Sebecloki presents Dreamscarred Press' From the Deep Psionic AP (Inactive)

Game Master Sebecloki

Tai Pao Leng wrote:

Xonti Ensk wrote:

Sebecloki wrote:

Ashtab nods, "Very well, attend to your investigations, Citizen, and I shall attend to mine."

Showing the proper obeisance to his social, now official, superior, Xonti replies, "By your command, Ah-Kulel", to Ashtab as he keeps his head respectfully lowered to the the Officiate Protectorate Trio while they lead their Puppeted Dromite captive away. Once they have left the vicinity, the Ophiduan Cryptic of the Flow goes to regard his two fellow Human Volunteers without even waiting to see if there are any additional volunteers now that some sort of reward had been rendered, courtesy of Ashtab's fellows.

Nodding to both Tai and Desidera, Xonti states, "It would seem that the Flow has revealed itself to those who would be part of the greater pattern. The remuneration that the both of you seek... it would seem that I have been appointed by my betters to help distribute them amongst all the volunteers for our task. Allow me to make my introduction to you; I am known as Xonti Ensk, a recent arrival to this fair City. And the both of you are? Starting with you," as Xonti motions towards Tai Pao Leng, "for you were key in alerting us all to the threat of these Puppeteers.". Xonti then further makes motions towards Desidera as he continues on with, "Then it shall be your turn to make your introduction, you who bears uniform of the armed companies?"

"Tai Leng. Formerly a member of our glorious military." he says with a somewhat sardonic tinge.

"Now, let's get going. From what this guy said, this might be ur-" he cuts off as the ground shakes and a part of the city...collapses.

"Change of plans. Is the city under attack?" without waiting for an answer, he moves toward the source of the disturbance to see what exactly happened.

Desidera Tahn wrote:

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It took two moments for her to comprehend the

...

You're nowhere near close enough, you're on the opposite side of the immense city (you're in the upper right hand corner, they're in the lower left hand corner).

She looks around at the crowd, then addressed them.

"HEAR ME, FINE PEOPLE OF THIS CITY, HAVE NO FEAR, WE THE CHOSEN OF SEER ZOROTAER WILL NOW SALLY FORTH AND SAVE THIS LAND FROM THE STRINGED DANGER ZOROTAER PROFISICED. GIVE US WHAT ASSISTANCE YOU CAN AS WE DO SO"

Then she stared down into the caverns.
Clime 1d20+6

She was not 100% if this was the right way of doing things but she had seen many Tri-vids adventure plays and this seemed to be the way things were done.

She stopped and added

"WE ARE GOING NOW, LIKE NOW, RIGHT THIS MOMENT"

Eleven_Zee_Alpha falls as she takes a nasty tumble to the bottom of the rift.

Falling Damage: 10d6 ⇒ (4, 6, 4, 2, 5, 5, 2, 1, 4, 4) = 37

Eleven_Zee_Alpha tumbles one hundred feet to the chasm floor, where she now lies prone.

Transient also shrugged, since it seemed to be the going thing. "Need a hand climbing down?" It didn't looked especially difficult, but not everyone was as gifted at climbing.

Do you have a plan to climb or otherwise descend?

Krat watches Eleven_Zee_Alpha's performance and shrugs. It seems unlikely that the citizens of Abril would disregard the warnings of a prominent Seer as casually as she's suggesting given how much importance the Protectorate puts in psionic powers like Clairsentience, but if Zoraster saw that they were going to head down into the new hole then there wasn't much use fighting what was predestined.

Glancing around once more at the crowd around them the small figure then turns to look for the best way to descend into the opening without simply falling to the area below.

Do you have a plan to climb or otherwise descend?

Not as of yet, but let's see if I can make one.

As he turns to look for a way down into the newly formed chasm Krat sees Eleven_Zee_Alpha tumble into the pit below. Swearing under his breath he turns to Transient. "If you think you can climb down now without a fall like that check on her as quick as you can."

Turning back to the crowd the "kobold" calls out, "You all heard Seer Zorotaer! He knew we had a purpose and it was down there. I don't know what that purpose is yet, but we'll need to attend to the one who just fell quickly so that we can get to it and avoid the doom the Seer hinted at. I need someone to bring some rope and I need it now!"

"This should be esssss......."

She slips and the next thing she is falling

"This is not goood"

Then a tattoo on her skin flares up and CatFall comes into effect.

Falling Damage: 37 means she would be at -1 wounds and so dead. GM Spending her 1 hero point, as the fall has happened I'm using it to cheat death. Note: not harm just death, by saying she had a single use of catfall power as a tattoo. Now used. This then reduces the fall by 50' or 5d DMG not 10d DMG, dies from falling. The 1st 5 dice you rolled were 4, 6, 4, 2, 5 = 21 of DMG. So after the fall, she has Wounds 15/28 Vigor 0/8. In this way gameplay does not change, she is hurt but not dead etc. Hope that is a good solution GM

She lands on her feet but then she doubles over, laying prone and looking up at the others.

