The Black Talon's Rising (Inactive)

Game Master BloodWolven

The scythe like arm continues to wail on its chamber, obviously wanting out. It is the only threat that is still moving.

N-1 looks at the last flailing limb. "We should finish the last off and burn the remains." He says as he moves to get a shot at the arm if the case is broken.

The chamber holding the arm is still holding, it is weakened.

N-1 looks at the last flailing limb. "We should finish the last off and burn the remains." He says as he moves to get a shot at the arm if the case is broken.

"Could we not just gather the remains and find a functional airlock? Fires on space stations are dangerous. Even chemical decomposition would be safer than a fire, don't you think?"

"You are probably correct. I just think we should make sure the remains are fully disposed of. Chemical decomposition is probably best if we can find the chemicals. I am not sure I want to be all that close to any air locks right now." N-1 says in agreement.

Finally coming to his senses, Tremersynn shook his head.
"Uh. OK. But later. Let's clear the rest of the room first; find out if there are any more experiments." He said.

"We still need to take out the arm. N-1 motions to the arm in the remaining tank, "But my gun is not great against these armored tanks."

Tremersynn nodded.
"OK, I'll get it." He said.
He charged up to the tank and swung his hammer hard against it.

assault hammer attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17 for a possible 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6 bludgeoning damage.

N-1 prepares to shoot the hand if the glass is broken.

TK Projectile: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 201d6 ⇒ 3 ATK / DMG

Zeph sends a dart at the glass ...

Tremersynn slams his warhammer into the glass and it shatters, opening a large hole in the chamber with Zephyr's help. Water rushes out and the blade like arm comes with it. Though out of the water it falls to the ground and can only wriggle like an eel.

N-1 shoots the last of the fleshwarped appendage though misses it.

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Most likely the group aims their weapons at the last nearly helpless fleshwarp and eviserates it.

End of combat!

Looking at the whole situation and waiting, as the flesh drops to the ground and doesn't get up, he states, "Shall we mince it then?"

"That does seem like a good idea. I wonder if whatever created these monstrousities is still around..." N-1 will begin trying to prod all the body parts into a pile to destroy.

"You know, if we can find a vessel or container of some kind, I can move all the parts into it with my TK. I really think we should minimize contact & contamination; everything about this is an abomination to life."

The weapon was put away now that the immediate threat was handled, Cass returned back to stand beside Zephyr, out of the way of the vandalism currently occurring. He almost seemed like nothing had happened and their compatriot had not been recently attached to a head from a tube. He knew well enough to stay out of the way when there were large weapons being swung about, much less with oddities in tubes being destroyed or freed... that was the uncertain part.

"Given the situation regarding contamination: should that not have been done before things started getting smashed?"

He shrugs at Cass's words and suggests, "Maybe we plan to investigate more before breaking any more chambers?"

He was still feeling his shoulder where the skull had attached itself. He pulls a dagger from his belt and scrapes at the spots. "I am going to head back so the doctor can check out this, anyone willing to go with me?"

He shrugs at Cass's words and suggests, "Maybe we plan to investigate more before breaking any more chambers?"

He was still feeling his shoulder where the skull had attached itself. He pulls a dagger from his belt and scrapes at the spots. "I am going to head back so the doctor can check out this, anyone willing to go with me?"

"Of course: I had offered the doctor my help earlier, and now is as good a time as any; glad to go with you. These rooms will be here, we can finish looking at them in our own time I'm sure."

Tremersynn looked around, wary.
"Yeah, I don't like the thought of separating. We tried that before; didn't work out. So let's go altogether." He said.

Thankful the large vesk states, "I appreciate the support and staying together seems like a good idea."

N- 1 keeps his gun out but nods and follows along as the group returns to report their findings and see the doctor.

After the group tells about the attack, the doctor checks out Drabbon and injects him with a few vials. He states, "Those antibiotics and immune boosters should help with anything that the skull left in you. Anything left over should not affect you. Though if I could look at the research material, I could do a better check."

Kaylee and the Doctor begin to pack up with their quick bags. Leaving behind the portable medical station.

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When you return to the complex, it is as you left it except you do see a few toads flopping around.

"Alright, so let's head back. The doctor and your helper should come along, maybe they will have some luck with the computers and find the research on those flesh bits." He states suiting back up and stretching a bit.

Did we rest enough that Zephyr's spells are recovered?

As of now the group was able to rest for at most an hour. If someone wanted to rest more, they should likely say something. Then again if Zephyr took a nap, I am sure they would wait for you to wake.

[dice=Perception]1d20 + 11 Checks status of other creatures.

"I am so glad I didn't need to kill Trem!!!

Zeph smiles at his joke ...

"Team, that was a lot of magic for me to throw out. I need to take a break soon. Simple stuff I have more of, pulling the stars through me like that, will have to wait a little."

With your permission then, I would like to count this as having said something, and will assume no one is surprised when Zeph steps away to meditate. He really does need to recover those spells.

Seeing the mystic venture to a corner of their room as the doctor fixes and looks over the infected spot, he states, "Let's make ourselves comfortable and get some rest. It looks like Zephyr needs a recharge! Who wants to stay up with me while the others rest?"

