The group of people that gathered in Kaliban’s that day were as disparate as could be. They all had their own reasons for being there: Some were searching for kindred spirits to share their vision of the future; others had more base interests in spirits and were just hoping to drown out the past. Two were working, or looking for, work. One was just desperate for a hot meal and finally one was there for enigmatic reasons and had a cunning plan (and explosives)
Before anyone really had a chance to settle in (and while the Duros executed his cunning plan), a squadron of planetary defense forces entered the cantina and began to question the patrons. They were “Looking for someone”. They checked ids and didn’t take too kindly to resistance.
While most people ducked out the back or didn’t resist, the duros, Loor, stepped outside and noticed another squadron of troops in the street. Taking objection to his “babies” being taken, Loor threatened the troops with a live grenade. They failed to be coerced and the grenade was dropped. Loor ducked back inside and the blast from the grenade sealed the front door.
Eventually the party and the remainder of the patrons were subdued (either willingly or otherwise) and transported to a nearby ship that took them off-world. One of the other prisoners told them they were going to “The end of the line” – formally known as Terminus Prison. A failed mining station on the planet’s moon.
Once they landed, the party were divested of their personals, issued orange prison garb and escorted to the general population where they witnessed the cultural hierarchy found therein.
The prison population was run by a Devaronian named Garssh and his cronies. The group was noticed being new blood in the yard by Garssh and Jal ingratiated himself into the gang leader’s good graces with an offer to make pharmaceuticals for him.
The days blurred as our party languished in the jail. Moving daily between their cell and the common area, but never beyond. They made few attempts at socializing as their cellmates were a taciturn bunch that advised them not to cross A’sha.
Finally a change in routine came and Jarek’s cell opened. He went exploring while his cellmate, Zazi, attempted to unlock the other cells with little success. Jarek met with a guard in the now deserted common area and was advised that his aunt expected results. The guard rearmed him and told him that his friends belongings would be returned and to watch for the signal. Jarek returned to his cell and asked the others for help in killing Garssh. No one disagreed.
During their next stint in the common area, a Rodian that shared their cell made a beeline towards Garssh. They managed to convince him to not rat them out. While they were, negotiating with Grib, an alarm sounded and a fight broke out. This was the signal. During the chaos, A’sha ran up and shanked the Rodian, Grib, and ran off into the mine without saying a word.
The party ran for where their gear was to be stashed and Jarek made a for Garssh, who was legging it for an exit. Garssh went down with only a little effort and the group made individual plans to escape. Del’nor went searching for a computer. Loor was looking for his “children”. The rest followed Jarek deeper into the prison and eventually into the mining complex proper.
Del’nor found a map, and Loor didn’t find his grenades. The guards were close on the heels of the rest of the party and eventually they all managed to meet up and head to what Del’nor promised was a way out of here.
They subdued the guards in the armoury, replenished what gear they could (and Loor found his “ladies”), and headed to the hangar.
In the hangar they came across a number of ships in various conditions of disrepair. It looked like the guards had started stripping down some of the ships to sell off parts.
With the guards close on their heels, they made their choice and headed for a YT-2000 only to discover that it wasn’t atmospherically sealed. They decided to try and take a Ghtroc 720 and a Loronar E-9 at the same time but the guards arrived and they all dove for the Loronar.
As they were racing through a systems check to ensure it would fly. A’sha came racing into the Hangar from a far corridor with the guards hot on her heels. She jumped onto the ship just in time and Jarek took off.
There was a brief discussion about destination and once the coordinates were set, the stars blurred into hyperspace and the party took a breath to assess their situation…