The Secret Masters

Continuing from the previous post...

We then went to Onnyasavall’s outpost of Bantha Wings™ and purchased 300 of the finely greased, slimy option (as opposed to crispy) BBQ flavored wings. the first way you can tell that you’re in the galaxy’s boon docks is when you get strange looks for trying to feed your whole crew. Sheesh. The way they acted you would think that we were the weird ones. The droids weren’t even eating! Any normal spaceport it would be normal to order 300 wings.

Well, the other way that you can tell that you’re in the boondocks of the galaxy is the distinct LACK of imperial influence. Seriously, how long has it been in the central quadrants since anyone had a serious religion? Those were outlawed decades ago.

So we found out that Onnyasavall has a religion. First I’ve ever heard of one, let alone gone to a meeting, what did they call that? Oh yeah. A Congregation. We are about to get a little more information on this. the priest is going to give us a speech, thankfully he knows we are outsiders, the rest of the people we’ve talked to haven’t been too nice about that, or we were asking the wrong questions. I would have gone about asking for directions a different way, but you can’t argue with Jedi. Especially ones who can chop a mandelorian’s head off with no effort.

Captain’s log signing out.

story so far 2
by 17

Seventeen We arrived in Onyasavaal and as soon as we disembarked from the Dawn Bantha, we found a force presence in a garbage ship. We opened the door to the back of the ship and were confronted with a mandalorian mercenary. I reacted faster than the others and tried to shoot the gun out of his hand, but my elbow got stuck and I fired off into the trash. The clone in our group tried to do the same thing, but also failed. In retaliation, the mandalorion shot out a wrist rocket that just barely missed the clone and glaced off my shoulder, which caused it to fall off. Our jedi then came in and, with one swing, chopped off the mandalorian’s head off. After that happend we stepped out of the ship and took a breather. The captain( a mon calamari) then started to search the heap of garbage in the back of the ship. The mandalorian from our group, who was in the cockpit the whole time we were fighting, pressed thebutton to dump the garbage. We all stood back as the garbage came tumbling out. A couple of seconds later our captain came sliding down the mountain of garbage on a block of carbonite. Eventually, the repulsors kicked in and the block slowed down. To our suprise, the jedi present our jedi felt was coming from the very obvious frozen jedi in the carbonate. We got him up into the Dawn Bantha and thawed himout in the med room. When he woke up, he tried to attck us. I retreated very quickly into the hall to let the rest of the team handle it. After a bit, I was called back into the room and, reluctantly, I did. After some introductions, we brought him up to speed and had what you would call “akward moments”. We then decideto check out the town.

Campaign session 2
Garbage Surfing and Religion

We landed in a mining town on Onyasavaal in our quest to search for remaining Jedi. A force presence was detected on a nearby ship which we decided to investigate. Upon entering the ship we were attacked by a mandalorian bounty hunter and had no choice but to retaliate. I killed him in one blow, which ruined any chances of getting information out of him. With the opposition annihilated, we continued our search and found that the force presence was definitely located within the garbage. One of our crew operated a nearby mechanism which dumped out all the garbage onto the ground and our captain (who was on the garbage pile) proceeded to surf down the mountainous pile of refuse on a handy large slate which happened to be a carbon frozen Jedi (… a little more reverence please, captain).

We took the frozen body to our ship, which nobody seemed to find odd, and liberated him only for him to suddenly start spastically swing his lightsaber around like a malfunctioning window wiping droid gone apeshit. I tried and failed to deflect his attacks but our captain managed to get him at least calm down, allowing us to explain the situation and recent history of our galaxy and the Empire’s Rise.

The Jedi turned out to be really hungry, so we went to yet another bantha wing joint and filled up on 100 greasy tasteless wings while drawing the bewildered eyes of everyone and their mother. After our meal I tried to enquire of the bartender about any rumors or unusual going-on’s in the town with very limited success. Our captain stepped in and tried asking questions as well which did reveal a bit of information about some church of… something or another, but our captain asked one dangerous question about magic users which almost got us arrested but l managed to mind trick the bartender just enough to cancel his call to the authorities but not enough to avoid getting kicked out.

Ousted onto the streets we looked around and noticed a building resembling a church and decided to look inside. Sure enough it was a church. We entered and took some seats. Judging by the rudeness of the congregation I encountered, it’s a wonder that they have any members at all, but they must be doing something right since they apparently have enough money for a rose window.

Soon the preacher stepped out to begin the service and called us all out, putting us in the spotlight (a very awkward spotlight, I might add. I wish I had spent more time in that social skills and interpersonal communications class I kept ditching.) He revealed himself to have a truth finding ability and stated that he wished to speak with us. I currently ponder about his intentions.

-Sojo Colgo

Episode 1

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