Star Wars RP

Long ago, a mysterious force user only known as "The Scholar" visited planets with abnormal Force sensitivity.
While he was on Tython, he found a cavern stretching deep onto the planet. In the cavern, The Scholar found an old Artifact, that after touching it, he felt the Force within the entire planet and every life form on it.

The Scholar also felt from a great distance, a second Artifact on a different planet.

The Holocron the Sith stole was The Scholar's Journal, and his Star Map, however it has been corrupted over time and is missing a few planets.

The Sith believe the Artifacts to be weapons to magnify the Force, and so the Dark Council send a Sith champion along with their droid to find clues on the Scholar.

Meanwhile the few masters remaining on the Jedi Council, relocated to Tython after the Treaty, believe there must be a way to end the Sith before they gain too much of a foothold, but they lack the number of masters to go on a wild goose-chase. Instead, they instruct a rising Jedi to go after a stolen Holocron, which they believe holds the key to stopping the sith.

The Jedi gathers a team, including a skilled smuggler named Mac, and catches wind of a Sith on Tython, searching for a relic.

With the Jedi on the Sith's tail, he finds The Scholar's cavern and eventually another star map.
The sith droid turns on the sith champion, but the group intervenes to save the sith champion. The droid replays a message programmed into it, a holo recording of the Dark Council instructing to kill the sith after the next clue was found, to limit who knew about the Artifact.

The sith changes his objective and joins the jedi to find the Artifact, to destroy the council and save the galaxy...

(Basic rough draft of the supposed plot)





Name: Adenn Darkseed/ Darth Destrus
Age: 30 galactic years
Sex: Male
Race: Zabrak
Alliance: Dark
Hair Color: Short Horns
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 207
Class: Sith Champion
Weapons: Double-bladed red lightsaber.
Ship: The Prudii, a Sith interceptor, with custom lasers and a built in hyperdrive.
Description: A tall, well built Sith Lord, specializing in double-bladed combat, a very rare skill. Almost always dressed in full Sith Battle Armor, except for when he's alone : [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.]
Adenn without armor: [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.]
History: Loyal to the Sith cause, he obeys without hesitation. He has never failed on a mission, and collects his victims' lightsabers. He has a tally of thirty so far. He has always thought his masters at the Sith Council have been growing more weary of his power, and were beginning to fear the chance of him gaining ambition. His masters had just recently called him in to talk to him about a mission of utmost importance to the Sith cause....

Name:Alandorn Proudclaw Nickname:CrimsontheWolf
Age:22
Sex:Males
Race:Human
Hair Color:Brown
Skin Color:Tan
Height:6'2
Weight:200
Class: Trooper (republic)
Weapons: Standard issue vibro sword, Assult riffle, and snipper riffle
Weapon look: bassic weapon look
Abilities: Sence danger: do to years of being a soldier Crimson has developed a feeling for when the shit is about to hit the fan
Armor: Basic trooper armor [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.]
Description: Not many people have seen his face because he almost never takes his helmet off. His face carries the scar's of his first battle most of his face is burned and he is blind in his right eye. He upgraded his Basic armor with echani weave with 2 years of saved credits.
History: Crimsons gained his name from acting like a alpha wolf whenever his squad got into combat. His squad has had the lowest casulity rate than any ofther squad in the republic. Crimson gained his wolf like instinct where his squad was almost elimenated there were only three survivors himself and his two friends Tarvin, and mulllon's who both transfered out of the squad. He joined the republic millitary at 18 with his friends and sufferd that fatefull battle at the age of 19 after words he was promoted to a gunny sargent and given command of the squad.
Ship:none

