GM-BD’s ΘF DISTΔNT STΔRS & DEΔD SUNS - Δ STΔRFINDER ΔDVENTURE PΔTH (Inactive)

Game Master Black Dow

Ed sends his observation to his three closest companions. It's over there. At the forward end of the room behind the far pod, he informs them nervously as he grips his arc gun tighter.

Startoad twitches hearing this before his eyes go wide and he grabs his bag pulling out two shock grenades, handing one to Ed he smiles wide showing his chaotic and sharp teeth. “Boom”

Ed accepts the grenade nodding at the goblin in appreciation. very much boom.

Paeon backs off as a grenade is handed to Ed...

'try to not boom the ship too'

Paeon will head in after grenades are thrown :)

Startoad tried to look where the baby death creature is and looks to Ed to make sure they throw them together. Then he launches it near the pod that was pointed out.

1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 141d8 ⇒ 7

Ed is a little clumsy with the grenade, but luck is with him.
1d20 - 3 ⇒ (19) - 3 = 16
electric: 1d8 ⇒ 2

Both grenades land plumb where Ed's antennae sense pinpoints they should have.

The electric blast elicits a gurgling scream from the creature that you identify as a skinny, scaled down version of the Garaggakal faced on Drift Rock.

It's rubbery skin, sparking in electricity, looks more translucent than the brutish hunter you encountered. As the shock fades, the lanky creature jerks involuntarily towards your assembled group with a hungry hiss...

Paeon, your up - creature is effectively flat-footed and badly wounded. Have at it everyone...

STATUS
GURGLEKILL JR: 13 DAMAGE; FLATFOOTED

A little confused. You said "Paeon, your up."But then said "Have at it everyone..." Is everyone up?

Queue sad music...

Paeon lurches forward after the blasts attempting to strike home with his solar blade,

Slash: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

The lingering electricity seems to have disoriented the Lashunta...

:'(

A little confused. You said "Paeon, your up."But then said "Have at it everyone..." Is everyone up?

Apolgies for the confusion. I wrote Paeon you're up when I was contemplating a initiative order, then figured I'd let you all get a shot in so opened season on the poor defenceless baby Gurgly. Forgot to change the initial thinking (that's what I get for doing stuff between starting and finishing a post! Soz for any confusion.

"Kill it with fire!" MA: Get 'em: +1 to hit

Nipper takes a bead on the creature and squeezes off a shot:

Pew: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 3 + 1 = 17 Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 2

Standing his ground and using a full round to cast his recently recalled spell Noah blasts the creature with 3 magic missiles.

Magic Missiles: 3d4 + 3 ⇒ (3, 3, 4) + 3 = 13

Paeon slices at the newborn, but in the flickering emergency lighting his solar blade finds only shadow.

Nipper has better luck, his keen eyes allowing him to nick the creature with a laser shot.

It's reactant bubbling hiss suddenly cut short as Noah's trio of arcane bullets slam home causing the lanky Gurglekill to pop like a boil that decorates the corner of the bay in sickly yellow ichor!

COMBAT OVER.

As Paeon stands sprayed in Gurgleguts a deathly quiet decends upon the ship... before D.A.W.N.s soft voice hails you all over comms:

<INFANT LIFE-SUCKING-SPACE-WRAITH HAS BEEN NEUTRALISED. NO LIFE SIGNS DETECTED. WELL DONE CREW. AWAITING ORDERS CAPTAIN SKZZRRR'ED'KL...>

WELCOME TO 3rd LEVEL :)

Ed takes another plug of tobacco leaves to calm his nerves and heads for the captains chair. Take us back to Absalom Station, ship.

As Captain Ed issues his orders Clara cocks a eyebrow, and pipes up;

"If we go back to Absalom, turning me over to the authorities nor your Starfinders is a no-go. I'll give you intel and solid proof of Astral Extractions involvement. You set me free. That was the deal.. Right?"

Startoad goes over and pokes at the goop while listening, he takes a sniff before looking around and tasting it. Grimacing he spits it out then shouts “I no like extractions! They’re mean!”

There was that minor part about you never acting against us again too. I am sure you can see why we need to insist on that.

Paeon flops down as the goop covers him. He turns to his crew mates having the conversation with Clara,

'A deals a deal, record what you have to say, provide us with the proof and I will make sure you are free. You looking for work? I know a guy that might just have need for your skill set... ever heard of King Kurney?'

Inferring about dropping her off at Kurney's for safekeeping / future contact.

'Cap'n Ed, does this ship have record of its owners? Is there a way to uhhh, change it so we are the owners.. you know.. star-port authority and what not.''

At Noah's interjection, the assassin smiles wryly;

"Huh. Knew i'd forgotten something. So glad you reminded me Noah.Two. No grudges nor retribution will be carried."

When Paeon speaks Clara eyes the big solution intensely;

"I'm impressed Tel'domah. Didn't think the likes of you lot would know King Kurney, let alone name drop him. I'm all for more work... but to be honest might head for the edge of Pact Space or beyond in Near Space..."

