Battle on Gilead

Moving into the Ithor System the first thing we all noticed is that there was no blockade. No ships, nothing. Immediately though I could feel space closing in on me. I was extremely unsettled and disoriented. It was fast apparent that other felt the way I did; only the other force users. Goodspeed guided us down to the planet and into the city of Cowdong while those of us affected avoided looking out the view ports.



As we flew in it became obvious Cowdong had been in a battle. Buildings were destroyed and rubble lined the street. We docked and rented a speeder; our cargo was to be delievered to the Republic Embassy. The Wookie Jedi and Dish rode up in the cab with Goodspeed who was driving. I rode in the back with the cargo. We had a quite drive through the streets. Too quiet. When we reached the embassy, we noticed that it had taken the most damage. Conversing with our furry friend back aboard the Pequod, the decision was made to abort the delievery. We turned the speeder around and then all Void broke loose.



Three speeders loaded with "law enforcement" shot out of nowhere in pursuit of our speeder. Goodspeed began cutting through alleys and around rubble, trying to shake them. Opening the cargo door I used the force to create an illusion over our speeder.



Meanwhile, our wookie moved the Pequod to another docking bay, but was followed by three airships. As we got closer to the new docking bay, the airships began careening around the bay. I crawled ontop of the speeder as we raced through the streets and began looking for the airships. Seeing them I noticed I could see the pilots through their windshields. I had never done it before, or even contemplated it, but I reached throught the Force and grabbed one of the pilots by the throat. No enough to kill, but enough to distract. His airship banked suddnely to the right as he lost control, just as Goodspeed drove into the docking bay at full speed and right up the cargo ramp and into the hold of the Pequod. Immediately the Pequod hit full throttle and we headed into space.



Once in orbit we saw the blockade. Hundreds of ships, just waiting. They must have been cloaked in a force illusion; I have heard that these Sith are force users. An illusion of that scale though... they must be powerful indeed. We were hailed by their command ship. A commanding woman dominated the screen, and demanded that we surrender. Goodspeed tried to stall verbally. Behind the woman I noticed several other humans, all operating different stations. A quick conference with the Wookie identified one of those humans as operating some sort of "ion" weapon, presumably at us. Trying to minimize attention I reached out through the Force again and quietly began choking that human. It was a good plan. A plan that might have worked if the Wookie Jedi hadn't screamed "Noooo!" and lunged at me. Flash and our wookie intercepted her. She was completely unmindful of our situation but could only focus on attacking me.



I continued to choke the human on the Sith ship. My victim pounded on his console, alerting the others to his plight. The navcomputer dinged that it was ready just as the Sith crew, distracted by my victim, turned away from us. Goodspeed gave the order and we jumped to lightspeed.



Our wookie immediately tried to take command. "Wroow rawr rooo Rawr" he said, which I, now able to speak his language, understood to mean "everybody out of the cockpit except me and Goodspeed." People began leaving but I held my ground. If he and Goodspeed wanted to plot against me, they would have to do it in the crew quarters. "Out," he growled at me imperialously. I held my ground. Turning to Goodspeed he said "I don't care if he is the owner, you're the captain, and here you are in charge. Now do as I say and order him out!" Goodspeed looked at me uncomfortably yet remained still. Grumbling the wookie gave up and pulled us out of hyperspace. Running a new course through the navcomputer we leaped back into hyperspace, this time directly toward Gilead. The title of first mate has aparently given him delusions of grandeur. Sighing in disgust with the situation, I left the cockpit and walked into an argument.



Dish and Mokawa (the Wookie Jedi) were in an argument concerning my use of the Force. Not wanting to cause undue stress for Dish, I humbly explained my position, and graciously agreed not to use the Force to choke people around her. Rudely she stalked off muttering to herself. A sour disposition must be a wookie trait.

Sometime later we landed on Gilead and met with the Jedi Order (Gileadean Interp.). We were deep in negotiations when we became aware that another ship had landed on the outskirts of Memorial City. We headed out (us and the Jedi (offworld and locals)). What we found was the ship that gave us trouble about the radon. And a fight.

It was an extremely brutal fight. Most of the Jedi died before the worm-headed leader was brought down. In the final moments the enemy ship tried to take off. The Wookie and I (our wookie, not that Mokawa character) used a magnetic grapple gun to gain access to the departing ship. Running into the cockpitI captured the pilot, holding him face down on the floor by putting my glaive on the back of his neck. Turns out my effort was for not; the wookie came in and stepped on the glaive, beheading my captive. Regardless, victory was ours- as well as a new ship.

Ahab Inc.

We have incorporated privately under my name. The company's name is Ahab Inc. Our ship's name was also changed from the Lachme to the Pequod. All this was with the aid of a very bribe-able aqualish named Zavorkus who works on Coruscant. Zavorkus gave us the name of a fellow Aqualish on Correlia who could help us get a "special" arrangement with the Correlian National Bank.

