Living in the White Bread World (D1, EE)

[Sylvain Torsin]

Sylvain walked through the Uptown quarters with much the same stoicism he had all day. He pulled up to the location of the last data drop and collected the memory chip.

He walked through the streets thereafter looking for a bar or restaurant with a private room to reasonably begin to look through some of the data on his holopad without being disturbed.

[Dapper Dog]

Except the chip is not there.

[Sylvain Torsin]

Sylvain is frustrated when it turns out the chip was not there. It had already been a chore to collect what he had collected. He looked around the room for any sign of what might've happened.

(Flip Destiny with GM approval)

[Dapper Dog]

The chip was placed in mechanical equipment; it looks like an old data storage device that has been picked clean but in a haphazard fashion. He finds some brown cloth; it’s coarse and fairly crude.

[Sylvain Torsin]

He collects the chip and the cloth and examines it briefly.

[Dapper Dog]

He collects the chip and the cloth and examines it briefly.

OOC: Lore Xenology Average with a Setback die due to the limited material on hand.

[Sylvain Torsin]

Something about it seemed somewhat familiar as he looked at it carefully.

D1 Xenology Check EE: 2eA+2eD+1eS 1 success, 2 threat

[Dapper Dog]

Pretty sure this came from a jawa, but you have no idea where you would find one on Nar Shaddaa. The cloth is similar to what they where and with more investigation it looks like a group of Jawas came through and stripped the place of “valuables”.

[Sylvain Torsin]

"Jawas huh... I wonder where they might be..." He pondered his options while he walked out with the cloth.

D1 EE Streetwise to find the Jawas: 3eA 2 successes, 1 advantage

[Dapper Dog]

"Jawas huh... I wonder where they might be..." He pondered his options while he walked out with the cloth.

D1 EE Streetwise to find the Jawas: 3eA 2 successes, 1 advantage

There was a group of Jawas he recalls at the space port, probably more but that’s the best he can recall. Believe one was named Reek, their leader if they had such a thing.

[Sylvain Torsin]

Sylvain pondered his choices as he walked out of the room and back into the street.