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Thread: Little Red and the Wolf (1x1 w/ Mr.Aznable)

He averted his gaze and rubbed the back of his neck, laughing it off. Say.. your brother.. he lives on the other side of the woods, doesn't he? He asked.
Thread: Little Red and the Wolf (1x1 w/ Mr.Aznable)

Aye, he does I was planning on leaving before nightfall don't want any beasties having their way with me She said.
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He made a noise, suddenly a bit stern. Just be careful.. there's a wolf around here.. bigger and meaner than any others..
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Oh yeah? Well, you could come with me and scare him off. She smiled, I wouldn't mind.
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He laughed a bit. I think it would be better if you stayed here and left tomorrow.. he said.
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But I have to be there tomorrow and it takes a good bit crossing the woods. She said, I'll be fine. Here, she gave him a roll and a slice of meat with a cheese wedge, Worry on a full stomach instead of an empty one. She told him gently before waving and heading off.
Thread: Little Red and the Wolf (1x1 w/ Mr.Aznable)

He smiles a bit and eats before he returns to his watch post.
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Aileen grabbed enough food for her and her brother and headed out just as the sun began to set. She pulled her hood up and hurried along quickly, not wanting anything knowing of her trespass in the woods.
Thread: Little Red and the Wolf (1x1 w/ Mr.Aznable)

Ludwig was groaning softly, starting to feel the effects of the moonlight upon him. He quickly stalked through the woods, moving quickly to try and hide before his transformation.
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As it grew darker, Aileen grew more nervous. She shouldn't have wasted so much time, she would be there by now if she had left this morning. Every noise made her jumpy and she looked this way and that whenever she heard a twig snap or the bushes rustle.
Thread: Little Red and the Wolf (1x1 w/ Mr.Aznable)

There was a cabin up ahead. There were lights on, and smoke coming from the chimney.
Thread: Little Red and the Wolf (1x1 w/ Mr.Aznable)

What the? Where did this come from? She muttered, but decided that ignoring the convience would more than likely cost her her life, so she headed to the door and knocked, Hello? Excuse me, I'm very sorry, but may I take shelter here for the night? She called.
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The door slowly opened and Ludwig peered out. Aileen? He asked, voice a little off. But, with her nerves the way they were, she didn't take much notice at first.
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She looked relieved to see a familiar face, Ludwig, thank God. Can I come in? You were right, I should have waited, but I don't want to risk walking back.
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He made a noise. Are y- he stopped. Suddenly, he felt fine. Would he not change tonight? Maybe not. He smiled. Sure, come on in..! He said, moving to open the door wider.
Thread: Little Red and the Wolf (1x1 w/ Mr.Aznable)

She smiled more and trotted in, dropping her hood, Oh, thank you. God, you wouldn't believe how creepy these woods are at night. Or maybe you would, why do you have a cabin out here, don't you own property in town?
Thread: Little Red and the Wolf (1x1 w/ Mr.Aznable)

Ah, I love the weather out here. I own this place just to have a little change of scenery..! He said.
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Oh, I see.. She muttered, nodding, It's very comfortable.. She added, moving to the fire.
Thread: [Star Wars] Privateer