"Ouch!!"

Would we be close enough in range to hear Eleven_Zee_Alpha making her loud clamor for assistance? ;)

Sebecloki wrote:

You're nowhere near close enough, you're on the opposite side of the immense city (you're in the upper right hand corner, they're in the lower left hand corner).

Fair enough, Sebecloki; there's probably enough going on over at Tai's/Desidera's/Xonti's end to keep things busy. ;)

Catching up with the two humans, Xonti manages to "sheath" his Ophiduan Glaive to his back just enough so that the unwieldy-sized polearm is not in any position to obstruct his general ground movement.

The Human with the torn, patchless uniform, currently known to the Ophiduan Cryptic as Tai Leng, is presently crouched over [or near] an accessible part of the deep gash cutting through the nearby market grounds as a cacophony of disjointed voices could be heard murmuring from the nearby crowd of onlookers.

Perception to determine what is going on nearby: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15. Plus an additional +2 if there are Neutral-Good or Flow worshiping individuals scattered among the crowd...

If Xonti is unable to make out any news from the nearby crowd, He'll move closer to where Tai is peering down at.

@Zee: You need 2 Hero Points for Cheat Death.

@Zee: You need 2 Hero Points for Cheat Death.

Hmm, what sorta appropriate penalty would a -1 to Hero Points be if it was ever required by a hypothetical GM? ;)

Of course, it might be "interpretable" as using an extra/free? standard action [activate tattoo] instead of utilizin' the cheetin' the grim reaper part. ;p

what ever works as its posted and agree on by GM in discussion, what ever works is good. AS taping a tattoo is an action so. If that works then great

Eleven got herself up.

"Ouch!"

Transient glanced into the chasm. "Probably not," he replied cheerfully. Cracking his fingers, his armour once again flowed to the lighter form to avoid getting in the way and he began to look for a way down that wasn't hurling oneself into a chasm. It did look fun, but he had a task and needed most of his bones for it.

Climb: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26

Catching up with the two humans, Xonti manages to "sheath" his Ophiduan Glaive to his back just enough so that the unwieldy-sized polearm is not in any position to obstruct his general ground movement.

The Human with the torn, patchless uniform, currently known to the Ophiduan Cryptic as Tai Leng, is presently crouched over [or near] an accessible part of the deep gash cutting through the nearby market grounds as a cacophony of disjointed voices could be heard murmuring from the nearby crowd of onlookers.

All of her attention was on treating what she could with what was available. Fortunately, none of the injuries that were in the immediate area were not severe, only bruises and a few cuts that could be easily cared for enough for them to get out of the area and to a house of mending. From time to time, she did look up to make sure that... Tai and the Ophiduan... Esk? remained in sight, though.

Transient glanced into the chasm. "Probably not," he replied cheerfully. Cracking his fingers, his armour once again flowed to the lighter form to avoid getting in the way and he began to look for a way down that wasn't hurling oneself into a chasm. It did look fun, but he had a task and needed most of his bones for it.

[dice=Climb]1d20+8

Transient successfully climbs down the gorge that has opened in the earth.

what ever works as its posted and agree on by GM in discussion, what ever works is good. AS taping a tattoo is an action so. If that works then great

Eleven got herself up.

"Ouch!"

Both Transient and Eleven_Zee_Alpha can see an opening in the rock leading into a tunnel...

"Oh, you're not dead," Transient said with mild surprise. "I'm please to see. Most people would probably be really hurt." He looked back up, and shouted up to Krat, "I can point you to the best handholds, if you like?"

Aid Another to Krat to climb down. I can't roll below a 10 so it's automatic.

Aid another would put Krat at +4 on the roll; he's pretty bad at climbing. I'm hoping that someone will bring a rope, but if they don't he'll give it a try as he does have to get down somehow.

"Dead?...O you mean dysfunctional, yes I suppose most would. It was a long fall and I am damaged."

She looks up at the others heading down.

"They best be carful"

She looks herself over.

Aid another would put Krat at +4 on the roll; he's pretty bad at climbing. I'm hoping that someone will bring a rope, but if they don't he'll give it a try as he does have to get down somehow.

Is anyone going to help him down?

You can also look for another route.

I don't think any other characters are nearby. I've called out to the citizens of Arbil to bring a rope, but I'll be happy to look around for another way down.

While he waits to see if anyone will bring him the requested rope Krat takes a careful look around to see if there might be some other means to lower himself to join the others.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

Eleven looks up, she was at the bottom and hurt bad, there was not a lot she could do.

Xonti Ensk wrote:

Catching up with the two humans, Xonti manages to "sheath" his Ophiduan Glaive to his back just enough so that the unwieldy-sized polearm is not in any position to obstruct his general ground movement.

