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Regalingualius posted:SWTOR is firmly in Legends now anyways, right? Yeeeep.
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Feb 9, 2020 22:36
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Didn't even see this thread had started before you started up a Chiss character. Some things never change 
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Maybe it's not a popular opinion (I honestly don't know, never seen anyone talking about it), but my favourite thing that Rouge One did for this franchise is killing the idea that everything Star Wars has to have the opening crawl. I get that it's tradition, but I don't think it always fits the tone and can lead to lazy set-ups if you can just shove a paragraph of text down people's throats at the start. Neither The Mandalorian or Fallen Order had it and I think that they're better for it.
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Star Wars, as a series, is extremely susceptible to getting bogged down by its own tropes, traditions, and formulas. Like, Star Wars isn't just a setting, it's a genre, a formula, and boy i really don't like that.
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JEDI CONSULAR - SEINNDRA MATELLAN Chapter 1: We Don't Need No Stinking Title Crawl   : Seinndra Matellan? Are you sure, Yuon? : She's got more passion for history than most Jedi, even at my age -- and she's had the education to back it up. When was the last time you heard of a Padawan taking advanced xenoarchaeology willingly?: And the fact that she could lift a speeder with the Force before she was old enough to drive one is just a bonus, I'd imagine. You'll have your hands full with that one.: There's enough going on at our dig sites here on Tython that we'll both be too busy to cause much trouble, old friend. You worry too much.: I think you don't worry enough. I suppose we'll find out, though, I see her shuttle coming in now.: Oh goodness! It's 0900 already? I'll be right- *beep*:       : Ah, padawan. I heard your shuttle arriving. I'm Master Syo Bakarn, of the Jedi Council. Welcome to Tython!: This is the ancestral home of our order, where the Jedi first came to be. And where our most promising Padawans complete their training. : The chance to see where the first Jedi walked, train where they trained? It's exhilarating! The lost Martyrium? The site of the First Schism? Relics from the Force Wars? Have they found anything specifically from that era yet?: ...I'm afraid I haven't been keeping as close an eye on our archaeological efforts as some of my colleagues, but your new master should be able to fill you in. You two should get along very well. Come, walk with me. : Is she here? Master Yuon's works were my favorites when I was first starting out.: She's on her way. She was unavoidably detained, but she's eager to meet you as well.: Even as an archeologist, though, you must never forget your training. Always keep in mind the Jedi Code:: There is no emotion, there is peace.: There is no ignorance, there is knowledge.: There is no passion, there is serenity.: There is no chaos, there is harmony.: There is no death, there is the Force. This is- ah, Master Yuon.: I'm glad you've arrived safely, Padawan, but there's little time to waste. There's a brewing crisis in the Gnarls that requires immediate action.: Ah! That must be why you were late!: ..all things are possible. We recently uncovered a batch of ancient holocrons nearby dating back to the Founding. Master Garon, Master Ters, even Master Rajivari's!:  : But we've also gotten word that a band of Flesh Raiders is on their way. We have to recover the hologram projectors before they arrive!:  : Wait, what's a flesh raider?: A species of native predator. Possibly sentient, certainly vicious. We haven't had many problems with them yet, but their attacks do seem to be increasing.: I intend for the recovery of these holocrons to be the first task of your training. You should be able to get in and out before any trouble comes your way.: I've transferred a map of the area with the locations of the ancient plinths marked. Best hurry, come see me at the temple when you're done.: And keep your training blade handy, just in case.: I won't let you down, Masters! : You're sure you're sure about this, Yuon? : More than ever.  : Okay, no flesh razors or whatever yet.. let's see.: Four holograms? Easy! : That's one! : That's two! : There's three!   : I am the best at space archaeology.: Wait. : Druk! It's missing!  : blaargh: AAAA : AAAA : AAAA : AAAA : AAAA : AAAA : AAAA-oh.  :  Welcome back, apprentice. Did you run into problems?: I ran away from problems. The flesh raiders showed up right when I finished, but I managed to get away.: Thank the Force! And the holograms?: I found most of them - the one that was supposed to be at Point Besh was missing though - removed from its plinth, like someone took it. : Small hunter's prey has escaped?: My apologies - Padawan, this is Qyzen Fess, a friend of mine. : Is honor, small hunter. Must continue scouting, before light changes. May Scorekeeper watch over your hunt. : He's a Trandoshan, isn't he?: Yes, and as loyal a friend as anyone could ask. Some people - even some Jedi - disapprove of my friendship with him. I'm glad you were able to meet him before you met the rumors.: He's certainly the nicest giant lizard man I've ever met.: Hah! In any case, this missing hologram is most troubling. According to the dig site logs, that hologram was created by Master Rajivari.: The first fallen Jedi? As in, THE first? Oh, oh wow. : The very same. Rajivari was immensely powerful, and his holocron no doubt contains some very dangerous knowledge.: But who would steal a holocron? On Tython, no less! They have to know the Jedi are watching over the ruins.: There is a small Twi'lek village not far from here - pilgrims and refugees, mostly. Many of them are poor or hungry, and the sale of a Jedi relic could feed their people for many months.: What? Why aren't we helping them?: Republic politics. They didn't obtain approval to found a colony here on Tython, so we are forbidden from giving them aid openly.: I'll bet they just love us for that. Do you really think they'd steal from us though?: In truth, no, but I really don't have any better leads. The Twi'leks are a sharp group though, you would be better served asking for their aid than accusing them of theft.: Can I at least grab a sandwich from the commissary for them before I go?: I've taken the liberty of "losing" some supplies earmarked for the Gnarls dig site. If we ended up "finding" them and then "disposing of them" in Kalikori Village, nobody is likely to complain. Do you understand me, Padawan?: I understand perfectly, Master Yuon.: ...: Can I borrow a speeder?: Consider the journey an opportunity to hone your skills in telekinesis. Remember, a well exercised mind is your best asset in the field!: 
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Feb 11, 2020 02:00
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The Trandoshan stereotype is that, when not hunting and killing, they only enjoy talking about hunting and killing. This stereotype is 100% correct and they will break your legs if you insist otherwise.
