Myth Weavers is pleased to announce the Dungeons & Dragons Create a Villain Contest! Members may create a villain using any edition of the Dungeons & Dragons rules, and the final entries will be voted on by the community.
First place wins a new copy of the Dungeons & Dragons 5th Edition Players Handbook!
The contest runs from July 1 to July 31, and voting will then run from August 1 through August 7. The winner will be announced on August 8 and contacted via PM. Contest details and directions may be found HERE!
Dorat smiled at the message. It had been ages since he'd seen his Jawa friends back on Tatooine. It seemed like a lifetime ago. He was touched that they even remembered him, though really Jawas tend to be so closed off they were bound to remember a Sullistan who lived in their midst. I think I'll take them up on their offer. He thought, it would be nice to get away from the new found pressure of the rebellion for a while. It probably wouldn't be that difficult to get Tag to swing by Tatooine for a bit.
"I won't fail you", murmurs the Jedi in his sleep, before being shocked awake, gasping for air. Confused and visibly distressed, he looks around, only to find nothing but the innards of his Express quarters. The dream was already quickly fading away, but the message still burned bright. With new determination, he knew exactly what to do. Dressed in nothing but his thinsuit, he settles into the chair opposite his computer console, called up the communications program, and found the most recent comlink frequency for Rynah.
Naru sits quietly, doing the math, running the odds. How can she work this system so having her ass on the line is profitable, and not just others getting rich off of her ass. Wait, that came out ... nevermind ... credits. She starts going through the contacts in her holo-pad, would that dumb gamorrean be able to pull being her space-straw-man? He'd get caught for sure...
The Midnight Express drops out of hyperspace somewhere in the Karlinus system, far from any major trading hubs or sector capitals. Holonet access is quickly reestablished and contact with the Alliance fleet becomes a possibility. Somewhere on board the vessel, a datapad in Naru's possession, sensing proximity with a gambling token shaped like a star, beeps audibly, and begins showing page after page of horribly convoluted schematics for an electronic or mechanical apparatus.