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After years of misadventures and close calls, keeping his head down
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for over a decade after the Fall of the Empire, it was the year 14
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ABY. Kor had worked a string of pointless jobs on planets that all
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started to look the same. Occasional word of Innominate will pop up
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to vex regimes and corporations across the Galaxy, and they were
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never caught. Only a few of those have ever met Kor, even fewer
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connect the dots to the mysterious figure who helped expose
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Imperial war crimes, and the everyman mechanic/engineer Kor
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Novablast. Even the Novagold family had failed to reach out, due to
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inability to find their sun or disinterest, perhaps they have their
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own post-war problems, who knows? But perhaps now, after all these
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years, Kor would be willing to embark on a renewed life of
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adventure, should the right opportunity fall into his lap.
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Kor had been the resident mechanic of a sleazy used ship salesman
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on the planet Lantillies. Snuurrt, a Caaramon of ill-repute who
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read a series of Holos on how to trick customers into thinking you
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are agreeing with them while actually fleecing him, had tasked Kor
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with fixing a ship that, by all rights, should never be shown to
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customers. The Steel Lady
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A GX-1 short hauler built right there on planet Lantillies, it had
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been upgraded with a Class-1 hyperdrive of questionable ethical and
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legal origin - anything faster and it would undoubtedly be illegal
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aftermarket modding. The hack job resulted in a rather significant
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issue; the hyperdrive functions, but it pulls too much power from
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the hypermatter fuel injector, requiring over-frequent refueling.
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Also, it might explode? Probably not. But maybe.
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Kor had been working for days and nights on this ship to get it in
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sellable condition, sometimes napping in the labyrinthian
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engineering bowels of the ship, out of sight from perfunctory view.
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Unbeknownst to him, this particular craft is a lost cause.
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One day Kor awoke with an all-too familiar feeling in his gut - he
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was in space - somebody had taken The Steel Lady off-planet. He
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soon found himself amongst new faces:
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Cyrus McCain - The Lady's new Captain.
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Duhah - a blue-skinned mystic, hidden beneath a pile of robes
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Liahra - a medic with a military past.
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9D-88 - a large welding droid (who was soon enhanced by Kor's
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deft hands)
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After jumping from planet to planet, making deliveries as The Lady
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was tasked to do, and Kor desperately trying to hold the ship
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together, the hyperdrive finally became in-operable. The ship lost
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all power. Floating adrift through space, the crew had to think
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fast. Soon an ancient statue was found gilded with enough gold to
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repair the burnt-out wiring, they were able to pilot the ship to
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Madman Mooney's used spaceship sales, located on a small asteroid
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nearby. The Steel Lady was sold, the proceeds of this transaction
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were used to purchase The Silver Falcon. Moments after the
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transation took place, the faulty hyperdrive exploded, completely
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obliterating Mad Man Mooney's asteroid and all inhabitants.
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