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

All joking had left Kyle. "Sorry, I don't bargain that way. If I tell you what I make, I lose out on what you might have gave me. Make a serious offer, or get away from the table."

"I would have to see what my employers would agree to, but I am sure they would be quiet ready to lighten the Emperor's wallet to find evidence. Would ten thousand suffice?"

Kyle ponders for a second, then makes his decision. "That much works. For the code, that is. Ready? I'm only going to say it once:

G-U-B-Y-M-S-S-I-K

He grins. Then chuckles.

"And that's my final offer, Imperial."

Arvus narrows his eyes.

"You're making a mistake, Ragnor," Arvus says. "The Empire has a lot more to offer than that fool Drakkon. I'm guessing Drakkon is paying you more than 10,000 credits? Each?"

Eerin stays at the bar, just within hearing.

"No, you're making the mistake. You're just too simple-minded to see it. We're not here because we're being paid. We're tired of your Emperor running the show. You just can't go around wiping out planets with populations that don't swing your way. And we are going to prove it."
Kyle stand up. "I'm done playing with you, it's just not fun anymore. Good day." With that, Kyle spins around and marches to the door, trusting that Eerin is watching his back as he does.

Eerin will follow Kyle to the door, giving Arvus one last glare before leaving himself.

"[Curious]," Eerin says. "[For a moment I thought you were going to take the money over us.]"

"You might as well join the Rebellion, if you haven't already, Ragnor," Arvus says, keeping his hands on the table. "If you reconsider, you know where to find me..."

Arvus lets them leave, contemplating his next action.

(I assume we return to our own threads, now, since we're done chatting...)

Kyle ignores Arvus completely, and looks at Eerin. "Nah, you should know better than that. We're scoundrels, not scum."

Is this done then?

(I think so, except for what Eerin and Kyle asked for in the Rebel thread.)

Well, now we have a new conversation! Time for the politicos to get to work, as Imperial Commissar Melkor is met in the city by Senator Galahad, with the Duchess Sasha around nearby.

Commisar smiles coldly when Senator enters.

"Senator Galahad, what a pleasant suprise, especially that I started to have an impression that entire Mission tries its best to ignore me. Would you like to drink something with me?"

"Of course, Commissar," Galahad says, setting himself down at Esgabath's table. "Now, my dear Commissar, the Mission is very busy with the proceedings. You know that."

"Indeed, but is Drakkon ready to admit his planet is a part of Imperial Order?"

"Certainly. That is what these negotiations are for, after all. His only worry..." Galahad looks up, as if he could see through the ceiling, to where he know the Star Destroyer must be orbiting. "...is the Destroyer hanging over his city."

"A leader of Imperial World should be proud to have Imperial manouvres on such scale on his world.

Tell me, Senator, what do you think of Andran and Drakkon? And what are your motives for participating in this Mission, since you are not a Comittee member?"- Esgabath studies Galahad, trying to evaluate him.

"Even as a proud member of the Imperial Senate, I would be thoroughly worried if a trio of Star Destroyers were floating in orbit around Thespion."

"As for what I think of Andran and Drakkon. Andran is a very wise, very talented, and very influential member of the Senate. When the mission comes to a close, he will leave all sides satisfied. Lanzar will be unified and the Senate will be most impressed. Drakkon will make a very firm and powerful leader of the Osokans, as they wish him to be. They have already put him in power, after all. Matadan was an inept leader. It just needs to be made official in the eyes of the Senate that Drakkon is, in fact, the Guildmaster of Lanzar."

"Such a firm support of Drakkon from you and Andran, it makes me wonder....." -Commisar smiles slightly, if viciously-

" He is a Tyrant, it seems. He didn`t even allow me to communicate with Guild Masters. Clearly he has many things to hide."

"He must rule with an iron fist, or he would lose control of the Lodges," Galahad affirms. "Such is the position of Guildmaster, and such are the Osokan people. If he was to show weakness, he would be dethroned."

Galahad gets comfortable in his seat.

"And he is afraid, Commissar. His worry is that you will poison the Lodges into rebellion against him. At the moment he has their loyalty, but until the negotiations are through, there is still worry to be had."