[SF] Fly Free or Die AP - GM Ewok

Game Master EwokBanshee

Did the first AoO interrupt Jaraduk's movement? Otherwise he would have made it around the corner and out of side.

Jaraduk start hurriedly moving back through the corridors to put space between himself and killbot 5000.

[double move]

If the party is moving out that quickly, can melissa have moved inside the room hidine behind her mech dragon where she belongs?

"I didn't pull the trigger yet . Ugh. I swear you're like the little brother I never had. Well. I have a shorter one..."

"And you're like the morally upright, penniless cousin that everyone avoids at family tribe reunions..." mumbles Guess?

"... there are morally uptight Goblins?!?!? And the jetpack was expensive!!!

"I imagine there's gotta be at least one goblin out there who was lured into worshipping Sarenrae over the whole fire thing and got suckered into the whole redemption thing."

Jaraduk, that may have been a Slides update issue. Your pawn was still visible from the hallway before. Glad to see you're safe and sound now.

The group finishes their tactical retreat, with the majority of the team in the vesk body littered monitoring room. Melissa, I moved you back. From there, you hear *STOMP* *STOMP* as you assume the robot moves out of the room. You can almost picture it's small head with that enormous eye swiveling back and forth. Another, faster, series of STOMPS follows - rapidly rising in volume - as the robot chases after your voices. It turns the corner moving like a freight train right for Akh.

Slam @ Akh: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (17) + 17 = 34 That to hit bonus is nasty.
B Damage: 1d8 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14

CRUNCH. The robot pulls its shiny fist back slowly, looking down at Akh's newly-dented, newly-unconscious body on the ground below. "TERMINATE" it says in a low voice, almost to itself. A shot pings as Guess's bullet ricochets off the thing's chest and the large red eye snaps back to attention. "TERMINATE."

In the middle of the room, Nemelith and Jinx stand frozen as they each hold up one of the two mind-drained prisoners. "Uh... we'll take the other door."

Back in the front room, Jaraduk is breathing a little easier despite his grievous wounds. But then, the nuar hears some heavy footsteps behind him. Turning, he sees Dizzy stumble into the storage room a few dozen yards back. "HEY! Come back here and face.... justice." The dragonkin draws a pistol with shaky hands, aiming it at his target like a drunk trying to put a key in a lock.

Round 5, everyone is up!
Strek SP 0/28, HP 9/30, RP 4/4
Jaraduk SP 0/28, HP 4/34, RP 5/5
Akh SP 0/36, HP 0/32, RP 4/4, PRONE UNCONSCIOUS DYING
     Taclash 11/18 HP
Melissa SP 9/25, HP 12/27, RP 5/5
Guess? SP 19/24, HP 22/22, RP 6/6
Del x2 SP: 5/20, HP: 24/24, RP: 2/5

Battle Robot 67 Damage

Melissa flicks her tongue around in her cheekpouch "nweed morwh hwearing wrocks" Spits out the next best thing, a healing serum "Up and at it Noperope, RUUUUN. " and this time does take her own advice, running underneath the Sarcasean with plenty of clearance over her ears to spare.

be healed!: 1d8 ⇒ 4

(I think we did a 50 50 chance for Akh to be awake before his turn last time? We really do this too often...)

Hmm. Well that's a pickle now that he's conscious.

Did we identify the action economy required to prevent this explosion? Like is it just a Standard Action, so I could still have time to move up to it after it collapses?

Jaraduk, that may have been a Slides update issue. Your pawn was still visible from the hallway before. Glad to see you're safe and sound now.

Hmm, okay. The way the sequence went I figured jaraduk would have either been out of sight or around a very hard/sharp corner for that second shot.

Seeing clear space in front of him, Jaraduk keeps moving. He just doesn't know what he'll meet when he completes the circle.

[double move]

Hmm. Well that's a pickle now that he's conscious.

Did we identify the action economy required to prevent this explosion? Like is it just a Standard Action, so I could still have time to move up to it after it collapses?

Yepp, Standard action.

