Woah.
Seven could only stare in wonder as Camrad's arrow caused the bad man to catch fire. What would Tolgy say about that? he wondered, imaging the dwarf cackling in glee. "What was that?" he asked Camrad. .
While the others examined the pictures on the wall, he poked around the charred remains of the body . Too many arms. He counted, slowly: ...three...four. "Four arms!" he declared proudly, in case anyone hadn't noticed.
Even if the threat was gone, Zaken did not stopped working until LEEK was once more fully operational.
"So... what are your thoughts? We keep moving forward? We go back to The Forge or we rest here in this room?" While he talked, Zaken was looking around, looking for anything interesting.
LOOT: 2 MW shortswords, 1 black access card, and 1 cloak of resistance +1
Seven moved fast to grab the swords. They were little, but sure were sharp. He compared them to his own weapon. While nice and shiny, they seemed sort of small. Plus, they weren't Tolgy's. He'd stick with his sword. The little black card would get the others excited, he knew. He wondered if it was flavored, but decided against biting into it. Come to think of it... He rummaged through his pack for a snack.
Then there was the cape. It seemed real nice. He wasn't quite used to wearing so many clothes and armor all the time, but Tolgy and Malka kept telling him it was important, so he did.
"I found stuff," he said, dropping everything in a pile in front of The Jeyne. .
As soon as Camrad neutralized the threat in such an impressive way, Malka was moving towards Seven. She dug out her cure potion and handed it to Seven. "I think you have used all of yours. Here take mine." She also pulled out her first aide kit and did what she could to bandage his many cuts. When she washed the cuts with an antiseptic, which was just really strong alcohol, she warned Seven, "This may sting but it will make sure the wound does not get infected."
As Malka worked on Seven, the asked Jeyne, "Is there a reason that you can only speak Androffan when we are fighting?"
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You came here early in the morning but remember that I make you take 20 on perception so you do take your time in each area.
Your guess is that after lunch sometime.
Let me know what you guys want to do.
You all can roll. If no roll was made, I'll usually take the average and move along.
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Please decide what you want to do so I can recap tomorrow.
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Once everyone was patched up relatively well, Malka suggested, "Shall we see what is behind door number three?"
Seven smiled as Malka offered the potion, drinking it in one big gulp. As she tended to his wounds he winced, though he hoped she didn't notice.
"There's bad things down here. We shouldn't sleep here unless someone stays awake to watch."
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"I found stuff," he said, dropping everything in a pile in front of The Jeyne.
Jeyne examined the pile critically; a silver mist crossed over her irises, and she picked up each item in turn. "No sign of magic influence on the swords. Or the card - I would imagine it is another access card, like the others. There are abjurative magics on the cloak, though...I cannot tell precisely what they are meant to ward against, but it does have protective qualities."
As Malka worked on Seven, the asked Jeyne, "Is there a reason that you can only speak Androffan when we are fighting?"
"It was only yesterday I discovered the issue - I had encountered no combat previously. And the phenomenon is accompanied by visual changes as well, almost a crystallization of the visual input, and aural interference. A malfunction in my bioelectrical circuitry, perhaps." She discussed the unknown issue in the same tone of voice with which she had described the swords moments before. "It is not the only peculiarity of this incarnation - perhaps it is related to the interference from this body's past."
"So... what are your thoughts? We keep moving forward? We go back to The Forge or we rest here in this room?"
"I would prefer to press on as long as possible. Any delay lessens the odds of Councilman Baine's safe return."
"Or the card - I would imagine it is another access card, like the others."
"Perhaps you are right and this is just another card but, just because it is black, I have a feeling that it might open something special... perhaps a door that the other simple cards can't!"
"There are abjurative magics on the cloak, though...I cannot tell precisely what they are meant to ward against, but it does have protective qualities."
"Hum... let me take a look..." Zaken took the cloak in his hands and examined it thoroughly.
Zaken smiled before throwing the cloak to Seven. "Hey, Seven, try this cloak, ok? It is magical and will protect you against many dangers... from explosions to poison and even against someone trying to mess up with your head!"
"I would prefer to press on as long as possible. Any delay lessens the odds of Councilman Baine's safe return."
Zaken shrugged. "Sure, lets move on then... but, just as a reminder, LEEK's shield charges are almost at the end..."
Woah.
Seven could only stare in wonder as Camrad's arrow caused the bad man to catch fire. What would Tolgy say about that? he wondered, imaging the dwarf cackling in glee. "What was that?" he asked Camrad. Tag Camrad.
“That...that was Erastil.” Camrad said as he walked past Seven, patting him on the shoulder. He kneeled down examining their newest haul. “Let's see what we got here.” he said, testing the sharpness of the blades and smiling slightly when one of them left a small cut on his thumb. “Don't really need these, but they're well made. Couldn't hurt to sell ‘em.”
