Going to bot our favorite psychotic vesk for this round.
Azimuth Laser Pistol: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15
damage, +1 photon: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Sovokolok-Asnari goes all photon, moves up and takes cover behind the forklift, then takes a shot with his laser pistol and hits!!
Feather Harpoon 1 vs KAC, full attack, 1 range increment: 1d20 + 10 - 3 - 2 ⇒ (15) + 10 - 3 - 2 = 20
Damage 1 Piercing: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
Feather Harpoon 2 vs KAC, full attack: 1d20 + 10 - 3 ⇒ (13) + 10 - 3 = 20
Damage 2 Piercing: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
In response to Telwyn and Sovolok's attacks, the stalker launches a feather back at the two of them. The first hits Telwyn despite the cover! The second finds a gap through the forklift and hits Sovolok-Asnari!
Round 2 cont'd & Round 3
The following characters in bold may take their action:
Feather Stalker (-10)
Sovokolok-Asnari hisses a curse as the creature strikes him again. "Creature you are truly worthy to die by our hands." With that he fires off two rounds at the creature while the mote around his head begins to move pulse faster and faster.
Azimuth Laser Pistol, Full Attack: 1d20 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (8) + 2 - 4 = 6
damage, Photon: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Azimuth Laser Pistol, Full Attack: 1d20 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (19) + 2 - 4 = 17
damage, Photon: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Sovokolok's taking a lot of fire! Gotta distract the creature.
"Over here, ugly!" he shouts.
Aazanar advances up to the power recharger in the vehicle bay, taking cover behind it. He flings his spear again.
Thrown Spear: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14 ...maybe
Spear Damage +1 photon: 1d6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 1 = 8
With cover I should have EAC 17, KAC 18.
After striking the spear returns to his hands.
Telwyn acts up the shot as a more grievous injury (though it sure did hurt) and after appearing out of the fight takes another shot at the mess of feathers.
Bluff: 1d20 + 11 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 11 + 4 = 22
Concealment: 1d100 ⇒ 48
Energy Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
Electric Damage: 1d6 + 1d4 ⇒ (6) + (4) = 10
Her shot flying wide she blames it on the darkness. "Blast! I was THIS close to buying those very stylish infrared glasses!"
Oh, right, there's dim lighting in here, isn't there?
Miss Chance (1-20 misses): 1d100 ⇒ 88
Trick Attack (Stealth) DC23: 1d20 + 12 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 12 + 4 = 30
Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16
Fire Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 4
TA Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 4
With the ghosts' voices silented, Myr'iad is finally able to concentrate of the task at hand! They disappear behind their cover briefly before popping back out at the same place and firing off another charge from the laser pistol!
'See what we can achieve with silence?'
The party is finding its rhythm as it lays down a vicious round of attacks at the overgrown but deadly feather duster!!
Sovokolok-Asnari unleashes a couple laser bolts and the second shot hits! Aaz gets within comfortable throwing range and hurls a spear at the target, just managing to hit it! Telwyn curses the lack of lighting in this place as her shot goes wide but Myr'iad, getting the various voices in her head to work together, manages to place a shot on a particularly singe-prone feather!
Round 2 cont'd & Round 3
The following characters in bold may take their action:
Feather Stalker (-10-3-8-8 = -29)
Hirix sends back to Telwyn "Can't live without them love. Stylish and damned practical." She keeps up her slow and steady fire at the feather stalker, looking for an opening in its defenses.
Trick Attack (Sense Motive): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (6) + 13 = 19
Az. Laser Pistol: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15
Az. Laser Pistol damage (fire): 1d4 ⇒ 3
|Brezaki "Bonesaw" Mihkinz|
Brezaki focuses and concentrates on the feathery beast. I don't know much about this creature, but it doesn't seem mindless. I hate doing this, but we need to take it down before it kills anyone else.
Brezakie casts mind thrust I at the feather stalker.
Mind Thrust: 2d10 ⇒ (5, 1) = 6 Will DC 14 for 1/2 damage
Hirix's shot injures the stalker while Bonesaw thrusts nightmares of being turned into a feather duster into its head. Overcome with depression at the thought... it dies.
