Round 1, Init 22
Rhoreen glitters up the party room, then goes prone (+4 to AC vs ranged). Her wand is in hand even as Ruha steps over her.
HP: 26/26
AC: 12/12/10 (+4 w/Mage Armor) F+3, R+4, W+6
Open spell slots:
Left Hand: nothing
Right Hand: Wand of MM
Ring of Punchery: 14/17
Lighten Up: 0/1 used
Rod of Extend, lesser: 2/3 used
[ dice]1d20+4[/dice] ranged to hit;
[ dice]1d4-1[/dice] blunt damage
Phasing: The drinker gains the ability to become incorporeal for 1d4 rounds as a swift action, but takes 1 point of Con damage when he does so. Phasing can be extended as a free action by taking 1 additional point of Con damage. Coming out of phase inside a solid object is instantly fatal.
She casts a very simple spell at Arturo.
”I can do it myself!!”
[ dice]1d8+1[/dice] CLW
"zzvkgrogk!"
force damage (24/50 left)
Rhoreen goes in with her glitter and two of the poltergeist become visible as the dust sticks to them magically!
One of them has the glitter in the eye sockets and seems blinded!
Rūha immediately follows in giving good advise.
The two glittered poltergeists burst in incorporeal scary flames.
The rubble starts to fly over Rūha!
But the Kasatha is well readied and dodges all of it!
Weapon Equipped = Falchion
Conditions = Ioun torch, Shield (1/5m)
Falchion: Attack: 5 BAB +4 Str +1 Focus +1 MW (-2 PA) Damage: +6 Str (+6 PA) Crit: 18-20x2 DR: Adamantine
Chef’s knife: Attack: 5 BAB +1 MW +4 Str / +2 Dex Damage: +4 Crit: 19-20x2 Range: 10’
Studied: () (mv/im; +2 att, dam, bluff, knowledge, perception, sense motive, survival)
Spell Like (1/1d, st, Prestidigitation cl1)
Spell Like (1 time, st, Cure Serious Wounds cl5)
- - -
(advice) vs DC 14 for no fear
(advice) vs DC 14 for no fear
Knowing there’s more magic dust to be had, and not wanting to get into it, Yambul holds the door against the willow of the wisp - or tries to. He holds his ground and readies an attack against anything he can sense to the east if it closes.
as a move action to try and pinpoint the wisp.
(advice)
(advice)
- - -
Yambul, fearless, flails around in the doorway a bit trying to figure out which end of his sword to hold.
Zzvkgrogk quaffs a Sheild extract (cherry) and a SuperRat potion (dark chocolate). He follows the others staying to the rear, readying his rifle should the Will o’ the wisp choose to challenge the flailing Yambul.
Or become visible, even.
”Whar is it!? he shouts.
for
5 first, 3 Second
(1st)
(1st) True Strike
(1st) Cure Light Wounds x2
(1st)
(2nd) Cure Moderate Wounds x2
(2nd) Invisibility
Can use craft (alchemy) to identify potions as if using Detect Magic
Hits: 28/28 ()
AC 24/ 16 (Mutagen, Shield) (16), touch 14 (+3 dex, +1 racial), flat-footed 13 (+2 armor, +1 racial)
Brown nanite hypogun charges: 7/10
Wand of Cure Light Wounds: 31/50
Radiation Detector (6/10 charges)
Neraplast Armor Charges: 19/24
Laser Pistol (Charges): 10/10
Laser Rifle: 20/20
Batteries Charged): 9/14
Empty Battieries: 5 /12
Zzvkgrogk Special (Alchemical Ordinance): 7 / 8
Will
Will
Round 2, Init 22
Rhoreen fires her wand at the red poltergeist.
"zzvkgrogk!"
force damage (23/50 left)
HP: 26/26
AC: 12/12/10 (+4 w/Mage Armor) F+3, R+4, W+6
Open spell slots:
Left Hand: nothing
Right Hand: Wand of MM
Ring of Punchery: 14/17
Lighten Up: 0/1 used
Rod of Extend, lesser: 2/3 used
[ dice]1d20+4[/dice] ranged to hit;
[ dice]1d4-1[/dice] blunt damage
Phasing: The drinker gains the ability to become incorporeal for 1d4 rounds as a swift action, but takes 1 point of Con damage when he does so. Phasing can be extended as a free action by taking 1 additional point of Con damage. Coming out of phase inside a solid object is instantly fatal.
