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Male Human Rogue/2 | AC 15, T 9, FF 15 |HP: 18/10 | F +, R +, W + | Init , P | CMD

haahahahehehr,ahaha,hehe, ha.

Silver Crusade

What are you laughing at, man-slave?? *grit teeth*


Figit is shocked at the brutal and senseless murder of the alien girl by Lisa. Why would she do that? And now the leader of the fleet was in front of them? Figit will continue to act shocked and somewhat separate herself from the group. Perhaps she can remain in the background long enough to help her people if a fight breaks out.
Bluff: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23


Male Human Rogue/2 | AC 15, T 9, FF 15 |HP: 18/10 | F +, R +, W + | Init , P | CMD

You say those things you're pointing at us are Aballonian. Death Rays? Well the jokes on you sister, haha, we're not Aballonians!


stats:
HP 24 (4 HD) | Archaeologist's Luck 4/6 | AC 18(12) T 12 FF 16(10) | Melee AB +4/+2 | Melee dmg 2d6+5/1d6+2 | Init +2 | F 3 R 6 W 4 | Speed 20(30)
Female Lashunta Aegis (Trailblazer) 2/Bard (archaeologist) 1/Ranger (Skirmisher) 2

"You cannot possibly be this idiotic, Victor."

Turning to Arael, "Sister, I am completely sickened by your actions. Why would you want to... satisfy yourself with Golarionites? What of the males of our species?"

Silver Crusade

lol. "Not Aballonions." Good one.

Stardust smiles at Lisa. Truly, sister, would YOU want one of those pig-men? Take as many as you like! Her officers and space marines laugh. Arael's so fu-nny. But good luck finding one after the Cleansing!

Turning to Victor: And YOU, my Golarionish man-slave, are not very bright - are you? Have you ever seen what one of these does to a man's flesh? I'll make you a deal: point out to me which of your companions killed my Robot, and I will release you. Surely this is fair?

figit Bluff check 23:

sense motive: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19
sense motive: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19
sense motive: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19
sense motive: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16
Stardust sense motive: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (5) + 15 = 20

Figit withdrawals into the background quietly.


Male Human Rogue/2 | AC 15, T 9, FF 15 |HP: 18/10 | F +, R +, W + | Init , P | CMD

Well, doll, it's like this. See, technically, you killed your robot. When you ordered your robot to throw me off this floating city block, you activated...
I pause and very slowly take my masterwork fountain pen out of my pocket

This cleverly disguised Thuvian Personal Security Nural Protovoltamic Hypnolizer, which I always carry, and this device can override the normal peaceful thoughts of people around me and make them do heroic things in order to protect me. So, doll, it was all your fault, you should be ashamed of youself for making such a clasic blunder.


Go bard face ablities! WOOOOOO

Sczarni

CN Human Bard 1 (Street Performer); AC 14, touch 12, flat-footed 12 (+2 armor, +2 Dex); hp 10/10; Fort +3, Ref +5, Will +3

intimidate check, DC16, Victor va-shnickter.


stats:
HP 24 (4 HD) | Archaeologist's Luck 4/6 | AC 18(12) T 12 FF 16(10) | Melee AB +4/+2 | Melee dmg 2d6+5/1d6+2 | Init +2 | F 3 R 6 W 4 | Speed 20(30)
Female Lashunta Aegis (Trailblazer) 2/Bard (archaeologist) 1/Ranger (Skirmisher) 2

"Well, Sister, in case you didn't realize, I have absolutely no memory of Castrovel."


Male Human Investigator 4
Arael Stardust wrote:
Professor Q wrote:
Not every society considers the consumption of the flesh of other sentient races to be an act of cannibalism,
Stardust throws her head back and laughs, golden hair cascading over her shoulders. Meat? You mean you think we intend to eat Golarionites? Ha! No, the LGOC desires something much more...primal from our new slaves. Come now, remove your disguise. Let me look into my enemies' eyes. Only then will I consider not atomizing your bodies with this Aballonian Death Ray!

The disguised professor steps up, twitches those crazy antennae a bit. "Yes, well. I do apologize for procuring this uniform as a means of gaining audience for this conversation without a lot of fussing about with intermediaries. I will of course return it to where it was found... once there's no longer any threat of falling out the door in mid-fight."


Female Samsaran 5/Oracle | HP: 33/25 | AC 20 Touch 11 FF 15 ) Fort 2 Ref 2 Will 5 | Spells 1st: 7/7 2nd: 4/4

Celes had tried to help before, but this had gone far enough. A bargaining chip is what they needed. She would save the knowledge of wanting men for needs of their own for later. That would be useful. For now all she could do was raise her hand and speak.

