USH'S STAR WARS GAME- CAMPAIGN II EPISODE II (DARK SIDE)- In the Coils of the Serpent

Various yelled accusations are being made, like about this disgusting use of steroids or other drugs... without adequate disguising of it...

Others think you had some sort of hi-tech weapon concealed in your hand... and you are pretty sure a couple are saying that only a Jedi can manage a blow like that... ands you are just working out that if there is anything worse than them thinking you are an infiltrating Dark Sider, it is them thinking you are an infiltrating Jedi...

"All betting decisions are covered in the signing agreement..." the Compere is saying.

"I didn't sign anything!" people yell back.

"Verbal contract! Verbal contract!"

Following his lead, all the sub-betters (smaller betters running smaller operations at different odds) and meta-betters (people who take bets on what other people are betting) are closing their books as well.

Rand casts a terrible glare upon Galder, letting him know that this screw-up was not a small one, and that this would set them back...

...or maybe not...

Rand slips through the rioting betters to where Galder and Rah are, motioning for the others to follow him.

"I think now would be a good time to begin our plan," Rand whispers to the others in a huddled group. "What do you think?"

There is a plan???

Well, it is based off of the information that Takuan supplied.

We move to the stairs leading up. Takuan and Gallador can perhaps trick the guards into leaving their posts with Distract or Illusion and such. From then, we do that as many times as we need to get as close as we can to our target...

I highly recommend that you get a ton more info than that!

Great, then we have to actually salvage this...

A test of your interpersonal skills and crisis management ability!

And we all know what fun that can be...

"What will they do to him?" Rand asks the Compere.

"What other, than stay away from his right hook?" he asks, as a dozen hands reach out at him. "How the hell did he DO that?"

"Galder, you idiot..." Rianna mutters under her breath. "I'd like to know that myself." she adds, loud enough to be heard.

"I am going to assume he's been taking his steroids again," Rand lies, with a sigh for effect. "Those damned massive pills, I told him not to take those! Very powerful effect they have, but they kick in randomly...stupid things..."

Galder tries to slip away from the crowd to head for a bar or something.

NO chance- everyone is looking at you!

"Steroids? That's a fix! Gimme my money back!"

(makes a lying roll for Rand)

There is the heavy thumping of a stick nearby. A broad-shouldered man with a developing beard has stepped into the area, with four impressively large human bodyguards with him.

"Bora..." says the Compere, nervously.

"If the declaration is that the books are closed..." says Bora, in a loud and imposing voice, "then that is the end of the matter."

Silence...

Galder gulps as Bora Lantarnan approaches. Good job, Starkiller, you've gotten yourself into another mess...

(I am going to hope that the Lying roll was good...)

Rand joins the silence, shifting his gaze from the Compere to the just-arrived Lantarnan.

Bora lifts his stick.

"And who are you?" he asks of Galder, hefting it carefully.

"Unad Bejeem, of the Empire of Pity," Galder answers confidently.

"For some reason your fame does not seem to have preceeded you..." he says. "This worries me. Have you come here simply to upset our happy home?"

"I did not mean to upset anyone, just to have a little...fun..." Galder replies.

(Would he be taller than Galder or shorter? 😛 )

He's a pretty big guy, must be said- definitely Strength 8.

"So... how did you win that fight?"