[Outpost III / SFS] GMJones' 2-3 The Withering World (Inactive)

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Viviane's natural charisma seems to set Alvreein at ease.

"Fascinating. Yes, we are here to study the sounds coming from here. You called it a marker. Can you describe it?"

”Yes, The markers, a gift from Yaresa herself! It is my role to guard the holy stones, and study the messages from Yaresa that are transmitted across this world by them. Lately the stones have been corrupted. The small creature gestures behind her to the cracked and broken menhir. "The one behind us has been damaged heavily. The holy formula’s contained within have been fouled and altered. It has caused instability across the world, massive storms, earthquakes, death and destruction. I was making my way to a settlement close by to report back what I have discovered. If you’re here to help, come, please. Speak to our leaders. This way, this way’

The small creature motions for you to follow.

Feel free to ask more questions. Anyone wanting more information about what this small creature might be can make a life science check

Seeing how Vyviane's appearance changes Rhys comments "I heard some follower of Weydan are blessed like this. Looks great!".

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After her spell made it possible to communicate with this creature Rhys smiles and tries to also ask a few questions. "Nice to meet you Cantor Alvreein. My name is Rhys Dawnstep and yes magic can do a lot of things, but also technology or a combination of that. Our vessel is technological and yes we are here to study the source of something that caught our attention it sure could be those marker you are talking about.

So you are a Priest, can you tell us more about Yaressa?" Remembering that the Starfinders are only here since a few hours and lights in the sky means starships she dares to ask.
"So since when did you see more lights up in the sky?" Giving a meaningful look to her team.

Hearing about corruption she makes a disgusted face."We sure are willing to help get rid of any corruption!" Her fists are clenched and for a brief moment she remembers something dark and shakes her head mumbling something that sure sounds like a prayer.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12 Mysticism, to know more about Yaressa: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

Alvreein examines the ship again. "Technological... fascinating, fascinating!"

Rhys might know Yaraesa Oops I've been spelling it wrong as the Lady of Wisdom. She is a goddess of knowledge, learning, and science. To Yaraesa's followers, the core meaning of life is to search for knowledge and meaning through education and experimentation. She is known and worshipped in the Pact Worlds as well.

At Rhys' last question, Alvreein ponders a moment. "I spent much of my time in the wilderness guarding and studying the stones. At night I watch the stars, and started noticing unfamiliar lights starting about two months ago. It was quiet for a time, but lately there has been an increase. The last several nights for certain"

I have added a photo of Cantor Alvreein to the Google Slides. Slide 3

Remembering what she knows about that goddess Rhys briefly informs the others. "Ah yes, Yaraesa the goddess of knowlege and meaning through education and experimentation is also known in the Pact Worlds from where we are from. She is also known as Lady of Wisdom."

Hearing that she gives a nod the others. "So since when was there a change in the holy formula? We were able to hear the formula but understanding them at that point in time was a bit much for us. It sure is a beautiful song." Rhys tries to hum what she remembered from the song.

"And i am sorry for the losses you already suffered you know that your system is really unique? I am not educated in any kind of Science so far maybe later i will pick up a field of study, but i know a bit of Mysticism. I can't imaging those holy stones do cease to function normally just out of nowhere not when a goddess is involved and has blessed those stones."

Elwin allows the others to chat with the being while he checks his notes...

life science: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26

Elwin recognizes the creature as a Quorlu.

At Rhys questions Alvreein states "We should meet with the elders at Hulwen’s Posit, a settlement not far from here. Come, come!" The female Quorlu motions again for you to follow her.

Berith follows along, quietly listening.

With a faint whirr-click Tixylix pilots his drone after Berith

Elwin quickly forwards the wiki post to his team mates. :)

Nodding Rhys follows the Quorlu. "Of course we follow you."

On the way to the settlement she listens what Elwin has to say about Quorlus.