Dish finally returned from the Jedi temple with two Jedi in tow; an Ithorian and a Wookie. The Wookie seems to be a Jedi of some note. Dish informs us (without consulting us) that these Jedi will be escorted to Gilead by us. Our Wookie agreed (again without consulting me, the owner, or Jacob, the captain). We decided to take a few detours first.

First we headed to Correllia, where we met with Zavorkus's friend Bangulor. Bangulor helped us make a "special" arrangement with the Correllian National Bank, and recommended a ship dealer named Gygax (a verpine).

Our plan is to buy a second ship and hire a crew to take care of the previous captain's old trade route, while we establish a route to Gilead. Then we will hire a third ship and crew to handle the new trade with Gilead, while we take care of "odd jobs".

Gygax proved to be a gold mine. He had multiple ships that were highly modified. We purchase one of his ships (on credit) and found a crew. Our furry companion continued to take the lead and issue the orders- making preemptive decisions. This could prove to be a problem. He may see me as just a figurehead; a name for legal documents. Very well. I will allow the fantasy. He should realize that this paperwork is legally binding and he does not have any hard claim to anything, not that I can't take away. We will have to see if an accord can be reached, or if Ahab Inc will no longer require his services at some future date.

Having purchase the new ship and hired the new crew, we headed off towards Ithor. Our Jedi passengers questioned why we were not going straight to Gilead; we explained that we were going to be doing the job the Jedi Council posted, running goods through the Sith blockade around Ithor, on the way to Gilead. Then we arrived in the Ithor System.

A New Name, a New Life

Our ship, the Lachme, was able to limp into a dock at a planet. I do not remember the planet's name. I spent several hours contemplating the holocron and had the wookie aid me in devising a more suitable weapon. Our fight with the snow beast has shown me that I must learn to draw upon my anger to be a more effective warrior. The holocron warns against it, but many of it's feeble warnings seem based on the culture of the offworld Jedi. I will say this, I now believe that the "Force" and my abilities are one in the same. Where before I needed my carvings and thought that the trees provided my powers, I have now realized that my abilities come from within. The weapon I had the wookie make is a Glaive and I feel that it will accent my abilites to greater effect.

We landed at the spacedock, and our cargo was delievered to the appropriate party. While repairs were being made to the ship, Flash, Dish, and I went out to visit the town. Eventually we made it into a bar which had an Ithorian bartender. I tried to provoke him to discover if the information I have about ithorian culture is correct. It is; Ithorians are apparently pacifistic (but will defend themselves) and are viewed as not wanting to rock the boat so to speak. This perception can be used to my advantage I think. Dish will pass due to his being a Jedi, but Flash... I will have to come up with something for Flash. Apparently the Republic, some sort of Galactic over-government, is at war with the Sith Empire. The Sith are Force-users who reject the Jedi culture.

During our time at the Bar, a fight broke out. They employ a human adolecent to check for "changlings", a creature that apparently can mimic the shape of others. These changlings are allies of the Sith. Anyway, this adolecent checked me. This check caused pain, and I did not know what he was doing, so I reacted as if I had been attacked. Dish and Flash joined in; the human was almost slain before I figured out the misunderstanding and stopped the fight.

Heading back to the ship we contacted a shady looking fellow to return his rayon cargo. A meeting was scheduled and the exchange took place. The obvious criminal first tried to low-ball our price and then tried to turn our datapad into a bomb. We will have to keep an eye out for him later. i really must get better about remembering names.

Our final cargo stop was at a "core world" called Kuat, which seemed to be a giant shipyard. There we dropped off some metals to a "Commander" who was also a Jedi. At this time the decision was made to transfer ownership of the Lachme to me under a new name. I will now be known as Far Zarna. The "Commander" seemed suspicious of our lies but ultimately let it happen. From Kuat, we went on to Coruscant.

Dish, Jotha, and Jacob Lightspeed went off to the Jedi Temple to do Jedi things, leaving Flash, the Wookie, and I to our own devices. I went to a government clerk's office to legitimize the Far Zarna name; I had to work with her mind a bit, but things turned out ok. Next I stopped by a book store and picked up texts on economics, corporation management, trading, exchange laws, and transportation codes. The Wookie and I have a plan.

To the Crash Site

Leaving the defeated Jethro tied up, we searched his house. In one of the rooms we found a strange sight. There was a human dressed in oddly shiny clothing and a large furry beast bending over some metal pieces that were laid out on a table. The beast was humanoid, and my first thought was that it was some sort of furry mutant, and that the bothans were breeding a mutant army. It's visage was disturbing.

