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"Affirmative." Zixto says without hesitation.

Zixto attempts to use the Force to aid his senses as he glances around the room. Using the Sense Surroundings application just in case someone is hiding.

Use the Force: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

But as usual, Zixto's weakness in the Force keeps him from doing anything useful with it. His eyes work just fine though.

"I had understood Switch to be working independently, not running an organization. But if they're working for Switch, I suppose you may be right. I do agree that revealing who we're working for seems like a bad idea."

"Hmmm. Might be a better option to try to go through the exhaust ducts. Gamorreans tend to be too dumb to fool. Unless you're good with mind tricks?"

"Seems fair." Zixto rumbles. After a moment, he glances back and forth "I guess I just nominated myself to go first." he says, shaking his head ruefully. "I'm Zixto. Yaka, if you couldn't tell." he says, running his hand over some of the scars on his head. Spinning the unignited lightsaber in his hand, he says "This isn't mine. Or at least, it wasn't. It's builder is dead now, thanks to the Empire. He wasn't exactly my master, I'd been shuffled off to the EduCorps, not enough talent for a full apprenticeship. WAs doing some research under Silvus when, well you know. My status didn't matter when the clones got their orders, I guess. I made it, Silvus didn't. Been trying to lay low since then, done some bounty hunting work, that sort of thing. Usually claim I took this off a dead jedi, which is true enough to get past any lie detecting systems I know about. Just trying to survive, I guess."

"If a moody droid is all the problem we have, I'll be surprised. Nut I'll give it a shot."

Here and ready.

Yeah, I was wondering myself.

Zixto shrugs. "Sounds simple enough. What's the catch?"

Zixto shrugs in Gotal's general direction. "You use the tools you have. May as well join forces. I'm Zixto, by the way."

Zixto moves over toward the droid, wishing he could access the computer himself. It had always been an annoyance, that his electronic brain could not directly interface with computers. Something to remember if I ever get brutally maimed and have the excuse to take additional cyborg enhancements. Turning to Ace, he speaks in slow but accurate Binary.

As the last man flees, Zixto doues his saber and pulls his sporting blaster rifle, squeezing off a shot at the last man.

Attack: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0
Damage: 3d6 ⇒ (1, 1, 1) = 3

Woooow. Payback for that 20 earlier, I guess.

"I bet you folks are just dying to see what lightsabers can do." Zicto says as he steps over the bisected remains of the first informant, headed for the others.

Double Move

In case their aim improves:
Deflect: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15

Well, that's a nice way to start a campaign.

As chaos breaks out, Zixto mentally shrugs. Now or never. What's the worst that could happen? Slipping his (well, Silvus's) lightsaber from its hiding place, he dashes forward, igniting the electric blue blade with a snap-hiss as he goes. As he reaches the nearest stormtrooper, he brings the blade down in an overhand strike, hoping to cleave his helmet in twain.

Charge! I'll attack the first stormtrooper I come to. If he's down, I continue forward to the next one that's still standing.

Attack, Lightsaber: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 4 + 2 = 26 Oh my.
Damage, Energy: 2d8 ⇒ (5, 6) = 11x2 for crit=22

The way I'm reading the rulebook we don't confirm in this game, it just says that if the die comes up 20 "In addition, you score a critical hit and deal double damage."

Also, in case someone decides to take issue with me chopping his friend in half, I'll roll a deflect.
Use the Force (Deflect): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

Just accepted the Roll20 invite. Sorry that took so long. Please go ahead and move me diagonally down and to the left as far as I've got the movement to go.

Zixto looks back and forth between the stormtroopers, the woman, and the rodian, then moves sideways to them, not approaching, but staying close enough to charge in if things get violent. If he can keep them talking for a minute, I can get close enough to use my saber.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

Zixto lingers by the transparisteel viewports, watching Brentaal turning below, and ships coming and going. Something about the dance of starships moving to and fro has always entranced him. Probably the beauty of the mathematical precision of it, and trying to derive their paths trigonometrically. he thinks, always aware and not aware of the cybernetic components in his brain, and how his computational abilities, his ability to recall information, race ahead of his organic thoughts. Then again, maybe I'm just hoping to see a crash. he smiles at that. Yaka are not known for their bright and sunny humor. He turns away, glancing between the other travelers on Sel Zonn station. Four men, identically dressed. I wonder if we think they can't see those hold-outs. He shifts toward them, trying to be as inconspicuous about it as possible for a 2.2 meter tall being.

I'll Take 10 on Stealth for a 13, presuming no other factors that would aid/hinder a Stealth check. Would like to get close enough to eavesdrop if possible.

Zixto wrote:

Gotal and Zixto might have crossed paths at the temple occasionally. But Zixto wasn’t even a proper padawan, he ended up being shipped off to the EduCorps (which turned out to be lucky because it meant that he was off on a research assignment when Order 66 happened).

That might make sense, for some reason I did not realize you made a Jedi character, Gotal is 32 years old, so he would have been in the Temple since he was probably 2 till about 18 or 20, does that math work in your background based on your age?

I'm not actually sure what Yaka lifespans are, but if we assume they're human-like, I figure he's about 20ish now, and has been at the Temple since shortly after birth (certainly as far back as he can remember).

Gotal and Zixto might have crossed paths at the temple occasionally. But Zixto wasn’t even a proper padawan, he ended up being shipped off to the EduCorps (which turned out to be lucky because it meant that he was off on a research assignment when Order 66 happened).

Just want to note that my dad’s in town for the weekend, so I may not post much until Tuesday.

Woohoo, let’s go!

Here's Ouachitonian's submission. Still needs a few last tweaks, like adding non-combat gear. But should be mostly done. I'm happy to accept feedback. I think I adequately explained how a weakly Force sensitive barely-even-technically-a-Jedi survived Order 66, but I'm not super clear on the adventure's start, so specifics of how he got there are kind of light. Oh, and I need to add a Destiny. But it's past midnight here, I can do that tomorrow.

Ok, this is Ouachitonian's submission. I think he should be done, but if you see anything that needs fixing or further fleshing-out, let me know. I’m aiming for the Archmage path, though I’m also planning to take Dragon Disciple and be more of a gish than a pure arcane caster. If you’re aiming to have the normal Fighter, Mage, Thief, Healer, you probably don’t want me to be the only Mage. I know that probably hurts my chances if you’re only picking one for each Mythic path, but I’m willing to live with that.