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Njal grabbed two drinks and sauntered over to Perez. He easily settled himself in and slid the drink over to the man, then took a sip. He let the silence sit for a moment, the confused look to fill the man's face.

Just before he lost his ice, Njal spoke softly, "By being here, I know that you want to avoid any trouble with the Black Hats. I think we all do. But I got myself a bit of an issue. I hope you can help me out.

You see, I was doing some work on a busted lock at the med-bay. I guess there had been some bad business there and the Black Hats had gotten' involved. The kind of thing a Emperor-fearing type would not want to be associated with.

The problem for you is, the machine-spirit couldn't stop telling me about your Ident. I could just make my life easier and turn this all over to the proper channels, but.... we all know how that would turn out. I wanted to give you chance, to come clean, avoid those unpleasant complications.

I think you are the type of loyal citizen that would want to unburden themselves. My friend from Krieg doesn't think we should waste the time, but I am a more.... forgiving.... sort than that.

Help yourself out and prove me right.


With that, he offers Perez a Lho stick.

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Responding to Simonds question if the men outside could be armed, Wyona responds "We are in an imperial base under constant ork attack... of course they are armed."



Inside the bar, Perez visually squirms as Njall confronts him and as soon as he gets a peek on Poncho a small, ratlike squeak exits his throat. He takes the LHO stick with shaking hands and fumbles with the lighter. He is obviously afraid, but you get the diffuse feeling his fear is more focussed on the immediate future instead of the more intermediate. He puts his right hand on a spot on his colar and wispers "Shut up! They'll hear you!" as his panicked gaze races over to the door.

From outside Wyona mutters "ohh frakk... there's another two of them that just started to go around for the back exit. And the four in front look like they are in for trouble... You'll get company any moment now..."


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Simond sighs and rubs his sweaty forehead as he inwardly curses the planet's climate, the aircondition could barely keep up with the press of bodies at the best of times. 'They are looking for trouble then.' He felt excitement starting to fill his blood.

He subtly loosens his knife in it's sheath, and then with the other hand slightly less subtly loosens the chainsword in it's sheath making sure that he is screened by his dice companion and the table as he does so.
'We're getting drinks.' He stands up and gives Balwin a motion to get moving before he turns and starts to push his way to the bar.
'Be prepared to follow me, and for the emperor's sake, take that hand off that knife hilt.'
He reaches the bar.
Spoiler:
If the bartender is there. If not he loiters there like he wants to buy one

He asks and pays for a bottle of beer.
'I'm ready to start disarming if needs be boss.' He says sipping his beer holding the cap in the palm of his left hand.
The bottles were very useful. You were supposed to return them, but it was much better to take them to the Askari camp and get them filled up with something a little more potent.

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Njal unsnaps the holster of his las-pistol.


He slowly stands up, and offers Perez a light for his Lho Stick.

In a harsh whisper the ice-worlder says, "Then, melt and tell me what's going on. Clocks ticking."

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Krieg! What a hole...

With the voices of his squadmates ringing in the small device in his ear, Poncho also reaches out for his laspistol, having opted for the less powerful, but easier-to-carry-at-the-bar weapon, safety was off and the holster was opened, as he reached for a sip of that fresh-ish water offered there.

His mask betrayed no emotion from the Kriegsman as he looked around the room once more, scanning for more potential troubles.

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As the four newcomers enter - 3 men and a women - the two workers in their overalls turn around and give them a recognizing look. At least Simonds first impression is, that they know each other and the workers make no move to leave the bar. The Guardswomen in the back at the slot machine on the other hand seems deeply sunken into her game and doesn't take notice of them at all. The Barkeep it nowhere to be seen, but as he positions himself at the counter to order something, he believes he heard the notion of a "thud" behind the door to the kitchen, followed by a noise that might be a dropping body that was barely caught before going to the ground to not make a lot of noise.

One of the 3 men is a bit older and has a burn scar on the left side of his head that also took half his ear, the rest looking like melted. He seems to be in charge from the body language of the group. The women and one of the other men are of stocky and short build, with brokkoli ears that indicate some experience in wrestling or boxing, but something in their visage implies they are not the brightest lights on the candle. Their similar haircolor and appaerance makes them look like siblings. The last man is a good 6 feet tall, slender, but well muskeled and even Simond had to aknowledge: quite pretty. Definetly someone who might flirt with a lady or one or the other gentleman to get what he wants and who is quite good at that.
Each of them has a pistol holster at the hip, the "pretty boy" has two. The older, boss type has a chainsword at his other hip, while the siblings carry shock mauls.