Alvreein continues bombarding you with questions on the walk, fascinated by the pact worlds, your individual societies, background, and the Starfinders. She guides you along closer to the volcano overland for around 15 minutes before coming to a hidden entrance to a tunnel network. She guides you inside and continues along the dark and twisting pathways for almost a half hour, chattering the whole time.

A soft glow ahead of you grows closer, Alvreein turns back to look at you. ”Welcome to Hulwen’s Posit.” The tunnel opens into a large, dimly lit cavernous area. The ceiling of this cavern raises up 30 feet, and several glowing crystals nestled along the cavern ceiling provide ample illumination for the entire area. Column-like walls of stone break up the area, as do small pools of water. Dozens of three-armed creatures sit quietly reading and copying scrolls onto fresh silicone sheets. A youth of this species pierces the silence with an excited shrill leading all the nearby creatures to stand and ponderously approach. The beings excitedly talk over one another, filling the cavern with a cacophony of song-like voices.

As the crowd excitedly chatters, the crack of gunfire rings out. Some in the crowd panic, sending the creatures scattering for safety. Cantor Alvreein joins the rest of the Quorlu and scurries away. A battle-scarred violet-skinned elven woman, flanked by two rough looking characters in menacing spiked armor, holds a gun up in a cocky fashion. “Ah, the Starfinders. I was wondering when you would get here. My name is Raval Domunseir. I had reports of your ship landing close by.”

Berith returns the favor by holding up her gun in a cocky fashion right back at her. "Is that name supposed to mean something? I've been away for a while. Killing Jinsuls."

"And what might you be doing here? Other than scaring some peaceful beings?"

Trying to remember anything she might have heard about a woman named Raval Domunseir, Rhys looks at the three figures.
She squints a bit by trying to make out anything about them from the style of the clothing, the armour, the weapons and any other visible items, especially should they wear any religious symbols.

Knowing she has other options, she just cocks her head. "You seem to feel yourself at home here, although it's not your home."

What do i roll to know more about her and her companions, just two entities in armour for now.

Berith returns the favor by holding up her gun in a cocky fashion right back at her. "Is that name supposed to mean something? I've been away for a while. Killing Jinsuls."

Raval throws her head back and laughs. At this, her two tag alongside take a cue and begin laughing as well. "The classic Starfinder pride." When she says Starfinder, it is dripping with disdain.

"You seem to feel yourself at home here, although it's not your home."

"My dear, this planet will be home to no one soon enough."

You could try a Culture check to make out some markings on their armour

"And what might you be doing here? Other than scaring some peaceful beings?"

“We came to make a deal. Yaraesa’s protection was fading when we arrived, and you have no means to restore it. Even if you do manage to stop us, this planet will be consumed, possibly along with many others in the resulting divine war this could spark. Leave us to complete our mission, and we will permit you to save as many people, species, and cultural artifacts as you’re able before the planet is consumed.”

As the crowd excitedly chatters, the crack of gunfire rings out. Some in the crowd panic, sending the creatures scattering for safety. Cantor Alvreein joins the rest of the Quorlu and scurries away. A battle-scarred violet-skinned elven woman, flanked by two rough looking characters in menacing spiked armor, holds a gun up in a cocky fashion. “Ah, the Starfinders. I was wondering when you would get here. My name is Raval Domunseir. I had reports of your ship landing close by.”

Vyviane walks right up to the woman, he hands free of weapons and copies her pose. "Ah the gun-happy cocky elf. I was wondering when you'd show up. Your types always do. Try not shooting people, will you? Ya scared the locals."

She extends a hand at a height just low enough to make the other woman bend down some if she wants to shake it. "My name is Vyviane Isafira, Vyviane the Anywoman, and I'll have you know the bright colored skin was an original idea."

“We came to make a deal. Yaraesa’s protection was fading when we arrived, and you have no means to restore it. Even if you do manage to stop us, this planet will be consumed, possibly along with many others in the resulting divine war this could spark. Leave us to complete our mission, and we will permit you to save as many people, species, and cultural artifacts as you’re able before the planet is consumed.”