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Feb 11, 2020 02:25
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thetruegentleman posted:The Trandoshan stereotype is that, when not hunting and killing, they only enjoy talking about hunting and killing. This stereotype is 100% correct and they will break your legs if you insist otherwise. Still, if you don't insist otherwise they ARE pretty nice about it really.
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Veotax posted:Maybe it's not a popular opinion (I honestly don't know, never seen anyone talking about it), but my favourite thing that Rouge One did for this franchise is killing the idea that everything Star Wars has to have the opening crawl. No joke, over the course of one playthrough there will be at least three more crawls, probably more.
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I think this looks nicer in the test poster, which I'll put here: https://lpix.org/sslptest/index.php?id=156073     Our story begins with a transport ship coming in hot, right through a raging space battle.   Guns fire into the air, suppressing enemy ships so the transport can land safely.   Off steps a proud soldier of the Republic, a cadet fresh from the academy and thrown right into the frontlines. Ordinarily, the Republic prefers new soldiers to get their feet wet fighting poorly equipped pirates, but hotspots across the galaxy are in dire need of bodies, and few bodies are tougher than Daydasher's.   : Ah there's not a feeling in this galaxy like riding a hundred-tonne walker right through the middile of a combat zone, huh kid? : Approaching Drelliad Village, sir. Scopes show small-arms fire and enemy movements in all quarters. Separatists are definitely moving in on the objective.:Another beautiful day on Ord Mantell! You excited, kid? Nervous? You know, you're the first new entry into Havoc Squad in some time. : I'll fight the enemies of the Republic whenever and whereever, sir!: No need to call me "sir," I work for a living. Besides, we're in the field-you can lose the formality. I'm lieutenant Bex Kolos, but everyone in Havoc calls me Gearbox. We're a tight unit - you'll like it with us.: Let me tell you why we're here. The separatists have nabbed a bomb off a downed transport - a serious bomb, one of those orbital strike numbers. There's no telling where these grimy bushwackers have hidden the thing. They have popular support and hideouts everywhere. Finding get a op brief once we reach Fort Garnik. For now, just sit back and- :CODE RED, CODE RED! WE'VE BEEN HIT BY AN AP MISSILE! A SHOULDER LAUNCHER FROM SOMEWHERE IN THE VILLAGE! EVERYONE HOLD ON- Alas, holding on does not help as a missile slams into the vehicle, killing or injuring much of the crew. : Driver! Driver? Blast it he's down. Backwater separatists aren't supposed to have armor-piercing missiles! They'll tear up every convoy that passes through here!: If the seps want trouble, let's give them some! : Sounds good to me, kid. Fixing things is my specialty, kid - I'm nowhere near the fighter you are. I'll stay and get this walker moving again. You'll disable the separatists' missile launchers. Understood?: We were hit pretty hard; are you really sure you can fix this thing? : No, honestly, but the war will be over before we can get a new one so I have to try. Now, the separatists will probably have their missile launchers piled together in a cache some where in the village - and you can bet that cache will be heavily guarded. Find it, disable those launchers, and then double time it back here. Got it, Seargent? : I'm not the one you should worry about. You're the one with who knows how many wounded trying to repair a wreck in the middle of enemies armed with shoulder mounted missiles. I think I prefer storming the enemy camp.: Heh, just another day in Havoc Squad, kid. Now get out there! : Glad to see at least one soldier made it out. Private, watch the entrance and warn me if enemy reinforcements come, I don't want any suprises while I'm in there!: Sir, yes sir!: Good man! : Man, these guys are barely even resisting! Either they thought that missile did way more damage then it actually did, or the Seps are using their better resources elsewhere. : drat this poo poo is unstable; one kick to the propellant and this poo poo goes up in an instant, and it would have taken me too if the safety didn't deactive the actual chage. Well, mission accomplished time to--*ring ring* :- answer the phone. : Nice work, kid! You've got talent, there's no denying that. Talent for killing poorly equipped and barely trained terrorists, but jokes on me, because I didn't have much success. This walker isn't gonna be moving anytime soon.: Great, so what now?: I'm gonna stay here and salvage all the goodies off this wreck before somebody else does. You better head for Fort Garnik, but there's a problem: the destruction of our Walker was apparently part of a greater trap, trying to box us in between the enemy fort and some snipers. Your attack has left the fort crippled, but the snipers are still there, shooting everthing that moves, civies included.: That's...odd. How are they supposed to make a new government if they destroy their legitimacy by killing their own people?: They've already commited too many war crimes here, so all they can do is kill everyone who knows who knows the truth. Even if people know what happened, it doesn't matter without someone to rally the public agaisnt the Seps. But that's no what's important right now; our people are going to have to hoof it back home on foot, and those snipers will tear them apart if we give them time to set traps and killzones. : Well...poo poo. I'll keep my eyes open. : Call me once they're dead, Out. : Gearbox was right, these snipers aren't ready at all; they're so focused on dealing with the road that they didn't even notice me walk right into their faces. Time to put them down.: Snipers KIA, sir.: Don't call me sir. Anyway, I'll send our people along. You're almost at the fort, talk to the Commander when you reach it. Out.  : drat, should have expected the Fort would also be attacked. Better clear these assholes out before I move on.: Thanks for the help, Sergeant; they've been attacking on and off for days now. We'll catch out breath and deal with the next wave, but Command is waiting for you in the control room. : And this looks like Command. Now.. : Excuse me, Seragent? Uh, sorry to interupt, but you're the new member of Havoc Squad, aren't you? : I'm Farn, sir. Private Farn. It's a real honor to meet you! Ord Mantell is my first post - I can't believe I'm here at the same time as Havoc Squad! If, uh, if you don't mind me asking, sir, what's your mission here? Why would Havoc Squad be sent to Ord Mantell? : We're Special Forces, Private, I really can't discuss or missions. (Seriously? This guy...): Of-of course sir. Right, I understand, top secret stuff. I, uh, I won't take up any more of your time, Sergeant. I'm sure you have lots of important things to do.: Dismissed, private.:Goodbye Sir! : He's either the world's worst spy, the world's BEST spy, or the scion of some major noble family desperately hoping the war will either make him sharper or dead. REALLY hope he doesn't become my problem later.  Daydasher walks into the Command room, where his Commander awaits...   : Good to have you here. I'm Commander Harron Tavus, Havoc Squad's commanding officer. We're all excited to have some new blood in the unit. Let me introduce you to the other members of Havoc Squad. My second in command, Captain Zora, is the Squad's infiltration and assassination specialist. We call her Wraith. : Sergeant.: This is Fuse- Lieutenant Vanto Bazren. He's an expert with every type of explosive in the known galaxy. : Oh, uh, yes, hello, Sergeant. Good to meet you.: And this is Needles, Lieutenant Ryler Darant. Needles is a medical genius- he's particualry adept at synthestizing new combat stims and adrenals. : Perfection is my art, Sergeant. It will be my honor to help you perform at your very best.: (Yeah, not letting him touch me.): And of course you met Gearbox on your way here, so that's everyone. People, this is the new sergeant I mentioned - ranked first in the Academy in Forward Assault, Search and Destroy, and Advance Recon. It's good to have you, Sergeant. : Happy to finally meet you, squad.: Now, the reason why we're all here: A Republic transport, carrying among its cargo a ZR-57 orbital strike bomb, crashed in Northern Avilatan six days ago. Recovery unit sent a team, but they were too late. Separatist forces had already stolen the transport's cargo, including the ZR-57, and fled.: What are its specs, sir?: The ZR-57 is serious hardware, you know? I mean, it can pretty much vaporize the whole island. So, we'd better get it back, or well, boom.: Yes, I know, but how portable is it? Is it volatile? Can it be deactivated remotely, or only by hand? Because I kind of want to know if the thing will loving explode if a stray blaster bolt hits it, which might be important if someone actually finds it. : Well, it was meant for use from space, so it can take some heat, and it isn't man portable. Beyond that, the specs are classified. :..fantastic.: Ok, we're investigating several leads to the bomb's location, but the one I'd like you to look into, Sergeant, comes from a Republic Spy named Bellis. He's reported an important discover, but he's in too deep for extraction, so you'll have to meet him at a village called Talloran. Understood?:I'll talk to the guy, sir.: I have one last introduction to make: this is Lieutenant Aric Jorgan, an operations officer from the Ord Mantell Infantry Command. Since we're on individual missions to search for this bomb, Lieutenant Jorgan is coordinating our efforts from here within the mission room.  : All right Sergeant, I'll be overseeing your op through the camera mounted in your armor, so I see what you see. It's activated when you leave the fort. I'll make myself clear, rookie: when your in the field, what I say goes, period.: I...don't understand sir. Does Havoc squad not usually take orders from superior officers?:...Just...make your way to Talloran, meet with Bellis, and find out what he knows without screwing anything up.: Good luck at Talloran, Sergeant. Dismissed. : Sir! : (WHEEEEE!) ..Seriously, soldiers and their loving cliques.: Sis! What? it's true!
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Hm. A few typos here and there, what I've seen is using Their instead of They're mostly. I know everyone likes the Penis Compensator Gatling Gun but I prefer the rifle because it just is fun to run in and beat the poo poo out of my enemies with the rifle's stock like it was a baseball bat.
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Siegkrow posted:Hm. A few typos here and there, what I've seen is using Their instead of They're mostly. Fixed the "their" typos, at least. Most people seem to start with the giant cannon, decide they absolutely hate it, then switch to the more fluid tank style. I'd probably use the rifle as well in ordinary gameplay, but ranged DPS/healing feels more like the actual Republic military style: let the Jedi and Sith go fisticuffs, then Order 66 them and go get the Jedi a new hand to replace the one they no doubt lost in the fight. It does feel weird though, because you're just kinda standing out in the open shooting people, and you usually don't want to move, which is always the worst.
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Best of luck keeping this one going, and I'm also glad the Consular continues to be a Huge Nerd.
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moon slayer what are you doing Well, I'll read it! Just take care of yourself.
