Dak tries to maintain his feeling of calm, as he swivels his turret around and aims a shot at the inbound missile. He knows they really can't afford to take many more hits like this.
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Dak takes a deep, calming breath and aims carefully at the heavily damaged fighter; if he can take that down, perhaps the pilot can get them through the turbolaser barrage. He takes another deep breath, then fires. The blast punches through the fighter's already weakened shield, and slams straight into the cockpit, leaving nothing but debris. I hope that wasn't a friend of mine... Dak thinks to himself as he moves his turret into position to fire on the fighter ahead of them.
Dak opens fire on the nearest fighter; trying to focus his attention on the vessels that are moving towards the ship. Unfortunately, its pilot activates one of its lateral thrusters just as Dak pulls the trigger; the beam passing below the fighter's new position.
Taking second gunner, unless someone who's actually trained decides to stop me...
If no one else has volunteered by this point, Dak heads towards the second turret, hoping that his reflexes will help to make up for his lack of training.
"Tarkin, eh?" Dak says quietly. "So if we ever got the opportunity to rescue the prince, we'd probably also get the opportunity to do something about that traitorous slime. We didn't see the end of the battle; did Thrawn get away?"
"Jagilar wasn't kidding," Dak says quietly as he enters. He keeps an eye open, looking for anyone who seems to be paying more attention to them than the others.
Dak feels where his broken nose from fighting the Tuskens has been reset; it's still a little crooked, but at least he can breathe properly now. He had several to drink over the night, and ended up in a fight with someone who had a problem with Corellians. He can't remember who won, if either of them could be said to have done so, but after they were split up he does remember discussing martial arts styles with the man over yet more drink.
Awesome. Adding a level of Soldier; mostly so I can keep wearing armour (I'll probably have a total of three Soldier levels all told)... HP:
These are the droids we were looking for...lol Couldn't resist ;)
"Several times our number in Tuskens. These are the droids we were looking for; beyond that, we haven't succeeded until that kriffing traitor Tarkin gets to explain the Emperor why he tried to kill his son, and the new Rebel station goes boom," Dak replies darkly. He hasn't spoken much since arriving on the planet; mostly because Correlians aren't exactly popular in Empire space, so it's possible some of the locals haven't heard his accent.
Dak winces as he picks up his dropped weaponry and climbs over the side of his speeder. The bleeding from his nose has slowed now, and isn't really anything too serious. "Thank the force for that," he comments when Loreck speaks. "I'm not so sure we could cope with another fight like that one right now. So, what now?"
Dak gasps, trying to regain his breath before dropping his pistol and swings wildly at his attacker's lower ribs. He is quite badly distracted by the blood flowing from his now broken nose, however, and misses by a mile.
Dak drops his rifle and draws his DL-44, firing at the nearest Tusken who's still standing. This time, Dak's marksmanship is somewhat improved, and the bolt of plasma hits his target square in the chest.
Dak opens fire on the Tusken that Call missed. Unfortunately, his incredibly poor shots are making him more and more impatient, which has the interesting effect of making his shots even less accurate.
Dak continues to aim at the nearest rider, and opens fire a second time.
Dak does the same, lying prone as he aims through the scope of his rifle; adjusting the knobs on the side and top for range and wind. He squeezes his trigger on the exhale, putting a single slug downrange. Unfortunately, just as he finishes squeezing the trigger, the raider lowers his head, for whatever reason, and the slug passes over him. A couple of seconds later, he hears the bang.
Dak nods. "Sounds like a good plan - the kind of thing I bring my rifle along for - I can still get relatively clean hits at a little over two hundred meters, though around ninety would be preferable," he says. "So, if we can find somewhere around that distance away, I should be able to pepper them with slugs and force them to keep their heads down; stopping them from being able to return fire on the rest of the squad as easily."
"As much as I'd have preferred to avoid that, I don't see that there was much choice," Dak says sadly. "Unless you'd prefer that we'd left him to die of thirst - or let him shoot us in the back..."
Dak retrieves his rifle, then draws his pistol. The Kensae may be able to sense conflicted feelings as he points it at the unconscious raider and prepares to fire. "Sorry friend; you picked the wrong guys to attack, and I don't trust you not to stab us in the back when you wake up. It's this or tie you up and leave you to die of thirst," he says sadly, before shooting his fallen foe in the face.
Dak drops his rifle and aims a punch at the Tuskan's jaw.
Dak pulls his rifle from his back, and opens fire on the closest Tuskan.
