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Main Corridor
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A narrow white corridor with gray deck plating, imbedded light panels
in the ceiling, and rows of plasteel modules affixed to the bulkhead.
Hatchways lead to the bridge and engineering. Ladders lead to the
gunnery turrets, above and below.
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Jedi Trainee Heller [ES] Engineering And Systems
Scarred Kash Narr [VT] Ventral Gunnery Turret
[DT] Dorsal Gunnery Turret
[HB] Hangar Bay
[BR] Bridge
Vordoth has arrived.
Praloth steps into the main corridor, this time with a sidearm worn on
his hip, and being flanked by a pair of mouse droids. He is carrying a
PDA, and frowning as he reads it. Looking to where Heller and Kash
are, he merely says "C'mon, it's time for you two to see our planet."
Kash Narr hmms, turning his head, then nodding slightly. He stands and
looks back to Heller, mainly to see how she is doing.
Vordoth wanders out from the hanger bay, wiping his hands, he looks to
Heller as he walk over to join Praloth, "Those are horrible legs..I
might be able to dig something better up for you. The connections will
be there, i'm not good with flesh. But I may be able to replace them."
He hikes his belt, looking between the two ex-prisoners, then to
Praloth.
Heller has been meditating, for the most part. Her eyes open at
Praloth's words and at Vordoth's, she looks over to the speaker,
nodding, "I did not choose them, trust me. The Empire did...and, I
believe, they installed them with an intent to cause as much pain as
possible." She smiles wryly, "That or they're hiring very cheap, very
bad doctors...which I find somewhat hard to believe, to be honest."
Praloth cocks his head in Vordoth's direction as the other human
speaks. "I'm sure the young lady would 'preciate anythin' of higher
quality that you can dig up. We're not running low on droid parts
anytime soon, I know that." he says with a light grin. Turning back to
the ex-prisoners, he offers them both a smile. "C'mon, the sooner you
two get to see why we do what we do, the sooner we can get you back t'
civilization."
Kash Narr flicks his ears, then stretches, "I see. I think I might
have a way to reach some of those I have met. Well, its a long shot,
but I think it might work." He looks back at Vordoth, giving him a
blank look, and then back at Heller, and shrugs, For the flesh part,
perhaps Rikal on Tatooine can help. He helped La."
Vordoth hmms, then nods with a sigh, "If they cause you pain..then
they've interfaced the connections wrong..I won't mess around with it.
You'd be best to seek a good cyberneticist once you get on your way,
though." He turns to the ships ramp, wandering down.
Heller nods quietly, saying nothing. She stands slowly, a grimace of
pain crossing her face for a few moments. She nods to Kash, "Perhaps."
Praloth begins moving towards the disembarkation point, hands clasping
behind his back as he silently moves towards the surface of the planet
that Kash saw last night. "Mr. Kash, if you wouldn't mind giving Miss
Heller the skinny of what I told ya last night... we can begin the
short tour."
Kash Narr hmmms, then nods, following. "It seems we have been rescued
by a group of rebels, but not the rebels of the usual sort. There
planet was used by the Empire for the raw materials it possed, and was
subsequiently destroyed. They are fighting for what they have lost,
and if they can get enough help, to overthrow the Empire."
Vordoth makes no comment, just follows Praloth, down the ramp and off
the corvette, assuming the prisoners are following. The droids are
here in any case.
Heller follows after the others, calmly. She nods slightly at the
explanation, saying nothing for now.
Kash Narr has left.
Heller has left.
Vordoth has left.
Landing Pad <Eight South:Ornath>
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Not much is left to show that this was once the landing area for a
major city. Piles of rubble are scattered over the pad, only a few
spaces have been cleared enough for ships to land safely. A couple of
Z-95 hulls complete with large blaster holes punched through them sit
off to the side, near the crumbling control tower, stripped of all
useful parts and rusting slowly. A long, low building, its roof mostly
intact sits off at the edge of the pad, the desolate city visible on
the other side.
