At the negotiations, things are growing worse. An off-hand comment by one of Volun's men gets a vicious response back from the Z'Har. Soon, the insults are flying.
"Why are we bothering?" declares one of Volun's. "This bunch of puffed-up, dandified... arses don't want anything other than to lord their inflated brains over the dried carcasses of the people!"
"I'd expect such language from a band of illiterate, power mad farmhands!" yells a Z'Har back.
(Seriously, is it that people don't read the rules or don't care? Try the thread marked 'New arrivals please read'. Pay close attention to the part about not posting in other people's games without permission.
Anyhow, until we can get a plan going Andro will go after the nearest droid to Zaland, hopefully he'll have more luck.)
"Zaland, go for it, I'll cover you!" Andro calls out as he dashes into the other team's third.
"The Jedi have to say that this senseless bickering is not a negotiation!" Jelena shouts. "Negotiate, not fight! We are performing these negotiations so that Kuylen's army and ourselves do not have to wage war on a mass of unskilled, untrained pacifists! Do you not realize this? The Z'Har are willing to sacrifice the things you intend to incinerate, in order to bring peace back to this planet! Your anarchy has brought nothing to this world except mayhem!"
Jelena paces.
"Your reasoning had some sense to it, Volun, but you have to see when things go to far. You have an army of Tasker's Crown breathing down your neck, and yet you persist! Either you are very stubborn, or someone has paid you very handsomely, Volun."
Actually, the room goes momentarily dead silent at your words, Jelena.
"How dare you?" says Volun. "After all you have seen and you know, and you DARE suggest that I am some sort of paid mercenary."
"God DAMN Jedi!" says one of his aides. "We were idiots to ever trust them! They are ONLY here to force a settlement against us!"
"And well might they," says one of the Z'Har, "before you barbarians destroy everything that this world has ever stood for!"
"And well me might! This world is rotten to the core!"
"We should have slaughtered you when we had the chance in the Sanctuary! Why give a chance to peace to those too stupid to understand the concept?"
Suddenly, Volun stands and with an alkmighty kick, he overturns the table, which breaks in the middle and skitters across the room.
"We're done here," he says. "Guardians of justice?" he adds, looking at you, Jelena. He snorts, contemptuously. As the delegation leaves, one of them spits in your direction. You find your hand on your sabre, Jelena.
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Zaland manages to scrape up the ball, Andro, but his shot is sent wild as he takes a blow; Gallagher takes another one also, which causes a death check, which he passes.
He's not going to last.
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CURRENT SITUATION- Spiridos Hockey Match. Score: 3
Your third
Gallagher: Skill 11, Initiative 7, Damage 35
Blue droids (x2): Skill 10, initiative 7
No-Man's Land
Andro: Skill 14, Initiative 9, Damage 28
Red Droids (x2): Skill 10, Initative 7
Their third
Zaland: Skill 14, Initiative 8, Damage 14
Red Droids (x2): Skill 10, Initative 7
Ball
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Hmmm. Tricky. From a direct route, no, no matter how good your intrusion is.
But the far edge of the valley around it comes close-ish to the walls at several points. Not close enough for any mundane purpose... but maybe close enough for a Jedi to jump.
After that it's just a matter of keeping your head down; Volun's men are not experts.
"I am almost positive, Volun, that while you are working for your own motives, there are others working through you as well, whether you know it or not," Jelena says, resisting the urge to strike him down.
"We want peace, and by now it seems we must force it. What you want is anarchy! Anarchy will bring this planet, with such a change, to ruin."