Shelldrake starts working on the door, but is almost immediately halted by an electric discharge. She manages to open the door though, and disable the live wire that was causing the malfunction.
Four pillars, each covered in glowing circuitry, break up the floor of this chamber. Though slightly out of date by modern Pact Worlds standards, the four power generators in between the pillars nevertheless hum with energy. The room is illuminated from below, and doors lead east and west.
| sp 54 | hp 46| rp 9 | EAC 21 KAC 24 | fort +7 ref +8, will +5 | init +7 | Perc 9 (LL/DV)/ Android cyberborn Soldier
Ref 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
Zap!
The smoking android looks unsurprised "That is exactly what I was trying to avoid, there's obviously a problem with their power supply and its creating surges, think we keep clear of any interaction with electronics"
Male Lashunta Envoy/Mystic SP 17/24 HP 28/28 | RP 5/5 | EAC 12; KAC 13 | Fort +1; Ref +3; Will +5 | Init: +1 | Perc: +8
"That looked nasty. Do you want to take a break and get some wind back into you..do androids need to catch their breath? Or do you recharge batteries or something?"
Savot continues to mumble something to himself as he debates if androids dream and have a need to sleep
He does keep his focus on the just unlocked door, just in case something nasty decides to come out from the other side.
| sp 54 | hp 46| rp 9 | EAC 21 KAC 24 | fort +7 ref +8, will +5 | init +7 | Perc 9 (LL/DV)/ Android cyberborn Soldier
Savoy wrote:
"That looked nasty. Do you want to take a break and get some wind back into you..do androids need to catch their breath? Or do you recharge batteries or something?"
"We don't catch our breath like humans do, but it does take a while for our systems to reset. Takes about the same time"
***
Shelldrake is a bit over the dodgy electronics of this place and decides to turn these robots into scrap metal.
Gunnz tries another trick, but hits the ceiling. The artillery shell manages to hit the chest of the nearest robot, and send part flying, leaving little of function behind.
Savoy barely misses the next construct, and it's Savoy that first damages the thing.
The last robot takes an eyeshot at Gunnz
Eye:1d20 + 9 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 9 - 2 = 261d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
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Savoy
Gunnz
Shelldrake <-- Can one of you bot?
Sirion
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Robot
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Gunnz manages to catch the robot completely offguard, and the huge hole she blows into the armored cover is also exploited by Sirion and Shelldrake. Together, they leave the robot as a smoldering mess.
Combat over!
The console on the northern generator ashes red, displaying a malfunction in one of its coils.
Male Lashunta Envoy/Mystic SP 17/24 HP 28/28 | RP 5/5 | EAC 12; KAC 13 | Fort +1; Ref +3; Will +5 | Init: +1 | Perc: +8
I think it's just me and Gunnz now as the others are away for a few days..so I'll just npc the others in
Savoy and Sirion both have no idea how this electric stuff works but Shelldrake take the offered tool and discards it for what is actually needed for the job and applies itself
Take 20 for a 25 if it's allowed. Shelldrake also has profession electrician if that would matter
Yes, we are almost done, only one more bit to explore
Savoy spends a few moments on the console, and manages to reset the power core, which should be sufficient to stabilize the power fluctuations in the city.
The next room is a few degrees warmer than the previous chambers. Racks of computers line the walls, with tiny lights blinking and hard drives audibly whirring. A single terminal stands opposite the only door to the west, an input prompt flashing serenely.
The language on the console can be understood, thanks to the language spell, but the interface is still quite confusing.
