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"Indeed, devils bring order, maybe not good but they like our country now has order. Not every thing has a hiding devil behind it. Now could we get to the matter at hand and leave matter of state to others?"
Mossi watches the outburst with some detachment, and a bit of amusement once the bird man stands and reply, listing to the way his beak wraps words was somewhat interesting, and such shinny feather he had. She sits back in her chair "So , we are clear we are not to be assassins, and as our feathered friend her says I have no interest in being in chains in the hellknights dungeons, however' She says leaning forward "I am willing to hear what you have to say.
"I am Mossin Durren you may call me Mossi everyone seems to.' she looks over at Benicio from across the table, "My you seem prepared. expecting trouble perhaps? "
Mossi, sits and gets a good look around the table, but makes no move to eat just yet
Mossi is silent for a while as the exchange goes on, she drifts to the back of the crowd as they ague "The wizard is correct' she says in a flat no nonsense tone "Cheliax has order, Cheliax has law and stability from the chaos of the war. Devils are creatures of order. Evil perhaps but tools none the less of order.' She walks to the table and lifts a bit of cheese off a plate. "A hungry man does not care if an evil man made his meal, he is grateful he has it. The common folk do not care if the army that protects the city has men of evil hearts within it, all they care is that the city is safe." She takes a bit of the cheese savoring the flavor. "If an evil man does a kindness, is it any less of a kindness to you?"
Mossi was dressed in well worn traveler clothing, her Kukri's at her back and two daggers in her boots hidden from view, whip coiled at her side. She had come to listen not to work, but when is wise never to go unarmed. Mossi wasn't a tall woman, she was small, compact. No one would ever call her lovely not because she was plain but the fact she was lean, serious looking and her steel gray eye's always seemed intense and watchful. She was once told she was like a viper, tense and ready to strike, cold in her actions. She always liked that She once was used to fine things, clothing , good food the best. Now she thinks looking down at her worn clothing I am low on money, and could use a bit of work and that is how she finds herself on a empty street full of old shops and ghosts of the city's glory days.What kind of trouble will such a place hold? she thinks to herself as she cross the street and heads into the building
GM Spoiler: Mossi thinks for a moment keeping silent before speaking " Using one's training is always good, as for past glory ,I have to ask what does it pay? Glory is all fine and well, it does not however keep ones belly full and a roof above ones head'
GM Spoiler: Intrigued by the woman Mossi Nods he head " It is a lovely day,it would be a shame to not take it in'
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Spoiler: Mossi gives the woman a once over, years of training an always looking for the hidden dagger or the poisoned drink does that to a person. "I was trained by several privet masters, in many styles since a very young age. My family thought it prudent to have such skills."
Well looks like I am done then as nameless has replied. I need to do a little adding to her background but yeah done
I know little of the setting myself..I just made names up :) somewhere in westcrown there is a minor merchant house Durren
Unless I change traits she is done.
"what an ugly gnome"
that I will do. I have most done, as well as a basic backstory. may expand on that
I am going monk, maybe not the most combat effective I can be as I like to make the pc fit the background. So far what I have is she is the 3rd child of a minor noble or merchant, trained by a privet master. She just went kinda all bodyguard. Has some sociable skills but no real cha as she is a bit intense and never really lets her guard down. The stats are still being tinkered with so this is not final KC what is it with your and odd races :)
No I will go monk not druid , he is a start on her
oww, I was in one that died, might be fun to try again, I have that star wars avatar and everything Indeed it was
Looking to Gareth he snots " lady, yeah right pal. Days when someone like her was a lady is long since past" Glancing about he goes on " Do get the room and the drink bachantra." Mossie pats his own blaster. "We have a need to talk without so many sotha rats around"
Mossie scans the room as he enters, years of fighting and bottom holes like this makes him do so without thinking about it. He lest the man speck while keeping a causal hand on his weapons. " Umm, A place to lay low might be nice. And a drink, something with a bite to it."
