A Failure's Tale - Chapter Eleven
The Quest
I woke up in the morning with a terrible headache, no doubt from the dream that I had the night previous. I kept trying to tell myself that it was only some kind of messed up concoction my mind decided to brew but something, somewhere, was telling me the opposite. It was telling me that it was real. I'm not a great believer in religion or paranormal, though, I guess you could call the Force, Jedi's and the Sith paranormal. I just had the weirdest feeling that what happened to me last night was reality and I couldn't shake it.
Maybe just some part of me wanted to disbelieve in Revan's death. She was so powerful, how could she die so easily?
And Morgana..
Morgana looked so real.
It seemed as if she wanted me to be happy.
I decided that it was time to see my old Mandalorian "friend". He was going to enjoy this and I knew I best have myself prepared for the flash of verbal insults that would probably be thrown at me, did I fail to mention the laughter, too?
***
Canderous began to laugh. "You mean to tell me you got into a fight inside the Jedi Temple with Maria and her thugs?" He asked me as his face burst into joyous laughter at my expense. I stood there with my hand on my hip, frowning at him. It only caused Canderous to laugh even harder, however.
"Don't be so hard on yourself, blaster boy. Heh heh." He said in my direction as I could have sworn tears of laughter were forming in his eyes.
"I just need to get off this planet.." I said, quite annoyed at the response Canderous was giving me so far.
"Fine.. Fine then, kid. Their's this Hutt who goes by the name of Trandis. I'm sure you can strike up some sort of deal with him which would allow you to be smuggled off this heap of junk. Does that satisfy you, BLASTER boy?" Canderous asked me, gritting his teeth. He was obviously annoyed at my questions and to be perfectly honest, I didn't care as long as he answered them. I nodded in his direction.
"Thanks Mandalorian." I said as I turned on my heel and left.
***
"Ohh... You're in a bad position human." Trandis the Hutt told me after I explained my story to him. "But I shall tell you how I can help you. If you bring to me the Parysidian-" Trandis was suddenly interrupted as all the other mercenaries in the room gasped at the mention of the word "Parysidian". Trandis looked around, glaring at anyone who dared to interrupt him before continuing "If you bring me the Parysidian I can set up a deal with a smuggler and get you off of Coruscant, how about it?" He asked me. A tiny groan escaped my lips but it was barely audible. Why did Hutts have to be so good at this bargaining and diplomatic stuff?
"First of all, what is the Parysidian and what does it do?" I asked the Hutt. Trandis just laughed at me, reaching down to his side and grabbing a rodent which he ungracefully shoved into his mouth and chomped upon. I heard a muffled scream and a soft squishing sound as Trandis began digesting the poor little mite.
"You do not need to know what it does or what I intend to do with it. All you need to know is that it's the artifact in the museum that those foolish curators keep under close watch. I hope you also understand that you will not be paid for this mission, human." Trandis informed me as he slithered around on the spot. I nodded in his direction and folded my arms. I wondered what in Revan's name they wanted this Parysidian object for. I wondered what such a rotten, stinking, filthy Hutt could do with it. I decided, however, that it was best if I left those questions for my mind only. Trandis may be unpredictable and I didn't want to risk losing my head by opening my big mouth.
It was probably the wisest time I'd ever chose upon to keep it closed.
"So what do you say Jaro? Will you accept this mission?" I glared at the Hutt for a moment and thought about it. I evaluated what could possibly happen and what could possibly go wrong. I decided that it was a dangerous mission, one that I wouldn't be paid for and one that I may die on. I also saw it as my only option and by the way the other mercenaries gasped, not a very good option at that. But Hutt's are thieving bastards. Not being paid; putting my life on the line for this object was a right drag, I could use some credits somewhere along the line after all. But I knew that if I did risk my life on this job then I'd get something that credit chits cannot buy. My life and my freedom. So, I smirked at the Hutt, my lips curling upwards, reflecting my devious train of thought. I opened my mouth and spoke.
"It's a deal."
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Vivid Scripts: Thanks for saying that what I've done is good. So are you one of the "Carth is a whiner" crew you see littered on the bioware forums? :) .. I bet not.. But if you are, it makes me feel good that you're reading this story. On an extraneous note myself.. I haven't completed the male kotor game.. But I can tell you on the female game .. If your gonna play through the romance.. Carth is more fun when you tease him.. Don't be nasty.. Just tease him.. i.e. calling him a "Hairless Wookie" never grows old ;). The DS ending may interest you with Carth also.. I don't want to spoil it too much, though. And finally.. I've heard a lot of guys who have played both romances through say the Revan/Carth one is a lot more fulfilling.. So you may enjoy it or you may not.. It all depends on the individual I guess. As for KOTOR 2? Hmmm.. The rumour is that Obsidian will be working on it.. It's not stone cold fact though.. And, really.. I'd much prefer it if someone stuck the cut ending back in!
Shadow39: It's sad.. but this isn't as sad.. Carth's becoming a very naughty boy now as you can see ^_^. Thanks for reviewing.
