the Squibbian value system. He has gained a formidable reputation as an expert ship modifier and underground as an experienced smuggler.
Weapons: Old blaster carbine, Skarlin DeShaadda?s rebuilt lightsaber, and ion pulse blaster.
Special traits: Inherted his ancestor?s ability to value metals through taste.

 

OOC: Welcome to the game Spatz

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IC: Grosh

"So tell me about this feeling you've been having."

Grosh looked at Solomon.

"Look at us, a couple of softies in our old age," he let out with a slight chuckle. He then leaned closer to the dug.

"That night, on my last mission, something in my gut screamed it wasn't right. Since we've come to Mos Espa, my gut has been churning. Something about that slave girl and her father... I can't quite place it, but something tells me that our mission isn't going to go off smoothly."

Grosh took a deep, long drink of ale.

"I don't know, Solomon. I don't think that taking out our target is going to be as easy as they want to think. I've dealt with Force-sensatives before. Granted not Jedi by any means, but still. Quite a few of the "terrorists" we went after when I worked for the Alliance were Force-sensitive. They could hard to take down. Real hard."

Grosh rubbed his thumb across the glass, moving the condensation.

"Then there's the Fyur spy. Another complication."

Grosh shook his head and closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath.

"Not impossible," he said quietly, "just need to figure out where they are going well in advance. I got enough det to level a small building. Placed right, it might be just what we need to complete our bounty."


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IC: Janice

"So missy, how long have you been working for the Fyur my dear?"

Janice averted her eyes, not wanting to look at the old man. He knew, yet he didn't condemn her. It took Janice by surprise. She knew there was no sense in trying to lie to Oberon's father.

"I've been working with them for a couple of years now. This was my first assignment on my own."

She looked at Bathumei.

"I'm so confused," she confessed, "this wasn't supposed to happen. I wasn't supposed to become attached."

She knew she was putting her whole mission in jeopardy, but it felt good to talk to someone about it.

"I was sent to gather intellegence, to help the Fyur leaders decide if trying to resolve the dispute with the Alliance would be worth while. That and to see if the Alliance was moving things towards war."

She looked past the old man and toward the room where Tazian lay.

"I never wanted any of this to happen."


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IC: Lorcan

"YOU!" Demitri points to ithorak-" You know of a man named Solomon Kane?"

Lorcan stood back and let the more experienced Sith Knight do his work. Lorcan took in his surroundings. Much had probably changed in a few thousand years, but Lorcan could picture Darth Maul walking the same streets he and Demitri were.

Lorcan had found in his studies that Darth Maul was sent by Darth Sidious to capture a run away queen, who was being protected by Jedi. Maul eventually found the location of their ship and engaged a Jedi in combat. The cowardly Jedi had his companions fly the ship low enough for him to jump onto the walkway that was still extended.

With the presence of the Jedi here in Mos Espa as well, Darth Wraith felt like it was history repeating itself. This time, however, Darth Wraith promised that the outcome would be quite different.

Lorcan reached out with the Force, shielding his presence while he searched the surrounding area. He touched the edge of the light.

"The Jedi are close," he said to Demitri, "as is the bounty hunter. However, the Jedi appear to be separated at the moment. There is definitely two of them here."


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IC Solomon Kane: Cantina in Mos Espa

"Then there's the Fyur spy. Another complication."

Solomon quickly finished his drink, gulping down the last few drops from his glass, savouring them before the big task ahead.

"Look," he said in a very assured way about himself, " the Fyur spy is a minor minor complication, if needs be i say level any ship or building to the ground, even if it means her with it.

"Oh and seen as were being open with each other like a couple of softies " he smiled, " i'll tell you something you might be interested in."

His facial expression changed and he became suddenly serious, " I am what people call a... Force Sensitive. And at the moment i can feel a very big dark disturbance in the force,"

He stared in anticipation over at the door..

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IC - Kiinzak/Zector


Kiinzak sighed as he slammed the door to the holding cell. He had just had the most annoying pursuit across the Tatooinian desert, attempting to catch a Verpine rogue. He proceeded to the bridge, seeing Zector sitting carefreely in his pilots chair.

