Starfinder Society (Inactive)

Game Master Andrew Harasty

I can see the labels on our characters, but not on the NPCs. Caveat that I've never used Roll20 before, so I don't know how it's supposed to work.

Julakesh hisses at the thug who shot her.

"Not so smart!" she laughs as a mad smile spreads across her face. She stomps forward towards the thug who shot her. She grabs hold of the swirling ball that orbits her head, which causes her fist to glow and crackle with bright white energy. Julakesh winds up and punches at the thug with her glowing fist.

Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Gravitron Attunement 1. Move action towards thug 3, 'drawing' her solar weapon as she goes. Standard to attack.

Morgan Pulls out his Pistol and waits to see how things start to unfold.

Botting Serrarra

Serrarra points at Thug2. ”Focus on that one!”
Get ‘em: everyone has +1 on attach rolls vs Thug2 until Serrrarra’s next turn.

Julakesh rushes the thug that had been foolish enough to attack her, but unfortunately the corporate-hired granger dodges her blow.

Morgan waits for the opportune moment to get involved.

Thug1 moves toward Julakesh from behind, taking out his baton as he moves. Once he is in a flanking position, he swings at her. But, in his excitement, he trips over his own feet, and its all he can do to stay standing, let along land a blow.

Thug1 Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Medrick, your turn

COMBAT ROUND 1

Thug3
Yuta-133
Serrarra
Julakesh
Morgan
Thug1
Medrick
Thug2
Triskid

Serrarra points out the thug that hit Julakesh (Thug 3) and calls attention to him.

That guy there hit Jula. Get 'em!

Move action, grants +1 To Hit for all allies against that target for 1 round.

Taking her own advice, she raises her laser pistol and fires.

Azimuth Laser Pistol, Get 'Em: 1d20 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 + 1 = 12 Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 4

not near my laptop right now (I will be later). I will give a general description of my action and if GM posts before I get to my laptop he can move me on the map has he sees appropriate. I will update if I move myself.

Medrick moves to a position that gives him a clear shot at #2 and is in the best protective position of his allies. As he moves he draws his arc pistol and fires once.

attack #2: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 1 = 11
damage (electric): 1d6 ⇒ 3

Serrarra strikes Thug3 with her laser pistol. The ganger grunts as the laser burns his flesh.
Apparently there is no penalty for shooting when someone is in melee?
Medrick moves to a better position, and fires at Thug2, hitting the ganger in the chest with a bolt of lightning.

Thug2 returns fire! The pulse caster hits Medrick!

Thug2 Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21
Damage, nonlethal : 1d4 ⇒ 2

Triskid, you’re up!

you are correct. Shooting into melee is no longer a penalty, but shooting through traffic is still a penalty. Thanks for moving me. I don't know when I will have time in front of my laptop today.

edit... wrong alias

Medrick looks unphased by the hit. Come on, give me some more.

part of the training on being a combat medic is making yourself into a better target than his allies do he is trying to get them to attack him.

Triskid draws his laser pistol and snaps off a shot at thug 1.

Azimuth Laser Pistol: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 111d4 ⇒ 4 Fire

Sorry, apparently Comcast has been having outages, so I have had extremely intermittent Internet until about 30 minutes ago.

Triskid silently draws his weapon and fires at the ganger behind Julakesh. He yells out at the laser hits him in the arm.

COMBAT ROUND 2
Thug3
Yuta-133
Serrarra
Julakesh
Morgan
Thug1
Medrick
Thug2
Triskid

You can post out of turn if you need to, I will resolve things accordingly.

Thug3 grins at Julakesh. "Stupid vesk, now you're you're surrounded!" he strikes out at her with his baton.

Thug3 Baton: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11
The baton whistles through the air, but misses Julakesh by a hair's breadth.

Yuta, Serrarra, Julakesh, Morgan!

Yuta sees the man resist his dazing magical effect, and he thinks quickly, I can see this is a strong-willed one. I do know one effect that no amount of will can help with! And lucky me, they have bunched themselves up most helpfully. He summons up some raw magical energy, and sends it flying towards their opponents. Only then does he process that Serrerra had been directing them to attack one of their opponents specificially. He shrugs apologetically at her and says, "Oops. Well I did hit that guy, technically."

