Mandalorian Onslaught: Besh

[Izzarra]

Z1X shakes its optical sensor <Do not look to me for implements of death and destruction, I am outfitted for repair work. I carry a fire extinguisher not explosives.>

[YuweaCurtis]

Aiden could tell by the sigh that Lyrais had accept that they would probably have to kill some of the individuals. He would try to be as none lethal as possible, but given his actual weapon it would be pretty difficult for him... Then again maybe not. Looking for the largest and further rumble or rock he could, he would close his eyes for a moment in concentration. "I'm going to throw something... large. It won't be explosive but it will smash things. Where should I put it? Unless of course one of you have a better idea of a distraction?"

[Lentrax]

I get it, Zix. Don’t worry about it. Maybe you should hang back for this, wait until the shooting is... over... and... Hmm.

I wonder how they would react to a droid walking in and not an organic.

[Izzarra]

*Processing sounds* <There is a reasonable probability that they would attempt to capture said droid so that they could sell it ... You wish to use me as a distraction?>

[Lentrax]

I think it has a certain appeal to it. More subtle than hurling a giant rock. Or explosives we don't have. But hang on, let me take a look.

[Talespinner]

Peering down closely at the camp, Caera spotted a number of potential routes of entry and possibilities for distraction. Besides the main approach, where any who came nearby would be spotted immediately, there was a large hole at the rear of the crashed freighter that was surrounded by bushes and tree cover. Someone moving stealthily could reach the ship unseen that way, though there was no telling whether they might encounter guards immediately inside. Someone could also circle entirely around the ship and come down a small ravine, out of sight of the guards, but there was no direct way into the ship from there.

Someone taking that route would have to either climb the vessel, risking being spotted, or somehow cut their way in.

Large rocks were poised on the mountainside above the camp; a good push would send them rolling right down on the ship, which would definitely cause a major ruckus. In addition, the fusion lanterns dotting the camp would explode if a good blaster shot hit them, though they were very small targets from this distance. Any other distractions the party wanted to try, they would have to cook up themselves out of what they had brought with them. Night would fall in a few hours, granting them cover of darkness, but it would also become bitterly cold up on these rugged peaks.

[Shadowflick]

Abeedo starts counting his shots, squatting down as he gets ready to move in "Well..I'm ready to go. I say you use the rocks to knock into the entrance of the camp. then I'll go through the forest path and start taking out a few guards. The ravine's an option, but my Jetpack only has so much fuel."

[Izzarra]

<If we are here to salvage supplies, then dropping a load of rocks on top of the vessel containing the desired items may not be the best course of action.> *Processing sounds* <Perhaps we could entice some of them to come to us so that you could conduct some ... aggressive negotiations on our terms.>

[Lentrax]

Okay. Me and Zix here can go through the bush to the hole in the ship. When we’re inside we can see about maybe finding something else to help us. Maybe slice the computers and seal off some of the emergency bulkheads if there are more bandits inside the wreck. Slowing any of them down for even a few seconds will give us an edge.

Caera looks over to the Duros. Abeedo. You circle around. You have a commlink, right? Double-click when you get into position. Me and Zix will single click when we are set up.

Caera turns to the others. Once all of us are in position and give you our signals, you hit them with everything you got. Once the shooting starts, Abeedo hits them from behind, and I hit them from one side. If you have a shot for one of the generators while there’s a couple of these guys nearby, take it, maybe we can end this quick.

[Izzarra]

*Processing sounds* <This plan is acceptable.>

[YuweaCurtis]

Aiden grins, "I was fixing to say, we should avoid any plans that seem like obvious traps." He then winces, looking for the hole she mentioned. "I'd imagine they would know about that or that they would at least have some one inside. Be careful." He was about to ask if she was sure it was a good idea, but she would not have volunteered to go in like that if she couldn't handle herself. He hoped the others indeed had blasters as he didn't. He would pull out his lightsaber and focus himself inwardly before getting into a position to be ready to rush into the camp.

[Shadowflick]

Abeedo nods "Sure thing. Besides, when fireworks start flying I know I'll be needed!" he stays low, but moves to start circling around the camp, trying to get to the back

[Talespinner]

The group's attempts to circle quietly around the back of the ship could have gone better. Loose gravel slid beneath their feet, pinging loudly off of the hull, until finally a very large rock went hurdling down the mountainside and set the durasteel ringing like a gong. The two sentries on top of the ship ran over to the back of the wreck and aimed their blaster rifles at the intruders. "Hey!" one of them shouted, a tall, girthy Nautolan with a nasty scar up the left side of his neck. "The feth do you think you're doing? You wanna do business with us, you come see the boss at the front!"

