:::STAR WARS DARKSIDE ROLEPLAY:::

[UNKN0WN]

                                                           Mission 1: Dark Thoughts and Dark Purposes

Alright guys, here is the dark side mission.

The setting starts in a filthy cantina on Nal Hutta.  You are all patrons here and are sitting at one of the tables.  [later in the mission you'll be traveling to Corusant]
My dressilian character will start you off.




A tall dressilian wove his way through crowded tables, taking care not to cause too much ruckus.  After passing by dirty and slimy creatures from abominable planets, the off-worlder invited himself to a table of deplorable bounty hunters (that's you guys).  "Which one of you thinks himself capable of carrying out dark and scary mission or'll go home a cry'n to his momy?" asked the looming alien.

[Narrator:] After the rouges gave him a sign of agreement, he further explained his purpose, "The separatist federation wants to hire scum like you to carry out their objectives; you will be handsomely rewarded, ... if you survive.
You'll be given an old cargo shuttle which you will pilot to the planet Coursant at the coordinates provided (OOC: the location is in the old factory area) BIC: ...
You will be raiding a small republic warehouse, kill whom ever you find. I'll see you tomorrow, ... if you ever show up."  At that, the dressilian got up from his place and left.

[AxeHound]

The Zabrak Sith Lord (just in from Korriban) stretched and said, "I'm taking the job. May as well. A few modern credits shall be needed in this time."

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 Ryfar, a shady Rodian, threw his feet up on the table an also agreed to meet in the docking bay

[AxeHound]

"Are you with me or against me?" Darth Ixxion asked. "Are we working together or as rivals?"

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At that the rodian replied, [translated] "If we split the share evenly and you don't double cross me, I'll work with you."

[AxeHound]

Ixxion feigned surprise. "Me double-cross you? My friend, I wouldn't dream of it."

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Ryfar gave him a suspicious look

[AxeHound]

The Dark Lord laughed. "No honor amongst thieves, hm? I'll buy you a drink and then we'll go. Sound good?"

[UNKN0WN]

OOC: should we wait for HeadInAnotherGalaxcy or just keep going?

[AxeHound]

OOC: Let's wait.

[UNKN0WN]

OOC: we can keep going now 

[AxeHound]

OOC: Okay. You go first.

[UNKN0WN]

[Translated] alright...


[narrator:] Early the next morning, the two ignoble pirates walked into the hanger-bay.
"Looks like 'ladies' showed up," stated the Dressilian commando.  "Alright, get in the ship."

OOC: Seems how "HeadInAnotherGalaxcy" isn't here, I'll let you name the ship mentioned (PM me)

[AxeHound]

"'Ladies'?" Darth Ixxion snarled. He drew his lightsabre. "You want to call me that again? I am a Dark Lord of the Sith."

[UNKN0WN]

"Teh!" the Dressilian sneered, "I bet you got that on the black market."
"Get your wretched hides aboard!"