Chk'tarlsh does not hear the whooshing sound as his first swing misses the robot. He also does not hear the crunch of metal as the second damages it beyond repair.
Round 6 - bolded may go
Yarameh (-42 SP)
Red
Green
Chk'tarlsh (-63 SP, -42 HP, deafened 6 rounds)
Twich (-32 SP, -13 HP)
Blue (-23 HP)
Kultainen
Twich speeds time for his allies.
The final robot continues swinging arbitrarily.
The ysoki dodges, but the shirren collapses to the ground.
Round 6-7 - bolded may go
Yarameh (-42 SP, haste)
Red
Green
Chk'tarlsh (-63 SP, -55 HP, deafened 6 rounds, haste, dying)
Twich (-32 SP, -13 HP, haste)
Blue (-23 HP)
Kultainen (haste)
Kultainen continues to encourage the team while patching the shirren up.
Twich tries to make the robot fall down.
It manages to keep its feet.
Yarameh slashes at the enemy, landing two clean blows. However, the flame seems to be absorbed by its plating.
The construct takes one swing at each standing foe.
Both connect with their targets.
Round 7-8 - bolded may go
Yarameh (-58 SP, haste)
Red
Green
Chk'tarlsh (-63 SP, -55 HP, deafened 5 rounds, haste, stable)
Twich (-44 SP, -13 HP, haste)
Blue (-41 HP, improved get 'em)
Kultainen (haste)
Yarameh's plasma bolter throws enough heat out that some of it gets through the robot's resistance. She also enjoys not being quite as injured thanks to Kultainen.
Round 8 - bolded may go
Yarameh (-25 SP, haste)
Red
Green
Chk'tarlsh (-63 SP, -55 HP, deafened 5 rounds, haste, stable)
Twich (-44 SP, -13 HP, haste)
Blue (-54 HP, improved get 'em)
Kultainen (haste)
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Bolstered by Kultanien's ministrations, the shirren's vital signs begin to steady.
All is dark and silent. Chk'tarlsh wonders if his passage theough the Between has reached its destination.
Faintly at first, he senses a spodaric quivering. The vibrations build in intensity, becoming more insistent. Recognising the dance of battle in the rhythms of the tremors, he wills his awareness to focus through the haze.
Light returns to his multifaceted eyes and he springs up to his feet.
"It'sh time to put thish to bed," he says. Slashing at the robot, he drops his sword before sliding a careful step back.
Chk'tarlsh gets some revenge with a well-placed swing of his sword.
Twich adds some missiles of the magical variety.
Still standing, though clearly damaged, the final robot goes after the only adjacent Starfinder.
The ysoki is not looking so good.
Round 8-9 - bolded may go
Yarameh (-25 SP, haste)
Red
Green
Chk'tarlsh (-63 SP, -54 HP, deafened 4 rounds, haste)
Twich (-56 SP, -34 HP, haste)
Blue (-81 HP, improved get 'em)
Kultainen (haste)
With Kultainen's inspiring words, Yarameh and Chk'tarlsh combine efforts to deactivate the final robot.
The robots possess their integrated equipment, totaling 3 microserrated longswords, 2 salamander-class flamethrowers with 2 standard petrol tanks, and 1 lattice resonant pistol with 2 batteries (40 charges). There are enough salvageable parts that the Starfinders may be able to create a d-suit iii with 10 minutes' of work.
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Kultainen eyes up the robots suspiciously, hoping to pick up an additional technology-protection rune for her equipment.
"Interesting... these must have been here for some time, but they could still operate without problem. I wonder if down here is sheltered somehow?" she muses.
She picks up the pistol and then offers it to the others. "If there are more fire resistant robots, then this might be helpful. I'd take it, but syspet you are all better shots than me."
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Chk'tarlsh pulls a serum from his backpack and downs the luminescent liquid.
"I could ushe a moment to catch my breath," he says, bobbing to retrieve his shuriken from the destroyed robots. "If there'sh time," he adds, collecting his sword from the floor and returning it to the scabbard fastened across his back.