Name: Mac Regalus
Age: 25
Sex: Male
Race: Zeltron [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.]
Hair Color: Fiery red
Skin Color: bronze
Height: 5'9 give or take
Weight: 160 pounds
Class: Scoundrel
Weapons: Modified Plasma Pistol and Mac's [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.]
Weapon look: 12 inch long ending with a 5 inch wide cannon-like barrel, laser scope mounted on its red rail frame. It looks like a red-hot pistol with a fat silencer. It has three settings, which changes the mass of the plasma round. Low: Could blow a fist sized hole through a person's chest, High: Could punch a hole through a low-grade blast door, and Ship Destroyer. Mac has never had to use the Ship Destroyer, although he'd like to...
Weapon 2 look: A shortsword that looks like a combination of a Blaster's grip and a ryyk blade. When Mac makes contact with the edge, a blaster bolt is sent through the tip to the target. With enough finesse, Mac can slice clean through a wrist like a lightsaber, but the energy cell is limited to 30 contacts before shutting down. [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.]
Abilities: As a Zeltron, Mac can feel the emotions of people nearby, and he can project his own emotions into people. He can also produce a pheromone from his skin, giving him a Spicy-Sweet aroma that causes the opposite sex to be ecstatic and enraptured, great for getting info from dumb girls. Mac's emotion reading skills also give him a subtle edge in a fight.
Armor: Robe-like Oriental Clothing with a black skintight suit of a special blaster-resistant weave hidden underneath.
Description: Attractive, keeps his hair long. Mac is in excellent physically shape. He's arrogant, a thrill-seeker, slight womanizer,and loves to live and fight dangerously. If Mac isn't after some prized treasure, breaking the law, or getting people in or out of trouble, he's in a cantina showing off to girls how much he can drink.
History: Mac spent his early years on Zeltros, and when he got bored of the place, he set off to make his own thrills. He currently does Smuggling jobs, Spy missions, while waiting for a real challenge.
Ship: The Spitfire; A [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.] armed to the teeth with illegal modifications. To accompany the standard two laser cannon turrets at its sides, Mac installed two slimmed down Point-Defense laser cannon side by side under the cockpit.
Mac also took the time to install over a dozen smuggling compartments in the various passenger rooms and cargo hold.
The Spitfire was Mac's baby, and he kept it in great shape.

Name: Jinn Firion Bordwin
Age: 20
Sex: Male
Race: Human
Hair Color: Black
Skin Color: White
Height: 6'2
Weight: 74 kg
Class: Civilian/Shooter.
Weapons: DC-17m Interchangeable Weapon System, A vibrosword with cortosis weave.
Weapon look: [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.]
Abilities: Keen eyes. Very persuasive.
Armor: Specially modified armor for Jinn. Flexible but tough. Black in color.
Description: Jinn has lean muscles but he's not particularly strong. He is a stubborn, well-meaning but naive rich kid. He aspired to be the best shooter but gave up on that after a few years. After a close kidnapping, he trained himself in fighting and learned how to use the vibrosword. He usually gets his way, and doesn't take kindly to insults.
History: Jinn is the eldest son of the wealthy businessman Nirt Bordwin. He took no interest in his father's enterprises and seeks adventure, leaving the family business to his younger brother, Rinn. Jinn now travels around the galaxy with his faithful friend and bodyguard, Orthus Deavon, a Mandalorian.
Ship: A Firespray class 31. The Gorgon. Modified by Orthus and funded by Jinn, this ship is virtually armed with the best money can buy. Armed with proton torpedoes, quad lasers, blaster cannons and several other, hidden armaments. It's also equipped with highly illegal scanners and cloaking devices. The ship cost nearly ten million credits including modifications.

*In the [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.]*

The Dark Council stood with their hoods drawn, shrouding their faces, around the still holographic projection of Darth Destrus.
Every member remained motionless, studying the Sith Lord.
They all knew he aspired to join their ranks, Lords of the Sith and the voice of the Sith Emperor.
This could not come to pass.

"Our arrogant pupil..." One of the shrouded 12 member of the Council started.
"He may be a Lord by skill but he holds no real rank."
"He is still a major threat..."
"The noose will only tighten the longer we wait."
"Then we agree?"
"Unanimously." The Sith Lords said as one hand touched the holographic controls.
The image of Darth Destrus was replaced by a live image of a sinister looking droid.

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"Statement: HK-24 is ready to serve, as always."
"You have received your primary and underlay programming?" One of the faceless Dark Council asked.
"Affirmative:" The assassin droid said, "I have receive the programming. I am to assist the new master in his objective with every skill within my parameters."
"And your underlaying programming, the superseding objective?"
"Disclosure: Assist the mark until his objective is complete. Kill the mark once he has. Retrieve all information on the mark's finding to the 12 masters."