"I can heal her, though our safety will come first," she offered, ot was all she had over anyone..or so she surmised.

Silver Crusade

K, this is how the conversation went...
Don't worry about sequence. If you want to carry forward one of these line of RP just post it:)

When she answered Lisa: Then you've been on Golarion all these years? How horrible! Are you one of my deep recon operatives then? Or just a worthless crash victim from the old Triaxian Trading Convoys?

When she answered Professor Q: An audience is what you seek? If you wanted to join the LGOC why didn't you just say so. Basic recruits never report directly to me though. You've got clout thinking you could get an audience with me! I like you. What's your name?

After Victor tried to intimidate her: Areal is one p*ssed off broad now. She sways her shapely hips as she walks up to victor, puts the pad of her index finger seductively under his chin - *imitating Victor's Noir style* Smooth, Jack, real smooth. You know how to make a dame feel wanted don-cha? - then she digs her fingernail in and slices his chin open. Guards, take this one to my quarters and lock him inside! Space marines step forward to sieze Victor as Arael licks the blood off of her finger.

When she answered Celes: I'm not sure I believe you, pretty little thing... Bluff Check VS this: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (12) + 15 = 27

Then she turned to Grey. That only leaves you, short girl. Point out who killed my Robot, and I shall reward you...

Figit remains generally forgotten as her roll indicated

Sczarni

CN Human Bard 1 (Street Performer); AC 14, touch 12, flat-footed 12 (+2 armor, +2 Dex); hp 10/10; Fort +3, Ref +5, Will +3

everyone does still look like a Lashunta, right?


stats:
HP 24 (4 HD) | Archaeologist's Luck 4/6 | AC 18(12) T 12 FF 16(10) | Melee AB +4/+2 | Melee dmg 2d6+5/1d6+2 | Init +2 | F 3 R 6 W 4 | Speed 20(30)
Female Lashunta Aegis (Trailblazer) 2/Bard (archaeologist) 1/Ranger (Skirmisher) 2

I AM a Lashunta.

"Uh, I have vague memories of being sent here to research the planet... When and where did your trading convoy crash?"

Can we convince Arael to join us? Like, ever?


We should still look like aliens
Well, this is a sticky situation, Figit thinks as Victor is about to be grabbed by the guards. Her eyes dart about, trying to find an unattended raygun. If she could get her hands on one of these fearsome weapons, perhaps she could help out more in this desperate situation.
Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 = 19


stats:
HP 24 (4 HD) | Archaeologist's Luck 4/6 | AC 18(12) T 12 FF 16(10) | Melee AB +4/+2 | Melee dmg 2d6+5/1d6+2 | Init +2 | F 3 R 6 W 4 | Speed 20(30)
Female Lashunta Aegis (Trailblazer) 2/Bard (archaeologist) 1/Ranger (Skirmisher) 2

YAY, I managed to not randomly stab anyone with Sandra! FOR NOW, I guess.


Female Human Sorcerer 5 | HP 20/24 | AC:12(16) | T:13 | FF:10 | Touch: 12 | CMD: 15 | Fort:+4 | Ref:+5 | Will:+7 | Init:+2 | Speed: 30)
spells:
1st - 4/7 | 2nd - 1/5 - Elemental Ray - 5/7

Didn't realize I was so far away.

Vanna hears the commotion up on the catwalk. Good thing she wasn't up there. She would have lost it. No one can talk down to her that much. Looks like Victor is being taken away again. Seems to be his talent.

I take a look at the panel I am nearby and the Lashunta that is next to me.

Sczarni

CN Human Bard 1 (Street Performer); AC 14, touch 12, flat-footed 12 (+2 armor, +2 Dex); hp 10/10; Fort +3, Ref +5, Will +3

Figit perception check 19: You see one on the space marine nearest you. DC20 sleight of hand to lift it off her belt. Your roll will be opposed to her perception check to see if she notices...

*whisper* Of course, if it's her belt you'd like to lift, well that will take a charm person spell, har har har.

Silver Crusade

@ Lisa: I knew it. A "Crashy". How the hell am I suppose to know where you landed? Those old Convoys just vanished. Some say they landed on Golarion, others say they dissappeared into a vortex. In any case, I've got a dead officer in the turbolift behind me...why do you think I care about your past??

Stardust can be such a b&tch sometimes!

