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Although Lapodie isn't feeling too well, the stellifera still manage to find a path higher up the peak, mostly because of Koob helping from up above, shouting directions. Twila is having a harder time, the altitude really getting to her. Fortunately Tocti is there to guide the group to the rocky outcropping where the summit starts.
1d4 ⇒ 3
Well, that's the good news. The bad news is that two summit cats went ahead of you, and are now trying scare the group out of their territory, baring some very sharp looking teeth.
Intimidate to scare them off (plus further climbing checks)
---Getting to the summit!---
Koob
Tocti
Twil
Lapodie
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Intimidate: 1d20 ⇒ 11
Shoo Totcti hisses, baring teeth of her own.
Therre. See those rridges? That is graserrrite: it should prrovide morre rreliable footing.
Phys Science to Aid Twila-5: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

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Koob tries to keep his distance from the cats, guiding Lapodie on a as safe a path as he can manage.
Physical Science to aid Lapodie: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (12) + 15 = 27

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Intimidate, sickened: 1d20 + 9 - 2 ⇒ (16) + 9 - 2 = 23
"Go. away!" Lapodie growls at the cats.
She then goes back to attempting to climb, wrapping tentacles around every rock she can reach.
Athletics: 1d20 + 6 + 4 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 4 - 2 + 2 = 15

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Tocti makes an attempt at scaring of the cats, but these ones have sharper teeth and home advantage, and it isn't until Lapodie comes in that the cats finally decide this prey is too tough.
The group is well out of reach of the 'princess of peaks', but the peak itself also feels slightly out of reach at the moment. The distraction of the cats means the is not making any progress. And still no sign of Envar, so he must be at the top...
Let's try again...
---Getting to the summit!---
Koob
Tocti
Twila
Lapodie
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Koob
Tocti
Twila
Lapodie
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"Thanks, Tocti." Twila-5 spares some energy to respond, while trying to focus on climbing.
Athletics: 1d20 + 9 - 2 ⇒ (9) + 9 - 2 = 16
It's just so dang hard. She's exhausted.
Athletics: 1d20 + 9 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 9 - 2 = 9
"I need to rest." She hates to admit it, but accepting reality is the best way to properly address it.

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Twila feels her energy run out, and doesn't really have the strength to get any higher.
---Getting to the summit!---
Koob
Tocti
Twila
Lapodie
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That's all rright Twila-5 Toctis says. Gritting her own teeth she works to mount the final segment herself. you carrried us farr. Rrest if you need. We can trry to live up to yourr efforrts.
Athletic: 1d20 - 1 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (10) - 1 + 4 + 2 = 15
Shirt re-roll, 2 novas. Tocti's annoyed now and wants to prove herself to that ^&%* vesk.
Athletics re-roll: 1d20 - 1 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (16) - 1 + 4 + 2 = 21

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"That's it...we've got to do it..."
Athletics: 1d20 + 6 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 4 - 2 = 12

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"Come on, Lapodie! Are you going to let yourself be shown up by a vesk?"
Physical Science to aid Lapodie: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (12) + 15 = 27

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The group is almost there... just one more small piece to the summit, you can almost touch it...
---Getting to the summit!---
Koob
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Koob
Tocti
Twila
Lapodie
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"Seriously, Lapodie! Just imagine there's a vesk supply depot left unguarded at the top!" Koob says, encouragingly. "But, um...don't put your piton there. It's a weak spot."
Physical Science to aid Lapodie: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (4) + 15 = 19

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Twila-5 closes her eyes for a moment to center herself before beginning to climb again. (Deep breaths are for breathers.)
Athletics: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23
See? I just needed a break. She encourages herself, then notices Tocti falling behind. She calls back: "Tocti, a short rest will help. You've got this!"