Vyviane cocks an eye. "A deal, eh? Well why don't you tell me some of the details about this deal? First, what's in this for you? Second, how in the nine realms of hell would this risk a 'divine war'? Finally, 'permit?' Rather high horse for a woman who is out numbered, heavily. I'm assuming you haven't had reports of our small armada out in space? You should get it into your head that you don't have the upper hand here."

“We came to make a deal. Yaraesa’s protection was fading when we arrived, and you have no means to restore it. Even if you do manage to stop us, this planet will be consumed, possibly along with many others in the resulting divine war this could spark. Leave us to complete our mission, and we will permit you to save as many people, species, and cultural artifacts as you’re able before the planet is consumed.”

I for one favor this solution. How long will you give us? One full day?

Culture to check the markings on the armour: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
I left out the gather information part for my theme knowledge.
Reduce the DC of Culture and Mysticism checks to recall knowledge about hidden cults and secretive religions, including knowledge about their beliefs, hierarchy, and symbols, by 5.

"Divine war? Who is on the other side opposing Yaraesa?" everybody is able to hear that Rhys does not like this woman.
Trying to find out more Rhys is being blunt "Who told you to expect us?"

She eyes Ziamat irritated.

Sorry about the delay guys. Crazy day

I for one favor this solution. How long will you give us? One full day?

Raval looks at the large dragonkin. "Finally, someone reasonable. You would have as much time as it takes for us to end Yaraesa's little divine experiment here and allow this planet to be consumed by the great Devourer." Behind her, her two henchmen bang their fists on their armoured chests, barking and laughing loudly.

At this, Rhys' knowledge of hidden cults clicks in her mind. While she can't yet identify the second emblem on their armour, she recognizes these people as members of the Cult of the Devourer. A doomsday cult that seeks to bring down civilisation, and more broadly existence itself, in the name of its patron deity, the Devourer.

"Who told you to expect us?"

She laughs again. "We are everywhere across this world"

I'm assuming you haven't had reports of our small armada out in space? You should get it into your head that you don't have the upper hand here."

Perception: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (16) + 13 = 29

She eyes Viviane suspiciously, and ignores her extended hand. "Oh, but we do. Events have been set into motion. Even if you strike us down, you only serve to send us to our God. The Devourer shall consume us all, eventually". This outburst causes her cultist henchmen to howl with a chaotic, manic laughter.

A Quorlu youth peeks out from it's hiding spot, it's three bulbous puppy dog eyes pleading with you to help.

"What say you, Starfinders. Leave this place to us, and flee with anyone you can"

"The Devourer? I think not. Any sane being should stop you crazies!"

Rhys adresses Ziamat "Do you really believe a doomsday Cult following a chaotic evil god will stop with only one planet and a sun? Don't go down this dark path, i do believe you value your life and this Cult of The Devourer will never stop. You really want someone to weaponize a Black Hole? And who knows maybe The Devourer placed this Black Hole here where it does not belong at all and Yaraeas put up this defense. I am pretty sure it tames this Black Hole up there."

Everybody can see how tense Rhys now stands there.
"So you are members of a Cult of the Devourer a cult with the goal to rip out existence itself?" She bares her teeth, clearly a mutated human with 4 incisors between her upper canines in her upper jaw and the same number of teeth in her lower jaw her mouth wider then it's normal for a human.

"I offer you one change to take the path of redemption. If you are not willing to redeem yourself, the only way to protect life and existence itself is a swift death for you!" Her left hand wearing the battleglove is slowly balling up to a fist ready to strike.

