TridentOfMirth
2023-07-07, 06:37 PM
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Not the Hope We Were Looking For...
~ A Star Wars Saga Edition Campaign ~
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A spice dealer on some Imperial backwater had the bright idea of getting the local militia hooked on spice. Easy money, he said. Jabba agreed - easy money. He wanted to send your rival Han Solo on the mission but that poodoo brained loser wasn't back yet. Jabba's second, third and fourth picks were all off-world too. That left you and your friends. New smugglers but smugglers nonetheless. The Hutt reluctantly sent you on the mission. Many in the palace took bets on if you would even return alive...
You proved them wrong! Ten crates of spice safely and quietly delivered to the dealer.
Just as the man said, easy money!
You decided to celebrate by heading out to the Mos Eisley Cantina, a local hub for smugglers, star pilots and otherwise shady folk like yourselves. You were flush with money and had a powerful thirst for booze and an equally powerful desire for fun.
You walk into the cantina. It's quieter than usual but, whatever. You take a seat at your usual spot in the corner. Figrin D'an and the Modal Nodes were playing some catchy tunes today. Nice.
Out of the corner of your eye, you see one of your rivals. That smarmy foito Han Solo. Such a wiseass. Total blowhard. He and his Wookie are chatting with some old man and his grandkid. The old man looks to be in his seventies. Probably on death's door. Looking at his skin, the desert has not been kind to him. His grandkid looks like a tooka cat that ate the bluebird. Even from here you can tell the brat is a smug little wretch.
The waitress comes over, asks for your order. Then she leans in and tells you how - right before you arrived - the old man you've been staring at cut off Ponda Baba's arm with a glowing vibro sword! "Can you believe THAT!" she quietly exclaims.
You can't help but chuckle. Ole' Ponda probably deserved it.
You look back over at your rival and the old man. There seems to be a disagreement. The kid starts talking loudly, almost loud enough to where you can hear him over the live music. The old man talks the kid down. Then leans in and talks to that pile of rancor poodoo Han. Both look serious, then Han leans back and smiles. Hmm, looks like they came to a deal. You cannot help but wonder how much that son of a bantha is getting for that job!
Regardless, you let it go. Han missed a bigger pay day. Some old man and his snot nosed kid can't compare! The waitress returns with your drinks. You down some shots and declare that the party has STARTED!
KA----BOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!
The next morning you bolt awake when you hear a massive explosion ring out. You almost fell out of your bed! It was close by, in the space port. You look out your window, smoke is billowing out of Docking Bay... Hmm, which one would that be... Ninety-Four...? Yeah, probably ninety four.
VROOOOOOMMMMMM
An imperial bomber zips overhead at lightning fast speeds.
Why would an Imperial bomber drop some bombs on some smuggler's freighter...? Jabba's not going to like that!
You shrug. Not my swoop, not my race.
You make breakfast. You are just about to sit down and enjoy when...
THUD! THUD! THUD!
Someone knocks on your door. You ignore it.
THUD! THUD! THUD!
It happens again, this time faster and louder. You grunt and get up. You rip the door open, ready to yell at whoever is bothering you but...
You are greeted by an old red & white R5 droid. Beat up looking. Scuffed everywhere. As the local mechanics are known to quip, this little droid's had a hard space lane to fly, clearly!
The droid screeches in binary. He says things so quickly, you can barely parse it out.
You kick the droid and tell it to slow down.
The astromech sighs in binary, before declaring, "Take me to Aladeraan."
https://i.ibb.co/80B6b84/R5.png
As you can tell, this is an "alternate history" of the movie A New Hope. In this universe, a Tie-Bomber drops its payload on docking bay 94 before Han & Chewie could get the Falcon up into the air. Only R2 made it out of the wreckage alive. He is badly damaged, close to death.
No way to blend in or hide.
Luckily, a pilot in a neighboring bay purchased a recently-repaired R5-D4 droid from some wandering Jawas. R2 gives this R5 unit the plans to the Death Star and Princess Leia's desperate message. R5 then scurries off, mere heartbeats before a squad of Stormtroopers burst into the bay and destroy R2-D2.
That R5 droid could not go to his new master for such a mission. His new master was a moisture hauler, carrying water from all the outlying farms, then selling the water in Mos Eisley or Mos Espa for a profit.
No, the droid needed a true band of scum & villainy to aid it. Based on the rumors it gathered, you and your friends just completed a dangerous mission of your own. You were the perfect team to take R5 to Alderaan!
I am an experienced Play By Poster. We all know how this goes, I post the rules for character building, you take the time and effort to roll up a character, then I have to sort through several applicants. Inevitably, some (or even most) applicants don't make it into the game. I want to respect your time, so I will not ask you to roll up a character during recruitment.
Instead, I just want to get a vibe for your character. A feel for them. Tell me about them.
