Jaraduk peers into the hidden doorway.
No, this totally isn't a trap. Maybe we draw some weapons before proceeding.
He hefts his doshko and motions for the Wintermourn crew to go first.
After you.
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"They took them last week! We tracked Dizzy's bot, Digit, here and came as fast as we could!" Nemelith gestures to Jinx. "Cap and Di went into town to pick up our next cargo and never came back." She shrugs. "Don't know why the scumbags didn't come back to finish the job, but we're about to find out." Jinx cracks his knuckles and nods seriously. He gives Melissa a playful elbow and his datapad speaks again. "DON'T MIND HER. SHE MAGICS WHEN SHES NERVOUS." The hunk gives a deep laugh as Nemelith pretends to be offended. "WE FLEW IN. NEM HAD THE BRILLIANT IDEA TO DROP STRAIGHT IN FROM ABOVE THE ATMOSPHERE. NEARLY LOST A WING WHEN WE HIT THE WATER." Nemelith grunts. "Any landing you walk away from is a good one; weren't you the one who told me that?"
"No, to be honest, we were trying to figure out why people kept coming in and out of this room when mister wandered in here." Nemelith's eyes flicker towards the open doorway Melissa found. "Didn't see that though..." She looks over to Del. "Well, first we find our friends. Then we find your sinister mustachioed evil scientist, then we bleed 'em dry, then we GTFO."
You head down the stairs to find a small room with a locked door. Melissa and Strek get to work on opening it, as they usually do, but...
in unison Strek and Guess? yell "STOP!" They point out that the floor is made up of a shock grid trap! It seems a misstep when unlocking the door would set it off.
"Hey Guess do you think you could imitate that intercom voice ? "
"I can try but I haven't quite perfected voice impersonations yet. What do you have in mind?"
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Giving Del a pat on the back, "Well, WE landed softer than a newborn baby's bottom. And aside from finding the rest of your crew, we've got people to rescue as well before we all fly outta here."
And when the party reaches the trap, Guess? also attempts to aid Strek...
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"What I had in mind was you grab the intercom and tell everyone to get on the ship for ,, I dunno, movie night or something. Why look for a needle in a haystack when you can just steal the haystack now and find the needle laster? If they accidentally put a mass murderer or banker or something in here we can always send them back with or without a parachute. "
"Hmmm... Good idea! We can give it a shot after finding the de-lobotomizer and hacking into the intercom system. What's the worst that can happen? Aside from the drones going all crazy on us. I wonder if they can be hacked also..."
"Well, first we find our friends. Then we find your sinister mustachioed evil scientist, then we bleed 'em dry, then we GTFO."
"That sounds quite good to me. Especially the part where we all leave intact, with everything we came for, and without being turned into very sad versions of ourselves." Akh follows into the hidden door and floats down the stairs until the sharp eyed members of the group stop him.
He doesn't have any experience dealing with complicated traps, so he just floats out of the way.
Let me know if you're feeling twitchy and I can just blast it open from 20 paces. He snorts while he eyes their work... from at least ten paces back.
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As you go to open the door, Del's ears twitch. She holds up a hand and puts her ear to the crack between the double doors to hear a soft whirring of fan blades. You wait a few seconds and the whirring gets quieter. Akh sneakily opens the door and peeks through to see a trio of flying observer-class security robots moving through the western door. You get a quick glance into the storage room the patrolling robots are moving into before the door glides shut behind them. It seems the observer robots are... less than observant.
You move into the room, a large chamber with two empty office desks and a table with a dispenser filled with cucumber water beside a stack of paper cups. The floor is messy, covered with shards of metal and duro-plastic.
Those metal and plastic shards look familiar. You realize they are the destroyed remains of Dizzy’s drone, Digit, scattered about the chamber.
Nemelith hangs near the back, keeping an eye on the door that the robots went through. "Let's split up to cover more ground. Which direction do you want to go? Jinx and I will go the other way."
Akh whispers "Why would their patrol drones be patrolling the back-office areas? Oh... they're probably already onto us, aren't they." He peers at the cucumber water dispenser intently, for a moment suspecting it of being another surveillance mechanism in disguise, before he turns his attention to the two Wintermourn crewmembers. "Cover more ground? Seems to me the moment you split up from us you'll be picked off and your brains turned to non-resisting mush." He's a little suspicious that they're going to go off and inform on the group. Maybe even go directly towards those drones and turn them back around.
Ooooh! Cucumber water! Very refreshing.