Dish determined that they were not hostile. The beast made some weird animal noises, and the human talked oddly, but strapped to the beast's back was a steel war mask that could talk and was very intelligent. It appears that they are survivors from the crashed starship and are trying to repair their craft. Jethro was then interrogated; he is helping the offworlders and attacked us because he does not trust the intentions of the Jedi Academy. A device was presented by Jethro, which he had stolen, which is some sort of record keeping device called a holocron. I have confiscated this device. Through conversation with the holocron and the offworlders much of our history and beliefs have been called into question. The tenants of the Jedi Academy in particular seemed to be very different from the Jedi elsewhere, which Dish found very disturbing. I asked the offworlders what they were doing near our planet and they replied that they were hit by a meteor while transporting cargo.

The group, Jethro now included, broke into a local smith and stole some iron sheets to repair the ship with. We then took a weird chariot, called a "speeder", and headed to the crash site. During the trip I began studying the holocron, from which I learned to be an excellent pilot. Upon arriving at the crash site, bitterly cold in the southern pole, we discovered that the hated Gotal Monarchy had arrived first. We fought the Gotals, and some strange ice and rock creature that they had with them. After I wounded one Gotal, Flash was able to finish it off, and Dish dispatched another. The furry beast (who is apparently called a "Wookie") managed to kill a Gotal, and we all then attacked the ice monster. It put up a struggle but was quickly brought down. The ship was ours at that point. The wookie began repairing the damage while the rest of us explored. Jacob (the offworlder human) gave us some food from Ithor, our home planet. It was delicious. In the cargo hold are two boxes that are locked tight. Neither offworlder will tell us what is in these boxes, but we didn't press the issue. Now that I am an expert pilot, I sat down in the pilot chair to fly the ship. Unfortunately the controls were faulty some how and what should have been a graceful take off was instead a horrific grinding noise. Finally the Iron War Mask, now attached to an iron torso with arms, was strapped into the pilot chair and was able to get the craft to fly. I can only imagine that it had some way of understanding the brokenness of the controls; the Iron War Mask has proved to be very wise and knowledgeable. The ship was flown to rendezvous with the Foamrunner, and Dish discussed some Jedi things with the others of his order. We have now decided to accompany the offworlder human, the Iron War Mask, and the Mask's wookie mount out into the stars.

Out of the Hinterlands

Flash and I were asked to leave the Hinterlands by the Jedi Academy to attend a summit in Memorial City, and we did. I found it very confusing, as there was no mountain at the place called Memorial City, and therefore no summit. Instead there was a big meeting where many different tribes and clans of the humans and the bothans were represented. Reference was made as to how Flash and I spoke for the Hinterlands, but how can this be? The only voice I spoke with was my own. Much discussion was made about a recent crash in the southern pole region. It is assumed this crash was a starship of some kind, although this was disputed (it has only been six generations since our transport crashed on this planet, but some of the humans apparently have forgotten the existence of space travel). Of great concern was whether or not the Gotal Monarchy would claim the wreckage. Finally a group of twelve beings, Flash and myself included, was sent to try and claim the weckage before the Gotals.



We left on a ship (some sort of wooden construct) named the Foamrunner and captained by a bothan named Jessup. I am sharing a cabin with Flash, Dish - an ithorian from our clan who has become a Jedi, and Shem - Dish's human jedi companion. The first night there was some discussion as to whether or not to sail straight there and risk pirates and rough water, or take a secure route that would add 2 weeks to the trip. A vote was cast and we are going straight there.


Later that evening the ship was attacked by what Jessup called a "Sea Cat".

After Flash lost his footing, we engaged the creature. Flash, Jessup, Dish, and the group leader Laserus attacked along with 3 soldiers. The soldiers pointed metal tubes at the sea cat and made clicking noises that seemed to have no effect (they claimed later that their "powder" had gotten wet). My quarterstaff had plenty of effect though, and after Jessup, Laserus, and I softened it up we allowed Dish to finish the creature for his self esteem.

A few days later we docked at a place called Tourmaine, a hot smelly collection of human and bothan dwellings. At Dish's suggestion we left the ship (Flash, Dish, Shem, and I) for "shore leave" and wound up at a place that serves "sea cat sandwiches" and "bannana soda". I am fairly certain that the bannana soda was a poisoning attempt. Overhearing a conversation, Dish approached a suspicious human who offered to take us to Jethro, a local Jedi. We accepted. Dan, and his buddy Stan, took us to Jethro's house where Jethro drew a strange weapon called a "blaster" on Shem. A fight ensued. Jethro was a difficult opponent, and Shem was greviously wounded by Jethro's blaster (I had to heal him), but we were victorious and slew Jethro, Stan, and Dan.

Session: 1
Session XP: 840
Present: Daniel, Jake, Ben
Vanquished: 1 sea cat (3.5 MM), Jedi Jethro, Stan, Dan