[SFS]VAMP BY DAY'S PBP 2-19 Truth Keepers (Inactive)

Game Master VampByDay

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You have recently gotten off of a load of rough work for the Starfinders and are looking to relax. For one reason or another, you find yourself as far away from the lorespire complex as you can get, on one of the outer arms of Absolom Station, and you realize you are near the 'Seeker's Respite.' While this bar is willing to serve anyone, it is unofficially one of the 'Starfinder bars,' on Absolom station. Somewhere where Starfinders can go and vent their frustrations or just unwind with like-minded individuals.

Entering the bar, you see that today is particularly lively. A halfling with a replacement arm is tending bar, and you see:
1) you see there is a new mechanical bull that has been installed in one corner, only it doesn't seem to be a bull but a giant lizard in shape.
2) There seems to be some slight hazing party for a new initiate who just completed his commencement.
3) There's a small get together in the back with a retirement party for another Starfinder who is loudly asking what they are going to fill their time with.
4) Tara Nova and Jasmine, two iconic starfinder vidgamers are trying to drum up some people for a six player, two team videogame tournament over at the arcade section of the bar. (They Tara and Jasmine will be on opposing sides)
5)It seems someone has brought out the old Karaoke machine and hooked it up, though no one is currently using it.
6) At one table several starfinders are loudly laughing and telling tales of how even the most innocuous missions have gone completely sideways.

Please give a brief physical description of yourself and tell me what you'd like to do at the bar.

Also, please go to the google slides linked above and put down a pog for yourself and label it.

A sandy-haired halfling with impressive sideburns arrives. He is wearing a worn leather coat over his envirosuit; tucked under his arm is a large sidearm in a holster. He tows a reinforced cask behind him on a hover-dolly.

Owen comes from a large family of halfling brewers. Perhaps the bartender is a cousin? If they are, Owen will greet them with a hug, and leave his cask behind the bar.

He will get himself a large drink and go introduce himself to the starfinders sharing stories (#6).

"A round fer ev'ryone on me! Who'se got a good story?"

Owen arrives, hugs his second cousin once removed, and then joins the Starfinders bemoaning their missions just as a Ysoki is finishing up her story.

" . . . so there I am, have this gal all tied up after her goons tried to kill us, and the gal says to me, she says . . . 'how did you Starfinders track down the indestructible datapad to the Veskarium, let alone Toshi Station? We hid our tracks so well!' and I 'm like 'Lady! My grammy Fitch just sent us here to buy some dang power converters! If you hadn't attacked us, we wouldn't have known about you at all!" With this there is much uproarious laughter and lots of clapping and jeering. "Anyway, I drew the lucky straw so I got to go down to the bar while the rest of everyone is finishing up with the post-mission paperwork and stuff."

After Owen declares he is buying the table a drink everyone pats him on the back and thanks him. They then usher him into a chair and demand he tell a story of his own about a mission going sideways.

You can choose to roll a skill check related to a mission, so like a mission about encountering alien technology might be engineering or computers, while a hunting safari might be survival. If you want to do a good job role-playing it up I'll give you a bonus. If you site a particular chronicle, make sure to put it into spoiler tags so that people who haven't played that adventure don't get spoiled.

A rather tall and well-built kasatha walks into Seeker's Respite. He walks to the bar order a drink and turns around to see what is happening. His long grey hairless head turns from side to side to find something interesting for him to do. He carries loose robes of dark red color with a symbol of a six-arm dragon. His mouth is traditionally covered by a piece of clothing of matching color. On his belt there are no firearms, he carries only a starknife and a long chain. On his back, there is a large shield with the same six-arm dragon symbol.

Next to his head floats a constantly moving mote of darkness, it looks like it could suck everything inside yet it does not seem to interfere with the surroundings. When the drink arrives Vecro takes out a metal straw which he puts into the glass while the other side he puts under his face clothing into his mouth.

"That Lizzard over there is operational?" he asks the bartender

"I would like to try it out."

As Vecro approaches the 'bull' he finds that is in the image of Castrovellian megafauna called a 'Rendroka.' (essentially a T-Rex) There is a small plaque next to the ride reading "A small token of our gratitude to the Starfinders for their efforts at Rendroka conservancy. -Esowath Conservancy "

Just as Vecro approaches an akitonian man gets off after a successful romp. You notice he is former first seeker candidate Avor Stelek. He nods to you.

"She's all yours! I tired her out for you," he jokes.