"Thanks..." Was all Kiinzak could utter to the grinning Squib. Zector grinned happily and replied, "No problem, curious though, why didn't you use your bolt gun to just paralyze him?" Kiinzak looked at the Squib angrily and seated himself, grumbling under his breath.

"Oh well, not my problem I guess. Well the Sundered Star is ready to go, so are we redeeming our bounties, or do you plan on doubling them up?" Kiinzak looks to Zector, and replies grumpily,

"I guess we best get our pay, maybe you'll get to salvage something..." Zector spins back to the console and readies the hyperdrive, entering the co-ordinates for the first drop-off.

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IC - "Rose"

Rose looked across the room, seeing all of the younglings walk in, and smiled. Despite there being few young Kushiban who wished to learn the ways of the force, those who did seemed to spark with energy. She then used the force to close the shears, and turned on a hologram.

"We will begin where we left off last day. Now back during 138 ABY, it was not Cade Skywalker who had ended the reign of Darth Krayt, but as the Sith sytem works, was betrayed by his own subordinate. This once again proves th dangers of the sith..."

A few hours later Rose was sitting in her quarters, watching her children practice deulling as she sipped on a fresh cup of tea. She had felt a dark tremor in the force, and was expecting that there would be a meeting of the Highmasters at somepoint soon. As long as they don't forget Kushibah again...

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IC: Rev Zander

Rev took the drink gratefully and took one large swallow, already feeling the cold liquid calming his nerves. He took a deep breath and looked the Grand Admiral in the eye, ?Boy you are one of the best fighters we have right now, and to see one like you untainted by politics. That's good. But like any good soldier you need to prove yourself, and now the oportunity comes. The Chancellor Oberon, son of old Bathumei Baradar, is going to Tatooine to face the Fyur in a diplomatic war. We are close to war, full scale war. Once we had a pilot for the event but we have seen your record and not only do you have more experience in the area but also you're loyalty to the Alliance is unquestioned. You will pilot and escort the Chancellor to Tatooine and the Fyur HQ. Any questions soldier??

Rev sat up straighter, his face beamed and a special glint shown in his eyes, ?I have two questions, sir, when do I leave and is anyone flying with me??

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IC: Ithorak

The elder and fat Zabrak looked terrified. What did these dark men want. They were sacry on their own and well endowed with intimidating presence. " I know a Solomon Kane, a Dug dressed in black. My slave went to help him find a Cantina, I beleive they went to...."

Ithorak was cut off by the speech Lorcan had made. " My good sir, a Jedi here for what purpose? Before I devulge any info for you gentlemen who are you and what are you working for? "


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IC: Kira and Loren


As Kira had heard the declaration that they would kill Oberon she burst in anger-" What they want to kill my brother! Why you.."- she blurted afew curse words and finally recovered." Sorry a sister's love for her brother is stronger than any bond. So what do you propose to help my brother survive the attack made by your associates?"- what bothered Kira was that the Fyur had financed the attack.


Loren ran removing his old man attire to reveal a handsome man about 40 years old but was in reality 344 years due to him and his sister being Herens a rare species that all his family belonged to. He ran toward the hotel were his sister was. " I have to warn her. Soemone's here. " -h eran as fast as he could.


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IC: Bathumei


He looked at the girl and took her arm in a caring way-" My dear, no mortal can hold this feeling forever. Love is the weakness and virtue of us all. I hold no grudge against you. You did your job, and quite well. I know you care for Oberon, so what do you want? To do your duty,or follow your heart? That is your only option. Oberon shall always remain loyal to the Alliance and to me, but you my dear, you have nothing that holds you to the Fyur or do you?"

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IC: Jedi Lord Yeron

As the Jedi Lord of the entire system of the planet of Kushiba the Codru-Ji Yeron appeared before one his Headmasters, a powerful Kushiban named ROse. He appeared to her in a hologram in Rose's office. Headmistress Rose was in front of Yeron, a Codru-Ji of about 67 years old, wwho imposing height was enhance by the four bulging arms he had. Yeron was the second most powerful Jedi in the order, and perhaps the greatest Vaapad master surpassing its creator Mace Windu. " Master Rose?"


