Star Wars: Silent Destiny

Interlude: The Sister
In Which We Learn What Happened to Marius Krath

The IG-2000 shook hard enough to send Marius Krath tumbling from his bunk to the frigid deck plate, landing hard enough for his tender leg bones to scream in new agony.

He aimed a dirty look at the FX-7 that IG-88 kept in the prisoner hold. The bounty hunter had tasked the old medical droid with mending Krath’s shattered legs – something about wanting his quarry “whole before they’re broken” – but forbade the FX to use any anesthetic in the process.

Krath had more than half a mind to take both droids apart, piece by piece. And it seemed that the ship was under attack, so his chance was coming up.

We must be over Ord Mantell, Krath thought, setting his teeth against the pain as he braced himself against the bunk and stood. Mekoa got my distress call! He blessed the crazy witch for insisting all her Alphas get the transponder implants… she must have evaded the Imperials at Iridonia and come after him with the Frost Harrier.

He peered outside his cell through the force field, to assess the prisoner hold again. Krath knew this was the only part of the ship with life support. The FX’s medical equipment seemed to be his only option for improvised weaponry, and that’d be no use against IG-88. He just had to stay alive until the Hounds of Winter arrived – they always brought the right tools for any job.

The ship shuddered again, and the constant drone of the engines stopped. Krath heard another ship clang alongside, heard the airlock open. He waited for the sound of blaster fire, a sound as dear to him as a lullaby to an anxious child…

He heard IG-88 clank into a firing position and open up with his pulse cannon – but then he heard the unmistakable snap-hiss and angry roar of a lightsaber.

What? She followed me? Krath had pulled his mind away from the girl some twenty times since their encounter. She had the skill of a Jedi Knight, sure, but she was far too young to be a veteran of the Clone Wars. How was this possible? Who was she? And why was she here now? He wasn’t dreaming, but was he fully awake? Maybe the droid had drugged him in some fashion?

He heard a high-pitched metallic shriek, and the clatter of metal to the floor. The little Jedi killed IG-88. I guess I’ll find out what she’s up to soon enough.

He focused himself, gathered what little strength he had. He’d charge her when the force field came down. Unless she tries to get into your mind, Marius. Can a Jedi do that through a force field?

Krath shook his head, balled his hands into fists, and waited.

The ship fell silent. Krath tuned out the beeps of the medical equipment, the FX-7’s whirring. He craned for any hint of the Jedi.

But the lightsaber blade that thrust through the door’s lock was not green, but a shining, bloody red.

“Oh, hell,” Krath heard himself say.

The door slid open as a force field appeared to hold in the atmosphere, allowing a lithe, cloaked figure into the room. She wore black and gray, her face covered by a dark mask made from something like porcelain – though it had provided her with life support outside this room, it still looked more decorative than functional. As she snuffed out her lightsaber, Krath saw that its hilt incorporated a flat, black disc. That told him what she was, if not whom.

“Congratulations, Alpha Krath,” the woman said, her voice reedy, unsettling, like tiny rat feet on a blackboard. “Your ship had to flee Iridonia in a hurry, so Salha Mekoa sent me to find you.”

“Must be my lucky day. So just who are you?”

“I am the Second Sister.” Apparently considering this to be a sufficient answer, the woman moved to the force field control panel. “I believe you know about the Order Inquisitorious?”

“Just stories. Mekoa told me that she helped them out, once, on Saleucami.”

“She helped ME, yes. Today I repay that favor.”

The force field keeping him in the cell dissipated, but Krath didn’t budge. “And I’m grateful for it, believe me, but… my guess is that you want a favor from me, now.”

“No.” The word felt ragged, like old cloth that’s met too many knives. The Second Sister strode toward Krath, backing him into the corner of his tiny cell. “As a citizen of the Empire, you should fulfill your patriotic duty and tell me everything you know about the Jedi you saw.”

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Session 33
In Which a Plan of Action Comes Together

GM:
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…

STAR WARS
Silent Destiny

Episode III
THE EYE OF OBLIVION

The crew of Silent Destiny has recovered Caster’s long-missing ship, the Vainglory, though she’s in no shape to fly after their most recent scrape with the HOUNDS OF WINTER.

Capturing Marius Krath alive, they learned that the Hounds were seeking Silent Destiny for something hidden on board by Kes’s late husband – the EYE OF OBLIVION.

Having found this Eye, but unaware of what secrets it contains, they now travel to Nar Shaddaa in search of the mysterious BROKER, who hired the Hounds to find it….

SESSION 33

Caster Novastar:
“Ok, but seriously, do we have a plan?”

Kes-Varn:
“When have plans ever worked?”

GM:
Bella: “This is insanely encrypted,” she says, directly to Kes. “If I try to open it, it’s designed to erase all the data. It’s looking for a key.”

Kaylani Seren:
“Not so’s I’ve seen.”
“Both to having one, or it being very useful.”

Caster Novastar:
“Just because they haven’t worked yet, doesn’t mean we shouldn’t try! It’s what you keep telling me about complements, after all.”

Kaylani Seren:
“I’ll have you know, I’ve had many a success with compliments.”

GM:
Zeva nods sagely.

Kaylani Seren:
“Wait, no, I didn’t mean it like … though that is true too.”

Caster Novastar:
flies over his head “Point stands. We need a key-thinger, what are the odds that this broker also needs the key?”
“Or has the key maybe?”

Kes-Varn:
“Only way to find out is to ask, no?”

GM:
Bella: “Your other option would be to try and find out where Nalin got it from.”

Kaylani Seren:
“That is assuredly not the ONLY way, and is probably a TERRIBLE way, and yet, I find myself agreeing that we should try it?”

Kes-Varn:
“Would you be able to trace the make?”

Caster Novastar:
“Also, while we’re just spitballing, we could not figure out what’s inside of it and just try to sell it to the Broker.”

Kes-Varn:
“No.”

Caster Novastar:
“… fair point.”

Kaylani Seren:
throws a chair cushion at Caster’s head

Caster Novastar:
is promptly shut up by pillow to the face

GM:
“I might be able to, yeah.” Bella’s tone gets more serious. “If Nalin kept any logs on board the ship, there might be something there, too.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes nods slowly. “I still keep his stuff. I haven’t… looked through it in a long time.” She motions for Bella to follow her.

GM:
“Scuse me, everyone,” Bella says, following Kes, still holding the holograph.

Kaylani Seren:
also follows, whether invited or not

GM:
Only once she sees that Kay is going does Zeva get up to follow.

Caster Novastar:
“Well, if everyone else is doing it…” climbs out from behind cushion

GM:
Bella: “So, um, where we goin?”

Kes-Varn:
She leads them to the back of one of the cargo bays where she kicks open a dusty old durasteel crate, revealing stacks of old datapads and storage items. She shuffles things aside. “Taxes, bills, all the good stuff,” she mumbles. Finally, she pulls out a smaller box and passes it to Bella. “Our ship logs. Sorted by date starting from when we took off on our own. Up until… I took over.”

GM:
Bella nods, gravely, taking the box.

Caster Novastar:
starts rifling through the taxes and bills, because once a white-collar criminal, always a white collar criminal

Kes-Varn:
She swats his hands away.

Kaylani Seren:
smacks him on the back of the head

Caster Novastar:
“What?”

Kes-Varn:
“We barely made a profit, stop.”

GM:
(My guess is that, Bella being so bon vivant and all, Kes’s past has NEVER BEEN DISCUSSED here)

Caster Novastar:
“Yeah, but I’m sure we can cut a corner or two to kick that margin up a bit.”

Kes-Varn:
She moves to shut the crate, over his fingers if she has to.

Caster Novastar:
pulls hands back “Ok, ok! We’ll talk about it later.”

Kaylani Seren:
“Don’t think we will.”

Caster Novastar:
rolls his eyes “There’s more important stuff anyway. Anything neat in the logs?”

Kaylani Seren:
“Think she’ll need more than a five second glance at the /outsides/.”

GM:
Bella: “I’m sure the Empire will have bigger charges laid against us by the time they finally catch us, buuuut.” She sits with her legs under her, plugs her datapad into the first log, and starts scanning.

Caster Novastar:
“Do you work better if we all stare at you, or is that going to kick up the pressure?”

GM:
“Dunno, I usually work alone. Never had a cheering section before. Might be helpful…”

Caster Novastar:
“Captain, do we have pom-poms?”
“I’d check the accounts, but I just got banned from those.”

Kes-Varn:
“We do have an outfit for you, though.”

GM:
Zeva stifles a giggle.

Caster Novastar:
“It does have tassels. Those are almost pom-poms.”

GM:
J16 issues a string of chirps [i like this plan i’m glad to be a part of it]

Kaylani Seren:
giggles without any attempt to hide it

Caster Novastar:
“Thank you, J-16. I do think I’d look rather dashing in it.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes frowns at him in suspicion

GM:
Bella: “Too bad Shal’mak isn’t around any more; I’m sure she woulda loved to see you model it.”
J16: [buuuuurn]

Kes-Varn:
Kes snorts, but it’s not a laugh.

Caster Novastar:
“Seeing me model can’t be that bad of an assault. And if it is, then we have a new weapon!”

GM:
Bella laughs at that, finally losing some of her tension.

Kaylani Seren:
“And on that note, I think maybe we all need some dinner while we’re plotting?”
wanders back towards the mess hall to stress cook

Kes-Varn:
(could anyone eat after hearing that?)

Kaylani Seren:
(Kay doesn’t even want to eat, she just needs to cook. You all are going to eat whether you want to or not.)

GM:
Bella has to be convinced to bring her work into the mess hall, and she keeps working through the meal.

Kes-Varn:
Kes mostly just picks at her food.

GM:
Just as the sweets are being brought out, she hooks up a new log and says, within seconds, “Hello, what have we here?”

Caster Novastar:
Caster eats, seemingly unaffected by the stress

Kes-Varn:
Kes leans forward suddenly.

Kaylani Seren:
almost drops food all over the floor

GM:
“Someone deleted some files on this one and removed the matrix links that… " She looks up and realizes she’s about to lose everybody in a sea of jargon. “Let me see if I can recover any of it.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes motions half-encouragingly, half-confusedly.

Caster Novastar:
“Do the hack on the files? That’s the right phrase?”

Kaylani Seren:
groans

GM:
Bella shrugs and sets her utensils down to tap at the screen more furiously. “Do the slice, maybe?”

Caster Novastar:
“Do the slice on the files. Got it for next time.”

GM:
Bella, eyes on the screen: “I’m sorry to get everyone excited so soon, but this can be a painstaking process. It might be hours or days before I can oh HERE we go.” She grins.
Zeva shakes her head in disbelief.

Kes-Varn:
Kes slides her chair closer.

Caster Novastar:
leans back “Well, I guess we won’t talk about odds on the galactic… uh, sportsball game.”

Kaylani Seren:
sighs and rolls eyes this time

GM:
“‘Garbled, garbled, blivio, gobbledy gook, acquired fr*m rret Jax.’ Do you know a somebody Jax, Kes?” (she doesn’t)

Kes-Varn:
Kes shakes her head. “I know a lot of people, but no Jaxes.”

Caster Novastar:
“Jaxi might be the correct plural there.”

Kes-Varn:
“Pardon me.”

GM:
J16: bwomp [actually both are acceptable]

Caster Novastar:
“Pardoned. There was another half a word in there— blivio? That mean anything to anyone?”

GM:
Bella: “This part’s clear, though: ‘Deliver to Yu Lien, Falleen.’ Key to be deliv**** separ*****”

Kaylani Seren:
taps j16 on the headwhispers* “good to know, thanks”

Caster Novastar:
“Wait. Wait.”
Caster twirls a finger in the air, staring intently at the table

GM:
Zeva: “You know that name, Caster?”

Caster Novastar:
“Yu Lien. She was in the Commerce Guild back, oh before the war.”

Kaylani Seren:
“that was a bit of a time back. Probably about the right one, though?” glances at Kes

GM:
Zeva: “Right. Right! I know that name, too, or did.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes stares between the two of them. “What does she do? Where is she now?”

GM:
Zeva sighs. “I missed the last two years of the Wars.”

Caster Novastar:
“Now? I have no idea. She was a pretty big player, was a Separatist. Common wisdom is that she died in a raid, but rumor has it that she went underground afterward.”

Kaylani Seren:
“’course she did. that is entirely how our luck works”

Caster Novastar:
“According to a diplomat I once got drunk at a party, she was last seen on Falleen. Could still be hiding out there.”

Kaylani Seren:
“I mean, next port we’re at, I could ask around about Falleen. Usually someone I know landing or about to leave would be willing to gossip.”

GM:
(You do have a couple of stops to make on the way to Nar Shaddaa)
Bella gets a light bulb: “J16, start a search in your Black Sun database for criminals with the last name of Jax.”

Kes-Varn:
“Falleen — the smelly ones, right? Or they have good senses of smell? Something like that.”
(oh I forgot…………sdflk this is why I have such a hard time late tuesday nights)

Kaylani Seren:
“And Yu Lien, while you’re at it. Just in case.”

GM:
J16 chirps merrily. [i’m useful and people are paying attention to me]

Kaylani Seren:
reminds self to ask for Marta’s file, later, in private … should probably stop avoiding that

GM:
Bella: “I’m betting at least one of these three people knows where this key is.”
Zeva: “Or WHAT it is.”

Caster Novastar:
“It’ll be whoever we try to go after last, so which one do we like the least?”

GM:
Bella: “That, too.”
Bella: “A Chadra-Fan bounty hunter’s middleman, a Gossam war criminal, or a cipher?”

Caster Novastar:
“Whoever’s closest, really. We’ll get into equal amounts of trouble regardless of who we pick.”

Kaylani Seren:
“Oh, those all sound lovely.”

GM:
(Once you come ’round the galactic core, Falleen and Nar Shaddaa will be about equidistant. One thing that could be a factor is that Kay and Kes have visited the latter a couple of times but not the former)

Kaylani Seren:
“Nar Shaddaa is good for finding out info on a lot of things, though? I mean, we have some idea where to start, at least.”
Kes-Varn:
(I’m thinkin I’m thinkin)
(leaning towards Narsh as well) “I also know more people on Nar Shaddaa. I wouldn’t have any clout on Falleen.”

Kaylani Seren:
“Kinda what I just said, there. " grins “It’s good we think alike.”

Kes-Varn:
“Then unless anyone else has any input, that sounds like our answer.”

GM:
Bella: “We can also try to gather intel when we stop at Corsin.”

Caster Novastar:
“Sounds good, when have the pair of you ever had the same idea and that idea also turned out to be bad?”

Kaylani Seren:
“Well. It used to almost always be good? Back before … hand waves around at everyone all of this?”

GM:
Zeva and Bella both seem keenly interested in the answer to Caster’s question.

Kaylani Seren:
“But, you know, there’s good with the … all of this, too. So?” *shrugs*leans sideways to bump her shoulder against Zeva while she smiles*

Caster Novastar:
“Don’t lose your bluster now! Confidence. The answer is ‘never’ regardless of the facts. Forward!”

Kaylani Seren:
“I think we’re doing all right.”