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Droid Engineer Vordoth <C> Customs
Jedi Trainee Heller
Scarred Kash Narr
Praloth stops as he reaches the bottom of the ramp, turning to Kash
Narr. "Can you tell me more of these 'Jedi' that you told me about
earlier?" he asks simply. Without waiting for an answer, he begins
walking at a steady pace towards the customs building. "After the
Empire was done with our planet, they left us in ruins." he motions to
the Z-95 hulls. "What few ships we had left weren't spaceworthy, but
we've managed to scrape together enough spare parts to make what we
did have into good fighting machines." he says almost proudly.
Heller walks after the others, saying softly, "I could tell you more,
although I would have to know what exactly you were talking about.."
She nods, "You have done quite well. I can think of many who would not
have been as successful in your situation."
Kash Narr glances at Heller, and then shakes his head slightly, "That
is not my story. I have only a glimpse of what the Jedi are. I was
looking for them again when I was captured." He follows, falling in
next to Heller, "I think he is searchingt the Jedi's goals, and if
they are close to the same as his, to perhaps gain an alliance Heller.
The others that helped me after I left Tatooine think of the Jedi more
as terrorists, and I disagreed. They also might seek an alliance."
Vordoth shakes his head slowly, "This is barely half of it." With that
he falls silent, just following along, hands shoved into his pockets.
Customs <Eight South: Ornath>
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Once the customs station for arriving or departing space travel, this
building is as desolate as the rest of the city, the gutted shells of
scanners sit beside two long wooden desks, where the customs officers
once sat, the only item left alone is a sign, hanging crooked, and
barely legible, 'Welcome to Ornath, please read the customs laws
following, and declare all listed items. Blasters are to be checked
with customs.' the customs portion of the sign has faded beyond
readable. This building is mostly intact, and a few areas show signs
that it was once occupied, a pile of slowly decaying blankets, a
couple of empty tins of food rusting beside them sits underneath the
wooden protection of one of the desks, similar little nests, all old,
dot the floor of the building.
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<LP> Landing Pad
<MS> Main Square
Kash Narr arrives from Landing Pad <Eight South:Ornath>
Kash Narr has arrived.
Vordoth arrives from Landing Pad <Eight South:Ornath>
Vordoth has arrived.
Heller arrives from Landing Pad <Eight South:Ornath>
Heller has arrived.
Praloth nods slowly to the pair as he walks through the customs area,
a look of disgust coming to his older face. "Well, go ahead and tell
me." he says softly. "One of you two."
Heller nods calmly, "What exactly is it you wish to know about the
Jedi Order?" She continues to move after the others, the calm of a
Jedi surrounding her.
Kash Narr wiggles his ears once, then frowns as he glances around. "Do
you know what a Sith is General?" he asks suddenly, his mind seeking
the ground on which to explain what he knows.
Vordoth just walks along silently, scanning the ruined building with a
faint frown. Head shaking slowly as he walks.
Main Square <Eight South: Ornath>
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A paved square, short brown weeds pushing their way up through the
stone, surrounded by buildings in various states of decay, is all that
is left of the main square of this city. A stone fountain, set in the
center of the area has long since stopped flowing, the centerpiece, a
blocky space transport has collapsed into the bowl at the base, and
sits in two pieces there. Streets lead off the square like spokes,
heading into other areas of the city.
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<GD> Government District
<RA> Residential Area
<C> Customs
<P> Park
Kash Narr arrives from Customs <Eight South: Ornath>
Kash Narr has arrived.
Vordoth arrives from Customs <Eight South: Ornath>
Vordoth has arrived.
Heller arrives from Customs <Eight South: Ornath>
Heller has arrived.
Heller awaits an answer to her question, silent and calm as she looks
around her. That calm seems a bit shaken, however, as she sees the
damage done to the planet.
Praloth thinks for a little bit. "Nope, I don't know what a Jedi is,
or anything like that. Much less this 'Sith'. Is that a kind of Jedi?"
he asks curiously, walking through the deserted main square and
heading towards the park.