Male Lashunta Envoy/Mystic SP 17/24 HP 28/28 | RP 5/5 | EAC 12; KAC 13 | Fort +1; Ref +3; Will +5 | Init: +1 | Perc: +8
"Or 12345"
It seems neither Shelldrake nor Sirion has computers trained and it can't be used untrained. I don't know if we can take 20 on this but Savoy will just try everything he knows about computers and takes 20 for a 25+2 for the aid = 27
Human Female Operative (ace pilot)-10 (Spaceship speed +1 from sky jockey); init +10; SP 84/110; HP 84/84; Res 12/12; Reroll 0/1; Cloak 10/10; mk 1 healing serum 1 KAC29 ; EAC 28; (2d6 electrostatic field); DR 5/-; fire&cold/5; elect/10; Fort 8; Ref 13; Will 9; Perc +16; SM +16; Stealth +23 :T10=34 for trick shot)
If nobody else has computers trained, Gunnz will have a go at it primary rather than aiding. You can't normally take 20 on this type of computer check as there are often lock-outs which hit after a certain number of failures.
Savoy manages to hack the mainframe and obtains access to all data within. With that trove of information, it is possible to piece together the shocking history of the Ghibrani race.
Ghibrani backstory:
Just over 300 years ago on a planet in the Vast, a race of insectile humanoids called ghibranis engaged in a brief but deadly nuclear war between several of its now- forgotten nation states. Prior to their cataclysmic conflict, ghibranis paid their respects to an aspect of Damoritosh—a god of war most commonly worshipped by the vesk in modern times. This worship shaped the race into a strong coalition of militarized states, with religious servants of Damoritosh in key advisory positions. The war that destroyed most of the ghibrani race occurred only decades after the Gap, as the addled state of the world’s leaders in the Gap’s aftermath only exacerbating existing tensions.
A small percentage of ghibranis survived the devastation. A powerful force field spared the metropolis of Arkeost the brunt of the nuclear war, but subsequent radiation carried by shifting wind currents wracked the city. Many died, but a sizable population endured. The ghibrani leaders knew the city didn’t have sufficient resources to support all the survivors, so after much discussion, they purposefully engineered several additional minor disasters to trouble the populace. The leaders then seeded rumors that an angry Damoritosh was responsible for this “divine” punishment and devised the creation of a false deity—Mother Touloo—who promised salvation to those ghibranis who gave up the comforts of civilization. Agents planted within the populace spread this false religion, leading a sizeable contingent of ghibranis into the wastelands. Meanwhile, the leaders of Arkeost and their closest family and friends remained behind.
Over the following centuries, very little contact occurred between the ghibranis who chose to live in the wastes and those who stayed in Arkeost, though both remained acutely aware of each other’s presences. The passing years, as well as healthy doses of lingering radiation, caused a physical division to occur between the two factions. The ghibranis in the badlands lost the use of their wings and developed hardier exoskeletons; they became known as “husks.” Those who lived within the surviving city kept their wings, but became thinner and more fragile; they are known to the husks as “membranes.”
The question now is: what to do with this information?
I'll need an answer on that, which is also the last action in this adventure. I'll start preparing chronicles and report the thin. Have a nice christmas holiday everybody!
Human Female Operative (ace pilot)-10 (Spaceship speed +1 from sky jockey); init +10; SP 84/110; HP 84/84; Res 12/12; Reroll 0/1; Cloak 10/10; mk 1 healing serum 1 KAC29 ; EAC 28; (2d6 electrostatic field); DR 5/-; fire&cold/5; elect/10; Fort 8; Ref 13; Will 9; Perc +16; SM +16; Stealth +23 :T10=34 for trick shot)
Thanks for the game Kludde! I enjoyed this scenario, even if the food was bad!
"They seem peaceful enough and happy with their respective lives" notes Gunnz.
"I'm all for leaving this to the wiser minds of the Starfinder society to sort out. The people who did the division lied to both sides, and they are long dead. I can see no point in possibly starting a war between the two tribes now."
Male Lashunta Envoy/Mystic SP 17/24 HP 28/28 | RP 5/5 | EAC 12; KAC 13 | Fort +1; Ref +3; Will +5 | Init: +1 | Perc: +8
"I don't see why we would tell anyone who lives here about this..you are right, it might start a war. Let's report back to the Society. If anyone higher up feels like the people here should know about their background they can send a new team to further work on our contact with this planet"
Thanks for running GM, and merry holidays everyone"
