GM Woran's Starfinder: Dead Suns AP

Game Master Woran

Survival Knife: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11
1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Jaru launches another of the items he grabbed from the hold at the lion.

Telekinetic Projectile: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Ras: Space kitty dodges the knife

Jaru: Makes a solid dent in the space kitty's skull.

Red lion: Whirls around to bite at Ras

red lion bite: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

Round 4

Rasalhague 5 damage, 4 stam 1 HP
Jaru
Blue goblin 6 damage, unconcious.
Red Lion 11 damage
Antonius
Blixa
Orange Goblin

Antonius and Blixa can act!

"Tony! Try aiming for the kitty's inguinal fat pad!"

Aid Another to Hit!: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11

"Common Blixa! Remember to use common!" Raz shouted from somewhere on the other side of the beasty.

Orange goblin: Eager for revenge of its fallen brother, organge lunged again at the kitty.

goblin bite: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15
bide damage: 1d4 ⇒ 3

Antonius: Seeing the kitty distracted by a goblin in its neck, Antonius takes another shot.

trick attack: 1d20 + 9 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 9 + 4 = 20
pistol: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17
pistol damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5

While the kitty doesnt fall for antonius his distraction, the shot is still a hit. The kitty twitches as it goes down, but then lies still, apart from the goblin kickings its carcass a few times for good measure.

Were out of initiative

As the final beast in this room falls, Raz leans against the piece of equipment behind him and lets out a groan of relief.

"Is that the last of them?" He asked before spying the doors leading further in to the ship. "Oh joy. Please let that be the rear airlock."

The door is just a plain regular door.

Kicking one of the corpses as he makes his way in, Antonius starts investigating the engines. He wants to make sure they are safe to start up.

perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
engineering: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17

Can I take 10 mins and a resolve to restore my stamina to full. Also there is a goblin down

"Grag! Grag wake up!"

The goblin tries to shake his friend awake.

The engines have gone trough automatic safety shutdown, to preserve to core after days of inactivity. Its running on minimal power so it generates electricity for the ships systems, but the propulsion would need to go trough warmup procedures. Fairly easy, to start up, but it will take about an hour or two with a ship this old and 'used'.

Untrained Medicine: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (18) + 0 = 18
Any hope?
Raz pushed himself up and stumbled for the downed goblin. He was not sure what to do, but anything was better than nothing. Fingers checked for a pulse before he started basic chest compressions in the vague hope of getting anything from the little body.

As he worked, he started a prayer to...

Random Deity: 1d30 ⇒ 21

... Arshea, begging that the goblin be spared.

Grag has a big hole ripped in his side by the tentacle kitty, and is bleeding out. Ras applies preassure, and it looks like its slowing the bleeding down.

Using one of the healing serums would probably heal Grag enough

Yup, this is happening
Healing Serum: 1d8 ⇒ 5

Grag convulses, coughs out some blood, then opens his eyes.

His goblin friend embraces him, sobbing.

"Grag! You all right Grag!"

Grag feels all over his body, making sure all limbs are accounted for.
He looks from his friend to Ras. "Is bad kitty gone? Is not going to eat me? I thought kitty had eaten me."

"He made a spirited attempt, but we got him before he got you," Raz said, resuming his slump against the nearest wall.

"Ok, guys, I want to restore power to this old rust-bucket. Do any of you mind me powering up the engines?" asks Rat Tony, whiskers twitching at the excitement of hot-wiring this old rig.

Blixa shakes her head.

"We still need to get onto the Drift Rock and finish the job here... and there's still one more room here. Did you ever pull the ship's schematics from the computers?"

"Yeah, I tried. But some moron forgot to actually put the deck plans in the system. Freaking useless!"

"You see, this is what happens when you slash funding for regulatory bodies. It's almost like they didn't want enterprising mercenaries to have easy access to the ship's manifest and layout. Get the engines up and running, then we'll check out this last compartment."

Once the warm up process for the engines has started, it runs without supervision. Antonius links the display to his personal comlink, so that he can get status and warnings if need be.

Curious about the last compartment, you open it up. Surrounded by machinery, the long chamber stretches across the width of the ship. It looks like someone crammed main engeneering and a tech workshop into one room. There are wires and refurbished components everywhere.