Sczarni

CN Human Bard 1 (Street Performer); AC 14, touch 12, flat-footed 12 (+2 armor, +2 Dex); hp 10/10; Fort +3, Ref +5, Will +3

Vanna sees a big dial that goes from REVERSE all the way to LUDICROUS speed. It's currently dialed to CRUISIN' HOME speed. The Lashunta sitting at it is looking up at the Catwalk, waiting to see if things turn ugly.


Female Samsaran 5/Oracle | HP: 33/25 | AC 20 Touch 11 FF 15 ) Fort 2 Ref 2 Will 5 | Spells 1st: 7/7 2nd: 4/4

To clarify. One hot girl dead? Or just dying?

Sczarni

CN Human Bard 1 (Street Performer); AC 14, touch 12, flat-footed 12 (+2 armor, +2 Dex); hp 10/10; Fort +3, Ref +5, Will +3

Poor Xenonia was coup de grace. I hate to say it but she's dead. Funny, I actually kinda feel bad in reality. Is that wierd??


Male Human Investigator 4
Arael Stardust wrote:
When she answered Professor Q: An audience is what you seek? If you wanted to join the LGOC why didn't you just say so. Basic recruits never report directly to me though. You've got clout thinking you could get an audience with me! I like you. What's your name?

The professor blinks in surprise. "Oh, well now this is good progress isn't it! I am Professor Addermire, a humble m- member of the scientific community! And while I must say your militaristic attitudes are quite unseeming, I must admit my respect for the fantastic conveyance you seem to have constructed here... and I would indeed quite like a chance to learn more of its operation. Perhaps if you truly have a shortage of labor great enough to seek out slaves so far afield, you could instead work out some form of apprenticeship program? I'd certainly be willing to lend a hand with... well, not any real manual labor, those years are behind me, but perhaps something in a clerical capacity... and I'm sure there's a fair number of others with the proper curiosity about these sort of matters that you could easily meet your quota, and return those you have captured in exchange?"

Thinking quickly, the professor takes a spare vial of disguising extract, focusing on overlaying an extra layer of this current appearance, so as not to suddenly have more to explain at such a delicate moment were the first to suddenly expire. "Sorry, throat's a bit parched."


Figit spots the tempting gun hanging off the stunning dame's belt. Who knows what merry hell she could wreak upon these invaders with this weapon? However, she never really trained for this kind of situation. Why would she need to steal anything when she lived most of her life in a library? However, she did have a silver tongue...Figit leans over to the marine and whispers in a shocked tone, "Sister, your weapon seems to have a malfunction! Quick, let me see if I can fix it before the commander sees it and reprimands you!"
Bluff: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26


Female Samsaran 5/Oracle | HP: 33/25 | AC 20 Touch 11 FF 15 ) Fort 2 Ref 2 Will 5 | Spells 1st: 7/7 2nd: 4/4

i got tricks still!

"Please, my dear, if I may," Celes says in a submissive tone, at least trying to show she doesn't see herself more than capable. She will take a small step forward, trying not to alarm everyone al, at once, her hands motioning to the body on the floor. Showing she intended to go over to her.

IF they allow her to keep walking she will move to Xenonia, kneeling down over her body before calmly stroking her hair. "Hey sweet thing... I was not done with you" she utters loud enough for Arael to hear before letting Pharasma know her intention, her hands glow, and she tries to look into the dead eyes of her fallen 'partner'.

Her hope was to at least support the professor as he negotiated with Arael. Maybe seeing her comrade alive for an instant would help their standing.

Celes will use her revelation Voice of the Grave. DC 15 if she still found Celes and Victor Sexually Attractive, otherwise its 14. If successful, Xenonia should be able to speak for 4 rounds, or 24 seconds before dying again. THEN I will roll that Bluff sans improbable modifier.

Sczarni

CN Human Bard 1 (Street Performer); AC 14, touch 12, flat-footed 12 (+2 armor, +2 Dex); hp 10/10; Fort +3, Ref +5, Will +3

Xenonia Will Save: 1d20 ⇒ 11
Xenonia's life appears to seep back in to her: Wha...? What's going on? The space marines draw back in shock. Stardust whirls around surprised, exposing her back to Professor Q.

@Figit: sense motive: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22 EDITED DUE TO BEGINNER BOX RULES.


stats:
HP 24 (4 HD) | Archaeologist's Luck 4/6 | AC 18(12) T 12 FF 16(10) | Melee AB +4/+2 | Melee dmg 2d6+5/1d6+2 | Init +2 | F 3 R 6 W 4 | Speed 20(30)
Female Lashunta Aegis (Trailblazer) 2/Bard (archaeologist) 1/Ranger (Skirmisher) 2

But Nix, Nat 20's (and Fumbles) don't count for anything in skill rolls. It says so in the Paizo Beginner Box.

