1. Session Reports

Relics Of The Past

Season 0
March 8, 2025

Session GM: BioticSession Date: 08/03/2025
Session Summary
  • The Jedi travel to Tatooine to meet a reputationally questionable collector who claims he has ancient Jedi artifacts he’s willing to sell back to the Order
  • The furred Jedi all proceed to struggle with the heat and sand of Tatooine, and Riordan has to be stopped by Dharg from causing an incident with a slaver
  • The Jedi meet the collector, a Devaronian named Yelvis at his casino who assures the Jedi his artifacts are the real deal, but doubles his asking price for said artifacts
  • The Jedi take a ride in Yelvis’ limo to his warehouse only to discover all his goods were stolen and his guards knocked unconscious
  • The Jedi investigate and get on the trail of the stolen goods (Laszlo fell in a hole), and navigate a literal minefield of knockout mines at an abandoned farmstead
  • The Jedi avoid a fight with the thief, a former slave of Yelvis’ named Evelyn and her droid Hax
  • Evelyn gives the Jedi all the artifacts and accompanies the Jedi back to Dantooine, with the Jedi present acquiring assorted pieces of ancient battle armor
  • Riordan drops the coordinates of the thief’s hideout to Yelvis, but intentionally omits the defenses set up by Evelyn are still live 

Player Characters

  • Bonk
  • Erii
  • Farr
  • Laszlo
  • Riordan
March 23rd, 2025

Factions

  • Jedi Order
March 23rd, 2025

NPCs

  • Knight Dharg Raxos
  • Yelvis Daveer (Yelvis must die. Yelvis is out a massive sum of credits, and likely very upset with the Jedi)
  • Evelyn & Hax
March 23rd, 2025

Locations

  • Mos Espa, Tatooine
March 23rd, 2025

Narrative Section (Riordan)

“And, there.” Riordan said with a small huff of exertion as he placed the last piece of his newly acquired armor on its stand within his room. He took a step back, admiring the metal craftsmanship that was this piece of ancient history. It truly was a testament, not just to the dedication of a smith whose life was long since past, but the lasting symbolism of what the Jedi Order represented. This armor had been crafted for, and worn by a Jedi who waded into the thick of battle, devoted to the preservation of light, life, and justice across the Galaxy. The armor bore the scars of conflict, scratches, blemishes, and obvious signs of impeccable repair told a story that spanned centuries of service and protection.

Riordan briefly considered polishing the armor to a mirror finish, having acquired the paste and cloth rags to do so. But, Riordan stayed his hand, for one simple reason. This armor wasn’t meant to be pretty, shiny, or immaculate. It wasn’t some stuffy military officers parade uniform, it was battle armor. It was meant to keep its wearer safe, to keep Riordan safe. And so, Riordan only went to work on buffing out the superficial blemishes and removing the residual oily fingerprints left behind.

From her chosen perch Biscuit had watched her owner fawn over this latest acquisition. The little bird stood from a nest she’d crafted herself up in a corner of the room, preening herself and hopping onto the edge of her nest and taking flight. A rapid flight of her wings had her landing on the collar of the breastplate. She proceeded to shimmy and hop about, like a feathery piece of popcorn as she seemed to take in and inspect the armor herself. “What do you think Biscuit, pretty cool huh?” Riordan asked the Hetzalian songbird, and she seemed to nod her head in agreement with a small chirp. And that was about the time the bird decided this was the perfect instrument to sharpen her beak with. She rapidly went to work, scrabbling her beak across the metal surface, prompting Riordan to rush forward in attempts to remove the bird with a “Dammit Biscuit stop it!” of frustration following. Biscuit, of course, was far too quick for her owner, flying off with a small bout of sass singing.

March 23rd, 2025