Round 5, Init 18
Vetch fires again at the beast then moves back.
Corona Laser Ranged: to hit;
damage
S: 42/42 HP: 38/38 R: 8/8
EAC: 22 KAC: 22 CMD: 27
Fort: +3 Ref: +8 Will: +10
Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5
Right Hand: Club
Left Hand:
Mouth: Serum of Healing II, Grenade, Serum Healing I, Shock Grenade I
Spells: 1: 3/6 used (MM*1,Identify*0,RLCond*0)
2: 0/4 used (fogcloud*0,forceblast*0,lsrRest*0,seeinvis*0)
Melee: [ dice=Club]1d20+3[/dice] to hit;
[ dice=(B)]1d6[/dice] damage
Corona Laser Ranged:[ dice]1d20+11[/dice] to hit;
[ dice=(F)]2d4+3[/dice] damage
Disinitigrator Ranged:[ dice]1d20+11[/dice] to hit;
[ dice=(A)]1d10+3[/dice] damage
[ dice]3d4+3[/dice] damage.
Again?! You want a piece of The Zane!
Again?!
Zane downs a serum, as he needs the boost in health. That thing's gore was pretty gnarly.
He takes a guarded step back, trying to gain more distance.
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Zane takes a small step back and jams a serum pack into his mouth. This gives Draka a moment to line up her charge. Though it is a null and void as Vetch corona laser sears right through Trampleram's brain. The ellicoth stumbles another step before the fragile looking legs finally give out and it falls face first into the dust.
What's left standing before you is the skin shack. This bizarre, circular hovel appears to be made from stretched, cured skin wrapped around a frame of massive bones. A front door hewn from sickly wood stands ever so slightly open.
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Zane (SP 0/60; HP 33/46; RP 7/7; DR/5-Cold/Fire; DR/6 Kinetic; Ghoul Fever 2- weakened)
Draka (SP 24/51; HP 39/46; RP 7/7)
Vetch (SP 42/42; HP 38/38; RP 8/8; Elec/Fire/Cold Res 5)
Abe (SP 42/42; HP 33/40; RP 7/7)(Messalina 50/60)
Dash (SP 36/36; HP 30/30; RP 6/6)
”Good job, The.” Dash pats the Zane on the back, accidentally (on purpose) targeting one is his karma-earned wounds. ”Ughh. Let’s see if we have enough thread to stitch that sh!t closed. Vetch, give me a paw here.”
”Looks good...” He says after botching Zane’s stitches. He then turns to Draka.
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Vetch tries his own medicining to help *The* Zane.
Medicine
Vetch looks over the wounds. "Zane, I'm not going to lie to you. This is pretty messy. Looks like your infected wounds are infected with radiation. Not often do you see an infection atop an infection, but you've done it. It's pretty impressive, really...man, you might make a medical journal with all the stuff you got going on in here," Vetch says, rooting around in Zane's wounds.
Given 10 minutes, Vetch will restore 30 hp to *The* Zane.
* * *
Vetch will avoid getting too close to the beast, fearful of the radiation.
But he will slink to the door to peer around when others are ready.
Stealth
Perception
Good Work Team! Great blast there Messelina and Vetch. You guys certainly earned chalks marks for that thing. And Coach's illusions were a perfect gimmick play Caught the opponent with the drawers down.
pointing to the mini-Chernobyl that is now motionless.
Just as The Zane said, your face was hitting dirt and your linen was around your ankles.
Just like a bad night's drinking at The Fusoin Queen in lower Absalom Station.
With that, he backs up away from the radiation and adds a chalk mark to Bubba.
He then sits down and reworks the stitches that Dash applied. Not saying a word about the [strike]crappy[/strike] craftmanship.
Abe takes a few more steps out of the radiation field before taking a deep, slightly raspy, breath. "OK then. Am I the only one here who feels a little setup? This thing looked at us, then attacked us. Seems like that'd be something you'd know if you knew anything about these creatures."
"I wonder if we were sent out here to die." He checks his gear and binds up his slight radiation burns.