"Humm, 150 creds isn't much but it'll do need to talk with that man anyhow. hand over the cylinder" He looks to the rest " Well ya bunch of nuxs coming of you gonna stand there" With that he starts off toward the bar, stay out of the main areas if he can
Mossi looks at the others, "Yeah we killed a few, Might be best to stay together until we get off this station. Maybe Lil miss save me can help with that." He digs around and pulls out a med pack to apply to his wounds He spits unto the floor, and looks to around " Reckon that droid of yours can access the computer, may be real handy in not getting shot"
seeing the others start off,mossi hangs the saber back on his belt before bolting after the others.
rd 3.
RD.4 He then charges the trooper igniting his green saber as he moves driving it into the troopers body, harnessing his growing rage he pulls the 2nd troopers weapon from his hand.
19 for saber,10 damage[forgot to add str to the roll so it'll be 11] and 27on UTF
Hearing to commotion around him, his blaster is in his hand before he really knows whats going on. The girl, something about her called to him. But it was the troops chasing her the set him in motion. He wasn't seeing her or them. No his mind was back on mohansatan and that village. No it wasn't the girl he seen as rage filled him and he embraced it, but the broken body's and clone troops. A cold rage had settled upon him as he fired upon the stormtrooper. after the shot he scrambled for cover behind a bench.
Mossi pays little mind to the goings on behind him as he heads toward the place on the paper. He needs a drink to wash memories from his mind.
This is where the transport was heading
All in the station, a few days or a few weeks wont be long
Yes
No
He pulls the blaster off his leg. He produces a battled looking set of paper work. Oh yeah and this
No
That about covers it.
Mossi looks to the woman,
Once In his room he gathers he meager belonging Fills his paper work out. and meets the others in unloading.
with a cold look mossi looks Kal over. The shugs his shoulders Saber done out of sight, I find it a useful tool, the Jedi didn't need it anylonger anyhow.. He looks to the bell now with a ringing headach And i'll take the drink
mossi takes a good look at the chatting man at the bar " If ya got something to say bub speak plain, I don't have time to put up with mind game, I have had all of that a man would ever want."
Mossi tucks the paper into his jacket and finishes his drink. He looks into the empty glass lost in other times and other places.
Mossi gives a cold smile and looks the man over. " I could use some work, I don't have much cause for an issue long as it pays in cold hard credits"
Mossi looks to the bar keep. Since when is carrying a dead man's saber an issue? with all the dead Jedi I know I am not to only one packing around a dead man's saber, But I can put it away. It is a tool nothing more." With that he places the saber into a pouch on the belt. He gets a strange look on his face " TO the death of the Jedi then!" He downs his drink and looks toward the bar keep " Well you gonna poor me another or stand there like a lost trooper?"
Mossi looks to the new comer. " Hump, That's his problem. As for the saber, how I got it, and who died for me to have it is none of your consurn " With that he turns back to his drink seeming not to care of anyone or anything in the room.
Mossi enters the rec room and makes his way to the bar. His cloths have seen better days a well worn holster holds a heavy blaster on his left leg, his boots look scuffed and worn. A battered lightsaber hangs from a republic issue belt with the republic symbol on the buckle. Over all the man looks worn and a bit of a scoundrel. He scans to room with a glance before taking his drink.
yes I thought that, I was going for that fallen jedi look, but drunken bum will prob fit better
I changed my avatar to avoid confusion when the game starts
indeed.....humm maybe we should be long lost twins lol I have hopes of one day playing in a legacy era game and that sites gold
wookiepeida is highly useful and I have used it many times
Yep one hard drinking"how is this my problem" fallen Jedi//Presant
Will have my gear posted up later didnt take much and I have a saber not sure thats gonna be in plan view but a lot of bounty hunters took dead Jedi sabers
well I do have a blaster and that was the plan
Here is my character. Let me know if you need something else. ** spoiler omitted ** heh twins...:}
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