Our heroes, relishing in their most recent victory, sped across the horizon of Cerea.  Not much later, they approached what looked like a damaged star base sitting in orbit.  Several Tie Fighters made a bee line away from our heroes, while some Imperial shuttles remained in dock.  After a careful approach, the adventurers decided to land on the docking bay.  The communication array of the station was damaged in the attack, so R2-F0 was asked to go outside to extend the embilical cord (entrance tunnel) to our adventures vessel.  Uneventfully, the bridge was extened.

Jar Yar, said “I’s stay here in the ‘Iron Maiden’”, their transport,”And I’ll support yous from the outside theees time.” 

The Jedi, agreed.  Giblets, an ewok, scouted ahead in the corridors.  Very quickly he noticed a small squad of Storm Troopers, seemingly on guard duty.  A quick mind trick, had the Storm Troopers facing down the hallway away from our party.  The Jedi and the ewok used the element of surprise to their advantage, and quickly dispatched one.  The other 2 returned fire on the Jedi.  The Keldor scout with the aid of the Twi’ Lek soldier moved to a better firing position and fired wildly.  The Jedi, use the distraction of the ewok to move into combat.  He took gun butts, but otherwise was not harmed.   It wasn’t too much longer, until he dispatched one with light sabre slice.  While the other succumbed from blaster fire from the Jedi’s brother.

A quick hit from a medpack, had the bruising from the blaster butts under control;  meanwhile Giblets decided to scout ahead abit more.  He noticed a bigger squad, tearing apart the ship, looking for something.  He stealthly moved back and gave the heroes a warning sign, gesturing that more were down the hallway.  That’s when our heroes decided, to back track abit, and try to see if there was another way around.

Around the other path, they came across another small squad of Storm Troopers.  They snuck as close as they could, while trying to stay out of sight of the Storm Troopers.  Problem was, that the hallway was long and narrow.  The Keldor Scout took steady aim, and blew a head off of one storm trooper.  The other two ran for cover, and made a gesture, almost as if to say “help us, we’ve been ambushed!”  Sure enough, another squad also tearing apart the space station was in the vacinity.  Under the cover of a smoke grenade, our heroes quickly moved to fireing positions to meet the Imperial threat.  The Twi’ Lek laid covering fire, distracting a Storm Trooper, allowing the Jedi to move into position.  The Keldor scout dropped another Storm Trooper, making the advance less hectic for his brother.  The Jedi force shoved the rest into the wall, and crushed all but one of the Storm Troopers.  The remaining Storm Trooper was bound by Giblets.

All was not well for our heroes, in their haste, they failed to spot the advance of the other kill squad.  Still in the cover of smoke, the Keldor Scout took aim at the first Trooper he saw.  He easily dropped him, despite the cover provided by the wall.  The Soldier continued to supress the advance with heavy fire.  The Jedi moved in for the kill.   Meanwhile Giblets  who was trying to revitalise a fallen Storm Trooper, gave up and decided to releave himself on the now corpse.  At the other end of the hallway, the Keldor Scout dropped another.  The Twi’ Lek followed suit in falling another.  This left three Storm Troopers.  All of them trained their fire on the Jedi, only one hit, but it was a big hit.  Despite his agony, he force grabbed a Trooper and tried to fling him into his partner.  The Storm Troopers continued to focus on the Jedi, having seen what poweres he possessed.  It didn’t make a difference, one light sabre swing, and another blaster shot had left one Storm Trooper standing.  He too was dispatched by a swift light sabre swing.  Giblets, meanwhile did some exploring and discovered a data pad.

Giblets called R2-F0 to see if there were other Storm Troopers on the base.  R2-F0 basically botched it, and left our heroes in the dark.  The Keldor Jedi, who was now hurting from all the blaster fire, needed a rest.  An hour later, the heroes were no closer to cracking the computer, but worry about possible survivors started to creep back into their minds. 

After a quick check to see if the Storm Troopers might try to ambush them, the heroes followed Giblet’s advance.  Quietly, they approached a fork.  The Jedi heard voices, possibly survivors, and decided to follow his gut instinct to go help them.  The room they saw, told the tale, amongst debris and blown out computers there were four survivors.  After some bit of conversation, it was surmised that the primary forces of the Storm Troopers were kill squads bent on finding a data pad dropped by Vrik, who was appearantly on the station. 

