Mel Confusion:1d100 ⇒ 44 Mel continues to babble incoherently.
Sam-12 Confusion:1d100 ⇒ 80 Sam-12 takes a swing at Sturmvanger, his figure melding with that of the driftdead in the android's addled mind.
Tactical Baton Attack:1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4Miss.
The driftdead, distracted by Weylin's earlier fire, floats right into the path of Laanok's force baton. Twila-4 capitalizes on the hit to land a trick shot with her laser pistol. Full damage for Laanok, successful trick attack and half damage for Twila-4. Yotto's wrathful spirit turns its ire on Laanok, using its incorporeal claws to exact retribution for the vesk's attack. Full attack with two successful hits, Laanok takes a total of 15 slashing damage.
Female N android ace pilot operative 1 | SP 0/7 HP 7/10 | RP 5/5 | EAC 15+4; KAC 16+4 (24 vs. Combat Maneuvers) | Fort +1; Ref +6; Will +2 | Init: +5 | Perc: +5, SM: -1 | low-light vision; darkvision | AL Pistol charges: 12 | SA Pistol charges: 19| Speed 30ft | Active conditions:DEAD
Ruing that she isn't strong enough to use the force baton that Sam-12 is ineffectively waving around behind Sturmvanger, Twila-4 cautiously shifts around the driftdead while it's slashing at Laanok and aims a shot at its incorporeal form. "Sam-12! Mel! Snap out of it!"
Acrobatics (Trick Attack):1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27 DC = 20 + driftdead's CR. She's going 5 feet, but isn't taking a 5 foot step. I figure it's unrealistic for her to use stealth when its attention is focused on Laanok (right next to her), and Acrobatics is associated with the Ghost specialization so can be used for her Trick attack.
"Pour it on! If you don't want to join this thing, we have to send it to Pharasma!"Sturmvanger declares.
He steels himself against the creature's attacks, using a combination of moves to lessen the blows and sheer willpower before harrying it with his gun again.
Light Reaction Cannon:1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14
Not quite. But I'm also activating my Battlemaster special ability. It gives me DR 1/- for the next 4 rounds.
Things have been slow, and I'm not sure if it's because of the website reset or something else. If anyone is having trouble accessing the messageboard, shoot me an email at nicholasjameswasko@gmail.com.
The vesk probably drops unconscious from the damage and stabilizing is his top priority
Your SP gets consumed before your HP, so if your banner is correct and you haven't yet been damaged then you will be at 0/9 SP and 7/13 HP remaining. You can still act, but another hit like that will drop you.
I'm busy tonight so I'll give Mel and Weylin until noon tomorrow to post, then I'll bot them.
Mel sears the driftdead's ethereal form while the two androids flank it, allowing Sam-12 to clobber it with his force baton even though he fumbled the trick attack.
Yotto's spirit rages at the two androids on either side of it, lashing out with one spectral claw at each of them. Twila-4 takes 9 damage, Sam-12 takes 10 damage.
If someone has the means to get in contact with Mel or Weylin, please let them know I can help them troubleshoot the messageboard if they email me at nicholasjameswasko@gmail.com.
Female N android ace pilot operative 1 | SP 0/7 HP 7/10 | RP 5/5 | EAC 15+4; KAC 16+4 (24 vs. Combat Maneuvers) | Fort +1; Ref +6; Will +2 | Init: +5 | Perc: +5, SM: -1 | low-light vision; darkvision | AL Pistol charges: 12 | SA Pistol charges: 19| Speed 30ft | Active conditions:DEAD
Ow! That sucks. Knowing she can't let that happen again, Twila-4 jerks to the southwest before returning to her spot and shooting at the driftdead again. (Moving out of range toward Mel and back again)
Sturmvanger keeps doing what he can to help the group deal with the undead space horror his bullets having no chance of hitting it but hopefully distracting it before flattening against the walls.
Sam-12 feels the spectral claw burn through his corporeal form and briefly wonders who will get this body next, if it is ever recovered after his soul has departed. A moment later he decides whatever the outcome he can't let this fiend wreak havoc on his companions, especially Sturm. Another swing with the force baton, then, but with a flourish to distract his foe.
Sam-12's trick attack didn't work, but he got a critical hit with the baton - I'll use your extra trick damage as the crit damage for this roll.
Realizing that the driftdead will start killing people if it doesn't go down soon, Mel channels her magic into Twila-4's laser pistol. "If someone with a force baton gets over here I can give it some extra 'oomph' for a bit!" She cries. Bot Mel - step next to Twila-4, cast supercharge weapon for next attack.