Hearing this woman she doubts this purple skinned Elf, a Drow she assumes, is willing to redeem herself.
The Devourer... what else do i know... Rhys mumbles. Mysticism, The Devourer: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27 Sense Motive, if that woman is behind any hope for redemption: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19

"So you corrupted the holy stones making sure this black hole is not running rampage in our plane of existence? Then you manipulated the locals to join your Cult... she glares angry into the eyes of this woman.
"Sure at first it's only this planet and for people in the Pact Worlds the Vast Space is far enough away to never really think a Black Hole here would be any danger at all.
But you will never stop until all life and unlife is gone and there is no more that exists." looking at the henchmen "So she convinced you that Yaraesa is in the wrong, by corrupting and manipulating the protection of your species and the plants, animals, rocks and all the others forms of existence around in this corner of the Universe. It's not too late you can turn around and left this path into darkness, destruction, deception by a Cult whos only purpose is to destroy everything, literally everything." Rhys hope is they can understand Common, and will try it in Aklo and the last language she tries to convice the henchmen to redeem themselves is Ghibran.
Passionate she tries to convince the henchmen to redeem themselves and no longer follow that mad woman.

Adressing her fellow Starfinders "Even if her henchmen attack us, let's not kill them. They deserve a second change for redemption."
Pointing one of her long fingers to Raval "You on the other hand only deserve one!"

Seeing i rolled very well for knowledge about The Devourer i can tell you that god is Chaotic Evil!
I will monologue everything i know about The Devourer into my speech for the henchmen and to Ziamat tempted to go onto a dark path.
I will try any skill to bring cult members back on the right path.

Vyviane, completely caught off guard by Ryhs's outburst, turns around and watches with fascination at her scathing remarks. She starts a slow clap after a moment when she delivers her ultimatum. "Wow, she seems to have your number there... Raving, was it? It hink it's time for our counter off. Leave this place and these people and you might be able to better serve your crazed religion further. 'Cause dying means you can't see this trough. Can't be sure that we don't fix this. We have a small fleet of highly trained people in space working on ways to fix this."

Vyviane then moves right into the woman's personal space, dropping into a whisper. "You don't know what we are capable of. What I am capable of. 'Vyviane' is just my most recent name, one I took when I buried my past. But past me, oh, she was a b~#~*. She killed way way more deadly things than tiny purple little you, and she made sure their spirits never even reached the boneyard. A corporate assassin isn't very good if a single spell can get their targets blathering. So unless you want to even have the chance to get devoured by your god, I'd suggest leaving, NOW!"

Bluff: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (17) + 13 = 30 If you think intimidate works better then she has a +9 instead

Oh, I didn't think of that, I was counting on them stopping at one planet and that they can be bargained with, I guess I'll have to stop them.

Whether overwhelmed by the enthusiastic and resounding no to her offer, fear, or just boredom with the negotiations, Raval draws her thunderstrike sonic pistol and fires at Viviane!

Thunderstrike Sonic Pistol vs Viviane EAC: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13
Damage, Sonic: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

She misses Viviane while drawing and shooting from the hip.

The two cultists howl with excitement and make to spring forward.

Combat!

Map, Slide 4

Berith, the green bordered blank box is your icon. If you’d like to replace it with something please feel free.

Initiative Order: Bold may act!
Berith
Ziamat
Cultist 2 (Blue)
Elwin
Viviane
Tixylix
Raval
Rhys
Cultist 1 (Red)

Vyviane gives a small shout of surprise at the unexpected shot. "Wasn't expecting you to react that badly. I hit a nerve? Aww poor dearie." The halfling does dance back extremely quickly from the crazed woman, gathering with her friends. I know that she doesn't have initiative, but I'd described Vyviane as getting in the woman's face and she is now quite some distance away. But not moving immediately means that she might have just taken the time to back away.

I've added my tokens to the slides and grouped my drone and character tokens since I'm riding on its back. Sorry for not doing that sooner. I completely forgot.

With a start at the sudden but expected violence, Berith readies to attack Raval then directs her drone to move forward into a better firing position. Shai lurches into action, bounding forward. Both Berith and Shai open fire.