"I thinks they's thieves, Teth," snarled the other, a grimy Twi'lek male in cobbled-together Republic armor. "I thinks we should put 'em down right here." The Nautolan didn't respond, but he was clearly thinking about his fellow sentry's words. Finally he spoke again. "Is that right? Are you thieves? This is our find, fair and square, and killing you to protect it don't mean a thing to us." Within the ship, other bandits began to stir, reacting to the commotion. It was only a matter of time before an even larger group of them assembled to find out what was going on.

[Lentrax]

Hang on, hang on. Caera waves off their concern and accusations.

Now, just hang on a second. You seriously telling me there’s a front to this wreck?And what do you mean by thieves? I’m no thief, I’m a duly sworn salvage recovery operative, same as all of you right? What say we put the blasters down and find your boss, so we can kick up our boots, have a drink and figure out how we’re gonna get all this salvage out of here before the Republic shows up, accuses us all of being thieves, and has us all locked away without so much as getting a decicredit of profit.

[Izzarra]

"I thinks we should put 'em down right here."

*sad beep*

[Talespinner]

The Twi'lek and the Nautolan glanced at each other as Caera spoke, considering her words. She had a way with persuasion, and it seemed that her fast-talking had managed to fool this pair. "Uh, yeah. Duly sworn, and all that. Should be more careful," the Nautolan called down, lowering his blaster. "Almost got yourselves shot." The Twi'lek lowered his blaster as well, grumbling all the while at being denied the chance to shoot something. "What was the point of spending hours setting up all them fusion lanterns to guide people in if they's still gonna come 'round back?" he muttered, rolling his eyes.

"We'll meet you down there. Don't go anywhere." The two guards disappeared from sight, presumably to make their way down from the top of the hull. It would take them a moment or two to get that far, giving the party the opportunity to act - or to wait and see if diplomacy could carry them any further.

[YuweaCurtis]

"Color me impressed," Aiden says quietly, having had come up behind Caera. "What next? We could take advantage and go offensive, but it feels ashamed to do after you handled it so nicely. Also I'm not one for taking advantage of people." He would slip his none ignited lightsaber back into his vest for the time being.

[Lentrax]

Well, I am. Caera replies just as quietly.

She sighs.

It may not be the way we intended to get in, but we have to make do with what we have. We still have the advantage of surprise on our side though. Besides, she adds with a grin.

She then pulls out her comlink and quickly sends the single click.

We have a plan, don’t we?

She puts the comlink away.

[YuweaCurtis]

Aiden nods, "Yea, I guess there is more than one path to any goal." He crosses his arms and wait for the "escorts".

[Talespinner]

The pair of armed aliens walked through the hole in the ship's exterior, beckoning the party into the wreck. They guided the intruders right, through a shattered bulkhead, and marched them down a narrow corridor until they came to what could only be described as a makeshift throne room. Seated on a stack of crates, flanked by Weequay guards wielding force pikes, was a young human woman with dark hair and piercing amber eyes. A heavy blaster pistol rested on her lap, in easy reach. Her gaze swept across each of the newcomers, assessing them intently. "Found 'em around back, Kass," the Nautolan said.

Kass, clearly the boss here, dismissed the sentries with a nod, and they turned and left the room to go back to their posts. "You should really be more careful," she said, toying idly with her blaster. "Could've gotten yourselves shot." Her voice was low and smooth, echoing in the chamber's tight confines. "What're you looking to buy? You don't seem like the typical starving refugees we get around here." She gestured with the barrel of her gun toward the stacks of crates around the room - food, medical supplies, power cells. A bounty that could keep the refugee camp running for weeks.

[Lentrax]

Caera seats herself on a nearby crate. Oh, we weren’t here to buy. We heard about the wreck and we’re hoping to salvage a few parts to fix our ship and get off this rock. We certainly weren’t expecting to find anyone here, let alone a group of entrepreneurs such as yourselves. But, since you are here, and obviously have a claim on the find, I can deal.

She then looks around nonchalantly. Don’t suppose you have anything to drink around here? I’m Caera, by the way.