|Our winning post comes from Bart, congratulations. For posterity, Greg provided a nice write up as well, and John gave us an outline.
"So you inquire more about the Jedi and the Great War between Empire and Rebellion? To satiate your thirst for knowledge on the subject I pass this history onto you, as this is a small portion of a larger story that must be told. This is the first of many sound recorders entrusted to me by my father, one of the last remaining Jedi Chroniclers to live before the near extinction of his order. I hope it may enlighten you as to the pathway our Galaxy has ventured down to reach this point."
The senate was in a state of unrest and Senator Palpatine had effectively taken control of our governing body through his political manipulation. Many of the Jedi Knights had been slaughtered at the hands of the Senators men, and Bail Organa
, one of the most vocal opponents of the Senator was in retreat. Most of the padawan were been sent off by their masters to avoid the oncoming slaughter with a vague mission to find a link to a blue diamond. Told to keep their identities hidden to avoid the rising Empire's soldiers and maintain anonymity, two of our young padawan had reportedly teamed with a group of six other companions to better their chances of success.
Wisely, the two padawan, a Zabrak and a Pau'an, elected to diversify their group so that they would be able to handle nearly any situation without too much alarm. They enlisted the help of three nobles of Ithorian, Pau'an and Human descent, a Duros scout, a Scoundrel of a Human, and a lethal Wookie soldier. Together these eight landed on the remote space station Sel Zonn high above Brentaal looking to avoid confrontation.
Unfortunately, the party was greeted with cold shoulders and even colder glances. The station was largely populated by humans, and the presence of so many aliens together was alarming to the upper crust. Thinking quickly to avoid too much scorn, the scoundrel, known as Malorn Kreel, accessed the computer system, and found a nearby cantina for the group to duck into for refuge. Inside the cantina, the group ordered food, only receiving water to the dismay of several of the hungry travelers. No matter, the time for eating was short-lived as they heard shots fired outside and suddenly a female dashed into the bar, quickly followed by three imperial naval officers. Startled by the noise, the Ithorian, Doremar Ros, jumped under the table while the others stared in suspect of the woman until she muttered a word of needing help and offering money to several of the companions. The companions jumped to the aid of the woman and began dealing with the imperials. While strategically ducking for cover under the table, several fighters caught glimpse of three humans at a table across the bar that looked less startled and more interested in their weapons than most of the other customers. During battle, the imperials and their allies injured Oret Doha, our Pau'an Padawan, and specifically targeted Malorn for his defection and sympathies toward these aliens, and eventually rendered him unconscious. During the altercation, the Zabrak Padawan, cloud of mystery still surrounding him, instinctively used his control of the force to bring a weapon within his range of grasp. Unfortunately, several of his companions took note, and suspicions began to rise about this formerly 'unarmed' traveler… Would this lack of trust unravel them?
Immediately following the demise of the imperials and the human mercenaries, the group heard the ale swinger behind the bar calling for more help on his comm, so deciding it best to take flight from the place, the group gathered their injured and sought refuge in the mysterious woman's quarters. There it was revealed that her name was Maya and she was a security officer close to Senator Bail Organa. She was in the station on a mission to recover a slab of carbonite containing very important prisoner. She refused medical attention from the group and instead pleaded that they recover the cargo for her and get it safely to a ship waiting in orbit since her presence was known, making it impossible for her to recover it. A droid named Switch in section V14 of the space station that was under construction at the time. and off limits to anyone outside of imperial personnel purportedly held the cargo they sought, and needed to return to Maya and her ship The Banshee. Ever quick with the computer, Malorn accessed the terminal again and while searching for a black market determined the off-limits sector was a thinly veiled ruse to keep law-abiding humans out of this restricted area. The group decided to split up to reach the destination as they were likely being sought for questioning about the recent scuffle, and several smaller groups of aliens would be far less suspect than their large group.
