Hmm’s 1-99: Scoured Stars Invasion (Tier 5-6) (Inactive)

Game Master Hmm

First Seeker Luwazi Elsebo's voice rings out with more news of hope on each of your comm devices. ”Starfinders have penetrated the defenses of an ancient automated city on Callion-2. They discovered that a group of Starfinders visited the city a year ago, trying to find a way to help other Starfinders stuck on the desert planet of Callion-1. We’ll begin moving resources to Callion-1 immediately.”

City of the Ancients is now closed and Sands of Oblivion is now open.

Captain Mathus and her crew nod, and then as one hold up their palms, showing their Starfinder subdermal implants. All six glow on your screen as a Starfinder salute. "Fare well, Starfinders. Do well on your rescue mission and bring them home."

The ghost ship detaches from its relic, does one last flip around an ice rock, and then fades out as it flies away.

★ --- ★ --- ★ --- ★

You complete your mission, gathering data logs from ships eight and nine, the remains of the Empyrean Eye.

MISSION COMPLETED!

EVACUATION MISSION 2: CRACKED MIRROR

Historia-7 nods as you report once again in for duty. “Greetings, Starfinders. Our initial recon teams found dozens of our colleagues held in stasis on Agillae-5. Forcibly removing their bodies from the stasis pods would leave their minds are trapped in a virtual world, which means we’re sending you in to release them. Our specialists have put together a digital tether that allows you to enter the virtual world without getting trapped like your colleagues did. Still, you must careful. Even though nothing that happens in there is real, dying in the simulation might kill you.”

A team of Starfinder computer specialists waits at the facility. The lead specialist approaches you. ”Everything is ready. All you have to do is plug in.” he grabs your shoulder. ”Good luck.”

★ --- ★ --- ★ --- ★

Jacking in you instantly find yourself in a Cantina.

♫ Life could be a dream, life could be a dream
Do, do, do, do, sh-boom
Life could be a dream (sh-boom)
If I could take you up in my starships up above (sh-boom)
If you would tell me I'm the only one that you love
Life could be a dream, star friends
Hello, hello again, sh-boom and hopin' we'll meet again
Bom ba,
Hey nonny ding dong, alang alang alanga
Oh oh oh oh dip, a dibby dobby dip ♫

“You can call me Jodain,” The bartender tells you, as he sees you looking all about and in near shock. “Relax, have a drink. Or even eat something good and not worry about a thing. What’ll you have?”

★ --- ★ --- ★ --- ★

Computers: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (12) + 16 = 28

Perception: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (7) + 12 = 19

Al looks around to take stock of their surroundings, impressed with the fidelity of the virtual interface and pleased to have all of their equipment. They only engage in sightseeing for a few moments before turning to the bartender, trying to act in as casual of a manner as they can devise.

"Any synthetic coffee-based drinks would be most agreeable. A side-order of information would also significantly increase the likelihood of above-average gratuity and return-customers.

...what can you tell us of this place?"

Meanwhile, they will task their AI, Ruby, with sending a short text message to the rest of the team, informing them of the conclusions Al has already made (i.e. the first spoiler).

That could be the interview of a lifetime! But...

"Thank you for the message."Says Antoine. "We Will use this information."

Antoine cannot stop his fingers to take an image of the ship with a specialised Filter.

photojournalist: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (15) + 17 = 32

Computers: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (10) + 15 = 25
Culture: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26

"Most curious." Sev remarks. "Whatever entities constructed this virtual reality simulation clearly had some access to information regarding the Society--at least on some level. However, it was my understanding that the Scoured Stars region had had relatively little contact with the Society prior to the Incident."

"Is it possible that the information used to create these simulations was pulled from the minds of the incapacitated agents? If not, then it would suggest that the Incident may have been preceded by an earlier data collecting mission from entities within the Scoured Stars region."

Culture: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

Ivok takes a moment to flex his muscles, testing parameters of the simulation. After a moment he seems satisfied with the process nodding with agreement to Al.

"Sorry for our break in. What do you call this cantina?"

Antoine nods at the bartender while he looks around him.

This place feel familiar. Why?he wonders.

The middle-aged photojournalist tries to recall his early Days when he followed critics.