The two workers are local folk you would guess, at least they look a lot like Teodore and the other Skrynnians you saw so far. They look strong like workers, but Simonds experiences look tells him they are not experienced fighters. They have their toolboxes with them and each of them has a heavy wrench beside him.

All in all not the best odds to start a brawl, but as long as they don't get a jump on your lot, your chances are not abysmal.



The older guy scans the room for the moment, before approaching Balwin Simond and "accidently" pushing over a bottle of sticky sirup at the counter, that drops and splashes his rider boots with their content. As Simond looks up, the old Geezer looks confrontative "Got a problem there chap?! I don't like your kind, you know? All stuck up, like some noble folk. Bet you aren't that big when you're not on your little horsies..."
[He tries to provoke Simond to "go outside"]



Meanwhile Tambo and M'Gele have silently gotten up, hurried across the second half room, to get into the blind spot directly around the corner from the counter at the kitchen wall. So if push comes to shove, they will be some yards nearer to Simond to assist or might get the jump on someone getting into the second room to get at Njal and Perez. They have their hands at their slightly curved swords.

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Simond takes a sip at his beer and smiles back up at the old man. 'Why don't you run along codger. I'll give you this chance; there is no glory in breaking brittle old bones.'
Spoiler:
trying an intimidation (strength 38, fellowship 32) not sure which it would be under so I'm covering both bases


   
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Spoiler:
rolled a 60, so intimidation did not work... at least not as intended


The old man laughs and spits out on the floor, half hitting Simonds riding boots. "Try me, princess! Lets see who'll collect his teeth in the gutter." while he says that, one of his friends already opens the door, to "escort" you outside. The workers in their overal don't make any move to follow, so it would be "just" Simond, Balwin and the four newcomers, should he follow them outside. Plus Wyona, who was waiting outside and who your sparring partners should not have seen coming in.


Over at Njalls table, Perez has beads of sweat on his brow and whispers "... I thought they were just making some credits on the side, a little bit of black marketing to help the locals. I chipped in once, no big deal, but they kept coming back and wanting more... And when I wanted out they..." Njall can easily guess the rest, but he is not completely sure, if Perez tells the thruth or if he snitches on his buddies to get a lighter sentence, now that the cat is out of the bag.

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Njal nodded, "I have seen it happen to plenty of good troopers. No need to be ashamed.

The only way out now, is to tell me how I can find them."


The Ice-worlder tried to look as paternal as he could muster.

He imagined what his dad would have said, but then figured that was the wrong approach. His dad would of cuffed him and sent him to go tweak the arrays out in the cold as punishment. His dad was more like a boiler, all pent up until it exploded. Probably best not to mimic him.

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Simond lets his lips twist upwards at the ends. 'Outside?'
He screws the lid back onto the beer bottle.
In the next moment, the lid on tight, he had his hand around the neck of the bottle in a reverse grip like it was a dagger.
He lunged forwards and slammed the base of the bottle into the man's teeth he raised his hand back and smashed the bottle into the other man's teeth again. He didn't really hold back. If the base of the bottle broke off it'd still serve it's purpose. It might serve it's purpose even better. His blood was a mixture of furious anger and spiteful satisfaction.
As he did so she shouted to his companion, 'Balwin! WATCH MY BACK!'
Spoiler:
Furious assault confers 2x attacks


Balwin should be able to hold the other two off for long enough for him to deal with this, he set about ruining the older man's face. He had warned the idiot.
Spoiler:
Brawler - I got the following when we leveled up last, I was kinda hoping for this.

TWO AGAINST THE ODDS
Type: Passive
Cost: 400 xp
Effect: The Brawler’s Comrade is used to fighting long odds with his partner. So long as the Brawler’s Comrade is within Cohesion, enemies gain no bonus for outnumbering the Brawler and the Brawler may React to Melee Attacks
even if he is Unaware or Surprised.
WATCH MY BACK!
Type: Order (Half Action)
Cost: 300 xp
Effect: The Brawler shouts for his Comrade to step in, covering his blind spots as he moves to strike. Until the start of his next Turn, all enemies suffer a –10 penalty to Weapon Skill Tests to hit the Brawler. The Brawler may make
one additional Dodge or Parry Reaction before the start of his next Turn. The Brawler’s Comrade must be within communication range for him to enact this Order.

