Open Felucia A Hutting Party

[Mer'baal Desilijic Hulras]

Felucia
Mer'baal's ship had landed in a clearing. This hunt will be his crowning achievement thus far. Bagging both a rancor and Acklay would no doubt get the moguls attention. Mer'baal decided the Acklay would be first up as it would be harder to find. Leaving his ship he would begin attempting to track one down. Quickly realizing he had never seen an Acklay up close let alone in the wild he was unable to find any tracks ending up almost falling in a sarlacc pit. Getting completely lost in the process.

Wandering the area around him he begins hoping his call for adventurers or fellow hunters would be heard as he would surely die or give up if not. "Tee echuta tah bioo." He would curse out still seeing no tracks attempting to find the clearing again.

Spoiler: OOC

Anyone is free to join this the targets are a jungle rancor and Acklay

 

[Dar'baal]

Dar'baal Desilijic Zordo was a Hutt that coveted a great deal. Every great Hutt in history had beast masters and hordes of monsters at their beck and call. So he saw there to be no reason why he should not have his own creature of fearsome might to represent his own.

The Hutt brought his personal Minstrel class star yacht to Felucia and his hunting group along with it. Dar'baal had little intention at the beginning of this safari to hunt the creature himself. The slug knew he could if he wanted to but what he sought was a beast master just as much as the creatures they cared for. Thus, he had put out a price for an unborn rancor egg or Acklay spawn so he could have one domesticated and trained from a young age.

Two shuttles brought Dar'baal's hunting party down to the planet's surface. Upon landing in a stable patch of land the two ships would set down on small pincer like legs before their ramps extended towards the ground. Onboard an armed hoversled, Dar'baal was led first by a pair of Gamorrean guards and flanked by his usual pair of security droids. The second shuttle carried the various hunters which had volunteered to try out for the possession of beast master, or at least slayer of Rancor and Acklays guarding their nests. As long as Dar'baal got his pet, he did not care.

"Bu koo bo bai koose mi wa kanu sahuaka hatkocanh cahuodaha dokeecha don keemon dokwacha phabeka an bu makacheesa bai doth mah Datka Kotka. Cha koupankankesa mi. Bu panpiht doa ateema." At once, the motly group of half a dozen bounty hunters and thugs ran into the forest. One had jetboots and another had a jetpack, both of which took immediatly to the air while the rest hoofed it. Meanwhile, Dar'baal took a drag on his hoookah and enjoyed the landscape while he sat on his hover sled.

@Javier esschoolbus

 

[Mer'baal Desilijic Hulras]

Hearing movement coming towards him at a quick pace the Hutt stabilizes himself initiating the targeting system for his shoulder mounted repeater. Seeing a group of goons coming out of the bushes he says out his voice unmistakably marking him a hutt. "Coo banba uba wata? Banpop peoi dotke heee heae se see uba?" Though the men would be taken aback seeing a hutt in armor was something they never knew. Mer'baal this time annoyed at the lack an answer aimed the E-WEB at one of the hunters. "Coo banba uba?" This time one of hunter would respond. "Dar'baal Desilijic Zordo, goo doth bahva paupe sahuaka an wa datka kotka."

Upon hearing the name Mer'baal perked up. "Panbipa mi bai jen kau pooy bacaka bai cohai cay jen." After a trek through the jungle with no sight of anything they arrive to the ships and the other hutt. "Pipa jee cha naa mee bleeu uba see mah nagey wata." Though Dar'baal wouldn't fully know who the Armored Hutt before him is.

@Darasuum

Spoiler: roll

rolled 31/100 for random acklay encounter on the way back

 

[Arla]

Arla was no foreigner to Felucia, and more than that, she had brought along Anya and Tamara who had lived here for several years when the Nightsisters were active within the Empire. The decision to come here was one that Arla had weighed repeatedly in her mind, but hunting wild animals - while it sounded dangerous on paper and was dangerous - was something Nightsisters were more than proficient at.

As the other hunters scrambled into the jungle, the trio of Apex Nightsisters held back. Tamara turned her tracking skills to picking up any signs of their quarry. For her part, Arla went to "parlay" with the client. And apparently now there were two Hutts.

It was ironic, the first Hutt that Arla had ever met had not come out the other side well, but now Arla found that the money Hutts had often led to good contracts. Or at least lucrative ones. Killing a lot of their quarry wasn't all that impressive, but it usually paid well.

Is there a problem here? she asked. To her mind, keeping the client alive was almost as important - and probably more valuable - than capturing the creature. Besides, she was confident that Anya and Tamara could easily out hunt all those random street goons in a heartbeat.

