STAR WARS: RETROSPECTION- Chains

Restraints would help with the overall 'He is our captive' approach. Not strictly necessary, though. Emso also hands over his pistol to you, for appearances and safe-keeping.

Have to feel kind of sorry for him, let's hope we can keep him safe.

Vlad's going to give the best intimidating look he can muster up and escort Wentar and Emso out of the ship.

Hmmm, I think we can do with out the restraints. We can pull the whole 'What the hell can he do anyway?' dealie. Wentar will keep Emso's pistol with him.

Indeed. We will disembark the ship and let these grunts greet us.

Of the assortment of tough-looking aliens that have come to meet you, one very slender one with a pistol slides through them and up to you.

"Got a docking permit?" he asks. Before you can answer, he goes on. "I've never seen you around here, so it isn't likely. I'll be expecting payment to keep your ship safe and, to make sure you get a permit, you might want to tip me."

Those thugs with him snicker.

Uh-oh... Perhaps try to intimidate him? Or not risk it and pay up...

Talking our way out of this all they way! I don't think we have enough money left anyway.

"Ah, this old trick," Wentar says, smirking. "How about we skip this whole boring contest of who can out intimidate who and go our separate ways? Because you slipped up right off the bat, you see if we really did need a docking permit then, without one, we wouldn't have been allowed to dock in the first place."

He shakes his head in disappointment. "Honestly, thugs these days aren't what they use to be," he says to Vlad.

The slim alien loses the confident grin and sneers at you, shoving the tiny pistol in your face.

"I'm here to collect whether you like it or not," he snarls. "Fork over the slave and your credits or I'll take your head off."

"You do that and my associate here will be taking your head off too," Wentar growls back, hopefully at that point Vlad has his rifle trained at the slim alien's slimy face. "I assure you he is a very good shot. Is it really worth dieing to get a simple slave and a few lousy credits? If it is then you are obviously a very desperate man."

Wentar will glare past the gun straight into the thugs eyes. He has no time for this.

Actually hold that thought for a second. I'd like to Scan him first. No force point.

As soon as the alien points the pistol at Wentar's face, Vlad raises his rifle and pokes the end of the gun to the alien's neck. "It's not even a question of being a good shot... If you do anything, the chances are near definite that your going to die. Your goon friends over there, I would say they'd be shot seconds later. Think about it, pal"

If Wentar goes with his plan, an intimidation roll.

Wentar- he didn't seem to expect trouble from you, your Scan says. Vlad passes the Intimidation roll. Athletes are rather good at that sort of thing, since they look the part.

The alien raises his pistol.

"Fine, have it your way," he says, backing off. His thugs laugh at him as they slink off to cause mischief elsewhere.

"I don't like this," Emso says.

Wentar puts a smirk on for show as the thugs back off. He raises a questioning eyebrow at Emso when he speak us.

Vlad grunts as he lowers his rifle.

He looks over at Emso, smiling. "Well, may the force be with us"

"I guess," Emso says. "I feel like we are being careless in coming straight here."

"Where else could we have gone?" Wentar asks, keeping an eye out for anyone listening in. "This was our last lead into finding Altar and the Trikistani Slaves."

"I know, but..." Emso starts, then stops. "Nevermind. Let's go."

"What is it, Emso?" Wentar asks, curious about what other ideas Emso has.

"It's a bit late. I feel like we could have prepared more. Found a more subtle route into the Seat. It looks like a lot of people come here. Someone could have told us something, if we'd looked. I'm sure it's not THAT secret."

Emso shrugs.

"As I said, we're already here, though."

"In all honesty I didn't think we would have been able to find any information," Wentar says. "Though I admit I may have been pretty hasty about coming here... I guess I'm getting a little desperate in finding Altar."

I have to admit I'm pretty stumped on where to go now. Perhaps we should go find an information terminal? Or a seedy bar like place to hear gossip and get a feel for this place.

Hmm... I doubt there are information centers around here. The bar sounds like a good idea. We should just hang out there for a bit and find out all the information we could.