Howdy partners. So we're back and well, this last session, while lots of fun, had all of the things that frustrate a GM. We had a lot of ground to cover and I was hoping to get through the rest of the Tatooine Manhunt module. Soan Voan's player has to leave the group, so this was to be her sendoff, with a satisfying conclusion where she gets her revenge on Jodo Kast. Additionally, Lo'Sar Tan has it in for Jodo, so something big and important would have happened for him as well.
Well, Lo'Sar Tan's player was a no show because of a flat tire, so I NPC'd him, thinking that the most important aspect that I had planned would be workable in a later session, except for killing Jodo Kast, which would fall to Soan rather than being a rivalry between them for who could chop him to bits first.
Add to this that several players were late, and we ended up starting an hour and a half later than I had hoped. And then the party started split (because some who were not in the last session were still on the Silverlight) and they bungled uniting right away, and once they were united, they split again.. TWO MORE TIMES...and.. well we got to the section I had planned to be 30 minutes in... but it was four hours in by then.
Sigh... so let's just get started with the opening crawl.
Opening Crawl:
Session 34: Toxic Relationships
Soan Voan grabbed the familiar-looking dart out of her neck and looked at it in horror as she collapsed to the ground.
Though she and her friends had survived an ambush at the Mos Eisley cantina set up by her former lover and loan shark Jodo Kast, he had fired the fatal shot and jetpacked away.
The commotion had ended, the band had started playing upbeat and cheery music again, and the last thing Soan saw before she lost consciousness was Hal Brunchkiller standing over her, trying to get hi-fives from the rest of his team after his epic lightsaber throw, oblivious to her fatal condition...
| I kept telling the AI to make the dart smaller. It had trouble understanding, so... you get the idea. And yes, she's so good at spatial awareness that she managed to collapse on a pile of pillows. |

