He turns back to the ongoing conversation.
Yeah, let's not split up right now. Someone gets lost and shows back up; hard to tell how their brain is doing.
Looking over the shards, hoping to find something of use or value, Guess? realizes what he's looking at. "Heya Nem. These are the remains of Digit. You sure you still want to split up? We already saved your ass one time. Take off and get yourselves into trouble again and we may not be so keen on pulling you out of the fire again and judging by these remains here, your crew really needs a hand right about now. Best you stay with us for now."
Guess? takes a quick search around the room...
And after he finishes looking, Guess? says, "Okay everyone, now that we're in an area where they have security robots, weapons out. I suggest we try going that way, away from the bots."
Guess? points eastwards at the door opposite the direction the robots went.
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"OOOO.. poor digit. He had..has.. the most realistic scurrying I've ever seen. Did he come here looking for his Dragon?" She'll scoop up what she can' especially anything like the central processor/brain.
Is there any way to plug the brain into a datapad , maybe give it the Defrex icons she keeps in there, and see if he can tell us where he came from?
Del quickly helps Melissa gather up the remains of Digit. Then she nods, moving to follow Guess? "Yeah, we'd better stick together."
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Jinx silently joins Melissa and Del in picking up the pieces of Dizzy's metal companion. Nemelith shrugs. "If you want your back bare, that's fine by me. Let's go left then." Her tone is nonchalant, but you can hear the fear just underneath.
You head through the door, down a short corridor, and into a similar room. This one has been decorated to be a dojo of sorts. People must practice martial arts in this training facility.
The walls of the dojo appear decorated with cosmological symbols related to entropy, maps that show the universe’s increasing slide towards a no-energy state, and diagrams of various common species — including those of your own — with physiological weak points clearly labeled and highlighted in bold colors.
You move on to the next room, a workshop. The tech lab is full of chemical beakers, vials, and assorted gear. Though no one is working at the moment, you can see the evidence of recent experiments.
Looking at some of the technical notes, it seems the Adamant Scale uses this workshop to fabricate hellfire toxin. It appears they are working on the eventual delivery system, including an initial test that will target all of Tranquility with the lethal bioweapon. From their progress, it seems the group still has several months of work left before completing their plan.
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In the first room, Guess? looks around and says, "Huh. I see nothing interesting here. Anyone?"
In the second room, Guess? looks around and says, "Huh. I see nothing interesting here. Anyone?"
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"Oh, I remember those." He excitedly points the tip of his tail to some cosmological symbols drawn on the walls of the dojo. "Those represent the inevitable winding down of the universe's order, the increase of entropy, and the general inevitable worsening of everything and everyone everywhere. Oh, and if you look, right next to those symbols, there's also little diagrams of how to maim and kill robotic dragons, goblins, sarcesians, ysoki, brakim and nuar. What a fun coincidence."
He eyes the lab for any devices that look like they'd plug into a brain, but doesn't have much expertise to tell any of the equipment apart.
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Not finding much of value, you grab some of the laboratory notes for evidence against the Adamant Scale and head into the next room.
This gigantic room features an enormous array of holovid screens controlled from a long computer console with three chairs. Several doors lead from the room. Long windows along the southern wall give a view of prisoners held captive there. You see Captain Niva Rovu, captain of the Wintermourn, and Lindol, your moonrock buyer, strapped to exam tables with a large metal contraption attached to their skulls. Screens at the back of the room display videos you can't quite make out.
A vesk at the center of the room clad in a black cloak and metal face mask engrosses herself with watching the enormous screens, some of which display the inmates of Calm 93 as they go about their daily lives. One in particular displays the entrance to the community center. Other screens show construction sites throughout Tranquility, particularly ones that show huge tanks slowly being installed beneath the various islands. The vesk woman turns at the sound of the door and smiles. “I have gone to a great deal of trouble to find out what you know,” she says, slowly waving at the prison cells. “About me, about hellfire toxin, and about the Adamant Scale. I have interrogated everyone I can get my claws on. And now, here you are. I don’t need anyone else — now that I have you. So, here is my offer: stay here voluntarily. Surrender to me, and I will release all my prisoners.”
Although she will release most of her prisoners, she intends to murder anyone who knows about the Adamant Scale, which includes Agavana Stoneblood at the very least. In that way, she almost certainly won’t keep her word.
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Akh squeezes through the open door and is shocked to find yet another cloaked female vesk in a mask. He puts two and two together and calls out "I'm not sure why would needed to go through the trouble, since you already know everything..." Akh delivers a pregnant pause "-right, AGAVANA?"