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After catching a... moment, Twila manages to make one final push to the summit.
The lashunta doesn't seem to be here, and there is also not frozen body to say hi to. Close to the summit, there is a data tag however, with another holographic recording:
A lashunta man in brightly colored climbing gear, his helmet tilted at a rakish, impractical angle, waves as the hologram activates. “Hello hey, Envies and future fans! You’ll never believe what I’ve been up to: scaling the tallest peak in Near Space! That’s right, on an all-new episode of Envar’s Expeditions, I reach the heights of Spinebreaker, and I’ve gotta tell you… it’s a hell of a view. Catch the show as soon as it drops by subscribing to my channel!”
Well, fortunately going down is easier than going up...

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Which place to you want to make your final location?
Zoology
Gastronomy
Metereology
Astronomy
Geology
Arts

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Arts was just my suggestion, you can pick any you like. First one with two votes is the one.

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There is one destination left, the Bustling Waterways of Peace of Varturan. A little sorer and back on firm footing, the group takes a rest from mountaineering aboard their ship, as a greenish-blue planet comes into view.
The data tag signal leads to the seaside town of Gruddonar. Gruddonar consists of hundreds of buildings on stilts hundreds of feet above the shore, connected by swaying rope bridges.
The signal can be tracked to a large plaza, which stands on two-hundred-foot-high stilts at the center of a network of rope bridges, connecting it to other buildings and plazas that spread along the coast.
Music fills the air, shifting from one genre to another as the musicians around the plaza alternate performances. Tourists in beach garb sun themselves on the hammocks lining the plaza’s edge. To the east, a massive twine ball sits on a pedestal at the other end of a bridge, with a holographic sign reading “See the Galaxy’s Largest Ball of Twine!”
I guess I could have called this one 'Crafts' as well
There's no sign of the data tag. Some person must have taken it, which is going to take some asking around.
I need a diplomacy check

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Earlier, on the mountain:
Concerned for the safety of any stupid fans that would try to find Envar's datatags, Twila-5 brings this one down to the base of the mountain and stashes it behind a gimmicky gift shop that appears to be selling nothing but cheaply made imports of the sort that can be found just about anywhere in the galaxy.
Back to the present:
Twila-5 begins to ask around, ready with an image of Envar loaded up on her datapad if someone is fortunate enough to be ignorant of his irritating existence.
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22

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All signs rather quickly point to a busking brenneri on the town square, who is playing soothing note on his saxophone. The name of this guy is well-known: he is Dako “Bluepaw” Seiriss, a local talent on the saxophone who is busking on the plaza so often that he is considered part of the furniture. The brassy humming of saxophone notes carries far over the plaza, where Dako is playing a song in one corner. Once he finishes, he stop for a break and a breath of air, and with a laid-back, quite brassy, voice says “What’s flowing, anemones?”
When asked about Envar, he says “That dude’s a wild cat. Bounced off the Civic Center roof like he had wings.”
A real cool hopper that one, and in tune with the music he plays a couple of notes to accentuate what he just said (or to demonstrate what music is). At any rate, it is really smooth Had no money, but gave me his bluey thing to show his appreciation.

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No money? Tocti says, surprised. A rather cheap streamer
Could we perrhaps examine that tag? Assuming the 'bluey thing' is a data tag? We arre trrying to locate Mrr Tamm. His motherr is concerrned forr him.

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A real artist doesn't need any money Bluepaw says this gift is something I really cherish. You see, the blue tag and the blue note go together, like the fourth and the fifth, the minor fall and the major lift.
If you want it, you'll have to pay me in music! How about we have a little jam-off, he says, again interrupting his sentence to toot some notes If you can beat me in a duel, the trophy is yours!
1d4 ⇒ 4
Looks like an audience is already present to judge. There's some nerdy looking people on the plaza, with shirts that hold pocket calculators, pens, and the odd nametag badge that signifies this lot is in the area for a convention.
Sense motive to check what kind of music they'd like
The duel consists of two rounds, during which you must collect as much applause as possible. There are six roles the PCs can take on, each requiring a successful skill check. There must be at least one lead vocalist or instrumentalist. With the community’s advice, untrained PCs can attempt Profession (musician) checks during the challenge, adding their Charisma to their d20 roll.
During the session, the possible roles are:
Backup Dancer: Acrobatics or Profession (dancer)
Backup vocalistor backup instrumentalist: Profession (musician) or Profession (singer)
Composer: Culture or Profession (composer)
Crowd pleaser: Bluff or Diplomacy
Lead instrumentalist or lead vocalist: Profession (musician) or Profession (singer)
Stage effects: Engineering or Mysticism