Caster Novastar:
“There are worst places, and we even have all of our limbs. We’re practically champions of the galaxy.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes leans her chin into her palm. “You’re unusually positive.” She bobs her head back at Bella. “We’ll see what we’ll see, and head to Nar Shaddaa if we see nothing.”

Caster Novastar:
“I currently sorta, kinda, know where my ship is. This is a good week.”

Kaylani Seren:
“You have a point there. Take the almost a win?” actually pats CAster sympathetically on the shoulder

GM:
Zeva, grinning at the sight: " A very good week."

Caster Novastar:
doesn’t recoil from the touch, but he’s still uncomfortable with it “I’m taking it as a complete win. Best week. And we even got shot at, and it’s still a good week. Things are looking up!”

GM:
CUT TO:
Silent Destiny emerges from hyperspace in the Corsin system.
Corsin turns out to be a beautiful planet, even if you basically only see the galactic gas station.

Caster Novastar:
“Oh wow. This is going to be a surprise, but I like this planet.”

Kaylani Seren:
“You’re really starting to weird me out, Caster. Did you get hit on the head and not tell anyone?”

Kes-Varn:
“If you hit him again, he might change back.”

Kaylani Seren:
“Maybe he’s an evil twin? Just forgot to do the evil part?”

GM:
Zeva, not quite joking: “Perhaps he’s been possessed by a dark side spirit.” She squints to see if his hair is changing color.

Kaylani Seren:
gigglesnort

Caster Novastar:
“I… ok never mind, please stop staring at my hair. It’s weirding me out.”

GM:
Reluctantly, Zeva stops.

Kaylani Seren:
“See, now you know how you’re making us feel.”

Caster Novastar:
“… oh.” frowns slightly, but it’s just not a souring as it should be “better?”

Kaylani Seren:
tilts head “Not … quite? But thanks for trying.”

GM:
J16: ba boop, ba beep boop [tiny steps]
(Those who are going ashore to gather information, let me get some rolls of some kind based on how you go about doing so.)
(Bella now has proper HoloNet access, so she’ll be working from home today.)
Kes-Varn:
(lucky duck)
(So we’re mostly asking about the broker and the banker)

GM:
(correct)

Kes-Varn:
(So Kes would help Kay here? with a Forceful assist if her charm fails?)
(Or that)(in that case Kes then might ask among…… rougher crowds? spacers, captains, shipping folks?)

GM:
(so noted)

Kes-Varn:
(Forcefully)
(Aggressively inquiring about mostly the broker and a little abotu the banker, since rich people tend to piss poorer people off. and that’s a 3 + 2 + 2 from a stunt = 7)

Caster Novastar:
(Rumor Hound + 2 (Caster has an ear for overhearing dirt), Refined Tastes +2 (Caster can speak to this crowd, he knows what looks good), Smarmy High Powered Businessman +2, (Caster is working tradespeople. Caster knows trade people) Careful +3, roll -3 = 6)

Kaylani Seren:
(Kay pubcrawls, loudly greets and buys drinks and dances and all that shit to invoke “charming is a verb” to get someone to spill something about the Broker. flashy +4, stunt +2 rolls -2 = 4)

GM:
An evening’s worth of work nets you the following information.
(Also the work that J16 and Bella are doing)
Tesvalo connects criminals with people who want to hire criminals: what Shadowrun calls a “Mr. Johnson.” Since he works in Hutta Town, he does so because the boss of Hutta Town, Grakkus the Hutt, allows it.
Word on the street is that the two of them have occasional conflicts, especially recently.
Apparently Yu Lien is still on Falleen, if in hiding. Local criminals can probably help you find her. She definitely has not turned up anywhere else. J16 finds Black Sun intel connecting her to the Justice Action Network, who blew up that medical facility you delivered bacta to.
And J16 finds a criminal record for a thief named Barrett Jax, who hasn’t been seen in the last four years. The Empire had several warrants out on him, but doesn’t any more, so maybe they captured or killed him. Further investigation is necessary.

Kes-Varn:
(Does it say where he was last seen?)

GM:
(He mostly operated in the Core Worlds.)
Bella finds an interrogation record of another criminal who said that she saw Jax on Bothawui, heading somewhere in the Expansion Region.

Kaylani Seren:
*grunts*drinks more water*closes eyes* “I am too old for this style of information gathering anymore. Just saying.”

Caster Novastar:
“That’s rough. Still, though, you did good!”

Kaylani Seren:
“Who /are/ you and what did you do with the slimo we were getting used to?”

Caster Novastar:
“Right here. Sip the water slowly, no rushing around today.”
“I hope.”

Kaylani Seren:
considers throwing glass at his head this time

Caster Novastar:
“I’m gonna float an idea. Let’s go after Jax. I feel like we have the most information on him.”

GM:
Bella: “I’ve got the name of the criminal they interrogated; we could try to find them.”

Kaylani Seren:
“What? We know his /name/. That’s nothing.”

Caster Novastar:
“Look, we know a few facts about Jax’s life, we have a vague location, and we have cover to go asking about him due to the expired warrants.”

Kaylani Seren:
“The question is, do we want to try and convince some paranoid anti-Imperial that we are /also/ anti-imperial, or go deal with Hutt politics?”

Kes-Varn:
(what were those warrants for?)
(I mean, Kes knows hutt politics better than anything else…..)

GM:
(data theft and similar crimes)

Caster Novastar:
“Or the other two. At least I didn’t get something thrown at me in the refusal.”
“Ok, hutt politics then?”

Kes-Varn:
Kes nods her head slowly. “They’re the most familiar to me.”

Kaylani Seren:
eyeroll “We /know/ Nar Shaddaa enough I think we’d get more info to help elsewhere.” shrugs Basically I’m agreeing with you again, Captain."

Kes-Varn:
“The other two are not in our territory.”

GM:
Zeva: “You worked for a Hutt, Captain? Am I remembering that right?”

Kes-Varn:
“Yeah. And met others. You had to know about it to work for her security detail.”

GM:
Bella: “It always feels weird to say, but: Caster’s right. Hutt politics it is.”

TO BE CONTINUED

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Session 32
In Which Answers Lead to More Questions

GM:
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…

STAR WARS
Silent Destiny

Episode III
THE EYE OF OBLIVION

The crew of Silent Destiny has found Caster’s long-missing ship, the Vainglory, in the Iridonian city of Wortan.

Following a pitched battle with Marius Krath, one of the infamous HOUNDS OF WINTER, they have reclaimed the now-disabled Vainglory.

Before turning Krath over to fellow bounty hunter IG-88, our heroes have some questions for him about the mysterious EYE OF OBLIVION before Imperial agents arrive….

SESSION 32

GM:
So everyone is back on Silent Destiny (for the moment, even those who ended the session on the Vainglory) with Marius Krath. The smoldering Vainglory is docked next to you. IG-88 and the IG-2000 hover above you.

Caster Novastar:
“Hey, can we do the whole questioning thing quickly?”
“Because I’d like to take a cheapshot or two before we give him back over.”

GM:
Krath is just now regaining consciousness.

Caster Novastar:
“Actually, no wait, one shot for each of the small fires currently burning on my ship. Feels fair.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes obligingly rattles Krath by the shoulder, jostling his head further. “Up and at ’em, buddy. What the hells do you want with me and my ship?”

GM:
R4-J16 beeps a string of beeps. “He’s right,” Bella says. “That IS a lot of fires.”

Caster Novastar:
“Never doubt my creativity when it comes to dealing below the belt.”

GM:
Krath: “I want the bounty that was posted on her, Captain. I thought that’d be pretty clear by now.” He grins, his teeth bloodied.

Kes-Varn:
Kes’ eyes narrow. “Which ‘her’? There’s a lot of ’her’s here.”

GM:
“The ship ‘her.’”

Kes-Varn:
Kes blinks. “Oh.” With renewed vigor, she bops his head on the ground again. “Well it is mine. Who posted the bounty and why?”

GM:
“The Broker brought it to my outfit’s attention, so you’d have to ask him who posted it originally. The why is because of your little souvenir from Alderaan. He called it the ‘Eye of Oblivion.’”

Kaylani Seren:
“Why do these people never use their /names/? And also, the what of what?”

Kes-Varn:
Her grip slackens slightly. “Alderaan?” she mumbles, puzzled. “What souvenir? I haven’t been to Alderaan in years…”

Caster Novastar:
“He made that name up, though, right? That’s a fake name?”

Kaylani Seren:
slides over to lean next to Zeva, cautiously checking that she’s ok without interrupting Kes’ interrogation
“It does sound super fake. But it sounds like the Broker fellow fooled the big guy here with it?”

GM:
Zeva leans into the lean. Kay sees that the back of Zeva’s right hand has been cut, but it isn’t too bad
Krath: “It’s a holograph image of you and the late Mister in front of a waterfall. Fornaak Falls, I think.”
Bella: “Wow, Kes, even a picture of you is worth a million credits.” Her mouth smiles, but her voice doesn’t.

Kes-Varn:
“Wh— a holograph? I don’t know what they told you, buddy, but there’s only two pairs of eyes on there, and none of them are the Eye of Whatever.” She’s all but got smoke coming out of her nostrils.

GM:
Krath shrugs. “Suit yourself. Anybody know what time it is?”

Caster Novastar:
“Yes let me check my ships clock— oh wait, that’s on fire.”

Kaylani Seren:
“Time to give you to the angry droid, if you’re not going to be useful?”

Kes-Varn:
Kes raises a fist threateningly.

GM:
“Because our corvette should be arriving any minute now.”

Kes-Varn:
She freezes and lowers her fist. “Who is this Broker person? Where do we find him?”

Caster Novastar:
“I don’t believe you. Also, I have a ship to fix that you didn’t completely destroy.”

Kes-Varn:
(Forceful 4)

GM:
“His name is Tesvalo.” Krath seems surprised to find himself answering Kes’s question. “He’s a Chadra-Fan, on Nar Shaddaa. In Hutta Town!”

Kaylani Seren:
whistles “Good job, captain”

Kes-Varn:
“Great!” She punches him anyway. “Hail the droid, he can have his bounty.”

GM:
His grunt of pain is oddly satisfying.

Caster Novastar:
“This is why I work for you, captain. That was cathartic.”

GM:
Zeva: “We should probably be leaving.”

Kes-Varn:
“Agreed. The Empire will have heard that.”

Kaylani Seren:
“Yeah, I’ll see how quickly I can get us going, if you can dump the trash for our new droid friend to deal with?”

Caster Novastar:
“In a bit. We don’t happen to have, like, a homing device around?”

GM:
J16 chirps in the affirmative.

Caster Novastar:
cracks a near smile “Good on you. Let’s go make my ship easier to find when someone inevitably steals it again.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes hauls Krath over her shoulder and stomps towards the loading ramp.

Caster Novastar:
“And also, maybe, pay docking fees for the next thousand years, so I’ve got someone to sue when it happens too.”

Kaylani Seren:
hails IG-88, starts prepping for the fastest launch possible

GM:
J16 accompanies Caster, while Zeva goes to help Kay prep the ship for launch.

Kaylani Seren:
gives Zeva a quick kiss on the cheek when everyone scatters behind them “Glad you’re all right, pretty lady.”

GM:
“I’ll be all right once we’re far from here, anyway.”
The IG-2000 drops a tether line. Krath stares at it in angry disbelief.

Kes-Varn:
Kes starts to laugh and attaches the bastard onto it.

Caster Novastar:
Caster pokes his head out from a new hole in the Vainglory “Have fun, blaster butt!”

Kes-Varn:
She waves pleasantly. “Hope he’s worth something to you, ‘cause he’s not to me!” she shouts up.

GM:
It’s ALL worth it for the spiteful glare he gives you as the bounty hunter winches Krath up onto the ship.

Kes-Varn:
“Caster, move it!” she shouts as she gets back into the ship.

Caster Novastar:
“No, no it’s fine. Don’t spend a second with the ship you crossed the galaxy to get before you abandon it again, no big.”

Kes-Varn:
“Have fun with the Imperials, then!”

GM:
Zeva gets her comlink out, but stops when she sees Kes back on board. “Are we going to Nar Shaddaa, Captain?”

Kes-Varn:
“Hmm. Yeah — but let’s take a longer route. In case anyone gets it in their heads to follow us.”

Caster Novastar:
mopes over to the Silent Destiny “And not be able to provide my subtle wit to this crew? Never.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes finally spares him a small smile.
“Sorry we had to give up your ship again.”

Caster Novastar:
“I do believe the common phrase is, ‘If you want it, you should put a tracker on it?’ We’ll get her again.”

Kaylani Seren:
“Evasive maneuvers, check. I am very sorry for your loss Caster, check. Ready to go?”

Kes-Varn:
“Let’s go,” she affirms, and pats Kay’s head. “Glad you’re good too.”

Caster Novastar:
“Punch it. I might start getting better ideas about leaving the Vainglory behind.”

Kaylani Seren:
punches it

GM:
Nar Shaddaa is pretty much on the other side of the galaxy, so Zeva is still making calculations as Kay flies Silent Destiny out of the docking bay.
Sensors are picking up Imperial fighters in the vicinity, but with all the traffic you should be able to blend in.
You do see the flat gray shape of the HoW corvette, though, which is certainly scouting the area for you.
Sensors identify her as the Frost Harrier.
“So how do we avoid that?” Zeva asks.

Caster Novastar:
“By the force. First the ‘eye of whatever’ now the ‘Frost Harrier’? Is a youngling naming everything for the Hounds of Winter?”

Kaylani Seren:
“Quite probably.”

GM:
Bella gets her datapad and starts a-slicing.
“I’m going to code this as an ISB communique,” she says, in No Big style. “They won’t question orders like that if they know what’s good for them.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes nods in non-understanding approval.

Kaylani Seren:
whistles “You are a very scary lady, I like it”

GM:
Her smile is full of sharp teeth, yet manages to be dazzlingly pretty,
Moments after she hits “send,” three TIE fighters break formation and approach the Frost Harrier.

Caster Novastar:
“Wait, don’t jump. I want to watch this.”

GM:
Zeva lets out an involuntary squeak of relief.

Kes-Varn:
Kes beams at Bella. “Well done.”

GM:
Bella is positively beaming now.

Kaylani Seren:
“Enjoy the show, my dears, we’re on track but not likely to be gone before it’s done. Thank you, Bella.” blows her a kiss

GM:
As soon as they’re in range, the TIEs simply open fire on the corvette.

Kes-Varn:
“I sure am glad that ain’t us.”

Kaylani Seren:
blinks “Well that was unexpected. Lookie, they gave us fireworks.”

GM:
R4-J16 chimes plaintively. [I’m just glad she’s on OUR side]

Caster Novastar:
blinks “What did you te—- nope. I don’t want to know.”

GM:
Frost Harrier gets her shields up a moment too late; she breaks off and makes for orbit in the opposite direction from you
R4-J16 rolls over to Caster and boops.
[They’re all scary in different ways]

Caster Novastar:
To J16 “Look, I really don’t want to speculate. Plausible deniability is important.”

GM:
Shortly thereafter Silent Destiny is far enough outside Iridonia’s gravity well to make the jump into hyperspace

Caster Novastar:
“Captain, a word after the hyperspace jolt?”

