At team forming - Pleased to meet you, and glad that we have someone whom can heal in an emergency.
Other than that, good abilities to have. I just hope that we don't really need to put them to the test.
On mission - Near Slavers
Alright Ounce, when we engage, I want you slightly behind both Bart and myself. If anyone gets hurt, Turn yourself invisible, and go up to heal them. Otherwise, fire off whatever illusions that you think will assist.
Once everyone is in position, he crawls up to the crest of the hill near some brush to look down at the buildings and camp.
Ugg, this will be rough, but I think we can do it.
5 more minutes, and we open the ball, and see if they can dance with the devil.
A soft turquoise glow suffuses her body and then fades into faint motes of light at her 7 chakra points.
Success
As the motes of the rune fade, he and Ounce fade mostly from view, leaving only a vague blurry outline.
Burgurk tries to protect Jingu in case he's detected :
= 16, Raise
Before:
Looking at the young woman and then openly staring at the dragon for a few seconds long, Bart finally shakes his head.
"Apologies. Not something you see every day. Nice to meet you both."
Now: "Well. I guess we are ready.."
After waiting 5 minutes to get everyone settled, Terry quickly transmits.
As soon as the boom goes off, he lifts his rifle, and starts to shoot.
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Bart looks for someone resembling an officer and takes a shot at him with his rifle...
Ounce uses her magic to either aid in battle with bolts of lightning or she advances and heals anyone wounded.
Result = 6 + 5 = 11
Gummitch flies toward the camp and lets fly a lightning bolt.
Sentry take overwatch seriously, looking for problems and looking for prime targets
Barbara moves into artillery support position, deploys the stabilizing pylons, and preps the G-10 to fire once leadership verifies that there are no bystanders in the shrapnel area.
Terry takes the time to shoot at those that are trying to get control of the chaos.
= 9
Burgurk- Psionics 16
Jingu- Psionics 11
Bart- Shooting 4
Ounce- Faith 11
Gummitch- Athletics 7
Terry- Shooting 9
Barbara- Shooting 8
Sentry- Notice 9
Jingu, armed with the new explosives from Josie, silently and invisibly makes his way through the compound. Once, there, he plants the bombs in strategic locations, enough to knock out most of the mercenaries on the outside of the buildings. Unfortunately, the mercenaries were smart enough to place some of their slaves among them, so no matter what, they would be in the blast. Luckily, they would only be knocked out, thanks to Josie’s expert manipulation of science and magic. As Jingu is setting the last explosive, he gets a strong sense that something is about to go really bad. Steeling his nerves, he gets ready to leave the compound when a thunderous roar echoes down the hillside from the East. At the same time, two of the vehicles explode into shards of scrap metal. The mercenaries scramble for their weapons and begin shooting in all directions, trying to determine where the shot came from.
All at once, several mercenaries go down as sniper laser fire comes out of the hills. A blast of lightning heralds the arrival of a creature that looks to be a cross between a very angry feline and a scaled lizard. It’s large form half runs and half flies towards the main compound, leaving soldiers knocked down in its wake.
It is hard to tell where the leader went, as the smoke and flames of burning wreckage and laser fire make it hard to see. Jingu watches as another officer is gunned down by accurate fire from the hills. Some of the soldiers have found cover positions and begin to coordinate their efforts to return fire, but then one of Josie’s bombs go off and the rest go in a staccato of resounding booms. The mercenaries drop to the ground, unconscious.
Blasts of lightning fall from an otherwise clear sky, decimating more of the vehicles and removing what cover is left for some of the soldiers.
Several slaves, no longer being watched over, break for the West, trying to escape the incoming fire. Burgurk, from his perch, notices that some of the soldiers decide that the slaves are worth more than their lives and start chasing them, trying to round them up. Burgurk’s mind changes theirs as bolts of pure force erupt the ground around them and send them flying into buildings and each other.
That’s when Sentry spots the officer in charge. As she is directing her men to form a defensive perimeter, she yells into her comm unit. Sentry points her out to Bart who patiently waits for his moment. Bart then squeezes the trigger and is rewarded with the comm unit being destroyed and the blast from it sending the woman sprawling backwards. Her men fire back at where the shot came from, causing blast of rock to fly into Bart’s face. It’s a good thing he remembered to wear his helmet, but the shock of having to roll out of the way remains. The officer immediately runs to take cover inside one of the buildings, but is stopped short by some of the slaves holding weapons they grabbed from fallen mercenaries.
