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The Dungeon Crawl..: (Must be completed after Halt Citizen!) The information we needed was
willinglygiven to us, the Materiaalaankopen Dungeon ship, now that we know the location of their Lictor-class dungeon ship, their pride and joy and one of the keys to their operation, we can make it ours. Board the vessel, under the guise of their own members, and kill them all. Then contact the Pykes to come take possession of it. Any of the crew wishing to survive may pledge themselves to the Pykes, any loyal Materiaalaankopen should be killed.(Self DM 3-5 participants.)
1: @Mae Tecono
2: @Rafe
3: @Julius Arvo
4: @Grace Zann
5:
It was time.. the Pyke Syndicate's biggest strike to date against The Materiaalaankopen, @Rafe sat on board the stolen 3-Z light freighter they were using, the ship was packed to the brim with Pyke members, Pyke soldiers, and their droids. Up in the cockpit sat only the leaders of this mission, along with one other individual, a Manager for The Materiaalaankopen, the poor guy had been kidnapped, beaten, tortured, and otherwise abused for the information in his head, and now he was leading @Rafe and his crew right into the heart of their target, a Lictor-class dungeon ship owned and operated by the Materiaalaankopen. This would belong to the Pykes before the day was through.
The abused Manager had been promised his life in return for his service, and Rafe was pretty sure the Pyke Reconditioning of the man had been successful.. afterall it was effective, if not barbaric.. so as the freighter pulled nearer and nearer to the enormous ship the man came on the comms, speaking like his normal self and providing whatever passphrases was necessary to be allowed docking.
Rafe was holding his breath, he didn't like capital ships.. mostly he didn't like their turbolasers.. so when the static turn back to an affirmative announcement allowing them to land Rafe let out a sigh of relief before motioning for one of the others to return the Manager to his makeshift cell within the ship.
They had somehow crammed some two-hundred soldiers and droids on to this freighter, but Rafe knew they were still outnumbered six or so to one. This would be a hell of a fight, and many of the troops they brought would likely take injuries or just plain not make it. As they finished their travel and began to dock to the capital ship's docking ring Rafe fired up the freighters on board intercom, Two days from now, I will be home on Sleheyron drinking. Imagine where you will be, and it will be so, we will hold the line, and we will take what will be ours! We're not goons, and we're not thugs. No matter what people say or do, we are PYKES, and Pykes take what they want! Soon, we will meet the Materiaalaankopen face-to-face, and I am resolved to live or die with each one of you, together none of them will live to see tomorrow! I guess there's only one thing left to do, go win the whole fhtagn thing!! Rafe was never one to give inspiring speeches, but even as he finished he could hear the others from the other rooms and the cargo cheering.
Rafe cut off the intercom and looked around the cockpit.. Lets go get our ship.. Rafe said as he walked out of the cockpit and made his way to the docking tube, cheering Syndicate members and droids all around the ship nearly shoulder to shoulder. Rafe would make sure he was first when that docking tube opened..
Come Hell.. Rafe whispered to himself standing at the docking tube as the pressure released and it opened up.. Rafe squeezed his fists before opening them up and lifting his brand new Z-6 Rotary Blaster, no time like now to unleash his new toy..
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