She casts a very simple spell at Arturo.
”I can do it myself!!”
[ dice]1d8+1[/dice] CLW
"zzvkgrogk!"
force damage (23/50 left)
Ruha follows with her own attack against the red poltergeist, delivering a single straight punch at it's visible core.
Chaance grits her teeth, before taking a look through the doorway, fully expecting what she sees...
...and fails to convince the ancient part of her brain that understands better than she what danger lies ahead.
"Not on your life..." The elf's center of gravity is already leaning in the direction from whence they came.
The group endures the sight of the poltergeists, except for Zzvkgrogk, focused on the eastern empty room waiting for a will-o' lights, and Chaance, who starts to run out of the wreck.
Yambul feels something to his right and slashes to the air, only realizing it was his long hair moved by the elf running at his back.
Zzvkgrogk keeps his aim focused, but sees nothing more than Yambul at the door.
Rhoreen loses no time to burst magic missiles on the poltergeist, the creature energy being half consumed by the burst!
Rūha attacks the same poltergeist, his hands bursting with ki power to consume most of the essence of the creature, but it still persists.
The poltergeists focus their telekinetic attacks on Rūha...
The rubble in the room flies over, the Kasatha deflecting most of it with decisive arm blocks, but one can hits her head.
The red poltergeist frees itself from the blinding dust!
You feel the wisp left the wreck after Chaance, feeding on her fear.
Round 3, Init 22
Perception
Rhoreen fires her wand at the red poltergeist.
"zzvkgrogk!"
force damage (22/50 left)
HP: 26/26
AC: 12/12/10 (+4 w/Mage Armor) F+3, R+4, W+6
Open spell slots:
Left Hand: nothing
Right Hand: Wand of MM
Ring of Punchery: 14/17
Lighten Up: 0/1 used
Rod of Extend, lesser: 2/3 used
[ dice]1d20+4[/dice] ranged to hit;
[ dice]1d4-1[/dice] blunt damage
Phasing: The drinker gains the ability to become incorporeal for 1d4 rounds as a swift action, but takes 1 point of Con damage when he does so. Phasing can be extended as a free action by taking 1 additional point of Con damage. Coming out of phase inside a solid object is instantly fatal.
She casts a very simple spell at Arturo.
”I can do it myself!!”
[ dice]1d8+1[/dice] CLW
"zzvkgrogk!"
force damage (23/50 left)
Weapon Equipped = Falchion
Conditions = Ioun torch, Shield (1/5m)
Falchion: Attack: 5 BAB +4 Str +1 Focus +1 MW (-2 PA) Damage: +6 Str (+6 PA) Crit: 18-20x2 DR: Adamantine
Chef’s knife: Attack: 5 BAB +1 MW +4 Str / +2 Dex Damage: +4 Crit: 19-20x2 Range: 10’
Studied: () (mv/im; +2 att, dam, bluff, knowledge, perception, sense motive, survival)
Spell Like (1/1d, st, Prestidigitation cl1)
Spell Like (1 time, st, Cure Serious Wounds cl5)
- - -
Not wanting to waste actions readying all the time, Yambul will delay until he senses the willow o’ wisp.
Chaance clears the doorway to the great outdoors, briefly moaning her utter disappointment at leaving her gang behind to clear her head in the misty surrounds of the wreck. Her inner monologue teeter-totters from unintelligible self-condemnation to unconvincing positive self-talk.
She's too busy composing herself to notice anything unfortunate in her surrounds...
Rūha endures the barrage and maintains her advice, then draws on her ki to send an almost point-blank laser beam at the green poltergeist. "I can hold these back here, if one of you can help Chaance before she meets those sabosans again!"
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Zzvkgrogk hears Rūha, and her words register. He looks over his shoulder past the departing elf.
Hrm, what's it like to be able to cover so much ground at once?!
Daunted by the terrain between the elf and himself, Zzvkgrogk instead moves up with his dragon pistol, closes his eyes and shoots into the Poltergeist room hoping to expedite the demise of the source compelling everyone to runaway.
”Brigh Bless us!”
KerSploosh!
for
for
The cartridge though splatters back onto him, and he shakes out his fur furiously trying to spread the wealth.
"I said -- Brigh bless _US_!"
