A long Time ago, in a galaxy far far away.........
KOTOR III: El-Druian Revenge
Alright, this RPG will be run similar to Sunnysides. I would like to know any problems when they occur, and id like to keep things fun and civil.
Do your best to remeber both the rules for RPGing in this forum, and that we are located in the star wars universe.
The OOC thread is the poll thread for this RPG.
I do not mind double posting, provided their is a reason that makes good sense.
here are the links for both the OOC and sign up in case you need to check something http://www.animeforum.com/showthread.php?t=82746
And now.... Our Story BEGINS!!
Rishi, a world within Republic space that had been only moderately effected by both the Mandalorian and Jedi Civil Wars. And now, it sits, slowly falling apart as the Republic pushes harder else where, neglacting worlds that could cause catastrophic effects if it were to fall to rebellion or revolution.
And yet, unknown to all, this world will be the start of an adventure that will send ripples through out the Galaxy, and have effects on its future forever.
Lirik Endivan sat and took another sip of his tarisian ale. He frequented Jikos tavern on an average basis, but today was proving to be an interesting day. Especially with the abundance of new comers he could sense in the area.
He already knew Achima, and she knew him as well, to a point. She knew only his name and that he was a regular. That and he was one of the few men who didnt try and snatch at her as she went. Still, she had a bounce to her step as she went about her work. He had soem trouble getting much from her surface thoughts, but he wasnt really trying all that hard.
He could see a young man leaning against the bar, observing the entirety of the establishment. He wore a black robe, and one could barely see, if one was looking, a lightsaber clipped to a belt nearly concealed within his robes. The most noticable thing about him were his eyes, one a light blue, the other a violet. He seemed to be searching through the crowd, and Lirik didnt even bother trying to search his thoughts. He was almost broadcasting them for everyone to see.
"The Exile.." He shook his head, slightly, and continued his gaze about the room. Their was a man conversing with several republic officers, as well as someonewho resembled a smuggler talking with Greetak, Orno Rots right hand man in the exchange. Since Goto's death, many crime lords had been vying for power. Orno seemed the most succesful in this sector so far.
He noticed another person entering the Bar, and smirked lightly. A soft ebb and flow of power from that one, he thought as his thoughts drifted to his drink.
"Achima! Could you bring me another refill please?" He pulled out a purple credit chip, representing 200 credits. He set it on the edge of the table and downed the dregs of his ale and waited, wondering what this day would bring.