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"I am not the Newbie you are looking for" Nomi says slowly moving her hand across the GM's line of sight. "But I am the Oread you are looking for. I may move along to the gameplay thread."

Right. A communications disruption can mean only one thing.

Roger that. Thanks for the heads up.

Nomi quietly observes from her position leaning against the wall.

Ditto.

"Igrin.... Let's go somewhere we can talk."

(Free action) use the force (surge): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (10) + 12 = 22

Long jump (surge bonus): 1d20 + 5 + 30 ⇒ (12) + 5 + 30 = 47

Nomi opens the door takes three steps and then running force jumps the length of the room landing behind the assassins.

Double move.

Ahem. Actually it's a sort of bronze color.

Nomi hearing the shouts and blaster fire allows the force to guide her hands.

Swift action: use the force (sense surroundings--sense location of whomever is breaking in (DC 20); force point): 1d20 + 12 + 1d6 ⇒ (6) + 12 + (5) = 23

She lights her blade and sends its point straight through the wall into the would-be interloper.

lightsaber v blue (rapid strike, two-handed): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25 damage: 3d8 + 8 ⇒ (8, 8, 8) + 8 = 32

Additional critical damage!: 3d8 + 8 ⇒ (2, 4, 1) + 8 = 15

Well, if it just a surprise round she gets up from prone. If there's more time she moves to the side of the door with her lightsaber. If there's even more time she stacks her pillows to make it look like there is someone under the covers.

I guess it's up to you. You don't have any knowledge skills that would apply so probably not.

Unfortunately I'm not familiar with Jedi Starfighter I'll take a look at the link later.

I'll update the gameplay thread a little later too...

Yeah, she wouldn't have heard of them. Most of her knowledge would be about recent Jedi history, and superficial fringe shadiness.

Nomi enters a force trance SWCR 77 in order to heal up a bit and to get last night's dinner off her mind.

use the force: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (20) + 12 = 32

She remains in the trance all night long regaining 4 hp per hour (so however many hours before the Quarren arrive x 4 hp). She remains fully aware of her surroundings during this time. This may adjust what she is able to hear coming from her door.

Have you ever hear of the GenoHaradan?"[/b]

GM, have I? I, the player, vaguely remember them from a novel I read a few years back, but they are not anything I had planned for in Nomi's backstory. I have no opinion one way or the other, though Nomi has been living on the fringe for a while I doubt she is such a mover and shaker that she would have heard of them.

Morelikely she knows the backstory to Star Wars Jedi Starfighter due to the involved of her Jedi Master Adi Gallia.

Earlier.

Russel let's Kalus' comments pass without retort. Instead he follows Nomi, "Hey, can I talk to you for a second. I know you said it's not my business so I won't bring up whatever that was but I have some other business to discuss with you".

"Fine." She snaps. She leads Russel toward the refresher. She ducks in drawing him with her. Then she steps into the cleaning stall and closes its fogged transparisteel door behind her. She disrobes, hanging her clothes over the stall top and turns the sonics on and begins to shower.

"Well?" She says over the thrum of the exfoliating sonics.

Russel is a bit taken aback by the exchange, "Well I was gonna start by thanking you all for saving my a-".

"You stay out of this!" Nomi snaps. She turns back to Kalus "And as I recall the ingratiating little sleemo was already interested in ambushing me an arborium before today! Had we just settled for making the switch, the slavers would have either given up or tried again with something different after we were gone. No harm no foul. Instead we got the play the parts of Kowakian monkey-lizards in a pit fight, forced to kill or be killed. Even though we got the keys to the palace out of it you could not have known that would happen! The future is always in motion. And if you don't think that these cylinders don't get logged each time they open a door perhaps you need more time in the pit with some actual monkey-lizards! .... I need a shower." Nomi storms off.

treat injury: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13

perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14

Nomi's too distracted by her own thoughts to notice much, as she is patched up some, and then granted her key. Her eyes more or less locked on the closest cup like the one she had swapped for the one filled with poison.

Later, when the group is more or less alone Nomi suddenly turns grabs Kalus and slams him into the nearest wall. "It was my job to intercept the poison, Kalus. My job and I did it. But what you couldn't trust me to do it? And now a lot of people are dead and we're all closer to the Hutt... in more ways than one."

Website's been killing me lately. I'll get something up tonight, even if I have to hand deliver it to someone with a keyboard and physical server access.