[b]5 first, 3 Second
(1st)
(1st) True Strike
(1st) Cure Light Wounds x2
(1st)
(2nd) Cure Moderate Wounds x2
(2nd) Invisibility
+2 competence bonus on Perception checks and on all Knowledge checks (50 min)
Can use craft (alchemy) to identify potions as if using Detect Magic
Hits: 28/28 ()
AC 24/ 16 (Mutagen, Shield) (16), touch 14 (+3 dex, +1 racial), flat-footed 13 (+2 armor, +1 racial)
Brown nanite hypogun charges: 7/10
Wand of Cure Light Wounds: 31/50
Radiation Detector (6/10 charges)
Neraplast Armor Charges: 19/24
Laser Pistol (Charges): 10/10
Laser Rifle: 20/20
Batteries Charged): 9/14
Empty Battieries: 5 /12
Zzvkgrogk Special (Alchemical Ordinance): 7 / 8
Rhoreen destroys the red poltergeist with the force bolts of her wand!
Yambul looks around for the will-o'-wisp, but if it is there, there is no apparent trace of it.
Chaance, away of the poltergeists, recomposes herself. She will be no frightened next round.
Rūha focuses her ki once more, and this time a ray of fire strikes the other visible creature. The ki seems akin to magic, for it consumes part of the incorporeal essence!
Without looking much to the target, Zzvkgrogk takes a crazy shot into the room. The poltergeist avoids the special cartridge, but it breaks into the wall, splashing the room with holy water!
The poltergeists retaliate, the rubble around swirling around Rūha.
But the Kasatha holds strong avoiding the worse of it, and blocking the rubble from exiting into the hallway, effectively protecting the group with her own body.
Round 4, Init 22
Rhoreen fires her wand at the green poltergeist and stands up.
"zzvkgrogk!"
force damage (21/50 left)
HP: 26/26
AC: 12/12/10 (+4 w/Mage Armor) F+3, R+4, W+6
Open spell slots:
Left Hand: nothing
Right Hand: Wand of MM
Ring of Punchery: 14/17
Lighten Up: 0/1 used
Rod of Extend, lesser: 2/3 used
[ dice]1d20+4[/dice] ranged to hit;
[ dice]1d4-1[/dice] blunt damage
Phasing: The drinker gains the ability to become incorporeal for 1d4 rounds as a swift action, but takes 1 point of Con damage when he does so. Phasing can be extended as a free action by taking 1 additional point of Con damage. Coming out of phase inside a solid object is instantly fatal.
She casts a very simple spell at Arturo.
”I can do it myself!!”
[ dice]1d8+1[/dice] CLW
"zzvkgrogk!"
force damage (23/50 left)
”Have faith!” Zzvkgrogk reloads his pistol and shoots again.
KerSploosh!
for
for
Again, he shakes out his fur to spread Brigh's blessing.
5 first, 3 Second
(1st)
(1st) True Strike
(1st) Cure Light Wounds x2
(1st)
(2nd) Cure Moderate Wounds x2
(2nd) Invisibility
Can use craft (alchemy) to identify potions as if using Detect Magic
Hits: 28/28 ()
AC 24/ 16 (Mutagen, Shield) (16), touch 14 (+3 dex, +1 racial), flat-footed 13 (+2 armor, +1 racial)
Brown nanite hypogun charges: 7/10
Wand of Cure Light Wounds: 31/50
Radiation Detector (6/10 charges)
Neraplast Armor Charges: 19/24
Laser Pistol (Charges): 10/10
Laser Rifle: 20/20
Batteries Charged): 9/14
Empty Battieries: 5 /12
Zzvkgrogk Special (Alchemical Ordinance): 6 / 8
Weapon Equipped = Falchion
Conditions = Ioun torch, Shield (1/5m)
Falchion: Attack: 5 BAB +4 Str +1 Focus +1 MW (-2 PA) Damage: +6 Str (+6 PA) Crit: 18-20x2 DR: Adamantine
Chef’s knife: Attack: 5 BAB +1 MW +4 Str / +2 Dex Damage: +4 Crit: 19-20x2 Range: 10’
Studied: () (mv/im; +2 att, dam, bluff, knowledge, perception, sense motive, survival)
Spell Like (1/1d, st, Prestidigitation cl1)
Spell Like (1 time, st, Cure Serious Wounds cl5)
- - -
Yambul continues to delay, hoping the wisp reveals itself so he can attack it.