Moments after the stalker goes down, a contingent of station security moves into the warehouse to start removing cargo and freeing up space for the Exo-Guardians. They state that they saw your kill via security cameras and thank you for your assistance. They'll wrap things up and your party may move on when you're ready.
Go ahead and take any actions or make any statements as you wrap up combat. I'll lay out the beginning of the next danger-filled setting....THE MALL!!
You arrive at the closest mall that is selling the limited edition physical copy of Stawberry Machine Cake's albulm, Star Sugar Heartlove. As you approach, there is a very audible, very loud din and as you get closer, you realize it is from the massive crowd, formed into a line that snakes all around the mall. The line consists mostly of kids busy making duck faces while taking selfies. Scattered here and there, are some kids even younger - brought here by their obviously horrified parents beside them who did not know what they were getting into. Aside from the parents, you notice NO ONE in line is your age - they're all at least half or less. As you walk towards the end of the line, you get nothing but stares from the kids who then giggle at each other saying things like: "Oh my gods! What are they wearing?!?!" "Wow, look at them, they're ancient!!" "Whatever! As long as they don't stand next to me!"
When you find the end of the line, the music shop isn't even visible to you as it is in an entirely different wing of the mall. That's how long the line is... you poor sods.
Everyone give me a fortitude save!!
Fortitude: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12
Aazanar gets jostled to and fro by the kids despite being bigger than any of them.
"Wow, this is a bigger crowd even than when they released Candy Floss Comet Ride!"
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"Well that thing was sure tougher than those corp thugs. Ouch!" Telwyn exclaims as she cleans up her wound.
I'm guessing it's not a problem to take a 10 minute break to recover stamina now?
Fortitude: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11
Telwyn gives Aaz a quizical stare then notices a Strawberry Machine Cake poster behind him. "Hmmm I wonder..."
Can Telwyn try to disguise as one of these strawberry things and attempt to set off a celebrity sighting to thin the line out while she avoids being trampled by tweens?
Hirix spins and holsters her laser pistol. "Tough critter. Haven't seen a fella take a bunch of slugs like that without lagging before. Bones, whatever you did... keep that for next time too, yeah?"
She takes a short break to recover from the fight. Spending 1 RP to regain SP
Upon spotting the line, Hirix's shoulders slump and she immediately pulls out a new cigarette to light. "The hell I'm going in there. What do you wonder Telwyn? You got a plan to deal with these runts?"
If Telwyn plans to disguise herself as a diversionary tactic, Hirix will help with it.
Disguise (aid): 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (11) + 0 = 11
Sovokolok-Asnari takes a moment to seal up any tears in his second skin suit being completely quiet about the fight that just occurred. Use 1 resolve point
He remains this way even after they reach the mall and are foced the mobs of young whelps. With grim determination he makes for the back of the line but stops when he sees the others planning on how to move to the front.
Fort save (if necessary): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23
"You all get in line, I'm going to try to thin the crowd. Hirix could you give me a hand? Aaz, in a few minutes one of the strawberries is gonna come through here. I want to to act as excited as if I was the real thing and give chase to get an autograph or something. Hopefully we'll start a stampede and won't get caught in it!"
Telwyn nabs the poster and moves to a more secluded spot, and with Hirix's help tries to recreate whatever this look is.
Disguise: 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 9 + 2 = 16 hopefully thats good enough for a bunch of kids she's not directly talking to.
Bluff: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (10) + 11 = 21
Telwyn's plan is to then pass by Aaz and shout back at him "OMG I said like no autographs, I'm like late for our totally bae secret launch concert! It starts in like 5 minutes! Strawberry sweetness forever!"
Then she takes off somewhat alongside the line, and will start running if anyone (Aaz, kids, whoever) start to follow.
In interest of making the disguise as convincing as possible, Hirix searches up information about Strawberry Machine Cake and their members on a public terminal.
Culture: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27
Holding a cigarette in her mandibles, she adjusts the eleventy-thousand bows on Telwyn's disguise "Its a wonder these birds can stay standing, much less flit about on stage, with outfits like these."
Fort Save: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Stealth: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17 Uhhh... yeah neither of those is good...
Myr'iad plans to attempt to sneak into a position further down the line while using Telwyn's distraction...
However, I think that failed Fort save is really going to screw me.
|Brezaki "Bonesaw" Mihkinz|
"I see a few bruises, but it doesn't look like any of those nasty feathers broke through anyone's skin. That's good."