When the party has rested, he proceeds to the entrance, weapons out, Messalina flying nearby, and both ready to cut down anything that moves...
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Dash and Vetch patch up their two companions that seem intent on dying a horrific death by supplying their bodies as meatshields.
Once the group is content and rested enough Vetch and Abe investigate the entrance to the shack. Xerantha’s shack is fairly threadbare and devoid of any items of obvious value. In fact, the whole place amounts to a collection of junk that is either furniture crafted from preserved organic body parts or mostly worthless trophies.
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Zane (SP 60/60; HP 46/46; RP 6/7; DR/5-Cold/Fire; DR/6 Kinetic; Ghoul Fever 2- weakened)
Draka (SP 24/51; HP 45/46; RP 7/7)
Vetch (SP 42/42; HP 38/38; RP 8/8; Elec/Fire/Cold Res 5)
Abe (SP 42/42; HP 33/40; RP 7/7)(Messalina 60/60)
Dash (SP 36/36; HP 30/30; RP 6/6)
Draka lacks the observational skills to be of any help, but she approaches to supervise. "Draka not help fight. Sorry." The vesk shrugs her massive vesk shoulders. "But beast play dirty with radiation. Third arm ruin Draka career," she supplies.
Not often do you see an infection atop an infection, but you've done it.
Zane looks very haggered, but the healing and taking a few minutes to rest does seem to return a lot of color to his face.
Yup, The Zane just always seems to exceed expectations.
Abe laughs at the idea of Draka with a third arm. "Oh, I dunno. It would set you apart from the others trying to capture vid-watchers."
Glad Zane is feeling better, he sends Messalina into the shack first, and if nothing shoots at her, he follows trailing behind and looking around...
He gestures to the back of the shack, and puts his finger to his lips, "Shhhh." He circles around while Messalina heads in directly - trying to roust whomever, or whatever, is hiding there.
When everyone is in position, he calls out, "You there, in the back, we know you're there. Come out slowly with your hands, or bones, or or whatever else you may have, raised. Comply, and we may not shoot you, resist, and we most certainly shall."
”I don’t know, Draka. If you had a third arm you could take selfies with your iComm in full combat poses.” Dash instantly regrets joining this topic of conversation as he suspects Zane will inevitably start taking about his third arm.
Thankfully Abe spots something worth changing the subject up for.
”Whoever you are, we aren’t here for a fight, despite the dead f@#%ing mountain outside...”
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The vesk contemplates her companion's comments and nods thoughtfully, but she doesn't look convinced. Draka not know many three-armed vesk...
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9
"Move out way, Captain. Draka good at negotiation." The vesk forcibly inserts herself in front of the others and attempts to pry whatever or whoever is hiding out into the open. If there is another door or a crate in the way, Draka yanks on it. "RAAAUGH!"
Vetch ratpalms, slamming his paw into his forehead at Draka's negotiation.
He readies his pistol for trouble.
”Or...” Dash abandons diplomacy. ”..don’t come out and sh!t will get violent.”
It was probably going to be a boring conversation anyway.
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Messalina hovers into the center of the skin hut as the group begins to call out Xerantha. A harsh and semi-crazed voice sounds from the back of the hut, behind a hoarders dream of boxes. "Breathers come to my home....my home...kill my Trampleram..." A marrowblight, presumably Xerantha, leaps out from behind the boxes at Messalina. Her muscular frame easily handles a street sweeper as a dozen bone spurs painfully hang from her back and shoulders.
Xerantha moves with lightning speed as she slams past Messalina. The drones stabilizing thrusters being the only thing keeping the drone aloft. Part way through the room Xerantha leaps high in the air landing right next to everyone. Her bone spurs twitch and bob as she lands. The look red and swollen with infection. "More trophies for the collection."
Not expecting her to pounce in so close so quickly Draka, Abe and Dash are caught off guard as they try to react.
