One never really trusts a Hutt I suppose. At best, you trust that your luck is holding when dealing with them. And our lucky coin just flipped sides.
Long story short? We've done everything we're supposed to; minded our manners, shown respect, followed the appropriate chains of protocol. We met with Karaga and went over our business with U'largo. He approved of the delivery and sent us on our way.
The delivery went... disastrously. What appeared to be no more than some modern Hutt art- a sculpture of some sort - was actually a hidden message that alerted U'Largo that the delivery crew was actually there to kill him.
Of course we didn't know that! We tried to insist that we had no intentions of killing him- Davin is normally very impressive with smoothing things over with verbal diplomacy. This time however- it turned into more ... aggressive negotiations.
We were attacked and without our weapons. (They'd of course made us relinquish them.) I was able to call the box of our weapons to us as soon as they opened fire - and it became a blaster fight. One of them had a rather nasty blaster too- a disruptor rifle. It took a solid hit on HK and the poor droid lost his visual receptors! Not that it mattered... anything that got close enough to him quickly learned how efficient those old relics are.
Cham was kept busy keeping us mended- and these Hutt thugs were no pushovers. They carried some solid weaponry too. Davin got taken down by U'Largo- but no sooner than he was done, he was rejuvenated by the doc and put a finishing strike to the Hutt.
It's unfortunate that it went that way. Doubly so really. I mean- I've no problem running goods. But I have a serious problem doing someone else's dirty work. I'm not a bounty hunter. I'm not a mercenary. In fact... I'm trying to be ... a [redacted]? If I can piece that together any time soon.
I'm sure this will please Krischa- but to be honest, I'd prefer to be done with her. That was manipulative and double crossing. And worst of all - the payment promised for delivery? Well it was supposed to come from the hutt we just killed. So I guess we just did that bantha-shit for free.
Puts me in a bad mood J.
And I'm already in a bad mood given my circumstances.
Long story short? We've done everything we're supposed to; minded our manners, shown respect, followed the appropriate chains of protocol. We met with Karaga and went over our business with U'largo. He approved of the delivery and sent us on our way.
The delivery went... disastrously. What appeared to be no more than some modern Hutt art- a sculpture of some sort - was actually a hidden message that alerted U'Largo that the delivery crew was actually there to kill him.
Of course we didn't know that! We tried to insist that we had no intentions of killing him- Davin is normally very impressive with smoothing things over with verbal diplomacy. This time however- it turned into more ... aggressive negotiations.
We were attacked and without our weapons. (They'd of course made us relinquish them.) I was able to call the box of our weapons to us as soon as they opened fire - and it became a blaster fight. One of them had a rather nasty blaster too- a disruptor rifle. It took a solid hit on HK and the poor droid lost his visual receptors! Not that it mattered... anything that got close enough to him quickly learned how efficient those old relics are.
Cham was kept busy keeping us mended- and these Hutt thugs were no pushovers. They carried some solid weaponry too. Davin got taken down by U'Largo- but no sooner than he was done, he was rejuvenated by the doc and put a finishing strike to the Hutt.
It's unfortunate that it went that way. Doubly so really. I mean- I've no problem running goods. But I have a serious problem doing someone else's dirty work. I'm not a bounty hunter. I'm not a mercenary. In fact... I'm trying to be ... a [redacted]? If I can piece that together any time soon.
I'm sure this will please Krischa- but to be honest, I'd prefer to be done with her. That was manipulative and double crossing. And worst of all - the payment promised for delivery? Well it was supposed to come from the hutt we just killed. So I guess we just did that bantha-shit for free.
Puts me in a bad mood J.
And I'm already in a bad mood given my circumstances.