GM_MG's Dead Suns (Inactive)

Game Master GM_MG

I will definitely accompany you over to their ship

i will accompany as well

Docking with the ship is easy, and pretty soon the three Starfinders make their way across.

Entering the other ship, you see the dark skinned human woman from earlier, a female korasha lashunta, a male vesk, and a male android. None appear to be armed.

"Welcome to the Rusty Rivet, folks, and congratulations on the victory. I'm Alera Okwana."

"So look, I'm a Free Captain, but I was stationed here to patrol the area and guard it against threats. But you damn sure don't look like Overwatch, so I'm thinking you aren't here to mess with us. So really, this is all sort of a funny misunderstanding, right?" she chuckles ruefully.

"Ooo boarding a hostile ship? Like space pirates? Yarrrr!" Tiktik exclaims as he and Elliot bounce along next to the rest of the boarding party.

On the Sunrise Maiden

”Excellent. B-bop, keep the engines warm, and Jax, well... keep the gun pointed their direction.”

Moments later

Looking around at the crew of the Rusty Rivet, L shifts to a blue hue.

”I did ask you to consider your actions, but you insisted. So, now that brings us here. Do you always fire on vessels entering this region? And why are you so jumpy about the Overwatch?”

Diplomacy to keep them calm and talking: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (7) + 15 = 22

Sense Motive in case of shenanigans: 1d20 + 7 + 1d6 ⇒ (11) + 7 + (5) = 23

B-Bop glares ruefully at the visual scanner of the other ship, hands clenching and unclenching on the pilot controls.

Try anything sketchy, I dares ya.

Tiktik scratches his forehead at the mention of Overwatch.
culture to ID the term: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22
if no recollection, he'll surf the infosphere for references
computers: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (2) + 15 = 17

She cocks her head.

"Well, we're Free Captains. Pirates. The Stewards tend to look poorly on that sort of thing."

"But, far as I can tell, you aren't here to bother us, which means something else brought you out here. Something else that isn't my business. So let's be done here, and we can each go on our merry way."

B-Bop flicks the switch to the comms system.

Dey need ta surrender all'a dere snacks. I'm in da mood fer some crunchy snacks, something wit' peanuts an' barbeque an' milk duds. Dey better have some sprockin' snacks over dere. I'm in da mood ta munch some snacks an' blast bork-brained ambushers ta space dust an' I'm all outta snacks.

Indeed, we are not here to bother any free captains, but never the less you have attacked us and we should discuss recompense

"Well, ya beat us fair and square. We'll offer you 6,000 credits to let us walk away."

B-Bop flicks the comm switch back on.

Six large AN' all'a yer snacks. An' we'll offer ya poozers a tow.

<Telepathically to Talek and L> That is not too bad, I say we take it

<telepathic message to bepo, L, and tiktik> maybe less money and include information and safe passage from other free captains?

<Telepathically to Talek and L> Same Money, then ask for information and passage

what do you think L, do we let them off for some creds? Our pilot is requesting snacks as well

Smiling broadly to the Free Captain.

”It appears we have a deal, though, we have our man back on the ship that is itching for either snacks, or to shoot something.”

L pantomimes a large cannon firing and an explosion.

”So, perhaps throw in something tasty and we'll be out of your hair?”

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (20) + 15 = 35

She looks confused, but nods to the Vesk, who leaves and returns with an armload of potato crisps and candy bars.

"So, I think our business is concluded. If you don't mind me asking, what are you doing out here?"

Exploration, we are Starfinders seeking a better understanding of the cosmos

<Telepathically to L and Talek> Should we ask them about what we are really looking for? They might know something if they have been in this area long.

<telepathic message to bepo and L> i leave that to you and L. I am got good at reading the motives of others

She grins.

"Oh, hell, I thought you all died in that, what was it called, Stinging Stars thingy. Well, good for you! Still out here exploring.

"Could have picked a better place than here, mind you. This has been a busy patch of space lately. How much can really be left to discover out here?"

”Busy how? What’s been going on out here?”

"Spotted a coupla bone ships, big bruisers. Above my pay grade, and probably not too concerned about the Free Captains, so's I just watched 'em. They did their business and then left."

"Well then, thank you for your cooperation. Maybe next time, try talking things out, or at least running a scan on a ship first."

L collects the prizes and heads back over to the Maiden.

Once back on board, he smiles a toothy grin at B-bop and dumps the snacks on the console.

"Enjoy."

B-Bop jumps up to view the victory bounty.

Oh damn, dere's Rocket-Wockets fried bubblegum chips, teriyaki filling soy cakes, choco-kraut strudels, mud-mint pudding from Verces, wow, dis is some good stuff!

He reaches over to the comm switch to open a channel to the other ship.

Alright, dese are some pretty good snacks, so's we ain't gonna blast ya, turnin' da weapon lock off now. Smell ya later, space-poozers.

B-Bop rips open a pack of Veskarium blood chip sponge cakes.

Mmmph, how sweet it is. Hey, let's cruise around, try an' find some more jerkwad welcomin' committees an' send 'em packin' wit' bloody noses an' empty snack lockers?

Well they talked about a couple of bone ships, calling them big bruisers, I wonder what those are.

Also a 1,000 creds per person right?

Bone ships?! Dey ain't gonna have snacks!

Yup, with Volter out to pursue higher education we are down to a 6-person party, so the new credits work out to 1000 apiece.