Arriving in the forbidden section of the space station, the companions regrouped and searched for Switch, quickly finding his storage facility. The group traveled to meet with him, and discuss recovery of the item in question. After some negotiation, Switch insisted on a price that the allies were unwilling to pay at first. Fortunately, it was revealed that Doremar and his Pau'an Noble friend, Kalyn Donos, were rather wealthy indeed. Splitting the cost between the two of them was a small drop in the bucket and threatening Wookie shouts from Wikket (SW) and abnormally wider-eyed glares from the Duros scout, Blick Blag, convinced the two to part with their money. Just as quickly as they agreed to Switch's price though, the group heard shots fired yet again outside and in walked a large group of armed men with their leader demanding a share of profits from the droid. The group, not wanting to lose their chance to recover the cargo determined their best choice was to maintain the safety of Switch for their own needs. Frag grenades thrown and burst shots fired, many of the intruders had fallen when suddenly and with conviction, the boss bellowed out. With one simple phrase, Switch's men indeed 'switched' their alignment, as the highest bidder had spoken! Handling the situation in stride the unlikely band of fighters made short work of the boss and his turncoats and focused their attention on convincing Switch to part with the information they needed.
Without his numerous guards, his negotiating advantage was negated and Switch offered the location and the entry codes for the cargo willingly. Unfortunately, Switch put the cargo in the most unlikely place the imperials might look: right under their noses in a storage locker on a heavily guarded sector of the base! Knowing that the alien members of the group could not easily stroll into a heavily guarded higher-class section of the spaceport, Malorn and the noble human, Ely Bissex, utilized some of the fine fabrics Switch had stored and dressed themselves appropriately to enter the locker area and extract this vital cargo.
While Ely and Malorn traveled to the higher decks, the others waited eagerly for word through comm link that the humans had secured what they needed. Arriving at the locker, the two humans discovered that it had been blasted open and the contents removed. Imperial troopers questioned the humans, and while Malorn may have had success in card games prior to this, it was proved that his verbal deceptions were no match for the keen instruments used to measure biorhythms in the prototype helmet atop the head of the stormtrooper who confronted him. (In truth when Malorn bluffed he had an expression that I once heard described as being 'hidden as well as lightsabers extending from the ears.') The officers began taking the humans in question to lockup and while in transit, Ely covertly flipped on the comm unit hoping that his compatriots might hear the exchange between the troopers and the pair. Thinking quickly, Malorn put his body's physical acting skills to the test where his facial bluffing skills failed. He faked a seizure. For ten minutes.
Hearing of the faux medical condition the six others made haste toward the upper region of the base to run interference with the soldiers taking this scoundrel to the medical bay. Arriving just prior to the medical droids called by the Troopers, the group successfully convinced everyone that they were indeed 'doctors.' Yes, all of them. Yes, even the Wookie. (As we learned later, the empire deployed most of the mentally challenged or mutated Storm Troopers to the fringe planets and stations.) After moving out of the center of the floor and getting to a more secluded location the heroes made their move. They quickly and as quietly as possible dispatched the escorting officers and two more standing guard down the hallway from them, and then jumped into a turbolift and took it down.
The group found their destination to be most fortunate upon exiting the elevator. Directly in front of them, piloted by a trooper was their cargo on a sled. Never mind that the room was guarded by storm troopers, the group bravely exited the lift and promptly began their assault! Alarms sounding and trooped alerted, several tunnels leading into the main room would certainly lead to a capture if the group did not act fast! The group signaled Maya to bring the ship through the comm she had given them and Malorn promptly closed and locked the corridor door closest to the lift, while others made their way toward the cargo systematically taking down stoomtroopers. This was a battle of attrition as several members of the party fell unconscious during the fight, and in stunning fashion, our brethren had to unsheathe their lightsabers to help deter the enemy forces. Suspicions of the Jedi among them were confirmed and the group felled the last immediate threat as a ship landed on the dock with cargo door open. They loaded the fallen near the cargo onto it and drove them to the ship, while dragging others unconscious to the ship.
Their exit made just in time, they could only hope this was the right ship. In their haste, the fighters neglected to check for markings designating this as the Banshee. You ask what of the two outed Jedi, and the injured, and the prisoner still in carbonite? Well, that is a story best told in due time…