With another flash, the raptor leaps up for the meat. but with an incredibly expert flick, Drakkon JUST manages to yank up the meat out of the way.
Of course- just like a whip.
"Amazing creatures..." he says, with almost glossed over eyes, and slightly disturbingy, eh seems to be speaking with pride, almost paternal. "One of those can kill even an Osokan inside 15 seconds. Their metabolism allows them to eat several times theitr body weight in meat every day if they want to. They don't need to; they just sometimes feel like it. They are disciplined and smart. They stalk and kill carefully, but if a target is too big for them, they fight in packs and share evenly." He shakes his head, marvelling, giving another twist of the meat as the raptor leaps for it again. "Oh, and they never give up. Oh yes... everyhting worthwhile we ever learned, we learned from the raptors."
He flicks the meat back to his hand.
"And you know something? No matter how much we keep these ones hungry, they never attack each other. Now, doesn't that say something about 'civilised' life forms?"
He turns back to you.
"I'm also impressed by the people who built this place. I imagine quite a few died getting the height right. You're right, though; Matadan IS there. Or what's left of him. But he deserved all he got. A raptor that stupid would never live."
He starts to make his way back down, leaving you guys rather shocked behind him.
"Do be careful," he says. "They've been known to escape sometimes."
Drakkon has a surprising turn of pace on him, and you are being left behind, Galahad. You feel like that he thinks he is done with the situation as it stands.
"He mentioned something about the technicalities of a trial, and it not exactly counting if a bunch of people just dragged him up here and threw him in the night I took the Guild Hall. It didn't seem very interesting."
Galahad nods to Drakkon as he leaves.
"Will do, Guildmaster..."
I feel we've established a very frail friendship with Drakkon, which we can hopefully strengthen. Also, I feel that Drakkon's a tad...blunt. He's very straightforward with everything we've talked about.
Also, the Imperials might find fault with Drakkon on the grounds of Matadan's 'execution.'
I also feel that those raptors would be useful against the stormtroopers...
Ok, well i've been watching you play around with the Guildmaster for a couple of days and have decided to dive in. Not sure about the post format but i'm sure you can figure out which parts are OOC and which are not. I'm still not exactly sure why I would be here or what cargo I am delivering, but thats what Ush is here for right? 😛
Overhead the most jumbled up frieghter you have everseen wizzes by. Using repulsor fields no less, infact if it weren't for the huge ion engines sticking out of the back you wouldn't know if it was actually capable of space travel or just a very large speeder. But having ground manouvering has often come in useful when unloading or loading. But those are stories for another times.
Marlookooneeweestee opens the side hatch of the cockpit and leans out, recognising the senator as the registered recipient for his shipment.
"Where do you want the load?" He calls out in basic, from about 2 meters above and 20 meters to the side of the groups current location.
"and do you know where I can get some help with repairs. All my engines just failed, but you should have seen these babies when they all fired up on exiting hyperspace." He said, face beaming with excitement as he indicated to the incredibly oversized engines.
"Woowee! Still all out of action now of course. Burned themselves out poor things, and the regs(regular) engines too. Nothing a half-decent mechanic shouldn't be able to handle, still for now i'm left on repulsors."
The rest of the group still had no idea who this purple furred alien might be, nor what "the load" was.
EDIT: How did I do?
If I can't start with a "shipment" of use perhaps just make it military ration bars or something. I don't always trade in the exotic. It's just my preference
"I'll say," Sasha says. "I've never been somewhere such as this." The outlandishness of Lanzar had not reached Sasha before seeing the Justice Pit.
"Ah, Marlu, you've brought the equipment!"
(btw...due to my miscalculations and the fact that Naboo women seem to be well past puberty by 14...Sasha is around 15 or 16...)