[RD][SFS] 2-06/2-08: The Stumbling Society (Inactive)

Game Master Andrew Harasty

Thomagar is taken aback briefly by the appearance of the angelic being, but recovers his wit quickly. He first gives the creature a deepest bow.

"Please, angelic one, please hold your fire, for we are not whom you likely think we are. As my shirren companion has said, we are of the Starfinder Society, here not as thieves but to reclaim what was rightfully ours." He pauses here briefly, then continues in a reassuring voice, "We are on the same side."

diplomacy: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (14) + 13 = 27

Aid - Diplomacy 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15

Viper does the best she can to look legit and support the story.

The creature hears you then their rage turns more desperate. "Well here Starfinders. See what is left. The infection as gone too far down there. " He motions to the shaft leading down below. "I could not stop it. The Card! The Card! And it will kill you, too"

The angel is not fully coherent and is still only marginally aware of your presence. He is like a soldier whose morale is broken. Either you need to snap him back to attention or demonstrate that you can face the hazards below. All you can see down the hatch is a ladder leading in to some brown organic based fog.

Viper starts fishing out her medical equipment and approaches the being with a calm and collected bedside manner, "You've been through a lot, take a seat, I am going to give you a quick medical scan to make sure you are ok - then my group is going to sort out the infection" she points to a nearby surface "Sit" - she gives her best 'no-nonsense nurse' tone.

What sort of check are we looking for to do this?

D'zyliit gazes past the figure towards the fog. Curious, is that the source of the environmental failure? Fog the intrusive element, or a symptom?

Diz would be curious to examine the fog, both out of curiosity and to demonstrate we know what we're talking about. You said 'Organic' fog: would that be Life Science? Physical?

Realising, perhaps too late, that there could be some sort of environmental contamination in the complex, Officer Swizzers activates her environmental seals.

"I've got a spotlight, but unless we can blow that haze away, we still won't know what we're descending into."

Life Science or Survival to figure out to best deal with the fog. Or Intimidation or some type of military profession to snap the creature out their desperation.

Viper looks at the pitiful exhibit before her and mentally turns on her voice amplifier, boosting the volume of her voice to help cut through to the creature

"Shake it off, and get your head back in the game! You have a job to do here, and first, you are going to get checked out to ensure you are ok, then tell us everything you know so we can purge this 'infection'"

Intimidate 1d20 + 13 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 13 + 2 = 26

Life Science: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (16) + 15 = 31

The 'Card'? Curious composition. Acidic traces, but unusually high concentrations of nitrate as well. Still, environmental seals should protect us long enough to deal with the containment. Have dealt with far worse on other missions.

Diz continues to technobabble about his analysis of the fog, trying to demonstrate his understanding of it to the angel.

...and trying to say it more confidently than he truly feels: there is something wrong about this place...

D'zyliit's quick analysis of the cloud is some very volitle mold. Moving around down there would most likely cause it to combust. You get some ideas on how you could deal with it. You are about to inform the Angle as Viper-6 starts barking orders.

The Barachius snaps to attention breaking out its desperation, but hearing the details from D'zyliit's investigation goes in to a slight panic. "It is still here! He shoots at a console near the wall. Electronics and computers around the angel seems to start going haywire as well.

What every is afflicting the angel has both a technological and mystical components. Understanding it will help calm them down.

Or you can just yell at them louder.

Viper taps a hand over her ear as she examines the Barachius, as though listening to an incoming transmission.

Mysticism 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (14) + 13 = 27

As it seems that his companions know what they are doing Rocket decides to let them do their thing while he keeps nervously glancing at the fog...sure that there's something in there that's trying to get to him

Hermena keeps her finger on the trigger, but with her allies making headway on the celestial stranger’s disposition, she finds herself scouring the room for the ephemeral horror she suspects is lurking in the shadows.

A Barachius Angel has a strong ties to technology. Part of their duty is to "protect technology from getting in to Evil control." The madness displayed seem related to failing that vow and other horrors that have affect their mind.

Viper-6's understanding of this issue, and with the report already generated calms the being down as they regain self control of their emotions. After a few moments of taking in their situation, the angel speaks. "You are Starfinders? I am Negator-XIII. Last of the squad left to defend this place. At least my memory tells me there was more. But it is corrupted"

“I think I served as a guard—to protect this place. Or to protect others from it. You must access the Depot. The things it contains might be used for evil. That must not happen. “

Thomagar has been holding himself, knowing that he is of little help in calming down the angel. But now that it serves to have collected itself, he steps forward and asks, "What do you remember? Have any others passed before us?"

Accessing the Depot is what we are trying to do D'zyliit broadcasts, harsher than normal. The shirren's on edge. But facility is on lockdown. Full access is being obstructed. Are you the source? Can you lift the lockdown, give us passage?

"My memories malfunctioned. Scrambled. Broken. I cannot recall. Something attacked. I do not know what. We lost our holy vision. We turned on one another. Many died.”