Nomi moves up drawing her blaster. In the blink of the eye she's gone from beside Kalus and is suddenly there next to Russell with a blaster in her hand.

use the force (surge): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (14) + 12 = 26 Speed increases to 12 squares per move. Move. Drop stun baton. Draw blaster.

*PEW!*

"HEY! WATCH IT!"

"Cover me!"

use the force (surge): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17 Speed increases to 8 squares per move. Double move.

B Gamorrean

Ooh lucky with the Fools Luck there Nomi!
Stepping in the remaining Karg brother continue thier assault on Nomi! She's just barely able to dodge aside as the first swings his humming axe.

In my experience there is no such thing as luck.

G Gamorrean

Nomi takes 18 damage and is knocked another step down the condition track. (-2)
The second Karg brother swings his axe true though, the blade slices deep into her side, blood spraying over the Gamorrean's chest as he squeals triumphantly!

See?

Swift action 1 second wind (+13 hp)
Swift action 2 battle surge (spend 1 force point)
use the force (cond. -2): 1d20 + 12 - 2 ⇒ (11) + 12 - 2 = 21 +1 atk, +2d6 damage
Move action 5 feet
Standard action fight defensively (+2 reflex save)

Destiny Point (stun baton crit v green) double stun damage: 4d6 + 10 + 4d6 ⇒ (5, 3, 1, 1) + 10 + (5, 3, 1, 6) = 35

Nomi uses a Force Point to activate Fool's Luck to improve her AC by +1 (or 0 with her -1 condition).

Nomi rolls with the axe blow and drives the stun baton into her attacker's face. "Smells like bacon!"

stun baton v green: 1d20 + 6 - 1 ⇒ (19) + 6 - 1 = 24 stun damage: 2d6 + 5 ⇒ (5, 5) + 5 = 15

Have fun and see you then.

Ho ho! Ha! Dodge, parry, spin, THRUST!

stun baton v green: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11 stun damage: 2d6 + 5 ⇒ (2, 6) + 5 = 13

Without a word, Nomi picks out a stun baton from the pile of weapons.

"Count me in." Nomi says raising a toast.

Nomi grabs a handful of blastcorn off a stopped serving droid's tray, and munches it as she watches Kalus work.

She goes to take a drink and stops herself.

As you may have noticed the campaign thread update notification tracker thingie on the website isn't working. So... there's that.

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Nomi waits with baited breath. If only she had a drink....

No worries. Hope you're staying warm.

Thise are some sweet back to back Nat 20s there Kalus...

Darga takes the switched goblet from the servant, taking a sip he looks at it quizzically as if it's not what he expected and then gives the servant a sidelong glance but doesn't say anything. Demos on the other hand is looking from Kalus and the green Twi'lek slave, to Nomi...

Nomi tips her mug at the man. Flashing a wry smile.

"So, tell me, who hired you to poison Darga? You give them up, and Darga might not have you executed."

Nomi almost facepalms. What's he doing? I'm the one holding the poison now!

perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19

Notices the powder too. Even as Kalas mentions it she is already forming a plan. She grabs another unattended cup (or one from a courtier if she needs to), tries to interpose herself between the servant, and the Hutt (and anyone else looking), jostle him, and make a quick switch. She calls upon the force for help doing so.

stealth (sleight of hand, Force Point): 1d20 + 9 + 1d6 ⇒ (17) + 9 + (2) = 28

Likewise, except replace the blaster with a lightsaber. Better neck support.

" Surely she must have had help though, to do so much damage? "

Yeah. Nomi's thoughts focus on Igren Demos.

Nomi works out and is rewarded with increases to Str, and Con. She gains 6 + 3 (for the Con bump) worth of hit points (class average rounded up + Con bonus), and picks up Block as a Talent.

" I, uh, I... yes! Yes he does! " the Neimoidian says. " Under the throne room, off the gladiator ring! " He jumps to his feet and starts walking briskly towards the door but then spins around. " I'll lead you there!"

He leads you back down through the halls and down a few levels, hurrying down a plain looking corridor he points to a door. " It's through there, I'll go get a surgeon! "

He rushes off leaving you outside the door...

Stepping through you find quite a well stocked medical bay, it even has a Bacta tank in a corner, though it's empty and dry... there are a couple of operating tables and shelves full of synthskin and medicines.

Nomi looks around the surgical chamber, and shudders remembering a similar chamber in the imperial base on Felucia. "I don't know about this."

