Outcast and Outlaw

Everything happened so fast. It was like the whir of a speeder flying passed your window at night. My fellow padawans and I turned to see the troops under our command pointing their weapons at us. The men we had trained so closely with for so long had turned on us so easily. How could this be?? I have always been sensitive in the Force to the feelings of others, but this was something completely different. There was no sense of hate or contempt in carrying out these actions. These men seemed confused and distraught. But there was so little time to do anything, we had to act out and defend ourselves or it was the end for us. Trapper, the captain under our command was the first to fall after making the first shot. But not before he called in reinforcements. One by one they fell… it was the longest and most painful minutes of our lives. But then, Ace threw down his gun and begged for us to forgive him and to spare his life. He kept going between begging and wanting to kill us. It happened about 3 times. It almost seemed as though they were all programmed, from creation, to respond to a certain call code. His next words confirmed that thought. “He called us on the com… told us… to execute Order 66! Arghh, can’t… control it!” After he had slowly started to calm down we heard the low rumble of a planetary march. Something that only our enemies had heard prior to this event. We knew it was for us this time. We told Ace he could only come with us if he left behind his blaster and any other weapons in his possession, along with his helmet and wrist communicator. He grudgingly accepted and we followed Supreme Leader Saav into the back of the Palace where he had a speeder waiting for us and no attendants. We knew then that we were outcast…. that we were outlaws.

The plan then became to infiltrate the Republic Base and shut down all military standing orders for the space port after having enough time to sufficiently heal ourselves from the ordeal. This would then give us time to get in and get out with a ship without being fired upon. Kintui’ and I would infiltrate the base while Marcus and Malik would create a distraction outside with the power generator. We knew this base well since we oversaw the construction of it.

We managed to make it in unnoticed and unseen. We made our way down the dock and through several main corridors before we came to two troopers guarding the hall to the control center. Unfortunately for them, we turned the corner at the moment they were both distracted or not in line of sight. The power had been taken care of just moments before as well so we were quite in our element. So, since both of us were trained in the ways of a Shadow, we took them out at the same time in a single blow. We then dragged them to the door, holding them up like puppets as the door opened. We clearly caught the commander at the station off guard, but he reacted quickly and shot my shoulder making me fall under the weight of the trooper I had slain. I quickly recovered however and followed up with Kintui’s first strike at the commander. He promptly surrendered knowing it would only be a matter of time before he was rescued. Without any delay, we had Kintui’ go to work at trying to disable the standing orders at the space port. I acted as an assistant, but there was very little I actually knew to help out with. Maybe pressing a button here and a button there. Unfortunately my help was to no avail, as the alarm was sounded to put the whole base on high alert because we entered the wrong pass-code. So we tried again…….. that didn’t work too well either. We looked at a tactical display on our screens and saw orders to take out intruders in the command center. So with that I immediately started cutting a hole in the side of the building, telling Kintui’ to keep working, that we won’t make it off this planet alive if she doesn’t get the system offline. As I was working on our escape route, I could hear many explosions and shots being fired. I could also sense the rush that Malik was getting from battle. I knew we had been given a little more time.

I was mere inches away from finishing the escape route, when I heard the alarm shut down. Soon after, I heard Kintui’ say that we are good to go. She had removed the protocol at the space port, and sent the majority of the troops to a location to capture “4 jedi that were spotted leaving the base.” It was a great leap in the right direction.

On the way to the space port, we had decided that it would be best for us to have a small cargo ship if we are to survive. It would give us room to live with privacy and also space to trade and smuggle if necessary. While ordinarily not the fastest ships in the universe, they are far maneuverable than one would think. As we drew near, I found myself thinking this was the first time, as far as I was aware, that any of us had plotted to steal anything.

