Oh a Lambda, I could use a Lambda, how Military are we talking? Causal Pleasure Cruiser or Inquisitorial Jedi Hunter?

"That's one vote for the Lambda."

You found one, an old GAT-12H Skipray Blastboat modified to take less cargo an more passengers, but for 120,000 credits it can be yours...

"Thank you, Naught, and I'm sorry for pushing so hard, it's just something about you that makes me feel all... tingly" WW-413 explains and then looks at the other human "I'm sorry if I offended you but I don't have much experience with people that aren't Imperial Military, I am still learning how to work with people."

We do have a Lambda but Negotiation at 2 purple

"Well then, I guess I need to invite you into my home, in the middle of the jungle, anyone interested in a lambda ride?" WW-413 offers, "I've asked you three times now, and my interest has just gotten higher, please tell me Gand, what is your name?"

Alright folks state your emotion Mine is love, directed at the Gand, though it feels as if it is his first time feeling it.

"You missed the party, I'll catch you up to speed..." and WW-413 goes an explains the situation.

"I stole a Lambda class shuttle, if anyone wants it," WW-413 reports, "and you still haven't told me your name."

Heads up, your character sheet lists you as an Aqualish (Aquala). Gotal isn't listed on the species options. Just type it in.

"I brought you here for a business opportunity," the holo-screen on the table flickers to life as a Zabrak woman appears on it, she is dressed in a silver hood garment that conceals her face and appears to be somewhat distracted. "I know what you all are, underneath all that armor and skin, and don't worry about the guards, I removed their tongues personally. What I offer is service and training in your special abilities and protection from the Empire, to get this, however, you have to prove your worth. Get me off this godsforsaken planet I'm babysitting and find someone to replace me and then we'll talk," she sends you coordinates to the planet of Ribaxa, in the Mid Rim via the bodyguards handing out circular datapads and then ending the transmission when human kids burst into the picture.

With that you notice that the rooms behind your position are clearing (Success) the lighting in the outer rooms has also significantly darkened (2 threat) and that the bodyguards that have been assigned to you are not employees of the bar. (Triumph) I assume 'clearing' means the patrons of the tavern are leaving, and the outer room refers to the room with the projector? No that is the main room not your booth. Sorry, can you rephrase? I guess I'm not following. Alright so most of the patrons of the bar are leaving, the lights in the main drinking hall are dimming and your silent bodyguards are not employed by the bar.

Why did you make the check?

With that you notice that the rooms behind your position are clearing (Success) the lighting in the outer rooms has also significantly darkened (2 threat) and that the bodyguards that have been assigned to you are not employees of the bar. (Triumph) I assume 'clearing' means the patrons of the tavern are leaving, and the outer room refers to the room with the projector? No that is the main room not your booth.

"I won't go causing any trouble for you, unless you want me to. I, probably like all of you, am on the run from the Empire and this system, however dangerous, is remote enough to remain inconspicuous. You still haven't told me your name miss, and I feel inclined to keep persisting, in fact why don't we all introduce our selves to each other. I am WW-413, at your service." He calmly and quietly introduces himself, interest still piqued on that pretty looking Gand.

Go for it man. Thank you. Your welcome.

"Well then, this booth is getting crowded, from the limited information I got I thought we were gonna have a small group of like minded individuals, not this mess of people," WW-413 thinks aloud as he looks around the room. Upon spotting the Gand, he feels an attraction he has never felt before, something that gave him butterflies in his stomach and it was just as alien as the Gand he was staring at, he sat himself next to her out of compulsion, "So, uhh, what's your name?" he struggles to get out.

Underworld of 2 purple for the basics.

Go for it man. We still have your lightsaber to discuss.

MLP legion of

"First off, I ain't short, ugly and got wings, secondly I'm on the run from some Inquisitors, just for being Sensitive to some energy field, crazy right?

WW-413 will approach with his weapon (a E-11 Blaster Sniper rifle that has been heavily modified) drawn but loosely carried his white Scout trooper muddied from the surrounding swamps but still sticking out like a sore thumb. He has his helmet in his other hand, leaving his highly tanned skin open for all to see, other than this, he was highly unremarkable but the only Imperial looking folk around on the planet. "What in all the Hells am I doing here, if someone knows about my bounty, I'm screwed" He thinks to himself as he takes a seat. "I assume you are all here for the same thing?" he asks those already in the booth.

With that you notice that the rooms behind your position are clearing (Success) the lighting in the outer rooms has also significantly darkened (2 threat) and that the bodyguards that have been assigned to you are not employees of the bar. (Triumph)

That's Vigilance and 3 Purple Difficulty

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