Hmm's Against the Aeon Throne -- The Adventures of The Teapot!

Game Master Hmm

Spec receives a ping from LINGSTON.

I have no idea how communicators work in alien enemy space stations. I'm assuming Wint can send a message to his friends. If not, totally ignore this post :-(

Wint sends a message to Rush and the Prof
"I've found a Wrikichee here who looks REALLY REALLY ill. Could you come and see if there is anything you can do to help him? Medicine, especially alien medicine, really isn't my strong point. Oh, I'm over at the dispensers.

By the way, where did you all get to? Why did you wander off?"

Spec looks down on the little reality drama unfolding almost literally at his feet and is torn between concern for his teammates well-being and cohesiveness, and attempting not to giggle at the incongruity of the claims made .. especially with the locational context.

Thankfully he is quite literally saved from the awful decision "by the bell" as it were, by nearly simultaneous communicator messages.

Seeing the "Private" flag on Lingston's, he returns in similar fashion

He then replies to both Wint and Rush.
"Oh hullo Wint, so that's where you are! Minos was just now asking where you went. We just found the un-welcoming committee, but they changed their minds now.
Umm, a sick Wrikreechee, well that sounds pretty awful. Why don't I head right over and have a looksie.

And Rush, maybe you should hold on a sec, just in case it is Death-Shrimp contagious.."

As the professor owl-lines his way to Wint's position, he rapidly blurts out to the group "Wint's over at the dispensers with a sick Shrimp but it's not our sick Shrimp but I don't think our sick Shrimp should get any sicker so I'm going over there first ok-see-you-there-bye!!"

Rush, upon hearing that a sick Wrikreechee might be contagious, follows Spec's advice. He stands outside.

Minos watches the discussion with mild interest. Though he quickly check to see if he put his Arc Pistol on Stun or not, then makes sure it is set as such.

Minos follows the Professor to the cantina and takes it all in. "Ah, the local watering hole. This is where life truly bustling. Where unexpected connections can be made. "

Not being fully medically trained, Minos looks at the sickened Wrikreechee with an academic eye

Life Science: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20

Spec arrives at the cantina, puffing slightly, and grumbling something about round not being the right shape for this...

He stumbles to a stop near Wint and gesturing at the (presumably) only ill-looking wrikreechee around "Hey Wint, glad you're safe ..oh my, is this who you were talking about?" and without waiting for an answer, distractedly rushes off to attend to them.

Lacking the requisite mouthparts to properly speak the wrikreechee tongue, the professor instead projects a calm voice into the afflicted creature's mind.
"Greeting sufferer. My name is Spectrum Silvervanes, although friends call me Spec, or professor. What is your name?
Assuming she responds
"Hello Hasshachir, it is a pleasure to meet you. My friend Wint there says that you seem to be quite ill, so I'd like to take a minute and see what I can find out about what's going on here. Is that ok with you?"

Again assuming consent, Spec casts Detect Affliction
DC20 Intelligence: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12
DC20 Wisdom: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17
DC20 Life Science: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15
DC20 Medicine: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

"Oh dearie me, where did you manage to pick up such a dreadful affliction?

Seeing Wint's message, and also Spec rushing off towards the cantina, Prosper looks towards her allies and nudges her head in the same direction. "Looks like Wint found trouble too." After a short pause, she walks quickly after the xaursi.

Once in the cantina though, she's left stepping anxiously from side to side as Spec administers his diagnostic regimen. "Uh, she looks like she's got some kinda wrigglers. How do you even deal with something like that...?"

Pon, heading north to the Furnace Marketplace

What was once a smelting factory has been converted into a bustling marketplace, with unlit furnaces and overturned mine carts serving as various storefronts. The walls are decorated with bits of metal cans, worn ropes, and broken weapons hanging among the exposed pipes. A set of tracks emerges from the southern door, and another door exits to the west.