19 ABY, Lantillies The area is bustling with life. Almost like in the core words, people from all kinds of races found their jobs and living in the area. Not surprising, the system was a main focus point for the Republic, then the Empire. Fought over by Imperials and the Rebels. It not only hosted numerous bases but all kinds of facilities. From the biggest shipyards to enough people to fill big ships with competent people if needed. Presently it is a stronghold of the New Republic. The planet Lantillies is located in the Lantillies system, a star system in the Lantillian sector of the Mid Rim. The capital of the Lantillian sector, Lantillies fell within the boundaries of the region of space commonly known as the Kashyyyk Region. A bustling city-world, Lantillies is a major player in shipping and shipbuilding industries, as it is located along the Perlemian Trade Route and sit at the end of the Randon Run hyperlane that links Lantillies with Randon, the capital of the nearby Mytaranor sector. The region of space around Lantillies have an average population of 10 to 100 billion sentients per inhabited planet... Lantillians, as Lantillies' inhabitants is known, are primarily Human, though they are well-known for their disinterest in flashiness or elegance in starship design, as they place a priority on reliability. Lantillians are also rather open-minded about alien species, freely admitting them into their companies and guilds without prejudice. The Galactic Civil War is at its height, the Caamas Document Crisis and the supposed return of Admiral Thrawn ... Still, there is whispers of peace talks, and a threaty is on its way...
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Vella Kain Image Vella knew she was short on credits recently, only 300 remaining meant she had to downsize her lodgings and even than would only have five days including food remaining and while getting free things was easy it never hurt to be prepared with ones own money. Dressed in low cut top laced up to highlight her breasts she was otherwise fairly modest in how she presented herself, her blaster clearly displayed in case anyone had any thoughts on troubling her and a confidence in her walk that indicated some skill. She had already reached out with the force to note of any like her were relatively nearby - while she routinely masked her own presence she was aware that there were untrained people out there that simply couldn't hid themselves from her skill, and even with that limitation she didn't want to meet them, Dela's instruction to remain hidden had worked for her and while her ambitions might eventually have her see about training others in turn she was simple not ready yet. All of this had brought her to Grey's Anatomy news from off world would be plentiful, anyone new to the planet needing work done might be here - hooking up some mercenaries with off world work would have a decent finders fee at little risk, and if everything else failed she could simple make some easy money gambling, the friday poker game might be interesting depending on stakes - harder to win than dice, but not overly if was willing to simple cheat lightly. With the aim in place she made her way around the room chatting to anyone who looked interesting and might be game for some dice where they could discuss matters, it was a simple matter to seperate people from there money when you could manipulate the result of any dice roll with the force - but she used this sparingly, playing fair paying for info that was sensitive and than making the money back as needed, she was well acquainted with simple focusing on small items to make them match her needs. Actions Use the force take 10 20 - detect any force sensitive people nearby so she can avoid them it gets her an understanding to 100km so she would have done this from home. Use the force take 10 20 - to confirm if any of her actions will have negative consequences in the immediate, she doesn't want a bar brawl or to be accused of cheating. Gather Information take 10 20 - to gather info on off world activities and if anyone wants to hire locals for anything, and what the stakes of the friday poker game would be. Persuasion take 10 20 - to get people to join her in a dice game initially and have others join when any leave might mean increasing their attitude, or getting cheaper info. If needed Use the force take 10 20 - to move light objects as needed to make easy money from gambling and pay for the info, and to make she she is breaking even.
Thread: [Star Wars] Privateer

Bysk Ka'an See more Bysk glanced around as he walked into the bar warily. The trandoshan male stood out in general, and though many would consider a place like this much more comfortable for his kind, Bysk just felt even more alienated. While there were very few species other than humans here, Bysk had always found himself in the minority as a trandoshan. At the very least, he had been raised by a human, it didn't matter much what the demographic of any place was to him. He got eyes from gazes to glares of all species anyways. Sure he could hide when need be, but the trandoshan was far from 'stealthy'. On top of that, Bysk really didn't fit the bill of intimidation that his kind brought, and the wary or despising looks he received because of it he couldn't even back up like most others like him. The alien was rather gentle in actuality, as repairs often required a gentle touch, along with the sometimes powerful strength his anatomy DID hold. Most would assume him to be a mercenary or bounty hunter, but the kits and equipment he held were truly just tools. In all fairness, however, the reason Bysk was here in this Grey's Anatomy bar was to get a gun without exactly going through beaurocratic means. While Bysk was, in general, kind and peaceful, he'd stand up for himself in self defense without much hesitation. He didn't want to have to wait in an unfamiliar place to be able to. Growing up in the outer rim didn't teach the trandoshan to have any sort of high standard of respect for laws and regulations. He had his morals, that's what he followed. Bysk had made with a number he found on a holoboard that promised him to fix all of his licensing needs. Though nothing distinctly illegal was claimed on the low-level advertisement, itvwas quite clear that to acquire this kind of thing would be done, at the very least, underhandedly. He was to meet here for further details, though Bysk hoped this wouldn't take long. He doubted the bartenders would be too happy to have people loitering around in his business, and being a large trandoshan, the only of his kind, he doubted her could stay low from the owner's attention. With a measly 250 credits left after buying a flightsuit and security kit for his work, Bysk didn't want to have to buy something here unless he really needed to. Actions Perception roll 19322 Searching for Daesha'vida, trying to discern who she is likely to be among the crowd of aliens, as the woman is still a stranger to him. Also checking the crowd in general along with his search for those with their eyes on him and for anyone standing out as well, as they could be Daesha.
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Daesha'vida See more For the most part, as she relaxed at her table, a hand that was deceptively slim and delicate would reach down, lifting the cup of tea to her lips, dark green lips against the grey cup. It was pleasing to the palate, though she was unsure of the practicality of making this a common part of her meals. On the one hand, several human cultures thought there was something symbolic about tea, the offering, the preparation and the consumption. On the other hand, she did like some of the wines a good bit more. Still, as she looked over the crowd, an eye almost lazily flicking over everything, as a hand played over the computer she always had on her, she wondered what she would be able to find out about this little place? What secrets would she uncover.... and why exactly, did her clan think this was a place ripe for expansion? She would have to look into things. Still, there was likely business to conduct. Her current supply of funds was.... not particularly extensive, even if she was going to be relying on trading in favors and deals, bargaining rather then simply making the arrangements. Still, the thing about favors, when one considers them, is that they can be used for so much more then most expect, to create chains more enduring then any mere physical construct. After all, even as a smile passes over her lips, debts are a useful thing... so long as you were not the one owing them. Actions Perception to scan the crowd, see anything not quite in plain sight that may be interesting, particularly the uncomfortable or desperate 1d208 21 Gather Information to listen to the current rumors and news Taking ten 26 Knowledge Galactic Lore to see if she has heard anything about the planet of late Taking 10 20
Thread: [Star Wars] Privateer