Looking through the vast array of ships, we stumbled across a YT – 2400 Outrider. The specs were everything we needed, and it appeared to be in good condition. So we approached it and came in contact with a protocol droid who was very insistent we not come any closer. Confidant that we could take the ship without a problem, we marched forward, but not before we heard heavy breathing and the clanking of metal behind us. We turned to see a creature named the Great Max. I could tell right away there was a tremendous amount of pride in his eyes and not just for the ship we were about to impart our needs on. Max asked us what we were doing here and demanded we leave at once if business was not to be conducted. Before any of us could say anything, Marcus told him we were Jedi. Would not have been my first words while being hunted across the galaxy. He seemed to change his tune a little bit and sent the droid up to the ship to get us a few things. The droid returned with a flame thrower and began spraying the dock with fire. I had been caught in the blast because I was too slow to strike the droid down before he could fire. My comrades managed to make quick work of the two escort droids and the Great Max, as well as the flame thrower protocol droid, so they put the flames out on me in a timely fashion. But I managed to suffered some severe burns and it now hurts beyond measure when I try to force my limits.

We boarded the ship, taking it in need. But all of us sat wondering for a while if it was really necessary to kill for it. Was there some other way? As Kintui’ pulled the ship out of the system and put it in autopilot, we looked through the ship for cargo that Max had yet to deliver. We found 3 crates that were fairly heavily reinforced. I could sense much hostility inside one of the crates. I feel as though we are dealing with live cargo as well as the usual cargo types. Per my suggestion, we decided to look through the Captains log to see where these were going, what is in them and where they are going. We thought we might as well make some money illegally in addition to stealing a ship. The log turned out to be easy to find but was locked with a password. So we searched the ship looking for any clues. Malik found a scrap of paper in Max’s room that had the whole password on it. So we wound up being able to get in quickly. Turned out they were going to (enter planet name) and the crates were worth a lot of credits; 500 C for each of the 6 Loth Cats, 1000 C for the crate with nick knacks and keep sakes, and 2000 C for the crate of exotic fruits. This could keep us going for some time if we manage it right. I looked at the group and nodded. Kintui’ then set a course for Corellia. We spent the travel time meditating and recovering.

When we dropped out of hyperspace, we were asked by Republic Patrols to submit to a search of the ship. I was so thankful I was the one at the com when they requested to board. I shudder to think what Malik would have said if he had the rotation. I let them aboard and met them at the door hoping to deceive them enough to turn around and go on their way. That didn’t work however. Instead, they searched the whole ship for traces of jedi and other illegal cargo. Thankfully the commander of the away team was so dense that he didnt recognize any of us as force users or jedi. Even Malik who was not trained in deception at all and wound up leaving his saber out while meditating. We were very lucky today. Let us hope our luck holds out.

We landed on Corellia and as we left the ship we were approached by the person we were to sell the cargo to, Dralla. I could tell she was very upset and felt robbed. She knew that if a smuggler was no longer on his ship, he was likely dead… And it was clear she wanted to make the killing blow on him. We were now stuck in a very awkward situation, and I was left hoping that she didn’t make a scene when we had just arrived and barely touched down with enough time to refuel.

Great Job!

Great job on your adventure log Daniel! Thanks for working on that. How about 10 xp for your work.

The Pre Trials



After finally gaining the trust of their masters the four young jedi have finally been given a mission of their own. It was supposed to be a simple diplomatic mission, but it quickly turned into a rescue and then a world saving operation. More information coming……..

The Pre Trials

Bringing about justice and peace through decisive means have always been the Jedi way; as it is so with the Noghri Tribes. I am thankful to my Master, Plo Koon for finding me as a child and introducing me to the ways of a Jedi so early. He has certainly impressed these values into me as a reinforcement of what my heritage and cause mean.

It wasn’t more than four days ago that Master Plo Koon told me he admired my fast learning and quick blade… that they both matched my wit and temper. He was telling me in his own way that I was ready for the Trials of Knighthood. Two days later I parted from my Master, bearing a shared command of a Battle Cruiser and my own detachments of clone troopers. The mission was to strategize and cooperate with Supreme Leader, Toran Saav on Varoz V in case of a Separatist attack. Once we arrived, however, the Separatists had already began their own negotiations.