There are many exotic aliens in this room, most of which are selling only the most basic of items. However, there are a few vendors that look like they may have more interesting gear. There is a small furry creature with big eyes, a hunched back and claws that is looking warily at the customers near his stall. There is a merchant that looks a bit like a cuttlefish in a water tank, and another that is a great furry ball that growls.

As Pon is trying to get the lay of the land, he realizes that there is a creature swiftly approaching him. It's a 7-foot-tall, hulking, creature with thick blue hide, a short neck, and a horse-like head with no eyes, nostrils, ears, fur, or mane—just a mouth with large, blunt teeth. Whatever it is, it has been wandering through the crowds of the marketplace with no discernible destination or pattern, but now is trotting your way. Clomp-clomp-clomp-clomp!

Pon quickly pulls out his rifle, stands his ground and aims it at the creature's head. Azlanti "Do not hurt me and I will not hurt you!"

Intimidate: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25

Back in the Cantina with the Rest of the Party

Hasshachir is relieved at the telepathic communication, which lets her bypass her speech synthasizer. You are wise to have your friend wait a distance from me. These are odheos, bane of the wrikichee. If he is healthy, he does not want to touch me.

Spec realizes that she is suffering from Wrikichee Shell Rot, a disease that is exacerbated by the presence of the odheos, whose infestation is weakening her defenses. They can be slowed by the cold, picked off, or attacked. Unfortunately, when the die, they release nasty hormones that weaken her defenses further. The odheos also seem to be wreaking havoc with her voice box.

I keep trying to attack and remove them, but more keep finding me. They have a nest somewhere on this station. But if you would do this for me, I should do something for you. May I help you in return, travelers? I know this station well.

You notice that she speaks telepathically in Azlanti, but also shares thoughts in vesk, common and other languages.

Some options:
1) You can try to heal her wounds
2) Do medicine to help her with the illness, or to remove the odheos
3) Lure the odheos away to try to kill them away from her
4) Track down her nest with perception and survival to help this problem at its cause.

At the Furnace Marketplace

Clomp-clomp-clompity-clomp!

The creature trots excitedly over to Pon, and pulls something out of its bag.

What does it pick?: 1d4 ⇒ 1

With one hand, he pulls out a cylindrical lens pistol and offers it, open palmed. With the other hand, he taps your rifle.

Tap. Tap.

Pon is very surprised by this development, shown by his standing there motionless.
Wait..what?..He wants the rifle...for the pistol...?
After several seconds in which I assume the creature does it again, Pon slowly hands the creature the rifle as he reaches for the pistol. During this exchange Pon's face is contorted in utter confusion.

At the Furnace Marketplace

The creature hands you the pistol, yanks the rifle out of Pon's hands, and happily trots away with it to a corner of the marketplace where he's made a makeshift little camp for himself.

Clomp-clomp-clompity-clomp-clomp!

As the creature trots away, Pon can hear the small furry merchant with big eyes and the clawed hands mutter under his breath, "वि-वि-विशालकाय पॉटी मोरन।" as he shakes his head. Then as Pon turns towards the sound, the small furry merchant's eyes bug out, and then he bows and quakes nervously. "एर ... एन-एन-नॉट यू, इलस्ट्रेट।"

He has his hands on his furnace grate, as if ready to slam it shut.

"Professor if you can start treating the patient. Though if you need to use one of these" He hands Spec a Spell Ampoule: Lesser Remove Condition. "And if you have to use the big one" He offers the Spell Ampoule: Remove Condition

He then nudges Lord Dracos from his snooze and points him at the Wrikichee. He looks back at Minos with an incredulous look. "ek!" Minos sighs, rebuked. "Right you are not a scent hound"

Minos Survival: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10
Minos Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13
Lord Dracos Perception, Aid: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

As a house rule, I let the highest roll lead and all other rolls aid... I'm also willing to let you take ten, Minos.

Remove Condition is not the same as Remove Affliction, alas.