"You might've fooled us once, but you won't trick us a second time with some bogus deal. And we won't let you lobotomize any more people, or manipulate the local government into creating petty laws about selling minerals that are just a little swirlier than usual!!!" He brandishes his taclash. "There's no way we're surrendering."
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Ah, here's out mad scientist. Not much of a mustache to twirl though. Jaraduk remarks while standing next to Akh, hefting his grenade launcher.
He then remembers Tarika and his confident smile fades.
Wait, are there more people on your list to drag here?
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In the lab, after hearing from Melissa about the hellfire toxin, Guess? videos and snaps pictures of EVERYTHING. Then grabs as much of the papers and notes and notebooks and data pads etc. as he can.
"This stuff is the smoking gun!! Grab all the evidence you can, guys!"
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In the big room...
Guess? whispers to Akh, "Uhh... I don't think that's Agavana... I mean they're both female but Agavana was like albino... and undead."
And Guess? whispers to the rest of the group, "iyay istractday , ouyay allyay ootshay"
Guess? then turns to address the masked vesk, moving closer and trying to capture as much of her attention as possible, "Y'know, you went through A LOT of trouble for nothing. We really don't know much. And don't want to know much. We woulda been perfectly happy going about our business smuggling illegal arms for overly inflated prices. And trafficking endangered species to overindulgent, overprivileged socialites at ridiculous prices. And spreading malware to various planets, allowing us to hack into government bank reserves. Hell, you could've even have offered us exorbitant sums of money and we'd have walked away. Cuz y'know what? We don't care about what you're doing! All we care about is cold hard cash! Why? Cuz we're no heroes!
"But then you had to go and pick on people we knew. Honestly, most of them we don't really care about. But its bad for business when everyone we know starts disappearing. That continues happening and our client list dries up pretty quick. And what happens when we have no clients? Then we have no business! And no business means no profit. And what do we care about... Again, it's cold hard cash!
"So look, we've got an easy solution. You let the prisoners go. We sign a legally binding contract where you pay us the sum of... say... six hundred thousand credits, negotiable of course, and we never speak a word about... who are you again? See! I can't even remember anymore!
"Whaddaya say? Deal?!?!?"
"Maybe she got a makeover? And how do you know this Agavana isn't undead? Have you smelled her?" Despite his whispered answer to Guess? Akh sounds much less confident.
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The vesk woman wrenches the metal face mask off, throwing it to the ground before picking up the enormous metal shield that was resting against the desk. "I am not Agavana! Though, in a way, I did make her." Her face twists into a wry smile. "I am Renevaya the Gentle, leader of the Adamant Scale." She gives a false and ironic curtsy before flexing her other hand, claws sharp, as she looks each of you in the eye. “Do you know how I acquired this name? Every day, the vesk who recruited me into the Adamant Scale told me how meek I was. No matter how fiercely I fought. No matter how many vesk, Swarm, or Pact Worlds warriors I disemboweled. In his eyes, I was forever too timid, too restrained, too gentle to do what is necessary to protect the empire. Every day, he reminded me of that, until I killed him and took his place.” Renevaya waves Jaraduk's issue away. "There are more people on my list. An old rebel contact, other buyers, sellers, your dealer. They don't matter now."
The vesk warrior is successfully distracted by Guess?, eyes focusing on him. "Surely you are not just another group of traders. I've dealt with enough of those, who were unlucky enough to happen upon our little group. As for cash..." The vesk bares her teeth and points to the mask on the ground. "Top secret intelligence agencies need to be a bit more subtle about our funding. We can't just pay off every group of nobodies who asks nicely." Renevaya seems happy to be stalled. The vesk points to the southern windows. “Most of these people, they mean nothing to you. But how many innocent people need to get caught in your wake, targeted as a consequence of your actions, for you to feel guilt, shame, or compassion? A dozen? A hundred? Because I have plenty of room here, and I can keep going until we find where you have decided to draw whatever line lets you sleep at night.” She laughs. "Alright boys, I'm done playing with my food. Get 'em." You hear rustling above you and see vesk up in the rafters!
Four cloaked figures were hiding in the rafters, and you can now see as they drop down.
