Star Wars Saga: Dawn of Defiance (Inactive)

Game Master James Martin

A small disturbance can create great waves. Will the heroes doom the galaxy or save it?


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Human Jedi(Janisaarai) 5 HP: 53/53, Threshold:22 R:17(16FF) F:17 W:19 Spd:6, Force 10/10 Condition: 0

"Sure, I'll take a look around" Chel responds before sauntering over to the entrance, and taking a look inside.

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Bonekeep Slides

The entrance leads into a small office where a time-clock style computer sits, along with several lockers sized for small humanoids. A door leads deeper into the facility, where the air is damp, and the acrid smell of smoke is thick here. The corridors are cramped, clearly designed for workers of smaller stature, and heavy machinery, some of it rusting and extremely aged, litters the area. The sound of metal-on-metal is almost deafening in places, and many of the machines look corroded and covered in a green-tinted sludge, byproducts of the Tibanna gas spin-sealing process. Unlike the rest of the city, this area seems more like an aging factory than a luxury resort.

It's loud and acrid and you can see Ugnaughts moving around in the smoke, some carrying tools and others carrying small drums.


Human Jedi(Janisaarai) 5 HP: 53/53, Threshold:22 R:17(16FF) F:17 W:19 Spd:6, Force 10/10 Condition: 0

Chel steps nearer the factory, waving wisps of Tibanna gas away from his face with a grimace.

Grabbing the arm of a nearby Ugnaught, he leans down and says conspiratorily, "I need to talk to someone about buying some Tibanna..."


Bonekeep Slides

The Ugnaught squeals piggishly and tries to pull his arm out of Chel's grip. "Talk ta Goffer, over dere!" He points toward an Ugnaught directing the connection of long tubes to gas drums.


Human Jedi(Janisaarai) 5 HP: 53/53, Threshold:22 R:17(16FF) F:17 W:19 Spd:6, Force 10/10 Condition: 0

Chel gives the Ugnaught a long look then releases its arm.

Striding over the the Ugnaught called Goffer, Chel stands at his shoulder, arms crossed, waiting for Goffer to notice him.


Bonekeep Slides

The Ugnaught called Goffer oversees the connection, checks it thoroughly, then turns to the human. "Yes, you need help?"


Human Jedi(Janisaarai) 5 HP: 53/53, Threshold:22 R:17(16FF) F:17 W:19 Spd:6, Force 10/10 Condition: 0

"I do. I need to buy Tibanna, but I need to keep it off the books, if you know what I mean." Chel says lowly, leaning in so that only Goffer hears.


Bonekeep Slides

Goffer looks annoyed at the question. "If you think you can waltz in here and try to bribe me out of my rightful duty, you scheming thief, you got another think coming! Get yer sorry arse out of here before I call security to show you out at the end of a stunner!" He's building into a towering rage, but just beyond him, near one of the fuel cells, you see an Ugnaught gesturing at you discreetly from the shadows. He seems to be indicating that you ought to follow him deeper into the facility.


Male Half Elf HP 10 | AC: 15 | Saves: Str: +0; Dex: +1; Con: +2; Int: +0; Wis: +5; Cha: +4 | Initiative: +1 | Spell Slots: 0 (2) | Inspiration: [ ]

No mind trick.


Human Jedi(Janisaarai) 5 HP: 53/53, Threshold:22 R:17(16FF) F:17 W:19 Spd:6, Force 10/10 Condition: 0

Chel raises his hands in apology and backs away from the agitated Ugnaught.

He waits until Goffer moves off, then moves to follow the other Ugnaught in the shadows....


Bonekeep Slides

The Ugnaught waits not far in, beside a large tank. "You lookin' for gas, eh eh? You gots credits, eh eh? I know some'un who can sell you gas, eh eh."


Human Jedi(Janisaarai) 5 HP: 53/53, Threshold:22 R:17(16FF) F:17 W:19 Spd:6, Force 10/10 Condition: 0

Crouching down, Chel nods, "Yeah, gas. That's what I need. Who do I talk to? Someone discrete I hope..."


Bonekeep Slides

"Discreet? Of course! How much and how soon do you want it? I am called Grokkus. I can work out a.. deal." He and Chel exchange words and an amount of gas and a price are agreed upon. He tells Chel to bring gas canisters and meet him at the rear loading bay of the facility well after dark to complete the transaction.