"I would prefer to press on as long as possible. Any delay lessens the odds of Councilman Baine's safe return."
“No complaints here. Let's keep movin’, ‘least till sundown.” Camrad replied, looking out into the hallway to verify no more skeletons had followed them. “Looks like there's one door left.”
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"Careful of the fungus - it could be similar to that we found in the cavern outside the craft." Jeyne moved through the room carefully, watching as the equipment flashed near-indecipherable words and blurry images. "Malka...it seems whoever piloted this craft was familiar with creatures like your companion." She pointed to the screen as another image of Blu's relative flashed across it.
When the locked security bin was pointed out, Jeyne shifted her attention to it, staring intently at what she presumed to be its access panel. "Perhaps if I..." she started, but her words trailed off as the device began to absorb her attention fully. Her thumbs flashed across the panel, hoping to decipher its operating mechanism.
Seven walked alongside Malka, glancing warily around the big metal rooms. The look of this place was all too familiar to him and put him on edge. To him, it seemed they were only going deeper underground, and if Malka hadn't wanted to looking for Counsel Mintbane, he would never have come this far on his own. Still, the presence of Malka and the others was some comfort, and so he tried to be still and make some sense of all the lights.
The blood made him pause. He bent and ran a finger through it, trying to determine its age.
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Malka and Seven had spent so much time together that Malka could tell that this environment was stressing him. She smiled reassuringly up at Seven and said, "Not every place that looks like where we came from has doctors that want to hurt you. Besides, you have me now and a few other friends who will not let anyone hurt you like before."
"Malka...it seems whoever piloted this craft was familiar with creatures like your companion." She pointed to the screen as another image of Blu's relative flashed across it.
Malka quickly made her way over to Jeyne as she spoke. Blu's head perked up as he saw the images and Malka could feel his excitement. She tried to redirect his attention to the humanoid pictures with four arms to see if the images evoked fear. When the pictures became garbled, Malka instinctively tapped on the screen to see if they would reform. She found that sometimes it worked and sometimes it didn't. "It does seem like we found the origins of Blu's kind."
Yes, you can read the words in Androffan. They seem related to the desert habitat you came through and describe weather patterns, flora, fauna, etc.
The bin has nothing to read, just a white panel. And your attempt to open it failed.
Yes, he does. It seemed like the four-armed humanoids hunted the petromin for flesh and fur.
When Blu saw a picture of a four-armed humanoid replace that of another petromin, he immediately buried his face in Malka's neck and projected thoughts of fear and being pursued into her mind. "It seems like these creatures hunted Blu's kind. They may have come from the same place but they did not peacefully live together."
Wanting to avoid the mold and fungus as per Jeyne's suggestion, Malka said, "Shall we try the doors not infested by mold?"
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Yes, you can read the words in Androffan. They seem related to the desert habitat you came through and describe weather patterns, flora, fauna, etc.
The bin has nothing to read, just a white panel. And your attempt to open it failed.
The fact that the chambers were becoming more spacious did little to set at Camrad at ease. They were, after all, deep into dangerous territory now, so he had to remain on guard.
“Ain’t that jus’ swell, more mold.” he said with a sigh “You reckon we got any more acid?” he asked as he examined the fungus.
Yes, you can read the words in Androffan. They seem related to the desert habitat you came through and describe weather patterns, flora, fauna, etc.
The bin has nothing to read, just a white panel. And your attempt to open it failed.
Let's assume that once you identify an item you also know what it takes to make it work so yes.
When her efforts to open the bin proved in vain, Jeyne turned to the others, the bin still in one hand and the batteries and e-pick just discovered in the lockers in the other. "My efforts so far to open this have proven unfruitful. I can use this device to aid my efforts, but it will require power from the batteries, and being able to regain that charge is not a certainty. Do you wish me to proceed?" Her focus returned to the bin's panel, and she looked it over again, searching for some step she may have missed.
"Careful of the fungus - it could be similar to that we found in the cavern outside the craft."
Zaken inspected the mold at Jeyne's words. "No worries... if it is the same kind of mold I still have a couple of vials of acid or alchemist's fire..."
"Not every place that looks like where we came from has doctors that want to hurt you. Besides, you have me now and a few other friends who will not let anyone hurt you like before."
Zaken could not stop himself from thinking about the horrors that Seven have suffered in the hands of his doctors. "You might have really suffered before, my friend, and I'm so sorry about it... even if we have no doctors here trying to hurt you, the amount of other things trying to hurt us is pretty big, right?"
"My efforts so far to open this have proven unfruitful. I can use this device to aid my efforts, but it will require power from the batteries, and being able to regain that charge is not a certainty. Do you wish me to proceed?"
