GM Carimac's 1-12 Ashes of Discovery (Inactive)

Game Master CariMac

Bubbles utters a mental scream and spins in a circle, tentacles waving. "LASER! RUNNNNNNNNN! " Bubbles follows his own advice and floats quickly through the doorway and into the garden.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23

What are the rest of you doing?

45 X swings his assault hammer in an attempt to “reprogram” this annoying blinking thing.

Hammer: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18 Dmg: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Then follows bubbles

Following Bubbles

Gordon hastens to the garden to see what plants are suitable ingredients

prof cook: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16

Blibdoolpoolp, after a long beat where everyone else runs away, floats after them in haste!

45X leaves a dent in the wall as he leaves the room.

Gordon finds lots of fresh vegetables that are well taken care of. Someone is clearly working in this garden. You do not see another being in the room.

The door that leads out of this chamber to the east are closed.

Gordon moves over to the other door and attempt to open it

engineering if it doesnt: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

Bubbles floats behind Gordon, after picking several vegetables and placing them in his bag. " Gordon, I am surprised these do not interest you more. I have heard that Golarian food is delightful. "

Panels of electronics wrap around this thirty-foot-wide circular room. The steady hum of energized computers gently drones, while lights rhythmically flash on and off. Monitor screens display live images of various rooms throughout the outpost. There is an exit door to the north.

This is the security center for the outpost. Displays feed the video from the outpost’s cameras into this room. The controls are an older form of hybrid technology and magical defenses; the hybridization was intended to allow easier access to the chamber for colonists that were proficient in one or the other.

You can gain control of the cameras in some of the areas by succeeding at a DC 12 Computers or Mysticism check allowing you to turn those cameras on or off. The controls for the other cameras are damaged.

An outpost-wide intercom can also be used in this room.

Mysticism: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (13) + 11 = 24

Bubbles sits down at the terminal, tentacles reaching out. He doesn't so much touch the keys as graze over them. Yet, there is still action on the screen as his mind reaches into the magical system. " I can deactivate the security in one of the other rooms. Sounds like a good plan. We probably don't look like colonists... "

Mysticism: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27

Then, Bubbles happily turns on a camera, at random. How many cameras are there?

"That would be a good idea, there is too much room for confusion - and that might lead to people being shot. That isn't the outcome I'm hoping for"

Loads. I'll mark the rooms that you can see in and who/what you can see in them. Map has been updated. It's in my header.

" Excellent. It looks like I disabled the security in the Mess Hall. But the exile has some robotic friends in the command center. Perhaps we can convince him to join our Host. " Bubbles looks to the group, then moves through the next door. " Ooh, hallway. How very uninteresting. " Bubbles moves to the left and examines the door to the barracks. If boring, he moves inside.

Perception : 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16

The barracks are quite boring.

The room is mostly empty except for some bunk-bed units and remnants of personal items from the original residents.

"Lame. Not exciting." Bubbles floats around the room, briefly examining the personal items. After taking a few notes for his log, Bubbles moves on. "Knock, Knock!" The barathu examines the door for a moment then enters the Medical Center.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20

Site was down more than up yesterday. Updating now.

This room served as the medical center for the colonists. Although it is in some disrepair, it is still functional and can be used as an immovable medical lab. Most of the supplies over the years, but some valuable medical equipment remains. The shelving unit in this chamber contains four mk 1 serums of healing, two basic medkits, and four medpatches.

There is a locked cabinet near the bottom shelf.

Roll for No Reason At All :): 1d20 ⇒ 3

Gordon feels as though he is missing something he just not sure what

engineering: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

45 X follows Bubble’s lead. That Barathu has leadership written all over him! Take charge! Go forward! Good stuff.

Engineering: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

With a subtle flick of the wrist, 45 X pops open the lock. ”Some gems and a medkit in here. Someone should probably grab them.” He then walks over to some cruel looking medical machines and starts poking them. ”Huh, humans. Hard to tell what they use for medicine from what the use to torture.”

"I hope they aren't the property of the current resident - us helping ourselves MAY strain relations"

Moving on to the command center? Anything you want to do before that?

