Baedjrak snaps off another shot at the ape he wounded previously, utilizing his technical skills to discharge a distracting flash that will hopefully catch the creature offguard.
Baedjrak snaps off another shot at the ape he wounded previously, utilizing his technical skills to discharge a distracting flash that will hopefully catch the creature offguard.
As Elthaeron stepped back so he could fire his rifle the little ape bit his finger! Elthaeron dropped down to one knee. He put the rifle's buttstock in the pocket of his shoulder. His cheek touched right behind the charging handle. He looked down the site and lined up his shot. He breathed out, and once his lungs were empty, he squeezed on the trigger until he heard and felt the *click*. Slowly he let his finger release from the trigger.
In a gun fight like this it was all too easy to panic, but sometimes all that was needed was a cool head to end it.
Trosvod spits out the stub of his latest cigar, flexes his knuckles, and grins.
[b]"My turn!"[b] , he yells as he punches killing the last simian.
Trosvod kicks the monkey away from him - into a tree.
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From Arika's vantage point they have a good view of the cemetery. The colony’s cemetery is not large, consisting of only a few headstones and a heavy wrought-iron fence in a clearing hacked out of the forest. A stone plinth near the center of the area is carved with a list of names. A gravel trail near the cemetery is covered with fallen leaves, and a thick mist surrounds the graves. Currently a patrol of three soldiers move through the graveyard.
Arika realises now they are out of the trees that they won't be able to see further than the graveyard due to the mist without repositioning.
This mechanic’s workshop consists of three interconnected, prefabricated modules, each the size of a shipping container. The central module is open on one side and appears to be a repair bay, although the tool chests, spools of wire, and broken equipment stacked haphazardly around the area imply that the repairs are slow going at best. Storage crates, broken furniture, and scrapped engines litter the yard around the junk shop. A short metal fence surrounds the yard, separating the chaos within from the orderly paths and shrubs of the surrounding colonists’ modules.
When Jellik shows up with you, Aibretta motions you inside without a word. She guides into the the large living room of her personal module, clearing away a few busted datapads to make room on chairs and couches for them. Her only response to Jellik’s presence is a heavy sigh, and she points him to the kitchen to get snacks and drinks for the unexpected guests. "So you're not with them and you're not from here, who are you and why are you here?" Aiberetta is a human female with pale skin covered in smudges of grease, her brunette hair is tied up in a bun with a few stray strands dangling loose from it.
Trosvod grins, and lights up another cigar.
"Howdy! I'm Trosvod, Starfinder! We're here to drop off supplies. But Jellik told us of your Azlanti guests. So who's game for kicking their asses?"
Elthaeron stood back to let the Vesk do the talking. He was the most amusing Diplomat the elf had ever seen.
Baedjrak chuckles at Tros' directness. "My companion speaks plainly and truly. My name is Baedjrak, and we are travelers on a simple delivery run, and we're hoping to get the chance to see an old friend. When we came out of jump, we were attacked by two drones. As such, we've proceeded cautiously since making it PlanetSide. That's how we met your ex."
“The Azlanti don’t know it, but a few of us have been coordinating a resistance to their occupation. I’ve been in charge of that. We don’t have all the pieces we need yet, but with you on our side, perhaps we do."
“The first step is to weaken the Azlanti. A few targeted strikes around town can reduce their numbers, weaken their defenses, or both. In between, you’re welcome to hide out here. After that, a direct attack on the garrison can flush the Azlanti out and free our prisoners. We’re not equipped for that, but it looks like you might be. The rest of us will round up any survivors, disarm them, and take back our settlement.”
The patrol is equipped identically to those you have seen before. A form of basic heavy armour and rifles, both the same pattern seen before. This one is currently heady clockwise. Two are female, one is male. All appear to be human.
"Hit and run? Yeah, that works for me. Folks?"
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They are wearing helmets but they there is no faceplate currently up. After having seen the previous ones after combat Arika knows that they have one for vacuums or noxius hazards but it seems they are not extended. Perhaps with the high number of humans in the colony they are keeping them open so as not to be caught by a ruse.
As the patrol begins to move out of the graveyard one of them points right at Arika's position! The jig is up. The patrol is currently one hundred foot from Arika.
She begins to detail targets she has identfied.
Storehouse Ruse: The Azlanti recently sent a cadet to the settlement’s storehouse, and Aibretta fears that the colonists’ goodhearted supply clerk, Rendell Tace, might have attempted some ill-advised heroics.
Hobgar Liberation: The colonists have been consistently plagued by hobgars (those blue apes), but they keep the creatures contained in a trap at the top of a tall pole near the center of town. If you can open this trap, the hobgars are sure to cause trouble at the closest buildings, including the Azlanti garrison.
Cemetery Showdown: A group of three cadets patrol the settlement,
bullying colonists. Aibretta suggests eliminating this patrol. Their route takes them near the settlement’s small cemetery, which provides ample places to hide.
Moisture Collector: The settlers don’t have a well, since they’re able to draw water from the fog directly with a moisture collector at the east end of the settlement. The Azlanti are rationing water to keep the colonists in line, and liberating the moisture collector will boost morale. Aibretta informs you that she has recently heard rumors of strange occurrences at the moisture collector.