You can attempt to ride the Rendroka with an acrobatics, athletics or relevant profession check such as profession athalete or cowboy.

Owen grins and takes a deep drink before launching into it. "Ah, we 'ad an escort mission!"

Intimidate: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (19) + 20 = 39

QQwaan is tall, even for a Vesk. He has many frills, scutes, and spines that are hard to imagine in a single species let alone for a single person. Highly polished subtympanic scales speak to a high degree of fashion.

A monocle dangles from a string that disappears into an impressive beard. The eyepiece has no glass but all the markings of a holographic overlay sight system. He leans on a big stick of some red alloy, topped with several crystaline spikes.

"Retirement whatwhat? Who should be so brave to leave the dangers of space and exploration and adventures to sit in a leather-back chair writing about dangers and exploration and adventures?

As an old adventurer himself he will toff his top hat and offer good wishes to the party of honor.

The crowd around Owen's table bursts into applause and everyone cheers and a few starfinders buy him the next round. Soon enough another Starfinder is telling the tale of some sorted adventure that started off innocuous but soon went off the rails.

Meanwhile Q'Qwaan sits down with an aging Ysoki. "Is that the famous Q'Qwaan? Name's Jibbs," he says gruffly as he extends a mechanical hand to shake. You suddenly realize that he is badly scarred and that all of his limbs, (arms and legs) are cybernetic. "Yeah, I decided to take my pension and retire after I lost my last appendage, my left leg, to a crazy cultist with a dushko and a bit of luck. Writin' huh? Well, I admit, it is temptin' but I twernt never much with words. Honestly, I dunno what I'm going to do with my free time now that I'm retired. Gotta keep active they say."

You can attempt a diplomacy, bluff, or profession check to try and interest him in a hobby you think he might like.

FOMP! FOMP! FOMP! FOMP!

Heavy, slow footfalls are heard as an imposing figure enters the building.

FOMP! FOMP! FOMP! FOMP!

Now near the bar, the figure can be seen to sport a massive suit of slate gray enforcer armor decorated with graphics, including the logo for the Absalom Cavaliers, a semi-pro brutaris team.

A gold visor lifts, and reveals an amused, almost goofy, smile. "One Castrovelian Sunrise, please. I'm here to sing some karaoke!"

FOMP! FOMP! FOMP! FOMP!

The figure strides over to the karaoke machine. "Give me that mic, and cue up Space Truckin' by, uhh, that Drow group from Apostae--Deep Purple?"

Half the assembled starfinders cheer and the other half moan as Gustv warms up the Karaoke machine and picks up the mic.

Culture or relevant profession check (Singer/Musician/Cover band artist, etc) to sing well.

Pulsing guitar riffs begin, and the man inside the massive suit of armor begins singing his heart out.

"We had a lot of luck on Eox
We always had a ball on Vesk
Meeting all the groovey people
We've rocked the Pact Worlds so far
We danced around with Liavara
We're space truckin' round the the stars
COME ON!, COME ON!, COME ON! let's go Space truckin'!"

culture: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

"Have I ever told you about the time I replaced my first limbwhatwhat? It was for the Vestucky Seniors Triple crown. Imagine a Vesk of 80 years running on the limbs of a rendoka! I have seen a draelik completing the Kiranti run on treads. Nearly broke my own record whatwhat"

The old Vesk looks through his monocle at the Ysoki's limbs.

"Mechanical are nice, but for my experience you can find better. You could grow your own. The regenerative powers of the fence lizards are renowned, but it is not unheard of in even the mammals. It is all about finding the right alleles."

Profession Bioengineer: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (14) + 12 = 26

I was certain that I posted yesterday... damn mb

Vecro bows to Avor and smiles to him

"Thanks! I haven't tried that for ages." says Vecro as he puts the shield and his weapons to the side before entering the secure ring.

As he mounts the mechanical lizard he turns the thing on...

Athletics: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16

A shirren enters the 'Respite', a full-faced helm tucked under one arm. Dressed in comfortable loose-fitting casual attire, an over-stuffed backpack is draped over one shoulder while the hilt of a longsword pokes above the other. A pistol is holstered at his hip.

Antennae twitching, he pauses to look around, taking stock of the current happenings around the bar. Biding his time, he seems to be savouring the decision-making process.

Antennae twitching to a halt, he appears to reach a decision and heads for the renkroda machine. Dropping his backpack to the floor, he rests a hand on the plaque, running a finger over the message as he recalls the mission to Castrovel.