Dak looks around for just a moment, then swears quietly. He looks around for any sign that any of the attackers might still be around.
Dak also nods his head. "Aye, let's get moving, and hope that the Lars are still safe from discovery," he says, drawing his slug throwing rifle just in case as he heads for the speeders.
Dak tries not to grumble as he trudges through the desert ahead of the rest of the party, keeping a lookout for any possible dangers. He has his rifle in his hands rather than his pistol; at the kind of range an engagement would occur out here, his pistol would be next to useless...
Dak grumbles as he gets to his feet, then heads over to the escape pod to see if there's any data he can salvage from the on board computers - a location, for example, and the location of the nearest town. While he's doing this, he says, "Does anyone know what happened to the prisoners?"
"You heard the man: get moving!" Dak shouts to the others, prisoners or otherwise. "I don't envy whoever has to tell the Emperor that his son just died..."
Dak starts moving towards the door, hoping he can do something to prevent the Sith assassin from killing them all...
Dak raises his pistol, preparing to shoot the first enemy he sees. He's still where he was before; taking cover behind a desk.
Dak makes but one dry comment to the outburst. "This coming from the side building a weapon designed solely for the slaughter of entire worlds? At least we only threaten your military targets..."
As soon as the route behind them is sealed, Dak heads forward and topples a table, taking cover behind it and aiming his pistol in the direction the group came from. The Mandos will eventually catch up with them, and he plans to be ready when they do...
Dak snarls and opens fire on the Mandalorian who hit DeWry. The first shot goes wide of the mark, hitting the ceiling above the target's head. The second one, however, is a far better shot, as Dak takes a deep, calming breath; knowing that he needs to give the Mandos reason to take cover. "They're here; we need to get moving - NOW!" he shouts as he moves into cover.
Dak quickly moves through the door, taking cover from anyone who may be on the team's flank, before aiming towards the direction they came from.
Dak continues holding rearguard position, aiming his pistol back the way the squad came. "I'll watch our backs," he says, perhaps unnecessarily but best to be sure.
Dak raises his pistol, aiming it towards the team's flank. While the odds are low of any threats in the opposite side to where they entered, it's a possibility so that's where he keeps his pistol trained; planning to open fire on anyone they haven't yet noticed.
Whose turn is it in the combat? I think it's mine, but I'm not sure.
Dak moves into cover, pops his head around to see if there are any rebels still standing within range of his blaster, then opens fire at the closest one.
Just as Dak is about to pull the trigger, however, Luke has already cut down the last remaining rebel. He lowers his pistol and heads to a rearguard position so as to ensure that the squad isn't flanked later.
Dak brings his pistol to bear as quickly as he can, hoping to put a blaster bolt into the rebel's chest before he can fire on the Kensae.
Dak quickly fires a shot off at one of the rebels, aiming for the centre mass, since most species tend to have some vital organs in that area.
"Dak Calgar," Dak introduces himself, his Corellian accent fairly noticeable. He then adds to the rest of the group, in a tone that suggests he's had to say this far too many times already, "And before anyone says anything about my accent, I'm an Imperial citizen first. If I meet any old friends from home on this ship, rest assured that I'll shoot them just as quickly. They chose their side. And with that out of the way, it's a pleasure to meet you all. Nice seeing you again by the way, Master DeWry."
I notice I'm not mentioned in the opening post. Oversight, or am I elsewhere? Also, the actor would probably be Jason Behr.
I know; stun damage only does half HP damage, but takes you down two steps on the condition ladder if it goes over your damage threshold.
1. I hadn't noticed. Thanks for that. 2. I'll update that momentarily. Though I thought the defence bonus was a different feat (Defensive Martial Arts), or was that something that got removed from Revised Edition? 3. It's been a while, so I forgot to add the +1 for being human, so I'll get on that ;). Edit: just looked it up; apparently I was mistaken. Also, I was just looking through the errata, and came across this:
Does that mean I should ignore the stun damage listing on my blaster pistol and simply assume that the stun damage is identical to the normal damage, or is it a case of the errata being even more confusing than the rules it's supposed to update?
Here. Dak stands about five feet ten and wears a basic blast vest and helmet (bought out of his own 1500 credits, since only Stormies and Kensae get armour as standard). Holstered at his side is a BlasTech DL44 (750 Credits) and, when on a mission where range may be an issue, slung over his shoulder is a slug throwing rifle with a targeting scope (300 for the rifle; 100 for the scope). His skin is faintly tanned, though not so much as it once was, his hair is dark brown and his eyes are a greenish blue. |