GM Friendly Sauce’s Dead Suns

Game Master friendly sauce

"Mom and dad raised the six of us in a room smaller than what you have " clang " to yourself now how much more " he steps on Hi C's head and hops up with his tail hanging down "Space could you possibly need? "

DR34-M12 backs off and repositions for another attack. "You can never have too much space for scrap."

"There is an old saying that there is plenty of space outside" Egg says pointing at literal space in the view screen.

"There is an old saying that there is plenty of space outside" Egg says pointing at literal space in the view screen.

Justin pokes his head out of the ceiling panel

"Mom was really fond of that one. Might be the reason there's only six of us.. that we know about... "

The Necroglider rounds for another flyby, but the pilot must have lost his nerve and is not able to fire on you. As it passes, Hi-C unleashes the coils and it shreds the aft quarter of the ship. At this point the enemy ship is extremely damaged but does not appear to be retreating.

Enemy:-25 HP

Round 7:
Enemy initiative: 1d20 + 13 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (18) + 13 + 1 - 4 = 28
DR34-M12: 1d20 + 9 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 9 + 3 = 16

the enemy fighter beats you in initiative, all PCs may act.

"Yaaarrr!! She appears t'be on her last legs! Send 'er down t'meet 'ol Davy Jones won'tcha Mister Hi-C!!! Raaaarrrr!!"

"Hey what's this button here... 'Eject all ceiling contents'? Let's try it!"

"Meh. Desirable effect regardless."

Egg continues to work the station he is at and focuses on the ships newly exposed spots seeking to target the ships targeting systems.

DR34-M12 puts some distance between the two ships. "That ship won't hold together much longer. Also, who is Davy Jones?"

"Please. I babysat fitches kids. Its not like I haven't been launched into space before. Mind you it was funnier when i was wearing armor than not... "

"Also, who is Davy Jones?"

"Hopefully someone who buys destroyed ships."

the enemy ship rounds for one more flyby but Hi-C is able to shred through whats left of the small fighter's wings and engines, causing to to crash land on the far side of the drift rock.

COMBAT OVER

Once the adrenaline stops pumping and the congratulations of done, one of you realizes that you are only a few minutes from the Acreon. upon approaching Egg is easily able to scan ship.

Upon watching the damaged ship (and most likely anything of worth) crash on the asteroid, Hi-C lets out a loud "D'OH!" before extending his arms outward to simultaneously high-five the entire crew.

"You know it'd actually be kinda hilarious if that rock was combustible. Would end this whole legal nonsense real quick."

DR34-M12 let out a triumphent cheer as the enemy ship crashed in to the drift rock. "Yeah, great shot Hi-C." She said as she high fived the Kasatha. "The rock blowing up would be a simple end, but we might not get paid if that happened. I'll pull us up to the Acreon. Egg, what how are things looking on the ship?"

Everyone does a double take looking at Handsome as at some point during the space battle, you don't know when, Handsome donned a black hat with skull and crossbones on it as well as an eye patch. Now that the battle is over, however, Handsome quickly whips both items off his head and stows them away somewhere out of sight...

"AHEM!! Yes! Well done everyone!! That was a fine job all around!!!

"So! Shall we board that ship and investigate what all the hububub is about??"

Hi-C gets up from his chair before Justin gets the chance to climb down from the ceiling.

"Ayup. I'll go toss on the steel breeches now."

When he reappears he has the artillery laser in two hands and his tactical pike in the other two.

I shall assume I'll be up front ^_^

Handsome pulls a three-sided coin, quite possibly the only three-sided coin you've ever seen and flips it. He then looks up to the crew and says, "Take us in over to the port airlock. Lady luck is telling me that's the way to go!"

"Hopefully she pays better than Davy Jones."

Egg relays the information to the rest of the crew. So you all can read the spoiler He finishes and looks about them "So who is up for a little slavaging?"

Hi-C gets up from his chair before Justin gets the chance to climb down from the ceiling.

"Is teamwork a foreign concept here? " and drops out of the ceiling onto the chair with an OMF. "That definitely needs a pillow "

You hear a voice call out from around the bulkhead, "I experienced your close living style, you experienced my more spaced out style."

"I lived communally once, with a group of vagabonds of various races. The ship which was always in need of repairs. The music and atmosphere was quite intriguing Also sleeping together and what not was the norm. even the drinks and food were excellent but not as much as that strange vapor everyone used. Quite an interesting experience after a small intake of the aqueous chemical. Met the infamous Kasatha Gitaurist Jono Helix there. Good times" Egg says as he types away at his station.

"I would say prepare for some sort of engagement over there. So ready weapons and spells if you have them" He says going back to the mission at hand.

"Right-o boss," Hi-C responds matter-of-factly. Then, after a pause, he calls back, "Say... How many orbits you rockin'? I think my parents used to listen to Helix. I'd forgotten until you just brought it up."

Docking your shuttle to the port airlock is rudimentary and you are now in the port airlock, connected to your ship.

Flickering emergency lights do little to dispel the darkness inside the derelict ship, and the sense of abandonment is only heightened by the apparent lack of any movement or life inside its airless corridors. Artificial gravity is still functional, however, so there’s likely still power to run essential systems and possibly restore life support and atmosphere to the ship. Unfortunately, there are still no obvious clues as to the fate of the Acreon’s vanished crew.
Before you is a closed airlock door, though an airlock control panel is right next to the door.

