USH'S STAR WARS GAME- CAMPAIGN II, EPISODE I (DARK SIDE)- New Order

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"Um, as far as I can tell, the people on his little backwater planet lack any kind of advancement. I think that probably me and Rah could fake being this simple and backward, but the rest of you won't be able to reach this low," says Tanic. as he looks around.

"Rura, Rah, and I would be sore thumbs on this world, even if in the right garb. We aren't human in any way. On top of that, none of us could stoop to simpleton level, except maybe Galder..." Nume said with a slight grin.

"Mind tricks might work, if we talk to the right people."

(i passed the savoir fair too..so i can pass as a local.)

"well..let's make our way to teh city"

(Tanic, you think Takuan will be in for a shock...)

Now pas the farmhouse, you can naviagte down tracks between fields, and soon the twon is in the distance. However, before long, you run into a local- there is a farmhand at the side of the road, programming some electrical equipment built into the ground. He turns round lazily to look at you guys as you approach.

Takuan doesn't seem to mind him..

Well, he looks strangely at you, not entirely sure what you are doing here.

Rah makes an attempt at projecting a friendly image "Hello" he says mustering the best friendly smile he can manage.
"Seems strange you being out here all alone when everyone else has fled to the towns and cities but maybe you would help us by telling us whats going on"
He smiles again.

"Work still needs doin'," he says. "'arvest comes in, same as always. I reckon you folks ain't got much business out here though."

Nume follows Rah's idea, though is more disturbing when he smiles.

"Not much business, just wondering about the local...warning..." Nume says. "Do you know anything about that Zatev character, and why they've evactuated Prosperity?"

Galder throws a nasty look at Nume, but then looks to the local, saying nothing.

Vash tries hard to avoid giving the local the nasty look that he feels coming on.

"They ain't be evacuating Prosperity itself; that would ruin the 'arvest. They've just been telling folk to move into the town 'till that man from Coruscant finds his guy.

But folk like you shouldn't be out 'ere. You should have stayed at Prosperity and the starport. There's nothin' for you out here. Not worth gettin' killed over."

"On the contrary, we are here to find 'this guy' as well," Nume tells him. "Do you know where the man from Coruscant might be?"

Rah starts smiling manicly 'A jedi! Oh I hope its a jedi those stupid Coruscant bureaucrats have sent!' he thinks to himself...
"What is that your fixing anyway?" Rah asks suddenly suspicious.

Galder smiles as well, and leans closer to Rah. "Back off, the Jedi will be mine," he whispered, inaudible so that the hick could not hear. Galder shared a glance with Rah then both of them looked to the hick and his machine. "Yeah, what's that?"

"He just wanders around town interviewing people," says the guy. "and I ain't fixing anything; this is a soil moisture analyzer. I'm taking readings."

"Sounds exciting," Nume said.

"I guess we'd better get going...?" Nume looks to everyone else.

(I want to Persuade him that he hasn't seen anyone including us for the past thirty minutes and that he's just been taking readings, if we are ready to go of course.)

Persuade isn't hypnosis; that wouldn't work.

A better idea would be to give him a convincing reason not to bother telling anyone he saw you. Persuade will make it stick.

(in case you hadn't guessed, these guys aren't exactly brimming over with willpower)

(No kidding...)

(Then you need to make hypnosis a Force power... 😛 )

"Listen, my friend, we are searching for Zatev like the man from Coruscant, but in a different manner. We know the man from Coruscant. We are his allies. But, in order for our mission to succeed, Zatev must not know there are more than one. No one, not even the man from Coruscant, must know that we are here."

"You will not tell anyone that you have seen us," Nume said, waving his hand in front of the simpleton's face.