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Chapter 12 by Torg Torg

What's next?

You are jostled

A big fellow next to you gestures widely with his hands, knocking into you.

The big alien jabbers loudly at you in a language you don't understand.

A shorter more humanoid alien says, "He doesn't like you."

You say, "Sorry."

"I don't like you either! You just watch yourself! We're wanted men. I have the **** sentence on twelve systems."

You say, "I'll be careful."

"You'll be dead!"

Obi-Wan turns from his conversation with the Wookie. "This little one's not worth the effort. Now let me get you something."

The short alien pulls a blaster shouting at you. Kenobi pulls out his lightsaber and cuts off the arm of the hostile alien. Both aliens run out of the cantina.

You stare at the severed limb that still holds the blaster.

"Come on. Our furry friend here is on the crew of a ship. Let's go talk to his captain."

You follow the old man and the Wookie into the back of the cantina.

What's next?

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