@Edgehawk, no worries, thanks for keeping me up to date.

Well you already have information for a fake/real flight plan, if you want to have taken the guards time away to check the computer for those pilots details no deception would be required, just a hard skulduggery with a setback as it was before. Alternatively you can try and bluff them with an average deception, but disadvantage may well mean he tries to match the details on the computer, which could quite easily rumble the ruse.

Yeah, really sorry to do it. On the plus side I can confirm the other two games aren't going anywhere. @P-47 Thunderbolt, no problem, just let me know if/when something take your interest.

On a slightly different note, if the player buys the mods that increase the loading capacity, does that remove the encumbrance of the missile itself? Eg. if the launcher can hold 5 missiles and the player has 5 missile on their person, would this be encumbrance 0 or 5?

Suited back up in the infamous white armour, Den shouldered the disruptor he had picked up on his previous mission. Nudging Hale with his elbow, Den grins under his helmet as he gestures to the gun. "Hey, going into this I bet you wish you had one of these, eh?"

Initative Roll: 2eA 1 success, 1 advantage

Hey guys I've been doing some thinking on this one, but after a lot of soul searching I think this is the right option. I am afraid that I am going to have to shelve this game for the foreseeable future. @Shlambate and @Edgehawk I am sorry to do this to you a second time in particular. With the lockdown and an increase in my workload because of it, I don't think I am going to have the time to run all of the games that I currently am. Unfortunately as this is the youngest game, it is going to have to be this one I have to cut. I honestly don't know if and when I will be able to bring it back, I would like to be able to, but I just don't know if that'll be possible. I'm really sorry to do this, and I want you guys to know I have had a lot of fun running the race for you. @rocketrobie2 and @P-47 Thunderbolt, you are both more than welcome to join the other two games I am running, you're both a lot of fun to play with and would be very welcome either as jedi or clone troopers in the other settings. I hope you all understand, and sorry again.

After a few minutes, the guard comes back to slump down into the chair in front of Zoroku and Silun. Tapping a few things onto a datapad he glances up at the pair. "Alright, you wanted to get new passes right? I'll need your details to sort that. Anything else you want while you've got me?" Across the spaceport, the twi'lek would shrug, generally uninterested by the whole thing. "The shuttle didn't have any cargo, it's a charter shuttle. You know, people can hire it out as a, sort of galactic taxi, I guess? Some old guy came in asking about hiring the shuttle for a trip to Cathar. Don't know why anyone would want to go there, what with the mandalorian attack and all. He pays no problem, but when they get to the shuttle he pulls a gun on Keis there! Smack him in the face with it and takes off in the shuttle". She shrugs again before continuing. "Not much more to say other than that. Look, is the insurance going pay out for this?"

With a pained grunt Vos slowly forces himself back to his feet. Reaching for his belt, he jams a stimpack into the slot built into his enviro-suit. Taking a breath he looks to the remaining clones. "This place, it's sick with the dark side. This structure is probably controlled by the force, I may be able to open it up. Limping towards the huge obsidian structure, Vos slowly reaches out a hand till it rests against the centre of the gigantic double doors. Closing his eyes, Vos concentrates, letting the force flow through him. The green veins that run through the structure pulse brightly for a moment before a dull 'thunk' can be heard from somewhere deep inside. Slowly, silently, the doors begin to swing outwards. Beyond them is a corridor tall enough and wide enough to move a small tank down with ease. The structure looked ancient, the walls lined with huge pillars and intricate carvings all along the walls. The carvings depicted a great many things, ranging from battles among ancient looking civilisations to strange and eldritch rulers sat upon broken thrones. The green veins ran all over the roof, walls and floor, and pulsed regularly as if they had a heartbeat. The main body of them seemed to be travelling down the main corridor, but there was offshoots as well. Here and there, openings would lead down narrow corridors or into small rooms. These rooms were similarly decorated, but dominating the centre of the rooms were large stone tables with holes cut through the centres, almost like a large plug hole. The green tendrils that made their way into these rooms invariably disappeared into these holes. Resting on many of the tables were simplistic stone blades, strained with a dark brown liquid. Vos shudders as he peers into one of the rooms before making his way further inside. It was almost pitch black with the exception of the green glow of the tendrils. "If there's any survivors of the kidnappings, they have to be in here somewhere. Looking to Gunslinger, Vos gestures ahead as he winces a little. "Sergeant, do you mind taking charge, I can still feel my injuries a bit".

@pyciloo, you're still up with your turn in the structure.

Ah awesome, thanks for the resource!

Does anyone know of a good dice roller that differentiates between positive and negative dice? I'm looking for a way to run a game via discord but I'm limited on my knowledge of the apps that it can have that will work well for the game.