Brezaki shakes her head at Myr'iad, Telwyn, and Hirix's attempts to sneak to the head of the line and mumbles to herself "I hate when people jump the queue like that. I'm just going to get in line like everybody else."
Fort save: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Several hours later.
Man, my dogs are a barkin'. Kind of wish I tried to jump the queue like those other guys. I never get away with that kind of stuff though. Ughh...is this line even moving?
Telwyn dresses up as a band member and with Hirix's help and does a fairly decent job. It won't hold up to close inspection, but is convincing enough for Telwyn to pull off her plan. With Hirix's coaching on how to act like one of the band members and with Aaz pretending to chase after Telwyn, she manages to fool a good chunk of kiddies in line to chase after her. Telwyn and Aaz end up running through the mall away from the music shop with a HERD of tweens behind them.
Meanwhile, the distraction and reduced crowd size gives Myr'iad a chance to slip into line far ahead of where the party would've been if the party had not attempted to 'engineer' a better position in line.
Brez, however, politely gets into the back of the line, although it has already been significantly shortened by Telwyn and Aaz's antics.
Telwyn, Aaz, Myr'iad, and Brez, please also give me a reflex save.
Hirix & Sovokolok-Asnari: Do you decide to join into the line as well? If yes, please give me a fort and a reflex save if you haven't already. If you don't join in the line, feel free to describe what you're doing as you see Telwyn and Aaz run off in one direction with a stampede chasing after them, while Myr'iad cuts into line, ingeniously (but perhaps unfairly?) placing her ahead of a bunch of poor wide-eyed little kids and Brez hops into the very back of the line.
Woo! Starfinders at their best! I love it!
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Reflex: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
Telwyn telepathizes to any party members in range Wow I wasn't sure this was gonna work THIS well. Now we just got to lose these twerps. Strawberry sweetness forever!!!!!
Ref: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21
'Well done, Myr'iad, a little sloppy, but well done nonetheless. Standing around in this queue is a very inefficient use of our time; however, if we want to impress the Starfinder hierarchy, then we will do what we must.'
'Thank you. We agree. We truly hope this is more than a simple run for a music album.'
'We all do as well!'
Myr'iad suppresses a light chuckle as the chorus of inner ghost resound their utter agreement!
Hirix sends to Myriad "Could you do me a favor and get one of those records for me? I'll go help our little impostor."
She runs parallel to the crowd to spot where Telwyn and Aaz are running off to and then sends a loud "They went that way!" in undirected telepathy to split the crowd into less dangerous chunks.
Bluff: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (6) + 0 = 6
If you need them:
Fort: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
Ref: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21
|Brezaki "Bonesaw" Mihkinz|
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Semi-botting Aaz and Sovokolok-Asnari here as we're just about finished with this mission.
As the heard of tweens and young teens chase after Aaz (who was ironically 'pretending' to chase Telwyn but has now placed himself in mortal danger from the stampeded) and Telwyn, Hirix mentally broadcasts his message to a chunk of kids towards the back who can't actually see Telwyn. That secondary stampede now rages on in a different direction... right towards Hirix!!
Fortunately, Hirix manages to dodge out of the way, suffering no ill effects.
Meanwhile, Telwyn and Aaz are running for their lives, weaving in and out of the mall, dodging and jumping or ducking underneath obstacles such as On Sale signs, cardboard cutouts of icons selling products, mannequins displaying clothes, etc!
Aaz Reflex: 1d20 ⇒ 1
As Telwyn and Aaz keep running, Aaz slips on some slushy drink spilled onto the floor, then gets trampled by dozens of little kids that were right behind him as they continue to chase Telwyn. The pounding of little feet does 1d4 ⇒ 1 bludgeoning damage to Aaz but the kids eventually pass and Aaz is in the clear but prone on the floor, in a puddle of slushy drink, small little kid-sized footprints all over him.
Telwyn continues to run, turns a corner and spies an instant photo booth. Before anyone can see, she ducks in, rips off her disguise and stuffs any evidence of the disguise into her pack. A few of the kids think they saw the Strawberry band member enter that photo booth so they excitedly wait until the stampede has moved on, then walk up to the booth and quickly throw the curtain open!! But when the only person they see is Telwyn, they groan in disappointment, "Oh... darnnit. It's just some old lady..." and they walk away. Telwyn exits the booth and walks off, mission accomplished. However, the ordeal has left her fatigued.