Kash Narr nods slightly, "My people have legends about monsters called
the Sith. Monsters that are able to kill without hesitation, and can
take out whole packs without stopping for a breath. It is often used
to scare bad pups into behaving, else the Sith might get him." He rubs
a burned spot on his arm, "Unfortunately, the Sith exist. And the Jedi
are their mirror image, the good, where the Sith are bad. Luck said
the Emporer is a Sith. I believe that one of their goals, is to rid
the world of this Sith and his apprentices."
Vordoth tilts his head as he regards the Shistavanen sideways. Sith,
Jedi, good bad and evil..fun.
Heller nods, "We do seek to rid the galaxy of the Sith, yes. They have
unbalanced the Force." She sighs softly, "The Sith are the opposite of
the Jedi, using the Dark Side of the Force and giving into their
anger, hatred and fear."
Recreational Park <Eight South: Ornath>
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Little more than a flat open area, with a few tree stumps and wooden
benches scattered around, now. The central area of the park is taken
up by a modular durasteel building, covered in scrawled writing, with
the odd panel torn off, leaving a gaping hole in the exterior. An
Imperial Outpost, still in excellent condition despite the vandalism
it has received. A winding path leaves the park, and the city, heading
up into the surrounding hills, brown and barren.
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<MS> Main Square
<IO> Imperial Outpost
<WT> Winding Trail
Kash Narr arrives from Main Square <Eight South: Ornath>
Kash Narr has arrived.
Vordoth arrives from Main Square <Eight South: Ornath>
Vordoth has arrived.
Heller arrives from Main Square <Eight South: Ornath>
Heller has arrived.
Praloth looks even more confused now, as he speaks in question to
Heller. "The Force?" he asks shaking his head. "So the Jedi are
warriors against darkness? Why didn't they ever do anything for us,
here, while we struggled and died?" he asks as he shoots a glare
towards the Imperial Outpost and starts along the winding trail.
Vordoth hmms, twisting his head to watch the Outpost as they pass. A
faint frown fixed on his features, as he follows towards the path.
Kash Narr flicks his ears, "The Force...just is..." he says slowly,
"And, I think I know the answer to the second part of your question."
He stops, looking at the outpost, "There are only a few left, no more
than eight. They have been hunted, and killed, by the Empire. At
least, that is what I have pieced together. But, I know the Empire has
its own Force users, and a Force user can be a formidable sight."
Heller nods, "The Force is part of everything that lives. And Kash
speaks the truth. When the Emperor rose to power, he turned the
populace against us; had the Jedi hunted down. There are barely a
handful of us in existance now and that only because we have just
started to rebuild. And the Empire has at least two Force users - two
Sith - that I know of."
Admiral Railoth Lookout <Eight South: Ornath>
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The view from this hilltop is wide, and unobstructed, treestumps and a
dry wide lake lie below, once probably a beautiful view. Now, as far
as the eye can see stretches a graveyard, stone markers showing
millions upon millions of graves cut a wide swath across the horizon,
the only movement the slow methodical march of a handful of droids,
still continuing their task of burying the planets dead, a low
durasteel building on the edge of sight seeming to house the planets
last morgue.
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Stone Monument <GY> Graveyard
<WT> Winding Trail
Kash Narr arrives from Recreational Park <Eight South: Ornath>
Kash Narr has arrived.
Heller arrives from Recreational Park <Eight South: Ornath>
Heller has arrived.
Vordoth arrives from Recreational Park <Eight South: Ornath>
Vordoth has arrived.
Praloth nods a bit, taking this into consideration. "I see. Well,
looks like the Jedi and the Ornathi are in the same predicament. You
see..." he says, stepping out to motion to the expansive graveyard.
"We -are- all that is left of our planet. Millions died of starvation
and disease when we ran out of food and medicine..."
Heller stops in her tracks, turning to look at the graveyard. A look
of pain and sadness crosses her face, "Those who died did not die
peacefully, did they? They are buried there.."