Dalinar can't do anything to help the wrikreechee so he heads out to look for the nest.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22
Survival: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

Dalinar finds a trail leading to a 3 foot wide pipe. These are the same pipes that some of the small furry sentients and other little aliens have been exiting and entering the Cantina from. Wint and Spec could enter easily. You and Minos (and any other medium sized creatures other than Prosper) will have to squeeze. The pipes are very warm to the touch, but other creatures have been moving through them.

PS. I have blocked off a hallway on the map that was a mistake in the artwork for this AP. The hallway north of 2 does not exist.

Dalinar stops short when he sees where the trail is heading. "I don't think...yes, I'm definitely too large to get into a pipe. Can any of you follow these tracks without me?"

"Why don't I and the professor go down there? We'll fit easily and should be more than a match for a bunch of worms. Right, professor?

And yes, I can probably (maybe?) follow the tracks"

With that, Wint jumps into the pipe

perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18
survival: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21

Dalinar looks relieved to hear Wint's suggestion but he covers it up quickly. "Good man Master Wint, but I think the Professor may need to stay with his charge."

Meanwhile...

Rush sits quietly and stares at a rat scurrying around in front of him. He reaches into his pack and offers it some dried fruit. The rat takes it, and then suddenly another rat comes up. Rush opens a bag of chips and hands the rat one. Another comes up, and he hands out another chip. This repeats for a while...

By the time someone comes out, there is a line up of rats patiently waiting for their rations from the death shrimp.

"Will be King of rats." Rush says to whoever looks at him.

Spec looks up just in time to see a flash of skitterfur vanish into the pipe
Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14
and when he returns his gaze to Hasshachir to see that he had been applying mammalian poultices to her chitinous shell..
Medicine: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10
"Oh crumpets! I am dreadfully sorry my dear, but this does not appear to be working at all the way I had imagined it would... maybe something different ... Ummm.....I'll return shortly!"
and he pudgy-owl-speed-trots after Wint
Survival: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15
"Wait for me Wint! ...where are we going?"

You can squeeze in the pipes Dalinar. It will just be tight.

Wint and Spec travel through the pipes. It's dark in there, so both of you will have to use the lights that come with your armor. It's even more sultry inside the pipes than it was in the Plaza and on the Track Corridor. Spec's feathers and Wint's fur are damp, and sticking to their skin.

There are tons of sounds of creatures conversing within the pipes, and sound carries a long distance here. The small races of the station speak a patois of many different languages, intermixed with bits of Azlanti. As you follow the trail into the pipes, you see that many of the ones in this area are very smooth and well-traveled. However, there is a dingy pipe that branches off from your main one in which you see a skittering odheo.

You're heading towards Room 5 -- Do you call for backup before proceeding?

If Wint has any clue where is he he'll let the others know.

But the Wrikichee needs help!! So he bravely advances into room 5 to confront the nasty Odheo.

If room 5 is lit he will turn off his light and then try and stealth in so he can see what is going on. If it isn't lit then he kind of needs light to see so stealth isn't much of a possibility

IF he can try and sneak in he'll whisper to Spec first "I'm gonna try and sneak in"

Survival: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7 to maybe know where he is
stealth: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (20) + 13 = 33 If circumstances permit

Taking his cue from Wint (in the possibly mistaken assumption that he knows what he is doing) Spec also tries to localize their position and inform the group.
Survival: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27
Whispered over comms: "Hey guys? Umm, Wint found a room with one of those odheos ... aaand now hes going in. I'm gonna try and sneak in with him. If you hear screaming, please help ......except you Rush ... shrimps don't need crabby infestations....going now!"

Spec shifts his feathers to try and pull any remaining darkness around himself and follows Wint in (Assuming Wint goes in)
Stealth: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 6 + 2 = 19

After a moment of awkwardly shuffling around the infested wrikreechee after Spec flees, Prosper offers "Uh, nice day here. Sorry you're all, y'know, infested..." Then realizing she's not going to be any help at all here, she runs a hand through her hair and says "Um, I'll be right back too." and skedaddles after Spec.