Human Jedi(Janisaarai) 5 HP: 53/53, Threshold:22 R:17(16FF) F:17 W:19 Spd:6, Force 10/10 Condition: 0

Chel nods and shakes on the deal. Then with a nod, he leaves the foundry.

He walks up to the others and brings them close, "I've got a deal for some Tibanna...strictly off the books. Sounds like what we're after. The exchange is after dark at the rear loading bay. Let's get back to our friends and let them know."


Male Half Elf HP 10 | AC: 15 | Saves: Str: +0; Dex: +1; Con: +2; Int: +0; Wis: +5; Cha: +4 | Initiative: +1 | Spell Slots: 0 (2) | Inspiration: [ ]

That sounds like a most excellent idea.

Grand Lodge

Human Noble 5 | HP 32| Dmg Threshold 13; Reflex 20; Will 17; Fort 13 | Speed 6; Init +7

Ren had been waiting with Quen as Chel headed inside, idly checking his blaster pistols and making sure they were ready to fire at a moments notice. His protective suit under his clothes was still being broken in, feeling very aware of it when he was sitting still.

When Chel finally emerged from the factory, he nodded and holstered his guns. "Good work Chel. Let's head back."


Male Human Wizard 4 | HP 40 | AC:12 | FF:10 | T:12 | CMB:+2 | CMD:14 | Fort:+3 | Ref:+3 | Will:+6 | Init:+2 | Perc +2 | St:+2 |

"I've got 2,500 credits here, if they'll help with the deception."


Bonekeep Slides

You head back to the office where the Ugnaughts wait. Presenting your evidence, the lead one sighs. "We need names and ideally, we need evidence. Will you follow through with this plan, find out who is behind it?"


Human Jedi(Janisaarai) 5 HP: 53/53, Threshold:22 R:17(16FF) F:17 W:19 Spd:6, Force 10/10 Condition: 0

As they walk back to the office, Chel says to Mahath, "Save your credits, we're not staking anything on this."

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"Well the one I talked to was called Grokkus. You give us the credits to make the purchase...we'll see it through. We'll dangle the idea that we're big buyers, want to meet the boss, that sort of thing. See where that gets us. But nothing's going to happen without the credits. " Chel says, revealing to the Ugnaughts what Grokkus expected in payment.


Bonekeep Slides

The ugnaughts confer amongst themselves in their grunting tongue, then the leader pulls a credstick out and hands it over. "This will cover the request. But we need evidence!"

Satisfied, you head back toward the rendezvous with the Ugnaught tibanna traders. The air is hot and muggy in the Tibanna gas refinery, and everywhere machinery rattles, hums, or hisses as gases are vented or heavy equipment is moved. Five Ugnaughts scurry about the area, working to make sure all of the machinery is functioning properly, and one of them stands in the rear of the chamber, near a massive crane. The crane is lifting a 3-meter-wide Tibanna gas container up from somewhere beneath the grated floor. As the base of the huge container passes the floor, there is a hiss as pneumatic grates slam shut beneath it, allowing the crane to set it down.

Four small figures move around the machinery, checking and rechecking it. This small porcine being grunts as he shuffles around the refinery floor. Wearing what looks to be a heavy smock, its surface pitted and burned, the Ugnaught scurries from one machine to another, dark eyes fluttering about the chamber as though fearful of being caught.

The fifth, an atypical intelligence shines in the eyes of this Ugnaught, who seems have complete confidence in his control over the situation. Tufts of white hair hang down from his balding head, and a massive blaster carbine is slung over one shoulder, giving him a menacing air.

The gun toting boss, who exudes an aura of leadership, stands next to the gas contained as it's being raised up. He nods at you as you enter and you see Grokkus among the four Ugnaughts checking the containers. "I am Ublecht. I understand you have a business proposition for me."


Human Jedi(Janisaarai) 5 HP: 53/53, Threshold:22 R:17(16FF) F:17 W:19 Spd:6, Force 10/10 Condition: 0

Sorry , got a bit slammed with work etc.... you guys can chime in as well...

"That's right, Ublecht. My client needs Tibanna, but for reasons I'm not at libery to divulge, cannot go through normal channels. Is that ours?" Chel asks, pointing at the container of gas.