Rūha tries to gauge from the directions the junk is flying and the temperature of the room where the remaining poltergeists might be.
Then, she goes for a punch if she can reach one.
Chaance reenters the fray, at its fringes at least.
She looks down the hallway, grateful that each ally is still standing.
The new barrage of force missiles from Rhoreen, obliterates and destroys the poltergeist that was still affected by the glitterdust.
Zzvkgrogk reloads a holy water charge and shots, into the air for lack of better directions, but as the cartridge crashes against the wall, a rain of holy water splashes into the room promising damage to any undead within.
Yambul keeps himself attentive to any possible appearance from the will-o'-wisp.
Rūha tries a random strike into the air for she cannot feel for certain where the invisible enemies are.
But she notices nothing else than air.
Chaance can be happy there is no enemy to be seen.
But the rubble keeps flying through the room in dangerous directions.
This time there is less scrap flying around, and Rūha manages to avoid it even more easily, although a sharp piece of spiked wire passes close to her face.
You feel a presence next to Chaance, perhaps the will-o'-wisp.
"Let's get the stuff and get out of here. No need to stay here and get pounded," Rhoreen offers aloud. "If we want, I can blanket this room in a fog cloud that could limit their ability to hit us and not harm us too much. But mostly, we should get what we want out of here."
"I can also blanket the area in fire, but we'll need Ruha out of the room...but maybe shooting fire into the room with the explosives isn't the best solution."
"I won't argue that. Do we know where it is? The explosives?"
If the elf can reach the northern room through the rubble, she'll lay eyes on the contents, if any, lying about.
"No, and we have no idea how large of an explosion it might cause. But the idea of grabbing what we need and leaving is sounding increasingly appealing." Ruha joins Chaance in taking a look around the room to identify any of the promised explosives.
”I am not going in there with THEM about!!” Zzvkgrogk cries, reloading his pistol, eyes closed, ears honed to the coldest part of the room.
AAAAh! Poltergeists!
He shoots for the sake of Brigh.
KerSploosh!
for
for
"Did it hit them?!"
5 first, 3 Second
(1st)
(1st) True Strike
(1st) Cure Light Wounds x2
(1st)
(2nd) Cure Moderate Wounds x2
(2nd) Invisibility
+2 competence bonus on Perception checks and on all Knowledge checks (50 min)
Can use craft (alchemy) to identify potions as if using Detect Magic
Hits: 28/28 ()
AC 24/ 16 (Mutagen, Shield) (16), touch 14 (+3 dex, +1 racial), flat-footed 13 (+2 armor, +1 racial)
Brown nanite hypogun charges: 7/10
Wand of Cure Light Wounds: 31/50
Radiation Detector (6/10 charges)
Neraplast Armor Charges: 19/24
Laser Pistol (Charges): 10/10
Laser Rifle: 20/20
Batteries Charged): 9/14
Empty Battieries: 5 /12
Zzvkgrogk Special (Alchemical Ordinance): 5 / 8
Rhoreen takes total defense, waiting to figure out how to help…and also afraid to enter the room with Zzvkgrogk’s detonations going off.
Weapon Equipped = Falchion
Conditions = Ioun torch, Shield (1/5m)
Falchion: Attack: 5 BAB +4 Str +1 Focus +1 MW (-2 PA) Damage: +6 Str (+6 PA) Crit: 18-20x2 DR: Adamantine
Chef’s knife: Attack: 5 BAB +1 MW +4 Str / +2 Dex Damage: +4 Crit: 19-20x2 Range: 10’
Studied: () (mv/im; +2 att, dam, bluff, knowledge, perception, sense motive, survival)
Spell Like (1/1d, st, Prestidigitation cl1)
Spell Like (1 time, st, Cure Serious Wounds cl5)
- - -
”You kill off those poltergeists yet? The wisp seems content to wait until you do for some reason.”
Yambul continues to delay, hoping the wisp reveals itself so he can attack it.
"Oh, now come to think of it, the wisp feeds on fear, and the poltergeists create it. If we destroy the creators, we might avoid fighting the wisp altogether. It can move on, find the next source of fear." Chaance hmmms. "Or not. It could move into town, instead of haunting the rarely-visited mists. I was hoping we wouldn't have to engage it." She looks around, knowledgeable that a wisp once was seen in the wreck, but completely unable, utterly unable, to sense it for its soundless and sightless nature.