Vella Kain The Caamas Document Crisis was perhaps a means to end the republic and it was unlikely that star systems would bend knee to the remnant of the empire after being freed, so she pushed gently on that topic whether there would be live discussion by meaningful people on it and the handling - turning the members of the republic against the idea of the republic would be good - but a galactic war seemed a poor trade off for that, if she was to get involved she wanted to do it from a safe position and ideally without to much blood needing to be shed. Tristian held her attention almost because he held her attention few people really did for long - one could not get overly attached or interested in others lives in her view, still she flirted lightly with him and occassionally offered a mischievous smile to her competition on his attention also when they caught her eye - so a man of wealth and taste, what does bring you here she asked with a smile, there may be more than a thousand credits available in playing him right - and without unneeded foot work, still is all else failed tonight she could see herself doing the info-gathering work if needed those credits would cover her expances for a while until she setup a larger score. Her eyes flitted to the Trandoshan with a smile - commonly mercenaries for hire and often good at it she had worked with some before enough to actually learn their language in fact for spotting betrayals - she waved to him to come over calling in Dosh friend, care to join, the game is friendly enough and you look like you might have a story or two she smiled at him.
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Bysk's head peeked up at the language of Dosh, words of his own kind but clearly not from the throat of a trandoshan. Humans would always have an accent in speaking the language, just like despite being raised learning basic, he would still have an accent with it due to the anatomy of his throat. Of course it was much less than that of a regular t'doshok, as his kind was called in Dosh. It was a little funny how it was a secondary language to the large alien, but thanks to his father Bysk knew it fluently nonetheless. Friend? Oh, well, I'm not one for gambling typically, but perhaps a few games. Bysk spoke back in Dosh, trying to seem the best he could that he was a generic, deadly killer. Why would he assume this woman wanted something else in calling a trandoshan over? Of course his words weren't the most uncaring or malicious he could have made theme, but perhaps this woman old either chalk it up to his young age, or that he had respect for her waking Dosh. Or...maybe this was Daesha'vida? He had stated that he would stand out in a crowd over their communication to meet up for his blaster pistol and license. Even if she wasn't the contact, at least interacting with her and this group would mean he wasn't loitering. Actions Deception 1d20 roll 14 115 Trying to convincingly portray himself as a mercenary trandoshan and typical heartless killer, which yes he has ironically tried to train himself to do in the mirror back home.
Thread: [Star Wars] Privateer

As she nursed her tea, and roamed over the available data, she would activate the comlink that fit into her ear, something discreet and easy to hide. Still, she would direct it to the trandoshan that entered, one Bysk Ka'an by the information she had available to her. Still, it would partially depend on if the reptile had his comlink on him, even as she would have her fingers dance over the keys, looking to narrow down her search to Pirate and Empire activity. Those generally tended to be the more... annoying and profitable groups to work with. Would you care to join me in my booth? From there, she would give some directions, even as she seemed to think things over. After a half moment, she would speak again, all in Basic. Of course, I would hardly mind if a young male such as yourself did not at least attempt to gain some funds in the traditional manner of such establishments. There was something amused in her tones, which would sound oddly refined, coming through the comlink. Of course, if he did not receive it, she would merely continue to watch and observe, taking note of the various interactions.
Thread: [Star Wars] Privateer

Bysk felt his pocket buzz and he paused as he sat down beside Vella. Not knowing who the others where, or really her for that matter, he decided to keep the conversation in Dosh to not have to talk with the easy-on-the-eyes human or his constituents. I probably need to take this. I'm expecting somebody. Bysk told the redhead beside him who was much more attractive to Bysk than the man across the table, but then again Bysk was into females and not really men. Hello? Who iss this? The trandoshan asked quietly into his commlink, it strapping around his neck with almost a cute juxtaposition of a collar around his bulky frame. He suspected it was Daesha, which meant the woman beside him was not. Maybe the redhead was a contact meant to feel our Bysk before Daesha would meet him?
Thread: [Star Wars] Privateer

