USH'S STAR WARS GAME- CAMPAIGN II EPISODE IV (DARK SIDE)- Destiny

"If it's any consolation, Rand, I am sure Azarl fears you"

Gallador shakes his head, and moves intense gaze around all the others.

"Why do bicker over past of the time? If you want to be more than mercenaries for Lady Adelmo you need me and Rand, and we need you, my brave warriors. Now, can we get back to our plans?"

Hey, Melkor, I was wondering if Tanic was included in your meeting - just wanna make sure if he knows about the visions.

"I don't care how many Epireans we take, nor what we pose as when we arrive. I just don't want too many of them on my ship, breaking things and stinking up the place," he says, grinning at the argument. Then, as Relle leaves, he turns to Rianna, "Ouch. Looks like she's snatching hearts left and right... Jealous?"

Yes, Tanic was in.

Well, did we settle everything or what are we waiting for? (said Bardock, trying to hide his excitement)

"Jealous? Not much to be jealous of..." Rianna replies to Tanic.

And I think that, beyond deciding who's going to go on what ship and some sort of vague story (like, where we came from etc) just in case, not much else we need to do.

"She only says that because she's never given me a chance," Dak says to Tanic nonchalantly.

How many ships would be take?

Do we need all of them?

"You're right, Dak," Rand snarls. "I have been deprived of my chance to experience such a situation, by you ignorant fools! Of all you uncivilized cretins, only Galder understands what it means to respect power and authority! Kuylen branded it on his mind! The rest of you are worthless criminals who murdered your Masters. You destroy authority and supplant it with nothing! Nothing!"

"And are you any better, Rand? No. You're not! Or shall I remind you again why we decided that we would not accept you as leader?" Rianna replies. "Stop acting like you're so superior to the rest of us, because you are not."

Probably not, we have like...5 ships now?

Things do pretty much seem settled to me. But to maintain at least some measure of timing with the other threads, I'll actually put you on your way tomorrow.

Well if they'd post more, this wouldn't be a problem...

"You would not accept any leader, Rianna," Rand snarls. "Just ask Myraline."

Rianna simply stares at Rand in silence for a moment, somehow turning even paler than usual.

"Yes, let's. I'm sure the only thing she'd be surprised about, with where I am now, is the fact that I'm still alive." she snaps back, fighting back the sudden urge to draw and ignite her lightsabers and leap across the room at Rand.

Dak takes a cautious step away from Rianna as she pales, realizing this is no longer his conversation.

"Indeed," Rand says. "Myraline would find you predictable. I sense your fury, Rianna. Do not think that you can hide it from me. Come, strike at me! See what happens."

Rand places his hand on his lightsaber, ready to utilize the weapon for his own defense.

"Everyone here knows what would happen, Rand." Rianna replies in a low voice. "And the Force would not save you again."

Con slowly moves into a position where he can be reasonably safe, but still observe should it come to a fight, which, incidentally, he'd very much enjoy to witness.

Dak's hand twitches, ready to eject a saber from its gauntlet. If it comes to fighting...

"Are you so sure, Rianna?" Rand asks.

"Perhaps before the Citadel, I wouldn't have been so sure but now...? There's not much of a question, old cripple." Rianna says. "And who would side with you anyway? Gallador? Maybe Azarl? That's it."