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For one brief, gloriously insane moment I considered doing all eight class quests by myself. e: trying to talk myself out of doing the smuggler since nobody else is stepping up. Moon Slayer fucked around with this message at 15:11 on Feb 12, 2020 |
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Feb 12, 2020 15:08
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I mean, I would step up but I have no experience LPing.
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Feb 12, 2020 15:47
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I'd like to, but I'd need to figure out how to take screenshots of an MMO first. Also, I don't think I could portray the  ler properly with them.
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MightyPretenders posted:the you're on the right track
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Gnome de plume posted:Best of luck keeping this one going, and I'm also glad the Consular continues to be a Huge Nerd. I am the proud bearer of ancient tradition.
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Feb 12, 2020 17:29
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One method I know is taking raw footage and ripping out screenshots, but very much not good for long-term LP like this.
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Yeah I'd like to help out, but I've never played the game or done an LP before and am generally a bad writer. I'm more the cheerleader type.
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Here's my workflow: First, I play ahead with a second character to get the dialogue. I use IrfanView to take screenshots of the "other" tab in the chat window that has all the NPC dialogue. Then I use this website to transcribe the dialogue (thanks, PoptartsNinja, for pointing me to that!). I'll also screenshot NPC portraits. On the "original" character, I then record my play with the Windows Game Bar. It's surprisingly good! Ten minutes of 60 fps footage is about 1 gigabyte in size, so make sure you have some room. I'll hide the interface at key moments to get a more "cinematic" feel. After that's recorded, I'll play the footage back in VLC and use IrfanView to take screenshots from it. After that it's just a matter of fixing the dialogue and uploading the images to LPix. It seems like a lot but after you get into the rhythm of it it goes pretty quick. It would be a lot easier if you could just copy and paste dialogue from the chat log but, eh, EA.
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Isn't the game's script online?
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Feb 12, 2020 20:19
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Not that I've ever been able to find.
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There's this, although a certain amount of uh, navigation appears to be required https://torcommunity.com/database/search/mission/
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I'm gonna take the Smuggler. Gimme some time and I'll figure how to do this.
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 Chapter 2: High Tech Savages quote:It is a dark era for the Jedi Order. The Sith Empire obliterated the Jedi Temple on Coruscant and slaughtered many of the Republic's brave defenders during the last war.     : Triple wow!   : I searched the temple archives. This Force user leading the Flesh Raiders never received Jedi training. : Then the Sith have found us. Shouldn't we get ready for them?  : Calm yourself, padawan. We can't be certain of anything, yet.: But we've all sensed a growing darkness -- perhaps it's finally revealed itself. : The enemy I faced wanted to destroy the Jedi Order. Can’t get much darker than that. And also, hello.: Well, that brightened up the room ...: Everyone, this is the padawan who saved our people in the training grounds. Padawan Stari, this is Master Kiwiiks, and her extremely vocal padawan, Kira. : Hey.: The other Masters are transmitting from distant worlds.: It's unfortunate our numbers are scattered.  : Indeed. The temple‘s safety is unexpectedly threatened. The Flesh Raiders were disorganized primitives before today.: They carry blasters and work like an army. We need to find out why.: The man leading the Flesh Raiders probably wasn‘t acting alone.: Much of Tython remains unexplored. and we have few resources to spare.: I'll handle it, with the help of my new padawan. : Who …? Oh!: Orgus, you haven't taken a padawan since Coruscant.: The Force is strong in her. Stronger than I've seen in decades.: : I can think of no finer Master to complete this Padawan's training.: It will be a privilege.: Don't get too excited. You’re in for some hard work. You'll find supplies in my chambers downstairs. Go equip yourself. I'll meet you there.   : Nice digs. Being a member of the Jedi Council comes with some perks, I guess. : Blast those Council meetings. I'd die of old age before my colleagues ran out of things to say.: I’d rather do something about problems than discuss them.: Still, there are times when talking is exactly what’s needed. Also, council members earn their seats after many victories and sacrifices. Respect that.: Yes, master. [Now, I’m no fashion expert. Far from it, in fact. So I’m not going to comment on Orgus’ boot situation here.] : This situation has come at you fast. You're braving dangers many Jedi never face. I wouldn't blame you for having questions. This may be the only time to ask them.: I get the impression you haven't had a Padawan for years. Why did you ask to train me?: As Jedi, you learn to trust your instincts. When I met you in that cave, my instincts told me that l was meant to train you. I don't know why, or for what purpose, but the Living Force brought us together for a reason. : You think the Force is alive? That it wants something from us?: "Want" is too strong a word. Let‘s just say we'll accomplish more together than by ourselves. [This concept is one that’s come up in other places, either in this game or other games. In-universe, most people treat it as a weird New Agey belief, like crystal therapy or something.] : Now, to business. There's a group of Twi'lek Pilgrims on Tython. They‘ve been fighting the Flesh Raiders for months. The Republic asked us to deny those Twi’leks aid -- they settled here illegally -- but frankly, we need them.: How are they violating the law?: When Tython was first rediscovered, the Twi'leks petitioned the Senate to settle here. Their claim was denied -- too dangerous -- but they came anyway. The Twi'leks have a settlement in the mountains. That‘s your next stop. Establish a base camp and speak to the Matriarch. Find out everything the Twi'leks know about Flesh Raiders.: Anything you can tell me about the Twi’lek leader?: Word is she isn’t our biggest fan. You may have to convince her otherwise.: If the Twi'leks won't share what they know, how far can I push them? : What? No. Don’t push -- bend. Show those people we're here to help. I'll join you soon. May the Force be with you.: I can requisition a speeder for this trip, right?: Hm? Oh, sure. Just tell them I sent you.: Awesome.   : A moment, padawan. I heard you've begun your trials. Master Orgus speaks very highly of you.: Wow, news sure travels quickly around here.: We’re a small community. No doubt you're pleased to have come this far. But some Jedi have the ability to do more, help more people. Interested?: Always looking for a way to help. : A war is brewing in the greater galaxy. The Sith Empire plots against the Republic, and the Republic looks to the Jedi for aid. But not all who train to become Jedi are skilled combatants and leaders. Many are scholars, diplomats, strategists, and scientists. Which is why we've created a simulation to test Jedi and padawans and certify them to lead Republic troops.: Well, if you’re looking for a leader you've come to the right person. Where do I start?: Confidence is good. A leader must have confidence. in herself and others. Just don't get arrogant.: Geez, I seem to hear that a lot.: The droids here in the yard have been programmed to act according to Imperial military protocols and battlefield tactics. Demonstrate your proficiency at defeating these druids. and you will be on your way to qualifying to lead Republic troops into battle. Can you do it?: Beat up on a few droids? You can count on me.: Excellent. The first set of training droids are ready for you. Get to it!   : Didn’t even break a sweat. And my species is from an ice planet! Apparently.: I'm impressed. Hopefully we‘ll have something more challenging for you soon.: I look forward to it. Now, could you point me in the direction of the speeders? I’m on an important mission for the Council.  : One side, fellow padawan! : Hey! *cough cough*  : Yikes. This place has been hit hard. : Although I get the impression it wasn’t much to look at before.  : Greetings. Matriarch. Master Orgus Din has sent me to help you fight the Flesh Raiders. : So the Jedi finally deign to recognize my people's suffering? How noble. Nothing to do with the attack on your training grounds. I'm sure.: How did you learn about the attack? It only just happened.: We heard the sounds of your battle. Watched the attack from a safe distance. Now you know what we endure. My scouts have tracked the Flesh Raiders for months. Watched them grow in strength. I will share what we've discovered. but only if you agree to protect my people. We… : We suffer....  : Mother. you need rest. Let me carry this burden for you.: The Matriarch appears sick. Does she need a doctor?: Thank you, but we have our own healers.: This is my daughter, Ranna Tao'Ven. She and Scout Chief Moorint here will speak for me. I must attend to... other matters....  : Personally. I don't care why you've come -- as long as you destroy the Flesh Raiders. Ever since they got their new weapons and gear they hunt us like animals. The enemy has a camp in the valley nearby. My scouts say the Flesh Raiders store their weapons and other tech in a cave.: Nice of them to keep everything in one place. Makes it easier to destroy.: Destroying the weapons won‘t be enough. They'll just get more. We need to strike fear into the Flesh Raiders. Sabotage their weapons. Fix it so they blow up in their ugly faces … : How would we do that?: Their technology is standard Republic design. We could overload the power circuits and plasma coils. Here. I'll show you … Sabotage would thin the Flesh Raider numbers and eliminate their technological advantage.: If you brought that technology here, we could defend ourselves with those weapons.: Either one of those plans could work.: My people aren't afraid to fight for their homes -- we just lack the means.: This debate is pointless unless you can get inside that cave. You'll need one of the leaders' access keys.: Find the Flesh Raider technology and do what you think is best. Good luck. Master Jedi. : All right! Let’s go fight some Flesh Raiders.  : Oh, gross.quote:The primitive Flesh Raiders have turned the once-lush mountains of Tythos Ridge into a horrific camp from which to launch their raids on the other denizens of Tython. The ground is black and barren, the trees and foliage burned away. The air is thick with the stench of death, and piles of bones desecrate ancient Tythonian pillars, mute testament to the countless victims of the Flesh Raiders' appetites.   [This part is just running up the mountain and interacting with objects for side quests. I included this screenshot because I had never noticed that skeleton with the datapad over there before. I don’t think it’s part of a quest, it’s just there!]  : Well I guess that answers the question of whether these monsters are capable of organizing a defense. They aren’t. At least not one that can keep me out. : Where do they get all these bones, though!?   : Oh my, you are an ugly one, aren’t you? : I’ll just be taking this keycard, then.  : And here is their armory. Hmm, sabotage these blasters or bring them back to the village? [This is a light side vs dark side choice! Taking the guns back to the village is the light side option, sabotaging them is the dark side. Over time you will gain light and dark side points. This doesn’t have too significant an impact on the story outside a few very specific circumstances. Some items are blocked by your alignment tier but they are entirely cosmetic. There are also cosmetic dark side changes to your character.] : Once they have all this, the Twi’leks can defend themselves. A gun in your hand is better than a faulty gun in an enemy’s hand. Hmm. I like that. : Droid, make a note of that. It’s a new Jedi aphorism. : T7 = glad to see Jedi! // T7 = captured by Flesh Raiders + needs rescuing[Astromech droids in this game still speak in beeps and whistles, but unlike in the previous KotOR game you can see what they’re actually saying.]  : Don't worry, little guy. I'll get you out of here.: Jedi = T7's hero: T7 = Jedi reconnaissance droid // Mission parameters = scout wilderness + identify hazards: T7's restraining bolt = faulty + malfunctioning // T7's sensors = unable to detect Flesh Raider ambush: What made the Flesh Raiders bring you back here?: Flesh Raiders = interested in technology // T7 = advanced astromech droid + very valuable: T7 = simulated deactivation + used spy camera // T7 = recorded Flesh Raider allies  : Teach our soldiers how to use these weapons. Train them on the Twi'lek invaders. : When will we strike against the Jedi?: Patience, Callef. The Jedi will fall when our army reaches full strength.: T7 recording = useful // Jedi = take T7 to safety + remove restraining bolt: Never understood the need for restraining bolts, anyway. : Restraining bolt removed = increased T7 scanning range // Flesh Raiders = in big trouble now: T7 = ready to roll!: Also I need to stack all these blasters on top of you. I’ll need my hands free for lightsabering.: T7 = happy to help // Load them up [A quick trip down the mountain later …]  : Do not worry, Kalikori village! I have returned!  : She died in my arms. You should've seen what. those filth did to her!: I'm sorry. Saylew. We all share your loss.: Oooh. Gotta learn to read the room, Brea’loras’tari.: For every one of us the Flesh Raiders butcher. we should kill ten! No, a hundred!: Will that restore your loved one to life?: Don't lecture me, Jedi. My wife is dead! Our people, slaughtered! Where were you then?: Hey, I took all the Flesh Raiders' weapons so you can defend yourselves. : Finally, one of you who understands. Give me those weapons. We'll hunt down the Flesh Raiders. We'll have retribution.: Hold up. Your leader should decide how to use these weapons -- not you.: The Jedi is wise. You should listen to her. Go and mourn your wife, Saylew. l'll organize a militia to protect our village. : He still wants revenge, but at least he isn't armed. People wonder why Jedi are forbidden to marry or have families. They don't see how attachments always lead to suffering. Passionate emotions can destroy a person -- and Jedi destroyed by passion become something terrible.: … Not sure I agree with you there, master, but that’s a discussion for a different time. This droid says he works for the Jedi. Is that true? : T7 = salutes Master Orgus // T7 reconnaissance report: = ready for delivery: Yes, he's one of our long-range probes. We sent out twenty. This is the only one to come back.: Teeseven was captured by the Flesh Raiders. You'll want to see the holorecording he made.: T7's holorecording = enemies of Jedi // T7 = play back for Master Orgus: While I deal with the droid. talk to Ranna. I think her people are ready to help us, thanks to you. : With the weapons and technology you brought from the Flesh Raiders, my people can defend themselves. Your heroism gives me hope that we'll survive this.: And your Matriarch? Is she feeling any better?: No, but we're doing all we can. Thank you for asking. Moorint? Our friend should know everything we‘ve learned about the Flesh Raiders. : Scouts report that the Flesh Raider forces are gathering in strength. They already control the mountains around us, and now they're invading the ruins of Kaleth. My men spotted them at the remains of an ancient shrine close to your Jedi Temple. : Kaleth was a great city of Force users. Its ruins hold powers we still don't understand.: The Flesh Raiders are looking for something there.: We can't let them find it. Drive back those Flesh Raiders immediately. I have to take this droid back to the Council. That hooded figure in the holo -- l know his voice. The situation is worse than I thought. Do whatever it takes to push the Flesh Raiders out of Kaleth. I'll send you reinforcements as soon as possible.: You aren't going to tell me what's happening?: Take too long. Just be aware that Kaleth is a place of great danger. If you see that hooded figure from the holo, do not engage him. Now get going.
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Feb 13, 2020 04:33
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"Ancient ancestral homeland of the Jedi" and "most of this planet is unexplored and these creepy creatures we very creatively named are a mystery to us" are not two things that make sense together.
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Feb 13, 2020 16:07
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In game lore, Tython was lost for thousands of years and was only rediscovered less than a decade ago. The Jedi rushed in to build a temple because the one on Coruscant was mostly blown up by the Sith. Here's the codex entry: quote:The birthplace of the Jedi Order was lost for many thousands of years when known hyperspace lanes leading to the region collapsed–a fate that has befallen many worlds in the unstable heart of the galaxy known as the Deep Core. After the destruction of the Jedi Temple on Coruscant, Satele Shan embarked on a search to rediscover the lost world. Guided by the Force, she ventured into the Deep Core and re-emerged with astrogation charts detailing a new series of stable hyperspace lanes. Tython was once again connected to the rest of the galaxy. Initial exploration of the planet took months, as Jedi scouts combed the surface for clues to Tython’s history. Lives were lost–to a troubled landscape, to the Flesh Raiders and to forces unknown–but soon, the Jedi Council established a new temple on the world, determined to rebuild Tython and return it to humble glory.
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Feb 13, 2020 16:11
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But that's what I mean! The initial premise is absurd. You can't lose your home planet. Did they all leave at the same time?
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Feb 13, 2020 16:36
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Hyperspace lanes are like mass relays from mass effect. No lane, no real way to travel there. It's quite likely that whatever generations of jedi that got left behind got nommed by flesh raiders or- worse- BECAME the Flesh Raiders. Like the majority of lore in SWTOR it looks stupid on the outset and gets almost-mostly explained in the codex entries that most people don't read.
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Feb 13, 2020 16:46
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Doctor Reynolds posted:But that's what I mean! The initial premise is absurd. You can't lose your home planet. Did they all leave at the same time? In the lore, they were immigrants in the first place. Tython is the Jedi "home planet" because the Order was founded there, not because it's where the Jedi species evolved. (because there is no Jedi species) Also yes, they all left at the same time. Something something Force Storms, something something Infinite Empire?