Berith readies an action (Standard) to fire after her drone's movement, directs her drone to move (Move, granting the drone an extra Move action), the drone moves (Move action), and they both fire (Readied Action plus drone Standard action.
Berith's Ranged Attack vs EAC: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
Berith's Fire Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 7
Shai's Ranged Attack vs EAC: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
Shai's Plasma (F&E) Damage: 1d10 ⇒ 9

Fairly certain she missed, she adds, "I knew I should have aligned my sights before leaving the ship."

I didn't want to play around with the mechanics of the scenario, even tho we're having a little fun with the story. Thanks for making it cannon/make sense!

ziamat flies 10 spaces. He flaps his wings, lifts 6 to 12 inches off the ground and flies over and then lands in his location. doublemove.

Now that I'm near the water, can I tell how deep it is? I know the scenario doesn't say, pretty sure that part is left up to the DM, but if it is something I can use to my advantage, I might.

GM faceplam/fail. I didn't see Berith's combat turn when I posted a response to Viviane, as we posted at the same time. I was checking to see if there was (1 new) all day..... ugh, sorry guys

The Devourer... what else do i know... Rhys mumbles. 27

In the precedent I set by the case of Elwin v. Quorlu, with a high 20's, you learn Everything in the wiki about the Devourer

Berith moves forward on Shai, their shots glancing around Raval's feet. Ziamat flies forward.

The pools are described as small pools created by the Quorlu for the sustenance they need. Because the Quorlu are tunnellers, the pools are various depths to reach small springs. Let's consider all pools as difficult terrain. Because the edges of the cavern are supported by columns of stone, any PC moving at the edges of the map can find partial cover there (+2 ac, +1 Reflex saves). These small pillars will be located in the bottom and top 4 spaces of the map. If you move into these areas, you can declare you are in partial cover.

The Devourer Cultiust on Raval's left rushes forward, pistol drawn. with a howl of excitement, he levels a shot at Berith and fires.

Tactical Semi Auto Pistol vs Berith KAC: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14
Damage, P: 1d6 ⇒ 4 MISS!

The shot just skims by Berith. Awesome icon BTW

Initiative order: bold may act!
Berith
Ziamat
Cultist 2 (Blue)
Elwin
Viviane
Tixylix
Raval
Rhys
Cultist 1 (Red)

Elwin moves up and finds a tiny bit of cover to shoot from. He aims at Raval....

Pew Pew (Hail pistol): 1d20 + 3 - 2 ⇒ (12) + 3 - 2 = 13
Piercing and Cold damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1

And as expected, his shot likely goes wide
Just in case, this is one of those weird energy weapons that hits against KAC..

Tixylix moves forward on his drone and fires at Blue.

Tactical Semi-Auto Pistol: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18 Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Laser rifle, azimuth: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7 Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 2

Vyviane gives a huff at the sight of the fight being somewhat mediocre and decides to jog forwards with her companions. She natters away at the other purple skinned woman, "You know I was thinking this from way before, but we have way too similar of a look. Someone needs to change. I don't have enough foundation with me and when was the last time you updated your look? I mean seriously that hair cut is at least a century out of date! ugh." As she natters at the woman, Vyviane makes a snap with her fingers and forms a finger gun. She starts to pull back the extended pointer finger as a real gun materializes in her hands, and as the finger squeezes it pulls the trigger of her static gun.

Trick Attack, Bluff: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (13) + 17 = 30
Extra damage: 1d4 ⇒ 2
Little Zap-Zap (Static Arc-Pistol) vs. EAC: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
Electric Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 2

She scowls some at the minimal damage that it does, but calls out to everyone, "Okay people, we want to take them alive, try to knock them out if you can. We are NOT sending them to their god if we can help it. Also I want to give her a proper haircut cause I swear it is making me sick to look at!"

Hearing this woman she doubts this purple skinned Elf, a Drow she assumes, is willing to redeem herself.
Sense Motive, if that woman is behind any hope for redemption I made that roll earlier.

