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May The Invisible Hand Be With You - (Star Wars CK2-Style Quest)

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Question for all,
When does everyone think is the best time to inform the Jedi of Palpatine plot? I know that Ciaran does not want to involve the Jedi as they might mess up. However, if we do not inform them, the Jedi will oppose us when it is time for the coup against Palpatine. Personally, I think we should inform the Jedi of Palpatine's role in starting the war while not telling them that Palpatine is a Sith Lord. In canon, the Jedi were already moving against Palpatine due to their growing concerns regarding Palpatine's massing of power through undemocratic means. It was just the revelation of Palpatine being a Sith Lord that cause the Jedi to make their move.
 
Pinniped said:
Why would we even consider not telling the Jedi? Sure, we have to wait until the time is right, but they are very powerful force users who are Palpantine's enemies. Our chances of taking him down are so, so much better with the Jedi on our side.
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They are...but then their going to investigate the shit out if Palpatine and all his assets. Assets that could be ours. Sure we'd drop the stupid-evil stuff, but ol'Palpy had his fingers in a LOT of pies.

The other thing to keep in mind is that killing Palpy isn't actually the hard part, as difficult as that would be. Enough ordinance in the right places, and even Sith Masters die. The problem is in the numerous canon, and probably original traps and time-bombs Palpy scattered around in the event that his coup should fail, or the Empire fall into civil war among the various Moffs. Since Palpy is a total asshole, most of these plans involve virulent plagues, crashing galactic economies, and massive, hidden extermination fleets piloted by utter fanatics. This is why our current success chance on Palpy is so low, and why siccing Jedi on him wouldn't really help that much until we take care of all the background details, and at that point we might be able to just take him down ourselves.
 
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So hey, question.

We have picked up the CB-3's. That's nice.

What about the Avatar-7 prototype and the B3 Ultra Battle Droids?

Those things were Genuine threats, and one almost managed to kill Mace Windu before they basically just dropped a Much bigger droid on it at speed.

They could be Very useful, given there design as heavy assault units.
 
Panory said:
You know what Dr. Snark?
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Look Panory, I'm telling you it's not personal. But if I made that canon then it would have been a gateway for a Shitty Meme Virus that would have overtaken this quest in its entirety.

I had no choice. For the future of this quest and its viewers, I had to cut off the potential source of infection.

I'm sure you understand the necessity of such extreme measures. It's for the greater good, you understand.
 
As a Dark Souls addict I've had the idea of writing something in the vein of Aldia's speeches from ds2 for some time now, and the abyss' force users seem kinda fitting with that. Also, let's be honest, far too much time has passed since the last dark souls reference. This might be something one of them writes down during meditation. Likely a Kalee, since they are the most devout, so they think of our way as an actual philosophy, not just "forcepowers without attachment". Should be to short to contribute to the omake insanity, but I still want to share it, so here you go.


"The force as we know it lies divided between the light and the dark. We accept this divide as a given as we study it. Whenever we use the force we resolve to use one part of it, the light or the dark, steeling our mind to avoid for our technique to be weakened by impurity. There are only two ways for us: to serve the light or to reject it. But why should we accept the need to make this choice?"

"We do not know of the origin of the divide, but whether the force was born as one and divided by those that used it, or whether it was born from the conceptions of the living, bearing the divide ingrained in their believes, it is all the same."

"As long as there is a boundary, a clear divide of light and dark, they know of their own position. To use one or the other gives the clarity. As they use the light they are sure of their own righteousness, even though they secretly year for the power of the dark. As they use the dark, they are sure of the strength of their ambition, but still, they know that they have given up the righteousness of the light for it. This is the lie that diminishes the force. Without this, how could they be sure of their virtue, their ambition? Can we even find the strength to grasp for the force without this surety?"

"Those who claim mastery of one of the two sides call themselves "masters" or "lords". What does a title like that mean? Do we seek to become both? Neither? Something else?"

"Once the lie is revealed, nothing remains to guide us. There is no path. Only uncertainty awaits us beyond the scope of light, beyond the reach of dark. And even if we found a way, what could possibly await us at its end? Yet, we search for it. We walk the endless Abyss in search for something we cannot imagine. Such is the fate we have chosen. "
 
To Heal A Wound​

I still had a bit of time before Grievous and his crew were shipping out for the Foundry. It had been the subject of a few sleepless nights, actually. The fact that we were trying to secure a superweapon and that odds were good that at least some of us would perish in the attempt made me uneasy. Like I didn't want to leave something undone if I wasn't sure everyone was going to see the far side of that day.

"The goal of every good doctor is to heal people, and to ensure that people will reach and maintain good health." Introduction to Medical Ethics echoed in my head. Okay, look, I've been reading it to fall asleep since my first year at Byblos. Medicine is simple. Fix what's broken. Ethics are simple. Do the right thing. Insurance is complicated. Hire someone who understands it.

