[SFS PbP] DM Rhino's Scenario #1-01: The Commencement (Inactive)

Game Master RyanH

As the sheer size of the task before him set in, Twitch sighed and looked over at the female android. "Too big for small group, yes yes. Need more. More people, more supplies, yes yes yes!" he said as D3-K0 walked over to the group around the stranger critter. "Twitch, I am. Your name, yes yes?"

Blake attempts to sing a lullaby--an android lullaby.

Culture: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24

life sience: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19
life sience: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

Shamshir continues with comedy and laughing!

Six nods in agreement and offers her hand to greet the ysoki properly. "You can call me Six. Good to meet you."

To Blake and Sashmir, "Seems you two have a knack for creature wrangling."

"Catching it was easy. It was small," Blake acknowledges.

The creature mimics the laughing, "HORK, HORK, HORK," and the singing, "Orrrrm, hoooob... horooorb!", It had been clinging to both the wall, and Blake, but now it releases the wall and seems to settle down calmly, happy in Blake's arms.

"Ok! So let us take this thing back to the faction leader to see what to do!"

"Agreed," Blake says and tries to move calmly back toward the hall without spooking the little mimic, "But maybe we should call Fitch with an update."

Shamshir follows Blake's suggestion and sends a message to Fitch to explain what has happened so far.

Contacting Fitch, he's startled to hear about the creature, and dismayed by all the damage. He tells you to get back up to him on the bridge of the Master of Stars right away, and to bring the alien.

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"With that alien gone, my engineers can move back into E-Deck and fix the damage done... amazing how much trouble the little guy caused. I'll turn the alien over to a team of experts in hopes of learning more of the alien’s language and culture... interesting indeed!"

The children are safe, and their father, Kieu Kein is very grateful, he rewards the group with a mk 1 ring of resistance.

Fitch gives the the party a credstick with 400 credits on it. The Wayfinders’ leader thanks the group for their diligence, but is quick to get back to work on repairing the ship.

Zvei looks Shamshir with an approving look.

"Ha, ha, ha! Zvei did you see that father's look ... that is what really helps us to gain trust for the society!" Shamshir laughs proudly.

"So let us go to Zig guy next!" Shamshir says and starts to push everybody in the direction of the Exo-Guardian faction leader.

Distractedly taking the payments from both men, Twitch was already on his persocom trying to find the next item on his fixit list. "Yes yes, thank you. Still things to fix fix fix. Hrmm, where to next?" The last was said in an aside to D3-K0, though plainly audible to anybody around.

"Ziggy is back on the station," Blake states. "Let us find a shuttle back. A space walk would take far too long."

Blake is correct, and you make your way back to Absalom station.

The Exo-Guardians do not currently have a headquarters on Absalom Station, but their leader, Zigvigix resides in the poor but trendy neighborhood of Downlow. You know that Zigvigix is a long-standing member of the Exo-Guardians, Zigvigix suffered severe injuries prior to the Society’s expedition to the Scoured Stars, which prevented them from taking part.

Garbage litters the ground around the district’s largest art park—a cement lot filled with undulating metal sculptures and covered in graffiti of grotesquely adorable creatures. The sounds of music and chatter drift over from the nearby clubs, chronically interrupted by the roar of the local gangsters’ engines. A heavily augmented host shirren is sitting on one of the park benches, eating a simple meal of cold grub-noodles and rice candy. Their antennae perk up at the tremor of approaching footsteps. “Welcome, new Starfinders! And congratulations!” the shirren’s voice telepathically projects. “My speech-name is Zigvigix, but feel free to call me Ziggy, if that would be easier for you. Have some rice candy to celebrate your graduation! Today is your big day!

“When you are ready, I have two assignments I could use assistance with. The first is to help me secure a new headquarters on Absalom Station. I’ve been in talks with our station’s protectors, the Stewards, and they were kind enough to give us ownership of a warehouse here in Downlow for that purpose! The current owners no longer want it because a vicious alien took it over and kills anyone who goes inside. Once the alien is gone and the warehouse cargo has been returned to its owners, we can start installing desks and computers, so please go in and incinerate the creature!"