Bubbles moves to the door to the command center and stops. For once, his courage wavers. " I'm not sure the one through this door will want to join our Host. But we should try anyway. " Once everyone is ready, the barathu's tentacle pushes the door open.

We come from the Starfinder society to maake peaceful contact on behalf of the chuch of Desna" announces Gordon as the door opens. (no weapons drawn)

diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

"Please, do not be alarmed by our many, many weapons!

Diplomacy Aid: 1d20 ⇒ 7

Shelldrake follows on, relying on the diplomats to open the way for a peaceful outcome.

45 X follows in.

This immense circular room is bare, except for several computer screens and databanks that line the inner walls. Chairs jut out from some of these computerized desks, while doors exit to the northeast, southeast, and southwest.

The exile turns as you open the door.

He yells at you in common. "You killed the elder. How could you? Now I'll never become an elder." A spell is slung at Bubbles from the exile.

The two bots fire shining arrows at Bubbles and Gordon. The arrow clatters off of Bubbles armor, but the projectile aimed at Gordon connects. 3 DMG

Initiative Round 1:
Bold May Post
Shell: 23
Bots: 21
Exile: 18
Initiative Bubbles: 16 DMG ? Will Save
Initiative Gordon: 11 3 DMG
Initiative 45X: 11
Initiative Bilb: 7

Shelldrake pulls out a shock grenade and lobs it into the room.

Range 30, Shock (Electrical)
15' radius, should hit all three.

Attack 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
Damage 1d8 ⇒ 8
DC14 Reflex for half

The first bot who is tinged with green doesn't manage to get out of the way grenade 8 DMG, the second bot and the exile 4 DMG manage to avoid most of the damage.

The exile takes a step forward, and concentrates on Shell. The bots attack poor Bubbles again. Only one of the attacks hit. 4 DMG

Initiative Round 1:
Bold May Post
Shell: 23 Will Save DMG ?
Bots: 21Green 8, Red 4
Exile: 18 8 DMG
Initiative Bubbles: 16 4+? DMG Will Save
Initiative Gordon: 11 3 DMG
Initiative 45X: 11
Initiative Bilb: 7

Will 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16

Ignoring the synthetics for now, Blibdoolpoolp forcibly connects herSelf to the Exile's mind overwhelming him with the cacophony she gladly left behind in the Host.

Mind Thrust: 2d10 ⇒ (4, 6) = 10 DC 15 Will for 1/2

Gordon pulls out his pulsecaster pistol and shoots at this exile

pulsecaster: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
pulsecaster damage: 2d4 ⇒ (4, 3) = 7

"We can give you the elders view of the world"

"Well that Exile is giving me a shocking headache!"

At least only 5 damage! :)

45 X steps in front of the other party members and lifts his scattergun at the exile, angling it away from the securitybot.

Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Deciding to treat the miss as a warning shot, 45 X demands ”Stand down. Disarm yourselves. Surrender.”

Will: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

A psychic scream fills the minds of everyone in the room as Bubbles writhes in pain. "That is not how you merge! Bad!" The barathu floats backwards over the top of he partners, casting a spell as he goes.

Mind Thrust @ Exile: 2d10 ⇒ (1, 10) = 11 DC 16 Will save for half.

"I decide when we merge!" The barathu's skin hardens instinctively in response to the laser fire. EAC 17 KAC 20 this round.

Can't adapt for X rounds: 1d4 ⇒ 1

Just spelling out the rules I think are in effect in my post above Move action to draw weapon standard to fire. On a natural attack roll of 20 a crit is confirmed if the attack roll would hit on a twenty otherwise a 20 is just a hit. I believe the exile will recieve a cover bonus to his EAC but not enough to negate the hit. So I rolled double damage. If that shot is the one to reduce the exile to zero hp the pulsecaster non lethal damage type kicks in. Otherwise it is just damage. Have I missed anything or got anything wrong?

I believe you have it correct Gordon.

The Exile cries out as Bubble's Mind Thrust hits him, but he manages to fight off most of the damage. 5 DMG. Gordon's attack also hits him. 7 DMG He falls dead.

