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06/10/11(Fri)11:48 No.15219339 >>15219264



After finding the secret entrance we realise that there was even more to this place. It was a goddamn active sith temple with sith apprentices training. We avoid detection, because even brick isn't stupid enough to take on sith without a lot of firepower and basically scooby doo ourselves into a secret chamber.



A secret chamber that contained three vibro-axe weilding force adepts that cloaked themselves. They got the drop on poor brick and cut his arm off. We killed two of them and ran like fuck back to the informant's house brick bleeding out badly.



Now, obviously because the DM loves mando's and it was the first game he didn't exactly want the character to die, but insisted that Brick was now half the mando he used to be. I managed to stabilise the bleeding and he returns to consciousness. Wearing cloaks the next day we go to the nearest robot junkier to get him a new arm. (Stormtroopers were on ridiculous high alert. they brought a fucktonne of troopers into the town and had them stationed on rooves).



Anyway, we get there undetected and poke around the shop looking for something we could use. I try to finesse any knowledge of underground weapons dealers out of the merchant, but he clams up because Captain Diplomacy is terrible at everything other than running away and dodging bullets. that and he thinks he's a remnant spy, which after the others calm him down, inclines him to add 25% to the cost of everything.



Brick looks up and goes "I want a gun for my new arm"