Kash Narr rubs that burned spot on his left arm again. His ears are
laid back partially, and he says softly, "Genoicide. Of their own
race. And how they hate aliens...." He shakes his head.
Vordoth sighs, as he stares out over the graveyard, "The Empire..are
not our race, they are something worse.." The mans head shakes slowly,
many among the dead down there family, friends, and colleagues.
Graveyard <Eight South: Ornath>
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Stepping underneath the sign marked 'Rest in Peace', a simple scene is
arrayed before you. Stretching off into the distance, as far as the
eye can see, are millions upon millions of headstones. Each one with a
unique name, but each one betraying a simple cause of death. "Jornea
Praloth, Wife, Mother of 2, Malnutrition." pronounces one gravestone,
unremarkable from the rest. But the gravestones all hold similar
epitaphs. Malnutrition and disease are the two most often read, but
each name shows a different family tragedy. And in the distance, past
the thousands of rows, there are hard-working laborer droids, still
dutifully burying the dead.
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<LO> Lookout
Kash Narr has arrived.
Heller has arrived.
Vordoth has arrived.
Praloth shakes his head as he steps into the graveyard. "No, ma'am,
they didn't die peacefully. You ever seen someone die of hunger? Not a
fun thing." he says, walking over towards the headstone that marks
where his wife is buried. He rests his hand on the headstone tenderly.
"-This- is why we are fighting down to the last man. -This- is why the
Empire -must- be stopped. You Jedi, your 'rebels' -must- see this, and
keep this from happening to others." he says harshly.
Kash Narr folds his hand behind his back, "Then invite them to meet
you here. I am not sure the rebels that helped me will be much help.
Their organization is loose, no strong leader. Still, I will send a
message when you are ready to meet them. That is no promise that they
will come." He turns and looks at Heller, "And once that message has
been sent, I am going to find Luck."
Vordoth nods his head firmly, once, "They need to learn of action, or
they will feel pain. We thought we were safe, here. We were not." He
shakes his head again.
Heller doesn't move much further into the graveyard than a few steps,
eyes closing. A few tears roll down her cheeks, the Jedi saying
nothing.
As the group overlooks the graveyard and the older Praloth begins to
allow tears to form on his eyes, a strange alarm is heard from the
general direction of the landing pad. Over Praloth's comm unit comes a
mechanical voice. "New Contact detected entering Ornath orbit. Unknown
design, 75% possibility that it is a Rendili Stardrives
Dreadnaught-class." it says with little urgency in it's voice. In the
sky, a small elliptical shape is seen in the sky, sunlight glinting
off of the metal hull.
Kash Narr flicks his ears, and looks up, "Followed?" he asks, "Or
someone you know?" He moves back over to Heller, and reaches up and
brushes the tears off her cheeks, "Now what would Luck say if he saw
you crying?" he says softly.
Praloth glances to his commlink as it speaks to him. "Crap." he says,
immediately the sadness seeming to be drained away. "Looks like maybe
the Empire finally found us." he says with a smirk, giving his wife's
tombstone one last pat. "We won't let them get you again, my dear.."
he says encouragingly to the stone tablet, and begins trudging back up
the trail, quickly. "We don't have time for anything, back to the
Corvette, quickly." he says.
Vordoth snaps out of his mood at once, grabbing his commlink, "Plot an
intercept, scramble fighters and hail. Have the droids warm up the 'vette."
Orders the man, as he looks to Praloth and turns, running back towards
the lookout.
Heller shrugs slightly at Kash's question, "There is no life
here...and so much sadness..." She shakes her head, "So much death..."
A few more tears slide down her cheeks, the Jedi not moving to wipe
them away, although she does pull herself together at Praloth's words.
Bridge
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A narrow trapezoid of transparisteel forms the viewport of the
corvette's main bridge, which is a cylindrical chamber where the
ship's flight crew can man a row of consoles that handle navigation,
hyperdrive and systems monitoring.
A hatchway leads out to the main corridor.
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Navigation Console [MC] Main Corridor
You man the Navigation Console.