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

Adenn had begun packing his gear the moment his mission was assigned to him from the Dark Council. He had few belongings: His Sith cloak, his battle armor, and a few other trinkets, including his collection of enemy lightsabers that he always brought to the planets he was travelling to. Something of a reminder that he was indeed one of the greatest lightsaber combatants alive. One of his lightsabers was even won from an ancient Nautolan Jedi Master by the name of Kit Durge (OOC: from our 2nd KOTOR rp ). The old Jedi fought hard, but he just wasn't a match for Adenn. He almost respected the Jedi when he slashed his head off. His lightsaber was also a double-bladed one, so Adenn always kept that close by if he were ever to need a double-bladed lightsaber in a hurry.

He almost lit his lightsaber when an HK droid entered the room. He wasn't expecting anything to bother him before he left Korriban.

"Droid! Why are you here?" Adenn asked.
"Response: The Dark Council ordered me to lend my assistance. So, here I am." The droid answered.
"Er... Fine. Don't get in my way then."
"Stunned response: Master, I am here to assist. There is no plausible way I can possibly slow you down. After all, droids can last longer in physical conditions than biological beings can."
"...we'll see." Adenn muttered under his breath.

The two of them left the Sith Temple on Korriban, and headed to Adenn's Sith Interceptor. Shortly after, they were blasting their way to Tython, one of the riskiest places in the universe for a lone Sith to be. His mission: find the missing Star Map location. His secondary objective: survive at all costs.

His interceptor descended into the forest world of Tython, the young Sith anxious to find the Star Map, and then acceptance as a Sith Lord.


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The Jedi Council had called an immediate meeting. Each one of the masters had sensed a Dark Sider enter the atmosphere on Tython. This troubled them greatly. If there was one Sith now, who would say that there wouldn't be an invasion soon? This disturbed them, and they knew what they had to do. They called one of their rising heroic Jedi (OOC: [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.] ) . The young Jedi had shown tremendous potential during the war, and has been running small missions for the Council ever since. The young Jedi entered the chamber in a hurry.

"You felt it too?" the young Jedi asked.
"Yes, your senses in the force is strong. There is indeed a Sith who has come to Tython. You must go find this Sith. He will be too dangerous to fight alone; I sense the dark side is very strong in this one. We need you to gather a team to find this Sith." A Jedi Master said.
"How will I find one on such short notice?"
"We have already called a smuggler by the name of Mac Regalus to assist you. He has a ship that would carry your team as far as you need to go."
"And what of the Republic? Are they in on this too?"
"Yes and no. They are sending their own commando team to attempt to track the Sith down on their own. They don't want the aid of the Jedi at this moment."
"Very well. I will not fail you Masters." The young Jedi said, and left the chamber.

He saw a male Zeltron leaning against an obviously modified frieghter. It must be Mac Regalus. The young Jedi approached the smuggler.

Proudclaw looks at his squad then at his secound in command "Chaves get these green horns ready for combat we dont know when whell find the enemy" "Sargent York weapons check I want everyone spick and spam for whatever we face" "YES SIR" Proudclaw turns and heads toward the front of the gun ship. "Pilot how long till we get there" "Wolf I would say now" the pilot replies to Proudclaw with a smirk as he is nearly thrown from his feet "very funny Nick just get us to the drop zone"

"Are we ready to go?" asked Jinn. "I don't want to stay here any longer than necessary."
"Relax Jinn." assured Orthus. "No one messes around with a Mandalorian."
"That is, unless they want to die a particularly grisly death that only a Wookie can do better."

Jinn prepped his ship, verifying the launch codes. He transmitted them and received clearance to launch. He fired the engines and not a few seconds later, a blaster shot rang out and hit his shields. Orthus quickly swiveled around and checked the monitors. A couple more blasts and everyone else was running away from the firefight that was about to begin.

"I told you they would get to us." whined Jinn.
"How was I to know that they'd be that stupid?" snapped Orthus. "Guns ready. Prepare to fire."
"Targets?"
"Five or six. No heavy weaponry. I think they're gonna run for their ships."
"Port authority is gonna detain us you know."
"If they get here first. Take us up."

