STAR WARS: RETROSPECTION- Descent

"I was, but you seem to have decided against taking me on. Though, perhaps you will reconsider, now you know what how useful I could be to you"

I have a lying score of 2

Charisma + Lying gives Con a pool of 6. Rolling 1, 2, 4, 5, 5, and 6 gives Con three successes.

"So you really do wish to join?" she asks skeptically. "I did not think a Jedi could dabble in such things..."

"I have not been a Jedi in a long time" Con says truthfully but goes on to say "I don't care about the politics on this planet, Joon didn't have a job for me, so I will go to his competition, it's all the same to me"

The old woman smiles horribly.

"Come with me," she says. She hops off of her stool and steps through a veil, into the back of the market.

I will follow her inside.

The back room is a great contrast from the simplistic produce market. You are met with the sight of a bank of computers that takes up one wall of the small room, and there is a desk with filing cabinets against the other two. The old woman sits at the desk.

"Name?" she asks.

"Con Gordo" he says.

She jots down your name on a datapad, then hands it to you.

"Fill out the information," she says.

The datapad lists a great deal of requests for personal information- physical attributes, thumb prints, birthday, etcetera- as well as for skills that you have.

Con takes the datapad and jots down his information.

Are you providing fully accurate information or softening the edges a bit?

Originally posted by Captain REX
Are you providing fully accurate information or softening the edges a bit?

I provide my stats and skills accurately.

Accurately it is.

"And sign here," she indicates, at the bottom of the form.

I sign the document and give it to back to her.

She smiles again, then hands you a slip of paper with an address on it.

"Go there to pick up your uniform," she says. "Hand them the paper. And here."

She gives you another of those communicator devices.

"I have a feeling you will not need to be equipped with a firearm?"

"I should be alright", Con says to the old lady after receiving the slip of paper and his communicator. He then leaves the market to go to the address in the that was written down..

And it is there that you receive your Syndicate uniform, hidden amongst the rest of the clothes at the drycleaners that you go to. It is illegal to own the uniform you now have, but who is going to stop you on Luon? The Syndicate is in control.

Arriving back at your apartment, you find Clarion waiting for you, sitting on your bed. She does not have her pipe in her mouth. Her eyes are closed.

"I trust it went well?" Clarion asks.

"Perhaps. I will have to see where it leads. What have you been doing, Master Breshene?"

"I have been in communication with my friends, and they are pleased to hear that you wish to help us," Clarion says.

"Who are your friends, if I may ask?"

Clarion smiles.

"I am surprised you did not ask the first time," Clarion says. "My associates are Jedi Knights, like ourselves, that have left the Jedi Order to bring justice to parts of the Galaxy where it is sorely needed. A group of Renegade Jedi led by Xeth Tam."

Xeth Tam is not a name you recognize, Con.