- You are a spice smuggler in the employ of Jabba the Hutt. How did you wind up working for Jabba?
- What did you do before you became a smuggler?
- What is your opinion of the Empire?
- What is your opinion of the Rebellion?
- Everyone has friends and family. Tell me about one of them. Who are they? Are they important? Which planet do they live on?
The party begins play with their own freighter. Please vote for one of the following:
- G9 Rigger (https://swse.fandom.com/wiki/Corellian_G9_Rigger) (You owe 37,125 credits for this ship)
- Barloz-Class Medium Freighter (https://swse.fandom.com/wiki/Corellian_Barloz-Class_Medium_Freighter) (You owe 14,025 credits for this ship)
- YV-545 Light Freighter (https://swse.fandom.com/wiki/Corellian_YV-545_Light_Freighter) (You owe 28,875 credits for this ship)
- YT 1250 (https://swse.fandom.com/wiki/Corellian_YT-1250_Freighter) (You owe 24,750 credits for this ship)
Feel free to suggest a name.
Your group purchased the ship from a used ship salesman in Mos Eisley. Collectively, you had to take out a loan to afford it. We begin at the used price for the ship, then add 10% because you guys were very eager to get your first ship and the salesman smelled blood in the water, as it were. With your most recent smuggling venture, you have successfully paid off a quarter of the price. So your goal is to avoid the repo men and bounty hunters by ensuring you pay off the loan.
Once the applicants are selected, here will be the rules for character creation:
System: Star Wars Saga Edition
Player Count: 4 or 5, maybe 6
Style of Play: A mix of everything!
Allowed Content: Any official Star Wars Saga Edition Book is fine, just make sure anything you select makes sense in the late Dark Times/Early Rebellion era.
Character Creation:
Backstory: Skirt length is fine. The survey questions above basically answered what I wanted to know
Experience: Level 3
Wealth: 500 + 1d4x50 credits.
Ability Scores: 25 points for Planned Generation
Hitpoints/Health: Normal amount + CON at level 1, roll + CON every level there after.
Alignment: The only restriction is to be a team player and your team is your crew, not necessarily the Rebellion or Jabba the Hutt
Other Notes:- No Jedi or Force Powers
- No Wealth Talent or anything like it - you need to earn your credits like a "respectable" smuggler
Linked Threads
- Recruitment 1 (Not the Hope We Were Looking For... [Star Wars Saga Edition])
Not the Hope We Were Looking For...
~ A Star Wars Saga Edition Campaign ~
--__--__--__--__--__--__--__--__--__--__--__--__--__--__--__--__--__--__--__--__--__--__--__--__--
A spice dealer on some Imperial backwater had the bright idea of getting the local militia hooked on spice. Easy money, he said. Jabba agreed - easy money. He wanted to send your rival Han Solo on the mission but that poodoo brained loser wasn't back yet. Jabba's second, third and fourth picks were all off-world too. That left you and your friends. New smugglers but smugglers nonetheless. The Hutt reluctantly sent you on the mission. Many in the palace took bets on if you would even return alive...
You proved them wrong! Ten crates of spice safely and quietly delivered to the dealer.
Just as the man said, easy money!
You decided to celebrate by heading out to the Mos Eisley Cantina, a local hub for smugglers, star pilots and otherwise shady folk like yourselves. You were flush with money and had a powerful thirst for booze and an equally powerful desire for fun.
You walk into the cantina. It's quieter than usual but, whatever. You take a seat at your usual spot in the corner. Figrin D'an and the Modal Nodes were playing some catchy tunes today. Nice.
Out of the corner of your eye, you see one of your rivals. That smarmy foito Han Solo. Such a wiseass. Total blowhard. He and his Wookie are chatting with some old man and his grandkid. The old man looks to be in his seventies. Probably on death's door. Looking at his skin, the desert has not been kind to him. His grandkid looks like a tooka cat that ate the bluebird. Even from here you can tell the brat is a smug little wretch.
The waitress comes over, asks for your order. Then she leans in and tells you how - right before you arrived - the old man you've been staring at cut off Ponda Baba's arm with a glowing vibro sword! "Can you believe THAT!" she quietly exclaims.
You can't help but chuckle. Ole' Ponda probably deserved it.
You look back over at your rival and the old man. There seems to be a disagreement. The kid starts talking loudly, almost loud enough to where you can hear him over the live music. The old man talks the kid down. Then leans in and talks to that pile of rancor poodoo Han. Both look serious, then Han leans back and smiles. Hmm, looks like they came to a deal. You cannot help but wonder how much that son of a bantha is getting for that job!
Regardless, you let it go. Han missed a bigger pay day. Some old man and his snot nosed kid can't compare! The waitress returns with your drinks. You down some shots and declare that the party has STARTED!
KA----BOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!
