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

"Life is harsh in this place nowadays, I assume. But you must be tough man to run this place Marshall. And certainly not stupid." -Speaks Gallador casually.

"Do you have some quality wine here?"- He asks the barman.

"Wine... not so much. We've got a drink that only 1 in 5 species can consume without having a heart attacl! We're quite proud of it here."

Dak blinks. "You wouldn't happen to know which species can, would you?" He glances around at the bottles.

"Hell no! That's all part of the fun in trying it!

"Incidentally, we also have the finest heart attack treatment centre in this sector of space. Which admittedly ain't saying much but it's still better than anywhere in this region!"

Gallador is propably not very good at drinking suped strong drinks, I quess?

Not the type of risk you normally like to take.

"And here I thought this was a planet with intelligent life..." Dak mumbles under his breath, taking another drink of his Flaming Wookiee.

Gallador shakes his head.

"Well, I would prefer a lighter drink, actually, I hope you are not foolish enough to try to poison us." He turns back to Zorin.

"Definately, maintaining order in place like this seems to be an impossible task. No surprise that your Deputies ended bossing people around at their whim." Gallador remembers that he despised people like this when he encountered them on his mission, back as at the Jedi...of course, it was long ago and he has changed so much that he hardly could recognize himself.

Originally posted by General Kaliero
"And here I thought this was a planet with intelligent life..." Dak mumbles under his breath, taking another drink of his Flaming Wookiee.

"Did you? I was unsure about that since we landed..."

"What can I say? I'm overly optimistic."

"Well now, I guess you folks aren't here for the sceenry. If you've got business to discuss, how about we do it in my office?"

Originally posted by Ushgarak
"Well now, I guess you folks aren't here for the sceenry. If you've got business to discuss, how about we do it in my office?"

Gallador will look around on the way, trying to see how many dangerous people were left in this town.

Zarin didn`t mind taking him man hostage that much?

Zorin starts to step over the remnants of the bar.

"You're right, of course," he says. "It's reaaaaaaal difficult running a place these days. You just cannot find people to rely on! Hey!" he says, as he walks past the loudmouth. "Charging people tax just for landing? For shame! You're fired!" He plucks the Deputy star away from the moaning figure. "I mean, what is the Universe coming to when people you trust abouse that trust so? Sad reflection of these times, I reckon."

Dak follows Zorin, still holding his bottle. "Sad reflection indeed. And then attacking us with you right in the room, watching..."

Originally posted by Ushgarak
Zorin starts to step over the remnants of the bar.

"You're right, of course," he says. "It's reaaaaaaal difficult running a place these days. You just cannot find people to rely on! Hey!" he says, as he walks past the loudmouth. "Charging people tax just for landing? For shame! You're fired!" He plucks the Deputy star away from the moaning figure. "I mean, what is the Universe coming to when people you trust abouse that trust so? Sad reflection of these times, I reckon."

"Yeah, things aren't what they used to be. Can we talk about our business now, please?"

"It seems that it isn`t good day for you, my friend. Still, you should appreciate my mercy in not taking your life. Of course, my mercy is not without price, so now you work for me or I will have to make a painful example out of you. You may not regret this if you do well. I have great plans for the future." - Explains Gallador to the fired deputy. He will try to use his Leadership and Presence force powers to intimidate that guy and make him awed of our great power.

"Gallador, shut up..." Rianna says, rolling her eyes.

Well, Gallador took that guy aside and he would very much not being interrupted.

Edit- "He is my prisoner, I would do what I want with him, you can kill others if you want"- He whispers to Rianna.

Zorin leads you out the building, across the street, and into the Marshall's office, which doubles, triples and quadruples as a lot of other things. This place is a strange mix of primitive building tech and advanced electrical equipment; credit machines, an interstellar relay, computers and the like.

He drops into the chair behind his desk and reclines.

"That's better," he says.

"So. What the hell brings you all here?"