Round 5, everyone in bold is up!
Strek SP 0/28, HP 9/30, RP 4/4
Akh SP 0/36, HP 4/32, RP 4/4
Taclash 11/18 HP
Guess? SP 19/24, HP 22/22, RP 6/6
Del x2 SP: 5/20, HP: 24/24, RP: 2/5

Battle Robot 65 Damage
Jaraduk SP 0/28, HP 4/34, RP 5/5
Melissa SP 9/25, HP 12/27, RP 5/5

Akh mitigates the blow, staying upright despite the weightiness of the impact. (Reduces damage to 10, leaving Akh at 3 HP. Akhs now back down to 0 EP and no mitigate available) He follows by withdrawing, exposing the foe fully to the volley of laser rifle fire he knows the group is capable of.

(Eastward about 40 feet. FWIW, Akh won't need the healing, so you may want to change actions Melissa)

Jaraduk pops through the door on the opposite side of the room, storm doshko in hand.

Hey everyone!

[double move]

Nah, a few HP buffer before thebig explosion isn't te worst thing and I don't want to spin the time whimey ball more than i have to.

With a clear line of sight on the robot, Guess? yells, "Yah don't stand a chance. Botter luck next time!" and opens fire!

Stunt and Strike (Bluff) vs CR: 1d20 + 15 + 4 - 20 ⇒ (3) + 15 + 4 - 20 = 2 or below is flat-footed
Diasporan Rifle vs EAC: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16
Damage (F): 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6 flat-footed to all and -2 to saves if Stunt and Strike succeeded

"Rest in pieces."

Called Ember Agitator vs EAC: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 6 + 1 = 9
Damage (F): 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
Overcharge: 1d6 ⇒ 4
Boost: 1d4 ⇒ 3

*small pieces of the ceiling crumble down atop the robot*

If someone wants to bot Del, feel free. Otherwise I'll move us forward in a few hours.

Del tries to force the robot back into the corridor (psychokinetic shove).

Force Damage (Reflex DC 15 negates): 1 = 1
If it's damaged, Bull Rush 5 feet: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

I guess that'd be her second round of actions; maybe spend the first round retrieving a to-be-determined consumable.

Jaraduk, we weren't technically on Round 6 yet. Feel free to change your actions if you want, or feel free to leave it.

Del Caster Level Check: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

Del pushes on the robot with her mind, but is repelled by the magic-resistant materials hidden somewhere within the creature. Surprise! Spell Resistance, and a pretty good one at that.. Strek and Guess? find more physical barriers in their way, with both blasts merely scoring the robot's outer shell. Del and Akh, whose connection to the universe continues to make him supernaturally durable, retreat further into the room, as the seemingly unstoppable robot continues to move forward.

Slam @ Guess?: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (11) + 17 = 28
B Damage: 1d8 + 11 ⇒ (4) + 11 = 15

The robot pumps its legs, moving into the midst of the group. Passing Guess?, the battle robot calls out its catch phrase "TERMINATE" and smashes its fist into Guess's chest. The three Wintermourn crew members and Lindol make their way around Jaraduk. "Uh... this one is out of our league. We'll get these two out of here."

Round 6, everyone in bold is up!
Strek SP 0/28, HP 9/30, RP 4/4
Akh SP 0/36, HP 7/32, RP 4/4
Guess? SP 4/24, HP 22/22, RP 6/6
Del SP: 5/20, HP: 24/24, RP: 2/5
Melissa SP 9/25, HP 12/27, RP 5/5

Battle Robot 63 Damage
Jaraduk SP 0/28, HP 4/34, RP 5/5

Melissa stares at the big red eye, her vision doubling a little till she sees two of them. Might be a message from the gods. Or her blood pressure dropping precipitously.
TERMINATE
"Alright Grandma we know your vote we're not surprised... get em!

attack: 1d20 + 1 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 1 + 6 = 27
damage: 1d8 ⇒ 8 sonic damage

critical! She picks the right eye to shoot at

1d8 ⇒ 1

Strek hops around the stool (5-foot Step) and aims his little red sight at the big red dot.

"Fire in the hole!"

Called Ember Agitator vs EAC: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 22
Damage (F): 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Overcharge: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Guess? takes a guarded step away and fires again!