Kes-Varn:
Kes nods and motions to the hallway.

GM:
“Our course will take us into the Outer Rim,” Zeva says, mostly to Kay as the other PCs step out. “We still don’t know how big this bounty hunting outfit is.”

Kaylani Seren:
“So we shall have to figure out how to be tricksy? We’re not terribly good at tricksy, but we can try.”

Caster Novastar:
“Oh, it’s not private. Our initial agreement was for me to stay until I got the Vainglory back. I think we need to revisit those terms.”

GM:
Zeva: “At least the only person who knows where we’re going is another bounty hunter’s prisoner.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes leans against the doorframe. “Oh?” she asks, smiling knowingly.

Kaylani Seren:
grins at Zeva “That is oddly comforting, isn’t it?”

Caster Novastar:
“The Vainglory is either no longer ship-shape, or getting her back is only a matter of time.”
“I still have a lot to offer your crew, regardless of my ship’s state.”

GM:
Zeva nods. “I’m glad you’re all right, too. I forgot to say so before.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes makes a show of considering it.

Kaylani Seren:
“I could tell darling, no worries.” grin softens to a regular smile “We do seem to get ourselves in trouble a lot, don’t we?”

Caster Novastar:
“Also, things have been more… interesting… working with you than back as a professional business heir. A man can find it hard to go back to an old level of excitement.”

GM:
She sighs, softly. “More often than not. My apprenticeship was kind of quiet compared to this.”

Kes-Varn:
She taps her chin and "Hm"s loudly.

GM:
“Not that I would trade it,” she adds quickly.

Kaylani Seren:
“I managed quiet for a few years there, myself. It was nice, wasn’t it? But so’s this, so I think I’ll keep it.” winks

Caster Novastar:
“Just a thought. We’ve got some time, and the Silent Destiny is your ship, complete with its own bounty. Can’t have a ship without one of those.”

Kes-Varn:
She finally cracks into a grin and hooks an arm around his neck, just like she knows he hates. “Of course you can stay. You can stay as long as you like.”

Caster Novastar:
squirms “All about making me second guess decisions today, aren’t we?”

Kes-Varn:
At least she hasn’t smooched his forehead yet. She releases him and pats him on the shoulder. “It’s almost nice having you around.”

Kaylani Seren:
“We love you too, Caster, like all the worst sorts of family.”

Caster Novastar:
“I knew I should have recorded this conversation for posterity. Let’s go see what everyone else has cooked up for figuring out how we’re going to deal with Tesvalo.”
“Or you’ve been here the whole time. So, team, what’s the gameplan?”

GM:
Folks gather in the mess hall, like they do.

Kes-Varn:
Kes frowns, then strides off to her bunk, and the footlocker at its base.

Kaylani Seren:
“Our plans never seem to go well. Are we sure we have one of those?”

Caster Novastar:
“They always start out by going well, though.”
“Surely that counts for something.”

GM:
Zeva follows the Captain. Bella does the same, after a pause.

Kaylani Seren:
hmms under her breathsighs*follows*

GM:
“Captain,” Zeva asks, “do you have a holograph like Krath was talking about?”

Kes-Varn:
She settles down in front of it, but pauses before opening the container. Her hand skims the front of it, passing over the latches, but not pressing them. She nods mutely to Zeva’s question. After another moment of silence, she pops the footlocker open.

GM:
Zeva starts to look away, since the ONE thing she was told when she was hired was to stay out of that locker.
However, Bella, leaning over Zeva’s shoulder, is all eyes.

Kaylani Seren:
elbows Bella

GM:
Bella: “What?” (She knows what.)

Caster Novastar:
weighs his options, looks away

Kes-Varn:
Inside is layers of baby clothes, with tiny baby shoes nestled among them, and some toys. They seem hardly used. She carefully shifts them aside to dig out a holograph. She turns it over in her hands a few times before switching it on. Sure enough, it’s a much younger Kes wrapped around a zabrak man slightly shorter than her, both beaming.
After a moment, she switches it back off and holds it out behind her to Bella. “See if there’s anything strange about this,” she says quietly.

GM:
Bella takes it gently, turns it over in her hands.
After studying it for a moment, she takes a pocket tool from her belt and unscrews the baseplate.She carefully removes it and sets the base down to peer at the holograph’s guts.

Kaylani Seren:
wanders back to the mess hallpours a Drink*brings it back and gives it to Kes* “Just in case, Captain.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes takes the drink. The footlocker is still open and she can’t seem to get herself to close it or to look away.

GM:
Bella uses the tool to move the wires around while Zeva wonders if there’s anything for her to say, let alone what it might be.
Fortunately for her (and everyone else) Bella says, “Aha.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes knocks the lid to the footlocker shut. The latches snap together automatically. “Don’t tell me there’s an actual eyeball in there.” There’s a faltering attempt at levity.

Kaylani Seren:
huffs a breath that could be mistaken for a laugh. maybe. if you tried really hard

GM:
Bella laughs nervously. She sits down next to Kes and shows her a secondary data port that someone has installed next to the one where the holo would normally be loaded, slightly hidden behind the wiring.
“That can’t be standard issue.”

Kes-Varn:
“How did that even get there?”

Kaylani Seren:
makes an odd noise in the back of her throat “I feel it wouldn’t help to mention Marta had a setup like that, in a bit of tech or two. At the time, I figured she just wanted to keep stuff out of the public lockers when we were moving ships so often.”

GM:
Bella: “Kay’s right. Data smugglers often do things like this, stash information in something innocuous.”

Caster Novastar:
“Well, since we’re digging through personal things anyway, let’s go look at some definitely encrypted data!”

Kaylani Seren:
“Sorry to compare your life to my mother’s, Captain. Not how I intended to spend the day.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes’ mouth opens, then closes again. Her face gets even more scrunched up. “But who’d do this? With my holograph?” She falls silent as the answer becomes obvious.

Caster Novastar:
“Maybe it was compromised before you ever got it, and you’re just unlucky?”

GM:
Bella: “I can take a look at it, see what it’s holding.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes gives Caster a Look, and nods at Bella. “I hate this, but I have to know.”

Kaylani Seren:
at Caster: “We’re never that sort of unlucky”

Caster Novastar:
“First time for everything!”

GM:
Bella: “I understand.” Her datapad is simply in her hands. She connects it to the secret dataport and gets to work – but stops almost immediately.

Kaylani Seren:
“Mm?” looks worriedly at Kes, then Bella, then Kes again

GM:
“This is insanely encrypted,” she says, directly to Kes. “If I try to open it, it’s designed to erase all the data. It’s looking for a key.”

TO BE CONTINUED

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Session 31
In Which Caster Saves His Girl

GM:
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…

STAR WARS
Silent Destiny

Episode III
THE EYE OF OBLIVION

In the city of Wortan, Caster, Kay, Zeva, and R4-J16 have found the long-lost Vainglory. But they have also found Niknik Kuat — and Marius Krath, one of the infamous HOUNDS OF WINTER.

Krath is seeking something called the EYE OF OBLIVION, and will stop at nothing to retrieve it. A battle to take possession of the Vainglory breaks out.

But, as Kay, Kes, and Bella race to aid their friends, Krath arms the ship’s self-destruct….

SESSION 31

To recap:
Caster, Zeva, and R4-J16 are on the Vainglory. Caster’s on the bridge; the others are clustered around where the bridge corridor joins the ring corridor, fighting Marius Krath and Porrk the Gamorrean. Jaren, the Hounds of Winter pilot, is also charging from the cockpit toward Krath. J-16 has Grounded the Vainglory, and Zeva still has an I Am Not Afraid aspect. Krath just placed the Self-Destruct aspect. : D
Meanwhile, Kay has JUST landed the Silent Destiny in the same docking bay as the Vainglory.
Meanwhile MEANWHILE, unbeknownst to these folks, Kay and Bella are racing toward Wortan, thanks to some help from the Zabrak girl who was driving them around, Kala-Zen.
Meanwhile meanwhile erstwhile, unbeknownst to all, IG-88 is approaching the docking bay aboard the IG-2000.§
Since Krath acted last, and it’s a new exchange, let’s have Kay go first.

Kaylani Seren:
Kay shuts and attempts to lock down the Silent Destiny so no one else will be able to get in. (attempting to create advantage, “this is my ship, YOU CANNOT HAVE IT”) (clever +3-1 = 2)

GM:
(so the friendlies are Kay, Caster, Zeva, J16, Jaren. The hostiles are Krath, Porrk, ?)
J16 wheels back away from the Gamorrean and tries to zap him with his electro prod
(Careful 1 vs defense +3) But Porrk does not get cooked. He takes the opportunity to swing his hydrospanner at the droid
(
0 vs Quick +3) but the droid zips out of harm’s way, beeping in protest.Caster GO!

Caster Novastar:
“Which slag brain added a self-destruct to my ship?”
Caster tries some of the old passwords, and some that he thinks a low-rent thug might think up(Clever +0 rolled a -1 = -1)

GM:
The razzy beep that the console makes tells Caster that he has not gotten in

Caster Novastar:
“Well, so much for all passwords being 1234 or Password.”

GM:
(Who’s next? Krath, Zeva, Jaden?)
Krath disengages from Zeva and moves clockwise around the ring to the starboard turbolift. You catch a glimpse of his sneering grin before the lift doors close behind him.
Zeva tries to pursue, but isn’t able to castle past Porrk, so she swings her lightsaber at him
The blade sizzles as it scores a line across his chest (2 stress) but he isn’t done yet
Jaren turns and makes for the port turbolift.
Meanwhile, outside, someone in a Hounds of Winter uniform pulls the camo cover off of a heavy laser cannon and begins blasting at the Silent Destiny
(Kay, defend vs a +5)

Kaylani Seren:
(Kay fails to dodge or come up with anything clever: quick +3-2=1)

GM:
(so that’s 4 shifts of trouble)
Caster GO!

Caster Novastar:
(Is the Gammorean still up?)

GM:
(yes)
(a solid hit would probably take him down)

Caster Novastar:
“J16, break into the ship’s computers— I don’t care how— and keep it from turning us into a firey deathtrap.”
at the green pigface
“Hey, poodoo breath! I won’t even bother telling you how ugly you are because I’m watching these polished floors crack under your weight, but I will say that you’re a slime livered coward who had to work for a backwoods, half-rate failure of an assassin guild to be able to pay for only half the pig slop you’ve ever eaten!”
Trying to add aspect: Focused Bloodrage
(Sneaky roll?)

GM:
(I’ll allow it. XD )

Caster Novastar:
(sneaky +5, rolled a +2 = +7)
(New problem: do not get squished by the giant ball of muscle you just pissed off.)

GM:
(vs a +4) He did NOT like that. J16 moves behind Caster. (2 free invokes)
(who’s next? Kay, J16, Zeva, Jaren, Krath, Porrk, gunner?)

Caster Novastar:
Caster smirks

GM:
(story flow would suggest Porrk, but it’s your circus and your monkeys)

Caster Novastar:
(Porrk. Let’s see how this goes!)

GM:
Porrk puts his head down, snorts with rage, and bantha rushes at Caster (+3 attack)

Caster Novastar:
(Porrk’s swings are wild, Caster’s gotten pretty good at ducking around wild, angry swings at him.
Quick +2 rolled a +1 = +3)
(Not using the invoke, because Caster’s that good.)

GM:
He evades the attack by the very skin of his teeth (Porrk gains a boost)
Porrk doesn’t realize that he’s now charging at Zeva until her lightsaber pierces him through his chest. He lets out a blood-curdling squeal and collapses to the deck.
Kay GO!

Caster Novastar:
Caster recoils from the sound “Oh man, I think I just got turned off of bacon.”

GM:
(gunner has Defense +4 vs Kay’s attack)
Kay’s drop-down blaster fire ignites a line of fuel storage containers, forcing the gunner to abandon his post – for a moment.

Kaylani Seren:
Kay attempts to take out the blaster cannon via the Silent Destiny’s Gun and cause beautiful/huge explosion to distract/scare any other Hounds in the Area (flash 4-3, burn fate point reroll, flashy +41=5)

GM:
Who’s next? Krath, J16, Jaren, Gunner?

Caster Novastar:
(ok, we got you your ship back, pretty boy. NOW LEAVE US ALONE.)

GM:
The gunner rolls away from his weapon, draws a carbine, snaps out the stock, and continues to fire on the ship.
(attack +2)
But the weapon is singularly ineffectual against Silent Destiny’s shields.

Kaylani Seren:
Kay adjusts shields to cover, quick 3 + 3 = 6

GM:
(boost for Kay)
Jaren reaches the bottom floor of the ship shortly after Krath and can’t resist living the dream and taking a shot at his former boss.The bolt flies way over Krath’s shoulder. The bounty hunter shakes his head, takes careful aim, and murderizes the pilot.
J16 wheels himself back to the access panel and tries to shut down the override.
He beeps in frustration as he gets into the system, but can’t get past the security that the Hounds put in place.
A shadow falls over the Vainglory as a sleek, fierce-looking ship moves to hover above the docking bay and immediately opens fire upon her.
(attack +4, Caster)

Caster Novastar:
(Can I roll against that? Caster doesn’t have control over the ship right now.)

GM:
(yes pls)

Caster Novastar:
(Maybe take it on toughness?)
(or uh, forceful. sorry)

GM:
(sounds good)

Caster Novastar:
(rolled a 0, +1 toughness, 1 – 4 = -3)
(ouch)

GM:
(So that’s seven shifts)

Caster Novastar:
(ok, lets blow out my stress and take a moderate consequence)

GM:
(Caster can take a moderate consequence, the ship only has a mild slot)

Caster Novastar:
(Ok, that’ll work.)

GM:
(so the moderate consequence Could be Wracked with Feels)

Caster Novastar:
(ooh. Noted.)
The blaster fire slams into the ship, but Caster’s still trying to clear his head from the death he just saw

GM:
Kay GO!

Kaylani Seren:
*attempts to get the reckless firing bastard on the comm" “There are people in there, who are you and what are you doing?”

GM:
The radio is silent for a long second, then IG-88’s cold metallic drone sounds. “This bounty hunter poached my legal claim to a bounty on Mygeeto. Stay out of this.”

Kaylani Seren:
“That bounty hunter has hostages. Mind if I try to get them NOT blown up before you take your pound of idiot away?”

GM:
(Roll Something)

Kaylani Seren:
(clever 3 + 0 = 3)

GM:
The IG-2000 suddenly quits firing. “You have two minutes.”
Who goes next?
J16 makes another desperate attempt to stop the ship from blowing up.But he is not making any progress.

Caster Novastar:
(this is bad. Do we have a scary clock yet?)

GM:
Yes, and it’s counted more than halfway down
Zeva: “It’s no good, Caster. We need to get out of here, and now.”

Caster Novastar:
flat, deadpan “No.”

GM:
She holds up one hand, fingers slightly spread. “Please don’t make me.”

Caster Novastar:
“You wouldn’t dare. You have a code.”
“Honor it.”

GM:
“I – my code requires me to preserve life! I can’t let you throw yours away like this!” Her eyes brim with tears.