"That'sh some goohd ridinhk," he says aloud to Vecro, his mandibles clacking and waving. "It looksh fun. I hope I dohn't embarrassh mysself."

The shirren climbs aboard the replica beastie and holds on as best he can.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (9) + 13 = 22

Q'Qwaan is able to chat with Jibbs and convince him to maybe spend some of his new free time looking into new bio-engineering research.

Vecro meanwhile gives a good performance but in the end the mechanical Rendroka is just too much for the Kasatha and he is thrown off. Everyone still cheers for how long he lasted and offers him another round or beer.

Vedrir lands on his back and looks at the ceiling of the place. Under his mask, he smiles broadly. As he leaves the arena he thanks for a beer and throws to the shirren.

"Thanks, may Eloritu grant you insight into its movement. It can surprise." He pats him on the back as he joins the crowd looking.

Gustov manages to do a passible imitation of the band, though he certainly isn’t going to be winning any rounds of ‘Absolom’s Got Talent.’

Meanwhile Chk’Tarlish manages to hang on for the entire ride earning cheers from the crowd.

Q Qwaan sits next to the ysoki at the table. "Maybe you can find a fiefdom with less need of youth whatwhat" the vesk pulls a deck of cards from his pocket. "Abarat Towers perhaps?"

Chk'tarlsh slides from the mechanical renkroda's back and drops to the floor. The shirren's antennae twitch self-consciously and he acknowledges the crowd's attention with a small wave.

"Thanksh for the blesssinhksh and advishe," he says to Vecro. "I'm Chk'tarlsh," he introduces himself on his way back to the plaque, where he scoops up his belongings.

A half-orc sitting near Tara and Jasmine is happy to join in the game. For a moment, he is almost easily mistaken for an android, as his head and the rest of the green skin that is visible is covered in luminescent circuitry tattooes. A series of metallic nodes along the center of his shaved head, reminiscent of a mohawk, flash with periodic multicolored lights. As he smiles, your realize his teeth are also metallic, with embedded lights flickering there as well. His left eye is replaced with an obvious cybernetic implant.

He wears a heavy suit of armor, which is decked out with black metal plates and leather panels, looking somewhat in the style of some lighter armor used by holocycle gangs. He has a kanto strapped to his back, as well as a couple of rifles sticking out of a starfinder backpack.

"Thanksh for the blesssinhksh and advishe," he says to Vecro. "I'm Chk'tarlsh," he introduces himself on his way back to the plaque, where he scoops up his belongings.

Vecro stands up, puts his right hand on his chest, and bows his head saying

"I am Vecro Asynti from House Khadil, a pleasure to meet you. Come and have a drink."

Flenn can try a computers, piloting, or profession (Vidgamer) check to try and help his team win (either on the side of Tara or Jasmine. After he joins, shortly the game gets underway.

Well, seeing as Flenn hasn't responded within two days we'll just start with the next bit of the adventure and we can retcon in his actions later.

As the Starfinders are all having fun and relaxing, suddenly there is a large blast and all the safety glass of the bar is shattered and blown in. It takes everyone a second to get their bearings, but you hear gunfire and more explosions going off. Everyone's Starfinder training kicks in and they start grabbing fire extinguishers or weapons to fight off enemies. For your part, you realize that the blast came from outside, and as no one is taking the lead on heading out, you decide to, if only to secure the area.

Outside you see three vesk with sniper rifles down the street and they are firing on a young Bantrid starfinder you recognize, named Narbal. He's pinned down, not great for the constantly moving Bantrid. Then the vesk see you and some adjust their weapons to aim at you.

Map on slide 2, pictures on slide three

Inititive Vecro: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12
Inititive Owen: 1d20 ⇒ 4
Inititive Q'Qwan: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Inititive Gustav: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (14) + 0 = 14
Inititive Chk'Tarlsh: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13
Inititive Flenn: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
Inititive Red: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20
Inititive Blue: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
Inititive Pink: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

--Round 1
Bold may go
Blue Vesk
Red Vesk
Flenn
Gustov
Chk'Tarlsh
Vecro
Pink Vesk
Q'Qwan
Owen

I'll get to the Vesk's first actions in a bit, running late for work right now.

Blue takes aim with his sniper rifle and fires at Gustov
attack: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (3) + 10 = 13
damage if hit: 1d10 ⇒ 3 fire damage.