Casting Magic Missile as a full action, for one missile of force damage to each of them

Magic missile to Thug #1: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Magic missile to Thug #2: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Magic missile to Thug #3: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Serrarra points out Thug3.

That guy in front of Jula? Get 'em!

Get 'Em!: +1 Morale bonus To Hit against Thug3 for everyone in the party for 1 round.

Hoping that her encouragement will enable the rest of the party to take him down, she turns her attention to Thug1 to prevent him from flanking Julakesh.

Hey! Thug! Look at this!

She waves her hands in a mystic gesture and causes a dazzling display in front of the thug.

Daze racial SLA: Will DC14 or Dazed for 1 round (Thug1).

OMG MAGIC MISSILE IS SO GOOD

The magical bolts of energy soar unerringly toward their targets. Thug3 looks on the verge of panic as he looks in the direction of the caster.

Serrarra attempts to daze Thug1, who suddenly becomes distracted by the dazzling display in front of him.

Thug1 Will Save: 1d20 ⇒ 12

COMBAT ROUND 2
Thug3
Yuta-133
Serrarra
Julakesh
Morgan
Thug1
Medrick
Thug2
Triskid

By the way, Ceren has been cowering on the bridge this whole time.

Julakesh laughs. "I was born for battle!"

Gravitron attunement 2

Julakesh strikes at the thug in front of her with her energized fist. Wasn't I fighting Thug 3? Why does it say Thug 4? Did I miss something?

Attack: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 4 + 1 = 22
Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

She roars in a joyous frenzy as she pummels the thug.

Using his pistol, Morgan shoots at the thug (3) Serra is pointing at.

Arc Pistol: 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 2 + 1 = 10
Dmg: 1d4 ⇒ 3

Julakesh, mistake on my part.

Julakesh smashes her star-powered fist into Thug3, and he crumples under the blow.

Morgan goes to shoot at Thug3, but seeing that his target died before he could fire, he instead shoots at Thug1, hitting him.

Thug1 panics. He takes off in the direction he came from, as fast as he can. Withdraw

Medrick you're up!

it always becomes my turn when I am away from my computer. Sorry. I will make my rolls and fill my details in tomorrow if the GM doesn't before I get the chance. Sorry again! I wish I could check the map from phone.

Medrick switches his gun to stun.

attack (eac): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
damage (electric)(nonlethal): 1d6 ⇒ 6

Medrick advances on the running enemy. Stop! We are not going to kill you. Just surrender!

I lied, I wont be switching to stun because its a move action. I thought it was swift.

He fires at the Thug. unfortunately, the blast hits a tree instead of the enemy.

I also thought it was a swift. Oops! Our operative IRL has been doing it wrong....

"I am not gettin' paid enough for this!" the fleeing ganger replies.

Thug2 foolishly stays in the fight, but does back off a little before firing at Julakesh.

Thug2 Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14
Damage, nonlethal: 1d4 ⇒ 2

The bolt hits the vesk, draining her strength a little more.

Triskid, you are up! Then Yuta, Serrarra, Julakesh, and Morgan!

COMBT ROUND 2
Yuta-133
Serrarra
Julakesh
Morgan
Thug1
Medrick
Thug2
Triskid

COMBT ROUND 3
Yuta-133
Serrarra
Julakesh
Morgan
Thug1
Medrick
Thug2
Triskid

In looking at the map, it seems to me that Triskid can see both of the fleeing thugs, and since cover isn't a concern...

Triskid decides that leaving witnesses to what has happened here is not in the best interest of the Society, so he decides to hurl some shooting stars at the fleeing thug.

Three comets come flying out of Triskid's left hand, as he points it at the thug fleeing to the north...Thug 1

shooting stars: 3d4 + 3 ⇒ (4, 3, 1) + 3 = 11

That's magic missile but for Star Shamans.

Gravitron attunement 3

Julakesh laughs as the thug tries to run from her. She chases after him (thug 2), raises her energized fist and tries to punch him in the back of the head.

Move action to follow the thug, standard to attack

Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Probably missing...

