STAR WARS EPISODE X DUEL OF THE FATES The iron grip of the FIRST ORDER has spread to the farthest reaches of the galaxy. Only a few scattered planets remain unoccupied. Traitorous acts are punishable by death. In order to suffocate the unrest that defeated EMPEROR PALPATINE, the mysterious SUPREME LEADER has silenced all communication between neighbouring systems. Led by POE DAMERON, the Resistance has planned a secret mission to prevent their annihilation and forge a path to freedom... A rich tapestry of stars, reaching beyond all we know. A world, surrounded by a dock. Kuat. Two sharp points of a space station enclose us as we drift backwards into the glowing rectangular entrance of a docking bay. A First Order transport, a TIE Marauder, touches down; a wide platform descends, revealing a variety of droids. A black-grey BB unit carefully splits off from the group. The graphite BB unit swerves to avoid all manner of labour droids, scraping BB's spherical side against the wall. His head tilts down, checking a scuff in his paint, revealing orange beneath. It's BB-8, deep undercover. He lets out his almost signature 'uh-oh' beep and rotates the orange scuff beneath his head. --- Coruscant, the First Order Capitol War Room A clawed hand reaches into a silver tureen of baby shaaks, huddling together for warmth. We follow the squealing animal into the mouth of Lord Gherlid, a nonhuman with razor teeth that ruled much of the northern quadrant. He sits at a table of Galactic Warlords - tribal, wealthy, coated in elaborate robes and stolen jewels. Chancellor Hux speaks to them, nostrils flared at the smell. Nine years ago, he wouldn't have had to put up with these... aliens. But then again, without them, taking advantage of the chaos caused by the galactic uprising against the return of Emperor Palpatine, there would not have been a First Order left. It had been ridiculous to assume that all of the galaxies' species would unite behind a single call from Lando Calrissian. As many took advantage of the chaos, carving out fiefdoms in those difficult early days, only to find the First Order was not dead, merely humbled... "I assure you," he continued. "The stolen Destroyer will be found. Our probe droids are scouring the galaxy as we speak." Lord Gherlid, his mouth full, burped. "A Dreadnought just slipped through your fingers, Hux. Your words don't inspire confidence." "A lone signal won't be difficult to fine," Hux said stiffly. "Our transmissions blockade has silenced millions of systems." Of course it had, and it was the main reason why the First Order had managed to retain supremacy - with communication cut, the galaxy had no way to even speak to each other. The First Order knew how to fight without the HoloNet, having spent decades in the Unknown Regions without such a thing. The ill-coordinated, hopeful masses? Not so much. "You can silence planets, not people. There have been uprisings. We must not allow the seeds of revolution to take root." Gherlid huffed, and Hux responded swiftly, expecting as much, and looking to leverage this into an advantage. "The First Order will punish those who defy your rule. Submit your youth for conditioning. They will teach their elders the rule of law." Jor Nult, a nasty-looking dreadlocked Weequay - the Hutt representative - wagged a finger. "Its Skywalker they believe in, not the law. She's become a symbol of hope." Raykar Shen, the Harch representative - a spider-like offshoot of the Aqualish, that ruled whole sectors of the Outer Rim. "The people believe she will destroy you, Hux - and your Master." He seethed, remembering the voice of the man who had spoken to him in the days after Exegol, who had taken command of his successes, and returned Hux to being only the second most powerful person in the galaxy. Palpatine, Pryde, all of the other First Order leaders, dead. But not him. Hux sneered at Shen. "Kylo Ren is no Master, certainly not mine." --- Welcome to Star Wars: Episode X: Duel of the Fates Nine years have passed since Episode IX: The Rise of Skywalker. The galaxy may not look like what you expected. The armada that went to Exegol, yes, it thrashed the Final Order, and decapitated the leadership of the First Order. Uprisings on Endor, Corellia, Jakku, Thyferra, Coruscant, Kuat, Lothal, Tatooine - they all happened, yes. But that wasn't the end of things. Chaos bred opportunity, and the First Order was given a chance - a chance to deploy what they had spent a year preparing - a complete communications black-out. Within days of the Battle of Exegol, the armada scattered, returning to defend homeworlds that were now isolated and exposed prey. But that lack of galactic community... the inability the galaxy had to speak... it didn't stop the whispers of hope; of the story of Rey spreading... Nor the rumour that Kylo Ren was not dead. In nine years, the Supreme Leader has not been seen by the galaxy at large... Until now. --- Character Sheet Name: Age: The Game is Set in 44 ABY, ten years after the Episode VII and VIII, and nine years after Episode IX Species: Homeworld: Affiliation: First Order, Resistance, Unaligned Force Sensitivity: Y/N. Personal Effects: Personal Starship (if any): Personal Weapon: Bio: I will merrily accept a link to a Wookieepedia article for Canon characters. --- The Rules 1. All sheets to the GM for approval first! 2. Kylo Ren and Hux are non-player characters. 3. Let the fun Begin! 4. All sheet will have an intro before it goes up! 5. This is a cinematic game. In that, the show must go on, and actors can and will be recast. Missing two TAGs without prior notice returns your character to the GM.