Red also takes aim and fires at Chk'Tarlsh
attack: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30
damage if hit: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11 fire damage
Crit! 22 damage and I need a fortitude save vs Radiation

--Round 1- -
Bold may go
Blue Vesk
Red Vesk
Flenn
Gustov
Chk'Tarlsh
Vecro
Pink Vesk
Q'Qwan
Owen

After leaving the bar Vecro reaches to his mote. After he touches it with his hand the mote begins to flow through his body forming a constantly moving layer on top of his armor. Then he moves forwards staying close to the bar wall as he reaches for his Riot Shield.

Photon attunement: 1/3
Forming solar armor, move + draw a shield

As Gustav steps out onto the street he activates his energy shield (giving him 6 temporary HP).

As the bullet tings off his heavy armor, he purposefully strides toward the first vesk, his pulse gauntlet powering up as he does.

"Looks like we have work to do, Starfinders! Follow me!"

"Looksh like we'll need a raincheck on that drinhk," Chk'tarlsh calls to Vecro as chaos descends on the bar.

Sliding his new rifle from his bundle, he slips his backpack over his shoulders and follows Gustav into the street.

Taking a moment to orient himself, the impact from the vesk's attack alerts him to his opponents' direction. (Thermal Capacitors armour upgrade grant Resistance 5 to cold/fire if applicable here?)

Fort.vs radiation: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

"I'll move toward Narbal," he calls as he dashes forward. Closing on the pinned Starfinder, Chk'tarlsh drops to his stomach and fires a round at the closest vesk (blue).

Corona laser rifle: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25
Fire Damage: 2d6 + 5 ⇒ (1, 4) + 5 = 10

Apologies for being absent ... the last few days have been a little unexpectedly hectic.

Flenn is playing the vidgames when all hell breaks lose. "Bloody Maelstrom!"

Computers: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (9) + 14 = 23

He makes for the door, pulling his kanto instrument from his back and strumming some notes. As he does so, two things become evident: a small port on the end, which makes it clear that the kanto is actually a sonic rifle, and a spear mounted to the rifle by a bayonet.

Seeing the vesk attacking, he calls out in vesk,

As he hurls vesk insults, Flenn also orders his exocortex to begin telemetry on the northmost vesk. He brings the kanto up and swipes his fingers across the strings, sending a blast of sonic energy blasting toward the target.

Thunderstrike rifle attack, 2 range penalties, vs. red vesk EAC: 1d20 + 7 - 4 ⇒ (13) + 7 - 4 = 16
Thunderstrike rifle damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10 sonic

Gustov and Vecro run forward and try to get ready while Chk'tarlsh takes a prone firing position and hits one for a decent shot in his armor. The Shirrin's armor absorbing a little less than a quarter of the blow, and his mighty bug-like constitution fighting off the radiation surge to his body.

Flenn fires off a shot at another while shouting an insult. He just barely manages to wing the vesk for some damage, despite the range.

Pink shouts back in vesk as they charge down on the prone Shirin.

Attack Flenn: 1d20 + 10 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 10 - 2 = 26
damage if hit: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

--Round 1- -
Bold may go
Blue Vesk -10
Red Vesk -10
Flenn
Gustov
Chk'Tarlsh
Vecro
Pink Vesk
Q'Qwan
Owen

Assuming Owen had an action to activate his solarian armor before being teleported outside, into a firefight.

Owen, seeing everyone leave the bar, sets down his third drink (empty) and picks up a fourth. A shimmer of dark blue-purple energy surrounds him as he trots outside into an already hot firefight. Seeing Narbal pinned down he shouts "Hang on, Narbal! I'mma commin! INTERPOSITION!!!" and charges (run action) down field, beer held up in expert position to not spill a drop.

"Ho Ho! Let me show you a little about honor kis ploch." Q'Qwaan touches his monocle while quoting ancient vesk texts. The eyepiece glows, then the light shimmers over his whole form. As he steps forward the light leaves an outline of the tall vesk. Another step toward the cowards another outline forms around him. The outlines follow Q'Qwaan, turning into images of him as he draws his doshku. "kis PLOCH!"

Cast mirror image, move forward trying to block LoS to pinned down, Narbal.

The blue one shouts "I have the little pipsqueak, you get the others!" He then fires off a shot with his rifle Remember, Owen, you are flat-footed from the run
Attack Owen: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 27
damage if hit: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5 fire
He then drops his gun and steps forward, drawing a switchblade as he does.