"Thank you for the message."Says Antoine.

culture: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15

Turning to the bartender, Sev inquires, "Am I correct, Jodain, that you are part of the simulation?"

The Starfinder searches his databanks to see if the name may be among those of the agents of the Society.
Culture re Jodain: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20

The android turns toward the others that he recognizes as Starfinders. "Are you aware of any indicia that will allow us to identify the trapped agents we seek?"

Computers: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

Culture: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (4) + 12 = 16

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23

"Thank you for the offer, but we do not have time for drinks right now, we are looking for our friends, have you seen them? Sorami ask the bartender. While she is waiting for a response, she telepathically projects if that's possible in the simulation I believe that the simulation is likely trying to make us feel comfortable so we do not want to leave.

Mysticism: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20
Culture: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (4) + 15 = 19

Something about this feels wrong...

Soft music, being told to relax and don’t worry. I wonder if it is designed to make us forget there is a real world?

“Yes, thank you for the offer but right now we are concerned about our friends. I doubt we will be able to relax at all before they are found.”

@Sorami — telepathy is absolutely allowed. Bold italics for telepathic conversation please.

Jodain pours out the synthetic coffee that Al ordered and answers Sev. “Part of the ‘simulation’?” He shakes his head and holds up the coffee cup. “Part of the ‘stimulation’, maybe. This place doesn’t need a name — it’s just ‘The Place’.” Jodain beams. “I can serve whatever you like. Why don't you go and meet all the friendly folks who live here. But remember, we're all happy here, so don't say or do anything that might upset them.”

He gestures outside, where you see a group of bikers happily congregating with tools and vehicles in the parking lot. Across the street, there is a library where another more scholarly group is chatting on the steps. Down the corner, there is a picnic where people are happily feasting. “This is a great place,” Jodain beams. “Go, socialize, and find where you belong.’

Which group are you heading to?

• Bikers
  
• Scholars
  
• Picnicers

To make a group of Starfinders remember who they are, you must succeed at two or all three of the following persuasion checks: Bluff, Diplomacy, or Intimidate. There may be other skills that you can use, depending on the group and their interests, to make these social skills easier.

Each skill can only be used once with each group.

Al takes the coffee mug and inspects its contents. When the answers given do not seem to provide any useful intelligence, the android simply nods and puts it down on the bar, along with a few pieces of hard currency (that Al knows will still be in their pocket when they exit the simulation and so they have no issue "spending" it). They look to their teammates to see what group they wish to approach first.

Neon Ten suggests “Shall we visit with the scholars in the library first?”

"With the weight of our knowledge, the library seems to be the first place we should go. Hopefully from there we can stretch our muscles in this world."

Sev nods at the suggestion to head to the library.

Approaching the scholars, the android says, "Greetings! The one called Jodain from the Place suggested that we may find stimulation among you. This unit, personally, has a number of theories and postulates that some may describe in such a manner. Tell me, what subjects do you find to be stimulating?"

As Sev approaches, he sees five scholarly Starfinders — an android, a damaya lashunta, a kasatha, and two shirrens — engage in a heated debate about Golarion. "Clearly it's the most diverse ecosystem," the android insists. He pauses in the debate only long enough to gesture to Sev to join their circle, patting a seat on the steps next to him. "Welcome, fellow scholar. We were discussing interplanetary politics, economics and alliances."

In front of them is a rather detailed chalk drawing on the sidewalk before the steps. Disconcertedly, the images in the chalk drawing are moving. It shows the Pact Worlds system -- the worlds and all their satellites -- including, oddly, Golarian. The planets are rotating, their satellites spinning around them.

"Most politically and culturally diverse, I'll grant you. So many of the gods arose from there." One of the Shirren points to Castrovel. "But most ecologically diverse? Have you been to Castrovel?"

The lashunta looks thoughtful. "There's something special about Golarian, though. It's the most important world in our system. An economic powerhouse, a center for the arts..."

The Kasatha snorts. "Overrated, if you ask me. Where's Golarian's respect for tradition?"

Extra Skills: If you want, before doing a social skill you can start to shake them out of their comfort zone with a Culture, Physical Science or Mysticism check and great roleplay.