Note: Julakesh has Step up, so if the thug takes a guarded step away I can follow with one of my own. *crosses fingers he doesn't withdraw again... haha*

Yuta moves forward in an effort to get a clear shot at the man still engaged with Julakesh, but he has a difficult time seeing through the trees. Still, he fires off a shot, hoping to help the Vesk before he takes any more damage.

Attack thug 2: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17
Fire damage: 1d4 ⇒ 4

Serrarra runs after Thug1.

He's getting away! Get 'Em!

You know the drill on Get 'Em by now, I trust.

Laser Pistol, Get 'Em: 1d20 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 + 1 = 6 Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 2

I haven't really been doing anything with cover as far as trees go, because it is hard to tell where the trunks are. But shooting stars doesn't care lol

Triskid fires bolts of energy at the fleeing hired gun, which strike the man in the back, and he falls to the ground, rolling due to the momentum of his running.

Yuta-133 fires a shot at the man that Julakesh is now chasing. The laser hits the ganger, who begins to panic, as Serrarra's shot flies by his head. changed targets since stated target died. Get 'Em will apply to Thug2

Julakesh gets the +1 to hit, but since she is hitting KAC, the attack misses.

Julakesh chases Thug2, but her blow misses as the man ducks aside.

COMBT ROUND 3
Yuta-133
Serrarra
Julakesh
Morgan
Medrick
Thug2
Triskid

Morgan and Medrick are up!

wait, Julakesh, did you charge?

wait, Julakesh, did you charge?

Which is a Starfinder rookie mistake. And of course, we're all Starfinder rookies.

wait, Julakesh, did you charge?

No. He was close enough I took a move action and then attacked. I don't want to charge. Charging in Starfinder is a full action, and I get -2 penalty on my attack roll and AC.

Ew -2 to attack now? That's stupid. Nevermind then. In Pathfinder, charging would have let you hit him.

Yeah, the advantage now is just the extra distance. I don't mind the rule change. I think it makes sense, actually.

No it totally does make sense, it's only stupid because it's different than Pathfinder :p

sorry guys, as I stated when we started, this weekend is a road trip and wedding. I am not sure how often I will be able to check up and act. Also, I don't think I will have access to roll 20 till Sunday or Monday.

if I need to move to get a clear shot at thug 2, I will move 25 feet and shoot, if I don't need to move, I will switch my gun to stun and shoot once.

attack thug 2 (EAC): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
damage (electric): 1d6 ⇒ 5

Medrick fires his arc pistol, hitting the enemy hard in the back. not sure if it's lethal damage or not.

No worries Medrick, we will probably be done with Roll20 for a few days anyway. Also, damage type in this case was irrelevant. Dude is done for.

Medrick moves up and fires at the last ganger standing. The man collapses to the ground as the bolt strikes him.

Ceren hurries over. "The identity and my death should prevent any further run ins with ruffians like this. I thank you." Despite her cowering mere minutes before, she seems remarkably unperturbed. She takes what she needs from you to start her new life, and departs to find Jubair.

After picking up anything you need from the battle, you leave the park, headed for your next mission.

[ooc]Where to next, Starfinders?

THE ACQUISITIVES
Leader Radaszam “The Dealmaker”; Location Nyori Palisades
The Acquisitives represent the result of Luwazi Elsebo’s efforts to hold the Society together by hiring mercenaries to fill the role of missing Starfinders. Many mercenaries realized that the Society was a far more lucrative venture—both monetarily and in terms of popularity—than their old line of work. The faction’s current leader, Radaszam, is concerned with maintaining the organization’s public-facing reputation, as well as the reputation and fame of those Starfinders directly serving the Acquisitives’ interests.
THE DATAPHILES
Leader Historia-7; Location Lorespire Complex
The Dataphiles cherish information above all else, seeing themselves as the guardians of any knowledge obtained by the Starfinder Society. Their leader, Historia-7, promotes a belief in superiority through the acquisition and controlled dispersal of information. While cataloguing and data searching are necessities in this faction, the Dataphiles are known to employ less technologically savvy combat experts to procure information.
THE EXO-GUARDIANS
Leader[/b] Zigvigix; Location None (Downlow)
The Exo-Guardians are made up of Pact Worlds citizens who are concerned for the safety of their home, and who act to ensure that safety. They believe that the best defense is a strong offense, and they work to build up a stockpile of magic and technology to deter external threats. Most of the faction’s operatives were lost in the Scoured Stars. The Exo-Guardians utilize lower-grade installations within the Pact Worlds, having lost their headquarters and many of their operations in the aftermath of the disaster.
THE WAYFINDERS
Leader Fitch; Location The Armada (Master of Stars)
The Wayfinders are Starfinders who adhere to the Society’s primary mission of exploration. The most transitory of the Society’s membership, the Wayfinders are dedicated to exploring the Vast and maintain few direct ties to the Pact Worlds. Wayfinders specialize in both exploration and first-contact scenarios, thriving on the thrill of the unknown and the monumental task of meeting new species.