Strek SP 28/28, HP 30/30, RP 4/4
Jaraduk SP 28/28, HP 34/34, RP 5/5
Akh SP 36/36, HP 32/32, RP 4/4
Melissa SP 25/25, HP 27/27, RP 5/5
Guess? SP 24/24, HP 22/22, RP 6/6
Del SP: 20/20, HP: 24/24, RP: 5/5
Jaraduk begins to simmer with anger at how she answers him. We better get a look at that list later...
Seeing two of her goons huddled close together at the back, he steps forward and fires his grenade launcher between them.
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" No overkill like vesk overkill. The sad part is, we told Fireheart everything. So you could have just gotten everything with an email, RE, meddling box haulers. Hey my office is investigating the scale. Please forward the information the veskputer flagged. k thx "
Her whiskers bristle "Ugh, try washing your boots more than once a cycle... GET THE ONE WITH A WOUND IN THEIR **CHITTER** "
Attemptes to blast purple in the chitter
sonic
Guess? withdraws back away from the front line and fires at purple!
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flat-footed to all and -2 to saves if Stunt and Strike succeeded
"Renevaya? Sounds like a pseudonym to me. And I'll have you know I wasn't given guilt or shame circuits, so I think your whole very silly and overly complicated plan was doomed to fail from the start." Akh comments idly as the Scale agents zip down "Really, money straight into our pockets would definitely have worked better. And probably would have been cheaper than all this."
"Now though, we'll probably beat you up and take whatever change we can find." Akh swings his taclash in a massive arc up toward purple before advancing into the center of the room.
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By the time the desk is done talking Del looks absolutely disgusted. "Ugh! You're a horrible person! How do you sleep at night? How can you stand to look at yourself in the mirror?!" She scoffs. "Our fault? Our shame? How can you even ask that—this is all you! You... You..." Del shakes her head. "YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF!"
She looks up and waggles her finger at the purple vesk. "What would your mother think?!"
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Jaraduk's grenade flies in a beautiful arc up into the rafters but the adamant scale agents move with a preternatural grace to hide from some of the blast. Melissa' attempts to create a wound in the northern vesk's CHITTER but just ends up burning the front of the vesk's armor. Thankfully, this will still serve as a signal to the rest of the group. As Akh swings his whip in an enormous arc to hit the creatures in the ceiling, Renevaya scoffs. "You told Fireheart everything? But, but, but... How could you trust him? He's your enemy!" The veskarium leader is astounded that you could trust the Captain with these secrets.
The vesk guard makes eye contact with Del and visibly cowers. You can see his body slowing and tiring from Guess? and Del's magically enhanced words. Meanwhile, Renevaya appears to feel no remorse. "How could I have known you were just a simple band of delivery drivers, when every piece of evidence pointed towards you being a nefarious band of terrorist assassins?" The vesk casts just a single glance at Del. "I sleep in a meditative pose created to enhance rage. Why?"
Renevaya the Gentle takes a large step towards Akh and brandishes her claw and tactical shield. "As one who carries the spirit of a dragon, you should know... A VESK IS NEVER UNARMED!" Her claw carries a dark spirit of entropy with them as they head towards Akk's whip. Thankfully he is able to pull back the weapon before it is dealt a harsh blow.
Both Adamant Scale enforcers on the far side of the room drop down from the ceiling and move forward to back up their boss. The two closer agents drop to the floor and lash out with their mystically enhanced claws. One hisses, "We have trained for this day, interlopers."
Strek SP 18/28, HP 30/30, RP 4/4
Jaraduk SP 28/28, HP 34/34, RP 5/5
Akh SP 36/36, HP 32/32, RP 4/4
Melissa SP 25/25, HP 27/27, RP 5/5
Guess? SP 24/24, HP 22/22, RP 6/6
Del SP: 9/20, HP: 24/24, RP: 5/5
Red Renevaya the Gentle, 0 Damage
Green Adamant Scale, 0 Damage
Purple Adamant Scale, 28 Damage FLATFOOTED, GET 'EM, -2 SAVES, FATIGUE FOR 3 MORE ROUNDS
Yellow Adamant Scale, 5 Damage
Teal Adamant Scale, 5 Damage
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"Terrorist ASSASSINS? Who did we even kill? We even left the ROBOTS alive. Oh well. Functional. What do you mean he's our enemy? He's in charge of catching like, actual criminals and cold cases. All we're guilty of is practical gags with a fish and a singing dragon and we barely finished that when he called"
"We have trained for this day, interlopers."
"And i went shopping for this day, dumbass" Melissa will rocket up to the spot purple just vacated and shoot down at his head
.... and its a new jetpack. She'll be busy bouncing off the ceiling and clearing today's concussion..
no get em this time. had to move.
