Mission - Myrkyr (Episode 6)

[GM Fang]

The mission had been moving along steadily, if not perfectly. Having gained control of the security systems, the crew were able to isolate the staff and security and allow themselves an easy path to the kennels. However, the security team managed to locally override some of the lock out and forced their way into the kennel as the crew attempted to load up their cargo: the animal pairs that Teemo the Hutt sent them on this mission to collect.

The battle was a true test. Captain Oskren and his piratical minions were no push-overs. As the gunfight raged, the crew slowly eliminated the guards but Oskren was a different matter. His armor kept him going through several blaster hits and as he exchanged fire with Kilian, the smuggler was dropped, nearly out of the fight and forced to scramble for cover.

The compositely constructed combat droid, designated by himself as FL-AR3, managed a strong hit on the captain and forced the heavy blaster rifle from his hands. Oskren was not without other means of attack however. We pulled the wicked looking vibro axe from where it was secured to his backpack. Striding forward and with a renewed adrenaline, as his pirate followers fell beside, Oskren hacked into the armored droid. These infiltrators were trouble and he needed to take them out or the punishment from the Zann Consortium would be worse than falling to them.

Fl-AR3 staggered back from the piercing blow, quite surprised at the ferocity and the damage taken to his system. Liquids began to leak out from various areas and his right arm didn't seem to be working properly now.

The numbers of the crew turned out to be too much for Captain Askren however and he was felled. Stripping the security team of their weapons and supplies, the crew returned to their plan of loading up the animal pairs which they had been dispatched to Myrkyr for. With this step complete the next issue was escape, after patching up Kilian and doing some repairs on FL-AR3. The droid gadgeteer pulled out a few of his own emergency repair patches to stem the loss of more fluids. Garet assisted the droid in doing some mechanical repairs which managed to bring him back to a functional level.

Originally fearing that the base had many more inhabitants, doing a computer analysis of the lab indicated that there were likely at most 10-14 security team. They had removed 5 here and at least two were in each tower. That meant there were few left to oppose them. Allow that still left the towers to deal with. FL-AR3 correctly reminded everyone that the repulsorsleds would have trouble going through the forest and certainly would not be able to scale the ravine they passed through to get back to their ship.

Deciding now to take over control of the entire base, they tussled with two more guards which had been stationed outside. Several more were effectively locked in the barracks, leaving just the towers to worry about. With the various alarms that had gone on and off conspicuously and the strange and meandering message that FL-AR3 sent to the facility, they managed to great a definite sense of chaos and unknown in the remaining guards.

Contacting one tower, they convinced the guards there that the other tower was controlled by infiltrators and to destroy it. But they missed the shot. Then they called the other tower saying the same thing. This time the gunner was on target and blew up the top of the security tower in a spectacular explosion that lit up the night sky for miles.

Fl-AR3 and Pron went up the remaining tower to strike at the guards and if they were trying to take prisoners, they were not successful. Pron hit the spotter and he staggered back over the crenellations and fell to his death. The droid set his blaster on stun and fired at the gunner. However the electrical surge he sent through the canopy managed to completely fry the poor security agent.

At this point the crew could now simply call Doctor Maronea and have the ship land nearby for the loading process. The crew managed the short trip back to Tatooine and presented their cargo to a pleased Teemo, through his protocol droid LOM-18. He rewarded them with 5000cr., plus a few more for some of the weapons they had collected for Teemo's employees.

The crew was offered the opportunity to relax and stay here or to find their own lodgings elsewhere in Mos Shuuta. As he led them away from the throne room, Teemo's enforcer Garin Veris told them not to stray far. Their debt was not paid off yet.