“My second assignment...” Zigvigix twitches their tooth barbs for a moment and then holds out a credstick. “Please buy the brand-new Strawberry Machine Cake album, Star Sugar Heartlove!!!, which is out today, and give it to Historia-7 when you see her. She is the head of the Dataphiles, so you should meet her today! I wish to do it myself, but I... I have trouble standing for long periods of time. Thank you very much!”

"Oh Ziggy! I would not have thought you to be so considerate! We will get the new album! But the animal ... does it have to be killed? What do we have to expect?"

"You are welcome to negotiate with a beast that kills anyone who enters the warehouse," Blake states. "I will clean up the mess."

Zvei stands quietly and attentive in the back.

Shamshir starts laughing again "Ha, ha, ha ... Blake you are right! Let us go and check out the beast! Diplomacy might not be an option!" Shamshir says grinning.

Blake simply blinks at the lashunta's mirth.

Twitch nodded along with the shirren, slightly envious of the technological upgrades the insectoid had installed within his body, and started getting D3-K0 up to combat readiness when the final request was made. He instantly looked up at the leader of the Exo-Guardians and opened his mouth to reply before closing it. That repeated a few times before he brought up his computer and did a quick search in reasons for anonymous gift-giving. Raising an eyebrow, he asked, "Buy record for lady, yes yes? Secret gift, means romantic interest. Strange, yes yes yes. Could just buy digital copy, send through 'net... No no no, queary says physical objects mean more, yes!"

"Consider it done. We'll put down the killer and you'll be able to move into your new place in no time." The latter request seemed more like a personal favor than a Starfinder assignment, but Six didn't really mind it. It would give her a chance to find out what the appeal of this 'Strawberry Cake Machine' was.

Looking at Shamshir, Zigvigix says, "Saddly I do believe that it will need to be killed. We believe the creature is a feather stalker, a predator far more unpleasant than its name implies. As far as the Stewards have been able to piece together, a two-bit crime lord illegally imported the creature, and the beast promptly ate him."

Zigvigix pulls out a tablet, and shows some holo recordings of the incident taken off the station’s security cameras

Life Science on the creature

As for the album, "Romance... no, no... Historia-7 has seemed down after losing her mentor in the Scoured Stars. We hope the sugar-pop music can cheer up the android" Zigvigix adds that the band’s music always makes them feel better. They go on to gush about favorite songs, expressing regret they cannot hear the newest releases, as the shirren finds it incredibly difficult to stand in the long lines.

Life Science on the creature: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19

Shamshir is now quite serious. "Okay! Then it needs to be killed. Not a good choice to just eat and innocent being. So after that we will definitely get the album. All that Historia-7 needs is relevant for us."

"The task will be completed," Blake agrees.

Zvei nods in silent agreement.

The holo recordings show a large black-and-white creature, a crinoid, made up of long feathery appendages and little else.

Shamshir remembers that Feather Stalkers, large aberrations, have melee and ranged attacks, A feather stalker can release a piercing feather at a single foe as a ranged attack targeting. Different feather stalkers have some different special attacks, and while different for each feather stalker, he knows they have energy resistance. "Careful, these creatures see in the dark..."

Going to the warehouse first.

On the way, there are shops, restaurants and the like available should you need to purchase anything.

Once you are ready, station security allows you through the force barrier set up around the perimeter of the warehouse.

The doors to the warehouse were forced open and no longer lock. The warehouse ceiling is 30 feet high, and a catwalk runs 15 feet above the floor. The crates and vehicle are approximately 5 feet tall, while the cylindrical containers and the crate-filled scaffolding are 10 feet tall.

Climbing the crates and scaffolding requires a successful will require an Athletics check. A pit in the warehouse floor is 10 feet deep. The scattered junk on the floor creates an area of difficult terrain. The lights on the catwalk are not bright enough to illuminate the area, leaving the warehouse in dim light.

The creature is nowhere to be seen.

Zvei quickly climbs up to the catwalk and begins creeping around there and searching for any sign of the creature.