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Dash (SP 36/36; HP 30/30; RP 6/6)
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Xerantha
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Zane (SP 60/60; HP 46/46; RP 6/7; DR/5-Cold/Fire; DR/6 Kinetic; Ghoul Fever 2- weakened)
Vetch (SP 42/42; HP 38/38; RP 8/8; Elec/Fire/Cold Res 5)
Abe (SP 42/42; HP 33/40; RP 7/7)(Messalina 60/60)
Draka (SP 24/51; HP 45/46; RP 7/7)
”Of f@#%...”
Dash backs away and casts a spell that causes Zane’s weapon to vibrate with kinetic energy. ”Game on, Zane! Get in there!”
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Dash backs away as Zane's weapon hums with pure energy. So much that if not discharged soon Zane feels it may burst in his hands.
Xerantha steps in closer to Vetch and a single spur lurches out at Draka.
+ Red Ache
The disease ridden spur stabs into Draka's ribs. The tip of the spur lines with fresh puss as it breaks open.
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Dash (SP 36/36; HP 30/30; RP 6/6)
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Xerantha
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Zane (SP 60/60; HP 46/46; RP 6/7; DR/5-Cold/Fire; DR/6 Kinetic; Ghoul Fever 2- weakened)
Vetch (SP 42/42; HP 38/38; RP 8/8; Elec/Fire/Cold Res 5)
Abe (SP 42/42; HP 33/40; RP 7/7)(Messalina 60/60)
Draka (SP 6/51; HP 45/46; RP 7/7)
Round 1, Init 10
Caught off guard, Vetch takes a guarded step back and fires his pistol at the blight.
Corona Laser Ranged: to hit;
damage
S: 42/42 HP: 38/38 R: 8/8
EAC: 22 KAC: 22 CMD: 27
Fort: +3 Ref: +8 Will: +10
Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5
Right Hand: Club
Left Hand:
Mouth: Serum of Healing II, Grenade, Serum Healing I, Shock Grenade I
Spells: 1: 3/6 used (MM*1,Identify*0,RLCond*0)
2: 0/4 used (fogcloud*0,forceblast*0,lsrRest*0,seeinvis*0)
Melee: [ dice=Club]1d20+3[/dice] to hit;
[ dice=(B)]1d6[/dice] damage
Corona Laser Ranged:[ dice]1d20+11[/dice] to hit;
[ dice=(F)]2d4+3[/dice] damage
Disinitigrator Ranged:[ dice]1d20+11[/dice] to hit;
[ dice=(A)]1d10+3[/dice] damage
[ dice]3d4+3[/dice] damage.
Round: 1
Resolve: 7/7 Stamina: 42/42 HP: 33/40
Weapon Equipped = Corona laser rifle
Conditions = None
Spells (caster level 6)
At Will = Token Spell, Mending
Psychokinetic Hand = 3/3
Comprehend Languages = 1/2
Tip of the Tongue = 1/1 (re-roll skill to recall knowledge)
Repair Drone = 1/1 (25%/12hp)
Ranged: Attack: BAB +4, Dex +4 Damage: +5
Melee/Thrown: Attack: BAB +4, Str +1 Damage: +2
Messalina 20’’ up
EAC: 19 KAC: 19 CM: 27 HP: 60/60
Weapon Equipped = Frostbite zero rifle
Conditions = None
Ranged: Attack: BAB +5, Dex +3 (weapon focus: longarms +1) Damage: +5
vs DC 15 or be off-target (1r)
Abe takes a guarded step back and opens fire with his laser rifle, already upset that it got this close! At least it’s much smaller.
(cover)
Messalina opens fire as well
Round 1:
The vesk makes an indecipherable noise when the undead pops out. "AARAG!!" Draka takes a five foot step back so she has room to swing. The Swoop Hammer arcs above her shoulder before the vesk powers the swing, down towards Xerantha. "RAAAUUGH!"
When the others in his group - correctly and smartly- leave the area, Zane bursts forward. Frustrations from a wave of disrespect spilling over and FINALLY - FINALLY getting an outlet.
He had put on a good front for the past couple hours, but things had been eating him up inside. He wanted to do some proving to the outside world his worth to the team.
With the power that Dash put into the blade. The vibrating energy that was so palpable Zane could eat it off the blade like skree-butter.
He steps up and swings.