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Feb 13, 2020 17:43
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Fumbles posted:Hyperspace lanes are like mass relays from mass effect. No lane, no real way to travel there. It's quite likely that whatever generations of jedi that got left behind got nommed by flesh raiders or- worse- BECAME the Flesh Raiders. At least, not safely or cheaply: you can kind of repair hyperspace lanes if you're willing to throw crazy amounts of money at the project, basically taking the Star Wars internet and boosting the signal so much that you can start moving ships through instead of just communications; and yes, that idea is as insane in-universe as it sounds to us. You can also use *very* short hyperspace lanes to move around, but these are dangerous even at the best of times, and that danger pretty much climbs exponentially as you get closer to the core. Jedi can use these lanes because some Jedi can use the Force to sense when they're about to hit something, as well as reinforce (or outright create) hyperspace lanes temporarily, but that just makes it crazy instead of suicidal. quote:
 : I sense a disturbance in the Force, as if thousands of soldiers groaned, then were suddenly conscripted by Jedi to look for glorified books only they can actually use. : You do not! Besides, It could be worse: Sith books are fond of murdering people who can't use the Force, and many Sith consider books that DON'T murder people to be unworthy of their time.
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Feb 13, 2020 19:16
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Afaik the Jedi order left Tython shortly after the first light side/dark side split. Also, the Flesh Raiders aren't native to Tython, they are genetically engineered shock troops created by the Rakata. Basically grab a Rakata, strip away all intelligence and pack on all the steroids in existence.
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Feb 13, 2020 21:01
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Flesh raiders look rad as hell and should have been a player race.
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Feb 13, 2020 21:47
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FoolyCharged posted:Flesh raiders look rad as hell and should have been a player race. : blaargh
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Feb 14, 2020 04:15
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Dalris Othaine posted:
: *Vaguely philosophical Blarghing about the cycle of violence between his people and the Jedi while he munches on a settler's leg*
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Feb 14, 2020 04:33
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 : Ok, here's the village. Just need to find the contact. But first, I need to create a distraction; make sure no one interrupts us while we talk. Burning the Med Center should do it, unless they all want to die of infections. Now...  :- what the? Republic Medical supplies? How the hell did they manage to steal them from such a secure Republic base? A spy with that kind of access wouldn't risk exposure for something they can probably just buy from Smugglers, so... ah poo poo, the refugees. I'll need to ask the local doctor some pointed questions. For now, just gotta set the fire, and...done! Now to find Bellis; he should be near the back, and we'll have plenty of time to talk. : Well...poo poo. : Great, Bellis is KIA. That's some fine work, Sergeant! Do you think you could've taken a little longer to get to the RV point?: It isn't my fault Bellis went and got himself killed!: Yes, I'm sure the fact that he was standing around suspiciously waiting for you to arrive had nothing to do with him getting shot.: He wasn't shot, sir. No blaster wound on the body, and the Seps wouldn't have just left his body here if he was meeting with someone: they'd set an ambush, or boobytrap the body for when someone searched it.: So what, he just keeled over and died of natural causes? Don't waste my time with nonsense, rookie.: Blunt trauma to the head: he died because he was walking around badly damaged buildings in a warzone, and a piece of something eventually broke off and hit him at a bad angle, snapping his neck during his fall by the look of things.: In that case there is a chance you might be able to find out what Bellis learned. If he followed procedure, Bellis should've left a coded recording of his discovery in his field box, hidden somewhere inside his home in Talloran. Unfortunately, since no one knows he died back there except us, his wife is going to come under suspicion for his disappearance as soon as they realize he's missing. If the separatists think Bellis or his wife is a spy, they may already be searching his house or waiting to ambush Republic agents as they come. Stay alert. You have to get that field box from Bellis's house before the separatists do! Double-time it!: Roger that.: Jorgan out. : Yeah, not looking forward to this. Ok Dash, deep breaths, you can do this. You can tell a woman her husband is dead...yeah...  :Excuse me? What are you doing in my house? Is there no limit to your nerve--you barricade the town, you break into people's homes... :*whispers* Are you insane? You're going to blow my husband's cover! Storming in here, in plain view-what are you thinking? Bellis isn't even here-he left for some kind of meeting. Now get out of here before you raise suspicions!: Can you tell me where to find your husband's field box, ma'am?: Look, Bellis told me that no Republic people would come here for anything unless he was... he was....Oh no. No, no, not Bellis! He can't be dead! : Oh no. No, no, not Bellis! He can't be dead! No! Bellis risked his life everyday for you, and now you've gone and gotten him killed! My poor, sweet Bellis...: You should be very proud, ma'am. Your husband died serving the Republic.: What are you, a droid? He was my husband! I don't care about you or your stupid Republic-my husband is dead!: He cared, because he knew the weight of what would happen if the Republic actually fails. He knew a lot of innocent lives are on the line. We need your husband's field box.: Why should I give it to you? You got my husband killed--all of you, you killed him.: Bellis was loyal to the Republic, ma'am. He would want you to help us.: What he wanted was to make a living and keep a roof over our heads. And you took advantage-you paid him to get himself killed!: You don't know what you're talking about. If that was really it, he'd never have taken more than the