After seeing Sam-12 clock Yotto in the head, Weylin suspects the wrathful spirit will turn on the android next. He and Pellet try to provide covering fire to help protect him.
Bot Weylin - Covering Fire (Sam-12):1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14 Bot Pellet - Covering Fire (Sam-12):1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20Sam-12 gets +2 AC vs Yotto this turn.
I'll keep botting Mel and Weylin for the rest of this combat, but if they can't rejoin for searching the bridge we'll have to consider reducing the remaining adventure to 4 players.
Sam-12 goes down, unconscious from the damage. He did what he could for his companion, but in the end it was not enough. Perhaps the soul that will become Sam-13 can have a better, longer life.
Y'all, I keep losing track of this game, and the play-by-post just isn't working for me. Thanks for your patience, but I think this is the end of the line for Sam-12.
The supercharged laser blast burns a hole straight through the incorporeal kasatha, leaving only a few tattered wisps of wrath to lash out at you. Yotto wheels about and gashes Twila-4 in response to the devastating blow. Twila-4 takes 18 damage, but the driftdead is on its last legs. One or two more hits should do it in!
Weylin capitalizes on Pellet's distraction to land a body blow, while Mel takes a desperate shot with her laser pistol that connects. Yotto finds a new threat in Weylin, arcing a claw around to gouge him across the chest. Weylin takes 11 damage. It's only got 3 hp left, you can do it!
Weylin feels the ghostly claws ripping across his chest and he screams in agony as he lashes out with the force baton, but the pain is too much and he nearly drops the baton
Female N android ace pilot operative 1 | SP 0/7 HP 7/10 | RP 5/5 | EAC 15+4; KAC 16+4 (24 vs. Combat Maneuvers) | Fort +1; Ref +6; Will +2 | Init: +5 | Perc: +5, SM: -1 | low-light vision; darkvision | AL Pistol charges: 12 | SA Pistol charges: 19| Speed 30ft | Active conditions:DEAD
Whew! Good job hanging in there guys! That was rough. If necessary, Twila-4 will use her RP to stabilize. If anyone searches her backpack, they'll find two serums of healing.
Weylin looked around at the carnage and sighed. As much as we need some time to grieve. we need to be wrappin this up. That storm is getting closer and itll take time to load things back on the ship and we still have a few rooms to check.
Mel uses her datapad to ping the Pegasus, and its sensors indicate the storm is still out of range but fast approaching. You will likely have time for one 10-minute rest to mourn and recover, but after that you will need to make haste to the bridge if you want to get what you came for and make it out alive.
I'm going to move everyone to the mess hall and post what you find, just to keep things moving. Let me know what you are going to do for healing/resting and I will retroactively apply it to a 10-minute rest before you make it to that room.
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With the starship battery disconnected from the power armor, Weylin can rejigger the engine room's circuit board to give you access to the rest of the ship. The first stop on the way to the bridge is the mess hall, though it looks more like a charnel house than a cafeteria. The remains of two dead kasathas are piled in the northwest corner, surrounded by knocked-over chairs. A ceremonial table setting in the center of the chamber is spattered with blood. The stench of decay is palpable in this room, and even the sink along the southern wall is coated in a dark-red shade. Storage containers fill the eastern side of the room, each similarly spattered by gore. An impressive set of double doors bars passage to the north.
Female N android ace pilot operative 1 | SP 0/7 HP 7/10 | RP 5/5 | EAC 15+4; KAC 16+4 (24 vs. Combat Maneuvers) | Fort +1; Ref +6; Will +2 | Init: +5 | Perc: +5, SM: -1 | low-light vision; darkvision | AL Pistol charges: 12 | SA Pistol charges: 19| Speed 30ft | Active conditions:DEAD
Is anyone going to pour one of Twila-4's mk 1 serums of healing down her throat soon? If not, she'll have to use RP points to stabilize and get up to 1 HP so she can do it herself.
Sturmvanger is nothing if not pragmatic. Before truly mourning Sam-12, he makes sure his other companions are not going to die. He pours a healing serum down Twila-4's throat.
As they rest and prepare for the next portion of the exploration, he takes Sam's body back to the airlock and sits with it for the remaining minutes.
When everyone is ready, he heads to the cafeteria.
When he sees the dead kasatha, he begins pulling away chairs and checks them to see if they have any items that might be useful to their exploration. The chairs get tossed with much more force than necessary.
