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Three characters in a tavern recount a wildly exaggerated rebel victory: charging down hills with blasters, hurling walkers at rocks, and dismissing boring retreat tactics. It's improvised banter and ridiculous battle plans that end in a toast.
Three characters in a tavern recount a wildly exaggerated rebel victory: charging down hills with blasters, hurling walkers at rocks, and dismissing boring retreat tactics. It's improvised banter and ridiculous battle plans that end in a toast.
Rebels! Nice!
Speaking of rebels... Rebels! Did we ever tell you how we liberated this planet?
No, but I thought...
Oh, it's juicy! There we were, outnumbered and outgunned.
What do we do, sir? I'll tell you what we do. We retreat, and we live to fight another day, men.
Boring! We've got a better idea.
We charge down this hill with blasters in hand. We pick up those walkers and we dash them against the rocks. And we finally drive those Imperials from this bloody planet! That's a terrible idea. I— Attack! Sakaala! Hold your position! This is suicide! Woo-woo! What? Woo-woo! Oh yeah!
And that's how we beat them.
What? That is so wizard. Yeah. He's bartender. A round of drinks for our heroes here! Yes!