"I can tell you that, compared to the Pact, the Veskarium is much more solidified on internal trade and politics. The Pact being at the center of such diversity would support such a claim."

Ivok holds himself with some pride thinking of his home but quickly adds, "The Starfinders are themselves a widely diverse group, drawn from across the galaxy and they drew their own inspiration from a group on that world."

Gesturing to the chalk drawing, Ivok waves at it and turns his attention to the scholars.

"That world is vanished though with no sign of why. The Starfinders are seeking answers to that mystery. If they were to fall, that may never go answered."

Aid to Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

Culture: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (17) + 15 = 32

Weird that it shows Golarian. I wonder how the simulation is generating the drawing.

"I've been to Castrovel recently, a charity event to preserve the ecosystem. Radaszam, one of the current leaders of the Starfinder Society, was a major sponsor of it."

They shouldn't have any up to date information on the society. Let's see what happens when I interject some...

"You do know of him, don't you?"

"Curious. It would appear that the information utilized to construct this.. Place... failed to include information regarding the existence of the Gap." Sev notes to his crewmates before engaging the scholars in discussion. "A fact that is, ironically, consistent with the existence of the Gap."

Approaching the scholars, the android notes, "My vesk companion speaks true about the disappearance of Golarion."

Sev continues, "It is not known whether the disappearance was the result of some natural or supernatural event. However, given the fact that the destruction of a planet of Golarion's size would undoubtedly having impacted the orbits of its closest solar worlds and their satellites--not to mention the fact that in its place has appeared a massive space station of unknown design--that the events regarding the planet's disappearance were predominantly supernatural in nature."
Physical Science: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (12) + 14 = 26

To help shake the wayward Starfinders back to the present, Al will pick upon their discussion of Castrovel, focusing on the underlying geology and how that led to the prominence of the formians on that world despite the magical advantages the elves and lashunta had long before the insectoid race's rise to prominence in planetary governance. Al hopes to use this to force the scholars to retrace their educational steps all the way from the minerals of the Pact World system to those of the Scoured Stars.

(Would do more rp but only have a little bit of time to post and don't want to slow everyone else down)

Physical Science: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (3) + 18 = 21
(Bah, bah I say!)

As always, Antoine takes some distance from the group like he was in the real world. He looks and listens to the scholars and realize something.

Wow… Their thinking is so narrow-minded. I am no professor, but my life experience showed me that the world is bigger than the pact worlds. Their discussion is so sterile that It feel they just masturbate intellectually themselves.

Looking for a way to realize this thing to them, Antoine walks up close to the chalk drawing. His fingers touch the drawing. A little dot appears, proving the chalk drawing can be manipulated.

I got it.

May I have your attention please! Shouts Antoine. Thank you. I know that Golarion is a special planet for a lot of people. But for a prestigious discussion about “interplanetary politics, economics and alliances” there some data we need to digest. First, the sun….”

Aided by his fixer, Antoine adds numerous details about the pact worlds.

” And beyond the pact world, we have…”

With a flap of his hands, the drawing of the Pact Worlds reduces, and Antoine create drawings of the Veskerium and all the other systems and planet he and his fixer knows about. He even sff the scoured stars system.

” And we must not forget that universe is not limited to the material plane…”

And Antoine reduces again the enormous drawing he done to add the multiple plane of existence.

” If we need to talk about this, we need that. Golarion is not the center of the universe.”
physical: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (5) + 17 = 22
mysticism: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (3) + 17 = 20
Bluff: 1d20 + 13 + 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 13 + (2) + 1 = 23
Cunning liar: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (1) + 13 = 14

"That is very true, Ivok, Sev, and Antione" Sorami adds. "But, there will be ample time for scholarly debate later for now we have a more pressing matter."

"It seems you have forgotten an important appointment you all have, Sorami continues myself I am a Starfinder but I am also a diplomat from the planet Castrovel, have you not forgotten the conference that you have to attend sponsored by the Castrovellean government? Its most important that you come with us so that we can usher you there, you wouldn't want to be late for your poster sessions would you?"