While the party tries to figure out if there are explosives within the room full of broken stuff and other scrap, Zzvkgrogk gives the room another shot.
The cartridge finds no opposition and it crashes into a wall, raining the room in holy water, fortunately for Rūha, unharming to her.
There is no sign of the poltergeists death-death, but the scrap stops flying around the room.
With more calm now that the scrap is not flying around, you can identify a few old explosives at the far end of the room.
You do though also search and find old batteries sprawled among the litter, most likely depleted ones, a few useful technological gear, but most interestingly what seems a grenade launcher.
3x charged batteries
40x silverdisks
timeworn grenade launcher (14 charges)
3x concussion grenades
timeworn emergency beacon (18 charges)
timeworn emergency raft (3 charges)
timeworn emergency shelter
timeworn magboots (8 charges)
3x charges of cylex
When things quiet down a bit, Zzvkgrogk slowly opens one eye. Seeing the coast clear for the time being his other eye quickly pops open and he surveys the room. He quaffs an elixer of Heightened Awareness, mint flavor.
”Hmm… poor flaming dead… humanoids. This must be their stuff. That grenade launcher is – “ he suddenly shrieks.
”AIEE! Ooh, we need to be more careful! Do you think the poltergeists could lift one of those?” He points to three grenades laying on the floor. ”Those look like they are in pristine condition! It’s lucky for us they didn’t throw those at us – we should definitely relocate them,” he adds, greedily.
"Oh, now come to think of it, the wisp feeds on fear, and the poltergeists create it. If we destroy the creators, we might avoid fighting the wisp altogether. It can move on, find the next source of fear. [...] It could move into town. [ … ]"
’Oooh,” Zzvkgrogk says worriedly about ClockMother Dinvaya and the Warren, sounding fearful only somewhat deliberately. ”I don’t think it will go away just because we subdued its natural resource… We just will have to take it out. Are you – are you scared? Good.”
"That grenade launcher is worth much." It's ... it's almost as big as me... the recoil would probably knock me on my tail. "And big. Yambul, snag it on the way out. Unless Rūha or Rhoreen or Chaance wants to take a crack at it."
"Shall we continue investigating this complex?"
5 first, 3 Second
(1st)
(1st) True Strike
(1st) Cure Light Wounds x2
(1st)
(2nd) Cure Moderate Wounds x2
(2nd) Invisibility
+2 competence bonus on Perception checks and on all Knowledge checks (50 min)
Can use craft (alchemy) to identify potions as if using Detect Magic
Hits: 28/28 ()
AC 24/ 16 (Mutagen, Shield) (16), touch 14 (+3 dex, +1 racial), flat-footed 13 (+2 armor, +1 racial)
Brown nanite hypogun charges: 7/10
Wand of Cure Light Wounds: 31/50
Radiation Detector (6/10 charges)
Neraplast Armor Charges: 19/24
Laser Pistol (Charges): 10/10
Laser Rifle: 20/20
Batteries Charged): 9/14
Empty Battieries: 5 /12
Zzvkgrogk Special (Alchemical Ordinance): 5 / 8
As things stop flying around Rüha, Yambul figures, This is it!
But still no wisp. Part of him listens to Zzvkgrogk, but mostly he’s focused on trying to find the wisp.
Eventually, he gives up and helps to load up the various bits of loot. He’ll keep one of the concussion grenades as he’s not otherwise terribly good at range.
When everyone is ready, he’ll head into the eastern chamber and stand guard while more observant folks look around.
Rhoreen holds her wand at the ready and keeps an eye out for trouble as others go through the loot.
"Well, let's get it all. And there might be more in this complex. We should take a look so we don't have to come back," Rhoreen suggests and as answer to Zzvkgrogk.
"Let's explore."
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Rūha keeps her guard up for a while longer, not sure if the poltergeists have been extinguished, or if they're just biding their time. When nothing else starts flying through the air, she cedes the floor to Zzvkgrogk and heads to the south to watch the party's flank. "Still no wisp? Maybe it fled? Or maybe not. Let's keep our eyes open for it." She peeks into the southern room and keeps a lookout for the wisp.
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"We just will have to take it out. Are you – are you scared? Good.”
"Now what is that supposed to mean? Are you hoping my persistent fears will perfume the area, keeping the wisp interested in our whereabouts? That's cold, master rat, should that be your angle." Chaance speaks over her shoulder, as she follows the others, knowing full well future doors tend to hide even more fell foes.
