XperimentakDMs SFS 4-14 Rasheen's Remembrance [tier 9-10] (Inactive)

Game Master Jason Schimmel

Grump focuses on the pyramid, grabbing images of each of the various layers as they scroll past. He wonders what he recalls about Corbosi, Inc. Culture for Corbosi, Inc.: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

Once he's captured enough images of the pyramid, Grump turned back to the sphinx.

"Miss Neshti, would you be able to give us a tour of the rest of the facility? We're really curious to see the other exhibits here, as well as checking to see if a wayward soul named Rasheen visited here some years past."

"Ah yes, a low-level employee who regrettably ignored my lady’s safety precautions. I am sorry you had such a distressing welcome to our retreat.”

Joe, when you take the images your device is queried with a request to upload additional information concerning the stuctures you are taking pictures of.

“Unfortunately, due to network connectivity issues, this body cannot leave the foyer. You will need to connect with me at one of the terminals elsewhere in the complex.”

Patrick already had a large collection of images, including a video file of the changing pyramid. Assuming he also gets the request, he will accept it.

Thank you very much he says. I shall do that ..... erm .... safety precautions? What should we know.

Grump, when you take the images your device is queried with a request to upload additional information concerning the structures you are taking pictures of.

Grump pauses then taps the Yes, upload icon on his scanner.

Grump, when you take the images your device is queried with a request to upload additional information concerning the structures you are taking pictures of.

Grump pauses then taps the Yes, upload icon on his scanner.

"What are these safety precautions you're talking about?"

She pauses a moment , “My apologies, I am unable to access the network to answer your query.”

"So just who is this lady Dortay ven Corbosi?"

"I have the honor of assisting my lady Dortay ven Corbosi, an architect of renown, most honored among the Kalistocrats, founder and chief architect of Corbosi Incorporated"

Figures Patrick mutters.

Grump listens to the Sphinx as she talks about the network's limitations, then raises his hand to get her attention.

Maybe I missed something, but my nieces say that asking questions isn't dumb - it's just that dumb people don't ask questions, so here we go. You said that we'll have to connect with you using terminals deeper in the complex. We'll just be using those terminals to talk with you back here, or do you have extra bodies at various places inside that are normally all connected together?

Gremvest starts walking past the sphinx in order to keep moving into the complex. "Okay, thank you for the tip, Miss Neshti. We'll, uh, reconnect wit ya from deeper within. Thanks again for all your... help."

Benoit, just grunts and follows Gremvest deeper into the complex.

Patrick follows the others, looking cautiously around.

“My colleagues and I are united in the mausoleum’s artificial intelligence network. There we continue our work without the need for physical bodies, though I retain this one to better serve my mistress and assist her honored guests. Unfortunately, this form has lost its network connection with the AI hub, so I am unable to rejoin the link. If you have the honor of meeting my mistress, please inform her so she can order the necessary repairs.”

At the center of this studio is a table with a holographic tabletop projecting 3D schematics. Two freestanding whiteboards fill the east end of the room, each covered with nearly illegible notes in Lashunta. A large desk occupies the west wall, its surface littered with disposable cups, printouts with handwritten notes, drafting materials, and a computer. Framed marketing artwork decorates the studio walls.

Benoit, attempts to access the computer.

Computers: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (8) + 22 = 30

"We'll be sure to pass that along to her, Miss Neshti, if we meet her."

Grump nods to the sphinx & follows the rest into the next chamber.

Gremvest will inspect the artwork, and keep a lookout while Benoit computerizes the situation.

Patrick scans the entire room into a recording device while waiting to see if Benoit needs any help.

Grup takes a close look at the whiteboards, trying to decipher the nearly illegible script.

"Anyone here know what this means? It's not a scrawl I understand, but it looks sorta like the swirls the dandelion-eaters use. Worse come to worse, I could try a spell to suss it out."

Grump pauses in front of the whiteboards, trying to discern the nearly illegible scrawl.

Anybody able to make out what this says? It's not a tongue I read, but it looks an awful lot like that dandelion-eater swirlikews.

It's Castrovelian, the dialect the lashunta use ...... ye ghods .. this handwriting is worse than my analyst uses. I'm not even sure Comprehend Languages will work on it. I'll see what I can puzzle out

He then looks over to Grump. Dandelion eaters? Never heard that one before, and I've been to Castrovel several times on business

The dwarf hrumps & offers a lopsided smile.

Elven is what I meant.

"Elves, those pointy eared, flower sniffing, good for nothing malcontents with their flawless skin and perfect hair. Never met one I liked or would want to drink a flagon of dwarven ale with."

Oh .... elves .... I thought you were referring to Lashunta. Heh .. they'd need to be careful what flowers they sniff in some parts of Castrovel .... some of those flowers would eat them ... seriously

He pauses a bit. Is it just me or do some elves, especially the female ones, think they're so superior to anyone else?

