Score Board for Ryken
Race: |
Mon Calamari (Phish) |
Guilds when 50/50: |
Slicer, Jedi,
Scientist |
Guilds currently: |
Slicer, Jedi, Scientist, Smuggler |
Team: |
Rebel |
Date at 50/50: |
Sunday, December 30,
2001 [December 31st Aussie time] |
Kills: |
623 |
Toughest Mob: |
Naga Sadow |
Favorite skill: |
Influence |
Favorite planet: |
Korriban |
Favorite item: |
Asaari Sap Cookie |
Role as a Slicer: |
We have a role?! Why
didn't someone tell me this 119 levels ago? |
Quote: |
'You could have all
the levels and experience in the world, but without making good friends
along the way, you haven't achieved anything.' |
Ryken is leaning casually, his back against a computer terminal. He appears
to be a simple Mon Calamari, dressed in a dark robe with a black cylinder
hanging from a belt. As you look closer, you realize that, instead of
staring off into space, he is looking intently at an object in his left
hand. Another object in his right hand is making a small, but noticeable,
clicking noise as he moves his fingers. Your suspicions are aroused when
you make out the small, but perceptible, wire running from a small datapad
in his hand to the terminal behind him... but by then it is too late.
He coughs, dropping the datapad into one of his pockets, and then is gone.
You wander over to the terminal, trying to see what he was working on...
too late! You notice a squad of Imperial Stormtroopers marching towards
you. You look up and see Ryken grin and wave down at you from a higher
walkway as you are dragged away by the Imperials. As you are dragged near
an Imperial Prison transport, you see an all too familiar figure exit
the landing ramp... how did he get there so fast? You have a bad feeling
as you are dragged further towards the carrier. Then, without warning,
the transport explodes and you, along with the troopers, are slammed into
nearby walls by the impact. As you near unconsciousness, you hear the
faint Snap-hiss of a lightsaber and smell the burning flesh. You feel
something constrict your throat and darkness surrounds you. You have messed
with the wrong Phish.
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