Tales from the Thandon Cluster

At the Tavern

It’s early evening, about 5 o’clock. The bar is home to one of its regulars, Marvin, and quite a few other random travelers. Toben, the barkeep, is chatting with Beth and keeping an eye on the 4 people who had separated into two different tables far apart from each other. He was sure it was trouble brewing, but did not want to scare his business away.

Marvin is sitting at the end of the bar closest to the back exit and a large man is standing in the corner by the bar. At the other end of the bar close to the main entrance, is sitting another lone traveler, catlike and suspicious in Toben’s eyes. A man and woman are casually sitting and visiting in the first high top while a lone woman sits at the last high top in the back by the stage. There are two men sitting alone in separate booths, one very nervous looking the other calm. In the back farthest corner booth are two girls looking very much underage and in a booth next to them are 2 more men. While it isn’t a very busy night by any means, there was an unrest in the air.

The two men at the corner of the bar and the girls sitting in the booth notice the glint of CSA badges and the attempted concealment of their weapons. Suddenly the 2 men in the booth and the man and woman from the high top all stand up and Darg, the leader of their group shouts “DAVENRUE, YOU’RE UNDER ARREST! GET UP AND FOLLOW US QUIETLY!”

Marvin, still quick on his feet, stands up and asks “Or what?” His hand is resting on his gun ready to be drawn.

“Shut the hell up or we’ll shoot everyone dead in this bar!”

“What the hell do I care,” Marvin replied smoothly, really not caring except for one life.

Meanwhile Xiao-Xing had started to quietly sneak up towards the man Uri who was next to Darg. Unfortunately for her, Darg sees her coming and points his gun at her as she’s got her Emaru ceremonial dagger pulled up close to his face.

“What do you think YOU’RE doing little girl?” he sneered.

“Let him go,” she said quietly.

“Or what?”

“I may be young, but I’m not one you really want to mess with.”

“YOU, put your weapon down or this barmaid gets it!” Xe’ yells at Marvin.

“Let her go,” Marvin says, keeping that eerie CSA calm about him.

The catlike man reaches under the bar to plant a small explosive device while the large man from the corner of the bar gets up and starts to walk toward Darg.

“This is not the man you want…leave quietly and without harming anyone…” Zae begins to use persuasion on Darg, but Darg is not fooled. At least not 100%.

“Quit using that crap on me, I can see straight through it!” he exclaims, cocking back his gun to show he’s not fooling around anymore. But suddenly he looks quizzically at the man he has accused of being Davenrue and blinks.

Marvin fully draws his weapon to shoot at Xe and incites Vek to fire at Marvin. His shot makes contact with Marvin, who simply shrugs it off. Xe attempts to move closer to the door with Beth the barmaid. In the back of the bar, Uri swings towards Xiao, but is parried away. Darg also fires at Marvin, but completely misses.

“Not that good of a shot, eh?” someone remarks snidely.

Zae takes his throwing daggers and whips one expertly at Darg. It sinks into his jugular, mortally wounding him. Xiao takes her dagger and goes to slash at Uri, who is stunned by her blows. Lakelyn, who before then had sat at her table without moving, has gotten up to join the fight and mortally wounds Uri with her Vibro-Ax. Marvin fires at Xe’ but misses her. The Triani sets the timer and dives over the bar. Vek, seeing that the fight is NOT going down well, runs out the entrance.

3….2….1….BOOOM! Marvin is thrown back into the 2nd high top and Beth lands up hard against the wall and slumps down, unconscious. The bomber escapes out the back exit while everyone gets up from the explosion. While most of the bar patrons are fine, the bar is not.

“Please, please let me go,” says the accused man.

“You’re not going anywhere,” Zae says.

“Why? You’re the one responsible for this whole mess,” Xiao exclaims.

“But I’m NOT Davenrue! I swear!”

“Why should we believe you?”

After bringing Beth to consciousness, Marvin moves closer to the alleged Davenrue. His clothes, while burned and musty, still had the insignia and design of a CSA soldier. Xiao notices this, and tries to hide behind the nervous man’s figure.

“Because I am Davenrue,” states the calm looking man, standing up from his seat at the back of the bar.