@Stneu73, @Tramp Graphics, @satkaz, @awayputurwpn, @Vergence, @Shlambate, @SHADOWGUARD CHAMPION, @Matt Skywalker, @KungFuFerret, @Kymrel Master Vrook Lamars eyes would flick open to present him with the view of space. The inky blackness twinkled back at him as he sat cross legged in his quarters of the jedi patrol cruiser. The ship was the pride and joy of the engineers of the order, a masterful piece of craftsmanship, and had already been used to ferry jedi all across the galaxy. Vrook himself had made this journey himself many, many times. This journey was for those in the other room. He could hear them talking, on and off as he had meditated almost the entire journey. It had varied from excited chatter and nervous whispers. He did not appreciate it. Anyone who knew Vrook knew of his stern nature, though many may prefer to describe him as cantankerous, There was a rumor among some of the younger initiates that in his life, Vrook had never once smiled. No one seemed to be able to argue against this. With a sigh the old man would slowly clamber to his feet, feeling his age in his joints and bones as he did. The balding man was dressed in his trademark red robes with the blue shoulder pads. They were cut shorter than what most perceived as Jedi robes, or at leas the stereotype the public held. These looked more like a uniform than robes, and the style was popular with most Jedi these days. He would turn to walk slowly down the silver rounded corridor of the ship, pausing before the door that the noise of talk emanated form. He would step forwards, the door opening with a his as he is greeted with the sight of the initiatives. They had gathered in the dining galley as they usually did in the morning. It was one of the few times they would see the master as he went for food. He would usually take the time to pose rigorous tests for them, ranging from galactic politics to flora and fauna. 'Good morning' he would say in a gravelly voice before stepping into the room, the door sliding shut behind him. 'Today is the final day of your journey young ones. Soon, we will arrive at Illum and the crystal caves'. He would pause, his piercing gaze sweeping over each one of them. 'Today, you will become padwans in the Jedi order, if you pass. You have all trained hard, and the order believe you to be ready for this. But it is down to you to prove them right'.

Characters: @Shlambate, Zoroku, chiss Shien Expert: http://swsheets.com/c/ekhdksdnl-zoroku---kazz-o @Bellona, Armatta Tano'bi, human Armourer: http://swsheets.com/c/ijhc9wtlv-armatta-tano-bi @Edgehawk, A-Djana, cerean Sage/Niman Disciple: https://swsheets.com/c/id07bqnww-an-djana- @Mikeyfett7, Silun Tell, sullustan Ataru Striker/Starfighter Ace: https://swsheets.com/c/qkq95clyq-silun-tell (conflict 5) @Jedi Ronin, Krios Rella, lasat Padawan: https://swsheets.com/c/xeodidppb-krios-rella Destiny Points: Light: 4 Dark: 4 XP Earned: 95 Duty Chart: 27 Zoroku: 9, intelligence (27) Armatta: 9, research and development (18) A-Djana: 3, (9) Silun: 3, space superiority (6) Krios: 3, personnel (3)