Jinn eased The Gorgon up into the sky and turned it almost vertical to get the angle up. He pushed the sub-sonics and was almost cleared the atmosphere when a few more blasts hit the shields. Jinn gritted his teeth and let Orthus use the back lasers to do the blasting, keeping short bursts of blasts. He saw the blasts rocking the unfamiliar ship at a viewscreen.

With a sudden lurch, they broke out of the atmosphere and were in space, allowing The Gorgon to be much more deadly. Jinn pushed the throttle and banked sharply, turning the ship towards their pursuers. Orthus brought their arms to bear and activated the auto-targeting systems. The ship rocked and wobbled and the shields broke, dinging a few metal plates before exploding into tiny metal particles. Jinn thought he saw an arm fly by him but it was gone before he could take a good look.

"So, where's that thing we so carefully protected?" asked Orthus. "You'd better not lose it like last time!"
"Don't worry!" replied Jinn, unwrapping a package he retrieved from his pocket. "It's right here."

And they watched as Jinn held the Rainbow Gem to the light, and Jinn found himself absorbed into the beautiful gem. It was a thing of beauty, transcended only by it's value. Five of these could buy a whole star system.

"Where to next?" asked Orthus. "Let's stash it somewhere."
Jinn nodded. "We'll place it in one of my fathers best hiding spots. But we can't do it now. We have an appointment to keep."
"Wha- Aaaahh." said Orthus as realization dawned on him. "Yes, you're right. I'll check on our stuff."

Jinn nodded again and punched the codes. An appointment to keep. Yes.

The gunship touched down on the ground of thython and Alandorn and his squad got off in the middle of a clearing. "Nick go to the jedi's temple and take a load off this ell take a few days just keep your com handy in case we need you for a quick exit at somepoint." nick nodded to Proudclaw and flew off to the temple "Allright people cover the flanks the siths landing point is 20 miles north east of here. Yall ready for a jog." Wolf and his team go at a double time cadence heading for the sith's ship.

"You must be the Jedi" The Zeltron said.

Feeling emotions was Mac's specialty. It came from being born a Zeltron.
Normally a Force User throws up a barrier but barriers had their flaws...
Like, for example, any Zeltron could detect a barrier in a sea of thoughts.
Picking out a Jedi from a crowd or detecting a Jedi before you see one is easy.

Mac tried to keep his "Pazaak-face" grin up, because he was terrified.
If the Jedi he was suppose to meet wasn't standing in front of him, Mac wouldn't have noticed he was there.

"And you must be the Smuggler?" The nondescript Jedi asked.
Mac grinned.
"I prefer entrepreneur extraordinaire..."

_ _ _ _Inside The Spitfire_ _ _ _

"And here was have the Nav room," Mac said, giving his guest the tour.
The Nav room was at the heart of the ship.
At the center of the room was a large table that projected a holographic version of Tython.
"From here you can get anywhere in the ship." Mac pointed forward.
"Cockpit, to the left of the cockpit is the airlock, right of the cockpit is the guestrooms, directly backwards from the cockpit is the engine room and cargo hold."

"Three rules," Mac said as his hand shot from his side and pointed to an engraved sign on the Nav room's hull.

The sign simply read in Galactic Basic:
Rules of The Spitfire
1.) Dont touch the Turrets.
2.) If you dont know what it is, Dont touch it.
3.) Never go into the cargo hold.

"This ship has more booby traps than a Hutt's wallet..." the Zeltron said without turning around.

_ _ _ _ _ _ _

In the cockpit, Mac started up the engines. The Jedi sat in the Co-Pilot seat directly above and behind the Pilot controls.
"I was told you're looking for a Sith..."
The Jedi nodded, "Yes, we know he's on Tython, however-"
"You dont know his landing point? Luckily for us, i have a contact who keeps me up to date with the Republic's military affairs. He got me the coordinates."
Mac threw a data pad backwards up to him.

"I'm going to fly us to the nearby forest, about a 2 kilometer hike away. Lets try to make ourselves scarce until your Sith shows up..."