And tries too hard. He wanted it too badly.
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”Back to the bench Zane!” Dash yells in frustration. ”That was f@#%ing embarrassing!”
Changing tactics, Dash summons a swarm of microbots to distract Xerantha.
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small tears or wetness hit Zane's eyes. F#~#ing Waneda!
Tears? Maybe it's sweat from the radiation . Maybe it's sweat from the the back to back combats. Or maybe it really is tears.
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Zane steps up to the plate and strikes out. Draka's channel is going to get plenty of comments over this mission's episode.
Vetch stumbles back firing into the ground as Abe's shot narrowly misses the hulking marrowblight. Messalina, not much in her programming of shooting companions, doesn't seem to factor in the statistics and fires a stream of coolant that cripples on of the spurs on Xerantha's back.
Draka swings her swoophammer in, breaking Xerantha's arm as the thickened bone protrudes out of her skin.
Dash summons a swarm of microbots to assault the marrowblight. Xerantha swats at the tiny microbots and leaps out of the swarm. pouncing on Draka, Abe and Dash.
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Dash (SP 36/36; HP 30/30; RP 6/6)
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Xerantha (-26)
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Zane (SP 60/60; HP 46/46; RP 6/7; DR/5-Cold/Fire; DR/6 Kinetic; Ghoul Fever 2- weakened)
Vetch (SP 42/42; HP 38/38; RP 8/8; Elec/Fire/Cold Res 5)
Abe (SP 42/42; HP 33/40; RP 7/7)(Messalina 60/60)
Draka (SP 6/51; HP 45/46; RP 7/7)
Round 2, Init 10
”Are you *sure* you don’t want to talk, Mr. Marrowblight? We don’t want to re-kill you unless we have to!” Vetch says, dropping his staff so that he might cast a spell.
damage.
S: 42/42 HP: 38/38 R: 8/8
EAC: 22 KAC: 22 CMD: 27
Fort: +3 Ref: +8 Will: +10
Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5
Right Hand: Empty
Left Hand: Pistol
Mouth: Serum of Healing II, Grenade, Serum Healing I, Shock Grenade I
Spells: 1: 4/6 used (MM*1,Identify*0,RLCond*0)
2: 0/4 used (fogcloud*0,forceblast*0,lsrRest*0,seeinvis*0)
Melee: [ dice=Club]1d20+3[/dice] to hit;
[ dice=(B)]1d6[/dice] damage
Corona Laser Ranged:[ dice]1d20+11[/dice] to hit;
[ dice=(F)]2d4+3[/dice] damage
Disinitigrator Ranged:[ dice]1d20+11[/dice] to hit;
[ dice=(A)]1d10+3[/dice] damage
[ dice]3d4+3[/dice] damage.
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Round: 2
Resolve: 7/7 Stamina: 42/42 HP: 33/40
Weapon Equipped = Corona laser rifle
Conditions = None
Spells (caster level 6)
At Will = Token Spell, Mending
Psychokinetic Hand = 3/3
Comprehend Languages = 1/2
Tip of the Tongue = 1/1 (re-roll skill to recall knowledge)
Repair Drone = 1/1 (25%/12hp)
Ranged: Attack: BAB +4, Dex +4 Damage: +5
Melee/Thrown: Attack: BAB +4, Str +1 Damage: +2
Messalina 20’’ up
EAC: 19 KAC: 19 CM: 27 HP: 60/60
Weapon Equipped = Frostbite zero rifle
Conditions = None
Ranged: Attack: BAB +5, Dex +3 (weapon focus: longarms +1) Damage: +5
vs DC 15 or be off-target (1r)
Abe takes a guarded step back and opens fire with his laser rifle. Again.
Messalina continues to press her shots, now through cover.
(cover)
Hoping for some vindication, Zane shuffles his feet to get into attack position. Then the thing moves to pounce on the others in his reality-vidcast show. So Zane swings with all his might.
His face is a mix of emotions -all a bubbling pot of combat thrill, anger, frustration, shame, and self doubt.
AoO
He pivots, and pursues Spur-kin. Swinging the sword again. This time, not getting the benefit of the swarming microbots.