bare-minimum risk to get paid; he took a greater risk for a reason, and that reason was more important than his very life. : Don't feed me that garbage. You want the field box? Fine, it's over there. Take it! Take it and get out.: Look, this area isn't safe- when they realize he's missing, separatists will probably swarm this place. Come with me, the Republic can-: Like you care what happens to people like me. Oh, Bellis....: I really wish she'd- : -oh poo poo! : Ma'am, unless you couldn't tell from the sound of grenade explosions, WE NEED TO LEAVE! NOW!: JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!: drat IT ALL, FINE! ENJOY BEING TORTURED FOR INFORMATION, BECAUSE IT'S A FAN-loving-TASTIC EXPERIENCE!... : Right. Handled that real well. Real well...drat it...no, gotta focus, gotta do what I can do for the people who will let me help. Right, like with the medicine. Should return it to the Fort, but if I'm right about it being taken... : And there she is. Now... : Oh, a soldier, you're..here about the medicine, aren't you? : Got it in one. Mind explaining?: I knew...*sigh*, look, our situation is bad. The Republic keeps us alive, but only just-everything we need to actually live, we get by begging or stealing, and if you get caught, you...suffer. So yes, I stole the medicine from an idiot sleeping off some drinks; before I could use it though, the Separatists took some hostages and demanded the meds as payment. And I gave it to them, so there: shoot me, or turn me in, just- : Look, I have every last medkit here-seems the Separatists didn't live long enough to make much use of them. Make sure...no, nevermind. I hope it helps, but don't steal anymore; we have a small surplus, just in case, but we can't protect anyone if we run out and start dying in droves. : ..yeah, I know; I won't steal anymore. Stay safe out there. : Yeah, you too.  : Right, I think that went well at least! Now, let's see what the rear end in a top hat is going to whine about this time... : Oh, Sergeant, hey, you're back! Good job out there in Talloran, really nice work.: I'll take the field box you retrieved, Sergeant. And maybe next time you could bring me a live Republic agent instead. Lieutenant Bazren here still thinks you're mission-worthy, so he has a task for you. He'll brief you while I start decoding Bellis's Intel.: Oh, uh, yes, we found an urgent lead while you were, in Talloran, Sergeant. The perfect op for our new assault specialist. Here's what happened: This refugee comes into the fort, right? Not that unusual, but this guy says he knows about a separatist bombing-one happening today! All we got was his name, Mirru- 'cause he was thrown out of the fort before we could get to him.: It's a real relief to know that we're so on top of things around here.: Bums come here everyday, trying to trade "Intel" for credits. It's bogus ninety percent of the time, so the grunts downstairs usually chase them off.: But if he does know about the ZR-57? We can't take that risk; so we looked into it, and Mirru is staying over in the refugee camp. See if you can find him there. While you're gone, Jorgan will decode the information from Bellis's field box. Hopefully we'll find out what the separatists are hiding.: Now get to the refugee camp and get Mirru's Intel, soldier. If this bombing is happening soon, there's no time to waste. And if you use that tone with me again, : Yes, sir.*5 MINUTES LATER*  Sir, a mom- : Oh no, not this again! What. you people didn't have enough fun beating me up at the fort, you gotta come find me here, too? You're nothing but thugs in uniform, and your bosses are going to hear about it-your bosses' bosses, all the way on Coruscant, you hear me? You're going down!: You have every right to be mad, sir-but I really need your assistance.: Look, what do you want from me? Huh? Because I've had enough of you people for a lifetime: You said you had information for us earlier. I came to find out what you know.: So now you want the information. Well, y'know, I probably could've helped a few hours ago, before that whole savage beating I got. But now, after all the trauma, I might have just forgot everything I knew about any Separatist bombings.: What do you want? Spit it out.: Pushy, pushy, pushy. You grunts just have no respect at all-that's the problem.: Now, if I knew how much the Republic valued my contributions, say with a few credits-my memory would probably be much better.: I'll speak to my superiors about your compensation after we've acted on your intelligence.: The same superiors who threw me out of the fort? I don't buy that for a minute.: The situation is different now-getting your Intel is priority one.: Fine, fine, whatever. Just remember who it is that helped you out on this, all right? I saw the separatists hiding a bunch of bombs alongside the road near here You know, setting up an ambush. I heard them say the bombs are timed to blow when some troop convoy is going past. I don't know when, but it's gotta be soon. So, are we done here? 'Cause I got a lot of work I need to do around the camp today.: Thank you for your cooperation, sir. It's greatly appreciated.: Uh, yeah, sure. Anytime.: All right, Sergeant. I copied what Mirru said, and this bomb situation sounds like the real thing. I want you to head for the road he described and locate the bombs before the troop convoy scheduled to move through their reaches the area. Double time it, soldier!": Sir!... : ..with all the people who so richly deserve being hit with lightning, I'd probably fall to the Dark Side in about half a day.: Hitting annoying people with lightning is indeed tempting, maybe even funny...right up until they collapse onto the ground crying, and you start feeling all the pain that brought them to that point. : That...doesn't sound as fun: No, it doesn't, does it? Jedi falling may be the trope, but Sith "rise" just as often when they start feeling the full weight of the pain they inflict on others. You mustn't forget that, little brother: the Sith love to pretend that they're somehow inevitable, that everyone gives in eventually, but the opposite is common in it's own right.
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Feb 16, 2020 05:16
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I think it's nice that even in a hellish warzone, he finds time to talk to his sister.
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I haven't played the Trooper storyline since but beta I see one thing that hasn't changed is Jorgan being a dick.
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