Caster Novastar:
“I’m not asking you to stay. But what’s the only thing that can blow up a ship? The engines? We can manually disconnect stuff, bargain with the droid outside. We have time. This isn’t lost yet.”
(ps: Caster has no idea how a ship works. This is going to end well.)

GM:
Her hand closes into a fist. Caster sees that she’s been cut on the back of it. “All right. But if we can’t save her, we HAVE to get out of here.”
She heads for a turbolift.
Caster GO!

Caster Novastar:
nods “We’ll save it— her.” Also dashes for a turbolift, time to pull of hatches and touch things!

GM:
You both make your way to the engine room. It is Very Foreign to you both.

GM:
“That looks important,” Zeva says, taking her lightsaber to some connective tubing.

Caster Novastar:
“We can always patch it later.”
jams on microphone “Kay! Kay! What is the most common way for a ship to self-destruct? I’m asking for a friend.”

Kaylani Seren:
“fff-” pause “engines overloading? can you get out so we can leave and let the droid deal with explosions?”

Caster Novastar:
“Well, fun fact.”

Kaylani Seren:
“Is Zeva there? Are you all right?”
Caster Novastar:

“Zeva’s fine. I’m fine. The big red, angry timer is fine.”
GM:
Zeva creates a shower of brilliant sparks, and the countdown clock stops.
And resumes, three seconds later.

Kaylani Seren:
THERE IS STILL A SIREN. I CAN HEAR IT.”

GM:
Zeva curses in Zabraki. You’ve taught her well

Caster Novastar:
“Ok, out of time. I need to stop engines from overloading, I don’t have access to computers. Common locations of access panels, now!”

Kaylani Seren:
“Zeva, thank goodness. And yes, that sounds about right, /can you get out?/”

Caster Novastar:
Caster takes on a well served, command voice. He’s good at orders

Kaylani Seren:
insert techo-babble

GM:
Armed with that information, Caster can attempt a roll vs a +5

Caster Novastar:
(This is a careful endeavor? Or do we not have enough time for that?)
(also, what aspects are in play right now?)(fair)(I am. Scene aspects at the moment?)

GM:
Vainglory Grounded and Overload!
Also, Zeva Is Not Afraid, but that train has kinda sailed

Caster Novastar:
Caster takes a deep breath “Ok, Zeva, look. This is bad. But you need to steel yourself, and work with me right now. I’m gonna need a second set of calm, steady, focused in the face of danger hands. That timer is going to get low.”
“Real low.”

GM:
(Force theme plays as Zeva looks at Caster anew)

Caster Novastar:
“But we are going to do this.” Attempting to add aspect: Calm in the face of fire-death to get Zeva to help, rolling on careful, invoking my smarmy businessman attitude to highlight the important bits

Caster Novastar:
(rolled a 0, 3 careful, +2 aspect invoke)
(
5 total)

GM:
(Success, 2 free invokes)

Caster Novastar:
(ok, next roll: Following those overcomplicated instructions)

GM:
Zeva takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. “All right.”

Caster Novastar:
(careful +3, invoking Zeva’s help +2, rolled a 0 = +5)

GM:
Marius Krath takes advantage of the lull in IG-88’s assault to dash across the docking bay toward Silent Destiny.

GM:
He produces a fusion cutter and tries to slice his way through the lock on the gangplank.

Caster Novastar:
(also, sorry, thought we were out of combat for a second there. It’s a +5 roll whenever it makes sense ? )

GM:
(/nod. aspect created with 2 free invokes)
He will get in unless you want to invoke (spend a fate point on) the aspect you created

GM:
His attempt to bypass your security simply engages your backup security. He growls, animally.

Kaylani Seren:
(damn straight she invokes “this is my ship AND YOU CANNOT HAVE HER” and his attempt to break in triggers a flash grenade RIGHT IN HIS FACE)

GM:
The gunner, seeing the flash grenade go off in Krath’s face, comes up to help him.
He is, however, unable to bypass the backup security.IG-88 continues to hold his attack.
Caster GO!

Caster Novastar:
Ok, here we go team, let’s keep our ship alive! Trying to follow Kay’s instructions.
(Careful +3, invoking Zeva’s help +2, rolled a 0 = +5)
(That’s Kay’s instructions.)

GM:
Caster finds the port side junction box that connects the engines to the computer, which is what’s telling them to explode.
With great caution he uncouples the data cables. He can still hear the countdown going, but if he can do the same on the starboard side, that should stop the self-destruct.

Caster Novastar:
Caster sighs “Never count out a Novastar.”

GM:
The gunner rucks through a nearby toolbox until he comes up with a crowbar, and returns to force the gangplank open.
Krath breaks into a wide, scarred grin and climbs aboard.

GM:
It’s at THIS time that IG-88 fires on the one Hound he can see. His starship-scale weapons readily reduce him to a fine red mist
Kay GO!

Kaylani Seren:
RUNS to intercept and HEADSHOT the bastard before he figures out where she is (I am so PROUD OF YOU ZEVA LOOK AT THAT BASTARD YOU HURT HIM GOOD)

GM:
(His defense is a Forceful +7)

Kaylani Seren:
(quick +3-2=1, gdi)

GM:
Krath is Armored Up, protecting him from Kay’s attack. “Hiya,” he says, still grinning.
J16 abandons trying to shut down the self-destruct and, instead, turns off the lockdown he’d put on the ship.
THIS is when the Space UPS Van bearing Kes and Bella arrives at the docking bay.
Kes sees three ships, one of which has been blasted and has a few small fires going
(Only two of them she recognizes)
Bella: “Well, here’s a party.”

Kes-Varn:
“What in the hells —” She attempts to hail Kay on the comm.

Kaylani Seren:
“Help Zeva and Caster, the Vainglory’s on self-destruct, and I’m not sure any of us would do well that close to the boom. Also the droid bounty hunter hanging around up there might shoot us if we take too long?”

GM:
IG-88: /thinks “Okay, so who are THESE people?”

Kes-Varn:
Kes all but kicks open the door and flings herself out of the vehicle, comming Zeva because there’s never any point in comming Caster. “I’m on my way — do you know how much time is left on your self-destruct?”

GM:
Caster CAN hear the chatter on his comm.

Caster Novastar:
“Wait, no, we got it. Ignore the sirens.”
“We disconnected the engines. It’s fine.”

Kes-Varn:
“Ignore the— But—”

GM:
“Not long. Maybe thirty seconds. We’re about to try to deactivate it.”

Caster Novastar:
“But, Kay might be in trouble. Big bad dropped off our ship, and wants to steal something on yours.”
“So, you know, Captain, help them?”“I’ll make that an order if you’re struggling to figure out what to do.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes snarls into the comm in response and abruptly changes direction for the Silent Destiny.
(you’re gonna hear about that later, sonny)

GM:
She reaches the gangplank.

Caster Novastar:
(having a ship does not stop the snark. Nothing stops the snark)

GM:
Bella, following Kes, climbs aboard Silent Destiny and sees Krath’s back as he’s lumbering up the corridor toward the ship’s cockpit.“Oh, that won’t do,” she tsks, drawing her pistols and opening fire. (Fair fights are for suckers)
Krath doesn’t see the attack coming (defend +4, goes to stress)
A vibroblade is suddenly in his hand. “Here, kitty, kitty,” he says, turning from Kay to Bella.
She’s quick, but he manages to slice her with the blade (2 stress)
Kay GO!

Kaylani Seren:
Attempts to set off the fire suppression system to spray Krath with foam to create an advantage for Bella: “Blinded and Distracted” (clever 3 +0)

GM:
(Zeva is using her action to help Caster, so that’s a +1)

Caster Novastar:
Caster fires up the nearest access shipOS monitor, and after going to the wrong menu twice, finds the fire controls

GM:
(need a +5 again)

Caster Novastar:
Caster dashes over to the other side of the ship, swearing lightly that things are always harder than they should be, he digs into the other access panel
GM:
(again, +1 from Zeva, need a +5)

Caster Novastar:
(can I use another invoke of Calm in the face of fire-death?)
(I think I have one more)

GM:
(Yep)
(to both)

Caster Novastar:
(cool. Zeva’s help +1, Calm for fire death +2, careful +3 rolled, -1 = +5)
(I’ll also take a +4 failure here if I don’t have the bonuses right ?)

GM:
In true 007 fashion, Caster manages to uncouple the junction box and halt the self-destruct with scant seconds to spare
Kes GO!

Caster Novastar:
over comms “Ok, I think I got it! Vainglory isn’t going to boom!”

Kes-Varn:
(how wide is the corridor we’re in?)
(can two people fit across or)

GM:
They’’d have to squeeze past each other

Kes-Varn:
(womp womp… new plan)
(I was gonna bull-rush him)
(although I think i"m ahead of bella so it works) (cause I got there first)

Caster Novastar:
(Bella’s slim, and you’re about to make a lot of noise. She’ll stick to the ceiling or something. She’s a cat, cats do that, right?)

Kes-Varn:
(anyway it’s a Forceful +3 and a 0 on the roll I literally rolled nothing for the bull rush)
(OH WAIT)
(CAN I SEE KAY?)

GM:
Yes

Kes-Varn:
(2, Don’t Threaten My Babies)
(
5 total)
(eat it)

GM:
We get a close-up of the fur on the back of Bella’s neck standing up as she senses Kes’s approach.
She gracefully leaps out of the way as Kes rushes at Krath, crashing into him like a mad bantha
(1 on the defense roll) The bounty hunter’s leg gets pinned underneath him as he falls, and the bones crack in many, many places

GM:
Kay GO!
His cry of pain is pretty unmanly.

Kes-Varn:
(she’s currently A Little Bloodlusty but)

Kaylani Seren:
“Captain, do we want to try and keep him to ask him questions? Or give him to the droid outside who I dearly hope wants to kill him?”
“And is liable to be a might impatient by now.”

GM:
“Why not both?” Bella says, even though she wasn’t the one being asked.

Kes-Varn:
Kes pauses briefly, one arm raised with every intention of pummeling him. “We can do both. Can you hail the droid?”

Kaylani Seren:
“Oh sure, we had a lovely chat earlier, but he’s not much for conversation. Or listening. And seemed inclined to blow us all up first and collect the bits later.”

GM:
(fwiw Krath seems a bit preoccupied with his excruciating pain)

Kes-Varn:
“Tell him the captain of the ship is willing to hand over this guy alive if we can just beat him up a little.”

Kaylani Seren:
“Yes ma’am.”
hails “Now, we’ve gotten our hands on your prize, but we’d be willing to let you collect him, if you’re willing to give us just a moment to clean up and make sure all our people are in one piece? I know we just had the two minutes, but maybe a titch more?”

GM:
IG-88 deems this arrangement acceptable and goes to find a docking bay.

TO BE CONTINUED

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Session 30
In Which Caster Negotiates with All His Tact and Charm

[jillyfae is playing R4-J16.]

GM:
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…

STAR WARS

Silent Destiny

Episode III
THE EYE OF OBLIVION

Trouble has found Silent Destiny’s crew once more, on Kes-Varn’s homeworld of Iridonia.

In Capital Square, Kes and Bella Nox escaped from Dagos Tull’s brutal thugs. Hoping to return Balin Nerr’s cargo to its original buyer, they have commandeered a delivery speeder truck, piloted by a young Iridonian girl named Kala-Zen.

Their plan is thwarted when they learn that Caster, Kay, Zeva, and R4-J16 have found the long-lost Vainglory in Wortan. But they have also found Niknik Kuat — and Marius Krath, one of the infamous HOUNDS OF WINTER

SESSION 30

Caster is amidships on Silent Destiny, with Niknik Kuat standing between him and the cockpit. J16 is further aft. Zeva has disappeared into one of the crew quarters.

“You’ve got it all wrong, Novastar. There’s a bounty on this ship, and her Captain. Well, the Captain we took her from. You’re just the way to the bonus.”
“Isn’t that right?” he calls over Caster’s shoulder.
A flush echoes through the hall as the fresher door slides open and the big, scarred ugly face of Marius Krath emerges, followed by the rest of him. “That’s exactly right,” he says with a toothy grin.

Caster:
“How am I in the way of that bounty on the thief that took this ship, exactly? Because, I’m not exactly a friend of hers.”

GM:
“Silent Destiny is the bonus,” Niknik said. “To me, anyway. For Mr. Krath, she’s the real prize.”

Caster:
“Ah. That hunk of junk? Surely you’d prefer a ship that has some measure of status?”

GM:
Marius takes a step toward Caster. You can see that he wears four or five blasters. Fortunately he doesn’t have any drawn. For now.

Caster:
looks him over “I bet you’re great in bed.”

GM:
Niknik titters at that, until Marius glares him down.
Krath: “She IS long in the tooth, an’ no mistake. I’ve heard that you’re a reasonable man, Mister Novastar. Is that right?”

Caster:
“Reasonable enough to know that five blasters is far too many. Do you hold two in your feet? How do you stand?”

GM:
(Meanwhile, Zeva is calling Kay for help and getting attacked by the Hounds of Winter equivalent of a Cerberus Phantom)

R4-J16:
J16 attempts to use Caster’s excellently obnoxious distraction to slide slowly backwards out of sight (stealth 2 + rolled 2 = 4)

GM:
(vs a -1) J16 rolls Out of Sight, Out of Mind (succeed with style, 2 free invokes)
Krath grins. “Play grav-ball with me here, and I won’t have to show you.”

R4-J16:
(of course now I can’t remember what I wanted j16 TO DO once he was sneaky away. we’re anti-calling the port authority, right? Is Caster “wanted” by anyone? Would that be a helpful distraction?)

Caster:
“So I’m dealing with a rich playboy gestures at Nik-Nik and a punk who’s watched too many merc recruitment adds gestures at Krath. I guess I’ve got nothing better to do before I kick you off my ship. What’s your angle?”

R4-J16:
J16 attempts to find an out of the way access point to get into the ship’s systems and, firstly, ground it

GM:
The droid is able to engage safety interlocks to keep the engines from firing up without his code key.
(An aspect on the ship: Vainglory Grounded)

Caster:
(rolls a -1 + Flashy (1) + high concept (2) = +2 to create an advantage Can’t look away from the snark bucket)

GM:
(vs Clever +3)
Krath seems unfazed by the dig. “It’s like this, Mister Novastar. You want your ship back, and I want something that’s on the other ship. I believe we can come to an arrangement, here.”
(J16 gets a Clever +3)

Caster:
“The only things on that other ship are wrenches and grease. They don’t even have a mop. Trust me, I looked for one. But, I’m sure someone smarter than you has you thinking otherwise. What do you want?”

GM:
Krath seems a little thrown by the direction this conversation is taking.
He wags a finger at Caster. “Clever. I thought so.”
Krath: “What I’ve been told is that the ship’s previous captain left something on board, something they only called ‘the Eye of Oblivion.’ My job is to find that for our client. Everything else is just in my way.”

Caster:
“You’re kidding me, right? No one has named anything the ‘Eye of Oblivion’. How many holo-vids have you watched? What year do you think it is?”
“What do you really want?”