Adenn jumped out of his Sith Interceptor, landing on the forrest ground that covered Tython. HK-24 followed him, moving with precise steps as a droid would. This droid, Adenn didn't trust it. He never trusted the HK-series droids anyway, probably due to the fact that most owners of the droids would somehow "mysteriously" die. Adenn personally thought they had been programmed by HK-47, the mysteriously sentient droid that once belonged to that traitor Darth Revan. Oh, if Adenn was around during Revan's time, the Sith Lord wouldn't have stood a chance. Or, that's what he thought at least.

He looked around the area. It was quiet, almost unnaturally. He didn't see anything of importance, so he began trekking towards the rumored location of the Star Map. He knew he would have to be quick, because there were bound to be Jedi following him very soon.

"HK-24, let's get a move on." Adenn said.
"Obvious reply: Of course Master. We haven't any time to lose." the droid said. Adenn got the feeling he would be very tired of this droid's witty replies by the end of this trip.

The two got going in the direction of the Star Map, ever weary of Jedi searching for him.

Proudclaw and his squad aproched the sith ship slowly as they determined that the sith was not there anymore. "Chaves, York and you stay behind and search the sith ship." Proudclaw said pointing out the three soldiers who were to stay. "you two lets move out" Following the track Proudclaw and the two soldiers move on following the sith tracks that lead away from the ship into the forest...

The forest seemed smaller from the sky.
Lush trees stretched far above Mac and the Jedi's head, leaving more that 5 stories of open space before the large leaves filtered the sunlight.
It made Mac feel... Insignificant.

"This place is amazing..." Mac couldnt help but admit, as he double checked that his ship was secured.
"It's the Force, the planet's natural life thrives from it."
"Well, we have a long hike ahead of us. Lets keep our distance so your Sith doesn't sniff us out..."

(ooc: Dan if you kick Crim's character to a pulp, we can come across him and help)

Jinn was disappointed that they made such a smooth journey to the stash point, though not enough to hope that someone discovered his father's hiding spot. He'd have to evacuate the whole place, and then bring them all to his father. He wasn't sure if his cargo hold had enough space for that much items.

"So, next stop, Tython?" asked Orthus.
"Yes." affirmed Jinn. "We have an appointment, remember?"
"Ahh... Him. So we do this nicely, or we just gonna do it like last time?"

Jinn's response was giving Orthus a look. He shrugged and punched the coordinates towards Tython. The hyperlane was unstable and were it not for Jinn's complete confidence in his source, Orthus might have knocked him out, swearing all the while. Still, it would be worth it if they kept their meeting and met the Jedi.

"Coruscant... My dad had some businesses there." said Jinn while they entered hyperspace. "Not that big though... He was planning to expand, but then the sacking occurred."
"Yeah well, between my guys and the Sith, the Jedi and the Republic didn't stand a chance." replied Orthus.
"That's hardly fair. You guys had too many of you on your side."
"Would you be thinking that when you have superior numbers over your opponent? As it is, Mandalorians could've taken over the galaxy during the Mandalorian Wars were it not for Revan!"

Jinn felt no desire to argue, and was silent. He left the pilot seat and went to his bunk to get some well deserved sleep after that last adventure.

Mac sat on a large rock and search for his hipflask.
"Cant we slow down a bit?" the scoundrel moaned.
They had hiked into a small marsh inside the forest and Mac's feet were killing him.

"I think this is a safe spot to rest... But you need to keep your emotions down, i believe we are close." The Jedi said softly.

'Jeeze... i hate these cryptic types...' Mac thought to himself, half-hoping the Jedi would hear the thought.

With a hand placed on the bark of the marshes tree, the Jedi tilted his hooded head downward.
'And he keeps getting creepier...' Mac thought as he took a swig of ale.
Tightening the cap back on the flask, he pocketed it and continued to watch the Jedi.

(OOC: Let's get some plot going)


The Sith and the droid quietly searched throughout Tython, until Adenn was brought to a long forgotten temple that was covered in underbrush. It was hardly visible, the only thing he saw was the crumbling doorway that was etched from the brush. The temple was carved into a mountainside, and had a foreboding eeriness to it.