But this time, it doesn't make a difference. His sword is true again.
How is THIS for not showboating?! SolarynBurst247?! Xerantha now knows first hand how BoFo The Zane's sword skills are. If she lives, she might just post a few juicy comments.
Round 3:
Draka takes a step back and raises her Swoop Hammer over her head. "No more games! RAAAAUGH!"
Dash dodges away from the charge and maintains concentration on his microbots, which swarm back over the creature.
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Zane redeems himself as he wrecks a whole side if the hermit's back. Vetch peppers her with his trusty space magic that defies the laws of space and time.
Abe takes a step back and burns a hole onto Xerantha's leg and she howls in pain as black puss squirts out.
Draka crushes her leg with her hammer and the bone splinters at an angle that even makes an android what to lose his fluids.
Xerantha tumbles to the dirt, dropping her thunderstrike streetsweeper. She looks up to Draka and Zane with such malice in her eyes as she claws the ground. "Go ahead breather. Do what you came her to do. Kill me."
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Dash (SP 36/36; HP 30/30; RP 6/6)
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Xerantha (-98)
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Zane (SP 60/60; HP 46/46; RP 6/7; DR/5-Cold/Fire; DR/6 Kinetic; Ghoul Fever 2- weakened)
Vetch (SP 42/42; HP 38/38; RP 8/8; Elec/Fire/Cold Res 5)
Abe (SP 42/42; HP 33/40; RP 7/7)(Messalina 60/60)
Draka (SP 6/51; HP 45/46; RP 7/7)
”We didn’t come here to kill you, dumb@ass.” Dash says. One of his microbots aggressively bonks Xerantha on the head. ”Unless you’re working with the corpse fleet and causing trouble in the city. Then, maybe.”
Round 3, Init 10
”Look, Mr. Marrowblight, I can get not wanting to talk to *some* of us, but un-man, maybe there is a better answer? ” Vetch says, casting another spell.
damage.
S: 42/42 HP: 38/38 R: 8/8
EAC: 22 KAC: 22 CMD: 27
Fort: +3 Ref: +8 Will: +10
Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5
Right Hand: Empty
Left Hand: Pistol
Mouth: Serum of Healing II, Grenade, Serum Healing I, Shock Grenade I
Spells: 1: 5/6 used (MM*1,Identify*0,RLCond*0)
2: 0/4 used (fogcloud*0,forceblast*0,lsrRest*0,seeinvis*0)
Melee: [ dice=Club]1d20+3[/dice] to hit;
[ dice=(B)]1d6[/dice] damage
Corona Laser Ranged:[ dice]1d20+11[/dice] to hit;
[ dice=(F)]2d4+3[/dice] damage
Disinitigrator Ranged:[ dice]1d20+11[/dice] to hit;
[ dice=(A)]1d10+3[/dice] damage
[ dice]3d4+3[/dice] damage.
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Not much for talking Vetch hammers her with point blank magical missiles. At such close range the first one tears her jaw clean off and the next two break her neck. Xerantha slumps to the ground. Dead once again.
Dash (SP 36/36; HP 30/30; RP 6/6)
Zane (SP 60/60; HP 46/46; RP 6/7; DR/5-Cold/Fire; DR/6 Kinetic; Ghoul Fever 2- weakened)
Vetch (SP 42/42; HP 38/38; RP 8/8; Elec/Fire/Cold Res 5)
Abe (SP 42/42; HP 33/40; RP 7/7)(Messalina 60/60)
Draka (SP 6/51; HP 45/46; RP 7/7)
"I guess there's no questioning her then." Abe says breathing heavily. He waits for his pulse to stabilize before putting away his weapon once again and continuing the search of the room, including whatever their most recent combatant had on them.
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The vesk's shoulders droop. "Tiny mouse faster."
Draka rests her weapon on her shoulder, gently tapping it against her armor. With her other hand, Draka fidgets with her communicator. "Draka not going to be focus of this StarTube video, but maybe expand viewership."