R4-J16:
J16, still at the globe, tries to connect to the port databases to see if NikNik or Krath are wanted by anyone, and, if so, if he can tell them where they are /right now/
(clever 3 +2 = 5)

GM:
“Believe me or don’t, I want to get onto Silent Destiny. I get the impression that you don’t have any loyalty to Captain Varn or her gang of misfits, so as far as I’m concerned, you help me, you can take your ship and be on your merry.”
Niknik: “That isn’t what we agreed to!”
Krath silences him with another icy glare.
J16 confirms what Black Sun’s database said: that the Hounds are not part of the Bounty Hunter’s Guild (since they bring their quarry in dead as often as alive), and that they’ve actually had recent conflict with them.
In particular, IG-88 wants to bring Marius Krath down for poaching his bounty on Mygeeto.

Caster:
“Niknik, you’re a bit out of your league here, although I assume that’s pretty normal for you. I need to pay attention to blaster-butt here because he might sit wrong and put a hole in my ship.”

GM:
Niknik: “Krath, you said that Novastar was MINE.”

Caster:
(roll +1, sneaky +5 = +6, attempting to add aspect wedge between allies)

GM:
(vs Sneaky +3, 2 free invokes)
Krath: “Hey, if you can catch him again, he’s all yours.”
“Take it up with the Broker. The Eye is the bounty of a lifetime.”

Caster:
“It always comes back to money. No one wants to do betrayal over aesthetic beauty.”
“Shame, really.”

GM:
(sudden cutaway to Silent Destiny lifting out of her docking bay, then a cut to the IG-2000 dropping out of hyperspace over Iridonia)
Niknik: “Whatever they’re paying you, I’ll double it, Krath. TRIPLE it.”

Caster:
“He probably can’t afford it, blaster butt. Don’t wear yourself out on the math.”

GM:
(Meanwhile, Kes and Bella are boarding a transport bound for this side of the planet which belongs to the same delivery company, thanks to the driver girl’s help)
Krath nods. “Pipe down, Niknik. Grown ups are talkin.”

GM:
Krath: (turning back to Caster) “So. Whaddaya say?”

Caster:
“I know you’ve got a tight schedule in-between body waxing or whatever you merc types do, so I apologize for needing a bit more info. What does this ‘Oblivion-whatcha-callit’ look like?”

GM:
Still unfazed: “It’s hidden in a holograph projector. One that the previous Captain gave the current one after the last vacation they took together.”

Caster:
“Got a picture of the projector? I don’t want to walk away with the wrong one.”

R4-J16:
J16 slides cautiously back out to check out the rest of the ship/look for Zeva

GM:
Krath shakes his head. “Nothin’ that detailed, no. I just know the image was captured in front of a waterfall.”
About this time Zeva emerges from the crew quarters, looking like hell warmed over.

R4-J16:
“*quiet warning beep*

Caster:
“Fair, fair. See, here’s the thing… I really just want you off my ship.” tries to dart between Niknik and Krath and make a break for the cockpit

GM:
(beat a +4)

Caster:
(rolled a +1, Quick +2, invoking wedge between allies +2 = +5)

GM:
Caster slips around the bazillionaire and charges up the corridor!
When he gets there, he finds a human pilot, wearing a Hounds of Winter uniform, already in his chair.

Caster:
(out of turn order) “Oh, hi.”

R4-J16:
J16 quickly tries to get back up to the fiasco to back up Caster (quick +1, rolled +3 =4)
(Quick arrival to taze NikNik with electric prod and get him out of commission)

GM:
Niknik turns to see the droid and catches the prod at waist height (Forceful 0)
Leaving him Frazzled and bestressed
Krath: “Fine. We do it the hard way.” He produces Weapons and Tools for all the Fools and burns Niknik Kuat down, leaving his path to the cockpit unimpeded.

GM:
The pilot turns in his chair, points a blaster at Caster, and fires over his shoulder
(+2 to attack)
“Poork,” Krath calls into his comlink, “get out here now.”

Caster:
Caster quickly shimmies to the side. “No shooting on my ship!” (roll +1, quick +2 = +3)

GM:
The bolt flies wild over Caster’s shoulder.
Krath stops at the intersection, though, when he sees the white-haired girl come around the bend. “The seamstress,” he muses. “Still haven’t figured out your angle, but you’d best go back in that closet if you know what’s good for you.”
Zeva’s lightsaber flares into brilliant life. “I will KILL YOU if you touch him,” she growls.
(ran out of Fate points fighting the Ubese, compelled: Shadow of Order 66)

GM:
Krath’s surprise gives way to anticipation. “Haven’t fought a Jedi in a LONG time, girl. But that won’t be the first lightsaber I’ve taken.”
Zeva makes the Bruce Lee ‘bring it’ motion.

GM:
Zeva creates an advantage: I Am Not Afraid with a free invoke

GM:
New exchange: as Caster steps up to bat, a massive shadow eclipses the cockpit as Silent Destiny appears in the sky above you.

Kaylani:
Attempts a super-flashy-tricky landing right next to the Vainglory (+4)

GM:
(We have: Krath, J16, Zeva, Porrk?, Pilot, Caster)

Caster:
glances up, grins, snaps out his hold out blaster “Sorry, just not your year. Get out of my chair please.”
(rolled a +1, quick +2 = +3, trying to add aspect, “Look Ma, a hostage!”)

GM:
“Hey, a contract’s a contract.” But he’s shaken (aspect placed, 1 free invoke)
Krath drops one pistol, holsters another, and arms himself with a riot control baton before lunging at Zeva
(Quick +4 vs Zeva’s +4, spending the one Fate point she just earned)
But now Zeva’s brought him into striking distance
(Forceful +3 vs his +4) But his technique suggests he really HAS defended himself against lightsabers before.

R4-J16:
J16 attempts to grab Krath’s dropped pistol and use it against him (clever +3 roll +1 = +4)

GM:
(vs 4) Krath’s armor is stronger than it looks, but J16 gains a boost
The door to the fresher behind J16 opens, and the flabby bulk of a Gamorrean in Hounds of Winter garb trundles into view. He swings a very large hydrospanner at the droid
(
6 attack) It clangs against his dome, leaving him Dented

R4-J16:
fails to quickly dodge (quick +1, roll +2=3)

GM:
The pilot fires at Caster again (+1)

Caster:
Caster ducks (rolled +3, quick +2 = +5)

GM:
(Caster gains a boost)

Caster:
sighs “Give it a rest.” fishes in pocket for a cred-stick “Look, I’m gonna need someone to pilot this thing when we’re done here, how about I buy out your contract right now, and you also help me a little bit in this minor dust-up.”
(rolled +0, careful +3 using ‘Everything has a Price’ stunt +2, invoking ‘Look Ma, A Hostage’ +2 = +7, trying to flip loyalties.)

GM:
Caster is barely to the end of the sentence before the man stands up and snatches the cred-stick. “Deal,” he announces.

Caster:
“We get into less firefights. You’ll love it.”

GM:
The pilot charges down the corridor firing at Krath, bellowing.
Krath is definitely more surprised than harmed (+2 vs +5). “Jaren, you little TWERP,,” he hisses, still locked with Zeva.

GM:
Zeva tries to make the most of even this tiny distraction.
(Forceful +6 vs Quick +2) The lightsaber catches him on the shoulder, taking two stress and leaving him with Another Future Scar (mild consequence)
“All right, enough o’ this,” Krath grumbles, pressing the button on his handheld control box that initiates Vainglory’s self-destruct.

TO BE CONTINUED

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Interlude: Close Quarters
In Which Zeva Defends Herself

I knew it, Zeva thought as the condescending voice of Niknik Kuat reached her from further down the Vainglory’s ring corridor. As she snapped her collapsible shock baton into service, though, she heard another, unfamiliar voice – but this one she knew, through the Force.

This isn’t just a trap; this is a TRAP! The blood in her limbs ran icy.

She fished her comlink out of her jacket pocket and backed away from the voices, sidestepping into a darkened crew cabin. Caster was sure to keep them talking long enough for her to send out a quick warning. Tell her to stay away. You can handle this!

“It’s a trap, Kay,” Zeva whispered as soon as the com’s light turned green. “Niknik Kuat is here, with one of the Hounds of Winter. The man we saw on Takodana. The one she told you about on Iridonia: Marius Krath. We’re at Docking Bay 607. Krath doesn’t know I’m here yet, b-”

The hairs on the back of her neck told her of the other in the room before the Force did. Zeva dropped to one knee and spun to face the stranger as he appeared before her, knife outstretched, slicing the back of her hand open and forcing her to drop the comlink. Hidden by an alien mask, the attacker’s face vanished from view in a shimmering haze. Zeva had just enough time to catch a glimpse of the familiar snow-wolf patch on the assassin’s shoulder before it, too, faded from view.

Stealth field generator. Strike while you still know where he is!

Zeva dropped a shoulder and lunged forward to slam the assassin against the wall, but he deftly avoided her charge. He’ll try to stab you in the side now, she thought, moving her arm to deflect the blade at the last moment. She turned again and jabbed the end of her baton into the assassin’s forearm, holding the button down until the coursing current made him drop his weapon.

The Jedi thought about stepping back, but there was nowhere to go; this room was like a glorified closet. Instead, she brought her knee up, hoping to knock the wind out of him – but he brought both hands down to block the kick, then drove both palms into Zeva’s stomach, winding her. Muttering something in a raspy whisper, the assassin wrested the baton from Zeva’s hands and struck her under the chin with it, sending her to the floor and painting her world in hot, painful colors.

She couldn’t pull herself together, couldn’t marshal her wits or her strength. She saw the assassin toss the baton away and pick up his knife. He was too slightly built to be human…

Caster, came a distant thought. He needs you. Caster needs you.

“Can’t,” she wheezed, and the assassin paused for a moment. “Tired. So tired.”

He’s going to kill you!

“Errybody dies.” Her tongue tripped over the words. The assassin rasped something in reply and crouched beside her, clamping one hand around the Jedi’s neck and raising the knife in the other. “S’way o’Force.”

Not here, not like this. Kaylani would never forgive you.

“Kay…”

She laid one hand on the outside of her jacket, knew how cold the metal cylinder was beneath the leather. She lifted it slightly, toward the creature looming over her. Zeva closed her eyes and found the secret switch inside the casing, gave it a gentle push through the Force.

Bright green flooded into every corner of the room as the lightsaber’s blade thrummed to life, piercing the assassin through something vital in his chest. The knife clattered uselessly to the floor, followed by its wielder as Zeva doused her weapon – her TRUE weapon.

Pity that Ilum was off-limits when my time came to build it. I wonder if the Empire knows about the caves…?

Focus. There’s nothing wrong with your lightsaber. As for what’s wrong with you, well, you don’t have time for pain. Get up. There’s work to do.

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Session 29
In Which Kes and Bella Wrangle Their Cargo

[Relimited is absent; jillyfae is playing Bella.]

GM:
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…

STAR WARS

Silent Destiny

Episode III
THE EYE OF OBLIVION

Trouble has found Silent Destiny’s crew once more, on Kes-Varn’s homeworld of Iridonia.

In Wortan, Caster, Kay, Zeva, and R4-J16 have found the long-lost Vainglory. But they have also found Niknik Kuat — and Marius Krath, one of the infamous HOUNDS OF WINTER.

Meanwhile, in Capital Square, Kes and Bella Nox have escaped from Dagos Tull’s brutal thugs. They must return Balin Nerr’s cargo to its original buyer, but cannot until their speeder is repaired….

SESSION 29

Kay receives a call from Zeva: <whispering> “It’s a trap, Kay. Niknik Kuat is here, with one of the Hounds of Winter. The man we saw on Takodana. The one she told you about on Iridonia: Marius Krath. We’re at Docking Bay 607. Krath doesn’t know I’m here yet, b-” <message>

Meanwhile, in Capital Square…

Kes and Bella manage to get the speeder back to the docking bay where Silent Destiny USED to be.
You could press on and take the cargo directly to Jaleer Kortu, the original buyer, but the speeder might not take it.
It’s within your capacity to repair. Taking the time to secure the right parts will make it easier, but it’ll take time.
There’s also Bella’s shoulder to consider (which is also reparable).

Bella:
“I feel, however terrible it is to be so sensible, that we need to have reliable transport when we go speeding away again. Or there will be less speeding and more limping and possibly crashing.”
“Borrow, rent, steal? Unfamiliar vehicle should make it easier to get somewhere, as well.”

Kes-Varn:
“Not without taking a look at that shoulder, first. Come here.”

GM:
(You need a 2)

Bella:
“Yes, ma’am” /manages a smile/

Kes-Varn:
(Carefully fixing the shoulder is +4)

GM:
Kes doesn’t quite make it good as new, but the pain subsides, making it easier for Bella to move and work.
(Consequence ends after the next scene)

Bella:
/smile spreads into a proper toothy smirk/ “Well you are just full of pleasant surprises, aren’t you?”

Kes-Varn:
“I shoot people, sometimes I put them back together.” She flashes a brief smile. “Now what were you saying about relieving someone of their vehicle?”

Bella:
“Politely. Maybe? Seems like we’d be less likely to be spotted until /after/ we’ve finished our delivery.”

Kes-Varn:
“Yeah, this limper is gonna be noticed from a ways away.” She thumps the front of the broken-down speeder and hears a threatening creak. “I don’t usually STEAL speeders, though. Where do we begin?”

Bella:
“The trick is to convince some friendly and not to smart computer to /give/ us one, so it doesn’t even look like we’re stealing!”

GM:
Bella slices into a delivery company’s database to get a look at what vehicles are supposed to be in the area (Clever +6)
(generating a boost!)

Bella:
“Want anything in particular?”

Kes-Varn:
Kes’ eyes flash, a bit greedily, but she seems to bite down on it. “Something inconspicuous? We caused enough of a fuss on the way here.”

GM:
Bella finds an innocuous heavy speeder nearby.
She taps in an unscheduled delivery to your docking bay, and the speeder arrives five-ish minutes later.

Kes-Varn:
Kes nods in mild approval. “Impressive.”

GM:
A young Zabrak who barely looks old enough to drive gets out of the cab. “I’m sorry,” she says to you. “I have a delivery scheduled here, but I don’t see the package on my manifest.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes shoots Bella a brief, alarmed look. She didn’t wanna knock out a kid. “Well — that’s… are you sure? Can you double-check?”

GM:
She nods and heads back to the cab. “Computers, am I right?” she says brightly.
“D-1D, see if you can find….” She recites a tracking number with about as many digits as pi.

Kes-Varn:
While she’s checking, Kes elbows Bella. “What do we do?” she mutters under her breath.

GM:
A droid in the back of the truck beeps and rolls around inside where you can’t see.
Bella attempts to slice into the speeder’s computer from out here.

Bella:
/shouts out to the delivery girl/ “I’ll check with our order, see if I can find you anything!”

Kes-Varn:
Kes motions to the girl to draw her away from the Bella and the truck. “Did you make any other stops on the way, maybe leave something extra there by accident?”

Bella:
(3 clever +2 = 5)

GM:
The girl frowns, looks back at the screen, does a double take.

Bella:
barely refrains from whistling innocently

GM:
“Oh, wait, it’s my fault – I have a PICKUP, not a delivery. Three crates for Jaleer Kortu?”

Kes-Varn:
“That still doesn’t fix our delivery, but the pickup’s more important. Here.” She shoots Bella an approving grin.

