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Male Human Soldier 1 / Jedi 1 | 30/36 HP | Fort 16 Ref 16 Will 14 | Initiative +7 | Perception +9

Rod looks disapproving at Flan's launched flare. "Better hope no imperials see or respond to that. We're fish in a barrel out here. Wouldn't put it past the locals to turn us in to Imperial authority either. No, we're better off rescuing ourselves." Remembering the speeder bikes he saw in the walker, Rod walks back up the legs to the AT-AT's body. With the vehicle deployment doors underwater, those bikes would need another way out.

The clone draws the lightsaber. It's a rough, battered old thing. Small pockets of rust infest the length of the handle except for the sections of the casing that have been crudely patched with panels of replacement metal. Traces of what appears to be delicate electrum detailing suggests that this weapon was once a beautiful, elegant piece before falling into its current state of disrepair. The whole thing looks to be held together by a generous wrapping of wire and mesh tape.

*Pssshhew!*

The lightsaber's internals however, work just fine as Rod ignites the lightsaber. For a long moment, Rod simply holds the Jedi tool with trembling hands and stares into the glowing green blade, seemingly almost mesmerized by it. The moment passes and the clone's hands still before he plunges the blade into the AT-AT and begins slowly cutting a hole large enough to move a speeder bike through.


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I'm interested!

Working on my character now, should have it done later today or tomorrow. Character concept is a stay-at-home mum whose kids just moved out to go to college. Got married and settled down a bit young and is now looking for a bit of excitement to make up for lost time. Mechanically, I'm thinking either cleric or oracle (kids who never call are an oracle curse, right?).


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Male Human Soldier 1 / Jedi 1 | 30/36 HP | Fort 16 Ref 16 Will 14 | Initiative +7 | Perception +9

Rod looks around incredulously as Flan's song of choice starts blaring all around."Mermeia? Really? You can't be serious." He says to no one in particular. The clone immediately clears his throat unconvincingly and avoids eye contact. "I mean, I have no idea who this is- I mean... what is that music? Never heard it before. It's terrible."

Rod hangs back from the corner to avoid revealing himself, instead relying on the Force to sense if anyone was around.

Taking 10 on a Use the Force check for the sense surroundings application.
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

And senses nothing, distracted as he is by Mermeia blasting into his ears.


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Male Human Soldier 1 / Jedi 1 | 30/36 HP | Fort 16 Ref 16 Will 14 | Initiative +7 | Perception +9

Rod doesn't even turn around as the clanker begins to fall. Good riddance. Bucket of bolts was a liability anywa-Rod, pay attention! Vala's telepathic warning directs the clone's focus back to the fall, just in time for him to visibly tense at Mith's display of Force use. At least three Force users on this ship alone. Unbelievable, what are the blasted odds!?

Better than you'd think, my student. Genuine coincidences like this are few and far between. Keep an open mind. I believe the Force may have guided you and these beings together.

Rod spares OOM-93b a short glance. If it did, it has a sick sense of humour.

Preaching to the choir on that account, friend.