Myself and my 3 cohorts dropped from our shuttles with little time to discuss tactics. We had settled on a main infiltration force that involved my team mates as distraction, and a detachment that involved me as a hidden extra force to rescue the Supreme Leader. They completed their frontal assault and neutralized 3 of the droids guarding Saav; giving me the opening i needed to snag him and jump to safety. We managed to escape with minor injuries.

On the way to the Cruisers, Saav tells us to turn arond and head back to his city. The Separatists were launching a full invasion on the city and Saav’s family was still in the palace. He implored us to save them while also mentioning that there was a secret he needed to tell us.

We managed to get in and out of the palace ease. And for good measure, Malik called in some of his own forces to help the City Guard neutralize the threat as we escaped. I watched as we pulled away as many troops died where we could have helped. But Saav had another issue… one that made the skirmish at the palace seem insignificant by far. They whole planet was being blackmailed because of their moon’s history. There were bombs being set in the generator rooms of the moon and we were being dispatched to handle it before we could take in a proper thought. But if we didn’t take care of it, the people on the planet would be doomed to die and/or lose a home so precious to them.

We were dropped off in the moon’s more densely forested area. We could hear voices not long after we were left to our duties. As we approached, we saw a small force of what appeared to be elite troops and a vulture droid. We all knew that we had to take down the droid first or we were toast. Before we could do anything, Malik charged right in and sliced the legs out from under the droid and jumped on his back thrusting his saber into its back. The troops were so startled by this surprise attack that they started blasting at the forest before it registered that there was someone behind them. The rest of us took some of the troops down while Rae took substantial damage. The troops fled to what we figured to be the generator rooms, leaving behind a half responsive vulture droid. I let my focus go for just a second because of the victory, and the droid grabbed me in its pincers and cracked a rib or two. It was extremely uncomfortable. I just turned around and sliced him arms off, finishing him off.

We then ventured deep into the moon where the generators are kept. it was a series of four rooms each with its own generator and problem. Room number one had a single guard. Room number two had two guards. Room number three had one trooper. And room number four had a group of three planting the last bomb. After seeing the bomb and a few suspicious looking wires on the bridge, we decided on each of us taking out each room at the same time. My thinking was that the bridges were rigged to blow if we turned off the bombs. I had seen similar things in my previous missions with Master Plo Koon. Unfortunately I was mistaken… how embarrassing… I could have cost us the mission in that instance. But we didn’t die and I learned a valuable lesson. We did however take substantial damage from the mission. I, myself, took a wound to my back which has now effected my posture… I fear it will make me seem less imposing for the duration of the healing. Aside from that, the bombs were defused and we left the moon intact. And a couple days later, the whole planet threw a celebration in our honor. I had never seen the likes! Decoration, food and joy aplenty! We were genuinely celebrated… a different and welcome change to what the Jedi have been receiving lately since the war with the Separatists.

We were about to be given metals… and as I knelt down, I saw out of the corner of my eye, one of my troopers receiving a communication from what appeared to be Palpatine himself! All I could think of was a new adventure awaited me.

Welcome to your Adventure Log!
A blog for your campaign

Every campaign gets an Adventure Log, a blog for your adventures!

While the wiki is great for organizing your campaign world, it’s not the best way to chronicle your adventures. For that purpose, you need a blog!

The Adventure Log will allow you to chronologically order the happenings of your campaign. It serves as the record of what has passed. After each gaming session, come to the Adventure Log and write up what happened. In time, it will grow into a great story!

Best of all, each Adventure Log post is also a wiki page! You can link back and forth with your wiki, characters, and so forth as you wish.

One final tip: Before you jump in and try to write up the entire history for your campaign, take a deep breath. Rather than spending days writing and getting exhausted, I would suggest writing a quick “Story So Far” with only a summary. Then, get back to gaming! Grow your Adventure Log over time, rather than all at once.


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