GM:
“I’ll file a claim with the company, get the ball rolling for you.”
“D-1D, roll your rusty butt out here and get these boxes!”

Kes-Varn:
“Oh, uh — thanks.” She clears her throat. “I’ll help the droid, here.”

Bella:
“Ah, we can do our own claim. Gotta check on the next few deliveries scheduled, figure out if they’re all still in line or not, don’t we? Might as well do it all at once.”

GM:
The speeder’s ramp comes down and a loader droid that probably should have been retired when the Clone Wars were still going on trundles down and rolls over to your speeder.

Kes-Varn:
Kes fusses and pushes and pulls to help the ancient droid get everything moved

GM:
Girl: “Okay, if you say so. We should have these delivered within the hour.”
It goes MUCH quicker with Kes’s help.

Kes-Varn:
“Looks like you’ve got some extra seating. We’d like to make sure this delivery makes it.” Her smile is teasing, though.

GM:
“Oh, I dunno.” She rubs the back of her neck. “I’ve only been driving three months for this company; I’d hate for the boss to catch me breaking the rules…”

Kes-Varn:
“Well, I won’t tell your boss if you don’t.” She winks. “Unless he’s stowed under the seat, I’m sure he won’t find out.” (Sneaky 0)

GM:
“That… seems really weird.”

Bella:
/Bella barely manages not to laugh out loud in the poor girl’s face/

Kes-Varn:
Kes shoots Bella a Look. “Listen, kid, we already lost one package today, we’re really not looking to lose another one. The stuff in here is real rare, we’d all be in trouble if it was lost.”
(Clever 1 + 2 stunt Assertive = 3) (Forceful 2 + 2 stunt Assertive = 4)

GM:
The girl gasps and takes a step back from Kes. “All right,” she says. “I see your point. You two can ride with me, but don’t try anything, okay? I’ve got a hydrospanner right where I can get at it.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes gives her a solemn nod. “I’ve been hit in the face with a hydrospanner before. It ain’t pretty.”

GM:
D-1D rolls back into the truck, and the girl climbs into the cab.

Kes-Varn:
Kes yanks open the opposite door, again with the intention of assisting Bella in. Only to find there’s only space for one. She pauses and glances at Bella. “Um.”

Bella:
“Top or bottom?”

Kes-Varn:
Kes sputters. “Uh— Wh- What?”

GM:
The girl becomes VERY busy adjusting her rear view mirror.

Bella:
/clicks tongue/ “Such suspicious minds. I mean I could sit in your lap. Is that better?” /winks/

Kes-Varn:
Kes stares at her, hang-jawed. Then it dawns on her. “Oh. Oh. In the— the truck.” She clears her throat. “Yeah, that makes the most sense. Can’t exactly chuck you in with the cargo, I suppose.”

Bella:
“We could certainly strap you down back there if you like that sort of thing, but I do prefer a proper seat.”

GM:
“Hey, who wants the radio?”

Kes-Varn:
Kes’ shoulders get rigid and she climbs into the seat. “Radio sounds great,” she says stiffly, keeping her eyes strictly forward.

Bella:
“A lovely idea, I agree.” /climbs in, trying not to grin/

GM:
The girl, too, steadfastly refuses to look at what’s going on next to her as the speeder lurches into gear.
This is about the time that Kes’s comlink begins to chime.“Tell them I’m driving as fast as I’m allowed to,” the girl says.

Kes-Varn:
“Should be fine. Drive safely, all right, let’s not risk ourselves and the cargo.” Kes shifts Bella around in her lap to get it from her pocket. “Captain here.”

Kaylani:
“Hounds of Winter set a trap, my Captain. Might need you to clean up a mess, depending on how bad a hole I’m about to fly into.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes sputters and sits forward, almost dropping Bella. “Wait, what? A trap? The Hounds? Are the other still there?”

Kaylani:
“And Niknik Kuat, the bastard. Apparently! I don’t know yet, Wortan, Docking bay 607. Come be cavalry like, if you can? Might need it.”

Kes-Varn:
“We’ll get there soon as we can, but it might not be soon enough. Get them out of there, Kay. Safely. No unnecessary risks.”

Kaylani:
“Only the necessary ones, got it.”

GM:
Girl: “What sort of business are you IN?”
TO BE CONTINUED

https://youtu.be/q7qyfC_fMlI

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Session 28
In Which Lost Glory Is Found, But at What Price?

[jillyfae missed this session. Ellanutella played R4-J16 in the Caster scenes; Relimited played Bella Nox in the Kes-Varn scenes.]

GM:
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…

STAR WARS

Silent Destiny

Episode III
THE EYE OF OBLIVION

After crossing paths with the JUSTICE ACTION NETWORK and the GALACTIC EMPIRE on Dexus-12, Silent Destiny has returned to Kes-Varn’s homeworld of Iridonia.

In the Capital Square marketplace, Kes and Bella Nox are driving Balin Nerr’s cargo to the original buyer, Jaleer Kortu, pursued by agents of the odious Dagos Tull.

Meanwhile, Caster, Kay, Zeva, and R4-J16 take the ship to the city of Wortan, looking for the long-lost Vainglory, last seen in Shiri Torr’s possession….

SESSION 28

Caster:
“So, look, I know the Captain is off on her own and may be in danger… but… ship potentially! Rather exciting.”

GM:
(Wortan is unfamiliar territory to all of you.)

R4-J16:
J16 beeps, spinning his head to indicate the area. Do you know where you’re going or what you’re doing?

Caster:
tilts his head to the side “Don’t sound so skeptical. I’m like a bloodhound when it comes to my property.”

R4-J16:
He beeps, sharply sarcastic. It only took you two months.

GM:
(Caster’s tip was that the Vainglory was docked in bay 607 at the old spaceport)

Caster:
“I have no idea what you just said, so I’m going to take it as a compliment.”

R4-J16:
“Dwoo…….”

Caster:
“Anyway, to docking bay 607. Let’s go find my ship.”

GM:
Key elects to stay with the ship to deal with its fussiness.

R4-J16:
J16 slides over to the nearest computer port and attempts to download a map of the spaceport and any relevant news or alerts.
(Clever 2)

GM:
J16 downloads a map. Much of the news is about the explosion on Dexus-12 and the Empire’s promise of swift reprisal against the Justice Action Network.

R4-J16:
He sorts that out for later and offers the map projection to Zeva and Caster.

GM:
“We can take this alley here,” Zeva says, indicating, “and skirt most of the marketplace.”

R4-J16:
J16 beeps approvingly

Caster:
nods “Good plan. I’d like to scope out the ship first, maybe figure out a thing or three on who currently pretends to own it.”

R4-J16:
Plan confirmed, J16 immediately starts rolling down the indicated alleyway

Caster:
“hey— it’s my ship I should be in the lead!” darts after

GM:
Zeva follows. J16 can roll at quite a clip when he cares to.
While much business and traffic has moved to the more modern spaceport, it’s still quite busy here.The alley keeps you from going through the busy market that’s lived in the center of the port since time out of mindAnd soon you find Bay 607, the bay doors wide open.

R4-J16:
J16 draws to a halt and sticks himself behind some kind of cover (crates, or whatever’s around).

Caster:
crouches near J16

R4-J16:
J16 attempts to scan for people. (Careful 1)

GM:
There’s too many people around here for him to get a good reading. There could be somebody on board? Or not?

R4-J16:
He beeps in frustration.

Caster:
gasps quietly as he looks upon the long lost ship

GM:
Vainglory is there, just as Caster remembers her, none the worse for wear. The loading ramps are closed.

Caster:
Caster is uncharacteristically quiet

R4-J16:
J16 gives him a moment. Then he beeps a prompt. Let’s get a move on?

Caster:
“Yeah, yeah, you’re right.”
“J16, can you get a docking manifest? I want to know who is pretending to captain my ship.”

R4-J16:
J16 beeps affirmatively and rolls over surreptitiously to the Ubiquitous Terminal. He plugs in and downloads whatever he can about the ship that’s available locally — including where it came from and if it has an upcoming destination. But especially for the fake captain. (Clever 4)

GM:
Vainglory is listed as having recently arrived from Alderaan with a cargo of liqueurs. Captain Shiri Torr.

Caster:
swears
“Zeva…. can you do that thing to see if anyone is inside?”

GM:
She nods, and her eyelids flutter shut.

R4-J16:
J16’s receptors zoom in on Zeva curiously

GM:
(Zeva rolls poorly) “Yes. At least one person… I can’t be sure if there’s anyone else.”

Caster:
“Ok, team. I see two plans. One: we try to break in. We know that there is at least one person there who will not be happy about that. Two: we find Shiri and, uh, convince her, to give the ship back. Maybe with money. Maybe with force.”
“I don’t like either of these plans.”

R4-J16:
J16 blorps at the second idea.

GM:
“I don’t think J16 likes the second one,” Zeva offers.

Caster:
“Well, we can wait until it’s less crowded to steal it, but it looks like they’ve offloaded the cargo already. Dunno how long the ship will be here.”

GM:
“Most of these spaceports stay busy around the clock,” Zeva says. (It’s getting dark now, because it was day on the other side of the planet in our last session)

Caster:
“So, there’s no way to do this with less people watching. Lets hope it doesn’t get loud.”
gets up and starts walking towards the Vainglory

R4-J16:
J16 chirps in irritation and follows more slowly.

GM:
Zeva follows him, holding her shock baton against her forearm.

Caster:
(sneaky 5 + 1 = 6)

GM:
(Zeva Sneaky +2)

R4-J16:
(Sneaky 1)

Caster:
upon getting close to the doors, Caster takes a deep breath and does his best to dart around potential camera locations and keep out of window sight lines

GM:
The bay is still quiet as the three of you walk under the ship, out of sight of most of the windows and cameras.

Caster:
whisper “Ten credits says they changed the passcodes…” types the old one in

GM:
The ramp comes down, the pneumatic hiss luxury-quiet.

R4-J16:
J16 chirps in surprise and suspicion.
He chirps suggestively at Caster about the credits.

Caster:
darts up the ramp, pulling his hold-out as he goes

GM:
“Now isn’t the time,” Zeva tells J16 as she charges after Caster.

R4-J16:
J16 chirps mournfully and follows

GM:
The three of you make your way into the turbolift.

Caster:
still quiet “To the bridge. We can hold the ship there.”

GM:
As you make your way around the ring corridor, you hear a thump from the lounge (where the dejarik table is)

Caster:
“Run. Now!”

GM:
Caster runs to the corridor leading to the bridge, but there’s a man standing there, blocking his path. “Oh, good,” Niknik Kuat says. “You’re finally here.”

CUT TO:

Kes and Bella are in a speeder full of plant fibers; they just realized that they’re being followed.
There’s an older speeder gaining on you.

Kes-Varn:
“Please tell me what’s fun in being followed.”

Bella:
“That really depends on who’s doing the following.”

Kes-Varn:
“You’re gonna need to drive. Let’s swap seats.”
(Quick 3)

GM:
(+4 with Bella’s help)
Kes scooches under Bella’s arched behindus, and the speeder vaults over a bump in the road. The Cathar tries to get the vehicle back under control!

Bella:
(clever +3 rolled a 2 = +5)

GM:
The speeder’s trajectory evens out under the slicer’s clever guidance
leaving the Captain free to…?

Bella:
“Some warning next time, love.”

Kes-Varn:
“Aren’t surprises fun for you?” Kes pulls out her blaster rifle, sticks her body half out the window, and starts firing at the speeder following.
(Forceful 3)

GM:
The pursuer veers around in a serpentine fashion, sending other speeders crashing into the force fields along the roadside and taking only superficial damage itself

The driver guns the engine and tries to close the gap
(Bella, beat a +4)

Bella:
(clever 3 rolled a 0)

GM:
The speeder pulls up within a couple of meters from you!

Bella:
Bella pulls every trick she knows about making speeders go more, and lays on the throttle

Kes-Varn:
Kes aims for the driver. (Careful 4)

GM:
The driver swerves as the blaster fire erupts all around him, taking off a tiny piece of his ear but otherwise leaving him unscathed (gain a boost tho)

Bella:
Bella grabs Kes’s shirt, trying to brace her “You really should keep your arms and legs in the ride at all times.” Bella slams on the brakes
(quick 1 rolled a 0 = 1)(takes the boost, for a +3 overall)

GM:
The other driver plows into your rear end (phrasing). His head smacks against the dash with the wet thud of a melon and he slumps forward.
The passenger gets up and opens up on you with an old timey slugthrower.
(both defend vs +4 pls)
A spray of bullets rakes through the speeder!

Kes-Varn:
(Clever 4!)

Bella:
(quick 1 rolled a -1 = 0)
marks 2 stress, takes a mild consequence

GM:
Bella is lucky to come away from the burst with a Lacerated Shoulder
A third person gets out of the back of the other speeder and slides a metallic disc under your vehicle.
Bella GO!

Bella:
pulls the speeder around to try and give Kes a clear set of shots at their attackers
(clever + 3 rolled a 2 = 5)

GM:
Traffic is backing the eff up behind these bad guys, too.
GM:
(vs defense 0) The two bad guys are Flummoxed by the audacity of this maneuver
(success with style, two free boosts)

Kes-Varn:
Kes just starts blasting at them as the speeder turns about. (Forceful 3 – 2 + 2 (boost) + 2 (Cathar Got Your Tongue) = 5?)

GM:
She burns the slugthrower-wielding guy down like a candle. A cheap, gory candle.
Then the disc under the car explodes.

Kes-Varn:
Kes’ war-scream turns into a terror-scream.

GM:
Bella, defend against a +1

Bella:
(quick 1 – 3 = -2)

GM:
She can’t move the speeder in time, leaving it with a Compromised Transmission and getting a little bruised herself
(vs a Defense +1)

Kes-Varn:
She aims for his itty bitty brain. (Careful 3)

GM:
Sometimes you’re the windshield; sometimes you’re the mook who gets hurled into it
He slides down the hood and rolls off
And you see two gray dots on the horizon.

Bella:
pulls the speeder around, slower than she might like thanks to the slipping transmission

GM:
They seem to be flying toward your position

Kes-Varn:
Kes spits in their general direction as the speeder turns and peers over at Bella. “How bad is your shoulder?”

Bella:
“Just a bit of a scratch. I’m more worried about our friends on the horizon.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes pulls out the macrobinoculars from the glove compartment and takes a peek.

GM:
They’re TIE fighters.

Kes-Varn:
“Would it help if I got out and pushed?”

Bella:
“I don’t want them finding us faster because of how dazzling you are.”

Kes-Varn:
“I’ll chalk that up to your blood loss.”

Bella:
“Well, that’ll make it hard to keep thinking it after we patch up this shoulder.”
transmission grinds, but through gritted teeth Bella gets the speeder moving.

GM:
(roll it)

Bella:
(clever 3, rolled a 0 = 3)

GM:
Bella “coaxes” the speeder back to life and sends it puttering back to the docking port still reserved for Silent Destiny.

Bella:
“Glad to see that old trick with break tapping still works on those buckets of bolts.”

Kes-Varn:
“See? this is why we switched seats.” She helps Bella out of the speeder.