Bluff: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (6) + 17 = 23

Pedantic GM Stuff

Bluff has been already been rolled with this group. Each skill check can be done only ONCE with EACH group. So you can aid, but you cannot roll separate checks. The same applies for Culture, Physical Science or Mysticism. Once it is rolled, you can only aid, not roll separately.

So we have Neon Ten’s culture of 32, Sev’s Physiical Science of 26, and Antoine’s 20 for Mysticism.

For the main rolls, we have Antoine’s Bluff of 23, but no rolls yet for Diplomacy or Intimidate.

Wonder how many of these fellows know their math well enough to know that Chaos Theory has nothing to do with the outer planes?

“Center is such a difficult concept anyways when you take into account the influences of the outer planes such as the Elysian Fields. Even using advanced Chaos Theory it is only possible to put bounds on how much they may expand or contract over a relatively short period.”

Aid Bluff: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21
Aid Mysticism: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 30

"Good people, we must admit, your purpose here is not what it seems. You are actually Starfinder agents who have been trapped here against your will, please come with us and we will help you get back to where you belong. Sorami offers the assembled scholars in hopes that this will convince them to snap out of it.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (9) + 17 = 26 I think I'm the highest modifier for this, so acting as primary

“There is so much more of The Vast to explore! Surely you want to feed your intellectual curiosity!”

Aid Diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

As the group discusses current events with the scholars, they try multiple ways to shake the scholars out their delusion of a current and active Golarian. Ivok reminds them of the whole empire of the Veskarium, and mentions that Golarian has gone missing. Neon Ten discusses current Starfinders, reminding them about the society. Sev gets technical, discussing details of the Gap. Al focuses on Castrovel, solidifying their grip on reality. Antoine starts manipulating the chalk drawing, and discovers that Golarian starts disappearing — replaced by a growing Absalom Station. Then Antoine and Neon work together, shaking the scholars further with the memories of other planes of existence.

With all this data, all the Starfinders seem shaken out of their complacency. The android scholar appears perplexed. “What is this feeling that I am experiencing? Emotions are so confusing...” He stares at the growing image of Absalom Station, and then points to it, blinking. “I awoke there in a renewal creche. I had a mission, something crucial that I was doing.”

Then Sorami simply asks the Starfinders to leave, telling them that they are trapped and the android turns to her. “I remember. I REMEMBER.” He reaches out and grabs Sorami’s urgently. “Listen. We can’t leave the simulation. Not yet. We’ve all been bound in here too long. You need to hurry up and detach us, just like you’ve been doing. Keep at it, and don’t give up.”

The android wavers, and then says, “I think I remember my name. Historia-6? I was... someone important, I think. A leader?”

Neon Ten blinks when he hears the name.

“Dataphiles. One of those you mentored took on the name Historia-7 in your honor and has done a lot to gather intelligence for this mission.”

“DATAPHILES. Yes.” Historia-6 nods, looking determined now.

“I have something you can use while in the simulation, a secret technique.” Historia-6 whispers in your ear. “Open your eyes to see beyond this illusion, and you can learn about your opponents.”

The technique will help everyone in the team see their enemies' DR, resistances, and current HP as a free action — it lasts only in the virtual world.

"I know this may be like asking you to go for a marathon after a month of bed rest, but do you recall how you all you were placed in the simulation? Did you do this to protect yourselves and it got corrupted or was this all the plot of some other entity?"

"In any case, we will not give up. This is something we will see to the end. I promise you that," Ivok states as he takes a resolute posture in the face of all the terror that has been inflicted.

If this is all we can do to help Historia-6 and the other scholars for now, then I would suggest to attempt to detach the bikers next.

Mysticism (Aid): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28

"Utilize your memory as an anchor to aid in your resistance of whatever force seeks to hold you in this Place." Sev suggests.

Sev is at minuses for all social skills. He should not aid if there is a chance that his failure may affect the outcome.

I'm fine with going for bikers next.

"Well, we best follow his advice and start mingling with one of the other groups."

Sorami will follow the group wherever they decide to go. Bikers is fine.

