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[color=gray][i]Click.[/i]

Seeing the informant go down in front of their eyes had little effect on the morale of the bandits. Like most thugs, they were determined to receive their share of the credits, and taking down someone who had just killed a [s]slave[/s] member of the Empire would only rake in more credits. However, what one of the rogues weren't expecting, was their blaster pistol being faulty. The Rodian repeatedly pulled the trigger, yet it would not fire and only making an odd clicking sound. Then, the even more unexpected happened. The blaster pistol overheated, sending an overcharged beam into a street sign, making a nice burn mark within the metal while the heat melted away the blaster pistol... until [i]boom![/i]

The other thug, watching his partner-in-crime quickly lose his hand to a faulty blaster pistol, grew enraged as his friend soon bled out. Aiming his blaster pistol directly at Gaelden, the bandit fired his weapon in hopes to avenge his comrade. Nonetheless, seeing his friend's hand be blown off had shaken him so much that his aim was off, and the bandit had completely missed his target.[/color] [color=coral][b]"Damn you, cowards![/b][/color] [color=gray]The bandit shouted in fury, despite his inner feelings of fear. The Ortolan was quickly shot down, and his friend lost his hand to a faulty blaster pistol. Without being lucky, the bandit knew he would either be considered an accomplice or shown no quarter by the scoundrels that fired onto them.[/color]

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Thug 1 = [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/4455]1[/url], Critical Failure resulted in his death.
Thug 2 = [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/4456]6[/url], less than Gaelden's reflex and therefore missed.
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