Public Lothal: The Great Pie Heist of 900 ABY

[Braze]

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The Great Pie Heist:

The town's most anticipated event following the travesty of a hostile planetary take over, the annual pie-eating contest, is thrown into chaos when all the pies mysteriously disappear overnight. Who stole the pies? They were freshly baked Meiloorun pies too! Meiloorun fruits are a rarity and do not grown on Lothal, and had to have been imported. What a tragedy! What a shame! Who will bring these Pie Poachers to justice?

Will you be the hero they need? Or crust covered criminal they fear?

 

[Velran Kilran]

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[Ailmar Dawnstone]

With the conflict on Lothal coming to a lull, Humanitarian efforts were able to continue and thus Dawnstone and the AE were there to provide as much support to the locals as they could. With the spirt resting on the ground unloading her cargo alongside various other groups, Ailmar had taken a short rest from guiding the unloading teams and instead to travel into town after hearing news of an annual pie-eating contest thrown by the locals? He decided to take a look into the event and maybe partake if possible. He entered into the village alongside a small group of his own, exhausted from work. Although as they closed in on the town's center, something was clearly wrong.

The pie had been stolen.

Heads turned from the entering party as they made their way into the square to see chaos unfolding in front of their very eyes. Folk tired from conflict who turned to traditions for peace were stripped of their ease of mind, but hopefully this wasn't anything more than children being fools and stealing the sweats for themselves. Whatever the case, it was clearly starting to annoy those who just wanted to have a little fun and enjoy their competition, so something had to be done.

While nothing was said outright, Ailmar and his merry band of explorers were clearly ready to join the hunt in finding those missing pies. It was only a matter of time before they went stale, and time was of great importance to those people.

 

[Braze]

TAGS: Ailmar Dawnstone

In the village square, where excitement for the pie-eating contest had turned to confusion and disbelief, Ailmar and his group found themselves among the frustrated and bemused townsfolk. The tables meant for Meiloorun pies were embarrassingly bare, creating a scene that was part tragedy, part farce.

A sprightly old man with a mischievous glint in his eye was the first to approach. "Pies don't just grow legs and walk away, unless they're scared of being eaten, that is!" he joked, trying to lighten the mood. "But really, it's a sad day when even pies aren't safe."

A middle-aged woman, her hands on her hips, joined in. "Saw a bunch of shady characters around the pies. They looked more nervous than a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs. Had to be them, right?" she speculated with a wry smile.

Then, a young girl, barely a teenager, piped up excitedly. "I saw one of the guys trip over his own feet near the pies. Clumsiest thieves ever. If they're as bad at stealing as they are at walking, you'll find the pies in no time!"

Their stories, were tinged with the absurdity of the situation, welcomed Ailmar and his companions into the fold, offering them a chance rectify this crumbly caper!

A hungry-looking child, eyes hopeful, approached Ailmar. "Will you bring back the pies?" they asked softly, a look of hunger and hopefulness in their gaze, looking for a promise of the treats' return.