Diasporan Rifle vs EAC: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23
Damage (F): 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

It provoked an AoO on the way into Akh's reach.
AoO Entropic Claw vs EAC: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11 Damage (A): 1d4 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

Akh slashes wildly as the bot approaches, perhaps too wildly. Once his allies are done, if the bot is still up, Akh infuses the end of his tail with entropic energy and sweeps it in an attempt to knock the bot's legs out from under it. Whether he succeeds or fails, he backs off with another guarded step.

Trip: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (4) + 15 = 19

Jaraduk, we weren't technically on Round 6 yet. Feel free to change your actions if you want, or feel free to leave it.

Yup, keep it and activate when appropriate.

I think Del only has Cantrips left.

Del repositions herself and reveals an (alternate?) reality where a throng of hungry patrons are trying to push their way into her restaurant at time of opening, catching the poor security robot up in their direction.

psychokinetic shove, Reflex DC 15 negates

Spell Resistance: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
Force Damage: 1 = 1
Bull Rush vs KAC+8: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

Melissa and Strek fire right into the robot's faceplate, cracking the eye piece. Guess? follows up, his blow's impact knocking the robot onto it's back. With a soft crackle of electricity, the robot fizzes out. Then a soft beep, beep, beep starts to tick away! One round, run away or turn it off with an Engineering check. :)

Status
Strek SP 0/28, HP 9/30, RP 4/4
Akh SP 0/36, HP 7/32, RP 4/4
Guess? SP 4/24, HP 22/22, RP 6/6
Del SP: 5/20, HP: 24/24, RP: 2/5
Melissa SP 9/25, HP 12/27, RP 5/5
Jaraduk SP 0/28, HP 4/34, RP 5/5

Battle Robot 90 Damage

You look over to the right and see the footage of the drones flying closer to the island. Time is running short. The other Wintermourn crew members calm Dizzy down, though he barely recognizes them as safe people. You all emerge from the examination room and the flying drones that monitor Calm 93 are continually broadcasting loud warnings. “All residents should return to their rooms And await instructions. Enforcement drones are on their way to restore order. Do not be alarmed.” The inmates of Calm 93 obey these instructions and return to their rooms. You pull up the picture of the map of the island that you took earlier, and see the names of your captured friends. It seems you have just a few minutes to get who you can and run to the ship before the cavalry arrives. Anybody still on Calm 93 when the enforcement drones arrive will become permanent (or, at the very least, long-term) inmates of the prison, regardless of their innocence. Because of this time pressure, the crew must move quickly to rescue the persons of interest or risk imprisonment yourselves. You each get to pick up to four persons of interest you want to save; you each can roll a DC 16 Bluff, Diplomacy, or Intimidate skill check. On a success, that NPC realizes the danger and joins the jailbreak; on a failure, they remain unconvinced, but other PCs can attempt to sway them with subsequent rolls. The less Social of you can choose to aid with your rolls as well. Each PC can roll once per NPC. There's 6 NPC's, so split yourselves up wisely...

People of interest
-Lindol (Rescued)
-Dizzy (Rescued)
-Niva (Rescued)
-Runo Prat
-Fleagreeb
-Rattlesnarp
-Goog
-Yatraxo
-Captain Fireheart

Melissa is all for running away from the bomb. If it got close enough to Vesk murdertorture squad she no longer needs well.. Saranrae has a sense of poetic justice too.

Melissa connected with captain fireheart the best. Also if we don't save him we lose any chance of the veskarium getting rid of the rest of these **chitters**

"Come on capta..erm. Mr. Fireheart. We're going to have a Lan Farming party. We can show them the microtransactions added to the look of your farm. They're ok as long as they're cosmetic but you haven't been paying to win have you? "

I believe she previously downloaded the pay to play version with an ad blocker, and giving 10 or so brainwashed people the public wi fi on the ship is probably the best way to keep Guess? from turning it into a sweatshop...

diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 + 1d6 ⇒ (20) + 9 + (2) = 31

Yep, Guess? is good with running away from the explosion!