The Human with the torn, patchless uniform, currently known to the Ophiduan Cryptic as Tai Leng, is presently crouched over [or near] an accessible part of the deep gash cutting through the nearby market grounds as a cacophony of disjointed voices could be heard murmuring from the nearby crowd of onlookers.

All of her attention was on treating what she could with what was available. Fortunately, none of the injuries that were in the immediate area were not severe, only bruises and a few cuts that could be easily cared for enough for them to get out of the area and to a house of mending. From time to time, she did look up to make sure that... Tai and the Ophiduan... Esk? remained in sight, though.

Seeing the other human volunteer milling about as she helps see towards the various light injuries incurred by the citizenry [and all the others still remaining within the vicinity], Xonti saunters up to where Tai is currently standing at- by the edge of the newly-formed chasm, looking downwards.

Perception to see if any unfortunate citizens fell into the chasm: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15.

"Tai Leng- should we try to make our way down this pit? I fear that I do not carry any rope upon me- how about yourself?"

I don't think any other characters are nearby. I've called out to the citizens of Arbil to bring a rope, but I'll be happy to look around for another way down.

While he waits to see if anyone will bring him the requested rope Krat takes a careful look around to see if there might be some other means to lower himself to join the others.

[dice=Perception]1d20 + 9

Seeing a stairway, Krat stops waiting for rope and goes to investigate it more closely, searching for traps or general unreliability. On the way he calls out to his companions below, "I think I've found a less dangerous way down than the two of you took. Over here, I'll try to join you."

Perception for safety: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10

I'm surprisingly bad at checking for dangers so far this game. Ah well.

Unless it looks particularly unsafe Krat will make his way down and attempt to join Eleven_Zee_Alpha and Transient.

tell me about it, be funny if a wall TPK'ed the party in the 1st scene.

She throws her hards up in the air.

"Now he tells us!"

Then she stops as it was too painful.

"It seemed fine to me," Transient said after a moment. "Of course, I've hit my head before this." He started pointing out footholds within Koboldin leg reach on the easier climb. And prepared to catch Krat if he slipped.

Table 2 characters -- post here

Table 2 characters -- post here

So it's off... off to Table 2 that we, Xonti/Tai/Desidera/Scavion, shall goooo. ;p

I'm about to post a new recruitment -- what I'm going to do is still assume both parties are in the same world and may cross paths or hear about eachother at some point.

Level was hurt, her odd tattoos lowed in the darkness as her body systems sort to self repear.

Seeing a stairway, Krat stops waiting for rope and goes to investigate it more closely, searching for traps or general unreliability. On the way he calls out to his companions below, "I think I've found a less dangerous way down than the two of you took. Over here, I'll try to join you."

[dice=Perception for safety]1d20 +9

I'm surprisingly bad at checking for dangers so far this game. Ah well.

Unless it looks particularly unsafe Krat will make his way down and attempt to join Eleven_Zee_Alpha and Transient.

Sorry, didn't see the Perception check

Krat cautiously makes his way down the stairs, looking back up once he's at the bottom. He then makes his way over to the Android and the Duergar to see how they're fairing. "Ah good! You're alive at least, and moving. Shall we take a look around and see what we've gotten ourselves into?"

"Why not"

Krat, looking at Eleven_Zee_Alpha's condition grimaces some as he nods. "Now if we're to believe that Seer we should be on the lookout for some sort of strings, either metaphorical or otherwise that need to be severed? For now I'd settle for a stable path forward though." Peering into the gloom around them the blue tries to take stock of the immediate environment.

Krat will scan the immediate area with Detect Psionics in case anything registers, and then try to sort out what the options are for exploring. Where on the Beneath Arbil map are we?

She smiles at the others,
Edited

"Well shall we"

I don't think that we're actually using a full gestalt. We ended up going with a free archetype (which doesn't replace the normal class features, but stacks on top of them.) I suspect that instead of vitalist you'll need to take a look at some psion archetype instead, so the collective probably isn't an option just now (though if my tactician joins us we'd get it that way instead.)

Beyond that I don't think that you get telepathy through a collective until level three, so that would need to be out loud for us to get anything from it.

All fixed

As she says this you can see she is healing, slowly but her broken skin seems to be knitting itself, and her pail blue blood, drying up.

She slaps Krat on the back.

"After you Master Blue"

"Perhaps I should go first?" Transient suggested, his armour flowing to his heavier form as he swung his shield out. "I have good eyes, I can see in the dark, and I tend to not to die if I miss anything." He ran his free hand over the ugly scar on his face. "See? Not dead!" He paused, muscles rippling on his head. "Probably?"

"I'm happy to follow your lead, Transient. You certainly don't seem dead to me, though with the day we've had so far I'm not ready to bet on much of anything. How about we stick close together and all keep our eyes open so that hopefully if one of us misses something important the others won't."

