In Umbris Potestas Est
Vanessa Vantai sat down in a chair - a comfortable one, filled with soft cushions as she stared at a hologram projector on the floor before her. "Why, hello there. You may be wondering why this story's being told from a different perspective - allow me to give a bit of backstory. Some time ago, I was scanning through the records of locations on various worlds across the galaxy, and one caught my eye - a droid factory on Mustafar, Long abandoned, the rumors were that it had been filled with some form of Separatist treasure, prototypes of rare and dangerous droids that never saw the light of day. Though stories claimed that there was no longer anything of worth there, I believed differently and gathered a cadre of... unique individuals to explore the ruins, defeat the traps, and claim whatever was located there.
[member="Niysha"], a Sith Knight, Miraluka in origin, with the ability to sense things others would not notice.
[member="Darth Ferus"], a Sith Lord and old friend... though that deal was a bit finicky to work out, I suppose.
[member="Ignitus Tapesh"], a monstrous fusion of Arkanian and Dathomirian genes forming a Sith killer.
[member="Mark Cross"], a mercenary - seemingly nothing special about him, though I've heard he proves his worth.
And finally, [member="Oregano"], the only member of the First Order proper to come and examine the factory. I've no doubt he sent a report of everything that occurred to his superiors."
Vanessa popped her knuckles as she began. "Let's get started...
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DROID FACTORY - ENTRANCE
The droid factory was in relatively good shape considering it had been abandoned for centuries. Power still seemed to be flowing through the facility - though what inside was broken, none of them could tell. Intense heat swarmed the quintet as a spurt of lave burst through the ground some forty meters away before clogging its own tubes and ceasing its spurt through a crack in the otherwise solid surface of the volcanic world. The door itself was closed - curious as to why an abandoned facility supposedly entered in the past had its door closed after the interlopers left. Anyways, there was a switch located to the side of the door whose purpose was not immediately clear given the fact that any label had long since been burned or worn off. It would be important that they found a way into the factory, or else they would never successfully manage to uncover the secrets the place had to offer.
GM: Please roll 1d20.
[member="Niysha"], a Sith Knight, Miraluka in origin, with the ability to sense things others would not notice.
[member="Darth Ferus"], a Sith Lord and old friend... though that deal was a bit finicky to work out, I suppose.
[member="Ignitus Tapesh"], a monstrous fusion of Arkanian and Dathomirian genes forming a Sith killer.
[member="Mark Cross"], a mercenary - seemingly nothing special about him, though I've heard he proves his worth.
And finally, [member="Oregano"], the only member of the First Order proper to come and examine the factory. I've no doubt he sent a report of everything that occurred to his superiors."
Vanessa popped her knuckles as she began. "Let's get started...
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DROID FACTORY - ENTRANCE
The droid factory was in relatively good shape considering it had been abandoned for centuries. Power still seemed to be flowing through the facility - though what inside was broken, none of them could tell. Intense heat swarmed the quintet as a spurt of lave burst through the ground some forty meters away before clogging its own tubes and ceasing its spurt through a crack in the otherwise solid surface of the volcanic world. The door itself was closed - curious as to why an abandoned facility supposedly entered in the past had its door closed after the interlopers left. Anyways, there was a switch located to the side of the door whose purpose was not immediately clear given the fact that any label had long since been burned or worn off. It would be important that they found a way into the factory, or else they would never successfully manage to uncover the secrets the place had to offer.
GM: Please roll 1d20.