The lack of a Second Seekers mission is noted!

Julakesh roars with excitement as the battle comes to an end. As some of the others head over to check on Ceren, Julakesh begins to loot the thugs, collecting everything of value from their bodies. Despite her thorough looting, she doesn't utilize any of the gear herself.

They all get defeated, right? Or did one manage to escape?

Acquisitives. It's at the top of the list.

great news. And I will be here posting as frequently as I can. Also, Triskid, the developers didn't give us a second seekers mission because they said that we get a season dedicated to our missions.

When we get back to base, Medrick charges up his batteries for his gun. This darn thing holds so fee charges. I'll need to buy a backup after we are done here.

I agree with the Acquisitives. They are first in line and seems logical. As a side note, GM, you have been doing a great job so far with keeping this going and posting and everything. So thanks!

Triskid will take the battery at least, and swap it into his gun.

”Are we correct in recognizing that none of you were being injured during that fight?”

"Injured? Ha! They fought like half-starved runts." Julakesh exclaims with a mocking laugh.

She's uninjured.

Yuta wishes Ceren luck with her new life as she departs, and he smiles, happy that their first mission is accomplished. "That went well, all things considered. Shall we go find the leader of the Acquisitives next?"

”Certainly.”

Julakesh follows the others silently, desperately trying to figure out what 'Acquisitives' means...

I agree with the Acquisitives. They are first in line and seems logical. As a side note, GM, you have been doing a great job so far with keeping this going and posting and everything. So thanks!

Why thank you! I appreciate it! I must say, we have a great group here! Its a pleasure GMing for you guys!

As far as damage, a couple people took nonlethal damage. And no, no thugs escaped.

As you make your way toward the Nyori Palisades, a rudimentary courier robot approaches the party. "Greetngs, Starfinders! A package for you." It presents you with a gift box, containing a datajack and 200 credits. A simple electronic message from Hisoria-7 indicates that the datajack is a token of thanks from the Dataphiles. In the package is also a frostbiteclass zero rifle from Ceren and Jubair.

Shortly after the robot departs, Historia-7 contacts you remotely. "Congratulations, Starfinders. I thought you should know, Cer-- Suu, feels comfortable enough to return to a public life in the near future. She says its the most alive she has felt in ages." She pauses as you transfer Ceren's files to her. "Perfect! Well done." She abruptly ends the transmission.

The Nyori Palisades are a luxurious neighborhood located in Absalom Station's central dome.

The plain white doors of the office slide open to reveal a stark, dimly lit room. The chamber is bleak and expressionless in its emptiness—no vanities line its smooth black walls, and no signs of use mar its smooth black furniture. The only occupants of the suite are a bug-eyed tadpole wriggling in a glowing blue aquarium and a reptilian vesk seated behind an onyx desk. The vesk gestures to a number of chairs in front of him, his features sharply illuminated by the light of his desk’s green holoscreen. “The new graduates,” he greets, in a low and pleasant voice. “Good day. I am Radaszam, though since you are here, I should hope you already knew.

“I trust you are aware of our Society’s traditions, so I will cut to the point. I have a minor situation that needs resolution. One of our members, a human named Laboni, had a rather public altercation with a junk scavenger from the Spike. You might be more familiar with the scavenger than I, actually; he is a ysoki who fancifully calls himself Ratrod. I am told he runs a popular racing competition that has, hmm, several hundreds of thousands of viewers on the station’s infosphere. For some reason, Laboni felt the need to tell him that any ‘real’ mechanic could easily beat the garbage that Ratrod and his associates slap together. Now that Ratrod has issued an infosphere-wide demand that she race him and prove it, Laboni doubts she can back that claim up.

