The door opens and a series of nozzles lined up along the walkway spray it with freezing cold liquids,
durlock reflex save please
The now open door reveals a server room.
It looks like the cooling pipes were deliberatly modified to function as a trap. It seems to be inactive now and the server room is open.
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The quorlu looks toward their companion and asks “Can anyone do something for Durlok, he seems to be unwell.”
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Kadef hands Durlok two Mark 1 healing serums.
With the nozzles discharged the door is easily opened.
This austere room contains computers, supplies, and large banks of servers lined up along the walls. The hum of electronics seems loud compared to the silence of the rest of the facility.
The quorlu looks toward their companion and asks “Can anyone do something for Durlok, he seems to be unwell.”
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Kadef hands Durlok two Mark 1 healing serums.
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Durlock injects himself with one of the serums offered by Kadef.
Not feeling effect, he reluctantly takes the second.
"Thanks," he grumbles. His oft dour expression somewhat less so.
This austere room contains computers, supplies, and large banks of servers lined up along the walls. The hum of electronics seems loud compared to the silence of the rest of the facility.
Then, upon seeing the computers and electronics, the state of dourness returns. The dwarf retrieves his assault hammer, takes it in hand, and looks prepared to unleash it in an effort to relieve some of his pent-up frustrations.
Well a series of 3 computers/engineering checks can get the data downloaded safely or an athletics check can yank the drive out of the serve.
After some inital difficulty with the OS, ʀːi˧i˩ro is able to connect the drive to your storage device and initiate a data transfer. You have the data you came for.
The remainder of the unexplored rooms are more personal quarters and a communal restroom. There are two areas that appeared to have been used for some kind of research.
For the first research point,
You can tell that the team was performing geological surveys on the asteroid, analyzing age and mineral composition.
For the second research point,
You review the leftover equipment and workstations
and determine that the team here performed biological experiments examining how different microbes survived on the asteroid’s surface.
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"I believe ʀːi˧i˩ro is correct. These instruments are designed to monitor microscopic biological activities. Remarkable that anything like that could exist on such a small barren rock so far from the sun. What would such an organism do if exposed to a rich planetary environment? Would it breed uncontrollably , or would it be overwhelmed by too many resources ? "
With that their remains little reason to stay.
During the trip back to Absalom station you can attempt to analyze the data you recovered yourself.
Sanson-56 was about to publish new findings on several asteroids when Astral Extractions bought the company. The data indicates that one of these asteroids was a prime candidate for mining and filled with valuable minerals, but was also home to microbial life. Pact World protocol, enforced by the Stewards, requires a full environmental study on any microbial life present before an asteroid can be mined to determine if the life is native to the asteroid or a result of contamination from an outside source. If native, the asteroid is protected and can’t be mined so that the novel lifeforms can potentially develop. Astral Extractions suppressed the data about the asteroid, likely to set up a mining operation without consideration of the microbes present.
When you arrive back on the station, Celita asks for your report.
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The sarcesian brushes back some hair from his eyes and says, "I wrote a song about what we found. I call it "Green Sludge in a Desolation Refridgerator on an Abandoned Station at the Edge of the Galaxy." The Darkness unhooks the bass guitar from his back and plays a two minute long solo.
"I hope that clears things up."
Celita is happy to have the data and is particularly impressed that you copied it without removing the servers.
“Well done, Starfinders. You have performed admirably, and I look forward to working with you on future assignments.”
She connects the drive to her work station and beings looking at the data, "Hmm, let's see what we have here... It looks like one of their employee's, Sanson-56, was about to publish new findings on several asteroids when Astral Extractions bought the company. The data indicates that one of these asteroids was a prime candidate for mining and filled with valuable minerals, but was also home to microbial life. Pact World protocol, enforced by the Stewards, requires a full environmental study on any microbial life present before an asteroid can be mined to determine if the life is native to the asteroid or a result of contamination from an outside source. If native, the asteroid is protected and can’t be mined so that the novel lifeforms can potentially develop. Astral Extractions suppressed the data about the asteroid, likely to set up a mining operation without consideration of the microbes present.
You seem to have uncovred a bit a of a corperate coverup. We'll have to decide what to do with this information. Thank you again."
She provides you with a set of jump jets as thanks for your efforts.
That leaves the current leader of the Exo-guardians, Ixthia.
The Exo-Guardians maintain a presence on Absalom Station in a remodeled warehouse in the poor but trendy Downlow neighborhood. They have an additional headquarters on Sangoro’s Bulwark. Ixthia is currently setting
up their office after taking over as head of the Exo-Guardians faction.
The office is filled with armor and weaponry of all kinds. A tall copaxi speaks into an intercom unit.“Yes, the nameplate on the door looks lovely, but I’m afraid I need it changed. It’s ‘Ixthia’ now. Yes, with an ‘Ix’ at the front. No, no, you did great work, I just need it to be updated. I know you were working off old information. Next week? That will be fine, thank you.”
They quickly greet everyone. “I apologize for keeping you waiting; I had been on hold for almost an hour. Hello and welcome, new Starfinders. I am so pleased that you have all joined the Society. I myself am new to this role, so I suppose we’ll figure out our new jobs together. I do have an assignment for you that just came up, so your timing is excellent.We’re trying to build up our relationship with the Stewards after the last couple of years. It would be helpful to be on their good side, and they’ve just asked for a favor. They need some help investigating ships seized from smugglers. They’d like to contract extra personnel to go through and inventory the stolen goods on board, as they need to build their case in
a hurry.”
"The Stewards have the ship impounded and orbiting Aabsalom station. They can explain more about exactly what they need done and should provide you with a shuttle out to the ship."
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The quorlu wonders if they should point out that absalom is a giant ship of some sort, thinking “Does the size of the ship or the lack of propulsion is important to him? Maybe that’s because its constructed?”
They ask before living, in response to the space cops mention of The Darkness, “Unless mistaken, the stewards role only applies to the Pact Worlds, am I correct?”
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"You know, it doesn't really matter much whether you're on a planet, an asteroid, a space station or a ship. All you have to do is just go up a little bit and you're dangling in the weightless nothingness of space. Solid ground is just an illusion, man," the sarcesian quips as Durlock complains about going on yet another starship voyage.
"Yeah, the Pact Stewards got no authority out in the Vast. Nobody really does, I guess."
"Yes that is correct the Stewards only operate within pact worlds territory, for the most part."
Ixthia hires a shuttle to take you into orbit and reach the Armada. There, you meet with Steward Officers Famdok Athret (male half-orc) and Tramiola Lojten (female human).
Famdok addresses the contractors with a professional nod. “Hello, Starfinders. Thank you for your assistance. As your commander probably informed you, the Stewards recently seized over two dozen ships from a major organized crime operation. Pact World policy dictates that we only have a limited time to search the ships before they have to be returned, so we need to inventory their contents quickly. For that, we need extra personnel. Board the ship assigned to you and search for anything that seems strange or illegal. If you find any evidence about their operation, that would also be helpful to our case.”
The sumgglers are currently in custody so there shouldn't be anyone on the ship. It's ok if you're not sure if something is illegal or not, just document everything you find throughly and we'll be able to determine which things their carrying would result in additional charges. They could just be trying to avoid local import duties, but I doubt it. We’ve found all kinds of things on the other ships: forged artwork, animal hides from endangered creatures, and even precious metals. Just keep your eyes open and document whatever you find."
You are directed to the The Evening’s Solace. It has been parked in a docking bay. After entering through a port side airlock, you find the lights on and the ship filled with breathable atmosphere. You are free to move about the ship. [ooc]see slide 6[/occ]