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OOC: Welcome Spatz

 

IC: Damion Comrada




"So what do you propose to help my brother survive the attack made by your associates?"
Damion then looked at her

"well, first of all, you saw the hitman with a heart downstairs right? well he is an expert in demolitions, so most likely he will try to plant explosives in advanced. so i would say you might want to disarm those first. then there is the issue with the Dug. well he is a damn good bounty hunter with a hell of a shot. so you might want to follow us i.e me in secret." he reaches into his bag and pulls out a homing device-"follow this signal, be sure not to be seen. Follow us in the shadows until I give you the signal, got it? oh and remeber our deal, i help save your brother and you help me."

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IC: Demitri



Demitri realized that ithorak overheard their conversantion and he was asking question that were not supposed to be asked. Demitri then force pushed ithorak against the wall. Ithorak looked scared and helpless, then demitri took out his light saber and pointed it at ithorak.

"listen to me, who we are and who we work for is none of you concern. Now tell me where Solomon Knae is, otherwise i have no use for you."

Demitri stood there holding his lightsaber at ithoraks face. he then turne dhis head and spoke to lorcan

"do you know where one of the jedi are."

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IC - Rose

Rose saw the image of Yeron appear before with the questioning tone, "Master Rose?" Rose smiled to the Codru-ji master and replied,

"My good freind, I dare believe that I've been left out of something...as I've felt a disturbance in the force, minor, but it still worries me." Rose stopped, taking a sip of tea, and looked out to the silk fields, "Kushiban's have a natural affinity to the force, as you know, and if a larger, and more powerful disturbance came, it may put the entire p;lanet in turmoil..." Rose stood up and looked to Yeron's eyes, "Please tell me you'll make sure that the order does what they can to prevent this. I'll even lend my own abilities if found necessary."

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IC - Kiinzak/Zector

As Kiinzak returned to the ship after giving the last bounty to the appropriate hirer, Zector ran up to him with the giddiest smile Kiinzak had seen in quite a while.

"...uh...what's up..." Kiinzak asks, slightly scared of the utmost giddyness. Zector than pulls Kiinzak to the bridge with the force and put his eyes on the scanner. Zector's finger landed on one spot, and he said,

"There." Kiinzak looked up and replied,

"Uh...what's there?" Zector just looked at him, and replied,

"That's part of the Raxus system, and I just found the greatest historical find, EVER!" Kiinzk just sighed and put in the co-ordinates, sending them to hyperspace.

"You better be right..." Kiinzak says, glaring at the giddy Squib.

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IC: Grosh

Grosh stared at Solomon for a minute, almost in disbelief. Then all the pieces fell into place.

"That explains a lot!" Grosh let out with a laugh.

"I knew there was a reason you were so kriffing good, and at such a young age. See Solomon? We're not that much different than each other. We both still have surprises let in us."

Grosh followed the look from Solomon to the door.

"Dark presence, huh? I don't very much like the sound of that."

Grosh stood from their table and walked over to the she-Wookiee.

"There may be trouble coming our way," he informed her, "I don't want to see your establishment ruined. Is there a back entrance?"

She nodded her big furry head.

"[To the rear of the cantina, past the refreshers. The last door on the left will lead you to the alley. If you take the alley to the left, it will lead back to Ithorak's shop.]"

"Thank you," Grosh replied with a slight bow.

"Solomon," he spoke over the volume of the cantina, "this way. We need to go."


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IC: Janice

"Oberon shall always remain loyal to the Alliance and to me, but you my dear, you have nothing that holds you to the Fyur or do you?"

"My whole family I left behind to join the Fyur. They took me in and treated me like a daughter. I would have probably ended up a slave of some sort on a backwater world if not for them. I owe them a lot," she said defensively.

She looked down at her feet, again, ashamed, for some reason, about her outburst. If Oberon was just a man, then she was just a woman. Her emotions started to take over. So many conflicting things running through her mind: the mission from the Fyur, her love for Oberon.

"They just wanted to know when he was going to Tatooine," she let out, tears beginning to flow, "they don't trust the Alliance. They thought he may be coming with an army."

She finally gave over to her tears, letting out the pent up emotions. She fell on Bathumei's shoulder, weeping, feeling safe in his presence.