"Sure, why not? Let me help you, ok?"
There are three sets of double doors in this room:
- west (from where you came in);
- east; and
- north (bloodstains).
The mold is on the south wall (no doors).
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EDIT:
Wanting to avoid the mold and fungus as per Jeyne's suggestion, Malka said, "Shall we try the doors not infested by mold?"
Malka essentially ignored the mold as per Jeyne's suggestion and turned her attention towards the doors with the bloodstains. "That looks like a lot of blood lost," she murmured to herself. She joined Seven in examining the blood, trying to determine how long the blood had been there.
"Shall we try these doors first?"
Seven nodded and grunted in acknowledgement of Malka's and Zacken's nice words. He took a deep breath and placed himself in the front as they prepared to open the door.
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"Can we break it with Tolgy's sword?" Seven offered, trying to be helpful. "I can carry it, too."
The smell of blood. He knew that smell. And something else, something that smelled like fire and metal. Before the door opened all the way he knew he would see red. "Slow!" he barked, carefully stepping through the rubble, poking this pile of scrap or that jumble of wires with his sword (assuming I'm not carrying the bin). "Did the bad things do this? Like the one that tried to hurt Val?"
They followed the bloody tracks into the room, though Seven was surprised to see the blood had vanished. He looked around, searching for the presence of another.
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Action 2:
Malka's eyes widened as the door opened. She had thought there was a lot of blood before but it had only been a sprinkling compared to what was in this hall. "There is a chance that whomever this blood came from is no longer among the living."
"Did the bad things do this? Like the one that tried to hurt Val?"
The wizard leaned down and inspected the first pile of twisted metal she came to. "These seem to be violent remnants of automatons but I cannot tell if it is the same as the one that attacked Val." She looked down the hallway, "Four piles would suggest four automatons. It seems like there was quite a fight. Odd that there are no physical bodies around, only metal ones."
Action 3:
Malka was once again impressed as she explored the geology lab with everyone else. "It seems like a lot of our supposition was correct." She stroked Blu's fur and said, "It also looks like I now know where your kind came from, Blu. Kasath is quite different from here."
Seeing the absence of blood in this room put Malka on edge. "There is a good possibility that there may be another automaton about so be careful. Who else would meticulously clean up blood?"
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I think Seven's got it so yes, add it to your PC sheet.
You can try but, like you say, it may not work. You could try and bust is open as well like Seven suggested, but you risk damaging whatever is inside.
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Camrad laughed and patted Seven on the back. “Don't think we need to break anything just yet, but feel free to carry it if yer feelin’ up to it.”
I will out for a few days on vacation with very limited internet access. My last post will be tomorrow morning and I won't be back and posting until late Monday night (April 4th).
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"Hum... that was frustrating... if you wish we could take our time to open this bin..."
"There is a chance that whomever this blood came from is no longer among the living."
"Yeah... I have to agree... the same thing troubles me. Why there are no organic bodies? Oh, do you think those strangely colored stains are also blood? I mean, we have red blood but perhaps some other creature might have blue, yellow or green blood..."
Zaken also looked around, perplex with the sheer amount of information about many of the questions he was already asking himself but, yet, another one was added.
"There is a good possibility that there may be another automaton about so be careful. Who else would meticulously clean up blood?"
"Perhaps you are right, Malka, but perhaps there is another answer... take a look at the corridor before. We saw probably three big stains of blood on the entrance of the corridor, suggesting a fight against the automatons and then strange stains that could suggest the bodies were dragged to this room... perhaps the survivors took their wounded here to threat their wounds and then used this room as a base of operations, so they cleaned it..."
Moving his attention to the new information in Androffan, Zaken started to read it aloud, to allow those unfamiliar with the language to also understand the discussion. Well... looks like those skeletons and that zombie were from this Kasath planet...
"Hum... that was frustrating... if you wish we could take our time to open this bin..."
If you want to spend the time, a check of 35 would open it.
Unless I hear otherwise, I'll post what you find later today in the recap.
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"Hum... that was frustrating... if you wish we could take our time to open this bin..."
Malka nodded, "You might as well try what you can. Our only other option is to take it with us and open it by force later and then we may accidentally destroy what is inside."
Seven caught the piece of cloth as Zacken tossed it to him. He stood obediently as Malka secured it around his neck and guided it behind his shoulders. He wanted to protest, as he did not like the feeling of clothes much, and he'd already put on so many at Tolgy's command. But he believed them when they said he would need it, and he couldn't deny this cloak felt real nice, like a warm hug.
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"YES! Finally! What we have here... LEEK, help me here, please."
"Hum... these spheres are all grenades. These two are bang grenades, this one is a flash grenade and this a soft grenade... I do not recognize these other two items... Jeyne, Malka, have you ever saw something like this before? If there are no takers, I could see myself throwing these around when necessary..."
