Game Background Here

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Just a heads up.. I will be posting the past events of the game in this thread and there will be a seperate thread for the game itself.

I am open to new players should some decide to join, this current game is taking palce in the "Rise of the Empire" era but I expect to be running some in the later eras as well.

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[shadow=orange,left,300]After the defeat of Dooku the Sepretists looked like they were done.. their armies were being easily put down by the clone armies of the Republic. Chancellor Palpatine was close to giving back the emergancy powers he was given. The Galaxy was going to return to the way it had always been...

Then a new warlord of an unknown race rose to lead the Sepretists against the Republic once again.. and this time it was the Republic that was routed. The Warlord's battledroids were fighting intelligently, and in some cases deceptively. Even going so far as would would equate to suicide attacks. During this time the Chancellor addressed the Republic's dignitaries.. He told them that for the good of the Republic he had to keep the powers he was given and expand upon them.. "For the duration of the crisis..."

He called for the building of a military acadamy to train warriors so that the Republic wouldn't have to rely on Kimino for Clones. The clones were just not proving suffiicient against these new droids..

The more pacifistic of the senators, imparticular Senetor Padme Amidala opposed this with "The Jedi are capable leaders they will find a way.. "

The Chancellor looked at her.. He told her that she obviously hadn't been watching the Holonet.. It was reported that in several of the major battles there had seemingly been Jedi leading the attack.. AGAINST the Republic.

She took it upon herself to find out where the Droids were getting their improvements from.. this led her to the "Undercity" of Courscant. She and her retinue of loyal bodyguards along with a platinum coloured protocol droid decended down there and none have returned after 3 weeks.

The Jedi are in a quandry.. Someone or something is hunting them... There have been disappearances, slayings.. Most notably Master Windu.. and other odd events..

Anakin Skywalker has fallen to the Dark Side.. he has faded in the force and now only a black spot resides where he was in it... but did Obi Wan's apprentice survive his "accident" (At the moment Anakin's transformation is hidden from the Jedi.. )

Obi Wan has gone into hiding taking Senator Amidala's Son Luke with him.. and Bail Organa is raising her Daughter Leia as his own child.

A Jedi expedition force has been wiped out out by Belkedan.. from which there has been reports of odd celestial phenomena of geological form..

Many of the Jedi who were "leading the Battle Droids" were Jedi who had gone missing.. but none beleive this and claim it to be a Jedi lie.. As no one could understand how anyone could best a jedi
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Planet: Robrinwui

A team of Jedi had come to the planet in hopes of dealing with the "Red Pulsars" who are widely beleived to be a strong arm off shoot of the "Black Sun" criminal cartel. Little did the Jedi suspect that the enemy had been tipped off.. and prepared a little surprise for the Jedi...

During the fighting a pair of Scouts with the Galaxy Safaris company got seperated from their damaged ship. Unable to get back to it they have sought out a hiding place...

A pair of Soldiers, one human, the other Kel Dor stumble out of a tap cafe and look around at the numbers of forces arrayed against an unknown foe.. acknowledging there is no profit here they decide to sit this one out and look for a place to lay low..

The Padawan Jedi get seperated from their masters and are seeking refuge until they can reunite with their masters and figure out what to do next..

These three factions encounter a very large, very deserted hanger.. neither initially knows of the other's presance..

The Hanger's rusted doors resist attempts to open them.. it's thick duracrete walls stand at least 40 meters high.. though it's reasonable to beleive that the roof is open to the sky.. along the base of the wall in a shaded ally is a damaged ventilation shaft that would allow access to all but the biggest of creatures..

Looking at the inside of the hanger it is very large, it's once decorative walls now covered with lichen and other assorted things.. most of the dim glow panels don't operate. Considering the smell.. you don't know if the floor is actually the floor.. or not..

Elsewhere, (off camera) A Jedi Master comes face to face with a fallen friend.. now more machine than man.. the hum of lightsabers fills the area and when all is done the Jedi Master has failed..

And then another.. and another.. and yet another..

Vader looks around.. curious..

"I still sense the Force.. I will find the source.. they will turn or they will die."

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The two scouts look at each other for a weary moment.. "I'm going to go check out that noise" Morgan said to his Rodian partner Greeloo. "It could be bad if we get caught here unawares." He swung his E-11 blaster rifle forward on it's shoulder strap.. "Got any hunches about this?" He asked Greeloo with a hopeful face. The Rodian merely shrugged "Nothing at the moment" He replied in his native Rodese. Morgan felt his stomach sink a bit.. "Why is it that it never happens at the critical times.." He rolled his eyes and turned toward the rusted door across the hanger.

