Protection Application
A Zygerrian merchant is seeking protection as they meet with buyers from all throughout the Core.
The choice
What the operation puts to you, and how each answer turned out. Where a choice has two outcomes, it is one that can go wrong.
ADrink to that. "Glory to the Empire!"
The Zygerrian smirked in approval. The rest of the day was uneventful and our operators were well paid. Still, morale on the team suffers as word spreads that we drank to the health of the Emperor.
BThrow the drink in the Zygerrian's smug face. "To hell with the Emperor!"
The Zygerrian sputtered and hissed: "Perhaps a conversation with the closest Imperial Security liaison will help you reevaluate your priorities, you sanctimonious puffer pigs!" Our operators laid him out cold and made straight for the spaceport. Back at the Den, everyone agreed it was better to be a pig than a fascist.
The choice
Our team takes a meeting with the merchant in an upscale Coruscant lounge. The Zygerrian greets our team with a menacing grin and opens a bottle to share. They ask the team to join them in a friendly toast: "To Emperor Palpatine's good health and a thousand years of prosperity!"