"HK, I believe we have our coordinates." Adenn said to the droid.
"Hardly Surprised Response: Are you certain? I was sure we'd have to travel another twelve miles." HK responded coldly.
"Enough, droid, let's just get the starmap and get out of here."
"Curt Response: As you wish."

The two of them walked towards the temple, when he heard a twig snap. He quickly turned around, lightsaber drawn. A republic troop had his weapon trained on Adenn. The trooper began firing at Adenn, who quickly force leaped out of the way. A second, better trained trooper appeared out of the brush, handling a vibrosword. The first trooper had engaged with HK, but the droid was just too much for the trooper. The droid overwhelmed the soldier with a hail of gunfire to effectively eliminate him. That left only the vibrosword trooper.

The trooper sprinted at Adenn, who charged with his lightsaber. They collided, with Adenn launching a barrage of attacks at the trooper, who was somehow able to defend himself with the vibrosword. The two fought extensively, with Adenn holding only a slight advantage over the trooper. Had he been less experienced in lightsaber combat, Adenn was sure he would have lost.

Out of the corner of his eye, Adenn saw two new figures sprinting their direction. One was a bronze-skinned Zeltron, brandishing a strange gunsword. The other war a... Jedi weilding a bright orange lightsaber. Adenn quickly realized he was going to lose this fight if he did not act fast.

"HK, into the temple!" Adenn shouted. The droid immediately sprinted into the temple and out of sight. Adenn quickly acted next, force pushing the trooper right at the Zeltron and the Jedi. The Jedi hesitated just enough by saving the trooper that Adenn was already nearly in the temple. He had no time to waste.

He sprinted through the temple, using the force to guide him to the starmap. He had lost HK-24, but could not search for it. He felt the star map quickly growing larger, until he found his way to the artifact. It shocked him that it was as magnificent as it was. Snapping himself out of his trance, he quickly gather the information he needed: the location of the next star map. He knew the Jedi and the others would be extremely close behind, so he had to find a fast escape. Now if only he could find--

"Cold Statement: Greetings, meatbag." HK-24 said as it pointed its blaster rifle at the currently unarmed Sith.

"Cold Statement: Greetings, meatbag. I do want the thank you for all you have done for me up to this point. As a partying gift, you may beg for your life befor-"
The droids sentence was cut short by a red plasma bolt blasting its torso from its legs.
"Problem with the older HK models, their sensors never worked well when they gave their monologues..." a voice said from the shadowy passageway.

Mac stepped forward with a smoking barrel and a rather smug smile. The Jedi and remaining soldier from the republic stepped forward out of the passage.
The zeltron scoundrel let out a laugh.
"You should have seen your face Sith, and ah, i know your thinking about killing me, rather vividly too, but you know it's a bad idea. My back up's actually reliable."

There was a feeble screech as every looked at the HK-24s upper torso dragging itself towards it fallen gun.

"Dis- Dis- Disappointed Statement: What utter irony."
Mac was raising his red plasma blaster as the soldier stepped in front of him.
"The droid is mine."

With a sigh, Mac holstered his blaster and looked from the Sith to the Jedi.
"Whatever...."

Proudclaw stared at the hk unit still crawling towards his battle riffle "Oh im so sorry buddy you dont get this." he finished his sentence by crushing the gun with one booted foot "condasending responce: oh joy meat bag" "hmm you could be usefull even though I want you dead." "annoyed comment: why not just kill me now meat bag?" roleing his eyes alandorn responded "now why should I destroy such a valuble information source as yourself" smileing he bends down and grips hk's head giveing it one good yank pulls it off his torso. " opening a holder on his armor he pulls out a bag. "Pleeful Suggestion: Why not just kill me now Meatba-" As proudclaw shuts the bag on him, cuting off his words midsentence.

Mac kept a hand on his blaster, training an eye on the spiky headed Sith as the Jedi took a closer look at the old relic. If Mac had his way, he'd shoot blast the tattooed Zabrak.