The woman attempts to shoot one of them, drawing her sidearm in a flash and instantly killing one of them with an ion blast. The others are too much for her and she is knocked out by a rifle butt to the head, one of the blue creatures seeming to stop another from simply killing her on the spot.
No sooner the fight started, it is over. Slaves now stand over the remaining soldiers, five in all, plus the unconscious officer. The some slaves busy themselves gathering weapons from the other soldiers that are now dead or unconscious. Others remain hidden, wary of who started the fight and the cat-dragon prowling in their midst.
Jingu, unsure of what just happened, realizes that soon he will be visible and will need to find a new place to hide or make himself known.
Burgurk has a few slaves now headed towards him, running up the hillside.
Team K12 now has to figure out whether to come out from their positions or wait and see what happens next, but a few of the braver slaves approach Gummitch, albeit slowly. One kneels in front of the beast.
”We appreciate your deliverance of us from our captors, Great One! Please, what would have of us, Freer of Slaves?”
Gummitch gets flustered when the people praise him. "Ah well Great ... I guess, but I don't having anything I want from you. Just be free. Otherwise all that trouble would be wasted doncha know?"
Ounce speaks into her comm after the battle, "We didn't cause those explosions did we? And someone else was shooting at them too. Curious."
Ounce will come down to help with the mopping up operation, no longer invisible. She will first attend to any wounded. She keeps an eye out for those who joined in the attack to learn who they are.
The one kneeling slowly stands and looks cautiously away from the dragon. ”It’s alright, I don’t think he means us any harm.” He then looks to the people coming down from the hill. Gummitch can overhear him saying to the others. ”I hope we aren’t being rescued just to be taken to another slave camp.”
Bart shakes his head, cursing his luck.
"Well. That was spectacular. Not sure that was all us unless that boom gun hit an ammo depot. Keep your eyes open."
He then cautiously advances. When he passes the first of the new freed beings he will keep his rifle pointed away from them and nod.
"Any coalition soldiers still active?"
Bart shakes his head, cursing his luck.
"Well. That was spectacular. Not sure that was all us unless that boom gun hit an ammo depot. Keep your eyes open."He then cautiously advances. When he passes the first of the new freed beings he will keep his rifle pointed away from them and nod.
"Any coalition soldiers still active?"
"None that I could see on my way here."
Sentry flies down to the camp, smiling at the dragon kitten."The great one IS probably hungry, but not planning to eat you or to enslave you. Fair question though; is there anyone hurt or who needs medical attention?'
Burgurk rises from his cover, holds his hands up to show they're empty, and says to the five slaves approaching him "Hey! I'm one of the good guys! There's no need to run away now, we've killed or captured all the guys who were holding you. Let's go back and re-join your friends."
The recently freed slaves running towards Burgurk stop and look at him in his armor. They also eye the pistol at his hip. ”You.. you are not going to eat us?”, one of them manages.
As team K12 gathers in the center of the encampment, they notice some of the slaves stop running towards the top of an escarpment and someone in armor stand up with his hands in the air, he is saying something to the slaves.
As long as I can tell that they aren't attacking or restraining up the slaves, I will deal with the new strangers when I can get to the compound.
"No, I promise I'm not going to eat you. Let's go back to your friends, ok?"
Barbara keys her encrypted radio and relays to her team, "Looks like primary targets are neutralized, we need to sweep and clear. I'm going to go mobile again but start a perimeter sweep and call in if I see any enemy support heading our way."
"Someone should check out that unidentified party by that group of slaves, see if they're friend or foe."
She retracts the stability anchors and shoulders the Boom Gun back into place, then starts making a perimeter, checking both visuals and instrumentation for any signs of enemy reinforcements.
"Uh. Is that another glittergirl, er maybe boy?"
The slaves that Burgurk speaks with are trepidatious about turning their backs on him, but they are more eager to get back to their families. The start their way down the hill, Burgurk behind them.