"Hey Runo, quick! Ya gotta come with us! There's an evil, conniving, ysoki named Mel..." Guess? throws a sideways glance at Melissa. "...vin! There's scam artist named Melvin who's worming his way into your wife's handling of your retirement assets! We gotta go put a stop to it before your family ends up in the poor house! Come with us, now!"
Bluff: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (18) + 15 = 33

It's one social role per person that we try to save, right? Not one social roll for all 4 people, correct?

Guess? whispers to Akh and Jaraduk, "By the way, if anyone refuses to evac with us, then knock them out with a sucker punch, nonlethally, then we'll drag their bee-hinds back to the ship!"

Strek steps up to the sparking robot, the rhythmic beeping guiding him to an access panel which he quickly unscrews, revealing...

Engineering: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (20) + 15 = 35

"Seriously? A user manual?"

Strek steps up to the sparking robot, the rhythmic beeping guiding him to an access panel which he quickly unscrews, revealing...

[DICE=Engineering]1d20+15

"Seriously? A user manual?"

"Its Vesk tech I'm surprised it wasn't a big red button on the back."

Next melissa finds the now socialist hippy gnome.

"So there's this goblin captain that is the absolute example of the kind of excesses of capitalism that causes problems. He's so focused on the next credit he doesn't care WHO gets hurt. We're going to go have a sit in on his ship and protest. Want to come with? You can bring a protest sign and or some rotten fruit in case it gets good.."

diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 + 1d6 ⇒ (16) + 9 + (5) = 30

Strek seeks out the trio of Goblins..

"So there's this goblin captain that is the absolute example of 'get rich quick'. He's so focused on the next credit he doesn't care WHO gets hurt. And for a limited time he's selling all of his secrets for just 999 credits and space is limited. Want to come with? They'll be serving rotten fruit delivered straight to your mouths."

Diplomacy vs Fleagreeb: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (7) - 1 = 6
Diplomacy vs Rattlesnarp: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (8) - 1 = 7
Diplomacy vs Goog: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (11) - 1 = 10

Guess? thinks for a moment how best to appeal to a goblin's basic nature. "Got it!" he declares while snapping his fingers.

Guess? approaches Fleagreeb, "Heya, I've got an offer you can't refuse! You see that golden dragon over there?" Guess? points towards Akh. "Well, we're gonna feast on him tonight! That's right! We're gunna eat GOLD!! Let's go!!"
Bluff: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (19) + 15 = 34

Guess? approaches Rattlesnarp, "Heya, I've got an offer you can't refuse! You see that brakim over there?" Guess? points towards Strek. "Well, we're gonna get to eat one of his limbs tonight! Have you eaten brakim before? It's like chewing gum! Except the best part is that it never loses its flavor!! Let's go!!"
Bluff: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (13) + 15 = 28

Guess? approaches Goog, "Heya, I've got an offer you can't refuse! You see that nuar over there?" Guess? points towards Jaraduk. "Well, we're gonna cold sear him tonight! The best, juiciest, tastiest, flavorful steak you'll ever have! Let's go!!"
Bluff: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (19) + 15 = 34

"Have you eaten brakim before? It's like chewing gum! Except the best part is that it never loses its flavor!!"

"Eh, more accurate to say that the half-life is just a really long time."

Speaking of shelf life, Strek seeks out Runo after having no luck with the goblins.

"Howdy. Been a while. Sorry to have gotten you tied up in this mess. Let's get you back to your family."

Diplomacy: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0

"...or not. I guess the healthcare here is a lot cheaper."

Since we formed the flash mob in record time, can Melissa just grab two random people? She should probably get the ones that look like axe murderers they're always the ones that aren't in here for ax murdering. Even a criminal deserves to be themselves

"Alright DirtDigger47 and R@ddishexplosion, Come on we're having a lan party."

diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 + 1d6 ⇒ (2) + 9 + (1) = 12
diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 + 1d6 ⇒ (12) + 9 + (5) = 26

Next melissa finds the now socialist hippy gnome.

"So there's this goblin captain that is the absolute example of the kind of excesses of capitalism that causes problems. He's so focused on the next credit he doesn't care WHO gets hurt. We're going to go have a sit in on his ship and protest. Want to come with? You can bring a protest sign and or some rotten fruit in case it gets good.."