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IC: Lorcan

"do you know where one of the jedi are."

"They are trying to mask their presence from me, but I know that at least one knows we are here. We are running out of time, the bounty hunter has sensed our presence as well no doubt."

Lorcan looked back at Ithorak. A fellow Zabrak, but a slob of one that made Lorcan want to vomit. Not moving a muscle, Lorcan reached out with the dark side and lifted Ithorak a meter off the ground. The sand storm pelted against Lorcan's face, which only fueled the dark side even more.

"Tell us where they are," he growled out, starting to squeeze the neck of Ithorak through the Force, "where did they go?"

Obviously reluctant to divulge such important information, Lorcan decided to give him a little incentive to tell them. He flicked his finger and instantly the pinky finger of Ithorak was crushed. Ithorak howled in pain.

"Tell us, or the rest of your body will suffer the same fate," Lorcan warned.


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OOC: just a reminder that I will be gone tomorrow. So, I won't be able to post until Friday.

 

IC: Demitri


As the ithorak was being tortured by lorcan, demitri decided to watch as the Zabrak kicked and twitched under Lorcan's force choke. He then walked over to Ithora, putting his lightsaber away, he stood right next to the zabrak

"Listen if you want to live, i suggest that you tell us what we want to know. we will be on our way and you can continue selling your barbaric tools of destruction. If not, my friend Darth Wraith here will snap your neck as easy as your finger."

He then stared at Ithorak waiting for an answer.

"for your sake i hope you tell my associate what he wants to know."

he then began to walk out of the shop and into the street. He then turns to lorcan.

"Darth Wraith, i will be waiting outside." He Turns around and begins to walk towards the door-"Do what needs to be done."


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IC: Bathumei

He took Janice's tears as true misery, and deep confusion, a sign he knew was of a good person. She could be changed however for the Light. Bathumei was once in a situation like this where duty and love met. " I understand how you feel my dear. But the decision will be yours to make. I cannot tell you what to do, the right thing to do is almost never clear. I could try and tell you what to do, but you won't listen, your heart is in one place and your duty and mind in another. "-he smiled-" Sometimes duty is not always important, especially if they were about to kill someone you love. You are safe here with me, with HIM. "-Bathumei knew his words were reaching his future daughter-in-law he quite liked her, she reminded him of his wife Nira. " My wife and lady, Nira, was jsut like you, she was a Jedi, I a Sith. I hope you know what the Sith are"- he added as a matter of factly.-" We were born to fight each other, during one of the schermishes I had with the Jedi, I found and fought her. Though she was abrely a match for me in terms of power and technique she was ofcourse a match in wit. And as all men do when they meet a lady so akin to him, I became intregued and let her live."-he chuckled-" You see long before I became a Jedi, Iwas born a Sith, and after meeting a Jedi master whose sacrifice began aiding in my transformation to light, I became a crminal. Bounty Hunter and smuggler by trade for almost 20 years. During this time I met Nira countless of times. Each time me giving her the slip, very easily I might add. But what I enjoyed even more than the thrill of fighting or stealing or killing it was to meet her again. To talk and debate with her. She knew so much, she was just like me, strong willed, and independent. We shared similiar views of the FOrce. And after a while I noticed how she too became entertained in our little chats. And I soon discovered how the great Jedi Master Nira Zhur had fallen in love with the Sith and Criminal Bathumei Darconus Baradar."- he then chuckled some more as if an old grandfather had remebered the best moment of his life.-" THe time came when in a heated duel she told me the truth, she loved me. And as she said that she threw her lightsaber away saying-' I'll never fight you my love.' As she did she opened her arms-' I would rather die knowing that the truth had been said than live with the burden that would hunt me forever.'- You can imagine I was shocked, nobody had declared their love for me so. However I was torn between hunting her, Nira whom a truly grown to love, or going with her to become a Jedi and marry. I chose the later. I became her apprentice and secret lover"- Bathumei said this in a mere whisper jockingly added-" Believe some ' lessons' were unforgettable. But I became a Knight and would quickly assend the ranks of the Jedi until I became Grand Master of the Jedi, and Nira was loyal companion for all those years. Now... she's gone, Belthazor Incame killed her."- here th eold ma's voice broke.-" And now my beloved is with the Force forever."- he looked at Janice-" I'm telling you this not because he's my son , I did it because this is love. And besides you wouldn't be a bad daughter in law Twi'lek or not. Hehe! Species doesn't matter. I suggest you follow your heart. But follow your own wish. "- the old man looked at Janice th eold grey eyes which ha dseen the Glaxy and all of its aspects watche dhe right now as a beacon of hope and Light in the mists of the darkness of Janice's heart and that of the room. " You will soon leave for Tatooine you better hurry.