Ounce steps to the side of Gummitch, placing a gentle hand on his furry head. "He may make a meal of any of your dead enslavers, but he and I are here to see that you are free and able to get to safety. Can we escort you somewhere? If your homes were destroyed we can perhaps guide you to a new and safer community. My name is Ounce by the way, and this stout fellow is Gummitch."
She will ask about who their captors were and if they are connected the Coalition or some other organization.
Once the fears of the former enslaved are calmed, Gummitch transforms back to his humanoid form with the snow leopard-like head to better blend in with the people and help out as he can. He has healing powers which he'll use on the wounded.
Bart sees motion and looks down from the approaching giant power armor he hopes is friendly to a more normal sized figure. He stares for a second and then, "Hello. It seems our attack on these slavers was extremely efficient, or we had help. Would that have been you?"
As he gets closer, you can see from his facial features that he's a Simvan.
"We're with the Legion, I assume you are too? Leave it to the Legion - the left hand doesn't know what the right hand is doing, and vise-versa."
Barbara's attention to scanners is derailed a bit by the greeting from the other crew. The G-10 armor raises a hand to wave, a painted stamp on the left shoulder showing a picture of a grinning unicorn's head with scrollwork around it that reads "GLITTER BOY." The pop of a radio comm changing to an open channel signals a modulated, voice-disguised pilot replying, "We're on the side of kicking the asses of slave-takers and tinpot wannabe tyrants."
[dice=Notice]1d6
[dice=Wild die]1d6Barbara's attention to scanners is derailed a bit by the greeting from the other crew. The G-10 armor raises a hand to wave, a painted stamp on the left shoulder showing a picture of a grinning unicorn's head with scrollwork around it that reads "GLITTER BOY." The pop of a radio comm changing to an open channel signals a modulated, voice-disguised pilot replying, "We're on the side of kicking the asses of slave-takers and tinpot wannabe tyrants."
"Truth be told, we had actually thought we might need to do some of the ass-kicking; guess not though."
"heh. Yep, we're legion. No clue you were here."
As Barbara comes down from her firing position, she thought she saw something at long range on her LADAR, but when she looks again, nothing is there. The excitement of meeting a new team has already taken over and the blip is but a memory in the back of her mind.
The slaves that are left gather around to thank their saviors. One of the tall blue ones extends both arms, palms up, in greeting. ”We, of the Faelerin, thank you for saving us from these despicable beings, along with the others that they took along with us.”
Those of you who are sensitive to such things note that the speaker and his blue companions all radiate powerful energy. It is invisible to the untrained eye, but you can feel it in the air.
The speaker continues. ”I am called Geyron, I am a shaman of my people. Your assistance in healing the wounded is greatly appreciated, though, I do not know of where we might be taken that would be safe. We appeared in what some of the slavers called a ‘RIFT’ and suddenly we were running for our lives. That was several moons ago and we haven’t stopped running. Many of us have been taken and no one has heard where they have gone. I fear we are all that’s left of those that came to this place.” His hands move to show the rest of his people. ”Perhaps one of them might know where to find the rest.” Geyron points to the five slavers that are currently corralled by a few slaves with laser rifles.
Burgurk speaks to the shaman :
"We apologize for the way you've been treated since arriving here. This planet is full of those who would exploit others for their own gains. Can you tell us what it is about your people that's so special that others would seek to collect you?
We all belong to an organization that fights for people like you. I'm sure you all can find safe refuge there."
Then he goes over to the slavers, takes an imposing stance, bares his teeth and says "My kind have a reputation for eating intelligent beings. If you don't start talking, I will start to do so - while you're still alive!"
= Success
Before the interrogation of the slavers starts, Ounce introduces herself to the other team, explaining their mission was open-ended, to seek and help those who need help and destroy (or stop) those who would oppress others. She explains that the team has been tracking this particular smuggling ring for a while, noting that they have been working with Coalition troops at times.
She talks with the Faelerin shaman, (using her power to speak other languages to make sure she can understand him and be understood), explaining that she, like him, works with spiritual energy. She assures him the Legion will do all it can to see that a place can be found for them to live. "If we can, we'll liberate any other of your people captured by groups like this and reunite you. As we have time, I'd like to learn as much as possible about you all. I'll also be happy to answer any questions you have about us or this place. In case you are wondering, it gets warmer eventually, hot even. And you aren't the only race of dimensional beings to get stranded here. Gummitch is another example, although his kind are rather solitary."