From where Mac stood, it looked like an obelisk. Extending from the base were three "arms" engraved with runes, in a language he couldn't read.
The "arms" were holding a globe, which when Mac looked straight at, he swore he heard sharp whispers in his skull...
Mac tore his eyes off the Artifact, and looked back at the Sith.

"I'm having problems deciphering the script."
The Jedi said.
"What kind of problem?" Mac replied without looking away.
"This is not the 'Artifact'... And it wont allow me access." The Jedi looked at the Sith.
"It looks like you are the only one who can activate it."

(I hate loseing my posts.)

Alandorn takes the sac containing the hk units still complaining head and tosses it to whom the jedi called mac "if we are going to be able to do anything with him that may help us i'd recomend doing it now." grumbling to himself he took his helmet off. scratching his head he stares at the machine the jedi is looking at unable to thing of what it could be proudclaw rubs the scared side of his face and shrugs his shoulders.

Jinn craned his neck as he saw a group of different and distinct people together as they flew over them. The dark clothing favoured by the Sith, and the casual robes worn by the Jedi. A Zeltron and a few others he could not make out were in the vicinity too. Intriguing, he motioned to Orthus where the group were standing and had him turn the ship around, but in a less noticeable way. They landed a ship not far off and secured it from every and all thieves or robbers. Jinn spent too many credits on his ship and he'd die before handing it over to anyone. Besides, Orthus won't take kindly to anyone stealing what he thought was a work in progress.

Jinn stood waiting by the ramp as Orthus secured the ship.

"Odd to see Jedi and Sith together and not have them fight." commented Jinn.
"It's not that odd, actually." replied Orthus as he walked down. "The Jedi aren't infallible, it's happened before."
"Yeah..." muttered Jinn. "I know. Let's go."

Jinn unslung his blaster rifle and made sure his pistols were hidden from view. He strapped his vibrosword to his back and made sure it was easily unsheathed. He jerked his head towards the general direction of the rag-tag group and they moved slowly towards them, trying to see what was happening. Jinn grabbed his electrobinoculars and peeked at them, trying to identify the group. He abruptly dropped it as the Jedi turned towards him and he retreated in a hurry. Orthus wasn't as surprised as Jinn, but he readied his blaster rifle too, just in case.

A rustling next to Jinn and he fired three shots into it, spread out and into the thicket, just like training. What he got was return fire, one which sizzled past his face too close for comfort. He dodged to one side and kept firing, while Orthus was busy shooting at another unknown assailant behind them. Before either of them could react, a red lightsaber was right next to Jinn's face and he grimaced as Orthus was thinking whether to shoot and take his chances or give up.

Jinn hoped that Orthus was faster on the trigger than the Sith could swing the lightsaber

Mac took the bag holding the HK-Unit's head and grinned.
"I always wanted to fiddle with one of these..."
The droid made a response, but it was muffled and lost in the thick military-grade bag.

The Jedi was now talking quietly with the Sith, over what, Mac couldnt hear, nor could he feel...
'Damn force training,' he thought as the Jedi turned away from the Sith.
"What the situation?"
"He knows he was double crossed. We have reached a compromise, he will help us read the starmap-"
"This thing is a starmap? I thought the Artifact was suppose to be here." Mac replied.
"It was moved. This is a very sophisticated starmap, it only allows one person to read it in every hundred years. Without our Sith accomplice..." The Jedi said.
"... We have no way to trace the Artifact." Mac said, piecing the puzzle.

After getting a datapad copy without the Sith's translation, the group exited the temple.
Mac was thinking about reprogramming the HK-Unit's head as the Sith and Jedi stopped.
The Jedi whispered, "Someone is coming, hide."
It took Mac a few seconds to feel two presences approaching, so he flagged the Republic soldier to join him in hiding in the brush.
Setting themselves up into an ambush, the Jedi broke from cover to to bait the trap.

He immediately looked in a direction, and hid.
A few seconds later, blaster bolts cut intro the thicket Mac was stationed in, and his reaction had him fire back.

The Republic soldier began firing the the larger second gunman as the Sith broke from cover with his lightsaber drawn.
With the fight coming to a stalemate, blaster at Sith, lighsaber at neck, Mac stepped out from cover with his blaster down.
"Good thing we're all so civil."