In the Administrator’s House: Although Aibretta doesn’t know much about the technomagical relic Cedona described to her, she suspects Madelon has more information. Although Madelon is imprisoned, he may have hidden some notes or other valuable information in his private residence. Aibretta has the passcode to the personal entrance to Madelon’s module, and she asks you to look around there.
Assault on the Garrison: The most critical task, of course, is to assault the garrison holding the Azlanti troops. However, Aibretta strongly recommends you engage in some or all of the other missions first, to weaken the Azlanti presence and gain the colonists’ support.
"Let's shank that cadet first! Azlanti will think they've done something stupid."
Arika raises her rifle and fires at the one that spotted her.
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She then moves and breaks line of sight before hiding again.
Arika hits and injures one of the patrol members. All three move to cover and try to track where Arika has moved to. They continue scanning for the gnome.
DC 15 Perception
Arika shoots then moves and hides again.
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”Halt...did you hear that? A rifle..”
Baedjrak listens to the options before them. "I don't think it would be good if one of your folk stirs up trouble just before we get the drop on the Azlanti, so I agree, the Storehouse may be the place to start."
At Elthaeron's suggestion, Baedjrak turns his attention to outside.
"A gunshot, are you sure?"
Two of the guards return fire, some of the tree Arika is hiding behind sending splinters flying as it's hit
As you strain your hearing you hear dull and muffled weapons fire.
"Someone's started the party without us! Arika!" , Trosvod says indignantly. "Let's move!"
Arika continues attacking and hiding.
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The guards continue looking for Arika but seem to have lost track for now.
"Fine!"
Trosvod begins to jog in the direction of the shooting.
The guards don't break cover and keep scanning for Arika.
Fog limits your view as you move quietly through the fog. The weapons fire continues before going silent.
Trosvod continues stubbornly.
Elthaeron followed the vesk into the fog, keeping his head down due to the sound of gunfire
One of the guards spots Arika and snaps off a shot which is off target by several foot.
Again, Arika shoots and then hides.
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Two guards shoot at Arika and one hits. While they cheer themselves the other Starfinders approach the graveyard. The guards seem to be looking northwest and discharging their firearms while taking cover amongst the gravestones. You can barely make them out let alone what they are firing it. They are sixty foot away and have cover... for now they haven't noticed your approach but stealth will be needed to maintain this.
Arika
Trosvod
Elthaeron
Baedjrak
Guards
Trosvod plans to be very sneaky, to get up nice and close to the guards and blast them into mush with his dirge cannon.
He makes it about thirty feet before accidentally kicking a tombstone over.
Having followed carefully behind his warrior companions, once they reach the cover of the graveyard, Baedjrak swings out to their flank, where his diminutive stature and natural stealth will benefit him in bringing his arms to bear from a different direction. As he moves carefully into range, he keeps his pistol in hand, but tucked down low.
Arika continues to shoot then move and hide.
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Well, stealth was no longer an option! Elthaeron rushed into position and fired off a shot.
Arika continues to shoot then move and hide. The shot hits home injuring the guardsman while they try to track Arika.
Trosvod plans to be very sneaky, to get up nice and close to the guards and blast them into mush with his dirge cannon.
He makes it about thirty feet before accidentally kicking a tombstone over.
Well, stealth was no longer an option! Elthaeron rushed into position and fired off a shot finishing off a previously injured guard leaving only two to threaten the group.
Having followed carefully behind his warrior companions, once they reach the cover of the graveyard, Baedjrak swings out to their flank, where his diminutive stature and natural stealth will benefit him in bringing his arms to bear from a different direction. As he moves carefully into range, he keeps his pistol in hand, but tucked down low.
The two remaining guards return fire. One spotting and almost hitting Arika. The other snaps off a solid shot at Elthaeron.
Arika
Trosvod
Elthaeron
Baedjrak
Guards
Trosvod breaks into a swift jog to the fence, the array on his shoulder humming.
He aims towards the duo of soon-to-be-fragged guards amd away from Arika.
Special: antibiological, blast, unwieldy
And deafens on a critical.
It's bee working so far, so Arika sees no reason to change up her tactics.
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Elthaeron barely had time to register his success when the return fire nearly hit him. On instinct he snapped off a return shot, when he really should have run for cover.
Staying low and slow, Baedjrak makes his way up to the fence, drawing a line of fire on one of the guards. With a mental command as he moves triggered through his datajack, he causes a series of flashing lights to appear momentarily, drawing the guard's attention.
It's bee working so far, so Arika sees no reason to change up her tactics.
Trosvod breaks into a swift jog to the fence, the array on his shoulder humming.
He aims towards the duo of soon-to-be-fragged guards and away from Arika.
Elthaeron barely had time to register his success when the return fire nearly hit him. On instinct he snapped off a return shot, when he really should have run for cover.
Staying low and slow, Baedjrak makes his way up to the fence, drawing a line of fire on one of the guards. With a mental command as he moves triggered through his datajack, he causes a series of flashing lights to appear momentarily, drawing the guard's attention.
A single guard remains and returns fire as his comrades lie dead around him. A bullet bounces off the fence.
Arika
Trosvod
Elthaeron
Baedjrak
Guards
"Woooo!", Trosvod yells as he keeps firing.
Special: antibiological, blast, unwieldy
And deafens on a critical.
Not bothering to snipe now that her allies are there, Arika instead just fires.
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