New Goals

I had a few simple goals a while back:

1. Master in Scout
2. Sell off the junk left to me to sell
3. Set up a Temple

Well... I accomplished 1 & 3. I am a Master Scout and working on Novice Ranger. I set up a beautiful Temple called Free-Spirit Temple. Selling stuff... this is becoming a long and ongoing project. I am SO not a merchant.

New goals?

1. Obtain Novice Swordsman
2. Learn to fly with confidence
3. Get a starship crafting station to add to the others in the Temple.
4. Make a blue rug and orange rug

Yesterday, my herb (herbivore) meat sold to the vendor I offered it to. Yay! 2 million + credits. I bought an orange rug adhesive (which are VERY hard to find... still need a blue one).

I took another flight mission. You have no idea the case of nerves I have locked in the unescapable confines of a cockpit in space. My nerves were in my throat as I flew... and that was before I was surrounded by Imperial Tie Fighters shooting at me! I succeeded in my mission and came back quickly. My flight officer was well please. He has this habit of speaking with such concern when sending me up and keeps calling me darling or sweetheart. Ug. I lived. I'll be fine. One day I will be able to do this without quaking in my boots. I have no reason to be afraid of this. At some point... I should face Lok. Well... ok... not yet.

I need a drink now. I took my ship to Tattooine... to Mos Eisley. I relaxed in the cantina when I overheard conversation. Talon Karrde was in the back of the cantine! He heads like the largest Smuggling Alliance in the galaxy! I have heard of him from various folks but never thought I would be so close. Wow. Impressive. I then went out to hunt critters around MosEisley. There were an unusually large number of Imperial troopers about. Why for? Well, we ignored each other. I was repeated attacked by Valerian Thugs. DAMN! I could barely get up to run when another would jump me. I obviously entered town from my critter hunt into the WRONG are! KARK! I new Imperial pilot came to actually help out. We were doing relatively ok... then one killed him with a well -placed shot. I was grateful for his aid... but felt bad that he died. I will pray that his officers can clone him. His name was Melat. Peace and the Force be with him.

Finally, when I escaped the Valerian Thugs... OY... i had to rest and heal after that!!! I then took my ship to Naboo. I shuttled to New Aldera in search of a starship crafting station. None were available. I emailed two people who might get one. I hope for a reply soon.