Lisa turns around and stares at Xenonia. "Pah! I thought I killed you!"

@Stardust: "What do you mean, a 'crashy'? This is a nice society if you really put stigma on people victim to mechanical malfuntions."

Silver Crusade

Figit grabs the Ray Gun from the space marine...
If functions as a 4th level Wand of Searing Light. Anyone can fire. 50 charges.
...just as...

Quote:
Lisa turns around and stares at Xenonia. "Pah! I thought I killed you!"

Stardust @Lisa: It was YOU? I knew it! Did you kill my Robot too??

I'm not seeing how this ends in anything other than fighting. Ready for a tumble? Or any last tricks up y'alls sleeves?
@Celes: I thought resurrecting the dead girl was a great RP idea.


stats:
HP 24 (4 HD) | Archaeologist's Luck 4/6 | AC 18(12) T 12 FF 16(10) | Melee AB +4/+2 | Melee dmg 2d6+5/1d6+2 | Init +2 | F 3 R 6 W 4 | Speed 20(30)
Female Lashunta Aegis (Trailblazer) 2/Bard (archaeologist) 1/Ranger (Skirmisher) 2

...crap, I really wish Lisa wouldn't do this, but it's just so in-character...

"Oh, I killed HER, but I believe Victor killed your Robot."

sorry guys.


Skill checks aren't affected by the critical die rules. This website, which has almost all of Piazo's material on it, clearly states that the Natural 1 and 20 rules are for attacks: http://www.d20pfsrd.com/basics-ability-scores/glossary#TOC-Natural-1


stats:
HP 24 (4 HD) | Archaeologist's Luck 4/6 | AC 18(12) T 12 FF 16(10) | Melee AB +4/+2 | Melee dmg 2d6+5/1d6+2 | Init +2 | F 3 R 6 W 4 | Speed 20(30)
Female Lashunta Aegis (Trailblazer) 2/Bard (archaeologist) 1/Ranger (Skirmisher) 2

I already said that.


Lashunta Technomancer 1 | SP: 2/4 HP: 8/8 | EAC:13 KAC:14 | Resolve: 4

Why is everyone so chatty, no way this is going to work, but a last attempt to cause chaos
Compelling Voice at one of the marines (will save DC16) "Arael is not in her right mind and no longer fit for command, confine her to quarters."


Male Human Rogue/2 | AC 15, T 9, FF 15 |HP: 18/10 | F +, R +, W + | Init , P | CMD

When Lisa claims I killed the robot

What?


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Female Human Sorcerer 5 | HP 20/24 | AC:12(16) | T:13 | FF:10 | Touch: 12 | CMD: 15 | Fort:+4 | Ref:+5 | Will:+7 | Init:+2 | Speed: 30)
spells:
1st - 4/7 | 2nd - 1/5 - Elemental Ray - 5/7

It's at this time that Vanna decides it's time to speed things up. She grabs and turn the dial to ludicrous fast. In hopes that there is a funky physics in this space ship, making everyone reel from the speed increase. Vanna walks to the center of the room. Standing there quite dramatic she points at the group.

"Don't give Victor the credit for killing that robot. You want the culprit, here she is."

Sczarni

CN Human Bard 1 (Street Performer); AC 14, touch 12, flat-footed 12 (+2 armor, +2 Dex); hp 10/10; Fort +3, Ref +5, Will +3

PCs:
init; Grey: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
init; Scientist Lisa: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
init; Vanna: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16
init; Celes: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18
init; Professor Quinto: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21
init; Figit: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9
init; Victor: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (16) - 1 = 15
init; Elai's: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Avg: 11.5

Vixens:
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11
Avg: 13.2

Space Marines:
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21
Avg: 15.5

Arael:
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16
Avg: 16

Init Order: Arael, Space-Marines, Vixens, Players


stats:
HP 24 (4 HD) | Archaeologist's Luck 4/6 | AC 18(12) T 12 FF 16(10) | Melee AB +4/+2 | Melee dmg 2d6+5/1d6+2 | Init +2 | F 3 R 6 W 4 | Speed 20(30)
Female Lashunta Aegis (Trailblazer) 2/Bard (archaeologist) 1/Ranger (Skirmisher) 2

...well, !@#$.

Sczarni

CN Human Bard 1 (Street Performer); AC 14, touch 12, flat-footed 12 (+2 armor, +2 Dex); hp 10/10; Fort +3, Ref +5, Will +3
Elai wrote:
Compelling Voice at one of the marines (will save DC16) "Arael is not in her right mind and no longer fit for command, confine her to quarters."

