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The YV-666's landing struts groaned as Pron guided the freighter into Kwenn Space Station's underbelly. Through the viewport, the grime-streaked docking bay stretched before them—a cavern of flickering work lights and mismatched hull plates welded haphazardly over decades of patch jobs. No customs ...

Kwenn Station is a spacers’ haven, home to thousands of sentients catering to those frequenting the space lanes. Everything from luxury liners to slave ships, Imperial Star Destroyers to pirate frigates, and corporate cruisers to independent freighters stop to refuel here before entering or exiting ...

Nar Shaddaa, nicknamed the "Smuggler's Moon," was the notorious moon of the planet Nal Hutta, homeworld of the Hutt species. It was home to a large criminal underworld dominated by bounty hunters and Hutt crime lords. An ecumenopolis, the entire surface of Nar Shaddaa was covered in urban sprawl ...

The Imperial shuttle hung in the void like a durasteel spider waiting for its web to tremble. Its running lights pulsed steady green—no emergency strobes, no erratic power fluctuations. Just the steady, predatory creep of a vessel that knew exactly how damaged it wasn't. Then it accelerated.

Pron's ...

If Coruscant had a dark twin, it would be the moon named Nar Shaddaa. The Smuggler’s Moon is a smog-filled, massive city and the center of commerce in Hutt Space. Its lush jungles and sparkling oceans were long ago wiped away to feed the endless appetite of Hutt ambition. The skies above Nar Shaddaa ...

The Silent Shadow smelled like recycled sweat and stale engine coolant—a far cry from the Nebula Raptor's lingering scent of citrus and smuggled spices. Spanner pressed his forehead against the viewport, watching Geonosis' rust-colored horizon swell through the scratched transparisteel. No pirate ...

The workshop lights flickered as Imik powered down the last diagnostic rig, the scent of ozone and freshly-polished durasteel lingering in the air. Seng leaned against the doorframe, his scarred fingers tapping a restless rhythm against his thigh—the only tell that betrayed his impatience.

FL-AR3 ...

This is a brief detail of how the group funds were split up for the purpose of the six characters going forward together as a team.

Going in:
Vagrant Crew (pre-Koraz) - 3373 credits
Archelon Crew - 5591 credits

Ranem Tiiv payment (after expenses) = 6000 (1000 each)

2700 credits are going ...

Flush with the success of the mission to steal back the data cylinder that Tora Ninn and the late Dr. Gena Tann had uncovered, the team returned to the secret research facility where they originally met up with Irdis. The Chiss doctor and his benefactor, and their customer, Ranem Tiiv, would be ...

"Foontah." The Huttese word essentially translated to 'satisfactory'. It indicated that Roona had the stolen data cylinder in hand and it was time to make their departure.

Koraz felt the lift decelerate before the indicator flashed—three floors to lobby level, two more seconds of contained breath ...

Koraz's comm buzzed twice against his ribs—the patterned vibration signaling an incoming security directive. His Iktochi horns twitched slightly beneath the deep red security tunic as he listened to the incoming instructions: Random sweep. Gala floor. Immediate. His partner, the Rodian named Bhazzo ...

"Body going Special Collections. Somebody hide body."

The words came over the group's encrypted comms, momentarily starling most of the group. Spanner's fingers tightened around the serving tray as the comm message crackled through his earpiece. He didn't react outwardly—years of smuggling had ...

There was a ghost in the gallery. Some jobs required silence. Others demanded blood. This one, Roona predicted as she visually traced the hidden security door’s edge, was the kind that likely asked for both. She exhaled, counting the seconds between patrol sweeps. Above her, the gala’s muffled ...

Koraz leaned against the obsidian pillar near the turbolifts, watching Bhazzo Wakk's chrono tick toward break rotation with the patience of a hunting sand panther. The Rodian security guard's scaled fingers drummed against his thigh—one minute forty-three seconds overdue. Typical. The Betu Symphonic ...

Meanwhile -

The Togruta's fingers trailed down Xander's forearm, her fingernails catching delicately on the crisp white fabric of his catering uniform. "You have such steady hands for a human," she murmured, her breath warm against his ear as she leaned in to retrieve her drink. The scent of her ...

The deep red tunic itched against Koraz's shoulders—too clean, too new, smelling of industrial detergent and the faintest hint of Rodian sweat from whatever poor bastard had worn it before security reassigned uniforms. He adjusted the comm earpiece again, the device clicking against his cranial ...