"In a forgotten cave and these are my friends... WAIT! Why am I asking this myself? No, I'm not the one asking this..." "...Holy crap, is that rotten melon, talking in my head?"
"Sure... why not, creepy thing..." Zaken then moved and opened the door to the corridor. "Feel free to go there... you'll be pretty satisfied..."
It smelled awful. Seven's first instinct was to smash the thing when it fell. He hardly noticed when the voice spoke in his head. He was so used to the whispering that it barely registered. But the other voice, the bad voice, it knew immediately. Seven could tell because it had shut up, crawling back into that imaginary space behind his eye and listening, apprehensive, as the new voice spoke. He paused.
This voice was different. It wasn't mean and nasty, for one thing, and it wasn't telling him to do bad bad things. He ran his hand through his hair, trying to find the spot where this one lived, but it seemed to be everywhere all at once. He looked at the others to see if they heard it too. Sure enough, they all looked surprised. He figured he'd talk back.
I, uh, guess you're...in my head, Seven thought as he lowered his sword, unsure what to say. Do you live there, too? I'm Seven. That's my name. Memories of the Doctors, Malka, Zacken, The Jeyne, and Camrad calling him 'Seven' began to unfold. Then the voice talked again. This is, uhh, an underground place. Have you seen Counsel Mintbane?
Seven knew what it meant to be hungry. Though he had plenty to eat these days, there were plenty of others when he didn't. But he also knew that the thing meant blood, and he knew it might be dangerous. Thankfully, Zacken had a good idea, and Seven waited to hear the thing's reaction.
But then he had another question, a real important one. His hand tightened on his weapon. Are you a...friend?
Action 1:
Jeyne, Malka, have you ever saw something like this before? If there are no takers, I could see myself throwing these around when necessary..."
Malka picked up the suit and felt the fabric. "I have seen something similar before. It is actually armor even though it is not metal." She gingerly picked up the stun gun and turned it over. She thought back to the guards at the Technic League and shuddered at the memory. "I have seen these used before. It is mainly used to incapacitate a foe because it is nonlethal. It gives a jolt of electricity at short range which overwhelms the body and causes them to fall prone."
Action 2:
Malka recoiled in disgust as the bulb with a huge mouth dropped from the ceiling. When an intelligent voice sounded in her head, she looked around in surprise with wide eyes, trying to find the source. It took only a moment to realize that it was the creature. Malka didn't like having her mind invaded and tried to shut it out. Once she began thinking about what may be capable of telepathy, she realized that it was a Cerebric Fungus and she took a step back to keep her distance.
Instead of answering the creature's questions by her thoughts, she asked her own out loud. "Where do you remember being if you do not know where you are now?
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Action 3:
"Feel free to go there... you'll be pretty satisfied..."
Malka had her doubts. "And what happens if that red food is not enough to sate its appetite?
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Once the fungus had moved away from the group, Malka shared with the others what kind of creature it was and that it was carniverous. "I would also keep your distance from its tendrils."
Yes, it seems sensible for you to carry the grenades, Zaken. Jeyne took the stun gun in hand and looked it over; while she couldn't shake the feeling that at least one of her pasts had carried such a weapon, it felt unfamiliar in her hands. The gun seems a valuable tool, but I do not trust myself to control it well enough to make use of it. Does anyone else think themselves able?
Jeyne was accustomed to hearing voices not her own in her head...but this one was different. Alien, and the creature it came from was unusual as well. Still, it had shown no malice as of yet. Curiosity was no major affront. [You are on a crashed vessel, likely very old. We think it came from a planet called Kasath, but now it is on a planet called Golarion. We were curious about the vessel, so we came to look at it. What brought you here?]
[Cerebric fungus: a carnivorous, intelligent fungus non-native to Golarion; its mental contact often proves hazardous to those not of its race or homeworld...]
Yet the contact had not proven harmful to her as of yet, and the creature was most definitely intriguing.
[As my companion has indicated,] Jeyne thought at the strange creature, uncertain if it was capable of non-telepathic communication, [there is more of the...red food in this other room. It is known to us as blood. If you have been in the ship since its fall, you likely have been deprived for some time...do you require the red food for sustenance, or is it merely pleasurable for you to consume?]
Camrad clutched his head as the fungus invaded his thoughts. “Ugh, get outta my head.” He said aloud. Heard rumors ‘bout yer kind and I can't say they were ‘specially flatterin’.
Red food? Guess it means blood. Camrad thought as he turned to his companions. “I don't think we should do it. Somethin’ tells me nothin’ good will come from givin’ this thing more food.” he said, preparing to pull out his longbow if necessary.
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