She leans back, shaking her head wistfully;

"Listen my brave Starfinders. Once this blows up, I'll have the death mark in 12 systems. AE won't let that slide, so I'll ply my trade beyond their reach for as long as I can. As the cygob says they are indeed mean. So just drop me at AB-STAT and I'll snag a frontier ticket it from there."

The sniper produces a simple digi-key from her pocket and hands it to Paeon;

"Bay 94. Locker Number: Sigma 111 Echo. Inside it is my insurance against AE. Now your evidence."

Ed starts at Paeon's question. The Shirren has put the ship on autopilot and after a long stressful day is nodding off and staining the captains chair with dribbled tobacco juice. Huh? Well. hasn't it been missing for 75 years? Finders-keepers. Right, ship? What's the procedure for registering a salvaged ship?

I believe we in effect have a deed to the ship. It was gifted to us by the previous owner and we have proof of that.

The dulcet tones of D.A.W.N. responds to Noah's statement;

<DESIGNATE NOAH 2.0 IS CORRECT. MY DATABANKS SHOW THE LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF PAST CAPTAIN NASH. THIS TRANSFER WILL REQUIRE TO BE REGISTERED WITH PACT WORLD AUTHORITIES.>

Startoad looking around and having listened briefly to the conversation looks at the longshanks around him. "What we do now? After we back to Abb-so-lom and look at her locker?"

Ed ponders. Did Chiskisk say there is a Magellan Star restaurant on Absalom Station? I would like a big saucy noodle dish and maybe a double order of kep-mok. I wonder if fancy places have kep-mok.

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In the aftermath of all you’ve been through, the quiet thrum of the Sunrise Maiden’s engines engaging affords you all a moment of peaceful reflection.

As you clear Drift Rock, and the hulk of the Acreon, the serene voice of the Maiden’s A.I . addresses you all over the ship's comms;

<ATTENTION CAPTAIN SKZZRRR'ED'KL AND ALL CREW OF SUNRISE MAIDEN. SENSORS INDICATE UNIDENTIFIED VESSEL DISENGAGING FROM COMMERCIAL TUG ACREON. IT IS HAILING US ON COMMS CHANNEL DELTA-2-2-7.>

Welcome to Part 2 :) You're not in combat, but would be good if you can confirm whose manning which station on the Maiden. Campaign tab has breakdown of starship roles old and new and associated actions. Just gives me an idea whose doing what from a flavour point of view (at present)

PAEON IS happy to be Ed's First Mate if he will promote him ;] .. i think that acrobatics is high for Paeon so the role fits best next to being pilot. Otherwise will man a gun?

After a short rest Paeon has been mulling about the cargo bay,

I know this is a lost ship but they must have had some cargo. Paeon is lookin for anything that may be of value to our crew?

As the comms come through the lashunta groans and begins making his way to the bridge,

'what now....'

Cool new roles. - Magic officer is based on mysticism, which puts Noah out of the running there.

He is likely a good science officer, or engineer or gunner. His relevant stats are:

COMPUTERS +13
ENGINEERING +10
LIFE SCIENCE +10▸ 2 Rank; +4 INT; +3 Class +1 Theme
BAB +2, Dex +3 - this is for gunnery I think?

I'll move the Starship role musings to the OOC

Loot?: 1d100 ⇒ 45
Loot?: 1d100 ⇒ 14
Loot?: 1d100 ⇒ 37

Please don't be an Eoxian, Ed unintentionally transmits to his nearby companions. Er, thank you, ship. Connect.

Boards ate my long post... Grrr.

As D.A.W.N. alerts everyone to the presence of another vessel, Paeon conducts a stock inventory of Maiden's cargo holds.

His search yields the payload onboard as:

- 1 Crates of Cybernetic Prosthetic Limbs (total of 9 assorted arms and legs). The crate is unopened and labelled PROPERTY OF THE SUSKILLON DEFENCE FORCE.

- 3 Cases of long-life "NOODLE DOODLE DANDY" snack bars of assorted flavours, which bear the SnAkitonian Inc manufacturers logo.

- 2 Boxes containing cut wood marked as SENTINEL TREE LUMBER.

A successful DC15 Culture (or other relevant skill) check will reveal more insight about the eclectic cargo items.

When Ed agrees the hear the transmission from the identified vessel, the Maiden's AI complies;

<OF COURSE CAPTAIN SKZZRRR'ED'KL. OPENING CHANNEL CHANNEL DELTA-2-2-7.>

The comms hisses with stellar static for a second, before framing a hoarse flat voice;

”Üdvözlet utazóknak. Én vagyok Kul-Ancs kapitány a Vas-Rictusból. Úgy döntöttünk, hogy kikötünk az Acreonnal, hogy tranzit rakományt gyűjtsünk. Most szellemhajónak és minden szállítmánynak hiányzik. Csak hiányzó rakományt kívánunk megtalálni. Nagyon értékes. Tudna segíteni a helyét? A hajó fedélzetén van…”

CULTURE: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

Responding to Ed Noah expounds Its Eoxian. He goes on to translate the message and settles into the Science station.

