He's dead, Jim
Carue thought that he had finally found a stable means of income
(aside from the lunch money Vitri stole from Astromech droids).
Having affiliated themselves with such a, shall we say, multi-talented
group, it seemed almost any job would be a piece of cake. The varied
realms of "expertise" among the group seemed to assure
their success; they had brains, brawn, and a shadowy wolf creature.
However, these differences lead Vitri and Carue to disaster, for
no particular reason at all.
Their first job was a simple "sneak attack slack." Carue
would do the slacking, and everyone else would watch his back. He
snuck into the compound with the aid of Tset Nal and El'Li, and
started to do what he did best. At which point he was thrown from
the computer terminal by El'Li, who suddenly had delusions of grandeur
regarding his own computer literacy. Taking great offense, Carue
proceded to defend his only claim to fame, honor, or usefullness
of any kind (namely his slacking skills). That's when everything
went awry. In the next twenty seconds or so, there were claws, vibro
axes and golf clubs swinging like there was no tommorrow, with Vitri
shooting off his blaster left and right for good measure. Vitri
had been assigned to watch the back door in case of emergency, which
ultimately resulted from internal dispute, saving the guards the
trouble. At this point Carue realized that a two party system was
better for this line of work after all. He then decided to abandon
the mission, and was on his way out the window when El'Li proceeded
to empty the contents of Carue's abdomen onto the carpet, and bury
his vibroaxe into the delicate inner workings of Vitri's chassis.
The dynamic duo was downed in one round, the offender having used
the maximum number of character points allowed to accomplish the