[SFS] 6-13 The Beginning of the End (Inactive)

Game Master Kludde

Cavaler does his best to help out.

"Press Ctrl Alt Delete at the same time. That should bring up the override controls."

Computers (Aid Another): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23
Computers (Aid Another): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14

Fussoa bolts to the next one. And to the next one if permitted.

engineering 1: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (8) + 19 = 27
engineering 2: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (13) + 19 = 32

(Not including aids in case it might be easier to track)

Shaq whoops when Twila drops the last guy. He's glad to see that his ability to absorb all that energy helped keep her up, but he's actually happier that she got the kill shot. She seemed to be struggling, and he hoped she got some of her confidence back. Just like those kids at the schools. Sometimes they just need a small success to get 'em back on the right path.

He follows the others as they take the lead on the tech stuff knowing he's not much help. But even if he's not, he knows a guy - well, a kid, really - who is. He comms Melvin, one of the nerds that follows Shaq's adventures online, and asks for a little help.

Hireling, Air Another Mysticism : 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10
Hireling, Air Another Mysticism : 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24

"Thanks, Melvin. Hey, stay on the line in case we need more help. ... Yeah, I'll upload the vids later. You guys are gonna love how me and this little dinosaur took out these robots out here. ... Yeah, a dinosaur, craziest thing ever!"

Nikko takes a stab at helping Fussoa with the Engineering tasks.

Engineering Aid: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Engineering Aid: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

"Perfect - just enough."

mysticism, with aid from Shaq's hireling: 1d20 + 18 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 18 + 2 = 25

healing for Twila-5: 3d8 ⇒ (3, 3, 5) = 11

There's no time to revel in the victory, but Twila-5 breathes a grateful sigh of relief that she is still alive. "Thanks, Nikko!" Twila-5 gasps, then dashes over to help disarm the weapon.

Computers (if it's still needed): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (4) + 12 = 16

Without further incident, Fussoa shuts down the machinery. Immediately, the tremors cease, the shaking stops, and the earth returns to rest, leaving only the residual cracking of some rubble. Fussoa barely stands her ground, then wipes the system with a flick of the wrist, rendering the disaster machine permanently inoperational.

As the group emerges from the university building, the infosphere is flooded with news reports: BREAKING! Order of the Dawning Fate Thwarted! Conspiracy to destroy Izdria stopped! Valiant effort between Datch and Starfinder Volunteers! Unprecedented collaboration between Datch and Starfinders!

There's also a private data package, from Datch personally:

Consider this my final gift to you and your Society. This contains everything you’ll need expose the Order of Dawning Fate and to deal with Zhaneni. She’s a powerful precog, but she’s been using a finitrium machine to amplify her powers for nearly a century and, while it’s her greatest strength, her overreliance on it is a grave weakness. If you can destroy that thing, you might have a chance. You’ll find the blueprints enclosed. You’ll understand if I choose to sit this one out.

Best of luck, Starfinders. For all our sakes.

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After returning to Absalom Station, Celita is grateful during the debrief Your timely intervention and quick thinking has saved countless lives. I'll also make sure to send a team to Izdria to identify the location of the finitrium deposits, so that they don’t fall into the possession of the Order of Dawning Fate.

I'm sure it was a difficult decision to trust Datch, but I'm confident the trade was worth it — even if not everyone at the Society might agree.

As the group leaves the debrief, Zigvigix approaches I'd like to personally thank you for all the help to the citizens of Izdria! Rest assured that I'll send a team to help the city recover and rebuild. If you want to join, there's place to join the effort...

Mission complete! Thanks all for playing, please roll day jobs, and I'll report and return with chronicles!

Nikko ends up treating the team (& the random passing Starfinder) to a meal of their creation. Vids of the process & shameless nods to the sponsors are what generate the assorted funds.

Profession Experimental Gastro-Chef: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (20) + 17 = 37

That's 37x2 base (74) then x3 for Known Quality (222 credits).

The offerings are exquisitely scrumptious & the reactions of random Starfinders are a big hit with Nikko's fans.

Day Job: Politician: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (6) + 22 = 28

Cavaler holds a press conference to announce the success of the mission and the key role the Starfinder Society played in it.

After taking a day off to recuperate from her near-death experience, Twila-5 checks in to her normal, boring, safe job as an electrician.

Day Job (electrician): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16

Shaq says goodbye to the team and thanks everyone for a job well done. He's especially thankful to Nikko for the most amazing meal he's ever eaten, and hopes to see Twila again. He heads back to the temp agency and finds yet another school counselor job

Day Job, professional equipment (food-stained out-of-fashion tie): 1d20 + 12 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 12 + 5 = 22

... until he gets fed up with the little brats and disintegrates three lunch-room tables. And the lunches thereupon. Then it's back to the Pathfinders for the next mission where he doesn't get fired for punching things.

Fussoa says goodbye as well by showboating as usual on her enercycle.
Bah, I have a few bikes I need to fix first...

machinist: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (18) + 19 = 37

Another order founder in the bag! she says with pride.

And as usual, thank you Kludde for GMing this scenario!

Delea quickly checks that the other team members are OK after the mission, and then retires for quiet contemplation.