♫ Life's like a cycle, it's got tools
Learn to fix it, and learn the rules
Sometimes you bend and sometimes you stand
Sometimes you polish your ride with your hands
There's no world out beyond that door
There's no need to go off and explore
Where friends are loud and the beer does pour
Take pride in your ride - you need no more

Life is a skyway
Someday I'll fly it all night long
If you're going my way
Someday I'll fly it all night long ♫

Five Starfinders—a human, two lashuntas, an ysoki, and a vesk—wear leather jackets and protective clothing. They tune-up expensive-looking enercycles. "So... I've been thinking that what I really want to do is soup up this bike's burrow speed, add a few null space storage pods, and racing stripes," The vesk enthuses.

The ysoki pulls some more tools out of his cheek pouches as he clambers under his bike. "Racing stripes? Naw, man. Go with a full out flame design. I swear, it makes the enercycle faster."

The others laugh. "Wouldn't that be nice if all it took to go fast was a sweet paint job?" The lashunta grins. "Still... Pride in your Ride, right!"

"Pride in your Ride! Pride in your Ride! PRI-I-I-IDE IN YOUR RI-I-I-I-IDE!" They all chant and shout, pumping fists in the air. None of them seem to be in any hurry to actually go anywhere. There are half-drunk beers, and tools strewn all over the place, while they go on and on about how great the bikes are.

Additional Checks to make it easier to shake them out of their obsessions: You can attempt an Engineering or Piloting check to point out weird flaws in the virtual bikes’ design. Don't forget Diplomacy, Bluff or Intimidate!

Engineering (Aid): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (20) + 13 = 33

"Pardon me." Sev interjects, pointing at the ysoki's bike,"However, the current design configuration of your enercycle is flawed, unless, by 'full flame design' you meant, 'high-temperature ignition of propellant fuel resulting in catastrophic conflagration."

Piloting (Aid): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (1) + 13 = 14

"Likewise," he comments to the vesk, "the addition of null storage pods on your 'Ride' would result in an imbalance on the gyroscope, causing a containment failure within the fuel storage tank. Accordingly, a 'souping up' of your bike's burrow speed would inevitably result in you receiving 'soup on' your choice leather garments."

Recalling the recent mission to the dinosaur planet, Sev adds, "If there is one thing of which I have recently been made aware, it is that poor structural design can result in one getting covered in 'soup'."

The android's trainee shadows continues to quietly shadow him.
I forgot about the field trainee boon, so I can attempt an aid on social skills at +3, if someone thinks it helpful.

Aid Engineering: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (13) + 16 = 29

Yang aid another Diplomacy: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (5) + 13 = 18 (or Bluff/Intim if we're going either of those routes)

Neon Ten nods along as Sev+ explains the flaws in the design. He then expands on what Sev+ said.

"You would have all sorts of problems with getting enough oxygen into the system as well. I suppose you could add some LOX tanks, but at that point you might as well put in a full life support system for the rider."

He cocks his head to the side and twitches his whiskers. "With a full life support system, perhaps you could even afford to use more powerful propulsion. Something to really make it fly!"

Engineering, 2 Aids so far: 1d20 + 17 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 17 + 4 = 25
Piloting, 1 Aid so far: 10 + 12 + 2 = 24

Aid Bluff: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14

The Vesk looks uncertain. "You don't think the burrowing speed and null spaces are good ideas?"

We've got our engineering. How about piloting or social skills?

Botting Antoine

Antoine gets out his camera and takes photos of the vehicles.

“People can’t see you when you are burrowing! It doesn’t matter how good your ride is if no one sees it! As for Null Space, it might be good for hauling cargo but it doesn’t make the ride better.”

Looking up into the sky, he muses “What really looks good is flying! Imagine leaving a trail of flames behind as you go! Cruising up there and feeling the Gs as you maneuver! That is where it is at!” He points directly up into the sky.

Aid Pilot: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (15) + 14 = 29 Neon’s Pilot roll is now a 26
Bluff, don’t you want to fly (in space), Neon Ten’s Aid: 1d20 + 13 + 1d6 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 13 + (6) + 1 + 2 = 30

Now we need the Diplomacy or Intimidate.

"Well, I must admit they aren't the worst ideas, but well, they are just ideas. If you just stay here talking and talking, but never actually going anywhere, what use are those? You need to get out of this rut and put these to use!"