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IC: Ithorak


Ithorak twitched and writhed, the Sith had tortured him to his very death, well nearly. He screamed-" All right, all right. Forget my interest. I do not know were Loren took the Hunters, but if I was Loren I would have taken them to ....yes....there is a Wookie, a female witha bad temper, her club is behind the Coliseum, in a dark corner, it won't have any names, so I won't bother giving the name, but you'll know it by glowing green door. You'll find your friend

 

IC: Grand Admiral


" Good man Zander, now don't forget political protocol, and no, no one else is flying with you except two Jedi who may wanna help if so keep an eye out for'em not all of 'em are as good as one might wish. "- just then as th eGrand Admiral finished taling Chancellor Oberon appeared around the corner and saluted the two soldiers-" Greetings my goods sirs. So is everything ready to go to Tatooine?"

" Yes sir"-said the Grand Admiral

" Trust a Bothan to make the job as quick as a parsec. "- said Oberon

"Thank you sir"- the Bothan laughed-" Ohh sir"- she said when he remembered Rev was there-" This is Rev Zander your pilot for the trip."


The Chancellor looked at the pilot with the Force he sensed couragesnous and more in this man-" You are truly the best man for this job Mr. Zander. I am Oberon Baradar."- he stretched out his hand for the boy


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Name: Tearus Jeando
Homeplanet: Burska
Age: 31
Species: Humanoid
Gender: Male
Forcer user: Yes minimal powers only.
Affiliation: Alliance Bounty Hunter
Physical Appearance: Althletic Build with minor cyborg implants. Shoulder leangth brown hair. Brown eyes.
Bio: Lost his family in a raid when he was 16, unable to contact his older brother on Coruscant he went into the criminal world. His brother is a low ranking politician on Coruscant who believes himself to be better than the rest of his simple minded family. He spent his years in the criminal underworld taking on easy bounty jobs and slowly building up a reputation for himself. Through out his adventures he began to realize some minor force powers which he used to help him attain his hard merchandise. Powers such as the ability to draw in shadows and cloud his figure, slight mind nudging and a very fine tuned danger sense. After years as a bounty hunter he began to see the sides building up in what looked to be a full on war. He sided with the alliance as bounty hunter specializing in neutralizing force-users. He has a large reputation for bringing in Sith and Jedi alike after finding evidence that the raiders that killed his family were force adepts.
Weapons: T-6 Thunderer Super-Heavy blaster pistol (aka Lauren)
Clothes: Mag-tech full combat armor
Stature: Nothing specific. Changes with the jobs he needs to do.
Weight: 183lbs
Special traits: Photographic memory, very adaptable, quick thinker, good brawler and gunfighter. Weakness to electric shocks that over ride his cyborg implants weakening his muscle structure significantly.

 

IC: damion Comrada



Damion sat down listening to Kira about how Kane was a force user. as soon as this topic came up, his eyebrows raised and he was about to ask a question until Loren busted in

" We've got company!"

Damion then stood up with a psychotic smile on his face, he then pulled out his pistol.

" Company, well then lets give them a hello."

he then began to walk towards the door. as he is walking to the door he turns to Kira

"well are you gonna introduce us."

He then walks passed loren to the edge of the stairs. he then just stood in wait for the two jedi to follow him.

