The Dark Academy on Korriban

Finally. Free time. Back on the ground.

As soon as the ship had landed, she extricated herself from the group heading back to the academy and found her way over to where they kept the speeders. It was time to head out and find that tomb.

"You," she addressed the man in charge. "Give me a speeder to go out into the wastes. And throw in like a useful droid or some supplies while you're at it."

Oh man. She was good at this. People just fell in line whenever she spoke. It was awesome! All her life doing what others told her to do... and now she was the one in control. Oh yeah.

Coercion/willpower, boost die; gimme that car!: 2eA+1eP+1eB+2eD 1 success, 2 advantage, 1 Triumph


(hoping that triumph gets me some extra goodies to help me out there)

The troopers on duty look at each other and comply not wanting to anger the crazy jumped up slave aspirant. One throws in an all-weather parka and water and some rations. The other tosses in rope and they nod, “Good day my lord.”

"Yeah, yeah."

I wanted a combat droid. Not water!

She looked at the extra supplies with disappointment, then she'd set out on her way.