Benoit, attempts to access the computer.

[dice=Computers]1d20+22

The computer contains a reference library of maps, illustrations, and architectural plans (see Resources for more information) and an unnerving series of voice logs recorded by “employee 084672; engineer first-class; Khendai.”

It's Castrovelian, the dialect the lashunta use ...... ye ghods .. this handwriting is worse than my analyst uses. I'm not even sure Comprehend Languages will work on it. I'll see what I can puzzle out

He then looks over to Grump. Dandelion eaters? Never heard that one before, and I've been to Castrovel several times on business

Ah ..... here we go ... look like they were tracking food resources and calculating a delivery schedule. But something must have gone wrong. This bit, here, and over here says 'When?' and over here this says 'Why aren't they coming?'

Patrick also makes a copy of the computer's contents. Looking over then he mutters something like 'I smell a conspiracy'

I recommend you take anything you hear from Rishni, with suspicion he says.

Benoit also downloads the information into his custom rig.

"We'll be up to our elbows in Azlantis any minute now. If you're smart you'll mind my words, laddie. As far as your problem with elven women, I can't help you with that one. I like myself a good dwarven women with a beard as long as mine!"

He then moves to study the 3D schematic and if there is nothing of use there he'll lead the group into the next room.

Engineering (examine schematic): 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (14) + 21 = 35

Never mind Patrick replies. Forget I said that .... I do not know why I said that in the first place

He moves to the exit.

The holotable displays a technologically modified coffin. You are able to determine the coffin is an older construction which was modified with additional components, turning it into a makeshift stasis pod.

"On your guard laddies we might have a space vampire awaiting us," Benoit says as he leads the party into the next room.

Grump shakes his head.

It seemed from that note we found pretty much like whoever was writing it wasn't alive. My guess woulda been that she was an Eoxian."

So .... a female space vampire then.

Grump shrugs his shoulders.

"Maybe? I met a ghoul who wasn't all that bad the one time I was on one of Zho!'s shows. At least I think she was a ghoul. Coulda been a ghast."

"Ghoul, ghast, zombie, vampire, ex-wife they're all the same. If you give them the chance they suck the life right out of you."

I got ...... on one of Zo!'s shows myself, thank you Naiaj Patrick scowls. Presumably you are referring to Ms Wazasha Kevir who is a ghast.

Many shelves in this warehouse hold samples, models, crates, and construction materials. Others are bare or contain only the remnants of packing materials or fastenings. Empty and half‑empty containers clutter the area near a haphazardly parked forklift. Weld marks and burns scar some of the floor and the wall paneling has been torn off in places, revealing severed wires and broken electrical connections.

Benoit, examines the weld marks, burn scars, and the damaged wall paneling for signs of weapon damage.

Engineering: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (18) + 21 = 39

I got ...... on one of Zo!'s shows myself, thank you Naiaj Patrick scowls. Presumably you are referring to Ms Wazasha Kevir who is a ghast.

Grump flips thru his computer's image files before locating one showing a former elven woman with blue skin, violet eyes, & short-cropped black hair.

That was her, right?

He focuses his attention on the forklift, wondering if it's still operational.

Might be worth moving some of these crates.

That is her

Patrick Messier wrote:

I got ...... on one of Zo!'s shows myself, thank you Naiaj Patrick scowls. Presumably you are referring to Ms Wazasha Kevir who is a ghast.

Grump flips thru his computer's image files before locating one showing a former elven woman with blue skin, violet eyes, & short-cropped black hair.

That was her, right?

He focuses his attention on the forklift, wondering if it's still operational.

Might be worth moving some of these crates.

You don't quite get that far ebfore another blue skined female steps out from behinde a shelf and lobs a screamer granad at the group catching everyone but Gremvest

attack vs AC 5: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (6) + 21 = 27
damage(So): 4d10 ⇒ (8, 2, 5, 4) = 19

Round 1
Gremvest
Patrick
Enemy
Joe
Benoit

Bold PCs may act!

fort: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

Why is it the hostiles are always female? he asks

He fires magic missiles at the enemy
3d4 + 3 ⇒ (2, 4, 4) + 3 = 13

Fort Save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

"WHat? What's that? I can't hear you."

We roll a fortitude save instead of a reflex save for 1/2 damage right? TEC-9 is a construct so it is not affected by anything that requires a fortitude save.

Benoit Fortitude Save: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20

I cannot hear you either ......... Oh .. pronk

Distracted by the artwork, Gremvest doesn't even notice when the other Starfinders head east. When he hears the blast of the screamer grenade go off, he stirs from his distraction. "Awwww yeah, that's my cue," he growls. The Vesk Solarian Photon Attunes 1, then hustles toward the action! With a base speed of 50', he spends the round double-moving to get right up next to this rude blue so-and-so! "Yer under arrest!" he hollers at her. Gremvest still has those fiery chains in his hands, threatening a 10' radius around him.