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It takes him several attempts and some help from his friends before Jacinth is finally able to scrape and claw his way up the slope. Tired, bruised, cut, and bloody, the mystic slumps to the ground once he makes it to the shelter.
He looks at the attempts to communicate with the alien. "How is he? I can heal him some if needed."
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The blue skittermander looks at the creature. His lack of any formal education does not provide him a way to free the creature, however how much he wants to help.
“If someone wants me to do something, tell me, because I have no idea how to get him out of there.” Bleu says that as he seems really annoyed to be unable to do anything. Then he seems to have an idea: “Do you think they need their leg, we could cut it so they get free?”
Boris will try to treat the injured being the best he can.
Boris ascertains that the injured native was badly injured by the storm, and his leg is caught under a collapsed piece of the building. By appearances, he has been trapped here for two or three days and has now run out of food and water. Boris unable to find a safe way to remove the debris that pins the native creature. The injured, luminescent native continues to attempt to communicate by emitting faint flashes of light from his skin.
He looks at the attempts to communicate with the alien. "How is he? I can heal him some if needed."
The injured native looks pleadingly at Jacinth and at Boris.
Even when healed, the creature continues to struggle under weight of the debris pinning his leg.
Morbo moves over to building and gets out his translator in order to find out how best to help free them.
After 10 minutes, the discerns that the wounded native is 1pulsethenpausethen1pulse, an explorer who succumbed to the fury of the storm, apparently while trying to ascertain the exile's fate. It is clear that the creature now wishes to return to his home in the village, no longer wishing to tempt fate. Yet, he is concerned that he will not make it in light of his injuries. He has already suffered several deep gashes in body brought on by the fierce winds and razor leaves.
The debris finally shifts off the native safely.
The luminescent native graciously accepts the healing before quickly standing. He grabs the satchel next to him and hands it over to the party as an obvious gesture of thanks. The satchel is full of gems. Grateful, the explorer gives you a fusion seal and the ring off of his finger, which he identifies for you.
He then departs and heads towards the village and back into the storm, the eye of which is rapidly moving away from your current position. However, by moving quickly, you are able to make it to the outer entrance of the "temple" before the force of the storm again overtakes you.
The "temple" is a clearly a prefabricated structure built of Plastisteel (TM) or a similar, sturdy polycarbonate material. The abandoned outpost that once belonged to Amiable, Inc. and the Xenowardens consists primarily of large, circular structures about twenty-feet high, connected by extended, walled corridors about fifteen-feet high. These structures surround a larger, central dome.
The outside of the structure is marked and pocked by the ravages of time and, more readily apparent, the razor leaf storm. As such, a once sturdy, heavy blast door leading into the facility shows signs of considerable damage and presently lies ajar.
Debris litters the floor of this otherwise empty chamber. The floor paneling has been ripped up in several areas, revealing the same ground as the exterior. The door to the west sits halfway open, leading outside. The doors to the north and south remain securely closed.
Map of the outpost is now up on Slides.
You find that this heavy blast door is locked.
You find that it is unlocked.
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As he enters, Bleu looks around, then heads toward his left .
He looks behind him, to be sure his companion are ready, then tries to open the door and fails. He spends a couple seconds trying to open it, it’s almost comical, then announce “It’s stuck.”
Then he goes toward the other one, and he starts putting all his strength to open it, but as the door is unlocked, he manages to open it and falls on his butt.
Jacinth will cast a healing spell.
Assuming yes, so d8 for healing.
Jacinth manages to heal the native's most serious wounds, leaving only a few bruises. The luminescent being seems eager and able to return to his village unescorted.
As the native departs, the party takes a rest.
Debris litters the floor of this otherwise empty chamber. The floor paneling has been ripped up in several areas, revealing the same ground as the exterior. The door to the west sits halfway open, leading outside. The doors to the north and south remain securely closed.
The party does not notice any threats in this empty chamber. Finding the northern door locked, the skittermander opens the door to the south.
Beyond the southern door is a short corridor that ends in a closed door.
Corridor is now revealed on Map.
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When everyone took a little break, Bleu also took the time to remove the needles stuck in his fur.
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Then in front of another door, the skittermander, hearing no warning of traps from his companion, tries to open the door.
You find that it opens into another chamber. Rows of greenery line the southern and northern spaces of the fifty-foot-wide circular chamber. Curved plastic walls lead up to a transparent ceiling, partially obscured by chunks of random debris atop it but still clear enough to admit sunlight. Doors exit the area to the north and east.
After looking around, Bleu will go toward the other door, only waiting that his companion are ready.
Suddenly, from down the end of the other corridor, emanating from within the room where you initially entered, there is a bright flash of light and the sizzling sound of seared earth and plastisteel!
A quick glance reveals that a laser security trap has sprung in the room.
Claxons go off immediately after the laser trap activates!
A camera in the ceiling of the now seared room slowly turns to peer through the doorway through which Boris and Max can be readily seen.
Static crackles as an intercom pops to life. A voice reverberates from the walls, which is accompanied by the flickering and pulsing of lights from within the ceiling and walls--the patterns akin to the visual language utilized by the natives of this world.
