Edge of Empire: From Crime to Consequence

Episode 1 #2

Captain Sloane cut the transmission with Formos. She hated speaking to that Sergeant, and she hated him more for what he had just told her. The Heart of Corellia had been released from impound, and she had reason to believe that Sergeant Garnis had been bribed to make it happen. Though he assured her that the crew had stated an intention to make directly for Kessel, to turn in a bounty, a quick comm to the station commander there had made it clear that no such journey had been taken.

Sloane tapped her fingers together. How were these things connected? A group of criminals – tied together in ways she couldn’t begin to imagine – and a Bothan with no real record or past, passing through the system she was blockading just as the Rebellion struck out against the Empire and killed the Grand Moff. Could they be connected? Could these be rebel agents? She didn’t know, and it vexed her to no end.

If she acted, and there was no connection, she would be chastised for the misuse of her Star Destroyer to chase down common criminals, but at least she could exaggerate their crimes to High Command. If she didn’t act, and there was a connection… she thought for a moment of the horrors that the Emperor’s enforcer, Darth Vader, might impose on her, and shuddered.

“Orders, Captain?” her second in command asked, noticing her in thought. “Are we going to pursue the criminals? Perhaps they went after the other bounty, the one offered by the Hutts?”

Sloane raised an eyebrow at the news. The Hutts. Maybe there was a better solution. “No, Commander,” she said, calmly. “To catch criminals hiding in a den of thieves, it is better to use thieves.” She turned to her comm officer.

“Get me a connection with the planet Rodia.”

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Captain's Log
First Entry

The first run of the Heart of Corellia did not go as smoothly as planned. We touched down on Foros as scheduled, and that’s when things went pear shaped.

First our ship was impounded. The Imperial Navy was having some trouble with their scanners, and we were stuck planet side with our cargo stuck in the spaceport until the cargo could be cleared, but we were free to spend time in the city.

We visited a local cantina hoping to come up with a plan B when I first heard word that Callum had been in the area, and once again gotten in over his head chasing after some local ne’er-do-well hoping to score a bounty. A brawl broke out with some local toughs. Vet is handy in a fight, though he seems trigger happy at times. As the fighting broke out, one of the local thugs ran out the door, but I lost him in the crowd. After another run-in with some of their friends, we were able to track down an astromech droid that lead us to the asteroid where Callum ended up being held.

After convincing the officer in charge of impound to release our ship so we could pursue the fugitives, Some sort of caustic goop left over from space slugs lined the tunnels of the cave. After a brief firefight we were able to rescue Callum, capture the fugitive, and impound some ill gotten cargo.

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Episode 2: Proving Ground

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It is a time of new beginnings. The crew of the HEART OF CORELLIA, having defeated a notorious criminal terrorizing the planet Formos, have collected a bounty from Thakba the Hutt.

Meanwhile, in orbit over Kessel, Captain Rae Sloane discoveres secrets of the group’s past, and begins to suspect an involvement with the Rebellion.

Ignorant of Imperial attention, the crew receives a messenger from Thakba the Hutt, seeking a meeting…

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Ying's Journal, Episode 2

Ying’s Journal #3

That Droid’s Rights Movement, they’re really something. Went an killed all the miners they were working with, seems kind of petty really. Then again, not like I’d really blame them. Things like this, I wonder what Threebie thinks about it. He wouldn’t say much, got real quiet when I asked. I didn’t want to push, he mighta been real cut up about it. I don’t know too much about Threebie’s life before I built him up at the academy. I’m a little sick at the idea that someone mighta mistreated him. An then here I am, building him up with scrap parts and asking him to run away with me, out to the outer rim. I dragged my best friend out to this pathetic life. I built him a junk body. I wish there was more I could do. Threebie didn’t ask for any of this, but here I am giving him no choice but to go traipsing around with me. At least I know he does it as a free droid. As my friend.

Jie Ying
7-A3B

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Episode 2 #1

A good Captain could always tell when something was amiss. The way the chatter in the pits came across differently, or the way the briefing officer walked up, clipboard in hand. Rae Sloane was a good Captain, and she knew something was wrong.

“No report from the Rodians, ma’am,” came the report from the young officer, who seemed to shrink as he turned away from her glare.

No report, Sloane thought. So they were almost certainly dead. Dead at the hands of these fugitives from Formos. A nothing world. A backwards nonentity. Why had it attracted this crew? Why were they popping up just after the destruction of the Death Star? Something didn’t make any sense. But Sloane was beginning to be convinced – her picket had been breached by active agents of the Rebellion, and if she let them slip, it would be her career. Or worse.

“Lieutenant,” she said, already turning. “If these criminals are operating in this area, then they are connected in some way with the Hutts. Contact our agents and find out which they’re in bed with. Find out everything you can about this crew.” The young man saluted and turned to rely the orders to a pit crew.