Hopping up onto D3-K0's riding seat, Twitch whispered, "Disengage safety protocols, activate combat protocols. Search and destroy. Target, feathery creature. Acknowledge." A growling sound echoed from D3-K0's vocal speaker as its body started to slightly vibrate. A long blade extended from its front shoulder, ending almost a foot past its head.

Entering the building, Twitch took a moment to adjust to the dark interior before cautiously moving forward.

Shamshir slowly moves forward.

Blake draws his laser pistol in one hand and tactical baton in the other hand and carefully advances into the warehouse. He searches the shadows for their prey as he makes his way carefully up the steps to the catwalk.

Perception (Low-light & Darkvision): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20

With Blake and Zvei covering the catwalk, Six draws her rifle and moves forward cautiously with the other two on the ground. She searches for any trail or sign of movement.

perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

Map added

No one sees anything more than described...

Zvei continues to stealth along the catwalk, cautiously searching around.

Stealth: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22
Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15

Shamshir stays where he is and screens the room.

"Nothin' ever comes from nothin'," as one of Twitch's grandmothers always said, so Twitch took the advice to heart and moved deeper into the warehouse towards the middle of the floor where the junk was scattered. His body moved with D3-K0's motions, the sharp clacking of the droid's feet echoing around the room.

The android continues, walking further along the catwalk.

Six moved a little further in and trained her eyes on the pit in the center of the room. From about ten feet away, she picked up a bit of trash from the floor and tossed it into the hole.

Phantom Athletics: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
Phantom Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23

Phantom easily climbs the box... as they move to throw something into the pit they lock eyes with the creature...

The creature with blinding quickness releases a feather looking object that flies towards Phantom.
attack KAC: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22
damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
Phantom DC 11 Fortitude or sickened for 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4 rounds

just bold is up!

Surprise Round
Beastie
Phantom

No one can see the beast yet but phantom, the pit is 10' deep. Everyone sees the feather shoot out and hit phantom

Round 1

Zvei <-- Can act
Beastie
Blake-03
Phantom-6
Shamshir
twitch

Sorry, phantom, I see now you didn't say you hopped on the box, but pretty much the same thing... I'll let you hop off without a roll if you wish

Zwei hustles quickly across the catwalk and hunkers down behind the vats with his gun at the ready.

Double move -> swift:go prone

Phantom... you can act too

Sorry. Didn't realize you were waiting on me.

Fort save: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 +2 vs poison

Six curses when the feather cuts her and leaves her feeling ill. She aims her rifle at the animal and takes a shot in retaliation.

Attack vs KAC: 1d20 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (10) + 4 - 2 = 12
damage: 1d10 ⇒ 10

After firing, she hops back down and away from the pit. "Well, I found it."

No worries, I don't think we are on a time table here.

The party can hear the creature scuttling about, then those with line-of-site see a large creature climb over the edge of the pit... going for phantom. When Phantom is not immediately evident, it turns, seeing Twitch... and releases another feather projectile.

attack KAC: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 = 19
damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
Phantom DC 11 Fortitude or sickened for 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2 rounds

The creature lets out a squeal as it's feather-like appendages spread out and vibrate...

Round 1
Bold is up!

Zvei
Beastie
Blake-03
Phantom-6 (Sickened 4 rounds)
Shamshir
twitch

Round2
Zvei
Beastie
Blake-03
Phantom-6 (Sickened 3 rounds)
Shamshir
twitch

Shamshir moves and throws a shuriken.

shuriken: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23
piercing damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Shot: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9
Sniping Stealth: 1d20 ⇒ 2

Blake slips along the catwalk and attempts to fire a surprise shot at the alien bird.

Trick Attack (Stealth): 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (19) + 14 = 33 vs. DC 20+CR
Laser Pistol: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8 vs. Flat Footed condition if trick succeeds
Fire: 1d4 ⇒ 1
Trick Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 2

Ranged vs KAC: 20 + 4 - 2 = 22
Damage: 1d10 - 2 ⇒ (6) - 2 = 4

crit?: 1d10 ⇒ 9

Even though she feels shaky on her feet, Six is able to steady herself just enough to get off a clean shot.