“So, trespassers have intruded upon my solitude!" speaks the voice over the intercom. The voice is heavily accented, yet clearly in Common. Its tone is harsh and stern, yet somewhat airy. "Leave now, or you will regret ever venturing farther. This is my first and final warning, Interlopers!”
The voice on the comm is punctuated by the whoosh of an opening door. The newly-opened door lies to the east within the room filled with greenery. It opens into a corridor where, at the far end, stands a pair of hairy beasts with gaping, tooth-filled mouths!
Beyond them stands an open door leading into another room.
Map now updated on Slides.
One of the creatures opens its mouth and rushes toward the skittermander!
But, its teeth find no hold.
RUMBLE IN THE "TEMPLE" - Round One Begins!
Creature (red)
Boris
Max
Jacinth
Creature (yellow)
Bleu
Morbo
One beast ignores the morlamaw's taunt even as it easily avoids the the mystic's projectile.
However, it fails to avoid the soldier's shot!
The second creature rushes forward, also focusing its jaws on the skittermander.
Its maw finds no purchase.
RUMBLE IN THE "TEMPLE" - Round One Cont'd!
Creature (red) -1 HP
Boris
Max
Jacinth
Creature (yellow)
Bleu
Morbo
Morbo slides over and tries to hit red with his tactical baton.
With a solid blow, Morbo drops the beast.
RUMBLE IN THE "TEMPLE" - Round One Cont'd/Round Two Begins!
Bleu
Morbo
Creature (red) -8 HP
Boris
Max
Jacinth
Creature (yellow)
The Starfinders make short work of the creature.
"You may have defeated the security beasts, Trespassers, but do not think you will defeat me!" crackles the heavily accented voice, the lights in the room flickering as he speaks. "Leave the 'temple' now and I shall allow you to live. But, should you meet me face to face, then I will see to it that your death is swift!"
To the north lies an open door to the corridor through which you came. Beyond it lies a room with a locked door.
Now marked as room "A" on Map on Slides.
To the east lies another open door, revealing a corridor through which you can see another chamber.
Now marked as room "B" on Map on Slides.
Panels of electronics wrap around this thirty-foot-wide circular room. The steady hum of energized computers gently drones, while lights rhythmically flash on and off. Monitor screens display live images of various rooms throughout the outpost.
On one of the screens can be seen a circular room, containing three creatures. Two are beasts similar to those that you just encountered. The third is one of the natives, his coloring far bluer and more intense than those of the natives that you had encountered earlier. Pulses of light flash from his skin angrily. He moves towards a set of controls and manipulates them before the screen promptly goes black.
One of the screens for the remaining cameras reveals a room where a medical bed stands in the center. A plastic shelving unit that curves around the southern wall of the circular chamber contains an assortment of vials and random tools. Another displays the room that you entered, though it now bears a smoldering, charred line across its center where the remnants of the floor appear to have been seared and burned. One display shows a room that is mostly empty except for some bunk-bed units. Still another depicts a room with an L-shaped plastic table and accompanying chairs that are haphazardly shoved in one area of the room. Yet another screen displays the hydroponics area you encountered earlier. The final screen depicts a circular room where supply lockers line the walls. Some of the locker doors lie open.
The controls in this room are a form of hybrid technology and magical defenses, though somewhat dated by modern Pact World standards.
Doors exit to the west and north.
Areas revealed in the camera displays are now revealed on the Map and given letters.
"Who is this a temple to?" Jacinth calls out.
"Though once dedicated to the Sky Minders, this 'temple' was abandoned by them. But, it was fate, for now that I am here, this 'temple' shall achieve its true destiny, as I achieve mine!" The lights pulsing around the room and intercom voice respond in unison. "This 'temple' shall serve as the birth place of a new being to worship! For, once I hatch the eggs of the Sky Mother, I will have an interstellar armada of such aberrations to conquer other worlds so that they may serve me!"
The voice laughs maniacally as the lights flicker brightly.
[dice=computers] 1d20+6
[b]"Let's take the video feed in the next areas offline, shall we?"
Boris shuts down the cameras in all of the other rooms.
The skittermander almost shouts “Let’s look around on our way to the big room!” and he moves toward the room to his right.
A medical bed stands in the center of this room . A plastic shelving unit that curves around the southern wall of the circular chamber contains an assortment of vials and random tools. The only exit is a door to the southwest.
Although the tools and equipment are in some disrepair, they are still functional
A cabinet near the bottom of the shelf is locked.
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Jacinth got hurt when he fell down, so Bleu starts looking around for some medicine for him. Maybe he’ll find some cream?
After looking around he finds plenty of usable items. “Jacinth, do you want to drink this? It looks like… I do not know but it was with medicinal equipment.
If someone knows how to open this, the shelf is locked.”
After waiting a bit, the skittermander goes toward the closest room, which contains beds. Looking at the stylemanders, “Oh that was a cute creature. Eight limbs like me” As he speaks, Bleu flails all his limbs around and drops his laser rifle. He grabs it up and checks if the barrel is still properly aligned before getting close to the door at the end of the corridor, having waited for his companions.