Fearing the worse, our heroes quickly ran up to the observation level.  They broke into two cells, one had the Jedi and his brother, the other was Giblets and the Twi’ Lek soldier.  They approached the last room slowly, but for naught.  The Storm Troopers, were elite escorts to an Imperial Officer, who was brutalizing Vrik.  Not thinking about his own safety, Giblets took aim at the Storm Trooper in front of him.  The Storm Troopers, under orders to kill intruders, took aim at the party.  It was Giblets, who suffered the most.  It was a miracle of the force, that kept him from dieing from the blast wound.  Vrik, in his dazed state, willed the Jedi to come to his aid.  An act that rewarded the Jedi time to pull officer off Vrik and into the Storm Trooper.  Out of the danger zone, the Twi’ Lek tried to avenge Giblets.  The Keldor Scout decided to give some cover fire.  The Storm Trooper on the Jedi, back handed him.  The other Storm Trooper tried to kill the soldier.  The Jedi decided to finish off the officer.  Vrik gave encouraging words to the Twi’ Lek scout, who responded by dropping her opponent.  The Jedi swiftly lopped the head off the remaining Storm Trooper.

A quick use of a medpack from the Twi’ Lek had Giblets back amongst the land of the living.  Vrik was happy to be free from the Imperials and back safely amongst “friends.”  When approached about the subject about being buddies with the Empire, he smugly told them about his attempts to negotiate the freedom of some “political prisoners.”  When the Empire declined, he freed them.  The “political prisoners,” in turn disabled the engines and communication array of the Star Destroyer.  Vrik appearantly attempted to escape, with new information as to why the Empire had a presence in Cerea’s system.  The Empire was interested in artifacts, and they thought one might be in the cursed desert, found in the unihabited portion of Cerea.  Sadly, the “political prisoners” were killed in their escape, but Vrik escaped to the Space Station.  In case it was in question, the “political prisoners,” were in fact Rebel soldiers originating from Cerea.

Having offered the heroes use of the government’s bacta tanks, the heroes offered him a safe escort home.

Hot after their previous adventure, our party chose to unwind back in their cantina.  No more then a day had passed, when news of the attack against the government building was being aired.  It turned out that the Gamorean, who the party had spared, had decided to stretch the truth and had pinned the attack against the party.  Holorecorders had captured their likeness fleeing the scene, and it didn’t take much elaboration to see how this could be possible.  Durring this scene, Dark Helmet reappeared again, this time inputting a new job.  It was vague in nature but promised a ship as a reward.  Tired of being stuck on Cerea, and wanting the bigger rewarding missions, the Ewok felt most intrigued by this mission. 

A short meeting between Dark Helmet and the party was soon to follow.  The jedi, not fully convinced, asked to see the ship, much to their surprise it was a YT-1300 in fairly good shape.  With this transport all their galatic needs would be satisfied.  The catch to this was, that the party was going to have to risk public exposure to their reputation.  They would be guilty of attacking Imperial Stormtroopers, while helping facilitate Dark Helmet’s assination attempt on Govenor Piet.  The terms were agreeable, they show up to the debate, he’d give them the datapad.  After reaching this agreement, the barkeep, offered his serving droid to help fill the party’s need.  It was R2-F0, a small astromech, needing very little repairs, and maybe a program or two.  Nothing to worry about said the Kel Dor Scout who went about planning the repairs.  Our Gungan, decided to gain a follower, and recruited local drunk Farnum into his court.  Farnum would have his bar tab paid for, and a few drinks more; in return he would follow around our Gungan for a few days.

Much oowing and aweing were abound as the adventurers visited the droid depot.  Jet legs, magnetic wheels, all these fun add-ons, but alas no neon glowing undercarridge.  Pimp-my-droid, was jokingly shared as the adventurers settled for an economical com link add-on, while the rest of the droid pretty much became standard faire.  Our ewok fully satisified with the droid had it look into prepping their new ride for take-off.

The next day, at the great debate, our party met with Dark Helmet.  Dark Helmet had two gifts.  One was the promised datapad, garanteeing the party had an escape, the other was a thermodetonator…… ARMED!

Thinking quickly, Jar Yar Yoss, the gungan, had Farnum deliver this “present” to the local Imperial recruiting facility, conviently placed across the way from the debate.  Much to the disgust of the Jedi, the “present” did it’s job in destroying the facility and killing most of the local Imperials inside and around the area.  Tragically, Farnum, in his druken stupor, did not realise it was an explosive, and was lost in the explosion.  While the commotion was going on, our party felt it was for the best to run for it. 

Out in the street, small pockets of Imperial soldiers took positions to block the party.  The Twi’Lek’s pistol fire fell one of the guards, and the Kel Dor Scout dispatched another. 