One night I heard people talking about Darra Thel-Tanis. I didn't know the full story. Just that she was a loose end, a Jedi, and that she was in Anakin's orbit. She didn't trust the Abyss Watchers or any organization we were attached to.

Fortunately for me, I'd kept the "501st Medic" jacket they'd given me those months ago after I'd helped out with that battle. I knew how to liase with other medical personnel. I just needed approval and supplies for the operation.

I walked into Gulan Terrik's office in my green Matukai robe, over that jacket. Yes, I made an appointment. How did I get on his calendar when he was booked out solid for two months? Well...a good size bottle of his assistant's favorite brandy let me know that a few of those schedule blocks were placed there to give him a chance to breathe, and a second bottle got me one of them.

"Gulan? I need a favor, and you're going to thank me for the chance to help me out. I need a shipment of those Force-friendly cybernetics to fall off the freighter and get all the brand names and serial numbers removed from both the devices and the records--like they got skipped over. I also need a clean shuttle, one that doesn't point to anybody. A Curich-class from Raith, maybe."

Gulan Terrik stared into my eyes. "Right. Why should I go to all that trouble for someone who's interrupting my lunch hour?"

I stared him right back. "Because I am uniquely positioned to end Darra Thel-Tanis' negativity towards the Abyss Watchers. I'm both a doctor and a Matukai, so I can talk to Jedi Healers about these Force-friendly cybernetics as both a healthcare provider and a Force practitioner."

Gulan blinked first. "You know she won't touch anything we've touched with--ahh."

I smirked. "If I hide not announcing their provenance with fact after fact about my qualifications and how good the technology is, and how in these dark times people need to be kind and giving to each other more...she'll get proper cybernetics from the Jedi Healers and she'll have a thousand million other things going on in her life. She won't have the old cybernetics holding her back as a constant reminder of what the Abyss Watchers did to her, and so she'll stop talking about that."

Gulan tilted his head. "So what's your angle in all of this?"

I smiled beatifically. "The goal of every good doctor is to heal people, and to ensure that people will reach and maintain good health. I'm just trying to be a good doctor."

Gulan growled. "You could have just said you didn't want to tell me. I'd have approved it anyway."

Within the week I had my goods. The ship--my ship, outfitted with a droid brain to keep the engine power balanced, and named the Angel of Mercy, was ready to go.

I knew that the Jedi had evacuated non-essential personnel to Tython. Was there a better way to define what Darra was to the Jedi Order now than that? Non-essential personnel? Probably not.

In the space above Tython I could feel the Force swirling around the planet. Yes, it was very much present here. Something I'd have never noticed when I first got the 501st Medic jacket I was wearing now.

"Angel of Mercy, what is your business with Tython?" ground control buzzed through my comm, bringing me out of my reverie.

I calmed my breathing, picked up the comm. "This is Angel of Mercy, Tython, and I've got a delivery I'd like to make to the Jedi Healers."

"All right, Angel of Mercy, you're cleared for docking platform 4."

I headed for the coordinates of the platform they gave me. I was met, when I landed, by what was probably a Jedi Guardian. "Look, can I go in and talk to a Jedi Healer and see if they want what I've got? If they want it, I'll help them offload it and then be out of your hair."

I was waved through.

It was an easy sell to the Jedi Healers. They had their hands full, and if these things were half as good as I'd told them, they'd be able to have more people there helping them and fewer people needing their help.

"Verify them yourselves. They don't sing with the Force, but they carry its echoes. I'm between tours and I thought I'd lend a hand."

One of the Jedi Healers laughed. "So you brought cybernetics. I think that counts as lending a lot of hands and some feet too."

I laughed in spite of myself. "Suppose it does. Mind if I look through your cybernetics patient list and suggest a few patients you could try these with?"

The Healer nodded. "You'd know as well as we would who good candidates are, at least from the materials end."

We loaded the crates into the hospital.

I went through the cases, marking about a half dozen of them including Darra Thel-Tanis. "Yes, Clarence and Darra and Rygel."

The Healer raised an eyebrow. "Your mind lingers on Darra."

I blinked. "Ah...she's cute, that's all. I think she'd get a lot of benefit. Be able to have a life again."

The Healer nodded. "Right. If you say so. I've got some patients to call about replacing their cybernetics, so if you'd excuse me..."

I took the hint and left, taking off in the Angel of Mercy soon after.

I had no idea if that would do the trick, but I figured it couldn't hurt.

A/N: Darra happened before my time--and Riphath's--and I was intrigued at a long-standing issue that had been neglected.
 
I really don't understand everyone's obsession with Darra. She's a crazy fucking fanatic who's latched into the idea that Ciaran is the source of all evil in the galaxy. There's nothing anyone can do to convince her that she's wrong and there's nothing she can do to actually harm us.

I mean seriously. The Jedi Council, the galaxy's foremost group of heads up their asses hidebound idiots have looked over her evidence and responded with a resounding "Meh." You can't convince a fanatic that they're wrong, that's what makes them a fanatic.
 
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