Bonekeep Slides

"Might be. Do you have credits? Has the flocking of mynocks given you trouble up to now?" You get the odd sense that the last phrase is some sort of passcode or secret question.

You can attempt a Use the Force check or a Deception check to guess the correct response.


Human Jedi(Janisaarai) 5 HP: 53/53, Threshold:22 R:17(16FF) F:17 W:19 Spd:6, Force 10/10 Condition: 0

Use the Force: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27

Chel allows his intuition and the Force to guide his answer...

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Male Half Elf HP 10 | AC: 15 | Saves: Str: +0; Dex: +1; Con: +2; Int: +0; Wis: +5; Cha: +4 | Initiative: +1 | Spell Slots: 0 (2) | Inspiration: [ ]

Is that check just for Chel?


Bonekeep Slides

Chel opens himself to the Force and feels himself responding, "I've found that mynocks avoid dark places." Ublecht seems to relax noticeably. "For Darga, is it? More special orders! Well, tell the Hutt that he's bleeding my men dry. We need more time to keep the losses under the radar of the foreman. If this pace continues, we're going to get caught. Understand?" Ublecht motions to his men and they bring forward small gas containers, enough for each of you to carry out on your own.

Burdened with gas (and a recording of the conversation discreetly recorded by the Doctor), you head back to the offices of Figg & Associates, where the Ugnaughts wait. They eagerly take posession of the gas and the evidence, and watching it, squeal with delight. Turning back to you, they tell you that they've been able to determine that Darga has been buying illicit tibanna gas from these Ugnaughts for a long time and selling it to the Empire. It's unclear what Darga gets in return, but they've managed to track Darga's location to two possibilities: the opulent Yerith Bespin hotel and the Royal Casino, where the grand Sabacc tournament is being held. Further, they caution that large numbers of individuals have been arriving on planet for the tournament, including several that seem to have Imperial ties.

Where to now?


Male Half Elf HP 10 | AC: 15 | Saves: Str: +0; Dex: +1; Con: +2; Int: +0; Wis: +5; Cha: +4 | Initiative: +1 | Spell Slots: 0 (2) | Inspiration: [ ]

He is going to Use the Force to trust his feelings about where the Hutt most likely would be.
UTF 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (7) + 15 = 22


Human Jedi(Janisaarai) 5 HP: 53/53, Threshold:22 R:17(16FF) F:17 W:19 Spd:6, Force 10/10 Condition: 0

Chel watches Quen for a moment as he closes his eyes to meditate on Darga's location, then turns to the others , "Well, knowing Darga, he's probably taking up multiple floors of this hotel and he's also probably heavily involved with cheating at this tournament. So the options as I see it are: confront him in his base of operations, probably heavily fortified, or work against him in the tournament."


Male Half Elf HP 10 | AC: 15 | Saves: Str: +0; Dex: +1; Con: +2; Int: +0; Wis: +5; Cha: +4 | Initiative: +1 | Spell Slots: 0 (2) | Inspiration: [ ]

You are probably correct, Chel Nasko. I think however he would recognize you.


Bonekeep Slides

The Force does not seem to avail you with regards to the Hutt. It seems he is resistant to its influence. However, both locations have the feel of being important to this pursuit of the Hutt....


Male Half Elf HP 10 | AC: 15 | Saves: Str: +0; Dex: +1; Con: +2; Int: +0; Wis: +5; Cha: +4 | Initiative: +1 | Spell Slots: 0 (2) | Inspiration: [ ]

Both places, I feel, would be of benefit to explore and investigate.


Human Jedi(Janisaarai) 5 HP: 53/53, Threshold:22 R:17(16FF) F:17 W:19 Spd:6, Force 10/10 Condition: 0

"Hmmmm, I'd wager half the Tibanna on this planet, that Darga has some play involving this tournament, probably has bought dealers or players.... I propose Quen and I enter the tournament and use our abilities to win, win , win" Chel says smiling "That way we foil Darga's plan, and even if there was none, collect a nice pile of credits. Plus, he'd see we were here, it might spook him, reveal his plans , perhaps."


Male Half Elf HP 10 | AC: 15 | Saves: Str: +0; Dex: +1; Con: +2; Int: +0; Wis: +5; Cha: +4 | Initiative: +1 | Spell Slots: 0 (2) | Inspiration: [ ]

That might be the most prudent course of action, Chel. I would be interested to see of the majordomo was here with his machinations.