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A 'jam-off?!?!' Tocti chokes in nervous surprise. Seeing a crowd massing, the pahtra shakes a little. But her nanites do slowly form into a guitar...
So, Tocti's not trained at all in it, but does have a guitar as one of her minor Gear Forms to possibly roll Instrumentalist at a (total) +2 If no one's better. Alternately, she's likely best as a backup dancer.

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Pocket protectors... What do nerds listen to?
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17
"Team huddle!" Gathering everyone together, Twila-5 begins the planning session. "I think the crowd will like (insert type of music the GM suggests here). Dr. Koob, looks like you're our best shot for the lead. Do you prefer vocals or percussion?" She produces her crow bar and some trapsmiths tools for a makeshift percussion set. "Unless there's a better option. I'm open to ideas."
Dancer +16, Composer +11, Stage effects +12

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"...Me? Are you sure? I guess I can try to lead with percussion." I was really skeptical at the thought of Koob being the best lead, but I guess he is the only one with a positive CHA.
Once everyone is ready, Koob does his best to produce an engaging rhythm, using a combination of tools borrowed from Twila and a buzz created with his wings.
Lead Instrumentalist: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Shirt re-roll (4 novas): 1d20 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 1 + 4 = 7

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Twila figures out that the scientists like celebral music with witty lyrics, and songs with scientific themes.
I get that this party might not be the best configuration for charisma-based checks, but the bonus to for using that hint above is huge, AND I'm at liberty to dosh out additional bonuses for good role-playing and creative solutions.
Bluepaw starts noodling some notes to buy time for the group, keeping the scientists interested. It seems that he's seeing this jam-off more as an amusing pasttime than that's he's actually interested in being competitive. Oh, and it looks like he has a friend, who is doing the singing for him. Is that fair? Does it matter?
♫ Should you be always
So rigid under stress?
Full of inertia
A center of mass ♫
♫ You go around charging
A drain as the source
You think you're immobile
But you're meeting
An unstoppable force ♫
♫ So just preserve your energy
There's no use to fight
It's like that in nature
The law is always right! ♫
♫ We are just opposite
A phase and a ground
You're locked in orbit
But what goes round comes around ♫
♫ Spooky and distant
Our spins have been tied
You're like a fermion
But this orbit is
Already occupied ♫
♫ So just preserve your energy
There's no use to fight
It's like that in nature
The law is always right! ♫

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Lapodie adds in some awesome lighting effects from backstage, then starting up the smoke machine on cue.
Engineering: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30

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Tocti provides very appropriate backup dancing, augmented by the cool lighting from Lapodie. The crowd seems to forget for a bit that Koob is just mashing things randomly.
Waiting for a roll from Twila, but you can already roll for round 2
---(Round 1)---
X Koob
S Tocti
S Lapodie
Twila
---(Round 2)---
Koob
Tocti
Lapodie
Twila
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Tocti keeps dancing like she's never danced before!
Acrobatics: 1d20 + 12 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 12 + 2 = 19
Koob (or anyone): have a particular tune in mind? I could try to filk something up for us to sing along to