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Name:Rhiskar Jeando
Homeplanet: Burska
Age: 40
Species: Humanoid
Gender: Male
Forcer user: no
Affiliation: Alliance politician
Physical Appearance: Tall medium build with short white hair and brown eyes
Bio: He left his family at the age of 20 to go do things with his life. He wound up on Coruscant apprenticing as a politician in a major firm. He has slowly moved up in the ranks of the political world to live a mildly rich comfortable life. He is an alcoholic and enjoys the company of many women. He has not been in contact with his family since he left Burska.
Weapons: Sharp whits and eloquent speaking. Also his body trandoshan bounty hunter Rimsk
Clothes: Elegant robes and fashionable jewelry
Stature: Tall commanding and imposing. He is a very close and loud talked who often shares his wealth in the form of drinks at the high end cantinas.
Weight: 170lbs
Special traits: He is a sharp whitted politician with a wide vocabulary that he utilizes to twist people into the position that he wants them in. He is rather rich and enjoys many splendors in his lavish condo and at high end cantinas all over Coruscant. He is always accompanied by a wide variety of beautiful women and his hot tempered body guard Rimsk.

 

Name: Taryn Jeando
Homeplanet: Burska
Age: 35
Species: Humanoid
Gender Female
Forcer user: Yes
Affiliation: Jedi (former sith turned light side)
Physical Appearance: Tall slender muscular build, Long brown hair with brown eyes.
Bio: She was recognized as a strong force adept at birth and kidnapped by the sith not long after she was born. She trained under the sith for 19 years becoming a strong and talented apprentice to Jurokk Kashazud. She was sent on her final mission before she became a knight which was to slay a family of pro-jedi supporters on Burska. After seeing the murdered family she fled the sith and found herself taken in by the jedi and brought to the light side. Since then she has become a well known and good natured jedi always bringing out the best in people. She has no knowledge of her family's specific existence but has a feeling that they are out there.
Weapons: Dual-phase lightsaber. Phase one being normal length purple blade. Phase two being 3 meter gold blade.
Clothes:Standard jedi robes and kit
Stature: Very warm pressence, always seen in the middle of the crowd making jokes and lighting up the room
Weight: 110lbs
Special traits: Very convincing and fun to be around. Always seems to find a way out of violence and down more peaceful paths. When forced to fight she is very adept at countering and tiring out the enemies and forcing submisions. Rarely kills her adversaries.

 

IC: Solomon Kane

After finishing his drink and explaining his feelings of a dark presence in the force, Grosh begun to talk with the she-Wookie behind the bar. Solomon didn't quite know what they were saying but he guesses it had something to do with them leaving because a few moments later Grosh had gotten up to leave saying,

"Solomon, this way. We need to go." He sensed the urgency in Grosh's voice and also the throbbing instinct in his head that told him danger was close and it wouldn't have a particularly good outcome for him if he stayed around so he followed Grosh in his brisk walk, so as not to attract too much attention, and made his way to the back of the cantina.

On coming out into the alley the blinding light of the Tatooine sun hit him directly in the eyes, causing him to be blinded for just a moment. Yet when he recovered his sight Grosh had dissappeared. Not knowing which way to turn he called out to him, "Grosh! Oi Grosh! Where are you?"

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IC - Rose


Rose shut her eyes thinking, then turned back to Yeron, and replied,

"The problem is, I have no one to continue the classes with the younglings...if a jedi could be supplied to continue to teach them then that may work, but even my love, or my children cannot teach them, it must be one who has an extensive knowledge of history..." Rose sighed in exaspiration, and looked up to Yeron in question.

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IC: Rev Zander

Rev tried to his look of alarm and disappointment at the news that no one else was flying with him. It was very unusual for any pilot to fly anywhere without a wingman. Especially when escorting such a key dignitary on such a dangerous mission as the Fyur. He had heard many rumors about them, and had come to the conclusion long ago that they could not be trusted. Then he had to try and hide his bemusement at the news of possibly two Jedi flying with him. The only people who thought they were good at everything, when Rev was pretty sure that he could fly circles around most of them. This was just great. The Grand Admiral was right, this was going to be a chance to prove himself. This was definitely shaping up to be the greatest challenge ever faced.

The second he saw the Chancellor enter the room, Rev stood at attention and snapped a salute to his commander-in-chief. " Greetings my goods sirs. So is everything ready to go to Tatooine?"

" Yes sir"-said the Grand Admiral

" Trust a Bothan to make the job as quick as a parsec. "- said Oberon

"Thank you sir"- the Bothan laughed-" Ohh sir"- she said when he remembered Rev was there-" This is Rev Zander your pilot for the trip."