Culture: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

Ed shivers in the Captain's chair. Transmit: Nothing Eoxian aboard and that's the way we like it, heh. Apparently the ship was abandoned after an attack by ugly lifeforms. Pirates hit it after that so... hopefully you had insurance? End.

Presuming that our Science Officer sends the response back in Eoxian. We'll deal with the Cargo info after this interplay (and once rest of the gang have chimed in).

Noah keys the response, as per Ed’s wording. It is issued to the Iron Rictus, then all is quiet for several long seconds, before the wheezing voice once again addresses you over the comms channel (As Noah will presumably translate I’ll provide both Eoxian and the accompanying Pact World Common transcription)

”A legszerencsétlenebb. Túl késünk. Szokás, hogy a kapitány megfelelően bemutatja magát, és hajói nem? Kihez fordulok?”

Translation: ”Most unfortunate. We are too late. It is customary for Captain’s to properly introduce themselves and their vessels is it not? Who am I addressing?”

Captain Kul-Ancs pauses, the rattle of his voice accentuated by the inter-ship communications static;

”Ami a biztosítási tanácsadást illeti. Valóban, nagyon bölcs. Nyugodtan nyugodj meg, hogy valamilyen rendkívüli eseményünk van ... Miközben nevekről beszélünk, a Hebiza Eskolar jelent valamit neked?”

Translation: ”As for your advice on insurance. Indeed, very wise. Rest peacefully that we have a contingency of a sort… While we speak of names, does the one Hebiza Eskolar mean anything to you?”

Always select and hit Cntrl C before Submit Post. The boards have been glitchy again lately.

The tobacco has worn off and Ed's fear turns to annoyance as the deadites keep pushing him. This is Acolyte ED, Captain of the SUNRISE MAIDEN **emphasize that, Noahtoo**. and though I'd love to stop and gossip about who or whatever, as you may have noticed, Acreon had a full on Akata infestation and we've got infected crew. So we're in a bit of a hurry. I think we purged all the Void Zombies, but maybe we'll send up a full battalion of battle priests to make sure the sector is disinfected and exorcised. Stay Safe, Kul-Anus.

Ed snickers to himself and sends a closed thought to Paeon: Kul-Anus of the Iron Rectum... hee-hee.

Hahaha. Damn your eyes Ed. Just choked on my cuppa! :)

Was thinking to hear what Ed thought of the cargo with is roll before responding but I guess its moot as we are not gonna let Anyone board and take a look around...

Ed (or anyone else passing the check) really needs to see the cargo for himself to glean any additional insights. He can trot down the cargo bays now the Eox vessel has been put in its place lol.

not much to add. Will just sit back and let the captain do his thing..

Paeon settles into the number two chair listening in as Noah translates the conversation while Ed throws quips.

'knew you were the right bug for the job Ed!'

As he relays his closed message Paeon responds,

'gottem Ed, you gottem.'

As the conversation comes to an end Paeon reaches into his pocket and throws a Noodle Doodle Dandy at Ed,

[B]'Found this in the cargo bay Cap'n'/[b]

Ed looks droopy as his adrenaline sputters out again. I don't know what Retsy and Krisseven ended up doing with that box-full of horribleness and I really don't care. We have to shake these Eoxians. He snatches the snackbar out of the air, partially unwraps it, and caresses it with his antennae before taking a bite. There are more of these in the Cargo hold? I want to see! Ed quickly scampers off to see for himself.

Ed heads off to the hold for a picnic, while the comms channel crackles ominously with "dead air"...

Ed scrapes off every particle of Noodle Doodle from the wrapper as he peruses the hold. They don't make these anymore! They're super rare. Hmmm, cybernetic limbs. I wonder if they're from Verces. The augmented Verthani were really into these. I grew up on Verces, you know.

Startoad has been fiddling with the computer at the gunners station seemingly at home configuring and adjusting it, after plugging in he starts to rewire a few things crawling under the console. The goblin pays no mind to the conversation about the eoxian. He does pop his head up at the snack but goes back to work on the his little nook in the bridge as Ed leaves.

Been away for the weekend with no service.

Paeon hurries behind Ed as he makes his was to the hold,

'Ed if they are rare don't eat them all. Let's sell them for profit and then open up our own noodle shop!'

Peoon stumbles as he chases after the hunger driven starlord captain,

'with respect Captain..'

I'm out of town so posting from my phone.. my memory is failing me.. did we jettison the Eoxian pospicle or did he get taken away when the old ship flew off?? I guess we have to answer to them as well as Starfinder society now to tie up these ends??

The Corpse Fleet package was onboard the Hippo with your erstwhile companions Retsiji and Kris when it took off. As/when/if you return to Absalom Station that's a thread you'll likely want to follow up.

Do you want me to roll separately for the cybernetic wings 'n' thingz and Ent bits?

@Ed: No you're good with the single roll. Interestingly the boards did not show any updates in this game thread... Seems they are on the glitch again... On another note you been reading my notes lol.

Will get a game post up shortly

Military arms, Ed picks up a leg and pretends to use it like a rifle complete with a buzzy "pew!". and legs. and sentient lumber. That's not very nice. Seems like a really random list of questionable goods. Hey ship, were you working for smugglers?