"Draka show teaser trailer for bigger video compilation," the vesk explains. "Draka show shot of big beast and shot of jumping spider zombie."
The vesk turns so her back is to the building and lifts up her communicator. "Oh. Hello, Draka fans." Draka shakes her head as if she's getting some invisible strand on hair away from her face. "Draka and Draka friends out on top secret mission. Draka not able to talk about it. Shh! But Draka tell fans Draka on the hunt. Here clip of Draka latest encounter." The vesk pulls the communicator down and presses a few replay buttons. The clips favor Draka's 'better' contributions and end with Xerantha jumping out of her hiding spot. "Like and subscribe for all the latest Blood and Fury! And comment on who Draka fans think gave killing blow: Draka, The Zane, ship whisperer, Captain Robot, or tiny mouse." Draka smiles, revealing her sharp, pointy teeth.
Certainly a part of the Corpse Fleet. Admitted as much, plus the journal points to Xerantha.
Should there be a few eyes looking for clues on more Corpse Fleet activity?
He doesn't seem at all worried that Xerantha is dead. All the chances were given when they had the loud fight with the TrampleRam. That was clue enough that the authorities were on her doorstep.
Zane looks around the huge hut.
Untrained/unskilled.
Quickly losing interest in actually turning over household items. Zane does notice the Thunderstrike Streetsweeper.
Hmmm. A Solid T.S. that she was packin.
Allows to amp up a shot by engaging a turborouter over an audio vortex. This Streetsweeper is decent tech.
It's a sonic weapon and a Longarm. Any of you want to use something like that?
The Zane can look and make certain the tourborouter isn't faulty. They make the TS's fairly well, but there's about one in seven that just has a wonky turborouter and drains the battery like a Chisshumper.
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Draka works on a preview for the next episode of their show as Zane stomps through the cluttered hut.
Xerantha’s shack is fairly threadbare and devoid of any items of obvious value. In fact, the whole place amounts to a collection of junk that is either furniture crafted from preserved organic body parts or mostly worthless trophies from intruders the marrowblight has defeated in recent years.
However, after several long minutes of searching Zane finds a datapad with a cracked screen sitting atop a pile of the marrowblight’s personal belongings.
Abe's search proves a bit more fruitful. A sack made from the dried organ of some creature hidden behind one of the load-bearing bones in the building’s frame. The sack holds a jumbled stash of more than a dozen credsticks, some bent or bloodstained, taken from Xerantha’s slain foes. All together, the credsticks contain a total of 7,080 credits.
Vetch curses a bit, whether from having a new nickname or having delivered the killing blow, he is uncertain.
”I didn’t mean to kill it, only mostly kill it. Ah gapborn goblinbugger,” Vetch curses and begins to search the lair. ”I don’t suppose it matters too much.” He feels much more regret at killing this undead and the beast than he would killing a goblin.
He hopes Abe can get the computer to work.
The vesk looks up from her comm. "What Draka help with? Draka can carry." She looks expectantly at her companions for direction.
Zane smiles when Draka does her intro to the next installment of Blood and Fury. That's because that is where SorynBurst will have to eat crow for he/she/it's messageboard comments.
Whispering out a little:
Suck on it non-believers
Then he too waits for ABE to do his hack-a-do work on the cracked comm unit. That thing will lead Team Blood and Fury to their next enemy.
It's a forgone conclusion, the show needs a steady stream of entertainment and this room just got it's "find out next week" when Vetch shot out his space missiles.
Abe, this comm thing needs your special abilities. Tell the rest where the Corpse Fleet is -so (re)killing can be done.
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”Well this was a bust.” Dash looks around at the big bodies they’ve left in their wake. ”I heard they used to call the old members of the Pathfinder Society murder hobos. I suppose we should be f@#%ing proud. We’re now Murder Hobos in Space.”
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”I suppose we should be f@#%ing proud. We’re now Murder Hobos in Space.”
Vetch crestfalls at the other new title he had just earned. He tried to avoid the killing, especially being the killing blow, but he saw that it was his spell that did the final damage.