Sovokolok-Asnari stands there, looking at Myr'iad's position in line, then look at Brezaki's position. Then looks again at Myr'iad and then again at Brezaki.
Myr'iad or Brezaki: 1d2 ⇒ 1
Sovokolok-Asnari thinks to himself, 'Screw this, vesk do NOT wait in line more than is absolutely necessary!!' and he joins in line with Myr'iad, cutting in front of a significant number of kiddies. As a few of those kiddies immediately behind Myr'iad and Sovokolok-Asnari begin to protest, Sovokolok-Asnari turns and growls at them. The kids immediately silence themselves and look down, tapping away at their datapads - no doubt posting complaints about vesk on the station's social media segments of the infosphere.
Brez sees this happening in line waaaaaaaay ahead of him and facepalms, thinking to himself 'And that right there is why most of the universe thinks we're a bunch of psychotic bullies'
Three hours later, Myr'iad and Sovokolok-Asnari finally reach the shop and can make their purchase. Another three hours after that, Brez reaches the shop and can make additional purchases.
Sovokolok Reflex: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
However, the whole ordeal of waiting in line has left Myr'iad and Brez fatigued. In addition, after making the purchase, Myr'iad and Brez are able to dodge the surge of kids storming out of the store but Sovokolok-Asnari wasn't quite as nimble, suffering 1d4 ⇒ 4 points of bludgeoning damage.
In summary, Aaz has suffered 1 point of damage, Sovokolok-Asnari has suffered 4 points. Telwyn, Myr'iad, and Brez are fatigued.
With the money Ziggy gave you, you buy a copy for Historia-7. You also have the option to buy this limited edition, physical for yourself for 50 credits.
Hirix stated that he will purchase a copy. Who else would like to purchase a copy?
"Agh... ow. Little bastards," Aazanar grumbles to himself as he gets up and tries to wash himself off. "Anyone got a towel? Thanks."
Why isn't "towel" among the items you can buy? You should always know where your towel is!
"Wait! Are there any albums left? Get me one!" Aazanar calls out.
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A cute little kid walking by sees Aaz still on the ground but sitting up and in distress. She says, "Mister, you look like you had a bad day. My mom always said that if someone has a bad day, you should lend them your towel. Here mister, you can borrow my towel." She holds up a towel with the words 'Don't Panic' emblazoned on it in bright yellow letters for you to use.
Telwyn shouts after the little brats as they scurry away. "Watch who you call old you little bastards! Your mothers all wish you were cuter!"
Telwyn pulls a towel out of her pack and cools it in a water fountain, draping it over her neck as she catches her breath. "Don't forget to bring a towel." she remarks to Aaz as they meet up.
Telwyn isn't very interested in one of these strawberry shortcake music box machines or whatever these kids are listening to. She just wants a nap.
|Brezaki "Bonesaw" Mihkinz|
What an ordeal! I think this was actually worse than that vesk eating bird monster. I might as well pick up an album for myself. Think of it as a war trophy.
Brezaki buys an album for herself and stumbles back to the Lorespire Complex to brief the Venture captain and see if any of her comrades had survived.
Sorry all fighting the flu here so posting has been off thanks for botting.
Sovokolok-Asnari now in the store gives a guttural hiss as he purchases an extra copy for himself. He hates the sounds but he is a xenoseeker and knows that it is important to understand culture...even starpop culture.
As he is trampled coming out of the store he gains more respect for this mob
"I shall mount this record and remember the mental pains it took to attain it. Now MOVE FROM ME whelps!"
You all regroup at the Lorespire Complex and walk triumphantly into the archives, seeking Historia-7. You find her studying some manuscripts displayed across several datapads on her desk. Proudly, you present her with the limited edition, physical copy of the album, explaining that it is from Ziggy.
She looks down at it with an unreadable stare, then looks back up at your party with an even longer unreadable stare. She looks down at it again, picks it up, turns it over, puts it back down. She looks up again at your party with the same blank stare. Finally, she calmly states, "I will enter it into the archives." And with that, she turns back to her datapads.