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Round 1
Twila-5 whips out her datapad and takes a moment to jot down some lyrics, cobbling together various ideas she's heard from multiple people during her travels, then hands it to Dr. Koob.
“Cosmogony,” by Bjork
Heaven
Heaven's bodies
Whirl around me
Make me wonder
And they say back then our universe
Was an empty sea, until a silver fox
And her cunning mate began to sing
A song that became the world we know
Heaven
Heaven's bodies
Whirl around me
Make me wonder
And they say back then our universe
Was a cold black egg, until the God inside
Burst out and from its shattered shell
He made what became the world we know
Heaven
Heaven's bodies
Whirl around me
Make me wonder
And they say back then our universe
Was an endless land, until our ancestors
Woke up and before they went back to sleep
They carved it up into the world we know
Heaven
Heaven's bodies
Whirl around me
Make me wonder
And they say back then our universe
Wasn't even there, until a sudden bang
And then there was light, was sound, was matter
And it all became the world we know
Heaven
Heaven's bodies
Whirl around me
And dance eternal
Composer (Culture): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17
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Round 2
Giving her brain a break, she switches to gross motor skills. She leaps, tumbles, and spins in time to Dr. Koob's rhythm.
Dancer (Acrobatics): 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (13) + 16 = 29

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Tocti dances like a pahtra on fire, while Twila woos the crowd with a composition about the origin of the world and the legends associated with it. (Nice lyrical choice!)
After committing the lyrics to paper, she spends the rest of the performance dancing, with lends a dramatic touch to the stage.
It all hangs in the balance! Koob and Lapodie are up!
---(Round 1)---
X Koob
S Tocti
S Lapodie
S+ Twila
---(Round 2)---
Koob
P Tocti
Lapodie
S Twila
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Lapodie goes into overdrive with the lights, making the ceiling look like sparkling stars that whirl around into nebulas. She makes everything go pitch dark at the line "our universe wasn't even there," then comes back brightly with "and then there was light."
Engineering: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25

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If Koob were a mammal, he would begin to sweat as he pressure of the performance builds. To calm his nerves, he taps a button on his wrist, injecting himself with a custom cocktail of drugs to temporarily calm his nerves. Not sure why I didn't think of this before, but using a Basic Booster biohack to give myself a +2 enhancement bonus on the check.
Performing: 1d20 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 1 + 2 = 11

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And that Engineering check is enough for a win!
]A summer evening
He appeared with flash
It was a rainy thunder night
]I spoke to him
But him, not a word
A distant rolling thunder heard
]I don't know from where he came
He didn't have a word to say
Although I didn't know his name
His instrument gave him away!
]He is not the player of
The mouth harmonica
He doesn't play the drums
Or French Trombone
He's known simply only as
The guy with the saxophone
Bluepaw has no option but to admit the starfinders are their better when it comes to entertainment, so the Brenneri just plays his best hit
]I cannot tell you
For how long I waited there
My sense of time has long run out
The sun was gone
Leaving the front porch
And a star
And only silence sounding loud
]My feet were blue and
I was trembling like a reed
But from him not a single tweet
]I went back in
I closed the door
His silence eating
Through the floor
Peeked out the window
For an encore
]There, still standing still
Just like a statue of himself
Firmly gripping copper with his knuckles
He is like a genie
Granting wishes of good times
Only for a payment of some chuckles
]He is not the player of
The mouth harmonica
He doesn't play the drums
Or French Trombone
He takes a looong time to start
But still rocks very hard
So wait… for his part!
The brenneri proceeds to toot out an epic saxohphone solo, inviting the starfinders back on stage
And now, ladies and gentlemen, it is time to introduce this band of strangers that has kept up entertained this evening. Lights and drama, this woman does everything at once! Lapodie!
Dance like no-one is watching, but watching we were, the Pahtra of Polka, the Tiger of Tango: Tocti!!
Lyrics and text, the mastermind of this composition: Twila-5!!
And finally, on the mike, percussing with the sound of his wings, this guy is not a noob, Dr. Lakare Koob!!
]Then with a sudden crashing bang
The musical notes were done
The saxophone was gone!
With the loud crashing bang comes a bright blue flash and a puff of smoke. When the smoke clears, Bluepaw is gone, leaving only a small blue glowing device, one that the starfinders immediately recognise as a data tag.
The crowd goes wild, and shouts Encore! Encore! More! We want more!