I'm pretty sure to the bone ships, WE are the snacks. Tiktik giggled. But this is the third time I think that Eoxians have popped up on us. I think Mr. Won't-share-his-secrets-to-techno-immortality is behind all of this. He started us down this path, and I'm guessing he's just using us as his bloodhound leading him around while he holds the leash loose enough for us to forget he's right behind us.

But of course we gotta go check out the area! We're Starfinders now! Let's go find some stars!

that seems to be a reasonable hypothesis Tiktik. In retrospect, I wish that we had opened that crate up when we had the chance.

So, Mrs. Pirate Lady, which way did those bone ships go? And you say that you watched 'em? What'd you see 'em do?

She gives a half-hearted shurg.

"I dunno where they went. Cut their sublight drives, fired up the drift engines and took off.

"As for what they did, I don't know. Sent out some transports, landed on a couple rocks, then left."

Tiktik wrinkled his nose at the surprisingly unhelpful pirate they could have totally just blown to smithereens. Maybe you could share the coordinates for some of those rocks? Ya know, so we can be on our way... Unless of course you want to find out just how fast 'ole B-Bop can chow through those snacks...

B-Bop brushes crumbs off his chest onto the floor and opens another snack package.

Where da hell's da roomba gone off to? Sprockin' thing keeps disappearin' more an' more...

She checks a datapad.

"Yeah, it was...what we call K9204. It's a S-type asteroid, big enough for a little gravity and a tenuous atmo. Bunch of cloakey-types used to live there."

She transmits the astrometric information to the Sunrise Maiden.

Thanks! That should be just what we need! Cloaky types, eh? Mkay, we’ll have to look out for that. I’m super glad we didn’t kill ya and decided to be friends instead! Remember our comm code if you see any trouble, and we can send ya a tip if we come across some juicy salvage!

Trying to figure out how to go about this, probably waking up from being passed out behind the guns lol. Anyway, I'll figure this out

Jax wake, startled at the news of pirates and jumps on the comms before departing the boarded ship.

first and foremost, does Jax have any recollection of who these pirates are and/or the name of the ship? If needed what would I need to roll for my knowledge check with a -5 to the check I may add, lol.

Not really, they aren't particularly important among the free captains.

She looks confused but nods all the same.

By the look of the data the asteroid is only a short travel from your current location.

Looking over the scanners, identifying the Rusty Rivet, "Now I know I've seen this ship before. It's hard to forget such a sorry sight, not being much worth other than a dingy." Jax chuckles as he says over the comms.

"Also, I vaguely recall seeing you before. Aren't you guys the rag tag crew that had to go off on your own because no crew could stand to have you aboard? I think it was because of your tendency to fail missions quite often?" Jax laughs again.

"But hey, at least you're trying otherwise Besmara would have delt with you lot long ago. In other news however, how have things been on Broken Rock? And have you by chance come across a pirate lord by the name of Jivago Sunderland? Cant forget a ship likens his, the Crimson Storm."

The captain unsurprisingly seems uninterested in continuing conversation, especially after your japes, and go radio silent.

The asteroid the captain described is only perhaps 30 minutes from your current position. What would you like to do?

Clearing his throat (which sounds more like rocks scraping together than a cough), L turns towards the helm.

”Well then, perhaps we should make way towards the asteroid?”

Settling back into the captains chair, Tapping a watery limb on the arm of the chair.

Hm. Space pirates are a strange group. Insulting and disrespecting each other for no reason. Perhaps that’s how to approach the cat from now on?

"Huh, I guess I hit a nerve. Oh well. Good riddance I say. The pirates of today are nothing like the ones of centuries past. Let alone they didnt call their ships the Rusty Rivet," Jax laughs to himself again.

"I'm just happy our ship has a respectable name, the Sunrise Maiden. Should be a name to be remembered for many years to come.

Anyway though, I'm fine with heading out. We should keep a close eye on the scammers however. I doubt they'll be the last pirates we'll be seeing out in these waters, being so close to their home."

Jax leans back into the gunner seat letting out a long sigh.

Oh how I miss Broken Rock and the good ol' days.

Agreed, let us see if we can discern the purpose of the Eoxians scrutiny.

Tiktik bounces in his seat with excitement and whined, C’mon already with the talky bits! There’s explorin’ to do right over there!”

The astroid does sound like a great start to look for these cultists. We might want to get there as quickly as possible

B-Bop pops another cola slush-center cookie in his mouth and reaches forward for the pilot controls as he punches in the asteroid coordinates.

Mmmphh, mmmell, mmmet's mmro, mmmkay?

The engines flare as the ships surges forward.

"What was that B-bop? Couldn't hear you ober the" (Stupid sounding over exaggerated muffled sounds) "Did you get all that?"

B-Bop growls back at Jax with a mouth full of snack cakes.

Mmurfa mmoffa.

It takes about 2 hours to reach Asteroid K9204. A small, irregularly shaped S-type asteroid, just over a kilometer in diameter at its widest point. It has a fairly low albedo for an asteroid of its type.

Most of the asteroid is made up of rocky crags, but there is a narrow valley-like area containing enough flat ground to land a ship on. Indeed, there appears to be a ship parked on it currently.

The valley is currently on the dark side of the asteroid, and further detail is difficult to make out. Sensor scans may reveal further information.