Hearing Aldane mention the Starfinder Society graft, Datch says, "Hmmm... I always suspected Iroiveth (that's their name, by the way) was a disgruntled ex-Starfinder. Aside from the drone assistance, Iroiveth was to also gather information on some kind of potentially useful substance harvested from the morlamaw world of Arniselle. But it is now clear that they were in the employ of some larger organization..."
Much to Suaros' disappointment, nothing blackmail or gossip-worthy is uncovered regarding Jadnura.
The party moves on to the southern door, examines it for traps, finds none, then throws it open! This opulent chamber is obviouly a temple to honor Lao Shu Po, and its décor represents a drastic departure from the aesthetics of the surrounding complex. The transparent ceiling forty feet above exposes a spectacular view of space. A twenty-foot-tall statue of Grandmother Rat presides over the room atop a stone plinth. The steps, plinth, and statue are carved jade, and the statue’s eyes are flawless rubies. Velvet drapes of purple and green hang behind the shrine, and a patterned rug partially covers the ivory floor tiles. Candles are the only illumination in this room.
...the trap that is obviously non-existent. Nope, no traps on the ground!
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Aldane slices the hand off the dead elf's body and OMG blood sprays everywhere!! Aldane is half drenched in elf blood before he manages to contain it in a plastic bag.
Unfortunately, with Twich being the thoughtful and tidy ysoki that she is, a bit of token magic from her cleans the mess right up.
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Krara smiles at Aldane. Practical fellow
As the temple is revealed and Twitch describes the God's likes, Krara excuses herself for a moment. Quickly backtracking to the last chamber, she grabs a blackmail/intel file at random and returns to the rest of the party to toss the folder onto the dais. Fruits of observation.
...and if that doesn't work she goes up and tries to pull aside the back curtains.
Tossing the file to the Grandmother Rat results in a console being exposed. Twich takes a look and easily activates it. The floor rubmles softly as a series of clicks resound throughout the complex.
This unlocks the last of the doors allowing the party to reach the lobby and board the elevators back to your ship.
Recovering some of her lost confidence, Datch remarks, “My, look how competent you’ve become. You should really be thanking me for pushing you in the right direction.”
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Sauros rolls up the rug and drags it along with the party, resulting in some especially comical moments as he tries to fit it into the elevator as the doomsday counter ticks down.
"What?? You know how hard it is to find a half decent rug that doesn't cost you an arm and a tail? Besides. This place is blowin' up anyways!"
Recovering some of her lost confidence, Datch remarks, “My, look how competent you’ve become. You should really be thanking me for pushing you in the right direction.”
Watching Sauros smash the rug into the elevator, Datch adds, "Present male vesks, excluded..."
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Recovering some of her lost confidence, Datch remarks, “My, look how competent you’ve become. You should really be thanking me for pushing you in the right direction.”Watching Sauros smash the rug into the elevator, Datch adds, "Present male vesks, excluded..."
"You wanna live? Then push this rug in the right direction."
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With the exit clear and no dangers present, Hef steps back into the complex and returns quickly dragging the body of one of the rats. If anyone asks about it he simply replies, "I have a scientist friend who is always begging me for unique creatures to study. Since I tend to run across them regularly trying to kill me, I often send her a body or two."
“Now that you’ve deactivated the fourth barrier your escape route is clear.” This time, Radaszam addresses the Starfinders. “Drinks are on me at the elevation ceremony—I expect to see you there.”
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Days after their daring escape from Datch’s compound, the Starfinders return to Absalom Station to find the Lorespire Complex grounds completely deserted. Its chambers are silent except for the faint sounds of speech from a nearby hall.
Hundreds of diverse creatures fill the Hall of Discovery. Familiar faces appear among the masses as faction leaders, venture-captains, and friends of the Society gather around an illuminated platform. First Seeker Luwazi Elsebo’s magnified voice rings out over the audience’s excited murmurs. “Thus, it is with both sadness and pride that I step down as First Seeker. But before I can welcome my successor, Guidance has an announcement to make.”
A green holographic image of a human woman materializes beside Luwazi and addresses the room. “Greetings, Starfinders and esteemed allies. I have considered your nomination of Ehu Hadif Ko’ra Amares of Clan Tolar as First Seeker. I agree with your selection and have confirmed his elevation in my records. This is a day for celebration.” Guidance bows its head and dissipates.
The crowd erupts into thunderous applause as a kasatha clad in crimson armour strides onto the stage. He nods respectfully to Luwazi, who steps back to offer him her place at the centre of the platform. Ehu Hadif raises two of his hands and says, “Thank you for the warm welcome. I am honoured to accept the title of First Seeker, and all the responsibility that comes with it. First Seeker Elsebo has been our rock through countless hardships. Few First Seekers in our Society’s history has overseen so many successful struggles. Thanks to her, and the brave Starfinders who worked to outwit our foes, we now enter a time of peace. My goal during this time is to return our organization to its roots of discovery and exploration. My colleagues and friends, I invite you to once again turn your eyes to the distant stars. Together, I believe we can gather and preserve precious knowledge for the good of the universe.”
The Starfinder Society triumphed over Datch’s lies and schemes, and a new era of discovery under First Seeker Ehu Hadif is dawning.
Some (or maybe all) of you are curious and can't quite let go of that elf Iroiveth. Catching wind of your personal attempts at looking into the elf, Celita sends you an invite to her personal office in the Archives’ Cortex. The leader of the Dataphiles speaks plainly, “After my initial investigations into the one known as Iroiveth, they are still a mystery to me. They were a member of the Society, though we have no records on their actions or their associations. Based on the information provided by other agents, we can tell that they joined the Society well over a century ago. I’ve started further investigations and will keep you updated as I learn more. That is all for now.”
When you took Datch alive, you had released her to the custody of the Stewards. However, it was revealed to you that shortly after Ehu Hadif’s elevation, the Stewards offered to transfer holding custody to the Society. This offer was accepted and Datch has been placed into confinement within the Adamantine Prison on the grounds of the Lorespire Complex.
Determined that you can convince her to reveal more secrets and clues behind Iroiveth, you visit her. You discover that she sits in a cellblock that provides its occupants with restricted infosphere access. Approaching her cell, you see her tossing a ball against a wall before she spots you. As you approach closer, however, she catches sight of you.
That intolerably smug smile creeps across her face. There is no longer any sign of that wavering confidence back on the station when Iroiveth revealed that they also intended to kill Datch.
"So, have you brought me any apples?"