“And Lieutenant – contact Rena Harvix on holo and transfer her to my room.” Sloane turned to leave the bridge. It was time to stop taking this matter casually.

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Episode 2 #2

Rena closed her eyes and tried to ignore the buzzing sound coming from her commlink. She didn’t want to acknowledge it. Her silk sheets wrapped around her in a smooth and warm cocoon of pleasure, and she had no desire to either leave that embrace or admit that she would need to wake to face whatever was demanding her attention.

Sighing, she clicked the receiver and listened to the crackling sound of her protocol droid, waiting for her on the other side of the bulkhead door.

Sloane? Rae Sloane? Rena couldn’t believe it. It had been ages since she had last heard from Rae. They had been friends since the Academy, but ever since Sloane had made Captain, it had been hard to get in touch. She wondered what it could be about. “Ok,” she mumbled into the commlink. “Give me a few minutes to get my uniform on.” She slid out of bed and padded, naked, over to her closet.

Slowly and deliberately, she changed into her uniform. Technically, Rena’s rank of Commander was exceeded by her old friend, but there were a thousand little touches – the quality of the fabric, the exacting tailoring, the shine on her code cylinders – that indicates that Rena occupied a unique and privileged position in society.

Outside the door, Rena’s personal assistant – her protocol droid – heard very little of the conversation, but snapped to a form of attention as it ended and Rena flew past. “I’m heading out to check up on some things, Tee-Three,” she said, dismissing the droid. “While I’m out, run a search for all reported stolen Imperial Automata droids.”

And then she was gone. “Well, I never…” the protocol droid muttered to itself. “I will never understand humans. Never.”

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Vet Audio Log #2

You need to chose a damn side. I need steady good paying employment for a few years to really get my name out there as a good bounty hunter and a person others can come to for payment in solving problems. The crew doesn’t see that they think short term not wanting to get involved happy to scrape by on whatever low level jobs the hutts will throw there way. I want bigger missions….

Clan Rook is sill a thorn in my side. Not surprised they threw in with the Empire more heavily, they have no backbone will be happy to grovel at their new masters feet. Need to keep an eye open for more subtle ways to deal with them. This crew can’t seem to make ties with the hutt or get it through their thick skulls about how some people break ties. Too damn in the middle sometimes if you ask me.

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Captain's Log Entry 2

We’re still in Hutt Space. We got roped into running an errand for Thakba to check up (spy) on one of his associates named Bargas who recently won a mine from him in a a card game. Bargas in turn had us check out said mine. We arrived to find the terraforming and life support systems being sabotaged by a group of renegade droids who had killed most of the miners and imprisoned the rest. We manage to put down the uprising, and keep the droids from completely destroying the life support systems.

We reported back to both Hutts in such a way that should keep us out of their debts, as well as hopefully keeping us from getting pulled into any of their feuds as their lackeys. I can’t wait to be back in Imperial space.

Just once I would like a job to go off without the crew bickering and squabbling like children. Let’s face it, I’m well past hoping things will go off without going sideways. From how he’s talked about his clan, I’m sure Vet would sell us out the first time it made his life slightly convenient.

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Episode 3: Under a Black Sun

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It is a dark time for the galaxy. The city of Coruscant, once the glittering pearl of the Republic, now languishes under the shadow of the Galactic Empire. A bustling black market flourishes in the underworld, controlled by the notorious crime syndicate BLACK SUN.

Hired to infiltrate a Black Sun outpost and retrieve vital data on a bounty hunter who betrayed Thakba the Hutt, the crew of the Heart of Corellia works rapidly to access the heavily encryted Black Sun network.

As Jie Ying’s equipment reports the completion of the download, an alarm begins to sound…

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Captain's Log Entry 3
I need a better crew

Our trip to Coruscant was more eventful than I would have liked. We got roped into more work for Thakba the Hutt. We’ve managed to piss off Verannis, some sort of under-boss for the Black Sun while trying to track down some schlub who had left Thakba’s employ to work for Black Sun.
While trying to pick up his trail, we ran into some droid revolutionaries who are connected to the ones who revolted on that mine Thakba and Bargas had us investigate. Frakking droids shot me in the back saying R2-B7 sends his regards. Seriously, frak those guys. How did he know we would be there, anyway? I wonder if the revolutionaries are getting info from the Hutts somehow. Working for the Hutts is getting worse by the hour.
Mineth and co left Vet and I stranded at the death stick den. We managed to talk our way past the cops. I need to get a new crew. I’m pretty sure they all have outstanding warrants. After some idiotic misadventures in some of the worst parts of Coruscant – I didn’t know a Core World could get that shady – we managed to track down Kaa’to.
I can’t wait to finish this job, and put as much distance as possible between me and the Hutts, and find some work that doesn’t have malfunctioning droids shooting at me.

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