In her anger and knowing how bad she is at shooting Rhys uses her magic and stays where she is. Pointing a finger at Raval three tiny meteroites are searching unerringly theirs ways across the battlefiel impacting into Raval.

First Shooting Star aka Magic Missile: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4 Second Shooting Star aka Magic Missile: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 Third Shooting Star aka Magic Missile: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 SR just in case: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

"Let's keep her follower alive having heard her i doubt she is truly willing to redeem herself." is her opinion.

Full action for three magic missiles . Connection spell called Shooting Stars but it's only a different name.

Elwin's shot goes wide, being outside the optimum range of his pistol.

Tixylix strikes a strong blow on the cultist, while the drones laser rifle blast goes wide.

Viviane's sleight of hand trick and shot catches Raval off quard. What cuts deeper than the shot is her sharp words. She breifly reaches up to touch her hair, before a smile breaks out across her face.

"Here, is this better?" She quips. Around her raised hand a swirling blackness washes out an around her, obscuring Viviane's view of her haircut.

Raval casts Create Darkness in a 20 foot radius around her. Only PC's with darkvision will be able to see her, or anyone else inside the circle on the map.

She calls out to her recruits in abysal. "ထိုမိန်းမကိုသတ်ကြ။"

Rhys lands some devastating attacks on Raval, seeing right through her cloud of darkness.

The second Devourer cultist charges forward, firing at Viviane.

Semi Auto Tactical Pistol: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20
Damage, P: 1d6 ⇒ 6 Hit! The round stikes the halfling!

Initiative order: Round 2, bold may act!

Rhys
Cultist 1 (Red)
Berith
Ziamat
Cultist 2 (Blue) -6hp
Elwin
Viviane
Tixylix
Raval -16hp

Berith shouts back while pointing her gun, in Abyssal, "မဟုတ်ပါ၊ ထိုမိန်းမကိုသတ်ပါ" before pressing forward again on her drone's back.

Berith readies an action (Standard) to fire after her drone's movement, directs her drone to move (Move, granting the drone an extra Move action), the drone moves (Move action), and they both fire (Readied Action plus drone Standard action.
Berith's Ranged Attack vs EAC: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11
Berith's Fire Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 3
Shai's Ranged Attack vs EAC: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19
Shai's Plasma (F&E) Damage: 1d10 ⇒ 7

I have darkvision, and I think she's in range to ignore the concealment.

Ziamat flies over and breathes fire on red and blue and maybe the boss 30 foot cone dmg: 1d6 ⇒ 1 fire reflex 12 for half, doublechecking these numbers. Yep, reflex 12 is right. Though it don't matter, you can't reduce the damage further, half of 1 is still 1 in Starfinder

Does the drone have Dark vision? If not, please make a concealment check, with 1-50 being a miss, and 51-100 being a hit. In the event of a hit, could you also provide a will save for the drone.

Oops, yeah, the drone doesn't have darkvision forgot they don't get that. I'll go ahead and roll the will save, but drones are immune to mind-affecting and pain effects, if it's what I think it is.

Shai Miss Chance: 1d100 ⇒ 24
Shai Will Save: 1d20 ⇒ 3

It probably was, and they sure are! If only I had remembered to use it the first time, it may have worked. Oh well, thanks, moving on!

Berith continues her barrage into the black void, and fails to find a target. Ziamat swoops in and breathes fire onto the enemy combatants, causing three howls of pain in the darkness.

The cultist at the front of the pack fire his pistol at the dragonkin in retaliation, after stepping up and away from fire breath range.

Tactical Semi Auto Pistol Vs Ziamat KAC 17: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5 Hit! 5 Points damage Ziamat

Initiative order Round 2: bold may act!

Elwin
Viviane -6 Sp
Tixylix
Raval -17 Hp
Rhys
Cultist 1 (Red) -1 Hp
Berith
Ziamat -5 Sp
Cultist 2 (Blue) -1 Hp

Elwin moves up but is unable to see their opponents. He lets a ray of cold energy fly hopefully into the same target that grunted in pain as Berith hit...
Energy ray : 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22
cold damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

miss chance, low is good: 1d100 ⇒ 71

Tixylix and the drone again fire.