He began walking and then turned to whisper to Greeloo.. "Keep yourself ready.. there could be anything beyond that door.. " and then he began again moving with a deliberate caution toward the door. Greeloo had taken an interest in the Freighter sitting on the landing platform. He walked under it's formerly silver coloured body.. It had seen a lot of combat.. pirates most likely.. not surprising for this lawless world. He thought back to all the stories he had heard of pirates when he was young. He shook his head and began seeking out the ramp control panel. He eventually found it near a rather nasty laser burn. The access hatch slid open allowing him access to the controls. Or rather the patch job that served as the controls.

He looked at the mess and groaned silently to himself, not wanting others to hear.. The patch job was so random and haphazard that he couldn't begin to tell if the controls opened the ramp or made coffine. Who ever did this was either a genius or a mad man, probably both. He would have to take a long time to get that to work the way he knew it should.. or at least to get it to looking as he knew it should.

Meanwhile the Jedi are huddled behind a series of crates in a side room of the hanger, The storage containers are almost high enough to hide a full grown Wookiee. The female Jedi Deira steps in to take charge in the aftermath of their master's loss. She looks to her allies and begins to signal for them to remove their robes for the sake of not making themselves targets.. "Luuke, for the sake of the Force we need to look inconspicous, your appearance is screaming 'I am a Jedi please kill me'" . Kiiayshkk the Wookiee of the trio had already lost his during the firefight earlier. Deira took it to be a good idea to lean forward to check out the surroundings.. She notices a shadow hovering around outside the door.. which is about to give way to gravity. The shadow does give her the impression of someone who is armed.. She whispers back to her friends "Let me do the talking boys, we want to avoid conflict, not enrage it."

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Deira studies the posture of the being beyond the door.. it is the posture of a someone who has a weapon drawn and is searching for something, or someone. Her hand sinks to her belt and slides her blaster pistol from it's holster with as much stealth as possible. She turns to Luuke and Kiiayshkk, "Wait here.. I'm going to go and see about what that being is about."

She steps to a corner of the Storage crates, and takes up a crouching position so as to have cover and levels her blaster at the door. For the briefest of moments the cloud of the darkside had fallen on her as a tear streamed down her cheek. But she refused to give in.. She watches the figure through the open areas of the door. Her thumb switches over her blaster over to stun. Another idea comes to her. Deira places her pistol back at her waist after setting to stun, but her fingers lingering more inches above it. Remaining hidden for cover, and moving slightly away from her comrades. "Hold there friend," she speaks softly and gently, breaking the silence. "We may be able to aid each other." After speaking again, she moves a little more and hides again, waiting for a response.

At just that moment, a loud reverberating clang can be heard as the door falls to the ground. "BLAST" Morgan curses as he makes a mad leap for the cover of some packing crates, as he lands with a degree of grace and comes up from a tucked-in roll blaster trained on the now open door way.. "Who's out there?" He calls..

His inquiry is met by a woman's voice "Travelers like you," states a voice behind some other crates. Morgan aimed his blaster in the direction of the woman's voice. "Show yourselves." He called.. an edge of tension in his voice. Almost as an after thought he added "Nice and slow." The woman begins to advance from her cover, and in doing so prompts Morgan "then you do the same,"

Morgan takes a brief look around wondering where the hell Greeloo is, as he casts a annoyed look over his shoulder to where the Rodian is busy poking at the Jury Rigging of the ramp controls, completely absorbed.

Morgan hisses trying to distract his ally from fiddling around with the ship long enough to deal with the issues at hand but no luck.. The Rodian is mesmerized.

While he is looking another way Deira motions for her Wookiee companion to remain hidden and for Luuke to accompany her out into plain sight. They step out from cover, her weapon holstered and his lightsaber hidden behind his back in his belt. She takes a few steps away from the crate she was hiding behind but not so far that they can't be reached in a dive for cover. "Greetings," calls the slender human.
Morgan mutters under his breath.. "Greeloo you bastard......!" He stands slowly, cautiously "Fine. Here I come." He calls out loudly in yet a final attempt to attract his friend's attention. He levels his blaster until it is at his hip, He nods to the Jedi.

"It seems we have a bit of a situation, eh?" She calls to him. She keeps her posture very passive and relaxed. "Yep." Comes his reply.. "Perhaps a few introductions may be in order," She says in a friendly tone. She nods to the figure. "My name is Deira" gesturing to Luuke, "and this is one of my counterparts, Luuke" He seemed to consider this and replied "Mogan." She smiles broadly, "Well there's a start" Morgan feeling somewhat indignant to the intrusion decides to try another track.. "Yeah. Let's try another- what are you doing here?" She considers that for it's worth and to his surprise remains unflustered. "I imagine the same as you, trying you avoid the severe crap going on up there." He looks around suspiciously. "Maybe." He lowers the blaster, but still holds on to it, and moves a little more out into the open. She eyed him suspiciously "But that all depends on who you work for." Above the crates from which the Jedi were gaining cover, a pair of hairy hands can be seen from above the top of one of the piles.. The palms of those hands turned outward so as for it to be understood that no weapons were held..