Guess? responds quietly, almost as though in shame, "While mostly true, I do have to admit I care about some people - for better or for worse..."

"Wait you got MARRIED?!?"

Given his social skill modifiers, I'm quite certain Jaraduk can't improve those results.

Guess? whispers to Akh and Jaraduk, "By the way, if anyone refuses to evac with us, then knock them out with a sucker punch, nonlethally, then we'll drag their bee-hinds back to the ship!"

With the ongoing confusion, I suspect it won't come to that.

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Jaraduk is mostly running ahead and parting crowds as his teammates look for their target evacuees. He perks up and makes a dubious, slightly disappointed expression when he hears a near-verbatim pitch re-used on their three goblin friends. He then wishes that was the worst of it when Guess? starts in.

Guess? approaches Fleagreeb, "Heya, I've got an offer you can't refuse! You see that golden dragon over there?" Guess? points towards Akh. "Well, we're gonna feast on him tonight! That's right! We're gunna eat GOLD!! Let's go!!"

Jaraduk mutters under his breath Eww, who wants to eat gold.

Guess? approaches Rattlesnarp, "Heya, I've got an offer you can't refuse! You see that brakim over there?" Guess? points towards Strek. "Well, we're gonna get to eat one of his limbs tonight! Have you eaten brakim before? It's like chewing gum! Except the best part is that it never loses its flavor!! Let's go!!"

Jaraduk mutters under his breath It probably never had flavor. Hope you brought lots of sauce.

Guess? approaches Goog, "Heya, I've got an offer you can't refuse! You see that nuar over there?" Guess? points towards Jaraduk. "Well, we're gonna cold sear him tonight! The best, juiciest, tastiest, flavorful steak you'll ever have! Let's go!!"

[dice=Bluff]1d20+15

Cold sear?! No no no no. If you get anywhere near this rump I'm gonna roast your goblins! he snarls as they continue rushing around.

"Wait you got MARRIED?!?"

"In a sense, yes," sighs Guess? matter-of-factly. "I'm 'married' to all of you, the crew of the Last Chance."

Akh, seeing that the rest of the group has most of these personages easily in hand, weaves his way to Yatraxo and starts shouting at her. "If you stay here, a thousand very deadly, very persistent drones are going to arrive in a few moments, and you're going to be the only patient left for them to exact their protocols on. Now get up, and get on that ship, before I swallow you and we do this the hard way."

Intimidate: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19

I think that's everyone!

Cold sear?! No no no no. If you get anywhere near this rump I'm gonna roast your goblins!

"I don't really mean it of course. Just exaggerating a bit to light a fire under their asses - or rumps, if you will!"

Akh, seeing that the rest of the group has most of these personages easily in hand, weaves his way to Yatraxo and starts shouting at her. "If you stay here, a thousand very deadly, very persistent drones are going to arrive in a few moments, and you're going to be the only patient left for them to exact their protocols on. Now get up, and get on that ship, before I swallow you and we do this the hard way."

[dice=Intimidate]d20+8

I think that's everyone!

Oh! I misread Melissa's earlier post. I thought she already got Yatraxo. Guess? would've hit up Yax instead of one of the goblins but all good!

Yatraxo is our socialist gnome who's been invited to do a sit in on the shuttle. so.. for once we had a group for the task and the polyhedral gods didn't abandon us

Yatraxo will be doing the sit in within the cargo hold, shouting 'Down with capitalism!' then once the mind control wears off, he'll see the storm running minerals stored there then swing right into capitalist-inspired negotiations to buy the minerals far below fair market value! ;-)

Del will attempt to lure in as many people as she can into the large, suspiciously unmarked van ship using tasty treats.

(so either +8 Diplomacy or +13 Profession—Chef)

Person #1: 1d20 ⇒ 8
Person #2: 1d20 ⇒ 8
Person #3: 1d20 ⇒ 12
Person #4: 1d20 ⇒ 13

Melissa_Norveg wrote:

"Wait you got MARRIED?!?"

"In a sense, yes," sighs Guess? matter-of-factly. "I'm 'married' to all of you, the crew of the Last Chance."