Once at the pipe she gives Dalinar a thumbs up and a "No worries, I'll back them up." before slipping into the pipe. She follows directly after the sounds that the other two are making.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

As she wriggles through the pipe, she allows her limbs and torso to momentarily turn to wriggling jelly - letting her navigate the tight spaces with surprising ease. (Astrazoans get the 'compression' racial trait, so she's probably not even counted as squeezing)

Over comms she adds "I think I'm right behind you guys. Hopefully the little bugs don't like fire - because that's what I'm bringing."

"Rush, are you alright over there? Would you prefer to help?" Dalinar calls out.

Dalinar nods at Prosper then stands by the pipeway listening for screams.

Room 5. Parasite Nest

The center of this chamber is a mess of blood-stained cloth, scraps of metal, and stagnant puddles of water. Though it is accessible only via the network of pipes, this small area has a 10-foot-high ceiling. However, it has no lighting of its own, so Wint needs to use his lights to see as he comes out in this room -- and the first thing he sees are nasty, nasty ten-legged spiders with long probing harpoon-like tongues that don't look too particular about what they hurt.

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Red Harpoon tongue vs Wint: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11
Red Piercing Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Yellow Harpoon tongue vs Prosper: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16
Yellow Piercing Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Red and Yellow shoot out nasty spiky tongues at Wint and Prosper, but both miss! The great thing about these pipes is they are echoey... Dalinar will surely hear the screams that he's been waiting for.

★ --- ★ --- ★ --- ★

Round 1
Active conditions: Pon in the Furnace Marketplace

Odheos
Red
Yellow

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Dalinar
Rush

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Odheos
Green
Blue

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Wint
Prosper
Spec
Minos

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Sense Motive: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15

Pon is snapped out of his confusion by the small creature. He looks over and notices its temperament. With a warm smile and slow, soft movement, he joins the small creature near its furnace grate

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16

Azlanti "Why hello there little one," he starts calmly and warmly. "I know you were talking to me with those words, no worries. What exactly do you have for sale here? I'm sure one such as I would like your wares."

When Dalinar hears the yells of his companions he immediately dives into the pipes. Then he just as quickly remembers why he didn't want to. The tunnel is even tighter than the closet he used to get locked inside. But he hears the sounds of battle and keeps moving.

Double move.

At the Furnace Marketplace -- all conversation in Azlanti

As Pon comes in closer, he can see the sign over this Furnace reads Glest's Goods. There are some high-end items here, though everything is marked up 150% from what it would be in the Pact Worlds.

Glest himself has an alarmed eye twitch as Pon comes closer. "Illustri... You are being so polite and kind in your tone. So very polite and w-w-warm and w-w-welcoming, even." His voice rises in pitch. "Wh-wh-what do you want from me? I know nothing about no-one! My eyes just on my m-m-merchandise. Only on my m-m-merchandise, r-r-right?"

Rush hears Dalinar calling to him, the Wrikreechee does as his name, and moves towards the blade master.

Room 5. Parasite Nest

Rush and Dalinar head down the pipes but not before the bugs attack again!

Targets: 2d3 ⇒ (2, 1) = 3

Blue Harpoon tongue vs Spec: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23
Blue Piercing Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Green Harpoon tongue vs Prosper: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22
Green Piercing Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Green and Blue shoot out nasty spiky tongues at Spec and Prosper, and both hit!

SLURRRRRP!

★ --- ★ --- ★ --- ★

Round 1
Active conditions: Pon in the Furnace Marketplace

Odheos
Red
Yellow

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Dalinar
Rush

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Odheos
Green
Blue

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Wint
Prosper (-5)
Spec (-4)
Minos

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Nasty of them to create tiny creatures with melee reach!

Minos pulls some junk out of his bag and rolls it down the pipe as it begins to form in to a little clockwork automaton.