Red takes careful aim through his scope and fires at Flenn
Move action to activate the 500 foot range of the sniper rifle, fire
attack Flenn: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16
damage if hit: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11 fire

--Round 2--
Bold may go
Blue Vesk -10
Red Vesk -10
Flenn
Gustov
Chk'Tarlsh
Vecro
Pink Vesk
Q'Qwan
Owen

With Owen engaging his previous target, Chk'tarlsh smoothly lines up the vesk charging toward him (pink) and calmly fires two quick shots. (Remaining prone)

Corona laser rifle 1: 1d20 + 10 - 4 ⇒ (6) + 10 - 4 = 12
Fire Damage: 2d6 + 5 ⇒ (2, 5) + 5 = 12

Corona laser rifle 2: 1d20 + 10 - 4 ⇒ (7) + 10 - 4 = 13
Fire Damage: 2d6 + 5 ⇒ (6, 2) + 5 = 13

Vecro speeds up wishing to intercept the Vesk heading for the Narbal. As he begins to run Vecro takes out his chain and sets it on fire. His steps becomes longer as he runs but he stops on the maximum reach of his chain and he takes a swing with it.

Attack@Pink vs EAC, charge: 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (13) + 7 - 2 = 18
Damage, fire, photon attunement: 1d8 + 3 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 3 + 1 + 4 = 16

Vecro is charging this round and pulling out his chain. He gets -2 to AC and -2 to attack roll.
Photon attunement: 2/3

Apologies. Forgetting to reset those dastardly cookies kept me off the boards.

Gustav rushes forward, attempting to stay out of the way of the allied sharpshooters behind him.

double move.

Flenn ignites his jump jets and lands near Chk'tarish. As he lands, he points his kanto and fires a blast of sonic energy toward the distant vesk targeted by his computer. "Want me to get some cover for ya there, mate?" he says to Chk'tarish.

Thunderstrike rifle attack (targeting computer, range increment penalty) vs. Red Vesk's EAC: 1d20 + 8 - 2 ⇒ (16) + 8 - 2 = 22
Thunderstrike rifle damage: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12 sonic

Chk'tarlsh fires off two shots but fails to connect.
Vecro's shot barely manages to connect, dealing a lot of fire damage to pink.
Gustov runs forward
Flenn's attack manages to tag red for some damage.

Pink drops his sniper rifle, moves forward while drawing his switchblade,
This provokes an AoO
Then stabs at Vecro
attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23
damage if hit: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

--Round 2--
Bold may go
Blue Vesk -10
Red Vesk -22
Flenn
Gustov
Chk'Tarlsh
Vecro
Pink Vesk 16
Q'Qwan
Owen

The damage from Blue's sniper rifle was completely absorbed by Owen's solarian armor.

Apparently disregarding the vesk in front of him, Owen locks eyes with Red, releases a dangerous looking pulse of gravity from his armor, and says "!---------------!" - a phrase too caustic for print in any decent public forum!

intimidate vs Red: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (1) + 20 = 21

...and follows up by raising his free hand then clenching it into a fist. A envelope of blue-purple gravity smothers Red!

Owen uses crush on Red (DC 19 fort save), spending a resolve point to stun Red if it fails.

Vecro takes another swing with his chain to punish the reckless Vesk.

Attack of opportunity: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26
Damage, fire, photon attunement: 1d8 + 3 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 4 + 1 = 10

Feeling the power of the star overwhelming him, Vecro moves to the sides to see that everyone is far enough and explodes in bright light.

Supernova, reflex save dc14 for half: 5d6 ⇒ (3, 4, 1, 5, 3) = 16

AOO, standard: supernova, move: Plasma Sheath

"Uh guys, this halfling is creeping me out!" shouts red
Shaken for 1 round.
fort save: 1d20 + 3 - 2 ⇒ (15) + 3 - 2 = 16
The Red Vesk cluches his guts and lets out a pained gargle.
Staggered, shaken, and stunned . . .damn!

Q'Qwaan is having trouble logging on to the site and contacted me another way, he double moves foreward. Vecro hits with his AoO, but the rest of his action doesn't happen until his turn.

Seeing the battle turning in the Starfinder's favor, the Bantrid wheels around and provides a flanking partner for Vecro

The blue vesk puts two and two together about what Owen is doing to his friend and show's "Hey, stop that!" He then presses a button on his com unit.

trick attack: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (5) + 16 = 21
Owen's device says an external computer is trying to hack it, but his spaceNorton Antivirus shut it down.
attack vs. kac: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11
damage if hit: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Vecro, there is now a PC and NPC adjacent to you, do you still want to explode?