He points to the shaft leading down: “The instability in the environment chamber caused the facility to enter lockdown. There are explosive spores and gases. The environment generators are malfunctioning, causing chain reactions. My protocols prohibit me from entering—given enough fire, even angels can be killed. It is maddening. You must help.”

Given what Negator-XIII has said and D'yliit's quick examination. Once disturbed, you will have a limited amount of time before the spores go critical and explode. You may attempt the following:

* Acrobatics, Athletics, or Stealth (navigate spores)
* Engineering (discern path to controls)
* Life Science or Survival (understand spores’ behavior)

Multiple successes are needed so everyone can take part if they want

“Here you may find these of use. The angel does an incatation and spawns a copy of some of his own equipment. A barachius helm AA p.13, holy sintered longsword, and holy corona laser rifle

Once ready, you head down. The short ladder leads to a chamber below, with hallways leading in multiple directions. A brown cloud chokes the area, and dozens of fist-sized mold spores drift through the cloud, blocking easy passage.

Hermena cinches the holy sintered longsword to her belt and offers the holy corona laser rifle to Rocket. Hermena will take the laser rifle as well if no one else wants it.

"If the evil we're up against compromised a squadron of angels, then we'll use all the help we can get. Thank you, Negator-XIII; we'll try to do you and your fallen comrades proud."

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Hermena's gangly form makes the spore-filled chamber difficult to navigate, so she does her best to hug the wall.

Stealth: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (19) + 16 = 35

"My memories malfunctioned. Scrambled. Broken. I cannot recall. Something attacked. I do not know what. We lost our holy vision. We turned on one another. Many died.”

He points to the shaft leading down: “The instability in the environment chamber caused the facility to enter lockdown. There are explosive spores and gases. The environment generators are malfunctioning, causing chain reactions. My protocols prohibit me from entering—given enough fire, even angels can be killed. It is maddening. You must help.

Instability? But where were the spores introduced from? D'zyliit follows up with more questions on reflex before his halfling companion buts her hand on his shoulder yet again. Of course. You are uncertain. Loss must be palpable. Will note to bring reinforcement celestials when we return. Give you rest.

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Looking down at the ominous fog below, D'zyliit engages his environmental seals and injects himself with a serum right before entering. His mind races as fast as his heart as he drops down into the mist.

If we can GM, Diz would inject himself with a Basic Biohack Booster to give himself a +2 enhancement bonus to all skills for 5 rounds right before going in. If that's not all right let me know (and take 2 off the below check)

Life Science: 1d20 + 15 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 15 + 2 = 24

Spores appear to be displaying limited awareness of environment. This may make their sense harder to detect us...

Officer Swizzers tries to move quickly through the corridor to avoid as many of the spores as possible.

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

If this is a failure, I'll use my "Live Air Celebrity" boon to reroll it.

Viper uses her nimbleness and Dexterity to wind a path through the spores.

Acrobatics 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (19) + 19 = 38

Hermena, Viper-6, and Swizzers deftly make progress though the passage ways. You have fixed one of four nodes that are needed to manually reset the lockdown and flush the system of this mold.

Though even with the little enhancement, D'zyliit is just turned around enough to not make any significant progress towards the second node.

Rocket and Thomagar can still take an action for the first round and every can give me a check for round 2.

Thom is not particularly very skilled except in some social skills... :p

Thomagar does his best to leap from open space to open space, trying to avoid the spores, but does not seem to be doing a particularly good job of it.

round 1 Athletics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
round 2 Athletics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

+1 to jumping if it applies

Wondering if I can supernova to burn away the spores but that would probably trigger the explosion :)

Diz smacks his microlab. Hmm, spores gettign stuck in gears. Hampering analysis.

Round 2 Life Science: 1d20 + 15 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 15 + 2 = 20

Viper continues her dance...

Acrobatics 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (20) + 19 = 39

Officer Swizzers continues moving through the hallways looking for another node.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (2) + 13 = 15

If this is a failure, I'll use my "Live Air Celebrity" boon to reroll it.

Yuck, that looks bad. Here's the reroll.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (1) + 13 = 14

Ha!

Rocket walks very, very carefully trying to not upset anything

round 1 Acrobatics: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (9) + 13 = 22

round 2 Acrobatics: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (16) + 13 = 29

I assume you can use the same skill multiple times?

yes you can keep using the same skill

Round 2

Hermena can still do a Round two action
Thomagar is completely out his element and is distracted by the the noises.

The good doctor is also at a complete lose. As well as Swizzers being completely turned around in the fog.

Viper-6, however is unduanted and make her way to the second node. While Rocket stumbles a bit to start but even though successful is finding this area very confining. He feels like he squeezing though pipes everywhere.

although a good roll, the strange feelings you have been having are making things more difficult

A computerized voice announces: "Warning: Contamination Hazard detected. Attempting to readjust environmental controls. "

You suspect you have a few more attempts before things go worse.