45X moves into the front of the fight, but doesn't manage to hit anything.

The bots do not appear to be standing down.

Blibdoolpoolp can change his action to one of the bots. I misread the HP on the bots Green is down. Only Red remains.

Initiative Round 2:
Bold May Post
Shell: 23 Will Save DMG ?
Bots: 21Green 8 - Dead, Red 4
Exile: 18 20 DMG Dead
Bubbles: 16 4+? DMG Will Save
Gordon: 11 3 DMG
45X: 11
Bilb: 7

Blibdoolpoolp flings her starknife at the closer bot, then unsticks her pike from its resting fold.
Starknife: 1d20 ⇒ 6
Damage: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Will save was made - 5 damage :)

Shelldrake moves in and opens fire with her laser.

Attack 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Damage 1d10 ⇒ 8

But spends too much time looking at the corpse on the floor...

Both Blibdoolpoolp and Shell miss their attack on the bot who shoots back. It aims at 45X, and misses.

Initiative Round 2:
Bold May Post
Shell: 23 5 DMG
Bots: 21Green Dead, Red 4
Exile: 18 Dead
Initiative Bubbles: 16 14 DMG
Initiative Gordon: 11 3 DMG
Initiative 45X: 11
Initiative Bilb: 7

Bubbles focuses hard, grabs a wrench of the floor with his mind, and lobs it at the robot.

Telekinetic Projectile@: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
DMG@EAC: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Whoops...

Gordon activates his stealth suit and tries to sneak up on the bot
stealth: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (13) + 13 = 26

pulsecaster shot: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

But the powersurge of his stealhsuit interrupts his pulsecaster drawing a charge

Should have just shot it

”Bad manners, shooting at me.”

45 X steps up to the bot and takes a swing his assault hammer - he’s thinking upper deck.

Hammer: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
dmg: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Blibdoolpoolp drifts aggressively towards the remaining bot, her bulk shifting to layers and layers of muscle as she goes.

Pike: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21
Piercing (Upper Limb Refinements): 1d8 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 2 = 6
Adaptation Cooldown: 1d4 ⇒ 1

All of the Starfinders attempt to take down the bot. Bubbles throws a wrench, but it goes wide clanging off of the floor on the other side of the room.

Gordon tries sneaking up on it. He manages to lose the bot's attention, but his attack misses.

45 X tries to hit it with his hammer, but ends up spinning around several times as she misses the bot.

Then Blibdoolpoolp is up to bat. He floats toward the bot, and with a stab destroys the bot.

Combat Over.

There are no further threats in this building. You can explore the rest of the complex at your leisure.

You discover the computers in this room are easily accessed, and can give you the information that you need to report to the Church of Desna.

You discover that a rogue strain of the Stardust Plague swept through the colony, wiping it out in days.

" ooh... plague. A horrible way to go, indeed. Let us leave this place quickly, in case there is any stray bacteria remaining." Bubbles floats through the complex in a hurry, careful not to touch anything. The barathu takes lots of photos and notes, eager to write a good report.

After finishing, he waits by the front door. "Well, should we brave the storm again?"

Blibdoolpoolp doesn't look like she relishes the idea, but after a moment of thickening her outer membrane, she projects, "Once more unto the breach!"

"Back to the village then, and start sending this information home"

You find the inhabitants pleased to see you and hear about your victory over the exile. They ask you many questions. "Will the haunts be back?" "Is it safe to venture to the outpost now?"

They throw a small celebration in your honor and promise to look favorably upon Starfinders in the future. As well as show a great deal of interest in racing in the Junk races on Absalom Station.

When you arrive back on Absalom Station, Guidance debriefs you.

“Welcome back, Starfinders. The contracting organization is eager to review the data you have recovered. I’ve prepared a list of subsequent missions that might appeal to you, once you’re properly debriefed. There are a multitude of other lost outposts in Near Space, and with your experience, we hope you will take these assignments into consideration. Now, what have you to report?”

We are basically finished. I'll get the chronicle sheets completed tomorrow night. Tomorrow afternoon is my in person AP game.