Meanwhile, Grag and his friend have reverted into a heated discussion in goblin. You're not entirely sure what they are going on about, but you think its about who gets Grag's stuff if he had died.

updated the map

"All right, got this heap of junk running." says Antonius. "Will come in handy if we have get the heck out of here quickly. Now what? Where's dis rock dese critters came from?"

Antonius once more accesses the computer, trying to access all sensors and records.

computers: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25

GM Woran any chance you could do a summation sheet of all gear found, so that we have a better idea what we have found?

"At the other end of the ship's tow cables," Raz said, jerking a thumb towards the rear of the ship. "Right now, we've got the run of the ship. I vote we hole up again and treat our wounded. Maybe see about getting a message back to the Ambassador and the Starfinders. The folks back at the Lorespire Complex might be able to provide some insight as to what we're dealing with."

"We still have not located whatever the Eoxans wanted us to find. I think. I might be high."

"Babe, you most definitely are. But you are also right." says Antonius. "Let's hole up and take rest. We got power now, so we should be able to wait mos' anything. Meanwhile, I can check to see if this bird has any claws.

"By claws, I mean weapons, Blixa."

"I assumed the fact that the scuff marks leading out of the hold ended at the airlock and the fact that our pilot left in the night meant that the Ambassador's cargo had already been claimed. Is that wrong? I'm probably wrong. Perhaps I've been standing too close to Blixa." Jaru turns and starts walking down the hall muttering to himself.

"I need some water..."

Halfway down the hall Jaru stops and turns back to the group.

"I'm sorry. Is anyone still injured?"

Items found:

Starboard Cargo Hold:
2 bulk of weird shards
flame pistol (8 petrol remaining)

Engineering: (where you are now, but the check to spot this is DC 5)
2 bulk of weird shards
tactical arc emitter (12 charges remaining)
300 UPBs (you can craft them into something here)

Crew Quarters:
incendiary grenade I
two shock grenades I
a stickybomb grenade I
two detonators
a tool kit (engineering kit)
a fire extinguisher
500 UPBs
500 credits from under someones bunk

Crew Storage:
1 bulk of weird shards
disruptive fusion seal (5th)
two mk 1 serums of healing (Ras used one of them on Grag)
three medpatches

Bridge
3 bulk of weird shards

The log you recovered from the bridge mentioned the crew finding the drift rock by accident while traveling in the drift, the crew’s initial exploration of the asteroid’s surface and the strange “geodes” they found there. The captain then states that the crew was under attack from monsters that “hatched” from the geodes they brought back to the ship.

From the aft airlock you can easily the cables that tie the Acreon and the Drift rock together. Using them as guides to reach the rock would make the zero G travel easy.

"I've got a few scratches but it is nothing a quick breather shouldn't be able to soothe," Raz said, satisfied that there were no more of those creatures lurking around and waiting to ambush the party.

"I'll head up to the cockpit and see if I can get a hold of the Ambassador or the Starfinders."

"I think restin' up would be a good thing. Now, Ras, don' go advertisin' we're still alive quite yet. Granted, me firin' up the engines probably blew our cover, but let's just wait, shall we?" asks the Ysoki.

"Maybe I should put dat disruptive seal on my pistol... everyone's always said Rat Tony was a disruption... now mebbe my pistol will be, too!

"and what we gonna do wit' the space gobbos? If we'ze gonna keep 'em around, we should arm 'em, so dey don't hafta go bitin' everyone. I just bet dey'd love dat flamer."

"Our new friends have proven both helpful and loyal thus far. I am okay with them accompanying us should they choose to do so."

"I just realized we haven't made proper introductions yet. I am Jaru Malaris Xin Yarik of Clan Ro, House Cygnus Star Seeker of the line of Zem. What are your names? And are you interested in accompanying us further?" Jaru says to the goblins.

The goblins eyes glaze a bit over as Jaru introduces himself.

Grag puffs up his chest. "I'm Grag!"

Not to be outdone by his friend, the other goblin puffs himself up as well, looking a bit riducolous in the process. "And I am Zok! We are of the space hopper clan."

Zok looks around at the rest of the party. "Well... The scar-y man over there," he points at Ras,[/b] "did say there would be more sammiches if we helped. Sooooooooo if we can get a sammich now, and if we help more later and get then more sammiches? Its a good deal."[/b]

Grag nods along, clearly agreeing to the sammich deal.