“Embarrassing, isn’t it? Not really the sort of troublemaker that suits our Society. Perhaps she would be better suited to the bottom of a trash compactor... Well, we cannot afford to throw her out, not after so many Starfinders were lost in the Scoured Stars. Besides, we can’t let people think we are so weak that we can’t control our own members, or that we cannot stand up to a scrapyard junker. No, I would like you to assist Laboni in winning this race. Show our detractors that even the least of our Society is not someone to be trifled with.”

the vesk gives you directions to the race's location in Botscrap, and hands you badges indicating you as Laboni's official pit crew. "Don't delay, you will need as much time as you can muster to help win the race."

Medrick looks concerned. I am not sure how good I will be at helping with a race, but I will do my best.

It is nice meeting you and I promise to do my best to back up your member! I look forward to impressing you.

I am ready to move on to talk with our racer.

”We do not understand the competitive nature of many sentients, but we do understand the physics of going fast. Perhaps we can be of assistance.”

Julakesh looks unimpressed by the gifts, but greedily snatches the box from the courier robot. She eyes it suspiciously as it leaves. When she's sure it's gone she holds the box out to the others, to see if they desire any of the rewards.

---

"Ratrod?" Julakesh exclaims loudly with a fierce grin. The glowing orb that orbits her crown of spikes picks up speed at her excitement. "Ah, yes! I know this Ratrod! He is a proud racer of great skill! And his insults at that human were very funny!" Julakesh then lets out a deep belly laugh, clearly amused at Laboni's loss of face.

"Yes, I will happily stuff the stupid human into the garbage for you!"

Suddenly Julakesh's grin becomes a frown, and the glowing ball of light slows its orbit around her head. You want us to help the stupid human triumph over Ratrod? This is not as fun as it first sounded."

Julakesh seems to be thinking very hard. "This will take great luck and skill. The Laboni sucks more than an infant octoscourge gnawing on a malkworm, as Ratrod said."

Turning to Radaszam, Julakesh announces. "We will make this Laboni a winner for you."

Julakesh turns and stomps out of the fancy building, on her way to the race in Botscrap.

Ready when you guys are.

Serrarra nods politely to Radaszam as he finishes.

We'd best be going, right? No time to lose.

Julakesh looks unimpressed by the gifts, but greedily snatches the box from the courier robot. She eyes it suspiciously as it leaves. When she's sure it's gone she holds the box out to the others, to see if they desire any of the rewards.

---

"Ratrod?" Julakesh exclaims loudly with a fierce grin. The glowing orb that orbits her crown of spikes picks up speed at her excitement. "Ah, yes! I know this Ratrod! He is a proud racer of great skill! And his insults at that human were very funny!" Julakesh then lets out a deep belly laugh, clearly amused at Laboni's loss of face.

"Yes, I will happily stuff the stupid human into the garbage for you!"

Suddenly Julakesh's grin becomes a frown, and the glowing ball of light slows its orbit around her head. You want us to help the stupid human triumph over Ratrod? This is not as fun as it first sounded."

Julakesh seems to be thinking very hard. "This will take great luck and skill. The Laboni sucks more than an infant octoscourge gnawing on a malkworm, as Ratrod said."

Turning to Radaszam, Julakesh announces. "We will make this Laboni a winner for you."

Julakesh turns and stomps out of the fancy building, on her way to the race in Botscrap.

Ready when you guys are.

This entertained me greatly!

Radaszam grins widely at Julakesh's enthusiasm. "A vesk after my own heart!"

Ratrod's racing circuit is a hollowed out section of a mountain of spare parts in Botscrap, the track specifically sanctioned by the ysoki-dominated Salvage Union.

When you arrive at the competitor's entrance, a small robot informs you of the basic rules of the race: "Racers and their pit crews are to build and improve their vehicles from the available scrap around the racetrack. Vehicles built at previous junk races can return. Racers can fire upon other competitors during the race, but firing into the audience is grounds for immediate disqualification, racer weapons must be nonlethal and may only affect opponents' vehicles. Do you require further clarification?" the robot waits for a response.

BTW, this is Radaszam.