Chaldean Moorchild
Location: Corellia
Objective: single handedly bring down the coaxium industry
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Equipment: Gwen's attire, Echo stone, carved luck charm, quarterstaff, slingshot

I stalked through the concrete jungle on Corellia where a small group of people had gathered for this action. This planet stank, it was a horrible industrial world that had nothing to do with nature. The people who I had joined came from a lush and beautiful planet, and their attire gave them away as outsiders, but stealth would be the last thing on our mind once we made our move. We wanted them to know it was us, we wanted them to know their actions had consequences and striking them where they believed to be safe might scare them enough to make them back down from the horrendous actions and hopefully prevent the destruction of even more virgin rainforest for the goal of profit.
I looked in the distance at the open topped speeder of the CEO of the company was slowly making its move through heavy traffic, he made this trip every day and was likely right now making coaxium deals involving her allies planet. I thumbed the bright orange pellets attached to my belt and removed one of them, it was a fraction under 2 inches in diameter and made from a mixture of orange paint, adhesives and itching powder. I had been warned not to get any of it on me, it was completely harmless, but I would be itching my skin off for a fortnight if I spilled it on myself. The guy who had explained it to me had a look about him that told me this was true.
"They're coming, I'll hit the big guy, if he has more guards this time I can get out more easily, you lot get the transports and keep them occupied." I said aloud to the person next to me, but mostly to myself, just clarifying the plan. In thirty seconds we would go.