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Desk with Perez, Poncho, Njal and Erc

Perez looks back and forth between Njal and Poncho, being especially intimidated by the Kriegers gasmask - his regiment does have a reputation - and seems to decide to rather try his luck with the new bunch instead of his old coconspirators. He still seems on the brink of panicking and by now Njal is pretty sure that this is not just a guise. He seems indeed to be just some random little clerk, that had the bad luck to get in contact with the completely wrong people at the wrong place and time.
"I met two workers at a smoke break behind the water purifier. We got talking about how much the locals struggle and they asked if I wanted to help. So I did... They found out where I live and since then they come by when they need something..." So he himself does not seem to know where to find them, but the workers (potentially the two sitting in the inn with you) might be a lead.

Your talk is cut short, as you hear the tell tale sounds of a beginning brawl near the bar, and the sound of breaking glass.

Near the bar - Simond, Balwin, 4 Attackers (lets call them Al, Ben, Chris and Dean)

Even though his for opponents were prepared to fight, the fury and speed of Simonds attack seemed to have taken them completely on the wrong foot. While his first hit with the glasbottle only glanced the jaw of the Al, the older guy, it is enough to distract him and let his counterpunch go wide enough, that the cavalryman can easily dodge him. His buddies Ben and Chris immediatly spring forward to grapple Simond and hold subdue him, but Balwin is on his toes, rams his shoulder into one of them and punches the other away, giving Simond space to breathe. Just as Simonds backhand brings the bottle back around, this time breaking it and two of Al's front teeth in the process, Dean, the last of the quad does smash a fist into the side of his head. For an unarmed hit, he really got him good, but Simond is experienced enough of a melee fighter to fight through the pain and stay alert.
So far he is selling himself good, but two against four does not look to bright, especially if more could follow.

Out of the corner of your eye, you can see both of the workers in their overals stand up and grap their wrenches, but also Tambo and M'Gele coming around the corner, trying to get behind dean fast and without him noticing.
Spoiler:
The bottle is an improvised weapon with 1d10-2 (primitive 7)
First attack hits without a problem (56, enemy couldn't parry, but only 1 damage. Second attack is a 13, another 4 damage, bottle breaks.
Now the enemies get a swing (all with -10 because of WATCH MY BACK and without boni because of TO AGAINST THE ODDS)
two hit, two miss. But simond is allowed to dodge or parry which he does with a 3... wow, not bad. The other attack hits with 2 damage (did rigtheous fury, but that did nothing since Simond made a toughness roll.
I'm impressed, the brawler does have it in him.



Mid of the inn - Tambo, M'Gele, the unknown guardswoman

As the brawl starts, the Guardswoman at the slotmachine turns around confused and tries to get a grip on the situation. Immediatly she ducks into cover and you have the impression, that she is indeed just a bystander. The two Askaris step forward to try and close the distance and come to Simonds help, while trying to keep silent enough to get the jump on at least one of them. But just as they almost reached Deans back, the two workers shout "DEAN! BEHIND YOU!". The called turns around just in time to face the Askaris. Tambo wasn't yet sure, if it was wise to raise the stakes, but as Simond seems to be in all out fighting mode, he draws a curved, sabre like blade and slashes out in a lighting fast, crescent like motion. Dean screams out, as the blade cuts bonedeep into the flesh of his upper thigh as blood sprays everywhere and he goes down, trying to stop the bleeding with both hands and not go into shock.
Everyone involved seems to take a deep breath and hesitate a moment, realizing that this has gone beyond fists now, as Als hand goes towards his chainsword and the others start drawing their weapons too.
Spoiler:
So, that should be a real hard stealth check, as they are fully awake and counting on company, So I'll give Tambo a -30. 74, no...
But Tambo can attack and hits for ... outch... rolled a 10, so righteous fury... 13 damage and a 10 on the fury roll... damn, Dean does not look good.

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"Is this something you are willing to die over!" he shouts to the new adversaries, "Because if we don't kill you, the Black Hats will. Give up now, and they don't need to get involved." He punctuates his words by drawing his las-pistol.

He nods to Erc, who grabs Perez and pushes him down to avoid the oncoming fight.


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The bottle broke in a spray of beer and glass. And he dropped it, moving his hand down towards the hilt of the chainsword. It'd pay to make some room about himself, even if these fools couldn't throw a punch worth a damn.

The idiot was reaching for his chainsword. Bad business that, could have settled with losing a few teeth, but the fool was asking for more. Simond charged into the idiot man with his shoulder trying to push him back, make him stumble, unable to get that sword out. His left hand was down by his knife as it was, and he had it out of his sheath and was cutting at the grip of the other man's sword in the next instant. It didn't mater if he cut the man's stomach open, sliced his fingers off or carved into his forearm, all would serve equally well.