A squelching noise comes from the hall outside announcing Darga before the Hutt squeezes himself through the door. Booming in Huttese, Six Six translates from behind the Hutt in the hallway. " A question I would like the answer to as well. "

Kalus will have drug Kessra's body along with them to the medical bay, along with the Nemoidian. At the question of both the Bith and Darga, he gestures to her. "Thanks to this little schuuta here. She's the leader of a swoop gang called the Vipers we encountered shortly after arriving. Apparently, she arranged to have one of your dancers tell this fellow here to pass a message to one of us that you desired a meeting in your aviary. We went there only to be ambushed by her. A firefight ensued, in which he went down, but so did she. I don't think medical attention will be necessary for her, though."

Well, I guess that's a better story than the first thoughts that ran through my head. 'Uh, we had a slight weapons malfunction, but uh... everything's perfectly all right now. We're fine. We're all fine here now, thank you.' Lame.

Holy wow. I took the weekend off to work on my car and came back to 30+ posts. I'm catching up now.

On a side note, if someone ever tells you "Hey, buy the old American muscle car, it'll be fun to tinker with and fix when things break!", don't do it. It's a trap.

Well, all I can say is engage those star destroyers at point-blank range. You might just take a few of them with you.

Nomi pushes the button with the little crescent with the nested vertical line in it and hopes the thing is on on now. What the frak happened to a simple 'off' and 'on'?

heavy blaster: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17 death ray!: 3d8 ⇒ (5, 2, 2) = 9

Kalus pumps another stun blast into the last Hawk and it plummets awkwardly to the ground at Nomi's feet. He then grabs the Neimoidian, who stumbles along before falling to the ground next to a tree where Kalus drops him.

....

With the last bird down, Nomi makes her way through the underbrush towards Kessra and fires her blaster at the ganger, the bolt leaving another burning hole in the tree she's hiding behind.

No, Nomi just shoots the stunned bird at her feet again. "I got it!"

heavy blaster: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10 stun: 3d8 ⇒ (6, 5, 2) = 13

Now she moves through the underbrush and misses.

"Grrr."

Nomi moves to cover and snaps off another (more considered) shot at the bird chasing her.

heavy blaster pistol v purple: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21 stun: 3d8 ⇒ (8, 3, 5) = 16

"Yeah! I'm here!"

heavy blaster pistol: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5 stun: 3d8 ⇒ (5, 8, 5) = 18

That's one tree that will never mess with Nomi again.

"Whatever they are, I bet they taste like hawk-bat." Nomi says throwing her back against the nearest tree for cover.

heavy blaster v blue (stun): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16 stun damage: 3d8 ⇒ (7, 6, 3) = 16

ZAP! "Sorry. This thing's got a real hair trigger."

It would probably be best not to kill this guy - we don't want to anger Darga at all, although having this Nemoidian fool as a witness might help.

Kalus flicks his blaster over to a stun setting, then sights at the target, waiting to see if they attack - and how.

Two swift actions to aim, then a readied action to shoot the target if they attack.

Ditto. readied action.

Nomi draws her blaster, and shifts back-to-back with everyone else.

heavy blaster (stun): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17 damage: 3d8 ⇒ (1, 7, 3) = 11

Can we get a little Nemoidian on the map--just so we can keep an eye on the little womp rat.

perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

"Huh?"

Avizzi moves with the group, but when they reach the Aviary, he pauses and looks to Nomi. "The audience is with you. Why don't you step in first?" He flicks his eyes to the Neimoidian and gives a subtle narrowing of his gaze. We'll cover your back.

"Somehow I think it's with all of us. I just got an early invite." Geared up for anything this side of hard vacuum, Nomi steps in.

" If you'd like to bring any of your companions I could wake them while you dress? "

"Oh, one of those private meetings with everyone."

She closes her door and gets dressed, not really wanting to know where Kalus holsters his blaster.

"Mind if I get dressed first?"

Nomi considers for a moment. She tucks the blaster beneath a fold of clutched shirt hoping keep it in hand while simultaneously concealed.

Still to the side of the door out of view, Nomi trips the open controls and says. "So what does his grand grandness want?"

I don't know about the others, but Avizzi will sleep in his own room. Albeit with his slugthrower pistol under his pillow, and the rifle positioned to shoot at someone in the doorway with its remote activation--preferably hidden under the bed if possible. Remember, kids: paranoia pays off!

It's not possible. There is already a tactical team in position under your bed. It's actually a well-camouflaged pillbox. Don't even think about trying the closet.

"Who from?" She says from just to the side of the doorframe.

perception (recognize the voice?): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27