Are we the only two people still here?


Male Human Wizard 4 | HP 40 | AC:12 | FF:10 | T:12 | CMB:+2 | CMD:14 | Fort:+3 | Ref:+3 | Will:+6 | Init:+2 | Perc +2 | St:+2 |

"It sounds like the kind of event he'd be sponsoring, based on what we saw before. do you think we need to do anything to mask our appearance in case any of his minions spot us? Or do we have a cover story for him about what we are doing here?"

Sorry, I have been slammed at work, and I usually post on breaks. There just haven't been any breaks...


Human Jedi(Janisaarai) 5 HP: 53/53, Threshold:22 R:17(16FF) F:17 W:19 Spd:6, Force 10/10 Condition: 0

Chel shakes his head, "No , I don't think so. Remember, Darga fled before our confrontation with the major domo, so as far as he knows, we're still free agents. I propose me and Quen take on the tournament, you and Ren can check out the hotel."


Male Half Elf HP 10 | AC: 15 | Saves: Str: +0; Dex: +1; Con: +2; Int: +0; Wis: +5; Cha: +4 | Initiative: +1 | Spell Slots: 0 (2) | Inspiration: [ ]

The plan seems sound.

Is the Doc still with us? Are we looking for new players?


Bonekeep Slides

Not sure about the Good Doctor. So the plan is to split the party? Solid choice! :)


Human Jedi(Janisaarai) 5 HP: 53/53, Threshold:22 R:17(16FF) F:17 W:19 Spd:6, Force 10/10 Condition: 0

It's a very Star Wars thing to do ;)


Male Half Elf HP 10 | AC: 15 | Saves: Str: +0; Dex: +1; Con: +2; Int: +0; Wis: +5; Cha: +4 | Initiative: +1 | Spell Slots: 0 (2) | Inspiration: [ ]

OMB, there are a few people that I am playing with that might be interested in playing here. They are in a DL Play by Post I am in.


Human Jedi(Janisaarai) 5 HP: 53/53, Threshold:22 R:17(16FF) F:17 W:19 Spd:6, Force 10/10 Condition: 0

"Ok, Quen lets go to the tournament and get ourselves registered. Ren , Mahath check out Darga's hotel."

Decision made, Chel nods to Ren and Mahath, then leaves with Quen, saying the the padawan, "I think we want to be subtle here, just using our better intuition when betting. Stay away from using your mind trick I think, it might get you noticed."


Bonekeep Slides

The party splits as two head to the Casino and two head to the Hotel.

Hotel
The opulent Yerith Bespin hotel is decorated extravagantly and is clearly one of the finest establishments in the galaxy. Beautifully woven carpets stretch from one side of the lobby to another, and crystalline chandeliers hover overhead, casting scintillating light down on the guests below. To one side of the room, a row of fine wooden desks house computer terminals for hotel employees, each of whom is helping finely dressed guests check in. One guest, however, seems to be taking issue with the service and is berating the hotel employee tending to him so loudly that everyone in the lobby has turned to stare. The Human man, dressed in the style of Core nobility, speaks with a precise accent even as he shouts at the desk worker, complaining about how unsuitable he finds the accommodations.

Perception checks at the hotel!

Perception DC 15:
You notice a strange site in the crowd: Two Theelin women (near-humans with colorful hair and skin patterns) and four men are watching the Human man very closely. The women have the look of bodyguards, their eyes never stop scanning, while the four men could be twins, save for scars that each bears.

Casino
The Royal Casino is a buzz of activity as servers, construction workers and Casino staff move about, clearly getting ready for the main event. A bulky security guard, noticing your interest, moves toward you. "Sabacc tournament starts in two days. If you're here to buy in, stakes are 10,000 credits per player. You can buy in over at the cashier."


Male Human Wizard 4 | HP 40 | AC:12 | FF:10 | T:12 | CMB:+2 | CMD:14 | Fort:+3 | Ref:+3 | Will:+6 | Init:+2 | Perc +2 | St:+2 |

Hotel

Perception 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15

Mahath turns his back to the bustling scene so he can speak to Doc without drawing extra attention. "Doc, there. Those two women and four men. They are guarding someone, or something. And staring down the irate human at the counter. I cannot tell if they are guarding him or hunting him." That's pretty much everything under the spoiler.