The good news is that everyone received a boost in vigor! We now get to add our con bonus each level, and for level 1 we get double the normal. The bad news is that the things that go bump in the night down here will likely be getting the same boost, but we'll deal with that when we run into something I suppose.

As she waits on the others as they work out who would go in front. Her healing nanites did their work. She then used a simple psionic power to mend her broken garments. Once happy she was whole once more she followed the others. As she did she pulled out her revolver and checked it, and held it ready.

"We all can see in the dark I think, so lets have a look around"

She looks up to see others looking down at them. She should be dead, should be broken and smashed, but she was made a little better than that. A few minutes and her body had all but healed itself. No matter she can come back from the brink of death.

"So are we heading in?"

"Oh, good thing I'm not dead. Do tell me if I do die. I'd hate to not know." Observing the restored form of Eleven was vaguely odd, but no odder than anything else, Transient supposed.

"And yes, let us head in. I suppose I had best prepare for war." Transient's armour flowed once more, filling out the missing plates and growing larger and bulkier. His shield took on a silver gleam, runic forms flowing around it's edge and a storm in the centre. And his axe was nothing. A hole in the world, staring into the void that just happened to be shaped like a Dwarf waraxe. Still, somehow, impossibly details could be seen on it, etched in a shade of black a touch less absolute.

Ready for what came the Druergar marched forwards.

You're in the lower lefthand corner (the little tunnel that cuts across the room in the corner, coming from the top.

Before the party can set out to explore the underground complex a voice drifts down the stairs that Krat descended to get to the lower level. "Hello down there? I, um, I think that I need to join you in your quest. That ophiduan up in the city, when he pointed out you I think that he pointed at me as well."

Making their way down the stairs you see a small dromite, dressed in the white robes that commonly indicate those with psonic abilities. The robes aren't particularly fancy, but they are well kept, and the insectoid's form has a reddish tinge. As they make their way slowly, but steadily towards the group they continue, "I'm sorry I didn't come sooner, but I when that kobold shouted out I went and got some rope as they seemed to think that it was important, but perhaps now it's not so needed?" The dromite holds out a length of rough hemp rope, as though an offering or an explanation.

Krat rolls his eyes and shakes his head slightly at the new figure. "I suppose it's better late than never as they say, but next time why not speak us know that you're doing something. But, thanks I suppose. You can call me Krat. Is there something we should call you?"

The dromite's expression is unreadable at the first comment, but it answers the second as it reaches the bottom of the stairs and joins the group. "It is good to meet you formally, Krat. My name is Leksa Glimmer of Droma. I will endeavor to keep you all informed of my intentions in the future."

She steps behind the walking diamond that's Transient.

"Well then if it's fine with you I would like to use you as a Shield. Nothing personal, you just look like you can take a hit or two before it sets to me"

Eleven looks at the newcomer

"I am Eleven, you have a rope, that may have been of use to me before I fell down this pit. It may still have use. If you were pointed at then you are welcome to come with us. We go now to explore what is here. There will most likely be dangers possibly harm. If you have weapons, have them ready."

She shakes her revolver at him.

Leksa nods at Eleven. "I thank you for the welcome, Eleven. Although my weapons might not contribute much I will do what I can should we encounter conflict." He holds out his quarterstaff to indicate readiness with it before starting to lean on it, clearly more used to using it as a tool and aid than a deadly implement.

Krat looks at Eleven_Zee_Alpha and tilts his head slightly. "Based on what your body just seems to have done I wonder how much the hits will slow you down in the long run, but I agree that Transient seems sturdier and, as he's offered to go first, I'm happy to follow him." Looking around the cavern they are all in Krat points to the north, there looks to be an opening through there. Shall we start in that direction?

Perception to detect any dangers or objects of interest in the direction of the northwest corner of the room (and the doorway): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18

Krat falls in next to Eleven_Zee_Alpha following Transient, keeping alert and pulling out his rapier as he goes. Leksa silently takes up a position at the rear, putting away the rope they showed the group and using his quarterstaff as a walking stick.

She nods at Krat

"I was designed to be reliant"

Is all she says. then she joins the others looksing into the gloom.

Perception 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13

Her mechanical eyes glow blue in the dark.

"I can not see much, we should enter that space and look more"

Quite happy to be a shield, as he was tough by mortal standards - rice paper by the standards of the immortals, of course, but most things were, including trees and castles - Transient waited until the others decided what was happening. "Welcome, then, Leska."

As the one in front, Transient scanned the area too before marching in, because falling down a hole was funny, but awkward.

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (14) + 10 = 24

She took her hat off and dusted it on her leg, before Popping back on, checked her blades and gun. Then says to herself.

"Now, God be praised, that to believing souls gives light in darkness, comfort in despair."

Then she followss.