@Javier esschoolbus @Darasuum

 

[Dar'baal]

Dar'baal wriggled comfortably atop his floating chair that seemed to barely hold his mass as it bobbed slightly from the movement. Taking a deep breath in, the slug's large lungs dragged on the hookah pipe. By the time Dar'baal's kin approached, a thick cloud of smoke was wafting away from the scion's face to reveal the pleased expression of the Hutt. The two Gamorrean guards between him and the fellow Scion did not immediately cross their axes in front of the Hutt. "Bu wewur syvrse uba weel cuniss. Jee am wata oh ma owah egirnior. Wuuo uba carr tah nuji je." His thick fingered hand extended the hookah pipe across the space between them as if offering the drool covered vice to Mer'baal.

When the nightsister came near the greenskinned guards did make warning grunts and hefted their vibroaxes, as if to warn the fatal females to not to try anything. But Dar'baal did not seem concerned with the Nightsisters in terms of a threat. They were wise and capable witches that had been employed by the Cartel before and had few rivals. Dar'baal knew their reputation was one that spoke for itself and was not something they wished to tarnish. "Chuba geey. Chuba leeknyh jee hagwa teana quatt pehhta nefonsi huychis. Jee huhe eonomos sa tonka tah ta ska." The last sentence was finished with the Hutt scanning his yellow eyes across the thugs that had followed Mer'baal and also the Nightsisters.

@Javier esschoolbus @Phoenix

 

[Mer'baal Desilijic Hulras]

The hutt perked up at the fact his cousin hadn't come to one up him or something similar. Taking the hookah pipe he would take a small drag before speaking. "See pacmhanaduee, Pionpoe Jee gee bacaka bai yoieu wa yoyohba bai dokoi bo dee datka." Then turning to the huntress and shooing her away with his hand. "cha uba gee datka bai vot?"

The thugs proving the Dathomirian's words true have thus far come up empty handed even having a few going missing. Though of course many still are chasing the job title over the beasts themselves which may be causing this. The Nightsisters on the other hand being natural hunters have begun uncovering tracks though it is still uncertain which beast their experience with rancors makes them believe it is the acklay.

@Darasuum @Phoenix

Spoiler: rolls

got a 5 for thugs and 98 on Nightsisters

 

[Arla]

She didn't seem to give more than a passing glance to the guards nearby. Their grunts translated as nothing but "intimidating sounds" through her EZpods, but it didn't seem that the Nightsister was looking all that intimidated. Fortunately, their boss didn't seem to think things were an issue, so the situation didn't escalate. That was nice since she really wasn't interested in fighting any of these people. Arla's silvery gaze flicked back and forth between the two Hutts as Dar'baal declared there was no issue to be had. That made her job easier.

Good, she said simply.

Mer'baal proceeded to attempt to shoo her away, and she simply stood there for a moment, staring at him with those neutral, silvery eyes.

No, she replied to his question, and offered no further elaboration. She could senses that her Sisters were already more than on top of things.

Outside in the jungles, Tamara was hot on the trail of a creature already, and the tracks of rancors and acklay were nothing alike.

We've got an acklay trail, she heard in her comlink earpiece.

Good, keep at it, she replied casually. And that they did. They shortly found themselves arriving at a cave that they dove into after some careful examination. Several slashed carcasses lay outside, and they began to creep inside, already reaching out into the animal's fiery ur-Spirit to begin the connection process.

@Darasuum @Javier esschoolbus

 

[Dar'baal]

Hutts were proud and earned that pride from millennia of power. But the large slugs were known for their physical prowess as well. However Dar'baal did not wish to exert themselves unnecessarily. The younger Hutt lacked as much muscle and strength as his older relative. "Jee dotmay uba boonowa bo, pipa. Dan vot."

Dar'baal remembered why he rarely hunted now. It required a lot of patience while crawling or sitting in wilderness. The Hutt could not imagine killing something himself would make it taste any better. Thus he had others do such things for him or just purchase his food. If he wanted it, he got it and so it had been ever since he had earned his place in the dynasty. There was no point in the Scion actually working for anything.

The wide mouthed Hutt turned slightly to regard the Nightsister. Quietly staring, he inhaled on the pipe before exhaling a cloud of smoke like before. When it cleared, his deep voice spoke to the woman. "Uba cha pineu mee pinii." It was a simple observation. But Dar'baal continued. "Uba katka doth panwebace du twa jahkala. Haku doth bu cuaee cakang jiu uba gee kahkesa, votetkena?" He was curious to hear her answer, half expecting it to be a Rancor bull. From what he had heard, the species of beast may have even originated on the nightsisters' homeworld of Dathomir.

The distant sound of a few blaster discharges indicated some of the thugs had encountered a threat. There was a chance they were fighting among one another to slim the competition. Underhanded tactics were not off the table and Dar'baal appreciated an ingenious type of scoundrel. The guards around the Hutt Scion gripped their weapons a little tighter and kept their eyes on the treeline in case a wild animal or opportunistic assassin made an appearance.

@Phoenix @Javier esschoolbus