Male Half Elf HP 10 | AC: 15 | Saves: Str: +0; Dex: +1; Con: +2; Int: +0; Wis: +5; Cha: +4 | Initiative: +1 | Spell Slots: 0 (2) | Inspiration: [ ]

I dont need to use the Force to impact and influence the minds of others. There are many ways, however, I can use it to our advantage. replies the padawan.

Grand Lodge

Human Noble 5 | HP 32| Dmg Threshold 13; Reflex 20; Will 17; Fort 13 | Speed 6; Init +7

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

Giving a nod at the instructions Chel gave, he headed off with Maharth to the hotel. He had been in something of a fog lately, and was content to let Chel take charge for this particular operation.

Upon arriving at the hotel, he scanned the crowd and nodded to his Jedi ally. "I see 'em Maharth. Looks like they may be guarding him, given the way those two women never take their eyes off him for very long. Let's try to keep tabs on them and learn more about who this guy is."


Male Human Wizard 4 | HP 40 | AC:12 | FF:10 | T:12 | CMB:+2 | CMD:14 | Fort:+3 | Ref:+3 | Will:+6 | Init:+2 | Perc +2 | St:+2 |

Mahath will stay close to Doc, keeping a light conversation going. He'll keep checking his chronometer, feinting as though they're waiting for someone who is clearly late. We'll try to discreetly keep an eye on the loud complaining man and the six who are keeping tabs on him.


Human Jedi(Janisaarai) 5 HP: 53/53, Threshold:22 R:17(16FF) F:17 W:19 Spd:6, Force 10/10 Condition: 0

Chel nods to the guard, then turns to Quen, uttering a low whistle, "10000 credits, that's a lot of scratch. Not sure our gains would be worth it, or if we'd even be able to pool that much together. "

He thinks for a moment, "We'll have to discuss this with the others, let's head over to the hotel..."


Male Half Elf HP 10 | AC: 15 | Saves: Str: +0; Dex: +1; Con: +2; Int: +0; Wis: +5; Cha: +4 | Initiative: +1 | Spell Slots: 0 (2) | Inspiration: [ ]

He nods in agreement.


Bonekeep Slides

As the Doc and Mahath move a little closer to the loud man, they can hear him shouting clearly. "The room is too small and it is not up to my standards of cleanliness! I demand to be placed in a room more befitting my standing with the Empire!"

The hotel clerk smiles, but it's a sad, forced smile. "Baron Kithriss, I understand your concerns. Please accept my sincerest apologies. Would it please you to upgrade to our best suite on the penthouse level? It will be a few moments while our servants move your bags to the room and ensure that it is as ready for you as possible."

The nobleman, who manages to look mollified, nods. "Yes. Yes! That will do nicely, indeed." He steps away from the counter and the two women fall in on either side of him, as if they've practiced this maneuver numerous times before. The four men lock step behind him, almost marching as they follow him toward a small lounge to await word of the room's readiness.

Grand Lodge

Human Noble 5 | HP 32| Dmg Threshold 13; Reflex 20; Will 17; Fort 13 | Speed 6; Init +7

Gather Information: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

'Baron Kithriss...' Ren echoed in his head, keeping up the conversation with Mahath as they got as close as they dared to to this supposed nobleperson. He was more keeping eyes on his protection detail, wondering what kind of power this person had to warrant six bodies to watch over him.


Male Human Wizard 4 | HP 40 | AC:12 | FF:10 | T:12 | CMB:+2 | CMD:14 | Fort:+3 | Ref:+3 | Will:+6 | Init:+2 | Perc +2 | St:+2 |

Mahath whispers "I can keep watch if you need to get to a terminal and do some research."


Bonekeep Slides

Mahath keeps an eye out while Ren hits a nearby terminal in the hotel lobby. A few hacks later, he finds personal files on Baron Kithriss. He learns that he is a nobleman from Chandrila and prior to this trip he attended a high-level political retreat on Coruscant, seemingly at the Emperor's request. From there he came straight here, to Cloud City.

You also can determine that the Baron is carrying a datapad, but unlike most datapads, this one is shielded from the local network. In fact the only reason you know of it at all is that he's activated some sort of social media app that broadcasts his location to the 'Holosweet', a messaging service used by young and hip citizens to broadcast their comings and goings.

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