Mordin Gimhargruest |
"Wha-? Weak minded ysoki must've fallen prey to her magic," Mordin grumbles as Vikrahn abandons them.
GM Aerondor |
Waiola waits for a moment, biding his time. The technican steps back from I5.
The technican steps back, drawing a pistol and firing an unexpected burst into I5 at close range.
Status, bold may post
Mordin
Revvy
I5 4 damage.
Pangea - readied in main room.
Waiola (may act twice)
Vikrahn
Technician. 6 damage
bluff for trick attack: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (10) + 18 = 28
attack vs E: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25
damage: 1d6 + 2 + 1d8 ⇒ (1) + 2 + (1) = 4
Revvy |
"I'm sure we can resolve this ..one way or another"
Revvy tries once more to use his mind magic to get the woman to calm down while drawing a knife
Casting daze DC 14 will save on her again, while getting ready to try to provide flanking somewhere in the future
GM Aerondor |
You are up near the room Wailoa, you can get an attack in if you want. Can someone post for I5 too
Mordin Gimhargruest |
"Get her!" Mordin shouts. He concentrates again and summons another sphere of blinking light.
Standard: Wisp Ally, 1 round, harrying fire
GM Aerondor |
Mordin and I5 combine their efforts, and I5's longsword slams into the woman.
Status, bold may post
Pangea - readied in main room.
Vikrahn - readied in main room.
Waiola (may act twice)
Technician. 18 damage
Mordin
Revvy
I5 4 damage.
Pangea-Zeta |
Seeing that no one should be coming through the window to attack Luwazi Elsebo, Pangea starts rushing over to join the fray.
Waiola, Son of Wyman, Grandson |
Waiola moves over to the Technician and swing his Doskho hard and fast.
Doshko: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18
Damage: 1d12 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16
And again...
Doshko: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20
Damage: 1d12 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
Thankfully, in his excited state to actually be doing something that he is good is, he thinks that he scored a couple of good and hard hits...
GM Aerondor |
And with two mighty and well timed strikes, Waiola cuts the woman down.
With the situation dealt with, the team lets Luwazi know. She gestures for Zo! to leave the stage as she climbs aboard it.
“I had planned for this evening’s announcement to be an exciting one, but I’ll admit this is not quite what I had in mind,” the First Seeker begins, her smile wry but determined. “Now I find my resolve only further galvanized."
“As many of you know, the First Seeker has the privilege and the responsibility for choosing the direction of the Starfinder Society’s research efforts. I have refrained from setting such a direction while we regroup and rebuild—an undertaking which all of you here have made possible. Also, the fact that Guidance has not yet chosen to formalize my election is another matter, but not one the Society can risk dwelling on. Now that the Society is again in a position to reach for the stars, I am pleased to formally announce the focus of our efforts during my tenure."
"Thanks to the tireless research of my associate Royo, we have identified a lead on understanding the Scoured Stars incident. And so, the Starfinder Society will continue researching the Scoured Stars, in the hopes of reuniting with our lost colleagues and better understanding this phenomenon.”
The First Seeker meets your eyes in the crowd, adding, “And I already have highly qualified agents in mind to undertake the first mission!”
There is a moment of surprised quiet over the room, and then the guests, starting with Ykris, begin to applaud in force. Iteration-177 regards the elected First Seeker with an indiscernible expression, slowly joining in on the applause. Royo nods enthusiastically, taking in some of the fanfare for his role in the announcement.
Naiaj frantically appends work orders, noticeably perturbed by some news she has just received. Zo! actively backs away from the assembled group, still enthusiastically clapping but also making desperate calls to acquire televised rights to all Scoured Stars related endeavors.
Well done everyone. I'll try to get your chronicles cut tonight.
Mordin Gimhargruest |
Mordin nods at the vesk appreciatively. He moves over to inspect the assassin's belongings, looking for clues to her motivation and her employer.
When Luwazi speaks of highly qualified agents, he looks over at the AV window. "Do you think she means us?" he asks with a chuckle.
Pangea-Zeta |
Pangea tosses an incendiary grenade in the air to celebrate... no, the android only claps!