”I tried. But the thing just didn’t want to be on the the SpaceNet, probably. Probably enraged that we were filming without giving it a chance to sign a waiver or refuse to be filmed,” Vetch opines. ”Maybe it was introverted and enraged that we didn’t ask for permission.”
Vetch ponders to consider that.
”Or maybe it has an exclusive deal with the Undead Toon Network, and didn’t want to risk breach of contract by being on film with us.”
Vetch goes quiet.
”Not much we can do about it now.”
Abe will take the cracked data pad carefully. He’ll first check it for other damage, then cast Mending to do what he can about the cracked screen.
If he feels the device is safe to turn on at this point he does so, and tries to see what there is to learn. However, if he’s uncertain, he waits until he can do further repairs.
While he’s fidgeting with the data pad he glances at the longarm and says, ”I’ll pass on the sonic thingy for now. It’s tempting, but it would overload me, and it doesn’t hold enough charges for Messalina. No, it’s just not my style, but bring it and we can sell it.”
When Vetch considers the undead things motives, he adds, "It was undead. They're all a little off when it comes to, ah, breathers, or first born."
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Abe is able to mend the computer enough to hack into it's simplistic password with ease.
The datapad reveals that Xerantha has indeed been colluding with the Corpse Fleet for a long time, and it contains detailed notes from the marrowblight’s earlier meeting with Captain Zeera Vesh.
Xerantha,
A small cell of Starfinders seem be be on out trail for several weeks now. They found the container aboard the derelict Acreon mining vessel and delivered it to Ambassador Nox . It was assumed they were merely a loose end. Now it seems they need to be eliminated.
They managed to escape our ambush in the Diaspora, but there is no chance that the Starfinders will follow us to Nejeor, given that I erased that data from the Devourer Cult's datacore. Their only course will be to Eox to search for more clues, especially since our spies on Absalom Station have confirmed that the Starfinder Society Chiskisk has recently met with Ambassador Gevalarsk Nor multiple times.
The Corpse Fleet has seized the opportunity to set a clever trap and the Corpse Fleet needs your aid as a loyal supporter. You will work alongside a bone trooper by the name of Harvinne Nessex. Make it appear as if the Corpse Fleet is very active in Orphys with witness reports to the Ministry of Eternal Vigilance. Harvinne will leave an obvious clue behind that will prompt his flatmate to file the report. I will steal synthetic flesh from the Fleshworn Fabrications, leaving a badge at the scene, sprinkling some of your pet's she osteoderms around for good measure. Between these I hope to lead them your way to their deaths.
Captain Vesh
Vetch, don't beat yourself up. Those spurs carry nasty disease. This thing was given a chance to give up, and you did right. What if Xerantha had a doomsday devise that'd blow up the hut? You would have stopped her from -Ka-Boom.
Zane then overexagerrates the hand movements for a big global-thermal-nuclear-war.
He's trying to make Vetch feel better.
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Hearing the commrecordings
BINGO! Nejour!
F-O-U-R The Win!
He uses the term Four wrong, because he uses terms wrong all the time. It's possible he's referencing a specialty play in Droid Deathball. But that play can only score three points.
He listens a bit more.
Anything in that comm about where Harvinne or Captain Vesh might be? Is Captain Vesh even still on-planet? Where they drop off intel? Harvinne deserves a bit of skull busting.
Vetch listens to the message and shakes his head.
"Man, that sounds like the plot to a bad space opera. I'm more confused after reading that than I was before. Why did that marrowblight want to die over that?"
Vetch looks over at *The* Zane.
"Yeah, I guess you're right. We need to track down Vesh."
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Dash doesn’t know whether to be impressed that The Zane knows anything about Deathball, or irritated that he hardly knows anything about Deathball. Everyone knows the sport is based on a trinary system that scores three, not four.
Idiot.
”Well, this was a lame f@#%around.” He grumps. ”Not you Abe. Good work fixing the tablet. Now we know they played us. Yay.”
He turns to head back to the city. ”Pretty sure Vesh is on Nejeor with the Corpse Fleet. Let’s get back to the sh!tty place these zombie-f@#%ers call civilization and find out where it is.”