Rodian Interfreight, owned and managed by Bollin the Grey, was a large shipping and manufacturing corporation in the Tyrius system and the chief business rival of Tyrius Sysworks Syndicate. While they maintained a headquarters in parts unknown, they did have a substantial presence in the Market ...

The hovertruck's patched-up repulsors whined as they approached Karsteeku's domed silhouette—a blister of durasteel and transparisteel rising from the mangroves. Karsteeku was a domed, medium-sized city on the planet Rodia. The surrounding environment was characterized by a hot, humid climate ...

Wealth. Power. Many dream of the situation in life that they can not afford. They yearn for the glitz and the glamour of the lifestyle. However, one never makes it to the top of the heap without accruing a few enemies – often very substantial nemeses.

There’s a certain dance that must be done ...

Pron's voice rang out, concern evident in the words. "Distress call went out before we shut them down. Devastator's going to be dumping TIEs most likely. I'm guessing we have about eight minutes at the most."

Spanner's fingers froze mid-button-press on the rear turret controls. "Eight minutes?" His ...

The shuttle's engines coughed to life with a shudder that vibrated through the deck. Spanner shoved the Mirialan fugitive into a jumpseat hard enough to make the embroidered jacket tear further. "Strap in or become wall decor when we pitch," he snapped, already moving to secure FL-AR3's shuddering ...

The skiffs' repulsors hissed to a near-silent idle as Roona and Pron guided them behind the last stand of mangroves before the clearing. The foliage here was thinner, bleached pale by the reflected glare of durasteel landing lights. Koraz's horns scraped against a low branch as he leaned forward ...

Koraz's fingers twitched against his blaster grip—that itch behind his horns again, the one that tasted like ionized air before a lightning strike. His nostrils flared as he scanned the mangroves, the scent of rotting vegetation and blaster scorch suddenly too thick, too loud . "We're out of time ...

With the Rodians having chased the team back to the skiffs, the crew of the Vagrant took back the advantage by destroying one skiff and driving off in the remaining two. The Rodian hunters' screams curdled into impotent rage as Roona's skiff carved through the mangroves, its repulsor wash flattening ...

Elsewhere, Spanner froze mid-step at the distant *crack-thump* of blasterfire echoing through the mangroves. His head whipped toward Pron—the Sullustan's broad ears were already swiveling like radar dishes, his stubby fingers tightening around his own blaster. "That's Xander's grenade," Spanner ...

Koraz leaned in close to the Trandoshan, his voice barely audible over the skiff's engine. "Keep your claws steady, my friend. If we stumble on 'our' people in this kriffing swamp, I'll signal." His thumb tapped his blaster's grip twice—their agreed code. Tes'serak's slit pupils dilated, then ...

Roona stated what everyone else was likely thinking: "Moxo’s ‘live targets’ not any sentients," she whispered. "Probably our missing friends." The implication hung like the swamp’s miasma. The crew of the Vagrant, the ship itself still, hopefully, waiting in berth on gantry AB14 of Trellik Hive on ...

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Notice a single important point in the ongoing conflict, such as the location of a blast door's control panel or a weak point on an attack speeder ...

During a character's turn, the character can perform one action and one maneuver. The character can also suffer two strain to perform one additional maneuver, as long as they do not perform more than two maneuvers during their turn.

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The group formed up once back at the hunting camp in Spanner's room in the dormitory. Pron perched on the narrow bunk, while Roona leaned against the soundproofed wall. FL-AR3 stood motionless by the door, photoreceptors dimmed to low-frequency pulses. Xander and Koraz stood nearby.

Xander started ...

Eventually the evening festivities ended and a night expedition was offered. All of the Vagrant's crew joined in, along with Tes-serak, Renn, Mimana and the Goll's. One skiff took Koraz, Spanner, Tes and Mimana. The second away was FL-AR3, Xander and the Golls. The third skiff to depart carried Renn ...

More guests kept arriving, some less noticeable and some more so, like the human couple who stepped into the lodge like they were expecting to be honored guests. Talem Goll announce himself in trying to make small talk with whomever would listen. It was easy to overhear that he is from the Core ...

The crew of the Archelon has all now split up and gone on to other exploits.
Here is a recap of the various members:

Xander Churr - After Black Sun event, met Cohr Gent, then was smuggled off Coruscant with Roona to Tatooine and met up with crew of the Vagrant.

Ymira Renin - After Black Sun ...

Rodia stands in stark contrast to Tatooine. It has wide-open expanses of blue sea, but even more noteworthy are sprawling jungles and swamps in all shades of green. It's no secret that the Rodians are a species with a proud hunting tradition. For millennia they've established their reputations as ...