Bella:
“I thought it was to give me a show with some of that gunplay.”

Kes-Varn:
“I multitask.”

Bella:
“At that and many other things, I’m sure.”

CUT TO:
Niknik Kuat, grinning from ear to ear as he points a charric at Caster. (I guess he found one after all.)

Caster:
“Oh, man. Partnering with known outlaws. I assumed you were the scum of the earth when I met you, but it turns out, I was right!”

GM:
“You’ve got it all wrong, Novastar. There’s a bounty on this ship, and her Captain. Well, the Captain we took her from. You’re just the way to the bonus.”
“Isn’t that right?” he calls over Caster’s shoulder.

Caster:
blinks “No there isn’t.”

R4-J16:
J16 is puttering around towards the computer room.

GM:
A flush echoes through the hall as the fresher door slides open and the big, scarred ugly face of Marius Krath emerges, followed by the rest of him. “That’s exactly right,” he says with a toothy grin.

TO BE CONTINUED

https://youtu.be/q7qyfC_fMlI

Post credits sequence: Zeva, still in seclusion, starts radioing Kay.

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Session 27
In Which Kes and Bella Do Business with Dagos Tull

[Relimited missed this session. While the party was split, jillyfae played Bella Nox]

GM:
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…

STAR WARS

Silent Destiny

Episode III
THE EYE OF OBLIVION

After crossing paths with the JUSTICE ACTION NETWORK and the GALACTIC EMPIRE on Dexus-12, Silent Destiny has returned to Kes-Varn’s homeworld of Iridonia.

Caster, Kay, Zeva, and R4-J6 take the ship to the city of Wortan, looking for the long-lost Vainglory, last seen in Shiri Torr’s possession.

Meanwhile, Kes and Bella Nox take the speeder to the Capital Square market, to stop the Zann Consortium from selling Balin Nerr’s cargo to the odious Dagos Tull…

SESSION 27

You are not sure how much time you have (if any) before the Zann Consortium guys will arrive at Tull’s warehouse, and there is quite a lot of traffic between you and there.
There appears to be a construction zone ahead that’s slowing everything down.

Kes-Varn:
“Of course they have to do it during peak hours”

Bella:
“You can’t expect sense out of a municipal construction crew, now can you?”

Kes-Varn:
“Yes. Yes, I can.”
“I won’t ever be rewarded, but I can.”

GM:
The large transport speeder ahead of you is not moving very fast when it does get a turn to move

Bella:
smirks “I do so enjoy your optimism.”

Kes-Varn:
She tries very hard not to honk. “This is why Kay does the driving and I do the riding.”

Bella:
“We need an alternative plan, is what you’re saying? Before you get out and start pushing people out of the way? I mean, I wouldn’t mind watching that, but it probably wouldn’t actually speed us up.”

Kes-Varn:
“I’d get arrested for road rage.” She rolls her shoulders. “It’s happened.”

Bella:
laughs “Oh, that’s a story I want to hear.”

Kes-Varn:
“There was traffic. I got out of the car. I raged. I got arrested.” She looks wildly around for a way to get out of this slow hell for an alternative route. Even if it’s not 100% legal.

Bella:
“See a handy alley way? Abandoned warehouse? Parked speeder we could use as a ramp to jump over them all?”

Kes-Varn:
Kes laughs at the latter suggestion.

GM:
There IS a maintenance path down below you, but you’d either have to hit the force field hard enough to break through it (Forceful), or hit it at just the right angle (Careful). Or get around it some other way…

Kes-Varn:
(Forceful 1)

Bella:
“Slightly more seriously, an access panel for the signals and lights might be useful. I’m sure they wouldn’t mind if we poked around a little.” grins

GM:
Bella switches her datapad on and starts scanning for a signal as Kes pulls into the galactic equivalent of the breakdown lane.
(Roll it)

Bella:
(clever 2)

GM:
Bella is unable to slice the system remotely. There’s an access point about a hundred meters further along the road, though…
Kes is gonna have to make Some Kind of Roll to rejoin the “flow of traffic” though

Kes-Varn:
(Careful 3)

GM:
Kes urges the speeder slowly along the lane. The big transport comes within mere centimeters of clipping your side, but you remain unscathed
And are now close enough to the access point to attempt using it

Bella:
whistles “Nice job.” slides out to look at the access point

Kes-Varn:
Kes pretends the speeder is A Problem

GM:
Bella will still have to slice the system, but at least she won’t have to slice the dang wifi password

Bella:
(clever 1)

GM:
Bella cracks the encryption and lowers the force field, but it takes an embarrassingly long time for her

Kes-Varn:
“Hey! Did you fall asleep or something?”

Bella:
hisses

Kes-Varn:
Kes raises her arms defensively. “Okay, then. Sorry.”

Bella:
slips back inside and gestures at the lack of force field

GM:
You steer onto the maintenance road and finally start moving toward the Capital Square market.

Kes-Varn:
“Finally! Movement!”

GM:
You pull up at the front entrance to Dagos Tull’s warehouse.

Bella:
“Direct approach?”

Kes-Varn:
“I don’t know any other way.”

GM:
Open for business at all points of the light-to-dark spectrum
The entrance does not appear to be guarded, so there IS that.

Kes-Varn:
“Do you see any… I dunno, traps? Cameras? Do they see us coming?”

GM:
Looks clear.

Bella:
shrugs (clever 2)

Kes-Varn:
“All right.” She makes sure her weapons are accessible and makes her way out of the speeder, moving over to open the door for Bella.

Bella:
winks

Kes-Varn:
Clears her throat, motions for her to get out faster.

GM:
You see the unmistakable presence of Dagos Tull at the counter just inside the entrance, an Aqualish hood at his side. He’s talking to a young human woman who’s accompanied by a tough-looking older man, and a shifty-eyed Zabrak fellow.
“Be right with you,” Tull says as he sees you enter.

Kes-Varn:
Kes grunts her assent.

Bella:
stands behind Kes, trying to keep an eye on everyoneespecially the shifty-eyed zabrak fellow*

GM:
“Just sign here,” he tells the woman. “I got all kinds of buyers lined up for those plant fibers.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes stiffens a bit.

GM:
The woman signs the datapad. “It makes no difference to me,” she says, “as long as your payment goes through.”
“It’ll be instantaneous, Ms. Stryder. Same as always.”(he replies)

Bella:
raises her eyebrowswhispers to Kes* “Do we need to?” gestures towards the group at the desk

GM:
Stryder nods, checks the balance on her datapad. Nods again.
“Pleasure doin’ business with you,” Tull says. Stryder says nothing and saunters out, followed by her two “associates.”

Kes-Varn:
“Polite lady,” Kes grumbles, and steps up to the counter.

GM:
“Now, then. How may I help you?” Tull is all smiles as he turns to you.

Kes-Varn:
Kes offers a business-like smile. “We’ve got some questions about them plant fibers, ourselves.”

GM:
His smile falters for a fraction of a second. “Oh? Do you have friends in the armor business?”

Kes-Varn:
“Who doesn’t? Was wondering about the details. Where it comes from, and so on.”

GM:
“Is that so.” The falsehood of his smile becomes all the clearer. “Are you hidin’ some kind of Imperial credentials there, ma’am?”

Bella:
snorts “Imperial?”

Kes-Varn:
Kes begins to laugh. “Right, hail the Emperor or something. No, I just like knowing where my armor comes from. Because—” She wags the flap of her vest “— this does not do as advertised.”
(Clever 3)

Bella:
shakes head sadly in agreement

GM:
“Ohh.” That seems to put him a bit more at ease. This stuff comes from Nakadia – a fine Mid-Rim agricultural world."

Kes-Varn:
Kes blinks in surprise. “Naka— oh. I see.” She straightens, expression business-like again. “And how did you acquire it? You run your own operation or are you just the middleman for whoever shaves the trees?”

GM:
Tull slicks his greasy hair back. “Middleman is as accurate as anything. Those folks who just left bring me all sorts of valuable goods now an’ again.”
“I gotta lot of pies in a lotta ovens.”

Kes-Varn:
“Is the Lucky Queen one of your ovens?” Kes asks sharply.

GM:
“The what now? What is that, a ship?”

Kes-Varn:
“The ship those plant fibers came from, and we’re not happy. We’d like them back, please.” But her smile is quite sharp.
(Forceful 3)

Bella:
grins toothily at him in support

GM:
“Yeah, I bet you would. Even if that’s so, and even if you had some kinda claim on that cargo, it’s mine now. An’ I stand to make a profit on my investment.
He nudges his Aqualish companion, who’d tuned out of the conversation and now stands more upright.

Bella:
sucker-“punch” the Aqualish (Hidden Claws +2, total sneaky +3)

GM:
Bella suddenly lashes out at the Aqualish, raking her claws across his neck (Defense 1). He drops to the floor, bleeding out
Tull emits a high-pitched shriek as the blood sprays over his face

Kes-Varn:
Kes jumps and shoots Bella a ‘what the hell’ look, but draws her weapon and points it at Tull. “Let’s not do this the hard way, Mr. Tull.”

GM:
He glares daggers at her. “I have to concur.”
(additionally high pitched at the beginning of the statement)
He presses a button on the counter. “Kira, bring Lot 237 to the front, please? Thanks.”
“I’m gonna make sure you don’t live long enough to regret this.”

Kes-Varn:
Her smile’s cool. “Get in line.”

Bella:
“Perhaps you should make sure Ms Stryder doesn’t either, as she’s the one who brought the trouble, and left it for you to deal with.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes jerks a thumb at Bella in agreement

GM:
He just fumes at that, because she’s right.
Moments later, a big loader droid comes through the double doors that lead into the warehouse, bearing a large crate.

Kes-Varn:
“Our speeder’s outside,” she says sweetly.

GM:
(It is a damn good thing it’s just the two of you cos that is barely going to fit in the speeder)
The droid beeps acknowledgement and rolls outside
Someone will have to open the doors for him, though.

Kes-Varn:
Kes motions for Bella.

Bella:
opens doors with a smileit probably still has too many teeth*

Kes-Varn:
“I recommend vetting your product sources a little more thoroughly, Mr. Tull.”

GM:
“Lousy Zanies. Must’a left someone alive.”
“What’s this galaxy comin’ to, anyway…”

Kes-Varn:
“I know. People robbing your ship and then selling it on the black market.”

GM:
“Pleasure doin’ business with you,” Tull says again, meaning it even less this time.

Bella:
“You too, sweetie.” all the teeth show up for this grin

Kes-Varn:
“Likewise! Stay safe, Mr. Tull.” Strangely, it does sound like she means it.
She hops into her speeder.

Bella:
(run away! run away!)

GM:
As soon as she’s gone, Tull pushes the Other Button.

Kes-Varn:
“That’s gonna bite us in the ass.”
She glances at Bella. “Try not to shoot or claw people without my go-ahead, yeah?”

GM:
(Probably the best thing to do is to drive the cargo to the buyer Balin originally had lined up, Jaleer Kortu, who isn’t far from here)

Bella:
“You said we were in a hurry?”

Kes-Varn:
“Yeah, but it compromises my leaderliness.”

Bella:
“And the threatening wasn’t working on its own …” trails offsnickers* “leaderliness?”

Kes-Varn:
“Commanderhood.” She gives her a small smile. “Captaining.”

Bella:
“Oh, I like Captaining. Very … active.”

Kes-Varn:
“I like it too. So let me do it, yeah?”

Bella:
“Do I get a treat for good behavior?”

Kes-Varn:
Kes opens her mouth, then closes it, not sure which response is riskier.

Bella:
purrs “I’m gonna take that as a yes.”

Kes-Varn:
“It — would be inappropriate for me to play favorites.”

Bella:
eyes widenbursts out laughing* “I cannot believe you managed that with a straight face, I’m impressed.”

Kes-Varn:
She jumps in surprise at the laugh, almost steering off the route. “I— well, it’s true! Besides, I’m not sure what kind of treats you like anyway.”

Bella:
“Oh, I’m very imaginative. /Anything/ can be fun if you look at it right.”

GM:
As you turn onto the thoroughfare that’ll take you to Jaleer Kortu, the feeling that you’re being followed comes over you… because you’re being followed!

TO BE CONTINUED

https://youtu.be/q7qyfC_fMlI

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Session 26
In Which We Split the Party

GM:
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…

STAR WARS
Silent Destiny

Episode III
THE EYE OF OBLIVION

Having smashed Black Sun’s spy network, the crew of Silent Destiny have returned to work, delivering a bacta shipment to a medical facility on the Colonies world of Dexus-12.

When a massive explosion destroys that facility, the crew is detained by Imperial Lieutenant Jagen Straden, but he releases them when the JUSTICE ACTION NETWORK claims responsibility for the attack.

On their way back to Silent Destiny, Kes-Varn realizes that she has an urgent message from her brother-in-law, Balin Nerr…

SESSION 26
“Kes, it’s Balin. Balin Nerr. I could really use your help.”

GM:
“My ship got waylaid by pirates – Zann Consortium put ‘em up to it, I’m sure. I’m limping back to Iridonia now, but I’m hoping you can keep them from selling my cargo to that twerp Dagos Tull. Call me when you can.” *click

Kes-Varn:
Kes stares blankly at her comm unit for a long moment. “So. I should call back, huh.”

Kaylani:
“That is usually what people do who are, you know, people. You’re usually good at being people, Captain.”

Caster:
“Depends on how much begging is in that message. Don’t call back with at least three ‘pleases’.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes gives Caster a slow look, and promptly rolls her eyes and ignores him.

Kaylani:
“See! He’s illustrating the not-people logic so well for you, Captain. Don’t be a not-people.”

Kes-Varn:
“He’s family, and he clearly needs help.” She squares her shoulders, as if convincing herself. “Maybe the other stuff won’t come up.”

GM:
Bella: “Other stuff?”

Kaylani:
swallows a coughsounds kind of like she’s strangling*

Kes-Varn:
Kes frowns at Bella. “I— family’s always complicated.” She shoots a look at Caster. “Isn’t it?”

GM:
Bella: “Enough said.”

Caster:
“Is it?”

Kes-Varn:
“Never mind.” She adds, mumbling, “I forgot not all of us grew up spoiled.”

Caster:
“What you call ‘spoiled’, a large portion of the galaxy with overfull cred sticks calls ‘taste and class’”.

Kes-Varn:
“Nope. Only the spoiled people call themselves that.” She unseats herself from the speeder.

GM:
Zeva clambors out: “Dibs on the fresher.”

Caster:
“That’s my point, captain. Spoiled brats have money. Knowing how they work, and how they talk, is an asset.” he grins

Kes-Varn:
She’s already half forgotten about the conversation and just nods, making her way down the hall to the comm terminal. “Sure.”

GM:
Bella exits the speeder and walks around the back of the speeder, where she opens the tailgate and eases J16 down to the ground.
The loading ramp closes behind you

Caster:
finds a nearby wall to slump on “Iridonia was the one with the acid lakes, right?”

Kaylani:
whistles off-keyglances after the Captain*glances at J16 and Bella*glances in the direction Zeva went*is clearly very fidgety*sighs*glares at Caster*

GM:
J16 beeps in the affirmative.