N-1 nods and says, "I can take the first watch. We should each take a turn."

Shouldn't the dwarves be somewhere nearby? Could someone check in with them on their scouting while Zeph meditates? Maybe we should tell them about the creepy things?

None of the dwarves are there when you get back. But after a couple hours half of them turn up and begin to make food and rest.

"Thanks N-1. Wake me up next, then I will likely wake Tremersynn." He states letting the doctor take more time prodding and cutting into him if needed. Well he would encourage it since he doesn't want any thing of the skull in him amymore.

Tremersynn nods, agreeing to the plan.

When Zephyr wakes up and is ready, he goes to the doctor to check-in re: Drabbon's condition. He then asks if the doctor examined Tremersynn, who was brought under some kind of bio-psychic control at one point ... which they might hope to avoid in the future.

Medicine: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12 Glean additional info regarding creatures
Life Science: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13 Glean additional info regarding creatures

He quietly replies to Zephyr's concerns, [b]"There is no lasting effects that I could see that should affect Tremersynn or Drabbon. Though without knowing more about what this creature was that infected him, there isn't much I can do. I gave him some antibodics and a general booster.

He quietly replies to Zephyr's concerns, "There is no lasting effects that I could see that should affect Tremersynn or Drabbon. Though without knowing more about what this creature was that infected him, there isn't much I can do. I gave him some antibodics and a general booster.

"Thank you Doctor; when we go back, I am sure we can get some samples for us to take a look at. Thanks for helping keep everyone in one piece."

N-1 gathers his gear and tells the dwarves, "We found what seems to be a complex of rooms that might work as a base camp. There were strange...things in the front room. We are going to see if there are more dangers to be handled."

After the rest cycle, Tremersynn heards the team to the same place they found the cases with body parts, then starts exploring the complex there.

The dwarves nod to N-1's words, one of them offers, "Let us know when it is clear. We have found some rooms too but they are all infested with some kind of red stone and is covered in a red mist. Your rooms do sound like a better place to make a camp."

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There is one door to the North. You also might see that the assault rifle is back on the wall. Even though the one who grabbed it still has it. A new rifle?

Entering into the next room is rather easy, with a click of a button next to the door, it opens. The next room is full of computers that are along the walls. The center floor is bare and to the North you see four doors that lead to individual smaller rooms. There are no windows and these smaller rooms seem to be covered in a black metal of some kind. There is also a door to the left and the right.

Looking at the doors, Tremersynn frowned in thought.
"Anyone gonna take that rifle?"
In the next room...
"OK, we'll take the doors in a clockwise pattern." He said, moving to the first door on the left.

N-1 shakes his head, "I cannot really use it. If you have some skill with rifles you are welcome to take it."

"Nor can I; please you should go ahead. Especially if it has ammunition in it."

The assault rifle is a longarm hunting rifle.

As Tremersynn takes lead and opens the door on the left, within you see a room with energized cages. Strange fleshwarped creatures writhe and screech. These are full beings as opposed to the pieces that you saw in the chambers before.

He stows his greatsword on his back and collects the assault rifle from the wall. He checks its chamber, loading spot, and finds the magazine release to check out the bullets and if it looked properly put together. Satisfied he slams the magazine back into its spot and aiming it at the robotic arms smiles.

He then follows behind Tremersynn, looking in after him ready to move in or shoot as needed. He clicks it over to automatic. "So what's the plan as they are caged up?" He asks.

"It won't be much of a camp with a bunch of screeching mutates in it ... can we tap in to the computers to see if there are records of these experiments? To see what these creatures are?"

Without even going into the room you can see the bars are all energized with likely an electrical current.

The doctor takes a look into the room and states, "How interesting, something must be giving them nutrients. I wonder how long they have been here?"

At Zephyr's question she states, "I need to connect to this computer system physically, it is on its own grid." She looks for a main terminal or at least a port that she can connect through.

perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18

Looking around the main room she finds a terminal and connects...

computer use DC 12: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24

She asks the Doctor, "Doc, I am in the system. What am I looking for? There are other terminals, the more that work on this the faster it will go."

Drifting behind the others, Cass does what he can to remain out of the way, still trying to make sense of this ship that they have been marooned on. This curious area appears to be a research lab, but was this of experimentation, or creation? There was not enough to say just yet, but it was easy enough to focus more on the task of salvage than anything else right now. There was no point in leaving here empty handed. Trusting Kaylee to make sense of the system in the room, he took a look at the rest of the room with an eye for study.
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Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13
Culture: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21
Any writing to decipher?

Satisfied that only creatures and cages are in the Western room, Tremersynn backs out and checks the doors to the North while the others fiddle with the computers.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12

N-1 will log into one of the other computers and attempt to help.

Computers: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

The doctor says, "We need research notes on these things."

Though research quickly comes to a halt most likely when a screech comes from something after Tremersynn opens the door. Here comes initiative!

Round 1

Kaylee and the doctor keep researching and searching, assuming the others will deal with the problem. The Doc says, "Maybe check the dates and look at the last entry. I am reading about forced biological evelution."

Round 1

He quickly says, "We got this, Tremersynn after you hit it back out!" Waiting on actual actions until it is my turn. I would say the above after Tremersynn acted.