Xander activated the comm he held and contacted the Nebula Raptor. It was still in dock at Landing Bay Besh. Venlana answered the call.

Venlana's voice crackled through the comm with the smooth, measured cadence of someone who'd negotiated a thousand backroom deals. "You're lucky we're still ...

While waiting for the shuttle to reach it's destination, the group heads back to the cantina. Along the way, Spanner stops at the doctor's building again and has a brief conversation with the medical droid, FX-779. This series was often referred to as 'Fixits'. The FX-series was designed with ...

The plan was formed. FL-AR3 tilted its photoreceptors toward Koraz. "Clarification required: Distraction parameters." The droid's servos whined as it leaned forward, drink forgotten. "Do you prefer structural damage, auditory disruption, or biological incapacitation?"

Koraz's eye twitched once. "We ...

Kilian Asteeds was gone. Apparently taken by the men of Malan Thule, the notorious bounty hunter who had quite the established enterprise. However the target had not been Kilian, but rather, apparently, the youth Dirk Yutani, commonly known as Spanner. By the time Pron, Spanner and Koraz managed to ...

Bargos the Hutt - runs group in Mos Espa. Archelon team helped him gain position by blackmailing Thrakba the Hutt. Zavi's sibling is indebted to Bargos and so is Ymira.

Teemo the Hutt - runs Mos Shutta. Roona had a bounty from him due to a gambling debt. The group paid it to Kel Daro, a ...

Koraz's boot scuffed against the permacrete as he paused beneath the jagged awning of a junk shop. The twin suns hadn't yet fully crested Mos Shuuta's skyline, casting long shadows that twisted the alleyways into grasping fingers. His horns tingled—that old Iktochi instinct—as a speeder bike roared ...

Five figures emerged from the shadows ahead, blasters already leveled. Their armor wasn’t uniform—patched together from scavenged plating and Hutt enforcer gear—but the insignia stenciled on their pauldrons was unmistakable: Thule’s sigil, a twisted nexu claw. The leader, a scarred Devaronian ...

The unusual droid's photoreceptors flared as Spanner sat up, rubbing his face. "I'm alive," Spanner muttered. He blinked at FL-AR3. "You didn't have to babysit me."

FL-AR3's servos whirred softly. "Babysitting implies incompetence," he replied, and gestured toward the untouched glass of blue milk ...

The neon buzz of Baba Yaga’s flickered against Kilian’s knuckles as he drummed them on the table. Aurek’s bay would be locked down tighter than a Hutt’s vault after sunset—stormtroopers patrolling in pairs, scanners humming at full sensitivity. His jaw worked side to side. "We hit it at shift change ...

Once outside of the stifling presence of Teemo's palace, the group made their way down the steps and around the ramped path back to Mos Shuuta's bustling streets. The air was dry and dusty like most of Tatooine—hot enough to sear your lungs if you breathed too deep, and thick with the scent of ...

Still lingering in the throne room of Teemo, the team is somewhat spread apart. Various conversations are overheard, some of value, some just speculative. Spanner seems to have had a bad reaction to the drink he was served and is feeling quite ill. He sits with his head down on the table.

Pron ends ...

Two days later, Xander was navigating Mos Shuuta's labyrinthine alleys, stepping over gutters clogged with discarded parts and the occasional unconscious spacer. Xander had just ducked under a rusted awning when a hand snatched his sleeve—gnarled fingers, skin cracked from too much sun and not ...

The remaining time on the Nebula Raptor went by slowly for the passengers. The crew didn't spend a lot of time with them, although Bep and Venlana were pleasant enough when they were around. Vanda, the captain, however, seemed to avoid them, even when she had ordered the delivery meal on Denon from ...

With the escape from Coruscant and the Black Sun behind them, and a satisfactory payment arrangement settled with Venlana for the trip on Vanda's ship, the Nebula Raptor, Xander and Roona try to settle in for the several day trip from the Core Worlds to the Outer Rim via the Corellian Way. In order ...

Venlana sits back and starts to explain the situation, in between sips of her drink. She suddenly seems less dangerous and Xander wonders if that makes her even more so. She was good at what she did.

Venlana taps the table between them, activating a small holo-projector. A star chart flickers to ...

The journey from Geonosis to Tatooine takes several hours, so the team has plenty of time to look over the maps, make their plans, and compare notes. Soon enough the Lucky Guess drops out of hyperspace and the orange-yellow ball of Tatooine can be seen hanging in space. As the ship enters the ...

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