1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Space-Marine: Commander Stardust, please be reasonable. Come with me.

Silver Crusade

What? Weak Minded traitor!
Ray gun at Space Marine: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (6) + 12 = 18
2d8 ⇒ (2, 8) = 10

The space marine evaporates!

Silver Crusade

Lisa wrote:
"Oh, I killed HER, but I believe Victor killed your Robot."

Arael: I knew it, you stupid b&tches! Die!

But before Arael can pull the trigger...the engines spool up and we are at Ludecrous Speed.
Acrobatics checks all around, DC12. Failure means you start out the combat prone. After your rolls and witty comments, Arael will go first.

Bad guy acrobatics checks:
Vixens:
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7 PRONE
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

Space Marines:
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17 EVAPORATED
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7 PRONE

Arael:
1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24


stats:
HP 24 (4 HD) | Archaeologist's Luck 4/6 | AC 18(12) T 12 FF 16(10) | Melee AB +4/+2 | Melee dmg 2d6+5/1d6+2 | Init +2 | F 3 R 6 W 4 | Speed 20(30)
Female Lashunta Aegis (Trailblazer) 2/Bard (archaeologist) 1/Ranger (Skirmisher) 2

acrobatics check: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11

...well !@#$. Again.

EDIT: Oh wait, I passed! My armor is masterwork quality AND I have a customization reducing Armor Check Penalty, so the penalty is only -3. So my check comes out to 12!


Male Human Rogue/2 | AC 15, T 9, FF 15 |HP: 18/10 | F +, R +, W + | Init , P | CMD

Acrobatics, untrained: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (14) - 1 = 13

Well I'll be go to heck. Didn't see that coming.


stats:
HP 24 (4 HD) | Archaeologist's Luck 4/6 | AC 18(12) T 12 FF 16(10) | Melee AB +4/+2 | Melee dmg 2d6+5/1d6+2 | Init +2 | F 3 R 6 W 4 | Speed 20(30)
Female Lashunta Aegis (Trailblazer) 2/Bard (archaeologist) 1/Ranger (Skirmisher) 2

what happens if Figit evaporates Arael?


Female Human Sorcerer 5 | HP 20/24 | AC:12(16) | T:13 | FF:10 | Touch: 12 | CMD: 15 | Fort:+4 | Ref:+5 | Will:+7 | Init:+2 | Speed: 30)
spells:
1st - 4/7 | 2nd - 1/5 - Elemental Ray - 5/7

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3 Well I'm on my ass.

Sczarni

CN Human Bard 1 (Street Performer); AC 14, touch 12, flat-footed 12 (+2 armor, +2 Dex); hp 10/10; Fort +3, Ref +5, Will +3
Lisa wrote:
what happens if Figit evaporates Arael?

Then I guess the campaign is over, lol!


stats:
HP 24 (4 HD) | Archaeologist's Luck 4/6 | AC 18(12) T 12 FF 16(10) | Melee AB +4/+2 | Melee dmg 2d6+5/1d6+2 | Init +2 | F 3 R 6 W 4 | Speed 20(30)
Female Lashunta Aegis (Trailblazer) 2/Bard (archaeologist) 1/Ranger (Skirmisher) 2

Aww, really? I was sure the LGOC wouldn't be so shortsighted as to send their leader on a random harvesting mission.


Male Human Investigator 4

Acrobatics: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (11) - 1 = 10
You know, I was going to flip that with Inspiration, but it's not like I have anything better to do with my move than stand up.

The professor stumbles around with the sudden lurch, not quite ready to resort to violence just yet, but taking the time to ponder where Arael might be most vulnerable should hands be forced.

Standing, studied combat, that's it from me.

Sczarni

CN Human Bard 1 (Street Performer); AC 14, touch 12, flat-footed 12 (+2 armor, +2 Dex); hp 10/10; Fort +3, Ref +5, Will +3

lol, you guys are funny. I'm actually really enjoying this game.


Male Human Rogue/2 | AC 15, T 9, FF 15 |HP: 18/10 | F +, R +, W + | Init , P | CMD

I'm just gonna take a moment here to pause on the decissions I've made with my life, and wait to see if I survive "vaproization" and then take my turn, 'Kay?


Acrobatics: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
Figit stumbles a bit as the ship changes speed before she regains her footing. She sees the malice in the commander's eyes, hears the hatred in her voice, and tastes the tension in the air. After watching one of the commander's subordinates get vaporized with the same type of weapon she now wields, Figit will line up the sights and press the trigger of the gun. May this madness end!
Gun attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 242d8 ⇒ (8, 1) = 9

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