Begin casting Summon Creature

I love those little bobbing figures :-).

Wint ducks down amongst the rubble, coming up beside red and whacking it

stealth for trick attack: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (6) + 14 = 20

"Darn, its HARD to hide from something when you're BIGGER than it!! I'm not used to fighting small things :-("

tactical baton (KAC): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
for bashing: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 plus trick attack: 1d8 ⇒ 7

"Shoot this one, I'm distracting it!!!"

Coordinated shot gives a +1 on red

Pon speaks soothingly, "Tell me little one, what do you know of a Talmrin, a female gosclaw?"
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17

Spec stumble-steps away from that horrifying tongue, squeaks out "Aack! Kill it with FIRE!!
and pitches an incengiary grenade between Blue-of-the-Stabby-Tongue, and its Yellow friend
Bombs Away!: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17
FIRE!!: 1d6 ⇒ 1 within 5'
BURN?: 1d4 ⇒ 4 DC12 Reflex for half and burn-negate

Room 5 -- Parasite Nest.

Minos summons. Wint just barely misses the bugs, while Prof Spec attempts to kill the nasty bugs and their nest with FIRE!

Reflex Blue: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
Reflex Yellow: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

They both take the full five damage, and their blood smoked nest appears to be on fire as well.

★ --- ★ --- ★ --- ★

Round 1
Active conditions: Pon in the Furnace Marketplace

Odheos
Red
Yellow (-5)

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Dalinar
Rush

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Odheos
Green
Blue (-5)

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Wint
Prosper (-5)
Spec (-4)
Minos

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Animated tokens!
BTW Wint, we only get the benefit of Coordinated shot if you aren't granting the enemy any cover.

Prosper tumbles back, away from the bug creatures. "Eugh, how come these are SO big? I thought we'd be against some normal bugs." She draws her flare rifle in the process.

Acrobatics to tumble: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (14) + 10 = 24

She brings the barrel up and sends a flare at the nearest injured one, blue!
Dazzler Flare Rifle; vs EAC: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26
Flare rifle damage (F): 2d4 + 3 ⇒ (3, 1) + 3 = 7 +
Crit damage: 2d4 + 3 ⇒ (3, 3) + 3 = 9

"WHOA, those special Nakondis flares are something!"

Room 7 - Furnace Marketplace

Pon speaks soothingly, "Tell me little one, what do you know of a Talmrin, a female gosclaw?"

Pon's soothing tone is excellent, but it doesn't work the way it was intended.

Glest's eyes narrow. "Oh no, Illustri. I'm on to your games. Soothing w-w-words, and then the next thing you know you've let something slip and your family goes to G-G-Gulta and you never see them again!"

"Then... w-what do you w-want to talk about?" Glest goes ballistic. “The gosclaw? Are you trying to get me killed? Is that—is that what you w-want, to get me killed? What do you think you're asking?" His eye is twitching even more than it was before. "I w-won't go anywhere near her—you w-won't get me anywhere near her—you w-won't have me around for the tap-tap-tapping tap-tappity-tap-tap-tap and she comes out!”

Glest taps on the side of his furnace when he says this...

Tap-tap-tapping tap-tappity-tap-tap-tap

...and then he abruptly stops. "W-wait, what am I doing? Am I trying to get myself killed? No, took my meds today. If I took my meds, I want to live... right? No, wait. I'm talking to Azlanti, which everyone knows is suicidal, especially when they are asking about no good scoundrels like Talmrin, who attract..." He looks at you, terrified, and says, "I don't know anything, and you haven't seen me, and we haven't been talking about Talmrin!"

Glest slams his gate shut. On it is a sign that says, 'Out to lunch, be back in 1 hour.'

Room 5. The Parasite Nest

Prosper's excellent shot burns the Blue odheo to a crisp, and it explodes in a splatter of blood -- which fortunately only hits its fellow odheos.