"Do not hesitate to retreat, if you find more necromancy at play here. The mists, the ghosts, all of it rankles my soul."
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Thank you, Brigh!
That's cold, master rat, should that be your angle."
”Oh, do not mistake me! I have every confidence in your skills! I am thinking of it as protecting the denizens of Scrapwall, which is why we are here in part. If that means being a little scared, than I am not afraid to, uh … admit I’m a little scared.”
Zzvkgrogk surveys in dismay the rugged terrain of the wreck. The potential of unique shiny things proves too tempting.
Hmmm… now that we know what the danger is, maybe we should let it stay haunted…
Seeing that Yambul is in relative safety in a new room, he scurries hops and scrambles to join him.
"So, if a bunch of explorers came down here and didn't live to tell the tale, were they eaten by the sabosans, or are we just going to find a pile of bones?"
5 first, 3 Second
(1st)
(1st) True Strike
(1st) Cure Light Wounds x2
(1st)
(2nd) Cure Moderate Wounds x2
(2nd) Invisibility
+2 competence bonus on Perception checks and on all Knowledge checks (50 min)
Can use craft (alchemy) to identify potions as if using Detect Magic
Hits: 28/28 ()
AC 24/ 16 (Mutagen, Shield) (16), touch 14 (+3 dex, +1 racial), flat-footed 13 (+2 armor, +1 racial)
Brown nanite hypogun charges: 7/10
Wand of Cure Light Wounds: 31/50
Radiation Detector (6/10 charges)
Neraplast Armor Charges: 19/24
Laser Pistol (Charges): 10/10
Laser Rifle: 20/20
Batteries Charged): 9/14
Empty Battieries: 5 /12
Zzvkgrogk Special (Alchemical Ordinance): 5 / 8
"I lack the confidence where you have every, Zz. I'm reassured by your admission of your own fear here. It speaks to a shared respect for the danger the undead represent. Here and everywhere we go, seems like."
Zzvkgrogk determines the launcher needs to expend a charge and have a granade inside to work, but it will help launch granades farther away and explode them more reliably. This one is worn down by time, humidity and lack of care, and thus will not endure a long usage.
Yambul steps into the eastern room where you spot the lights Chaance identified as the will-o'-wisp.
The eastern half of this room is a tangle of gray metal, strange engine parts, and rubble, all of which was subjected to great heat long ago, judging by the metal’s melted and scorched surfaces. Here and there, softly glowing residues are caked onto bits and pieces of the metal.
It seems this was once the ship’s engine room, but everything that remains is damaged and ruined.
The ruins of the machinery are the remains of its destroyed fusion reactor.
You think the explosion resulting from the vehicle’s crash obliterated most of the back half of the ship.
Three patches of glowing chemical residue cake the ruined reactor.
"I knew it, careful. This is a destroyed fusion reactor -- looks like an explosion destroyed this engine room and most of the back half of the ship."
"Don't touch the chemical residue, it's toxic -- like the waste roving thugs quaff for the sake of what passes for them as entertainment."
"Can you see to the back half of the ship, Yambul? Should we come back here after joining Rūha?"
While Yambul and Zzvkgrogk searches the eastern room for the 'wisp, Rūha takes a peek into the southern one.
The air in this compartment is choking and stale. The dust here is inches thick—nothing has disturbed this area in years. To the west, the wall is partially crushed and melted, leaving a five-foot-wide, two-foot-tall gap that opens into another chamber beyond. Four large coffin-shaped objects made of glass and metal sit against the walls—one to the north and three to the south.
The northern pod and the central southern pod are partially broken. Each contains a skeleton clad in fragments of strange, bulky armor. The other two southern pods appear to be only slightly damaged. The air is thick with a rancid scent, like old meat gone bad.
The pods in this chamber were used by crew members of the scouting ship for stasis sleep on long journeys.
You deduce there was some emergency and in the attempt to survive, at least part of the crew donned space suits and entered these pods for safety, but that protection was not apparently enough to survive the impact, for no one moves in here.
The pod in the north wall is broken open, and the remains within are now only crumbling bones, but in the other three pods, the bodies of the crew remain in perfect stasis in their pristine space suits.
One is male, the other two female—both appear to be human, yet of an unknown ethnicity with dusky skin, reddish hair, and delicate features. The pods they rest in seem to be intact.