“What the hell?

“You all did a very nice job here. I’m impressed with your skills. Who set off the bomb? It was a nice touch.”

The 4 patrons each shrugged their shoulders.

“That’s too bad. I can always make good use of someone knowledgeable in bombs.”

“Well, I’ve worked with the Brosin Underground demolition group,” Xiao offered.

“I suppose that could be helpful.” He seemed to dismiss her entirely.

“I also have some skills in detonation,” piped up Lakelyn.

“On any note, you were all quite impressive tonight and I would like to offer you a job.”

“Do I look like I need a job?” sneered Marvin.

“Well, for those of you who ARE interested, meet me back here tomorrow night.”

There was a murmuring of possible agreement and the real Davenrue walks off.

“Might as well loot these jerks,” Marvin says. There are a few hundred credits on them and some blaster weapons. Zae picks up a weapon and Marvin the credits.

“We should find that jackass who tried to blow us up tonight.”

And with that, the small group disbanded.

Brosin Underground

“In our top story tonight, the Brosin Underground has claimed responsibility for the bombing earlier today that killed three and wounded 18 others,” explained the well dress female news anchor displayed on the bar room screen. “The explosion took place at approximately 0700 hours locale time at Rann Processing Plant. Authorities are still investigating the type of explosives used, but our sources report that there were at least four separate devices…”

“Turn off that Espo propaganda.”

“Shut up, old timer. I’ve got friends in Rann.” A muscled man sitting at the bar glared back at the ragged looking fellow. “We’ve heard your stories plenty of times. The Underground you knew is dead. Now all we have left are these damn terrorists.”

“They weren’t always this way,” the old man muttered, as he took another swig from his mug. “The Underground I knew never would have attacked innocent miners. We were trying to help those folk.”

As he continued to mutter into his beer, the young barmaid wandered over. “It’s okay, Sam. I understand how you feel.”

“Thanks, Beth. You’re a real doll.”

A little history

Six years have passed since the destruction of the second Death Star and the fall of the Empire. And while the New Republic is working to rebuild and rein in the chaos, the Corporate Sector has slow to change. The Corporate Sector Authority was never one to play favorites as long as it was profiting, though it did realize that the New Republic as it was would not tolerate its practices for long. This would lead to a number of political overhauls throughout the sector. The biggest revolution was on the planet of Brosi.

Throughout the Galactic Civil War, the Brosin Underground had been openly supported by the Rebel Alliance, although not without some difficulty. Presently, though, with the New Republic needing to work more closely with the CSA, the support has become more clandestine. More political. Due to New Republic positioning, the CSA has significantly reduced their practice of forced labor on Brosi and the working conditions in many of the mining operations have improved dramatically. The local hero, Randle Clanse, was recently elected into a position in the Galactic Senate as a representative of the Brosin people. To many Brosins, it’s a golden age.

Not all is peaceful, though. The more militant members of the Brosin Underground do not trust this sudden change of heart by the Triumvirate. They even go so far as to call Randle a traitor to her people. Along with this, the native Emaru and Trianii settlers are not satisfied with the supposed reparations that have been paid to them following their treatment by the various corporations. Because of this, terrorist attacks still threaten the peace in major cities like Shoengen, Oshac and even Brosi’s capital, Xedi Prime.

The heart of the Brosin Underground was built around disputes over the CSA zinsian mining operations, but two other major companies play significant roles in Brosi’s economy. Trigdale Metallurgy, headquartered in Xedi Prime, is a source of many precious metals and gems found in the mountains. It has struggled since the end of the decadent days of the Empire and the sanctions placed upon its workforce by the New Republic.

The other is Genetec Laboratories. Founded under the rule of Emperor Palpatine and located in the city of Oshac, it is one of the most controversial companies in the Corporate Sector. It produces many genetic enhancements used in medical fields, crop production, and even the creation artificially Force sensitive Meta-Humans. This last bullet is the one of biggest concern to the New Republic. The Empire had planned on using these Meta-Humans in its ranks of Stormtroopers, and the CSA has shown interest in acquiring some for their Security Division. With the Empire in ruins, though, Genetec has offered up their research to the highest bidder.


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