Ivok gesticulates wildly trying to build a fire in them and fill them full of energy and a drive to go somewhere.

Aid Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13
Aid Intimidate: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21

“I know that my life became a lot more interesting when I started going out there, seeing the sights for myself.” Neon adds, making a sweeping motion with his arms as he speaks.

Aid Diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

“You aren’t afraid of taking risks, are you?”

Aid Intimidate: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18

"While your bikes are all excellent, I think you have a higher calling, you are all Starfinders and you have been lost for some time, if you come with us there will be plenty of time to work on your bikes later. They are pretty sweet. Sorami lets out a sly smile.

Diplomacy, Primary: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (9) + 17 = 26 with 2 aids in 30.

"I'm a Starfinder?" The vesk looks down at the tools that he's been holding, and puts them down. "I'm.... Silask."

"What have I been doing?" He looks around, puzzled, as the other Starfinders start to put down their tools, then a realization hits him. "Oh, CRAP! How long have we been down here?"

"Well, however long it was, I learned how to build stuff and tinker with equipment in this 'Place'. Let me share a few tips with ya."

He shares a secret technique that allows all of you to change what type of damage their weapons deal as though they had a corrosive, flaming, frost, or shock weapon fusion (each PC can choose one of the listed fusions).

Culture: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (19) + 15 = 34

“The explorer? I have been taking some of the survival coursework at the Lorespire and the instructors still talk of you. Evidently your work is the basis for much of the program!”

Guess it is on to the picnickers.

Do we pick now or once we are using the fusions?

@ Neon - Pick now and just select a variety.
____

With the bikers coming out of their stupor, you head off to the picnic!

♫ Going on a picnic, time to go and play
If it doesn't rain, we'll stay all day
Did you bring the sandwiches?
(Yes I've brought the sandwiches)
Did you bring the tea cakes?
(Yes I've brought the tea cakes)
Ready for a picnic, here we go ♫

Six Starfinders — a dwarf, two kasathas, two humans, and a shirren — enjoy a picnic in a park that looks about as realistic as a children's cartoon from Absalom Station's children's network. There's happy singing flowers, and little birds that chirp winsomely. The Starfinders are all wearing lacy fashionable clothes as they lounge about on the grass. They have a picnic basket filled with sandwiches, crackers, fruit and an old fashioned tea pot.

The group marvels at the beauty of the natural world. “Ain’t it great to be outdoors, smell the flowers, feel the wind and sun on your face?”

Additional Checks: You can attempt Life Science, Perception, or Survival checks, pointing out that the sensations they’re experiencing are nothing compared to the real thing.

Survival: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (13) + 11 = 24
Life Science: 10 + 15 = 25

Neon Ten watches the birds for a bit.

“Strange, we have the flowers and the birds, but no bees! There should be some sort of wildlife to pollinate the flowers.”

Digging with his toe into the dirt, he says “The grass is manicured to exacting specifications, but no worms or other creatures to turn the soil.”

Looking to the group of picnicking Starfinders, he adds “I love the outdoors! The wildness of life with all it’s interactions.” Gesturing towards the flowers he says “This is more like a terrarium than a park!”

Life Science (aid): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (20) + 13 = 33

"That solar energy is insufficient to a facilitate adequate vitamin production in most organic life forms." sev notes.

Perception (aid): 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (8) + 0 = 8
He then looks for things other than ants.

Ivok takes a moment to take a deep breath of the fresh simulated air. "This place is lovely. No one to shoot you, no alien vermin, and giant dinosaurs to eat you."

"But those struggles make us stronger and let us savor the good that much more! As my mother told me, if you want to Granaza fruit, then you need to deal with the thorns. Everything here is so safe and comfortable. Nothing push you back! All of this is bland without the challenge!"

Ivok kneels down to impress his message even more using his professional skill any more to encourage these people out of their daydreams. "You can sit here and relax or you can reach out and see if there is something more! Find more beautiful skies! Taste more amazing foods! Wear more exotic clothing! But none of that will happen if you just sit here just accepting this! You need more! You deserve more! Now reach out and find it!"

Diplomacy Aid: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24
Bluff Aid: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14