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Thread: I was not a Smuggler...
...yet now that is all I can be.
We have been struggling since the very beginning to find our true identity and place in this world. In this one class, I have been a purveyor of spice, a slicer, a fixer selling "favors", and a barroom brawler with a lack of fighting etiquette.
None of what I did was "smuggling". And that one lament incensed my bretheren to taker up arms time and again… desperation, synicisim, and pessimissim born out of this struggle weathered down our spirits and battle cry to one small worn and hopeful “Give us smuggling above all else!”
We were Talon, Han, Lando, and more, all rolled into one. Not smugglers alone, or fast talkers, or slicers- but some category above all these that these fall into. Now, we shall be Han. Smugglers alone. Pistols, fists, and courier missions with cleverly written dialogue. Deliveries with a smirk. No longer centers of social need. A class offering an actual service, with enough firepower to make it dangerous. No longer inter-personal. Only combat, and deliveries.
A Scoundrel, a Rogue, an Outlaw. These I definitely have been. But a Smuggler? That is now all I can do, though it will not be enough.
-FIN-