The green Wizard and his lady had been walking across middle earth for
near a week, and seen no sign of the sith warriers who'd be tracked
here. They'd fought of a band of robbers, gotten soaked to their
synthetic skin by a thunderstorm before shelter could be erected,
patched up the ladies knee after she sliped while dancing down the road
like a little child. And left a watchstation with a sleeping mudmonster
gardian at every nights stop east of the shire. All together, a
pleasant backwoods vacation.
Then he got the newsflash relayed from the sig-int satelite he'd left
orbiting RASSM. A plague of green squishy things. RASSM was in a
panic. The sith warriers he'd leave to thier fates, for now anyway.
The innocents needed rescue.
Half a days walk to the coastline. His swan ship could be waiting when
they arrived. Another half day travel. He hoped he wouldn't be too late.
Summary:
The Hacker responds to the crisis on RASSM, leaving covert forces behind.