Spoiler:
So next turn he will get the chainsword out, this turn he'll get the knife out and attack Al

   
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[Still first turn]

As Njall challenges the attackers to give up or face the blackhats, he catches a glimpse of the guardswomen who has ducked for some cover between the slotmachines and is holding a Lascarbinel at her side. She seems out of her water, but hellbend on defending herself. Your best guess is to rather not approach her, because she doesn't know who is on her side, so when in doubt she WILL shoot.
The group - and by now you are pretty sure the workers and the four guys that had surrounded Simond are a group - ignore Njalls offer, which might mean they are either really really dumb or know full well that their lives are forfeith if Perez or any witness of him get out of here alive. At least that would be the only reason for Njall if he was in their place to risk something as dumb as they are trying to pull of here.

Poncho springs up from his table and draws his laspistol, hurrying over to the corner where Tambo and M'Gele had just started to run into melee to get off a shot. Out of the sprint he doesn't really have time for a good aimed shot, so he just takes in the scenery and goes for the best armed person he sees that is not entangled in melee which is the guy drawing the two pistols. He leaves the setting on normal for now, but his expertise with this kind of weapon lets him anticipate Deans dodging motion, hitting him in the right shoulder, just as he raises his two weapons on Tambo.
Spoiler:
Poncho rolled a 2 (on 56 + 10 for short range +10 for single attack, 7 degrees of success), so that is a clear hit, 9 +2 + 3 (mighty shot) +7 (lasgun Mastery) = 21 damage. The guy fails to dodge thanks to your lasgun Expertise, ouch... umm... he is at -6, He almost loses a hand, but more importantly he goes down due to fatigue and pain. Which means you'll have one uncontious guy to question later.


[Second Turn]
And that is just the kind of distraction that saves the Askari for now, as Dean screams out in agony and sinks his own to lasbolts into the backwall, as his uniform sleeve is set ablaze and flesh and bone fuze to some ugly charcoaly mess. Overwhelmed by pain and shock he goes down, unable to do

Simond lashes out with his knife, aiming for Als hand before he can draw his chainsword, but the old man is quicker on his feet than he looks and backs away just in time, drawing his chainblade. The brutal weapon speeds up on a pust of its lever and the cavalryman has to get all his wits together to stay out of its reach. The good news - if one is willing to call it that way - is that the two workers with the heavy wrenches decide to rather try their luck with Tambo and M'Gele instead of getting into Simonds and Als close combat.
Spoiler:
a 24 hits indeed with a called shot, but as it is a full action, you won't be able to parry. Al unfortunatly dodges successfully with a 12, but fails his counterattack
Note that you have furious assault. So you can make an all-out attack and on a success get another attack for free.


The two big dudes that had just tried to grapple Simond a moment before and hold him for Al try again, but Simond is indeed a slippery one and his training with Balwin pays of nicely. The two of them float like butterflies as they maneuver between the three of them, dodging the chainsword, pushing away grabbing hands, jumping over legs and kicks and evading shoves and punches. For now they remain unharmed, but the center of a lot more attention than they can feel comfortable with.

Both workers mentioned before take a swing at Tambo, trying to bring him down, but their heavy weapons move to slowly, letting him evade them without even the need to parry. The Askari Answers in kind, hitting one of the two with the heavy hilt of his blade to knock him out and indeed the left one tumbles back, bleeding from a wound on his temple and seeming rather disoriented for the moment.
Spoiler:
Daaaamn the dice betray my enemies. Missed with the attacks from the big dudes thanks to Simonds Brawler tricks, missed with all, missed with the two weapon dude, missed with both Workers, but rolled a 1 on Tambos stun attack... But I'm only 1 above so he will only be stunned 2 rounds. Still funny mechanic.


Now the door to the kitchen bursts open and another two combatants enter the fray, two women in standard guarduniforms wielding lasguns that immediatily and professionally duck behind the counter taking in the situation and preparing to add to the fray. By sheer luck they haven't noticed Poncho around the corner yet.

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Njal sees everything is going south and draws his Las-pistol and flips the table over to give him Erc, and Perez some cover.

"What a snowstorm," he grumbles as he gets into cover.

Erc covers the worker with his body as best he can and draws his Brontian Toothpick in case anyone gets too close.

Spoiler:
If I still have more time left, I will take spray some fire over the counter to suppress the ladies behind it with the las-guns.

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