Also I forgot something. When Wint misses, the red Odheo is able to take a guarded step back... It's a weird monster special ability!

Targets: 2d3 ⇒ (3, 1) = 4

Red Harpoon Tongue vs Wint: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17
Piercing Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Yellow Harpoon Tongue vs Prosper: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17
Piercing Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

BOTH hit! SLUURRRRRP!

★ --- ★ --- ★ --- ★

Round 2
Active conditions: Pon in the Furnace Marketplace

Odheos
Red
Yellow (-5)

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Dalinar
Rush

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Odheos
Green
Blue (DEAD)

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Wint (-5)
Prosper (-10)
Spec (-4)
Minos

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Dalinar scrambles out of the pipe and heads towards the nearest critter looking especially perturbed.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
Damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

Photon attunement, so actually that damage is one higher if that actually hit.

Rush double moves to be alongside Dalinar, unsheathing both of his bone blades as he moves.

Room 5. The Parasite Nest

Dalinar just barely misses green, and the creature takes a guarded step to where it can taste a delicious, delicious wrikichee. Who can resist Death Shrimp, especially when slathered in salty sweat, and smelling of metal pipes?

Green Harpoon Tongue vs Rush: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17
Piercing Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

It just barely misses, its tongue lingering too long as it savors the savory, salty shrimp! All it needs is a butter sauce!

LICK!

★ --- ★ --- ★ --- ★

Round 2
Active conditions: Pon in the Furnace Marketplace

Odheos
Red
Yellow (-5)

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Dalinar
Rush

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Odheos
Green
Blue (DEAD)

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Wint (-5)
Prosper (-10)
Spec (-4)
Minos

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Spec steps a bit closer and hurls another grenade next to Yellow (this time between it and its Green friend)
"Nope, nope, nope! ... more FIRE!!"

Bombs Away: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
FIRE!!: 1d6 ⇒ 3 within 5'
Burn?: 1d4 ⇒ 3 DC12 Reflex for half and burn-negate

Reflex Green: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
Reflex Yellow: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23

Green takes full damage! Yellow nimbly skitters out of the way of most of the damage!

From the blood-soaked nest, more fire, and the sounds of tiny eggs popping as they burst into flame.

Pop-pop-pop-pop!

★ --- ★ --- ★ --- ★

Round 2
Active conditions: Pon in the Furnace Marketplace

Odheos
Red
Yellow (-6)

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Dalinar
Rush

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Odheos
Green (-6)
Blue (DEAD)

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Wint (-5)
Prosper (-10)
Spec (-4)
Minos

Wint ducks into the machinery in the centre of the room, again trying to surprise the little bastard

stealth for trick attack: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (19) + 14 = 33
tactical baton (KAC): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24
for bashing: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 plus trick attack: 1d8 ⇒ 7

"Ha!!!! Take that you big, I mean, small meanie! Nobody messes with my friends!!"

If it still happens to be up after 12 points of damage (a new record for Wint, I believe) people get a +1 vs red

"Well, I think that popping sound is good?" Prosper sounds unsure as she switches to her next target. "You got more of those Spec?"

She fires a burning flare arcing through the air at the red odheo (or if its already down, yellow).
Dazzler Flare Rifle; vs EAC: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 1 = 8
Flare rifle damage (F): 2d4 + 3 ⇒ (2, 1) + 3 = 6

Then calls out "Let's stop that yellow one before it can bite someone else!" Get 'em on yellow.

Working together, Prosper and Wint bring Red from completely healthy to all the way dead! In addition, Prosper lays a Get 'Em on Yellow!

★ --- ★ --- ★ --- ★

Round 2
Active conditions: Pon in the Furnace Marketplace

Odheos
Red (DEAD)
Yellow (-6, Get'Em)

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Dalinar
Rush

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Odheos
Green (-6)
Blue (DEAD)

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Wint (-5)
Prosper (-10)
Spec (-4)
Minos + Summon