@Edgehawk, @Shlambate, @satkaz, @Kymrel, @Matt Skywalker, @Sterf, @SHADOWGUARD CHAMPION and @Stneu73 A galaxy at war! Although the clone wars is only in its first year of conflict, countless lives and untold destruction has plagued the galaxy! To counter the endless droid forces of the sinister Count Dooku, the Republic is forced to produce more and more clone troopers to send to the battlefield. On the planet Kamino, Jedi master Shaak Ti casts a watchful eye over the new recruits of the Grand Republic Army. But clone troopers alone are not enough it seems. In these trying times, auxiliary units are called to action, training with clone troopers before being led into battle by the Jedi generals and commanders. One can only hope that this is enough to drag the galaxy back from the brink of destruction! Cyclone squad was one of the few squads to have been attached a non-clone specialist in an experiment to see how effective a tactic this is. Although their specialist had only been with them for a few days, the clones themselves had been together since their birth. Non one knew them better than each other, and that was a fact. They had been under the tutelage of an elderly Rodian called Krann Jcoc. It was said in his youth he was a celebrated hunter on his home planet before age finally caught up. Now he spent his time on Kamio, training squad after squad of cadets, with Cyclone squad being his latest endeavour. Like the rest of the troopers in the city, Cyclone squad were sound asleep for the moment within the pods set into the wall, though they were about to receive a very rude awakening. The door to the room that Cyclone squad shared with a few other squads would hiss open, pale light from the corridor spilling into the room. This would be accompanied by the light clink of a couple of small cylinders rolling into the room, coming to rest dead centre. All at one there would be a terrific bang followed by the hiss of gas filling the room from the cylinders. It would not take long for the noxious fumes to begin to seep into the sleeping pods as the rooms alarm system begins to blare, and the red emergency lights begin to flash to life. Within moments of this, the pods would begin to fly open as the confused and sleep deprived cadets leap from their beds, coughing heavily as they inhale the gas. There is utter pandemonium in the room as clones bump into each other, yelling to try and make head or tails of the chaos, looking for their armour and squad mates. Most would make a dash to leave the room through the open door to the corridor in an attempt to escape the gas rapidly reaching the ceiling of the room. Stood outside the room was the suspet who had begun all this madness. He was a true giant of a man, at least seven foot tall and built like a professional wrestler. The uniform that only just contained his bulk was that of a drill sergeant, and across his chest was a bandoleer of the canisters he had thrown into the room. In one hand was a genuine swagger stick and in the other a battered looking megaphone. Perhaps the most imposing thing about the man was his face though. His hair was cut short around his skull, except for his beard, which was fiery red and so big and bushy it looked as if a someone had stapled an animal to his chin. Above this were a set of eyes that burnt almost as brightly as his beard, flicking rapidly from side to side as he examines each clone upon their escape. His drill sergeant cap is pushed firmly over his head as he chews on a smouldering cigar, making a foul smell waft about the man. It is safe to say that the clones of Kamino had never seen a man quite like this. Still clenching the cigar in his teeth, he would raise the megaphone and at point blank range bellow into it with the equivalent decibel of a small space battle. 'Good morning children! I hope you are bright eyed and bushy tailed, because as of five minutes ago, it became morning, or at least it became morning for you sorry sacks of poodoo! Now line up against the wall, don't keep me waiting! Come on, quicker, quicker!' He would carry on bawling at the cadets until the last one was stood to attention against the wall opposite him. Meanwhile, a Republic Corvette was making its way through hyperspace, heading for the planet Kamino. It's cargo, a single Jedi Apprentice, on route to the planet as part of a new test the Republic carried out. Unlike the clones on the surface, the Padawan had a luxurious and uneventful journey in on the the more opulent cabins. There would be a light nock on the door to the cabin before it hisses open, revealing a clone trooper. 'Sorry to disturb you commander, but we have almost reached Kamino. We will be dropping out of hyperscape in a few minutes'. With that the door would slide shut, leaving the Padawan alone. They little had been disclosed of the purpose on Kamino, but it would not be long before the truth was known.

712th Assault Battalion Cyclone Squad: @Jedi Ronin, General Caieous, twi'lek general: https://swsheets.com/c/afrvcu26q-caieous (Conflict 3) @rocketrobie2, Commander Vinteer, chadra-fan ataru-striker/juyo beserker: https://swsheets.com/c/7wdfdb25d-vinteer- @Edgehawk, Sgt. CT-5472 'Gunslinger', clone Mercenary Soldier: http://swsheets.com/c/wsqrosfuw-ct-5472 @Shlambate, Pvt. CT-9182 'Slugger', clone Heavy: http://swsheets.com/c/rbzpj6dcw-ct-9182 @Xcapobl, Pvt. CT-4077, clone Medic: http://swsheets.com/c/div6tr48a-ct-4077 @pyciloo, Pvt. CT-8417 'Brick', clone Commando: https://swsheets.com/c/tyjygl41z-rc-8417--brick- @P-47 Thunderbolt, Pvt. CT-8275 'Driz', clone Sharpshooter: https://swsheets.com/c/woatbfxyo-ct-8275 Inactive/NPC's: @Von3679, Commander Akua Serendine, miralukan Juyo Beserker: https://swsheets.com/c/zbflk2ty7-akua-serendine- @fluglichkeiten, Commander Vos Hanlan, mirialan Ataru Striker: https://swsheets.com/c/6cqtoscmi-vos-hanlan 7/13 wounds @Petragor07, Pvt. CT-2777, clone Veteran: https://swsheets.com/c/61rg05did-ct-2777 Destiny Points: Light: 4 Dark: 2 Xp earnt: 45 Duty Chart: Slugger: 10, combat victory (2-12) Gunslinger: 2, camaraderie (0-2) CT-4077: 0, support (0) Brick: 0, personnel (0) Driz: 0, personnel (0 Armoury: Collection of military combat manuals on naval, mass and urban combat, a well as a manual on working behind enemy lines (add a boost on relevant checks, 1 encumbrance each, 4 encumbrance total). Engineer's Hammer (2 encumbrance, adds 2 boost to building or destructive checks, can be used to do melee damage with +3 damage, critical of 5, cumbersome 3, disorient 1 and knockdown). Missile Tube and 6 missiles (20 damage, critical 2, extreme range, 7 encumbrance, 4 hard points, blast `10, cumbersome 3, guided 3, breach 1, prepare 1, limited ammo 6). Riot shield (6 critical, 5 encumbrance, cumbersome 3, defensive 2, deflection 2, disorient 1, has mag-lock to allow range heavy weapons to be used with it, but adds a setback dice to checks with both items) and stun baton (melee damage with +2 damage, critical 6, encumbrance 2, hard points 2, disorient 2 and stun damage). 1,000 credits worth of parts that can be used to upgrade weapons and/or armour.