--Round 3--
Bold may go
Blue Vesk -10
Red Vesk -22 (Stunned, Staggered, Shaken)
Flenn
Gustov
Chk'Tarlsh
Vecro
Pink Vesk -26 HP
Q'Qwan
Owen

"Thankssh," Chk'tarlsh replies to Flenn. "Looksh like the othersh will make short work of thish."

With his companions surrounding the closest target, the shirren smoothly shifts his target back to the distant vesk (red). He fires another two rounds.

Corona laser rifle 1: 1d20 + 10 - 4 ⇒ (5) + 10 - 4 = 11
Fire Damage: 2d6 + 5 ⇒ (1, 6) + 5 = 12

Corona laser rifle 2: 1d20 + 10 - 4 ⇒ (15) + 10 - 4 = 21
Fire Damage: 2d6 + 5 ⇒ (2, 4) + 5 = 11

Sorry, was under impression that it was my turn :D No, I will not supernova

Vecro nods to Bantrid and focus on his weapon. The flames covering his chain intensifies more as he takes another swing at the enemy.

Attack@Pink VS EAC: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20
Damage, fire, photon attunement, plasma sheath: 1d8 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 = 17

Plasma Sheath + attack.

Gustav continues to trudge forward, finally making it to one of the vesks.

He attacks (red).

to hit, Pulse Gauntlet, Thunderstrike: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8
Bludgeoning and Sonic damage: 1d6 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

I'll have pink go while waiting on Flenn
-Chk'Tarlsh attacks twice, missing once and hitting once
-Vecro makes a solid hit
-Gustov misses

Pink, looking really bad, presses a button on his commlink
trick attack: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (15) + 16 = 31
Vecro's head's up display in his armor starts flashing ads that he can get millions of credits if he helps out Nigerian Princes, momentarily distracting him. (Trick successful)
attack v. Vecro's kac: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21
damage if hit: 1d4 + 4 + 1d8 ⇒ (2) + 4 + (4) = 10
[ooc]Vecro is off-target until the start of Pink's next turn.

--Round 3--
Bold may go
Blue Vesk -10
Red Vesk -33 (Stunned, Staggered, Shaken)
Flenn
Gustov
Chk'Tarlsh
Vecro
Pink Vesk -43 HP
Q'Qwan
Owen

The old vesk flips the haft of his weapon downward, its blades nearly skim the ground but he rotates the the other end over his shoulder, catches it in both hands brings the blade smashing down on the red vesk!
"I learned that in Fourth Form Doshku, whatwhat! Long before your dewlaps even dropped boy!'

doshku: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8, splortch!: 2d12 + 3 ⇒ (6, 3) + 3 = 12

"Speak to me of blasphemy?!? The nerve!"

also forgot to roll for images: 1d4 ⇒ 3

Flenn fires another two rapid shots at the vesk he's targetting.

Thunderstrike rifle attack 1, targetting & range penalty/full attack, vs. Red Vesk's EAC: 1d20 + 8 - 2 - 4 ⇒ (15) + 8 - 2 - 4 = 17
Thunderstrike rifle damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9 sonic

Thunderstrike rifle attack 2, targetting & range penalty/full attack, vs. Red Vesk's EAC: 1d20 + 8 - 2 - 4 ⇒ (7) + 8 - 2 - 4 = 9
Thunderstrike rifle damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5 sonic

Owen will maintain Crush on Red.

Red needs a DC 19 fort save vs staggered

He then makes a sharp gesture at Pink, and the gravity waves slam into them too!

Owen uses Crush on Pink (spending another resolve point). Pink must make a DC 19 fort save vs stun.

Unfortunately, pink knows that move and manages to get out of the way of the doshkou.

One of Flenn’s shots hit.

Red Fort save: 1d20 + 3 - 2 ⇒ (12) + 3 - 2 = 13
Pink Fort save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

Red is staggered still.

Red fires off at Gustov
Red vs gustov: 1d20 + 10 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 10 - 2 = 11
damage if hit: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8fire

Blue shouts ”I said stop that!”
Trick attack: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (13) + 16 = 29
Suddenly Owen’s head’s up display goes wild, distracting him.
Attack Owen vs flat footed: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26
damage if hit: 1d4 + 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (1) + (1) + 4 = 6

--Round 3--
Bold may go
Blue Vesk -10
Red Vesk -42 (Staggered)
Flenn
Gustov
Chk'Tarlsh
Vecro
Pink Vesk -43 HP
Q'Qwan
Owen