A quick check is enough to notice the stasis pods are not powered up. It is impossible to determine for how long have they been inactive.
The good news is these ones can be forced open with just some effort in this state.
Know (Engineering)
Craft (Alchemy)
"Oh neat, yeah. We should take that with us. Might be that we offer it to our barbarian friends as an offering since they were so nice to share theirs with us," Rhoreen notes, and thinks this is a very good, generous and kind thought. Totally selfless.
Rhoreen carefully gathers the liquids if she can, using spare potion bottles or canteens or whatever might be about.
* * *
Know (Engineering)
Know (Engineering)
"Sleeping pods, maybe? We could probably get them open."
Zzvkgrogk watches Rhoreen collect the toxic waste and frowns. "I thought you were over that, Calliope?" He shrugs and shakes his head helplessly.
He turns to Yambul. ”Oh, it sounds like the others found something.”
With a pained look on his face, he scrambles and hops over the terrain and heads over to join the others.
”Sleeping pods, maybe? We could probably get them open."
ZZvkgrogk pushes himself up on the pod to have a closer look at the inside. ”Well, yeah, if they are sleeping… As Calliope said, their suits look sealed and intact. Shall we? I think Rūha should have the honors of waking our visitors … Chaance? You have a way with words, don’t you?”
5 first, 3 Second
(1st)
(1st) True Strike
(1st) Cure Light Wounds x2
(1st)
(2nd) Cure Moderate Wounds x2
(2nd) Invisibility
+2 competence bonus on Perception checks and on all Knowledge checks (50 min)
Can use craft (alchemy) to identify potions as if using Detect Magic
Hits: 28/28 ()
AC 24/ 16 (Mutagen, Shield) (16), touch 14 (+3 dex, +1 racial), flat-footed 13 (+2 armor, +1 racial)
Brown nanite hypogun charges: 7/10
Wand of Cure Light Wounds: 31/50
Radiation Detector (6/10 charges)
Neraplast Armor Charges: 19/24
Laser Pistol (Charges): 10/10
Laser Rifle: 20/20
Batteries Charged): 9/14
Empty Battieries: 5 /12
Zzvkgrogk Special (Alchemical Ordinance): 5 / 8
Rūha looks over the pods, then takes a step back as she spots the intact bodies inside. "Considering that the stasis pods have been unpowered for what must be years, centuries, millennia? Considering that, there's next to no chance that these people can be woken up." She looks through the clear shell of the pod "Unless... these people are from Golarion and got trapped here."
"No, without power, how would they have gotten trapped, or be still trapped? I think we'd be better served leaving them alone."
Yambul follows Zzvkgrogk into the next room. The bodies freak him out a little considering how well preserved they are.
"Well, they're alive, or they're dead. If they're alive, we should break them free, and if they're dead we should bury 'em."
He looks at Rüha, and trusts her instinct. "Let's at least leave it to the end. They're not going anywhere, so let's search this place and deal with them last."
With his falchion still out, and shield still running, he moves to the rubble and looks to see what can be seen.
Zzvkgrogk shrugs wanders over to check out the strange bulky armor of the skeleton.
"Either way, I don't think I can leave without knowing if they breathe or not. Calliope, what do you make of this armor?"
Following Rūha's advice, the group avoids to touch the pods, including the bulky armor, and slowly proceeds through the western whole. Yambul's flying stone's light is reflected by another wall of glaucite. There is another door there.
Differently to the other doors in the wreck, this one is closed. It also means it needs to be forced to open.
Zzvkgrogk brings his tools and makes a few unsuccessful attempts, but when Yambul is up to move aside the ratfolk to break the door with his heavy blade, the furred boy tries a new approach connecting a battery and momentarily powering the door up with a shortcut.
There are many sparks but the door slides to the side, letting a blast of stale, foul-smelling air hiss out of the chamber.
A massive black window, spiderwebbed with hundreds of cracks, graces the western wall of this chamber, half-buried under rubble and twisted metal. Curved consoles of strange controls line the walls, with three chairs made of an unidentifiable off-white material facing them. A figure dressed in red fabric of an unusually fine weave sits slumped over the console in the westernmost chair.
Rhoreen moves up to keep an eye on things, her wand ready should the wisp return.
She looks onto the bridge and wonders what it might have been used for.