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Akh whirls his taclash with sudden and unpredictable speed, catching the two incoming Scale agents as they pass through his tremendous reach.
He follows by taking a small step back and breathing out a shower of lightning over the two agents!
"Melissa's got a point. We don't fit your weird paranoid story at all."
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Yeah! Would trained terrorists bounce along the ceiling in a new, untested jet pack? Jaraduk calls out, before grimacing.
Fire in the hole!
He aims behind the two enforcers again, hoping they can't get lucky a second time.
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"Fireheart our enemy? Not really... he was a client who was looking to have the criminal Agavana Stoneblood brought in. The same Stoneblood you're trying to get rid of. So you see, if you played your cards right, you coulda just used Fireheart as a useful idiot to serve your purposes. And if you paid us off, well, then we wouldn't be about to take you down right now..."
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At the mention of us being a crew of terrorist assassins, Guess? repositions a bit, fires again at purple and exclaims, "More like..."
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flat-footed to all and -2 to saves if Stunt and Strike succeeded
Del grasps a gem between her fingers and crushes it, causing it to release a burst of wind. This wind flies forward and slams into the purple vesk.
Air Elemental
Duration 1 of 3 rounds
N Tiny outsider (air, elemental, extraplanar)
Init +1; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +3
Defense
HP 6
EAC 11; KAC 12
Fort +3; Ref +1; Will +0
Immunities elemental immunities
Defensive Abilities air mastery
Offense
Speed 20 ft., fly 100 ft. (supernatural, perfect)
Melee slam +5 (1d6+3 B)
Offensive Abilities whirlwind (1d6+3 B, DC 8, 1/day, 1 round)
Statistics
Str +3; Dex +1; Con +0; Int -3; Wis +0; Cha +0
Skills Acrobatics +3, Athletics +3
Feats Flyby Attack
Languages Auran
Special Abilities
Air Mastery (Ex): Airborne creatures take a -1 penalty to attack and damage rolls against an air elemental.
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"She thinks WE'RE assass..."
*Jaraduk launches a pinpoint barrage of grenades*
*Akh reacts with supernatural speed*
*Melissa dribbles red sauce from her cheeks*
"...y'know, nevermind."
Strek retreats from the green-masked Vesk and then turns around and fires at them.
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Agavana snorts and waves her shield in your general direction. "Even now you prove yourselves liars. Clearly the Xun and mercenary duo radicalized the lot of you several months past." She pauses for emphasis as her backup dodges Akh's unholy fire breath into the center of Jaraduk's crashing grenade blast.
The leader takes in the battlefield, watching as Guess?'s shell hits her man in the chest and Melissa flies above the battlefield. "See how they work together so well. Though perhaps you should not have culled your human companion in favor of this rat-rebel. She does not seem to be working out so well." Del's magical item summons an extraplanar being that follows Guess?'s shot into the secret agent's chest, further throwing him off target. The chaos is enough to distract the opposing vesk, sending his shot into the floor instead of Strek.
Renevaya steps to Akh's side and pauses, speaking while she waits for her minion to flank the large android - her free claw weaving slowly through the air in a monk-like dance. "Of course the Captain is your enemy. Every person I've interrogated has stated the same two things. Your hearts are good, but you flaunt the rule of law at every turn." She turns up her nose, a distraction; at the same time she faints with her shield and brings down an entropy-laced claw attack onto Akh's taclash.
Even as her strike causes the taclash to ping, the other two Adamant Scale officers strike at the imposing figure. Perhaps due to the distraction, both manage to hit with their attacks fueled by the division of the universe.
On the other side of the room, one Scale member swings viciously at Del but her faithful air elemental dives in to deflect the blow and disappears in a puff of smoke - back to it's home plane.
The final Scale scampers off after Strek, bringing down a sharp claw into his arm.
Meanwhile, Jinx and Nemelith move along the southern wall. Their ineffectual attacks fly across the room but seem to only hit thick parts of the vesks' armor.
Strek SP 10/28, HP 30/30, RP 4/4
Jaraduk SP 28/28, HP 34/34, RP 5/5
Akh SP 15/36, HP 32/32, RP 4/4
Taclash 14/18 HP
Melissa SP 25/25, HP 27/27, RP 5/5
Guess? SP 24/24, HP 22/22, RP 6/6
Del SP: 9/20, HP: 24/24, RP: 5/5
Red Renevaya the Gentle, 0 Damage
Green Adamant Scale, 14 Damage
Purple Adamant Scale, 43 Damage FLATFOOTED, -2 SAVES, FATIGUE FOR 2 MORE ROUNDS
Yellow Adamant Scale, 21 Damage
Teal Adamant Scale, 21 Damage
Okay! Now we're getting somewhere! The nuar hollers as the scale enforcers dodge right into the explosion of his latest grenade.