Your party exits the archives and are intercepted by a courier from Ziggy who informs you that Ziggy has a few items for you and that he also had a message: "Sorry for the small amount of credits but have fun with the grenades! Don't blow yourselves up though - I like you!"
The courier hands you a set of basic iridishell armor, a pair of incendiary grenades I, and 400 credits.
Myr'iad, in your next post, let me know if you wish to purchase a copy of the album for yourself. Everyone, feel free to make any last posts regarding this mission, distribute the loot, go shopping, and decide if you want to take an overnight rest before moving on to the final mission!
Given that lengthy ordeal, Myr'iad will definitely purchase a copy as well.
'This is ridiculous, we are not listening to this dribble.'
'Says, YOU, we on the other hand rather enjoy this dribble.'
'We care not either way.'
'Pick up a copy, then sell it on the Black Market for quadruple the profit!'
'That is something I can get into. Profit.'
'All of you, be quiet! We will purchase a copy simply because of the amount of time we wasted in this endeavor.'
After dropping off the album
Myr'iad looks at the others. "That was... interesting." They look over the grenade with a shrug. "We prefer less obnoxious weapons. Perhaps Sovokolok would like them?" They give the Vesk a wry smile.
"We should all get some rest before our next mission. We are exhausted."
Deftly escaping from the rush, Hirix makes her way to the trampled lashunta and brushes off dusty kid footprints from his non-soaked areas. "You look like you were ground through a drift engine kid. But you'll survive." When Telwyn arrives she gives her a thumbs up and sends "Put on a real show there doll! Now lets get those albums and blow this joint."
Later, Hirix takes a grenade and her share of the credits, stowing them in her pack next to the album and celebratory racetrack photo. "Just Wayfinders left, yeah? I'll be on call whenever you folks are ready."
No need for a longer rest on this end.
Sovokolok-Asnari looks at the courier and dismisses him with a menacing glare. "Do what you will with the trinkets they have no value to me. I will head for my quarters and rest until we leave tomorrow." With that the vesk leaves and upon reaching his room mounts the limited edition copy on his rather empty wall. He stares at it for a bit and then nods approvingly.
"The first of many...For veskarium!" he says to himself.
Ready to go when everyone else is.
Telwyn is exhausted, or at least fatigued, and also heads to her room for a night's rest, wondering at why some of her group members were so interested in the album.
Hmm feels like I'm missing some mechanical reason to buy that album... oh well
Telwyn Int: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17
While her teammates were in line, Telwyn ponders. 'Hmmm... A limited edition, physical album? No one makes physical albums any more... It's all digital nowadays and has been since I can remember. I wonder if it'll be worth something someday...'
You can retroactively change your mind and buy a copy. I have no problem with that. Everyone, I'll post the intro to the next mission when I have a chunk of time - however, I'll be tied up for at least the next 4-5 hours but will get to it ASAP.
haha hint taken :)
Telwyn picks up one of these albums after all the trouble she went through. There's always people desperate for rare collectibles somewhere in this system.
When the courier from Ziggy arrives, Aazanar says,
"Hey... tell Ziggy that Historia-7 really liked the album! She was really pleased! ...Uh, I think. Hard to tell with androids, but... yeah."
Ready to move on.
The Wayfinders operate out of the Master of Stars, an enormous starship that is part of the Armada orbiting Absalom Station. The Master of Stars is currently undergoing extensive repairs, obsessively overseen by the Wayfinders’ leader Fitch. A Society shuttle takes the your party out to the orbiting ship.
The station’s Armada can be seen from the shuttle’s view screen as it takes off, gleaming figures standing out against the emptiness of space. The Master of Stars immediately stands out from the rest, as layers and layers of scaffolding obscure its hull. Tiny lights flicker among the metal beams as distant figures weld plates and heat shields to the ship’s exterior. The shuttle smoothly glides closer until it reaches the starship’s docking bay, slipping through the magic field that keeps the hold pressurized with breathable atmosphere. As the shuttle doors open, a small drone flies in and pops up a holoscreen, displaying a harried-looking ratfolk.
Image of the harried-looking rat unmasked in the slides.