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The loud chanting, dancing and cheering of the crowd has another effect. Remember the Galaxy’s Largest Ball of Twine? Well, it's now also the Galaxy's Largest freely rolling Ball of Twine. It thas unlodged itself from its pedestal, and is now rolling precariously in the direction of a rope bridge connecting the plaza with the - now empty - pedestal.
Even worse, there are four tourists still on the bridge, who add to the cheering by screaming in utter terror.
Diplomacy or intimidate to urge a tourist to move (separate checks for every tourist) or your can physically grab them as standard action. You probably have a few rounds before the ball crosses.
You probably also want to stop the ball before it reaches the plaza: create a barrier with engineering, or push it with athletics. You can also cut the ropes, though anyone still on the bridge would suffer for that.
Map updated!
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Twila
Koob
Tocti
Lapodie
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Tocti’s eyes widen. A ball of string…that’s dangerous! Not fun! All of the pahtra’s instincts fail her for a moment at this unfathomable situation.
But just a moment - she’s a Starfinder after all. Quickly starting to sprint down the bridge she yells as she does so - Move! Move!!You can take yourr picturres frrom the other side!
Move, then trying Diplomacy on the tourist next to her who’s closer to the twine
Diplomacy (via hireling): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
Unfortunately even with some pointers it comes across as more of a ‘charging snarling cat hissing at you’

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Koob grabs whatever is within reach and rushes over to the tourists, trying to erect a quick barricade to impede it's rolling.
Engineering: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (17) + 13 = 30
Move, then create a barrier.

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Dashing toward the tourists, Twila-5 starts grabbing and shoving the nearest one toward safety. "Run!"
Athletics: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20
They're moving too slowly, and that ball's going to pick up speed as it approaches the center of the sagging rope bridge. Energy surges through her synapses, the equivalent of adrenaline in her system.

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Tocti must be too distracted by the string to function effectively, but Koob is fast on his feet and creates a quite sturdy-looking barrier. Twila grabs a tourist, and gives the alarmed bystander a good shove.
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Twila (grabbed #1)
Koob
Tocti
Lapodie
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Lapodie tries to add on to Koob's barrier.
Engineering: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29

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lapodie works on strengthening, and it looks like it will be effective enough to stop the massive ball of twine from rolling onto the plaza.
The rope bridge is still at danger of collapsing, though, and these tourist really need to get off it! Twila has already grabbed one by the scruff of his neck ready to be dragged out, but there's two more that look like they might be hit by the tangled mass soon, and a third that is still completely oblivious to the danger.
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Barrier: OK
Tourists saved: 0/4
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Twila (grabbed #1)
Koob
Tocti
Lapodie
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Yelling not working, Tocti grabs one of the tourists and drags them away, hoping that seeing the commotion the other civilians may notice they too should move.
Grabbed #3. Does this slow Tocti’s move speed? And is there a check required? Moved her and #3 to where they’d be assuming above is ‘No’; if that needs to be adjusted let me know!

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You can move full speed with a tourist without a check.
The tourist is completely flabber-gasted by the pahtra yanking her by her arm, and just meekly follows along, only realizing the danger she was once on the plaza.
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Barrier: OK
Tourists saved: 1/4
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Twila (grabbed #1)
Koob
Tocti
Lapodie
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Twila-5 yells to get Oblivious Tourist #2's attention: "Hey! The bridge is going to collapse! Run!"
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22
Then she drags Oblivious Tourist #1 to the plaza before rushing back for another hapless bystander.
40 ft speed

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Twila-5 certainly pulls her weight, as well as a tourist off the bridge. Her shouting even convinces a second tourist that loitering around isn't going to lead to very good holiday picture, and after taking a quick snap runs off.
Only one tourist remains in danger.
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Barrier: OK
Tourists saved: 3/4
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Twila
Koob
Tocti
Lapodie
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