Tactical Semi-Auto Pistol: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14 Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Laser rifle, azimuth: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8 Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 2

miss chance, low is good 71

1-50 being a miss, and 51-100 being a hit.

I'll give you that one, rolling higher is always better!

Elwin fires into the darkness, finding his target. Tixylix hears his shot strike the back wall of the cavern.

Trick Attack, Bluff: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (8) + 17 = 25
Extra damage: 1d4 ⇒ 3
Little Zap-Zap (Static Arc-Pistol) vs. EAC: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11
Electric Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3
Miss chance: 1d100 ⇒ 14

Viviane attempts to draw Ravals attention with more cutting words but fails to hit the target. However, the emotional wounds will linger for the rest of her short life.

Raval steps forward and casts mind thrust on Ziamat.
Mind Thrust: 2d10 ⇒ (3, 4) = 7
Will save for half damage

Initiative order Round 2: bold may act!

Rhys
Cultist 1 (Red) -1 Hp
Berith
Ziamat -8 or 12 Sp
Cultist 2 (Blue) -7 Hp
Elwin
Viviane -6 Sp
Tixylix
Raval -19 Hp

Rhys jogs next to Vyviane and unholsters her pistol. "Your cult is one of those rare ones with a plan and not mindless destruction. You do have a plan and we can't let you execute it!"

Two move actions one to move 30 feet and one to draw my pistol.

The red cultist takes aim at Elwin as he advances up beside Ziamat and fires.

Tactical Semi Auto Pistol vs KAC: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 6
Miss!
A shot rings out of the darkness and by Elwin.

Third verse, same as the first.

"I don't know that I'd call, 'let the black hole win' a plan but we definitely can't let that happen." Berry says as she presses Shai forward again for a better line on Raval before firing.

Berith readies an action (Standard) to fire after her drone's movement, directs her drone to move (Move, granting the drone an extra Move action), the drone moves (Move action), and they both fire (Readied Action plus drone Standard action.
Berith's Ranged Attack vs EAC: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
Berith's Fire Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 8
Shai's Ranged Attack vs EAC: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Shai's Miss Chance: 1d100 ⇒ 63 High is good.
Shai's Plasma (F&E) Damage: 1d10 ⇒ 10

"Good work, Shai. Now if only my rifle weren't crap."

High is very good, in this case

Shai's powerful blast strikes it's target, unbeknownst to the drone. While all of your hear Raval's cry of pain, only those of you with darkvision see her fall to the ground, motionless.

Ziamat may act!

Vyviane's ears perk up some at the sounds of Raval's pain. "Oh did my new favorite drone get a good shot in? That sounded like music to my ears."

Ziamat will fly up to blue and whack him with the battle staff hit: 4 + 1d20 ⇒ 4 + (3) = 7 vs KAC dmg: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6 If I hit, the battlestaff also has the block ability, so +1 to AC vs cultist. Whether or not I deal damage is irrelevant in case he has DR.

Blue didn't like that one bit. He drops his pistol, draws a survival knife and swipes at the dragonkin.

Survival Knife: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15
Damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7Miss!

The blade passes by Ziamat's belly, but the look of determination is clear in the cultist eyes.

Initiative order Round 3: bold may act!

Elwin
Viviane -6 Sp
Tixylix
Raval - All the hit points
Rhys
Cultist 1 (Red) -1 Hp
Berith
Ziamat -8 or 12 Sp
Cultist 2 (Blue) -7 Hp

Elwin moves to get a better shot at one of the goons, pointing a finger and letting a ray of cold flow towards him.

Energy ray : 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
cold damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

In case it hits and he is far enough in for a miss chance...
miss chance, low is good: 1d100 ⇒ 19