“Finally, fresh meat!” the ysoki exclaims over the screen, sounding pleased. “Name’s Fitch —pleasantries over, time to get to work! I had some trouble earlier with the lights flickering on the ship, and now both the lights and computers have suddenly gone out on E-Deck. No idea what’s causing it, but you work this job long enough and — ” Fitch’s attention flicks to something offscreen, and she shouts “Kirkath! The welding torch is not a toy! You wanna go in the toddler’s pen with the other kids?” She snorts dismissively before continuing, “Sorry, some of these little ones would cut off their own heads if I let them. Anyway, it could be some lunkhead screwed up the wiring, but that’s a pretty big system failure for a simple electrical short. I’d prefer to send in some people with combat training to scout it out, just in case someone or something is sabotaging the ship. If it’s nothing, great, get the power back on if you can. If there’s something suspicious, use your comm units to report in to me. I’ll give you the access codes, so — Selicha! If you touch that panel I will staple you to the hull!”
The screen on the drone cuts out, then flashes to display the ship’s schematics and the passwords for the computers on E-Deck.
Your party is able to use the working lifts and maintenance tunnels to reach E-Deck. The doors to the deck are closed and don't automatically open without power but since the magnetic seals on the doors are also disabled due to the power loss, your party can force your way through and onto the deck. This area is in complete darkness when you arrive aside from whatever light source you've brought with you.
Without light, only those with darkvision can see anything.
Looking around with your light sources, you see exposed wiring to and from the lights, security cameras, and computer terminals.
Light from a comm unit probably won't be bright enough. But the light from the starfinder implants most of you have most definitely will be.
Upon examining the wiring, it appears not to be damaged - it was probably left exposed due to the ongoing repairs occurring throughout this ship. You are able to determine, however, that some of the wiring is powered and some of it is not. The wires leading to the lights and the cameras are not powered.
Sovokolok-Asnari turns on the light from his comm unit attaches it to front of his shoulder and moves up to Telwyn.
"Myriad come. Tell us if you can do the repairs from here or do we need to journey further down these tunnels? As soon as this is done I can rid myself of these meaningless tasks and find true purpose among the stars."
|Brezaki "Bonesaw" Mihkinz|
Brezaki lights up her lantern and holds it high. "Oooh, that's better. You're not afraid of the dark, are you Sovokolok? You can tell me, I won't judge you."
Brezaki looks at the exposed wiring. "I'm kind of a beginner when it comes to electrical work. I can do the basic stuff, but I think it would be better if someone else took charge of this. I can stand back here and hold the light, hand you tools, be a second set of eyes on things."
"What does the darkness matter to me. I walk the line between light and darkness." at that you watch as the mote that orbits around his head turns from pitch black to a orange-red tint that dimly lights the area.
"Keep your lantern for those that need it, Brezaki."
Hirix peers through the dark as they arrive and sends "Wayfinders must be stretched real thin. This place is a dump. All these open panels and loose wires, well, I wouldn't be too surprised if it IS sabotage." She makes her way to a terminal and tries to reconnect the wiring so that the lights and cameras can be rebooted.
Engineering (aid): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Lol Sovo, your dude is too edgy.
Telwyn watches the others fumble around with wiring, and tries to take another approach.
Computers: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17 Maybe that will do something
She notices a terminal now that everyone has their suit flashlights all illuminating everything and tries hitting the power button.
Bonesaw and Hirix talk about how they can help someone re-route the power to get the lights and cameras working. As they debate... and debate... and debate the best way to assist someone with that, Telwyn takes a look at the computer console, hits the power button and the console screen lights up stating, 'Power Re-routing...please standby.' Two seconds later, the lights and cameras in your immediate vicinity come on!
Looking at the live security camera footage displayed on the console screen, you see two human children hiding behind some barrels in a mostly empty storage room just around the corner and down the stairs from you.
NPC images of the kids and a map revealed in the slides
lol @ Hirix.
Sovokolok-Asnari groans as once again he see more whelps creating dysfunction. "Why do your races not contain your young to a proper nesting chamber?! They will be the end of every station if you let them run a muck. Let us find them." Sovokolok-Asnari wastes no time and heads off towards the location of the children.
Telwyn will follow Sovokolok and when they start to get close activate her detect thoughts ability, mostly to scan the room but if she feels it to be empty after a few rounds she'll start to focus on the kids.