As you all flock towards each other, sensing each other's minds and dark thoughts, Sol-leks gets up on a table.
"Welcome, ladies and gents," he hollers. "You are all brutal warriors and bounty hunters and findsmen who have been called from across the galaxy to join in a great hunt for a group of Dark Jedi!"
At first you thought he was talking to you, but now you are not so sure. The crowd starts calling out, saying things such as "Lead me to them!" and "I want my money now! Consider em dead!"
"I know you are eager to receive your payments. I would like to let you know that the Dark Jedi you seek are in this very room!"
You ALL have a VERY bad feeling about this. Something tells you that everyone is potentially dangerous...
"I'll point them out for you..." Sol-leks says, rubbing his hands. He begins shoving a finger in each of your directions. "Reeth Qoth, the tin can Zabrak, and Karkos Grimm, the Anzati space vampire! Arthos Theese and Xornon Jay, the nutters covered in guns over there! Karto Yinno and Hessel Khar, the two-bladed warriors talking to the Siniteen! Terrik Dakar, the guy cowering in the corner!"
You've never liked him Terrik, and now that he's pointed you out to a ton of bounty hunters and called you a coward, you definitely dislike him now!
"Galiss Noob, the Duros half-breed! Khantari Thon, the lizard man! Terran, the skimpy gal in the tight jumpsuit!"
A lot of bounty hunters in here are staring in her direction, obviously thinking that they'll take her alive for a small fee...
"Tyr Xeen, the Force-user extraordinare! And me, Sol-leks, your worst nightmare! Let the explosions begin..."
You all ignite your lightsabers as EVERY SINGLE PERSON in the room stands up, pistols drawn, rifles charged, and a couple dozen different guns at the ready.
You narrowly avoid the shot, which explodes into a ton of tiny metal shards. These hit the wall that you were standing by, causing sparks. Your saber hits the Gand, cutting through his neck and breaching his containment suit. With such wounds, safe to say he's a goner!
Got another one coming at ya...look like an assassin droid! Heavily armed too! He opens fire with a heavy gun. One shot blows apart a table!
The room is large and round. There are no walls, just glass windows that now have a bunch of bullet holes through them. Tables, sofas, and chairs dot the room.
The Rodian bartender grabs a shotgun and starts pumping shots at everyone he sees. Reeth, you are considerably close to this dangerous threat...
Your saber cuts through the droid's armor...and it explodes! Droids rigged with bombs are one the scary things about a Dark Jedi. Bomb droids are a nice way of bagging a Jedi, you've seen it happen.
If you remember, you have two lightsabers, Terrik...
You dodge behind the sofa. It provides some cover, but some shots are still poking their way through. A few rounds punch through the soft cushioning and it catches fire. Wait...it caught fire from the guy with the flame carbine, not the bolts...
Galiss, you don't think they give a damn about what you want. They know what they want...your bounty! You try to make your way towards Tyr, but then a Wookiee with a BIG gun confronts you. It growls a war cry, and opens fire.
Arthos, you are beset by two human hunters. One has two pistols, the other a high-powered repeater. They open fire.
Xornon, you start emptying your gun on the hunters. Many fall, not expecting such accuracy from a guy who they think uses a lightsaber more than a gun. You deflect shots and kick over the table. It gives cover on one side, but you must crouch, and one side of you is exposed. A hunter or two see this, and open fire on your left side. The rounds fired at you from the right simply hit the table, so no worry there.
Karto, you run your man through. That was too easy! Assassin droid, coming your way. Pulse cannons aimed at you!
Karkos, the three men you have attacked fall dead. But, in your graceful leaps, a round nearly tears off your ear. And it's not coming from inside the room...a sniper! Outside!
Reeth, the Rodian blows his own brains out. Pathetic weakling... Bounty hunter, heavy armor, two pistols, firing at you.
((I remember..))
Terrik sprung over the sofa, spinning, his body pulled into a tight ball with a lightsaber on each side to provide some defense from blaster bolts. Landing close to the guy with the flame carbine he throws one of his sabers at him, keeping it's spin steady with the force. While his saber flies towards the man, Terrik dives behind a table.