The next morning you bolt awake when you hear a massive explosion ring out. You almost fell out of your bed! It was close by, in the space port. You look out your window, smoke is billowing out of Docking Bay... Hmm, which one would that be... Ninety-Four...? Yeah, probably ninety four.
VROOOOOOMMMMMM
An imperial bomber zips overhead at lightning fast speeds.
Why would an Imperial bomber drop some bombs on some smuggler's freighter...? Jabba's not going to like that!
You shrug. Not my swoop, not my race.
You make breakfast. You are just about to sit down and enjoy when...
THUD! THUD! THUD!
Someone knocks on your door. You ignore it.
THUD! THUD! THUD!
It happens again, this time faster and louder. You grunt and get up. You rip the door open, ready to yell at whoever is bothering you but...
You are greeted by an old red & white R5 droid. Beat up looking. Scuffed everywhere. As the local mechanics are known to quip, this little droid's had a hard space lane to fly, clearly!
The droid screeches in binary. He says things so quickly, you can barely parse it out.
You kick the droid and tell it to slow down.
The astromech sighs in binary, before declaring, "Take me to Aladeraan."
https://i.ibb.co/80B6b84/R5.png
As you can tell, this is an "alternate history" of the movie A New Hope. In this universe, a Tie-Bomber drops its payload on docking bay 94 before Han & Chewie could get the Falcon up into the air. Only R2 made it out of the wreckage alive. He is badly damaged, close to death.
No way to blend in or hide.
Luckily, a pilot in a neighboring bay purchased a recently-repaired R5-D4 droid from some wandering Jawas. R2 gives this R5 unit the plans to the Death Star and Princess Leia's desperate message. R5 then scurries off, mere heartbeats before a squad of Stormtroopers burst into the bay and destroy R2-D2.
That R5 droid could not go to his new master for such a mission. His new master was a moisture hauler, carrying water from all the outlying farms, then selling the water in Mos Eisley or Mos Espa for a profit.
No, the droid needed a true band of scum & villainy to aid it. Based on the rumors it gathered, you and your friends just completed a dangerous mission of your own. You were the perfect team to take R5 to Alderaan!
I am an experienced Play By Poster. We all know how this goes, I post the rules for character building, you take the time and effort to roll up a character, then I have to sort through several applicants. Inevitably, some (or even most) applicants don't make it into the game. I want to respect your time, so I will not ask you to roll up a character during recruitment.
Instead, I just want to get a vibe for your character. A feel for them. Tell me about them.
- You are a spice smuggler in the employ of Jabba the Hutt. How did you wind up working for Jabba?
- What did you do before you became a smuggler?
- What is your opinion of the Empire?
- What is your opinion of the Rebellion?
- Everyone has friends and family. Tell me about one of them. Who are they? Are they important? Which planet do they live on?
The party begins play with their own freighter. Please vote for one of the following:
- G9 Rigger (https://swse.fandom.com/wiki/Corellian_G9_Rigger) (You owe 37,125 credits for this ship)
- Barloz-Class Medium Freighter (https://swse.fandom.com/wiki/Corellian_Barloz-Class_Medium_Freighter) (You owe 14,025 credits for this ship)
- YV-545 Light Freighter (https://swse.fandom.com/wiki/Corellian_YV-545_Light_Freighter) (You owe 28,875 credits for this ship)
- YT 1250 (https://swse.fandom.com/wiki/Corellian_YT-1250_Freighter) (You owe 24,750 credits for this ship)
Feel free to suggest a name.
Your group purchased the ship from a used ship salesman in Mos Eisley. Collectively, you had to take out a loan to afford it. We begin at the used price for the ship, then add 10% because you guys were very eager to get your first ship and the salesman smelled blood in the water, as it were. With your most recent smuggling venture, you have successfully paid off a quarter of the price. So your goal is to avoid the repo men and bounty hunters by ensuring you pay off the loan.
Once the applicants are selected, here will be the rules for character creation:
System: Star Wars Saga Edition
Player Count: 4 or 5, maybe 6
Style of Play: A mix of everything!
Allowed Content: Any official Star Wars Saga Edition Book is fine, just make sure anything you select makes sense in the late Dark Times/Early Rebellion era.
Character Creation:
Backstory: Skirt length is fine. The survey questions above basically answered what I wanted to know
Experience: Level 3
Wealth: 500 + 1d4x50 credits.
Ability Scores: 25 points for Planned Generation
Hitpoints/Health: Normal amount + CON at level 1, roll + CON every level there after.
Alignment: The only restriction is to be a team player and your team is your crew, not necessarily the Rebellion or Jabba the Hutt
Other Notes:- No Jedi or Force Powers
- No Wealth Talent or anything like it - you need to earn your credits like a "respectable" smuggler
Linked Threads
- Recruitment 1 (Not the Hope We Were Looking For... [Star Wars Saga Edition])