IC Story Thread: Chapter 1, Gamorr - the Diplomats

The Gamorrean guards stop in their tracks with looks of surprise, fear, and confusion passing over their faces in equal measure.

They clearly won't dare to defy the Jedi, despite this being their jurisdiction and authority...

The individuals who were pushed through the barrier struggle to get up off the ground, and you think you hear the pitiful squealing-grunt sound that you recall from your mission primer as a "thank you", as they hold their hands out placatingly to the guards.

With all of that commotion, and what was clearly not a scripted part of the ceremonial spectacle, you three realize that basically all of the attention of the gathered crowd and various state and military personnel has fallen on you. But yet, from your perspective looking outward - you can see that whatever the impetus was behind the surge that pushed those two through... it didn't stop...Even as you place your bodies between the guards and the fallen Gamorreans, you see a whole line of Gamorreans have pushed to the front of the crowd to belly-up to the barrier, they have violet cloth bandanas pulled up on their faces, and though they initially hold them low - you can see they have weapons in their hands.

And as you realize your efforts will be successful to protect the fallen civilians from the charging barrier guards, you see other masked Gamorreans behind those heave projectiles into the midst of the ceremonial procession...

The small metallic canisters blink with a small red light as they arc through the air, and explode upon impact with the ground.

Chaos breaks out after that...

Dozens of the masked Gamorreans are jumping or pushing down the barriers, on both sides of the ceremonial pathway, apparently intent upon charging the ceremonial procession.

Civilians drop to the ground or begin fleeing in all directions.

Several figures in the Gamorrean ceremonial retinue, including the Master's palanquin - are down, the palanquin toppled. Due to the press of bodies and smoke or dust from the explosions you cannot see Master Barouk's status...

A couple Clone Troopers are down as well - though you can see other Clones are already moving to their comrades sides...

Making your way to the Master and/or the ceremonial procession's exit would take you into the midst of the masked Gamorreans' assault.

Cevron barrels into the fray, bowling Gamorreans aside. He is able to get within view of the area where the Master's palanquin went down - despite still being at least 10 meters away, and he can see the Master is on her feet but crouched down low, sheltering the lead Gamorrean dignitary while trying to get her to move toward the main exit.

She's also shouting orders to the Clones that are nearest her, but you cannot hear what they are. Though they are forming up on her, taking defensive postures.

As a result of Cevron barging into the fray though, he has drawn the attention of a masked dissident, who engages him in melee!

The Gamorrean squeals shrilly in pain, and is silenced when he hits the ground in a lifeless heap! The thug isn't as well armed as the Guards, possessing only some kind of iron-shod cudgel, but after seeing the Jedi charge into the fray, he raises it high over his head and attacks Cevron!

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Meanwhile several of the Clone Troopers are occupied pulling their battle buddies up off of the ground, there heads pivoting looking for an evac route. Others are forming up on the Jedi and taking defensive actions, as the sparking of the Lightsaber and subsequent death-scream draws the attention of several dissidents nearby.

As the Jedi wade into the fray, cutting down at least 3 of their number in short order, the dissidents around you all are visibly dismayed and begin to retreat.

Master Barouk's voice comes over the comms and she's saying, "... get the Gamorrean Diplomats out of there!"

As Cevron witnessed, the Master is with the Lead Diplomat and is moving her toward the main exit from the landing pad, as she was on that side of the press of bodies.

But there are two other diplomats in the middle of the fracas. Their guards are doing all they can to fend off the dissident attackers, but overwhelmed by their numbers, have no capacity to move anywhere.

Your way to the diplomats, in the wake of the retreating dissidents around you, is open to get to them. But moving them toward the main exit would be impossible without engaging more of the attackers.