Things started to look grim, as the party got pincered in one encounter.  The Jedi, playing a true hero said, “you guys take the ones in front of us, while I deal with the ones behind us.”  Blaster fire from the ewok, and Kel Dor scouts both seemed to ring true in defeating one Storm Trooper.  The last trooper fell victim to another explosive sling.  While our heroes tiredly fought their way forward, the Jedi, calling upon his training, force thrust the tailing troopers into a wall;  the result was three lifeless bodies, no longer a threat to combat.  The Kel Dor Scout realised that the Storm Troopers were using short distance comlinks and had planned an ambush on the road for the heroes.   Jar Yar, said, “Let’s take the long way around, maybe we can sneak past the blockade.”   After abit of navigating, the heroes spied the roadblock, and decided that perhaps a tactical withdrawl was in order.  Dark Helmet reappeared, congratulated our adventurers again, and took off in his small shuttle, headed off to parts unknown.  R2-F0, having primed the YT-1300 for take-off gave our heroes the green light for take off.

Out in space, the news carried information that the Empire, found Cerea unprofitable for recruitment, so in essence the Imperial presence here would be diminished….for now.  The news also revealed that Piet was not the only politician seemingly assasinated on this date, his opponent was also killed.  The political situation on Cerea was left uncertain in the coming elections.  The xenophic party blamed the aliens for the assasination, while the primary opposition party laid claims that the Xenos were the only reason why the Imperials are putting a stop to recruitment on Cerea.   The heroes rejoiced in what seemed to be an easy victory, having recieved only light wounds, a ship and R2-F0. 

Out on the fringe of Cerea, our band of heroes gathered around a holoprojector.  Admist the news that the existing Govenor’s party has taken a stance against the xenos (aliens) on his planet, a Mandolor appeared.  Perhaps out of curiousity, or maybe need, the Gungan decided to take a look at the missions.  Our Jedi decided that perhaps helping the local militia on an escort type mission was for the best.

Much to the party’s surprise it was a campaign manager, Vrik, from the Govenor’s office.  Not fully realising just how hot of commodity he was, the party agreed to drop him off at the space port where his shuttle awaited. 

Back out on the streets all was not well.  A local gangstar, Baldraa da hutt, had placed a bounty on Vrik.  Not more than 3 minutes outside was our adventurers before the ewok smelled the oil of blasters primed, and heard the hum of a vibro axe clearly armed.  A defensive position was taken up by the Gungan, and his politician escort.  The Kel Dor scout along with the Twi’lek soldier laid defensive fire to cover the Jedi’s advance.  The Ewok once at a safe distance, also noticed blaster fire coming from within the office that they just exited.  The stand off raged on.  The Jedi intercepted a gamorrean, and disarmed him with one swing of his lightsabre.  From the rifle fire of the ewok and Kel Dor the rodians were vanquished.  Only after the firing had stopped, did our heroes fully realise what was going on.  A data disc containing plans were being taken from the government office to an Imperial shuttle, under the guise of negotiating a treaty that would have the Imperials forming a base to keep off the rebel terrorist elements.  During this shake down it was further revealed that the Mandolor, now named ‘Dark Helmet’, was handed this disc durring the fire fight.  The where abouts of the Mandolor was in question, but the importance of avoiding open war took presendence.  Our adventurers felt it was in their best interest to drop off the politician first, feeling that he no longer posed a threat, and knowing that they needed to get paid for their troubles.

Not too far up the road, did they get before a new threat appeared.  Four aliens, that seemed a little off stood between our adventurers and their shuttle extraction point.  Our Gungan heaved an explosive sling that impacted solidly and killed one out right.  The other three, seeing their friend blown to bits by this bigger group fled for their lives.  Which much to the horror of the heroes was not too long, as they were cut down by Imperial Storm Troopers.  The crime commited, public drukedness.  Punishable by death, only because they were xenos.  A quick conversation between the stormtrooper officer and the Jedi negotiator lead to Vrik leaving with the Imperials and the party abit richer.

Once the shuttle departed, Dark Helmet reappeared.  He told the party congratulations on their part in his greater scheme.  When asked about where the disc went, he replied to a rebel informant, and left it at that.  It was clear to the party that he was playing both sides in this war, and his prime motivation is money.  With a gift of smoke grenades, he left the party further confused about what was going on.

If you stumbled upon this weblog on accident, or just curious as to what’s going on, this is a chronicle of my Star Wars D20 adventure.  Updates will happen within 48 hrs after each session.  I will try to include all the players, my appoligies in advance if I fail to mention your character in an update.  As of me posting this, no one has given me a name, so the early posts will feature “pet names” rather than their real names.