See more Female Zabrack Scout Wilderness Guide and Mechanic HP 4444, Condition Normal Defenses Fort 18, Reflex 19, Will 16 Destiny Points 4 Force Points 7 The green girl swung the door open and strode boldly into Gray's Anatomy. High heeled boots tapped on the tile. The knee high boots were glossy black, zipped up one side. The gloss made the duraplast striking surfaces on toes, shins, and knees fairly subtle. Boots gave way to tight, toned legs of silky green flesh. Tight hot pants hugged flared hips. A utility belt rested sideways on her fertile hips. Shorts gave way to a snug black leather corset that held full green breasts high and proud, pushing up a generous expanse of cleavage above the neckline. The green girl had a dark rose hair that fell straight and silky to the small of her back. Bellow it, a crown of small black horns adorned her brow. The tall girls arms were toned and supple, just thick enough to hint at that muscle could chord there if she flexed--just a bit. She wore finger less gloves that matched her corset and boots, complete with the subtle striking surfaces, and a wrist com. A duffel bag slung over one shoulder. Beneath it was a rifle case containing a sporting blaster--the kind any civilian might take hunting, or any country girl might use to drive small predators away from her ranch. The redhead's eyes widened a bit as she took in the scenery. Then full lips spread into a grin. She laughed a little bit. My uncle would not believe how this place has changed. She made her way to a table, sitting as if by instinct at the table next to a booth with a trandoshan. For all their bad habits, Shanta admired the hunter's ethos of the few she'd met. There was a twi'lek in the booth too, a good looking girl--and green. Shanta liked green. She picked up menu and reviewed the drinks on offer.
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Speaking softly, even as the green skinned woman would be approaching her, she would be looking to be subtle, to be hidden about this. There was no reason to draw attention, even as she wished to avoid making a scene. Those were almost always... annoying to deal with. Why Mister Ka'an, while we had discussed the matter of what it would take to have your tools arrive, we never did finalize the paperwork. There was something amused, something knowing in the voice. When you have a free moment, feel free to join me in my booth. I do think that I'm the only Twi'lek here after all. It was hardly as if she was hiding her species, the name done in the traditional style. Still, do not hurry on my account, as it would be somewhat unseemly of me to take you away from the pleasures offered here. And with that, and a smile, she would deactivate the comlink, as the Zabrack woman would sit at her nearby table.. Still, she would look over, and there was interest in her eyes, even as she would seem to be... well, she always seemed amused, as the eyes would roam the newcomer up and down, taking in details, and trying to work things out. She was not really hiding it, even as she seemed lazily amused by everything. The tea cup would rise again to her lips, as she looked over her computer screen.
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Bysk let the words muddle around in his head for a moment before then nodding. Alright, one game. He mutters back into his collared commlink before pressing the button on the small circle, turning off the device. He then glanced between Tristian and Vella, before grinning some. I'll play a game, but no drinkss. Not for me. The large reptilian male stated, ready to get some real galaxy experience from the group, even if he lost some credits. Besides, even if it was just to get on his good side, these two were treating him nice enough. Ever since he had started throwing on the mean, burly persona of a trandoshan mercenary, most had begun ignoring or avoiding the male, which he considered better than berating him as a less-than-aggressive mechanic. However, the potential gambling was cut short for them as Bysk saw a fight begin on their floor, he was quick to get up. Bysk had no intention of joining in, and if he got caught up, he would certainly prefer a gun. He didn't bother trying to see who or why there was small brawl starting before going over to to the twi'lek female who was rather...stunning in appearance, clearly on par with the trandoshan with the Dosh-speaking human, but he couldn't mind that right now. I wouldn't assume you'd have the blasster on you? Bysk asked her then, standing very tall above Daesha'vida in her booth, leaving his back to the recent arrival of a green-skinned zabrak.
Thread: [Star Wars] Privateer

She would frown a touch, as she sighed, a hand moving up to her face to flutter in something approaching a sigh, though there was something lazy and disappointed about the entire gesture, small tells and cues, her body language expressing something close to that of a teacher whose pupil had made an easily avoided error. For the greater part, there is the matter of discretion to observed. Still, the hand that had been before her face moved down, beside a little bag that would carry her computer... and a few small items. But. she would turn the screen, and there would be something on the screen, a contract that was in a language he should not know, she had chosen High Galactic for that reason after all. If you would be so kind as to sign, as receipt of the delivery of the requested tools and documentation? Opening the compartment of the bag, the hilt of the Blaster Pistol would be visible. As soon as he would sign it, she would reach into the bag, taking out the item, and a small flimsy, the license for the 'tool' in question. It already has an energy cell, a small courtesy. Carefully, she would place the items on the table so that he could take hold of them... but also used his body to disguise that she took them out and placed them there in the first place.