Perception
"Looks like the bridge. And that might be captain? I don't think Golarion has fabrics like that." Ruha whispers, approaching the figure slowly and with her eyes darting from side-to-side, looking for hidden dangers.
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As you close by, you notice the pilot's back part of the skull is open and the interior is completely empty, devoid of any remains of a brain.
As the air of the exterior starts to enter the bridge, the mummified body crumbles to dust! A haunting force triggers when this happens, you start to hear big explosions and a vision overlaps with the bridge itself. You see a large ship crossing the blackness of the space surrounded by stars. Large black creatures with tentacles are invading the ship and there are explosions everywhere as human-like creatures try to fight them back! You see the pilot in the red suit running through a metal corridor and stumbling with a four-armed figure very much like Rūha.
"Isuma!" shouts the pilot "We need to evacuate, everything is lost!"
The Kasatha runs towards the explosions instead "No Yurian! Someone needs to make sure Divinity crashes! I will not let The Dominion of the Black return to my planet!"
"It is a doomed mission!" the man negates and sees the Kasatha disappear then keeps running and enters what seems a escape module. You soon recognize the ship you are in at this very moment.
The red pilot runs past pods where other men are entering, he accesses the bridge and initiates a flight sequence. The man touches the device in his throat and starts to talk, but you cannot hear with the other noises of the haunted vision.
The ship lurches downward, away from the metal structure above.
Then the structure drops and slams into the ship. A voice calls out, "Captain, what...?"
The pilot replied, "The Chrysalis rammed us. Unity won't let us escape easily." His fingers raced and the view outside spins. The ship shuddered from strain as it dipped away from the metal structure. Another flick of a switch and the view screen image splits, one reveals the metal structure above them as another spaceship the size of a mountain, and the other focuses on the approaching ground, now close beneath but slowing down.
"Chrysalis, you maneuver like garbage skow," the pilot shouts as he dodges out from under the other spaceship's next attempt to smash them.
Then the Chrysalis hits the ground and exploses into a cloud of debris miles wide. "Sh-t!" the pilot shouts. His ship spins as it intercepts the debris. As this takes place, you feel sudden vertigo, and the conviction that gravity has gone mad.
Everything goes phantom dark and full of dust but the movement completely ceases. For a second you feel you have been eaten by the darkness, but then a light in the pilots suit turns on and he starts to stand up, only for in the flash of the light a crab-like creature with a lamprey mouth, twitching eyes on its legs, and several blisters along its back that hold what seems brains lurches over and cuts the pilot's head in half putting the brain on the last empty blister.
The vision disappears, but over the dust of the body remains, there is this very same crab creature with many eyes looking at your tasty heads!
The creature moves forward over you and Rūha feels a force trying to take her over.
These are just another of the aberrations of the outer space Chaance talk you about. During your forays below Torch, you found an entry about this one in particular, a Neh-Thalggu.
This one in particular seems a younger, smaller specimen, and it looks particularly weakened by the long time here closed.
Weapon Equipped = Falchion
Conditions = Ioun torch, Shield (1/5m)
Falchion: Attack: 5 BAB +4 Str +1 Focus +1 MW (-2 PA) Damage: +6 Str (+6 PA) Crit: 18-20x2 DR: Adamantine
Chef’s knife: Attack: 5 BAB +1 MW +4 Str / +2 Dex Damage: +4 Crit: 19-20x2 Range: 10’
Studied: (craby) (mv/im; +2 att, dam, bluff, knowledge, perception, sense motive, survival)
Spell Like (1/1d, st, Prestidigitation cl1)
Spell Like (1 time, st, Cure Serious Wounds cl5)
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vs DC 14
Yambul 5’ steps into the room, studies his opponent (move), and whacks the, uh, thing upside whatever head he can find!
(studied)
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If Yambul can’t 5’ step across the corner, he’ll tumble into the room trying to take up flank with Rüha (and the above is -2 att/-2 dam).
Will vs. DC 14 (vs prone)
"What is that thing!?" Rhoreen ponders how best to effect that crab eyed creature.
Ruha weathers the strange phenomena from the vision without issue, and also easily resists the crab creature's mental attack. Unfortunately, the monstrosity is as alien to her as it is to the others. "Not a clue. But it appears to have a penchant for collecting brains."
With Yambul distracting the monster from one side, Ruha takes a swift step southward and delivers a precise jab.