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Ceolor uses the comms in his suit to send back a text message, trying to avoid making more noise than needed, at least until he's made sure there's no danger up ahead still.
//I'm thinking the controls are in that center area, but I want to make sure there's nothing dangerous here before we all just walk in. I'm going ahead.//
He peers into the room some more, glad he grabbed some googles for these kinds of low to no light situations. Taking his time he slowly moves forward.
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Booting up the computer mainframe requires no special actions, but while the desktop monitors display standard work screens with Izalguun apps and operating code, the large vidscreen displays the live image of an androgynous izalguun against a pale-blue backdrop. The izalguun image observes the closest person for a moment, then morphs its form to emulate an androgynous version of that person’s race. It introduces itself in Izalguun.
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- Oh, I've figured out a way to help you learn...
Without waiting for an answer, she touches her handheld tablet, connects wirelessly to the base's computer, and pours Abysshead music virus into it.
- Скажи привет приятелям с моей родной планеты. Думаю, это поможет.
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It doesn't take long for the ships AI to pick up the drow language and starts probing Yamarah, and the others, for information about their species, their presence on the ship, the fate of the izalguun
passengers, and the status of the Scoured Stars (which it refers
to as “Kadrical’s Cage”).
The AI, which calls itself A-1 begins with questions about your races, origins, and histories. You can pique the AI’s interest with a successful Bluff, Life Science, or Charisma-based Profession check, gaining a +2 bonus for inspired roleplaying or leveraging content from their individual backstories.
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Ceolor gives a smile as the robot starts to pick up the Drow language. He steps up himself ande starts to use Elven, given the roots the two languages share, it shouldn't be too difficult to comprehend. He pulls out his own data pad, luckily already infested with Abysshead adware, and starts to upload a copy of one of his first books, An Akitonian Abroad, the elvish translation of course. "I'm what our people calls a Hylki, we are native to a desert planet called Akiton, the people from there are called Akitonians by outsiders. The planet... has seen better days as most people live in abject poverty. I was able to make it out due to my writing, and I support my family and hometown as best I can. But now I travel around with a groupd called the Starfinders." With this he uploads a recruitment brochure in Elvish, and adds in the Akitonian version as well.
"They're an organization that travels the stars helping, exploring, and learning. They also have great travel benefits! Which is why I travel with them, to write new novels!"
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"Coincidentally, I'm also from Akiton! I used to work for a great company called VitariTech Industries, responsible for the development of many important equipment, technology and procedures on handling life's obstacles. We did great work, but after so many decades I decided to move on to more chaotic endeavors, and here I am. What a marvelous life it has been!"
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The AI is prompted to detail how the izalguuns largely stayed on Callion-2 back in Kadrical’s Cage, fighting off the occasional jinsul crusader ship but otherwise mostly using their military to keep the peace among their own people, who chafed under Kadrical’s oppression and frequently lashed out at each other out of frustration. Many izalguun leaders condemned these insurgents’ acts of domestic violence, lamenting how their advanced technology afforded the terrorists the power to cause massive harm to civilians
The AI then asks about Kadrical’s Cage, the vanished deity and his divine heralds, and where the izalguuns ultimately landed. You can give succinct, accurate summaries with a successful Culture, Diplomacy, or Physical Science check.
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Dr. Morvius begins quietly speaking with the AI.
"Much has transpired in the recent months and years. The Izalguuns? They have mainly settle here on the planet we call Icefront. It's where this ship currently sits."
Dr. Morvius then harkens back to his time fighting the Jinsul.
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This is enough to prompt A-1 to describe the religious, cultural, and ethical debates among izalguun leadership while they flew on their uncharted course away from home, including how an initially unpopular idea of “wiping the technological slate clean” once they found a new planet had been gaining traction over time.
It then probes you about what you know of the izalguun starship and the other izalguun technology.
(Computers, Engineering or Piloting)
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Ceolor steps to the side for a second as reality seems to glimmer around his data pad for a second. He then pulls up a file on it and starts to read through it. "Well, I can't garuntee it's the same for this reality, but I believe that most izalguun decided to forsake most kinds of advanced technology, I think they only left their medical practices in place. I can give you more details from an adjuacent reality where this has been studied in more depth..."
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"I know we have been making advances in uncovering the past of the izalguun and their systems, but I only heard..." he summarizes the season 1 plot so far.
"Most of what I know from piloting was learned empirically, while running away from raiders in Akiton, but from seeing the insides of this ship I'd say... he rants on and on.
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Bluff, Life Science, or Charisma-based Profession check
- Oh, yes, I record my experiences in songs. For example, listen to this one about escaping from my homeworld, an artificial dark elf planet... It is full of fear, rage, love, and deceit...
Yarameh turns on a track of her own and heavy metal starts pouring out of the speaker on her shoulder.
Culture, Diplomacy, or Physical Science
At her command, you see a slimy black creature crawl out from under her armor and settle under the back of Yarameh's head.
- Yes, you can drive a little. But don't get carried away, or you won't be one of the Starfinder Society.
Then her voice changes strangely and with completely alien intonations, she begins to voice dry facts...
Computers, Engineering or Piloting
Still looking like a puppet, she lays out the technical information...
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The AI is coaxed to describe several repositories for unwanted devices that the izalguun leaders constructed as they were establishing their new home on Izalraan. you can recognize one of these as the repository from which the Society recovered the Tear that led to their second expedition to the Scoured Stars, but the others are unknown even to Naarma, including one repository on a lonely asteroid clinging to the outermost orbit of Izalraan’s sun, and another near the core of an adjacent planet with no atmosphere.
A-1 will then provide an alternate route to the power core with the warning that any security robots run on their own power and will react to anyone entering the core as a security breach to be eliminated. It also tells you that this alternate route appears to be rigged with some kind of trap laid by previous intruders. It also warms up the ship's internal nuclear containment protocols.
A-1 reveals the location of a secret compartment. Inside is an orange case made from hard plastic with the text “In case of fallout” written in Izalguun on its central white label. Inside are rows of syringes, with six containing green fluid, six containing white gel, and six containing grey powder. Each green syringe functions as a dose of tier 2 antitoxin that also protects against radiation poisoning, while each white and grey syringe is a white or gray nanite hypopen, respectively.
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The journey to the power core via the alternate route provided by A-1 takes one hour, winding through back corridors and emergency access tunnels that were clearly only ever meant to be seen by the ship’s engineers. As you descend deeper into the starship, the radiation level gradually increases to medium, rendering those without armour with an item level of 7 or higher vulnerable after 30 minutes of travel.
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It is possible to make an Engineering check to cannibalize some of the radiation-resistant materials synthesized into the surrounding ship frame to help patch anyone with unprotected armour, allowing them to only have to save against the medium radiation once every hour instead of once every 30 minutes until they take any energy or kinetic damage.
Speaking of which, as you all proceed, unless anyone is wimping out, you start to notice that the area up ahead have evenly sized scratches in the metal.
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Ceolor takes a look at the scratches for a moment.
He nods at Dr. Creed's observations.
"Yup this is classic Jinsul Leg Blade indicators. I swear it's almost a badge of honor to make sure you scratch up the hallways of a ship you raid." He moves closer to get a good look not quite keeping his eyes peeled.
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[ooc]So, +6 +4 +4 +1 = 15 vs DC 17. Ok, she'll try. Or, if no one will use antitoxin, I'll take one - it will be exactly 17, which makes her immune.[ooc]
It is possible to make an Engineering check to cannibalize some of the radiation-resistant materials
- I'll grab something here. And let's go ahead. Life without risk loses all meaning.