When the group gives the all clear, Hi-C will lift a hand from his artillery laser to engage the panel.

Laser pistol in hand, Handsome says, "Ready to go!"

Justin has his pistol and brand new survival out , though he doesn't seem to be sure whether to point the latter up or down. he twitches his whiskers and peers around everyone's knees.

Hi-C eyes the unsteady knife.

Note to self: get reinforced kneepads.

Next note to self: don't state that out loud.

Hi-C easily accesses the door controls, and can even closed the aft and starboard airlocks from this terminal as well.

DR34-M12 follows closely behind Hi-C, her rifle at the ready. "Definite signs of battle. Victors are likely the ones that opened the air lock. The crew is only alive in .2% of vids. Ouch, good thing the hardscrabble are happy with knowing what happened." the android said as she investigated the scene. "Hey we left the shuttle's scanners open right?"

DR34-M12 will look for signs of who the the crew might have been fighting, keeping a looking for necrotic flesh or other signs of undead.
Perception: low-light, dark: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23

Egg lets the question about age slide and stands in the back with spells on his mind. One hand holds his knife the other the pistol. Just in case they would be needed instead of his spells.

"Yes, to better sync the system with our drone chaperone I kept the scanners open. that way our progress could be traced and tracked. As well as recorded in case of our demise, dismemberment, ect."

"I was thinking ambush but that's a good idea too. Ford will probably be able to cut together a great epitaph with the footage."

".2%, huh? And what odds do the rescuers have?"

Hi-C steps up to the intersection, peeks around the corners, and if he doesn't see any movement, will poke the body with his stick.

"The Collective bring their kids with them? Err who's this, like a Halfling?"

Stealth, if needed: 1d20 + 1 - 3 ⇒ (17) + 1 - 3 = 15

"Haath if you could manuever the body, Justin may be able to make a cursory examination of the body, DR if you would be so kind as to look ahead through that scope. And Gob, my dear Goblin friend what say you?" Egg says rattling off possible commands looking to the small Goblin for affrimation.

as Hi-C approaches the small body he quickly realizes that with green skin, a bulbous head and eyes, and large pointed head, this is a not a halfling; It's a space goblin.

DR34-M12, No sign of Necrotic flesh or undead. you see a closed door to your right up about 10 feet and another doorway at the very end of your dark vision on the other end of the T-interesection.

As Hi-C peeks around the corner and sees a creature, slightly larger than the domesticated canines found on golarion pre-gap, but with dark blue skin and multiple tentacle like appendages coming from its head. See NPC slides the creature is looking down the hallway in your direction but does not appear to have noticed just your head sticking out yet.

Handsome flashes Egg a thumbs up, then creeps up silently to Hi-C.

Stealth: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

If allowed....
Handsome maneuvers around Hi-C to peer down the hallway and upon seeing the head-tentacled monster dog, innate, ancient feelings of hate and fear well up in his heart. Handsome then maneuvers back into position behind Hi-C.

What skill check should be rolled to identify the creature?

Identifying the creature would require a life science check.

If there was anything DR34-M12 had learned from her vid research, was that things liked to sneak up behind you. Whiled Hi-C moved to check ahead, DR34-M12 attempted to open the door to her right, keeping herself close to the wall as she did so.

DR34-M12 will move and attempt to open the door, her rifle at the ready. She will stick close to the wall to attempt cover from inside the room.

Stealth: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

fading paint on the door denotes this as the port cargo hold. DR34-M12 opens the door and sees lots of boxes and containers, as well as supplies like food and water stores and even replacement air filters, spare ship parts and the like. A black shipping container occupies the center of the hold.

DR34-M12's circuits glowed with excitement as her optical sensors scanned the treasure before her. "Cargo hold jackpot!" she loudly whispered in to the comms. "And some mystery box."

"Interesting, let us see what we found in the box" Egg says scanning the area cautious

"Uhhh I think we have more pressing problems up here guys," Hi-C calls back to the group.

He slings his laser over one shoulder, grabs the corpse with one hand, Handsome with another, and drags both back ten feet towards the airlock.

Hi-C is able to get the two goblins back toward the airlock without incident

"Should we get that on the ship now so we at least complete our deal with the ambasador or wait to load it up so he has to at least send someone for our bodies? "

"Ah is a fight afoot, then, By all means, we may need to mark this for later review. I am not much in a fight so I divert any real combat sense to The Man with the Pike" He says with a flourish gesturing one of his four arms to Hi-C

"I'm thinking if we drag that box back now, we may attract the attention of that wicked dog..." Handsome hisses the word 'dog.'

While out of sight of the 'dog,' Handsome has Hi-C move the corpse further back and motions to Egg and Justin to move forward. Handsome will also rummage through the corpse's body.

Once done searching the body, Handsome says, "Let's finish off that dog then recover the box, yes?"

I've moved the corpse token back behind us while moving Egg and Justin's token forward to keep us in, more or less, formation.

"Wait, aren't dogs supposed to be friendly? Can't we just give it food and then keep it?"

"Uhhh you still drunk? What breed of dog has tentacles for a collar?"

Well actually maybe... I think I seen blue-colored dogs on that DIY-GMO vidcast...

"I don't know, there's all kinds of dogs right?"