Together. We can do this together

Using Communalism to roll twice and take the better

Life Science round 3, version 1: 1d20 + 15 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 15 + 2 = 26
Life Science round 3, version 2: 1d20 + 15 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 15 + 2 = 27

Well this community is consistent.

Viper continues - but the funk her friends appear to be in turns out contagious.

Acrobatics 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (6) + 19 = 25

"We can do it, nufriends--Starfinders never give up!"

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (13) + 13 = 26

A sense of self-doubt starts creeping into Thomagar's heart, but he takes a quick breath and deftly sets it aside, focusing on the next jump.

round 3 Athletics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21

Hermena mutters under her breath as she continues to sneak through the cloying spores towards the remaining nodes.

Stealth: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (18) + 19 = 37

Hermena and Viper-6 continue to navigate though the tunnels and get to the second of the nodes and start towards the third.

Swizzers, almost had it but something out of the corner of her eye distracted her at the last moment. And D'zyliit thought he had it but his uneasy agitation of the whole base got the better of him and sabatoged his efforts.

Thomagar gets no significant progress.

Hermena you still have one action left for round 3 as well as Rocket. Everyone can attempt round 4 actions. For the record you have had a total of 7 successes

These spores are something foreign. D'zyliit thinks out loud, increasingly panicking as the motes defy all known analysis. Unlike anything on record. What were they doing here?

Life Science: 1d20 + 15 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 15 + 2 = 34

After a deep breath to regain her focus, Hermena forays into the spore-filled passageway once again.

Stealth: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (8) + 16 = 24

Viper gets back on the job and stops paying attention to the concerns of her friends - this place is just a place, she has no paranoia about it

Acrobatics 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (20) + 19 = 39

Twitching nervously since there _must_ be something out there, right? Rocket keeps threading lightly hoping to not disturb anything.

Round 3 Acrobatics: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (10) + 13 = 23
Round 4 Acrobatics: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (19) + 13 = 32

Swizzers' begins turning this way and that, looking for anything hidden in the shadows. It's fine, it's fine. No brain slugs--cerebral countermeasures! She begins sweating profusely and tries to hurry through the corridor.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (12) + 13 = 25

Once again Hermena tries to glide through the spores without disturbing them too much, though the extended period of compressing her large body against the wall has caused her legs to start cramping.

Stealth: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (6) + 16 = 22

D'zyliit finally pushes though the mounting distactions and gets a good sense of the situation at hand. Viper-6, still unduanted makes way to the third valve. Rocket, being flustered a bit to start, but then makes progress to the last terminal.

Hermena and Swizzers attempt to make progress but the oppressiveness of the situation holds them back.

Thomagar still has a round 4 action, but now round 5

And alarm sounds: "[b][i]Warning: Environmental adjustment error. Chemical reaction imminent.” After this warning, the hatch back to the room locks. You have one more round to get to the last terminal.

Remaining undismayed at his lack of progress, Thomagar tries to focus his mind to look a way through the spores, continuing to push ahead...

round 4 Athletics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8
round 5 Athletics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8 Lol! Sigh...

Um, does having a jetpack, i.e. being able to fly, make a difference here?

Life Science: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (10) + 15 = 25

D'zyliit tries to capitalize on his findings while his enhancement serum wears off. Terminal must be nearby...

Officer Swizzers rushes for the final terminal at full speed, nearly bouncing off the walls!

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (14) + 13 = 27

Hearing the warming Rocket pours on a little bit of extra speed

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (3) + 13 = 16

The alarms send a jolt of adrenaline down Hermena's spine, and she picks up the pace in her effort to secure the last terminal.

Stealth: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (10) + 16 = 26

D'zyliit almost had it again when the strange aura of the place tricked his mind of the readings. But Officer Swizzers and Hermena, even with the distractions they face, make it to the terminal. With a few keystrokes a rush of air pulls all the fungus and mold out of the air as the stations normal filtration system is back online.

As the fog clears, the seals back to the room with Negator-XIII open back up and you also find scattered about : two mk 2 adaptive serums (AA), two bloodbrother serums (AA), a restoring rod (AR), and a suit of kyokor plating II (AA)
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As you come of the hatch you see Negator-XIII relived. "That should end the lock down. You will still need to go to the commander's office and use the terminal to release the security doors."

"Some great items in here - let's gather them all up and head to the office"

Officer Swizzers sighs with relief as the lockdown is lifted just in time before a catastrophic result. "I thought being a Steward would prepare me for danger--but there's nothing like being a Starfinder!"

That was extremely stressful. D'zyliit thinks as the party climbs back out of the now cleared shaft. Apologies for my own analytical errors. Something about this place...I am not fully at my best.

He turns towards the angel. Negator-XIII: are you secure here? We have a transport parked just outside the entrance port. Or if you feel up for it, you could accompany us. Strength in numbers.