Kes-Varn:
Kes seats herself at the comm terminal and takes several deep breaths before entering Balin’s number.

GM:
The unit gets through maybe half a ring before Balin picks up.
“Oh, thank the Force.”

Kes-Varn:
“I’m not sure if I should be grateful to hear that or not,” she says wryly. “Hi, Balin.”

GM:
“Been a long time, I know. Sorry to bother you, but you know I wouldn’t if it weren’t my arse on the line.”
J16 beeps something at Caster that sounds like a question.

Kes-Varn:
“I— no, it’s not a—” She shakes her head. “What’s this about the Zann Consortium? It’s not like you to get caught up with small-time stoopas.”

Caster:
blinks “I, uh, don’t speak binary. But I feel like the rest of the crew would be more happy with me if I just said, ‘no’ to whatever you just asked. So, yes, lets do it.”

GM:
Balin: “I know. When Dagos Tull heard about my charter, he offered me double what my buyer did. When I said no, well… I suppose he sent the Zanies to catch me at Nakadia.”

Kaylani:
snickers

Kes-Varn:
“That name’s not familiar. Who’s Dagos Tull?” She sounds out the name slowly.

Kaylani:
laughs out loud “Have fun with that one.”
“Answering yes to mysterious questions that you don’t understand. However did you survive past four?”

Caster:
“Lots of money.”

Kaylani:
“Don’t think that’s gonna help this time.”

Caster:
“Nah, I have you. You’d never let me do something life threateningly bad, right?”
“Something something that’s what friends are for?”

GM:
Balin: “A gray market merchant near Capital Square [on Iridonia]. Human.” There’s a bit o’ stink on that word.

Kaylani:
“Awww, sweetie. Did you hit your head on something? Do you need a bacta tank?”

GM:
J16’s beeps carry mirth.
Balin: “I’m told that some people use plant materials like my cargo to make armor-grade polymers. Pretty sure he was middling for somebody with that in mind.”

Caster:
“Not yet?” crosses his arms “I can handle myself— whatever J16 suggested can’t be head-smashingly-horrible.”
“Or if it is, I guess you’re investing in a bacta tank.”

Kaylani:
“No, just head-dissolvingly-horrible. And aren’t you the one who’s going to need it? Why should I get one.”

GM:
“I’m so close to paying my ship off; I can’t take a hit like this to my reputation.”

Kes-Varn:
“So he’s not familiar to you otherwise? Not someone you pissed off?”

Caster:
“Well, you offered earlier. And my head doesn’t fit in most vats of dissolving liquid. It is too inflated by my ego.”

GM:
Balin: “No. I thought it might have something to do with that man who came around asking about you… but I don’t think that’s it either.”
J16 bleeps a string of agreements with Caster’s diagnosis.

Kaylani:
“I wasn’t offering. I was reminding you of the facts of life most of us are taught by creche teachers. Who probably couldn’t get through your ego either though?”

Kes-Varn:
Kes sighs with relief. “That was gonna be my next question. At least it’s not that.” She rubs a horn thoughtfully. “Does your client know about this?”

GM:
Balin: “Not yet. I let him know about my engine trouble… just not why I’m having engine trouble.”

Kes-Varn:
She sits forward with alarm. “You’re not still stuck out there, are you?”

GM:
“Jaleer Kortu, the X’Ting. He was female last time you saw him.”

Caster:
“This is where I remind you of my very elite and private education. That was about as well rounded as a particularly squarish… uh, square.”
“See, never took a class on metaphors. Should have realized how useful that would be on the fringe.”

GM:
“I’ve got about point two lightspeed. I’ll make it home, just not any time soon.”
Zeva arrives in the mess hall. “Oh, do they offer metaphor classes? I could have used that too.”

Kaylani:
tilts head “I’m not sure I can come up with a good comeback to that one. Square peg in a round hole has always been a sad tragedy, not a happy tale for the younglings. We’re all ugly ducklings out here, after all. Not met a one yet who found their swans.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes grunts in affirmation. “How did this guy even find out about your cargo?” She doesn’t really care to know why Jaleer needs military-grade armor materials.

Kaylani:
blows Zeva a kiss “If I had the slightest clue how to teach one, I’d be delighted to help. Maybe J16 could figure it out?” grins down at the droid

GM:
Balin: “THAT I don’t know. I feel like he’s got spies. He’s got no shortage of sabaac buddies.”

Caster:
“Well. Guess I’ll just need to be the first, although ‘restoration of old wealth’ isn’t exactly one for the ‘do gooder’ youngling tales.”

Kaylani:
“Pretty sure that’s how half of them go, actually. Poor parents screwed up, kids had to fix things. Surprisingly truthful that, isn’t it?”

Caster:
“So I hear. But seriously, what did J16 say?”

Kes-Varn:
She rubs her face wearily. “Did he sound open to talking at all? After you refused his price, I mean.”

Kaylani:
“You could ask him to beep a little slower? I’ve heard people do that all the time, maybe it actually works?”

Caster:
“He’s right here.”

GM:
Balin: “I thought the matter was closed. But I remembered how, uh, persuasive you can be. And I’m sure you can get there before I will.”

Kaylani:
“Well then why are you asking me instead of him?”

GM:
J16’s head squeaks as it rotates back and forth between Caster and Kay.

Caster:
“Sorry, J. Also, I dub you J. Can you beep what you asked about earlier to Kay, but a little slower? She speaks binary, I, uh, am a little hopeless.”

Kes-Varn:
She manages a wry smile and raises her left fist. “Diplomacy.” She raises her right fist. “Persuasion.”

GM:
J16’s eye focuses on Caster and he beeps the string again, slower. It goes up at the end like a question, that’s for sure.

Kaylani:
“Aw. That was actually really nice, that’s no fun. You’re not supposed to be /nice/.” sighs “He asked if you did not like the acid planet? And then pointed out you’d just agreed to take an acid bath.” shrugs again

GM:
Zeva bursts out laughing.

Kaylani:
grins “And there’s the nicest sound I’ve heard in days. We should definitely give you binary lessons, pretty lady. J16 is a delight.”

GM:
“Thank you, Kes, you’re a lifesaver.” His relief is tangible even over the comm. “I’ll talk Lora into cooking the best meal you’ve ever had.”

Caster:
chuckles “It’d help me shed off all the extra weight you put on when you go from five meals a day to ‘maybe I’ll eat today’.”
“To be fair, I’m not a fan of nature features that can be described as ‘face-melting’.”

Kaylani:
“Seems like a fair concern when dealing with nature. Must admit I prefer some fancy lights and dance music myself.”

GM:
J16 beeps something quietly to himself.
Zeva: “Iridonia might have some of that. We didn’t get to look very hard last time.”

Caster:
“See? We do have something in common.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes’ smile falters briefly and she clears her throat. She considers asking how the family is, but she’s not sure she wants to know for sure that they’re doing well. “Assuming I make it back. Send me coordinates and I’ll see what I can see.”

Kaylani:
at Caster: “Horrifying, isn’t it?” at Zeva: “Oh, we should go looking next time, shouldn’t we?”

GM:
Balin: “Copy that. Transmitting now. Good luck.”

Caster:
“I think the captain might know a palce or two. We had drinks last time.” taps his nose “Don’t remember much of that night, but the morning after was an adventure.”

Kes-Varn:
“Get back safe, Balin.”

Kaylani:
“The morning after’s always an adventure.”

GM:
Zeva nods and sits next to Kay.

Kaylani:
drapes her arm over Zeva’s shoulder and sighs “Did I say hello today, pretty lady?”

GM:
Zeva: “Yes, but that was hours ago. Hello, Kay.”
Balin ends the transmission.

Kes-Varn:
Kes picks herself up from the chair and shuffles into the mess hall. She doesn’t really hear them and makes directly for the cocoa cabinets.

Caster:
“Oh, pleasant conversation then?”

Kaylani:
“Captain.” sighs “Oh, Captain, do you need the marshmallows too?”

GM:
The Captain’s arrival stops Zeva short of an actual PDA

Kes-Varn:
Kes nods. “Yes. Please. And then we’re going to these coordinates Balin sent, as fast as possible.”

Caster:
“… because he has a lot of money for us to pick up and is just the nicest guy?”

Kes-Varn:
“Because he’s my brother-in-law.”

Kaylani:
“Oh dear.” kisses Zeva very gently on the temple before standing up "I’ll get her warmed up then, and see how fast we can make “possible”."

Caster:
“See, when you say it that way, I suddenly want to float the opinion where we don’t fly to those coordinates as fast as possible.”

GM:
Zeva suppresses a quiver, but only barely

Kes-Varn:
“None of you have to come with me. I just need to get there.”

Caster:
“See, when you say it that way, I suddenly want to float the opinion of, ‘no, maybe don’t do that’.”

Kaylani:
“Don’t be ridiculous. ‘Course we’re coming. And not just as a taxi.” bumps her shoulder against Kes

Caster:
“Unless I inherit your ship. In which case, I plead the fifth.”

GM:
Bella, arriving in the mess: “Nothing here on Dexus-12 except the possibility that another BOMB could go off at any time.”

Kaylani:
“Or, you know, we could just lose him out an airlock on the way, so we’d be /his/ last taxi?” glares at Caster

Caster:
“You have beautiful eyes when you’re trying to use them to punch holes in my chest.”

Kaylani:
“Ew”

Kes-Varn:
Kes shakes her head. “Caster, go to your bunk.”

GM:
Bella laughs at Caster’s remark.

Caster:
pouts “I don’t have a bunk.”

Kaylani:
“Yes you do, just because you’re sharing with the speeder doesn’t mean it’s not /yours/.”

Caster:
“You’re not wrong.”
shakes his head “Fine, fine. Just make sure the captain doesn’t do anything silly.” heads over to his bunk, idly complaining about mattress stiffness

Kaylani:
rolls eyesmutters quietly*"and I’m supposed to do that how?"

GM:
Bella, to Kay: “I may be able to help with that.”

Kaylani:
Kay rolls her eyes again, ignoring Bella completely as she digs a small bag out of the back of a corner cabinet. “For you, Captain.” Throws one last frown in Bella’s direction before sliding off towards the cockpit.

Kes-Varn:
“Thanks, Kay.” She smiles weakly.

GM:
WIPE TO Silent Destiny arriving at Iridonia

Kaylani:
grumbles under her breath “Yay, time for acid baths and awkward family reunions?”

Caster:
“Still working under the ’here’s a giant bag of money’ theory.”

Kaylani:
waves a vaguely rude geseture in his direction

GM:
With no cargo to declare, your landing at the capital city spaceport is fairly breezy.
(To recap: Zann Consortium jerks are gonna try to sell Balin’s cargo to Dagos Tull.)
(Maybe you can get there in time to stop it, maybe you’ll have to Persuade Tull to give it back)
As you make ready with the speeder, Caster’s comm chimes.

Caster:
“… Weird.”
picks up comm

GM:
One of his contacts has sent him a message reporting that Vainglory has just been seen in the Iridonian city of Wortan, on the other side of the planet.

Caster:
eyes widen
you can see a full range of expressions play on his face. He goes from joy, to contemplation to disgust to anger to resignation

GM:
J16 beeps inquisitively.

Kaylani:
stares at Caster “What he said.”

Kes-Varn:
“Girl problems?”
She pauses. “Guy problems?”

Caster:
“Something like that.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes raises her hairless brows with mild interest. “This is new.”

Caster:
“Not really.”
“Ok, you’re a smart group of people: what’s the one thing that might make me propose something that will make everyone else here rather unhappy?”

GM:
“Money?” Zeva and Bella say together.

Kes-Varn:
“Ship.” She folds her arms. “Where?”

Caster:
“Ok, both those answers would get full credit, but the captain’s been with me longer.”

Kaylani:
“How, again? It’s like someone’s stalking you with your own ship.” blinks “That’s weird, right?”

Caster:
“It’s on this planet. Here. Wortan.”

Kes-Varn:
“That — that’s not far. Relatively speaking.” She rubs her temples. “Do you know if it’ll be there long? We can go after…”

Caster:
“It’s a ship. They don’t stay stationary.”

Kes-Varn:
“Observant.”

Kaylani:
“Kinda a good, point?”

GM:
You’re not sure if you’ve ever seen a droid roll his eyes before, but you have now.

Kes-Varn:
“But who’s got it? Do you know? Are they just visiting or is this a home base?”

GM:
(There’s a grainy picture attached)

Kaylani:
“How do they keep almost finding you but not quite? Or almost losing you but not at all? It’s suspicious. Should find out, right?” shrugs awkwardly

Caster:
“I’ve got a picture and a location. It’s enough to go on. This… it’s important to me.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes sighs. “I know, kid. I just don’t wanna send you in alone, but Balin—” She rubs her front horn.

GM:
J16 beeps willingness to accompany Caster.

Kaylani:
“That’s … probably a good idea, yeah? I mean, we just have to find your brother-in-law’s stuff? We probably won’t need … I mean.” is trying desperately not to say “what could go wrong” but is kinda thinking it

Caster:
“I set up the last job. I know how to keep out of sight. And besides, do you really want me around while you negotiate…. anything?”

Kes-Varn:
Kes opens her mouth, then closes it again.

Kaylani:
gasps “That was clever! He is learning. We gotta help him out now, right?”

GM:
Zeva: “I’ll go, too.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes blinks in surprise. The droid, she could guess. But Zeva? “With Caster? You?”

Caster:
mouth drops. Caster does not arrange his face in time to make this not awkward

Kaylani:
makes an odd little squeak “I could translate?” waves at J16glances worriedly back at the Captain*
“I could taxi them over and come back to pick you up? Or?” glares back and forth now/why are you ont staying together so I can just worry about you once instead of all of you EVERYWHERE*

GM:
Zeva: “I just don’t think he should go alone.” J16 blatts. “You know what I mean, J16.”

Caster:
“Oh.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes exhales slowly and nods. “You should all go find the Vainglory, if you can. I can handle a couple of petty criminals.”

Caster:
“Well, that clears up the translation problem.”

Kaylani:
“Not by yourself!”

GM:
Bella: “I’ll keep an eye on her.”

Kaylani:
scowls
sighs

Caster:
“Ok, Captain. I’ve got a lot of insults saved up, I plan on seeing you again to use them.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes beams at him. She reaches out as if to pull him into a hug — then thinks the better of it and holds out her hand for a shake instead.

Kaylani:
throws hands in the air “Yeah, I suppose this is the plan, isn’t it? Stay in one piece so I can pick you up, Captain.”

Caster:
shakes her hand

Kes-Varn:
“You get your ship back, kid. Maybe then I’ll call you ‘Captain’.”

Caster:
“No, that’d be weird. Lets never contemplate that again.”

Kes-Varn:
She laughs. He’s making her feel better, which is weird.

GM:
Zeva nods to the Captain. “May the Force be with you,” she says, leaving a slightly puzzled look on Bella’s face as she departs.

Kes-Varn:
Kes reaches out and ruffles Zeva’s hair as she goes. “And with you, I guess.”

GM:
Kes turns and heads toward the Capital Square market, reminding herself that I Said I Wouldn’t Cry (1 free invoke)
Thus divided,the heroes head toward an uncertain future.

TO BE CONTINUED

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