"we share a living space, a kitchen, we share money, we're this close to shooting each other half the time... dammit. We are married. Fine. You get the dress though"

People of interest
-Lindol (Rescued)
-Dizzy (Rescued)
-Niva (Rescued)
-Runo Prat (Saved by Guess?)
-Fleagreeb (Saved by Guess?)
-Rattlesnarp (Saved by Guess?)
-Goog (Saved by Guess?)
-Yatraxo (Saved by Melissa & Akh)
-Captain Fireheart (Saved by Melissa)
-R@ddishexplosion (Saved by Melissa)
-Lover of Food #1 (Saved by Del)
-Lover of Food #2 (Saved by Del)
-Lover of Food #3 (Saved by Del)
-Lover of Food #4 (Saved by Del)

You, and your 14 saved would-be prisoners, getaway just in the nick of time! Del pulls the ship into a sharp upward curve, knocking many of the additional passengers for whom there were not gravity chairs into the back of the cargo hold. You pierce the atmosphere and travel for an hour or two before descending back to the capital city of Rajadhan. During the flight, Lindol comes to and is delighted about the hoard of illegal minerals surrounding him. "You did it! Amazing! And you saved me!" The once fearful dromada seems emboldened by the rescue. "20 BP, you've certainly earned them! I'll run back to my office and get them straight away, coming back with some goons to carry the metals off with us." He fulfills his side of the deal, returning to the parked ship after a few hours.

By the time the metal is unloaded and you're paid, Yatraxo is waking up from her stupor. Not able to remember where to head off to, unlike some of the other nameless rescuees, she had stuck by the ship. As she returns to her old ways the gnome's eyes light up. "What an adventure! Thank you, thank you all. Forget about my finders fee on the minerals. I think my life is worth that, even if it was your crazy enemies who kidnapped me in the first place." You stay out at the hanger for a few days, waiting to see if you'll be pursued or brought to justice by the corrupt authorities.

You keep a close eye on the infosphere. It seems that investigating the newly revealed Hellfire Bunker takes much greater priority for the Marixah Republic than tracking down a few escaped inmates and you're in the clear. Over several days, those subjected to the mind siphon gradually recover, though the mental trauma they’ve suffered never goes away entirely; every once in awhile, each former inmate finds themself acting out the false identity inflicted by Renevaya and her machine. Runo Prat thanks you profusely, before getting on a transport back to his restful retirement home. The trio of goblins, mildly upset they didn't get to eat any exotic meats, are happy to get back into contact with the Skitterhaven Ranch. It seems Karm and Adani purchased one-way tickets for the goblins, eager to have their bubbly presence back on the farm. Captain Fireheart recovers a bit slower than the rest, but eventually comes to his senses. "Thank you, thank you! You've given me the proof we need to take down this cabal. I'm so sorry I didn't believe you sooner. I'm going to head back and start an internal investigation immediately. Using poison, these Talons have no honor! They go to far in the name of the empire." He heads back to the empire, assuring you that the BPs you've been promised will be paid as soon as the courts handle the mess.

Once Agavana receives word of the crew’s jailbreak, from wherever she's hiding in the Pact Worlds, she contacts the Last Chance to express her gratitude and hope. “Finally, with the Adamant Scale revealed, my name can be cleared. I am excited to return home, to my work. You have made that possible, and I owe you a great debt.” Unfortunately, Agavana’s dreams prove short-lived. Not long after the initial reporting on the break-in, Marixah Republic and Veskarium media blare one unified story: “Agavana Oathbreaker, The Butcher of Burandamana, operated a secret terror cell below Tranquility prison.” The news shows footage of the destroyed bunker beneath the prison and the remaining prisoners being carted off to other islands, mixed in with archived shots from the original Burandamana incident. It seems the evidence didn’t matter after all — the Adamant Scale remains.

But at the end of it all... you delivered your cargo, completed the job, and you've been paid. Just another day as a space trucker.

DING! Level up!

END OF BOOK 2! The story of the crew of the Last Chance continues in the next volume of Fly Free or Die: “Professional Courtesy”!