Don't let them surround Akh!
He plans another one behind the same enforcers before adjusting his position.
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"Your hearts are good"
"That's a horrible thing to say! You take that back!" exclaims a clearly distressed Guess? as he fires again at purple!
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flat-footed to all and -2 to saves if Stunt and Strike succeeded
Clearly, the slight got under Guess?'s skin as his shot goes absoluately nowhere.
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"Oh you hypocritical hognose. We mine storm metal we're unredeamable miscreants. YOU use bioweapons and brainswash people but "for reasons" and you think you're the hero. Your priorities are seriously messed up, and Rat is OUR word... "
Fires two shots at purple below her
non lethal sonic
cathunk
non lethal sonic
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Agavana snorts and waves her shield in your general direction.
perhaps you should not have culled your human companion
"Hey! His name was LARS! Don't you pin his death on us!"
Angered by the painful accusation, but with a mook right in his face, Strek retreats again before spinning around and shooting his pursuer in the back.
Akh's a little too distracted by being attacked from all sides to banter. He mitigates one of the blows and then takes a guarded step back to the rest of the party. He aims his slightly cracked taclash at the most injured of the foes among those he can reach.
With some room to maneuver, Del takes a step away from her foe, raises her arms in the air and yanks them down, drawing familiar kitchen knives from another reality into the scaled flesh of the purple vesk.
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Jaraduk continues to pummel the pair of Talons in the back, who are beginning to slow down from their injuries. Though the Veskarium agents appear composed behind their metal masks, one does give a hiss of pained anger as the shrapnel pierces his cloaked armor.
Renevaya smirks as her jab throws Guess?'s aim off. "I am a humble servant of the Council of Despots! I will protect the Veskarium against all threats by any means necessary!" She pauses for a moment as Melissa's sonic blast knocks an agent unconscious. "You would never understand our holy mission!"
At the southern part of the room, Strek continues his duel with the vesk, exchanging blows. The vesk falls for the bait, running after the brakim and opening his defenses up to Akh's whip - which had just scraped off the edge of a vesk's thick armor plating. "Hold still, worm!" The vesk loses his composure, black energy-coated claw ripping through Strek's chest plate to draw blood.
Meanwhile, a flurry of knives pop into existence to bounce off the Scale attacking Strek, several of which slicing holes in his armor. Renevaya steps after Akh, continuing to try to get an angle on his whip that swings around the room. While she is unsuccessful, one of her disciples takes a step forward and claws into Akh's exposed back armor.
The fourth agent turns sharply towards the ranged party members, pointing a sharp claw at Jaraduk. "I've had enough of you!" He runs across the room and slashes at the nuar's arm.
Jinx and Nemelith continue to fire their pistol and rifle into the melee before arriving at the locked doors at the southern wall.
Strek SP 0/28, HP 19/30, RP 4/4
Jaraduk SP 19/28, HP 34/34, RP 5/5
Akh SP 10/36, HP 32/32, RP 4/4
Taclash 11/18 HP
Melissa SP 25/25, HP 27/27, RP 5/5
Guess? SP 24/24, HP 22/22, RP 6/6
Del SP: 9/20, HP: 24/24, RP: 5/5
Red Renevaya the Gentle, 0 Damage
Green Adamant Scale, 28 Damage, BLEEDING 1 FOR TWO MORE ROUNDS
Purple Adamant Scale, 50 Damage UNCONSCIOUS, STABLE
Yellow Adamant Scale, 30 Damage
Teal Adamant Scale, 30 Damage
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" We can't get taken alive, but the more we take alive the better our chances of getting a brain wiping technician. Or more test subjects. GET EM!" and fires her last shot at teal, drops her gun from the ceiling and spits out a pistol.
(Has a mental image of Purple sitting up, looking around, and getting a boom cannon to the head)
non lethal sonic
"If you two can't hit the broad side of a vesk go lock all the doors before we have robot company"
"Yikes!" exclaims Guess? as the vesk close in and flank him.
Guess? attempts to duck, weave and tumble away!
Guess? then fires at teal!
"Strek... you okay buddy?!?"