USH'S ORIGINAL TRILOGY STAR WARS GAME- Character Conversations Thread

"I doubt that as well," Arvus says. "And you know very well where this, all of this, is going: subjugation of Lanzar, nothing less."

"Heh, fooling around with me isn't going to get you Lanzar, pal. So, really, who's on the way? Stormies? Rylis? Or something else?" he glances around the room again. "How's you drink?"

"Could be better..." Arvus says, sipping the drink. "Oh, you think I need back-up? Why would I need back-up when we're having a friendly drink?"

He gives a sly grin, then downs his drink in a gulp.

"So...how about a bit of sport, old chap?"

"Well, anything would have to be more exciting than drinking with you. What do you have in mind?"

"Oh, it still involves drinking," Arvus says.

(Have you seen Princess Bride?)
"What, you want to try an outdrink me?" he chuckles."Alright."

(Indeed, but not recently)

"Really? You'll play along?" Arvus says, the sly grin still present.

(randomly popping in....Princess Bride is my favorite movie behind Star Wars and I know what scene you're referring to!!!)

((Heehee... one of the best movie ever. I never took Arvus for a Sicilian...))

"Why not." Kyle replies simply, though doesn't return the grin.

As an elongated situation, this conversation has proceeded into the next hour.

The patrons of the bar seem uncomfortable, by the way.

Arvus grins and gets up, walks to the bartender, and hands him a bunch of coins.

"Fifteen shots of Corellian whiskey...each," Arvus says, returning to his table.

"Should we play for stakes, hmm?" Arvus asks Kyle.

"Well, that depends on the stakes."

"If I win, you will tell me what you and your friends are doing here...REALLY doing here...and what was in that convoy," Arvus says. "If you win, I will tell you want to know."

"Well, that's just it. I don't want to know anything. I know you and the Imperials are here to take Lanzar. The diplomatic mission will fail or you will make it fail and the troops will move in." he starts to get worked up. "There will be a battle and Lanzar will fall. You want to know the truth? We're not planning on winning. The only thing I was asking you is: What are you planning on doing about me? And that's not worth the information about the parts we shipped on that convoy."

"Then how about money as your prize?" Arvus says, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, yeah?" Kyle smiles wide, leaning forward. "How much are we talking?"

Arvus grins. "First, let's talk about the coming...oh, invasion, we'll call it. You said you know you and your friends won't win. I'm not going to assume your involvement, but it sounds as if you intend to fight the invasion? That's laughable. You said you don't expect to win, so why fight? I can simply pay you to be an ear for the Empire, and you'd get so much more out of it than helping Drakkon or whatever reason you're here. I know your type...money is how you understand. Tell me, how much is Drakkon paying you?"

Kyle considers what the man has said for a minute. "Well, first of all, they aren't my friends. Second, well as you said it's hopeless, but hopeless raised my 'fee' quite a bit. Drakkon thinks we can help him save his planet. His people hunted Jedi, he said. Surely they can stop a small army." he laughs bitterly. "I know better. That, and this whole thing is starting to be more hassle than the credits are worth. If you can make me a decent offer, I might be able to make both our days. For example, the convoy? It's being locked up, but I know the code. Start the Empire's cash flowing and I'll tell you. If you're good as your word, I know names, locations and plans. I'm not your Emperor's friend, but these people are driving me crazy. If I can get more credits, great." He stops talking, and stares hard into the man's eyes. Maybe this whole thing could work out better than I thought. he thinks to himself.

"Small army, Mr. Ragnor? I don't think you understand who you are dealing with. Three Imperial Star Destroyers can deploy over ten thousand Imperial stormtroopers. That's not a small army, that's three large armies put together to form a war machine that can raze Lanzar to the ground."

Arvus takes a sip of his drink. "And they're not your friends. Just how much is Drakkon paying all of you, hmm?"