The Quest
I woke up in the morning with a terrible headache, no doubt from the dream that I had the night previous. I kept trying to tell myself that it was only some kind of messed up concoction my mind decided to brew but something, somewhere, was telling me the opposite. It was telling me that it was real. I'm not a great believer in religion or paranormal, though, I guess you could call the Force, Jedi's and the Sith paranormal. I just had the weirdest feeling that what happened to me last night was reality and I couldn't shake it.
Maybe just some part of me wanted to disbelieve in Revan's death. She was so powerful, how could she die so easily?
And Morgana..
Morgana looked so real.
It seemed as if she wanted me to be happy.
I decided that it was time to see my old Mandalorian "friend". He was going to enjoy this and I knew I best have myself prepared for the flash of verbal insults that would probably be thrown at me, did I fail to mention the laughter, too?
***
Canderous began to laugh. "You mean to tell me you got into a fight inside the Jedi Temple with Maria and her thugs?" He asked me as his face burst into joyous laughter at my expense. I stood there with my hand on my hip, frowning at him. It only caused Canderous to laugh even harder, however.
"Don't be so hard on yourself, blaster boy. Heh heh." He said in my direction as I could have sworn tears of laughter were forming in his eyes.
"I just need to get off this planet.." I said, quite annoyed at the response Canderous was giving me so far.
"Fine.. Fine then, kid. Their's this Hutt who goes by the name of Trandis. I'm sure you can strike up some sort of deal with him which would allow you to be smuggled off this heap of junk. Does that satisfy you, BLASTER boy?" Canderous asked me, gritting his teeth. He was obviously annoyed at my questions and to be perfectly honest, I didn't care as long as he answered them. I nodded in his direction.
"Thanks Mandalorian." I said as I turned on my heel and left.
***
"Ohh... You're in a bad position human." Trandis the Hutt told me after I explained my story to him. "But I shall tell you how I can help you. If you bring to me the Parysidian-" Trandis was suddenly interrupted as all the other mercenaries in the room gasped at the mention of the word "Parysidian". Trandis looked around, glaring at anyone who dared to interrupt him before continuing "If you bring me the Parysidian I can set up a deal with a smuggler and get you off of Coruscant, how about it?" He asked me. A tiny groan escaped my lips but it was barely audible. Why did Hutts have to be so good at this bargaining and diplomatic stuff?
"First of all, what is the Parysidian and what does it do?" I asked the Hutt. Trandis just laughed at me, reaching down to his side and grabbing a rodent which he ungracefully shoved into his mouth and chomped upon. I heard a muffled scream and a soft squishing sound as Trandis began digesting the poor little mite.
"You do not need to know what it does or what I intend to do with it. All you need to know is that it's the artifact in the museum that those foolish curators keep under close watch. I hope you also understand that you will not be paid for this mission, human." Trandis informed me as he slithered around on the spot. I nodded in his direction and folded my arms. I wondered what in Revan's name they wanted this Parysidian object for. I wondered what such a rotten, stinking, filthy Hutt could do with it. I decided, however, that it was best if I left those questions for my mind only. Trandis may be unpredictable and I didn't want to risk losing my head by opening my big mouth.
It was probably the wisest time I'd ever chose upon to keep it closed.
"So what do you say Jaro? Will you accept this mission?" I glared at the Hutt for a moment and thought about it. I evaluated what could possibly happen and what could possibly go wrong. I decided that it was a dangerous mission, one that I wouldn't be paid for and one that I may die on. I also saw it as my only option and by the way the other mercenaries gasped, not a very good option at that. But Hutt's are thieving bastards. Not being paid; putting my life on the line for this object was a right drag, I could use some credits somewhere along the line after all. But I knew that if I did risk my life on this job then I'd get something that credit chits cannot buy. My life and my freedom. So, I smirked at the Hutt, my lips curling upwards, reflecting my devious train of thought. I opened my mouth and spoke.
"It's a deal."
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Vivid Scripts: Thanks for saying that what I've done is good. So are you one of the "Carth is a whiner" crew you see littered on the bioware forums? :) .. I bet not.. But if you are, it makes me feel good that you're reading this story. On an extraneous note myself.. I haven't completed the male kotor game.. But I can tell you on the female game .. If your gonna play through the romance.. Carth is more fun when you tease him.. Don't be nasty.. Just tease him.. i.e. calling him a "Hairless Wookie" never grows old ;). The DS ending may interest you with Carth also.. I don't want to spoil it too much, though. And finally.. I've heard a lot of guys who have played both romances through say the Revan/Carth one is a lot more fulfilling.. So you may enjoy it or you may not.. It all depends on the individual I guess. As for KOTOR 2? Hmmm.. The rumour is that Obsidian will be working on it.. It's not stone cold fact though.. And, really.. I'd much prefer it if someone stuck the cut ending back in!
Shadow39: It's sad.. but this isn't as sad.. Carth's becoming a very naughty boy now as you can see ^_^. Thanks for reviewing.