"A very good deal! Pleased to meet you Grag and Zok. Come along and I'll make you those...sammiches." says Jaru, as he awkwardly tries out the goblin's slang.

"And there is no need for you to remember all of that. You can call me Jaru."

Both eagerly follow Jaru to the galley.

"You cut them sammiches al triangle like? Then they taste best."

Zog and Grag tremble in anticipation at the thought of triangle sammiches.

So, you want to take a rest before going to the drift rock. Where would your character sleep? In one of the crews bunks? Or would your character find that a bit morbid? Make a bed in one of the cargo hold?

Antonius makes his way into the room next to the laser trap, being very careful not to trigger it again.

He takes the time to clean up one of the beds, if needed, claiming it as his own. "Dey ain't usin' it, anyway. So, might as well get a good night's sleep."

Raz resumes his position in the cockpit, staring up into the void between stars. It was perhaps for the best. Light had started twisting around him oddly and he wanted a bit of privacy for some meditation.

Jaru makes delicious triangle sammiches for Grag and Zok before collapsing onto a bed in the room next to where they gound the pair earlier.

Blixa's face scrunches in complex thought.

"Tony. Is this ship equipped with alarms? I mean, if we could just walk into this hunk of metal, what is stopping someone else from doing the same thing? Or, at the minimum, can you seal and lock all access points on to the ship? I'd dream better if I knew there was no danger of having a nightmare."

Blixa will create a makeshift bed in the engine room. The thrum of the engine will give her most pleasant dreams.

"Good idea, Blixa." says Antonius.

He then checks to see what areas of the ship can be observed on the sensors, with the goal of setting up alerts or alarms if anyone other than us (or the goblins) are in the ship.

He also secures the doors and computers with new passwords/access codes... and conveniently forgets to let anyone else know what they are.

Setting alarms on the airlock doors is no problem. If anyone opens them, they will go off.

As everyone makes their bed and drifsts of to sleep, only the thrum of the engines can be heard.

Untill the middle of the night. When everyone startles awake from the sound of something heavy crashing to the floor and breaking.

Rushing out, bleary eyed, there is a toaster, on fire, in the middle of the kitchen floor.

A pair of goblin legs are sticking out of the trashcan. There is also a carboard box with two small feet poking out from its bottom.

"Well, I see," Raz said at the sight. At some point during the night, he had stripped the top of his jumpsuit and armor off and tied them both at his waist. His bare torso was as alarmingly scarred as the rest of what the party had glimpsed. He looked to Jaru, "Your turn to be stern with the children."

Laser pistol out, Anronius rushes to the galley. He sees Raz getting there before him. "What the frick?!?!" he yells out.

"Jūs labāk ir labs izskaidrojums par šo!"

Jaru takes in the scene in stunned dismay not even registering Ras' comment at first but is startled out of his stupor by Tony's outburst.

"What? Stern? Ummm... let's see. Stop what you're doing right now! If you set the kitchen on fire we won't be able to make you any more sammiches."

Intimidation: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (5) + 0 = 5

As he "berates" the goblins Jaru scans the galley for a fire extinguisher.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28

Blixa belly laughs when she gets to the kitchen.

Fire safety being important, there is a fire extinguisher located next to the door.

From the carboard box there is a protest. "I didnt do it! He did!"
Followed by a *thump*, which is probably a goblin trying to point but forgetting he's in a box.

From the trashcans there are mild sounds of distress, as it looks like whoever is in there, is stuck.

Jaru grabs the extinguisher and hoses down the small blaze.

"Nevermind whose fault it is. Let's just get you out of there so we can all get back to sleep."

Blixa turns the trash can over. Her antennae glow and twitch.

You are the Mighty Trashlor! Goblin God of Scavenging! You are thought made flesh and metal!

Zog gets shaken out of the trashcan. He spits out a piece of trash.

"Nuh uh. I didnt do it. Grag did!"

For everyone's safety you lock the goblins up in one of the crew quarters.

The night progresses without incident. Breakfast is a slightly sad affair with the toaster now a burned out husk, but there is still more then enough food stuffs to make everyone a hearty breakfast.

Grag and Zog are sad the toaster is no more, but adamantly keep saying the other destroyed the toaster.

Looking out the back airlock, it looks like crossing over to the drift rock is as easy as stepping out the airlock, and grabbing on to one of the towing cables tying the Acreon and the rock together.