When it comes time to interrogate, Ounce will separate the leader or another officer from the rest to try more gentle persuasion, in case that proves more effective.
"You are prisoners of the Tomorrow Legion and will be taken and given a trial. If you cooperate and give us good intel, the tribunals usually are lenient in their sentences. Where were you taking these prisoners? Are there other groups of your ring nearby? Do you know the whereabouts of any other of these blue-skinned DBs?"
Modifier: +1 (attractive)
Free Reroll (Charismatic)
Modifier: +1 (attractive)
Result: 7 or 8 (depending on the orientation of the officer)
Gummitch (in humanoid form) does what he can to help with Ounce's interrogation. He confirms the promise of leniency, attesting to an example or two he knows of and explains what typical punishments are for those convicted of participating in the slave trade.
Modifier: -1 (Tongue Tied)
Result= 4 + 4 + 3 - 1 = 10, adds +2 to Ounce's Persuasion result.
The shaman nods appreciatively. ”Your welcome is most kind. We would certainly be in debt to you should you be able to take us to a safer place. We do have many questions regarding this new world, but I think it more practical that we get to a safer place first before indulging ourselves of our curiosity.” He then ponders Burgurk’s question for a moment and then says, ”I overheard one of the people talking to someone on their communications device about something called PPE. I don’t know what it means, but they said we have a lot of it. All I know about that is that on our world, our souls are intermingled with the soul of our planet. Our will shapes our surroundings.” Geyron gets a faraway look for a moment and then continues. ”I can only imagine what someone might do with our abilities in a world like this.” He then goes to talk with the other slaves to let them know that soon they will be in a safer place.
As Ounce attempts to awaken the lead woman, Burgurk addresses her troops. They all cringe at the idea of being eaten alive, one of them attempting to scramble as far back as possible from the Simvan. Another more brave one replies. ”We.. we were only following orders. Captain Gray tells us to move, we move. The pay is real and the work is easy. She said we had a real good deal with some powerful people. Once we saw the creds, we couldn’t say no. Didn’t tell us who it was, and it isn’t our place to ask. We trust her and that’s enough.”
Meanwhile, the woman, presumably Captain Gray, awakens after a gentle push from Ounce. ”Should have know it was Legion. Only you would mess up a good deal without asking first. That’s okay though, they’re coming to collect and they don’t take no for an answer.” She grins and looks over to her ruined comms device. ”I was just confirming their arrival when you showed up and started this little party. All I know is that they pay real well and I do my job real well, the rest is need to know, as they tell me. They should be here any minute and I am certain they will just as many questions for you.”
"I can mentally stir up the dust and dirt on the ground around the entire camp to provide cover for us. They'll know something's up, but not what. Then we let them get close enough to us for us to hit them, and attack. Anyone else got any other ideas?"
+++Barbara, are you picking anything up on your sweep+++
Terry looks at the Simvan
Do you have any vehicles, that we might be able to evacuate these former prisoners out in. I am after all inclined to leave these prisoners here to the incoming slavers.
"I can mentally stir up the dust and dirt on the ground around the entire camp to provide cover for us. They'll know something's up, but not what. Then we let them get close enough to us for us to hit them, and attack. Anyone else got any other ideas?"
"With love, it would take a BUNCH of dust and dirt to hide a G-10, not sure if that was part of the plan. I would suggest that we strategically position our Glitter Girl as either a target or scarecrow or both. I can be undetectably far above her keeping an eye on things, and when their sighted and we have their bearing, I can fly behind them and distract them while this group moves out of the debris field."
Sentry taps his comm, "Barbara did you catch all that?"
"Just a thought really; we could add some sniper fire to that plan and really have something."
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"I caught it," comes Barbara's distorted voice over the comm. "Uhhh... not much on sensors, couple flickers on LADAR but likely just refraction from all the explosions going off. Where's our overwatch point? Whatever has the highest ground near here is where I should set up, both to use it as cover and to get on top when I need to start shooting."
The G-10 stands up and pantomimes looking around with a hand over its "eyes," though of course it's all internal sensors for this sort of task.