As far as you know, you are alone in here, so you can certainly rest if you want.
Chk'tarlsh (-36 HP)
Twich (-28 HP)
Any other healing before moving on? And which of the many doors would you like to try first? Other than size, there is nothing to distinguish them, either the doors themselves or anything you can perceive through them without unusual senses.
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I suggest opening all the doors in turn. We still need to clean up the whole place. Let's start with the nearest one. After smoking a cigarette, she adjusts the microphone, lifts the life support system back up and squeezes the bolter with both hands. Then Yarameh approaches the nearest door , looks closely, listens, and after waiting for her comrades to be nearby, opens it.
Yarameh checks the doors. None are trapped and she cannot hear anything from beyond any of them. She opens the one to the northeast.
This room once served as an archive, with books in the north cupboards, computer servers along the east wall, and files in storage boxes in the south and center. Today, the storage cupboards are broken, their doors hanging off old, worn hinges; the paperwork has long since decayed; and the servers are dusty and without power.
The Starfinders are able to find a few scraps of legible paperwork, but they are incredibly fragile.
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Having caught his breath, Chk'tarlsh scoops up his gear and nods to his companions. "Feelinhk better now. Ready to pressh on?
The shirren follows Yarameh's lead, chexking the room beyond the first door.
"Yeah, I ssee that now," he says, inspecting the documents with Kultainen. "Take a look at thish."
Yarameh steps in at the last moment to prevent Chk'tarlsh from tearing the paper.
experimental technologies were completed or tested in the field.
This decrepit bunkroom also contains a small kitchen and an archaic computer console. The bunks are long since deteriorated; however, numerous personal items are littered around them, such as drawings of pahtra families and loved ones, well-thumbed paperbacks, fidget toys, and musical instruments. In the kitchen area, handmade ceramic plates and glassware fill the cabinets, and jars of once-preserved food (now spoiled) line the pantry.
Miiyu walks to the terminals and sweeps some of the dust from the console. After a moment's examination, she says, “This is curious; I think it might control the bunker’s remote systems. Odd to find it here. Maybe our ancestors liked to work from home?”
This room contains several crates and racks which display a wide array of military armaments. While most are of pahtra construction, some are Veskarium military-issue firearms, and a few are strange firearms constructed from ceramics. Most of the items are rusty, clogged with mold, and utterly unusable. Vokuvi finds these weapons of interest and muses, “Some of ours, some of theirs, and some… of something else. I’ve never seen ceramic firearms like these. Interesting.”
How the weapons work, at least in theory, is simple - you point them at the other person and pull the trigger. None of them are in good enough working order to try.
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This exceptionally large chamber has a 100-foot-high ceiling and is dimly lit by emergency lighting. Along the length of the west wall are two combat mechs, each 20 feet tall, which stand upright. They are clearly pahtra in design, resembling large, heavily-armored feline soldiers. They are covered in dust and cobwebs, but it’s clear they’re protected by the same ceramic mesh as the guardians from the previous area.
Miiyu is extremely excited by the sight of them, jumping up and down in joy and declaring how amazing it would be to arrive at a concert piloting one of these. Vokuvi warns her that perhaps driving military-grade armaments around may not be a good idea if she’s wishing to remain overlooked by the Veskarium.
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Miiyu is extremely excited by the sight of them, jumping up and down in joy and declaring how amazing it would be to arrive at a concert piloting one of these. Vokuvi warns her that perhaps driving military-grade armaments around may not be a good idea if she’s wishing to remain overlooked by the Veskarium.
But I agree. As a musician to a musician - this is a great prop for a frenzied performance! At the same time, Yarameh carefully looks around. Something has to happen. She doesn't forget for a second that there is a traitor among the squad.
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Chk'tarlsh enters the chamber, slowly looking around, his antennae twitching rapidly as his eyes land on the mechs.
"Wow!" he breathes. "Been sitting here, untouched, for some time ,though," he adds in reply to Kultainen.
He continues to scan the rest of the space. "What ish thish place?" he wonders aloud.