Heller arrives from Main Corridor
Heller has arrived.
Kash Narr arrives from Main Corridor
Kash Narr has arrived.
- Commencing lift off procedures ...
- Life support systems check - OK.
- Testing lift rockets ...
- Lift off procedures complete .. 30 seconds to orbit.
The ship sways and bumps as it lifts from the surface of the ground.
- Orbit in 15 seconds ...
Kash Narr follows through to the bridge, and finds a place to hold
onto something. "You need a gunner? Not good, but if its loaded, I can
try to aim it."
- Ship is now in orbit above the celestial surface.
Heller manages to keep her balance, the calm surrounding her not
seeming ruffled. She says softly, "I do not know if I will be much use
to you at the moment."
Praloth shakes his head. "Nope." he says quickly. "We've got droids
who do that." he says as the ship breaks orbit and the massive hulk of
the Dreadnaught appears on the viewscreen. He glances down to a
console. "Strange, they haven't responded to hails.. In fact, it
doesn't look like there's anyone on board..."
Kash Narr tilts his head slightly, "They can't fly themselves..." He
stares at the viewscreen.
Heller shrugs slightly, "I can try and see if there are any on the
ship..." She closes her eyes, lips thinning in concentration as she
gathers the Force around her.
Praloth pilots the ship a bit closer towards the massive, quiet
dreadnaught. "Well, it looks like it was pulled outta hyperspace by
our planet's gravity mass... and then just sat there.." he says in a
confused tone. As the smaller Corvette manuevers into the open bay of
the large Dreadnaught, he raises an eyebrow. "Nothing yet, not even
shields.. Alright, sending out the boarding droids." he says, and the
viewscreen immediately splits between the optical sensors on 6
different droids.
Kash Narr wiggles his ears, "Got any armor and rifles around here? If
something is alive on there, it wouldn't hurt to have some means of
defense."
Heller shakes her head quietly, "There is nothing alive there." She
falls silent, tilting her head to one side as if pondering something.
Praloth tilts his head towards Heller. "How can you be so sure?" he
asks, and once again without waiting for a response he looks back to
the screen. "Well, if anything's on there, we'll know from our
droids."
The droids have not encountered anything out of the ordinary yet. On
the inside it looks almost nothing like a normal Dreadnaught. Spacious
hangar bay, very advanced looking computer terminals, and no signs of
life.
Kash Narr says, "If she says there is nothing alive, there is nothing
alive." His brows furrow, "But I have enough ghosts to worry about.
And the Empire doesn't leave these things lying about."
Heller inclines her head, "I sought signs of life through the Force,
on that ship. There are none, General. Anything on that ship is not
alive."
Praloth nods a bit. "I'll let my droids find out rather than trusting
your magic just yet, thanks." he says simply, watching the screen.
"Well, don't Imperials usually plaster their sigils all over
everything?"
One of the droids stops in one of the main corridors, focusing the
view on the sigil that it -does- find, that of the Old Republic.
Kash Narr studies the sigil shown on the screen. "Thats the old
Republic's emblem. I use to have some armor that had it on there. The
second in command of the Rebels also has a set of armor like that." He
turns, "I want to go look."
Heller nods, eyes widening, "It is the symbol that was in the area
where I was trained." Her voice is soft, almost reverential. The Jedi
falls silent again, watching the screen.
Praloth glances to Kash, and shakes his head. "No, not just yet." he
says with a grin. "I've got a better idea for this.." he says with his
grin turning slightly mischievious, and he jerks a finger back towards
the hangar bay. "R-3PO will pilot you back to whatever planet you want
to go to. After that, he'll wait there to transport or lead you and
whoever else you want to bring back to Ornath." The man shakes his
head. "You won't be getting to explore that ship. Not just yet, at
least. Get in contact with those you know whom are against the
Imperials, and have them meet us here. Tell them we've got a usable
weapon." he says with a grin.
Heller shrugs slightly, sitting down in the nearest chair and starting
to meditate. Or work on painblocks. Or something. Whatever it is she's
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