Rev noticed the Chancellor gazing at him and suddenly remembered that he was a Jedi himself. Think good thoughts, he told himself, don't think about the girl you spent the night with. Wait, I didn't mean that, I was not at a club last night and I did not pick up the first girl who threw herself at me. No, I was in my room.....reading. Yeah, reading. And studying.

Rev came out of his short reverie just in time to see the Chancellor extend his hand and introduce himself. Rev took the Chancellor's hand, shaking it vigorously, ?Hello, Mr. Chancellor, thank you, sir.? Suddenly he realized that he had shaking the Chancellor's hand for far too long, ?Oh,? he blurted, releasing his grip, ?Sorry, sir.?

Despite the Chancellor's presence, Rev was still eager to get underway. He wanted to feel himself strapped into his fighter and surrounded by the stars in his cockpit. But the high level of company around him made him less willing to vocalize his desires. Instead he just stood there like a frozen pillar.

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OOC: Welcome, Mr Fett

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IC: Grosh

Grosh walked to the rear of the cantina and walked out the door indicated by the Wookiee. The sun hit him hard, the small alley somehow not entirely affected by the sandstorm. Grosh put his hands up and walked to the left a bit, rounding a corner. He could see the main avenue and noticed that the sandstorm had died down quite a bit.

"Good deal, a short one," he said to himself.

"Grosh! Oi, Grosh! Where are you?"

He knew it was Solomon. Grosh didn't even think when he walked to the corner. He came back into the alley.

"Over here. Looks like the sandstorm is abating. The she-Wookiee told me that this alley would take us back to Ithorak's shop. I suggest we stay off the main streets for the time being. If we get a couple of our other weapons, we could still go collect our other bounty in the hotel."

"Tion'ad hukaat'kama?" Who's watching your back?, the voice of his father asked Grosh in his head.


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IC: Janice

The story of Bathumei entrhalled Janice. He could relate to her situation, and yet he was still letting her decide for herself what she was going to do. As she listened, her heart went out to him. He had experienced much in the galaxy, yet he still cared enough about one indiviual to talk to them. Janice knew the decision she had to make.

"Thank you for sharing that. I know what I need to do, thanks."

She pulled away from Bathumei and began walking down the corridor. She stopped and turned back to the old Jedi.

"Dad," she said with a smile.


The walk back to her quarters went uneventful on the outside, but on the inside she was still wrestling between duty and love. The words from Bathumei still rang in her head.

As she came into her quarters, she closed the door and locked it. She walked back to her room and opened the dresser. Inside was the small, hidden, holo transmitter. She set it up on her dresser and input the code. A few seconds later the image of her Fyur contact appeared.

"I have the information you want," she said gruffly, "but this will be my last transmission. We will be leaving Tatooine in a few hours. After that, I will no longer be working for the Fyur. At the same time, I will not divulge any information that may compromise the Fyur, I owe you all at least that much."


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IC:Lorcan

Lorcan relished in the feelings of pain and anguish coming from the Zabrak he was torturing.

-"All right, all right. Forget my interest. I do not know were Loren took the Hunters, but if I was Loren I would have taken them to ....yes....there is a Wookie, a female witha bad temper, her club is behind the Coliseum, in a dark corner, it won't have any names, so I won't bother giving the name, but you'll know it by glowing green door. You'll find your friend there."

Lorcan smiled. Once again, pain proved to be the motivating factor. He released his grip on Ithorak, dropping the fat Zabrak like a sack of bantha dung.

"You are a wise person. I thank you for your cooperation," he said with a mocking bow.

He turned and walked to the door, hesitating for a moment before he walked outside. The thought of killing the sad excuse of a Zabrak crossed his mind. He turned to look at Ithorak again. He was huddled on the floor, trying to figure out what to do with his finger. Fear radiated off him like an overheated engine. Lorcan smiled again. There would be no use in his death, as he may still be of assitance later in the future. Lorcan turned again and walked out the door, meeting Demitri.

"Our host was more than forthcoming with his information. They went to a cantina by the Coliseum, one with a green door that is run by a she-Wookiee."


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