[BtG '26] Zero's 1-20: Magic Unleashed (Inactive)

Game Master Super Zero

Since its crash landing on the planet Akiton, the Wreck of the Returned has leaked volatile magic into the surrounding Sloughscar Hills. These effects have run the gamut from unseasonal storms, unnatural plant growth, and sudden bursts of magical energy to swaths of magically warped terrain, reality tears that transplant strange creatures, and regions of unstable reality that degrade matter entirely. In the ensuring months, these magical anomalies have become more frequent, more powerful, and more dangerous. When a sudden onslaught of magical catastrophes strikes all at once, First Seeker Sarmak dispatches teams of Starfinders to defend their allies, combat these threats, and counter this magical show of force with a concerted emergency response effort. When the dust settles, will the Starfinders stand strong and united? Or will they break under the magical assault?

This is an adventure in the ongoing Invasion's Edge metaplot.

The adventure begins as evening falls on Akiton, and many Starfinders are taking advantage, relaxing at outdoor tables as dinner winds down at the recently established Starfinder lodge in the Sloughscar Hills.

Go ahead and introduce your characters. You're encouraged to
describe what they’re eating or, if they’ve finished, how they plan to
relax and spend the night.

As the Sloughscar Hills are a dangerous place, it is generally understood that Starfinders will have their equipment on and ready at most times.

A male borai human relaxes in a hoverchair, enjoying the view outside. He takes a sip of tea, savoring the warmth of the liquid as it spreads through him.

"A warm tea and a relaxing view are a perfect combination." he says.

"Would you like some apari grubs to go with that tea? They're hot out of the fryer." The offer comes from Big Bite. A red-scaled, male ikeshti offers a portion of the contents of a platter to the borai. "I figured if an undead drinks, he probably still eats."

"These grubs can be deadly to obtain but are definitely tasty." Big Bite explains. "I figured if an undead drinks, he probably still has taste buds, too."

"I've got plenty left to cook. Got my fryer going outside this evening, which isn't the easiest thing to do in a thin atmosphere even before the sun goes down and the temperature drops." The reptilian Starfinder sighs.

"Growing up here on Akiton, my brood didn't get a chance to sample much from the planets beyond." He explains. "But, if I am to be a brood minder myself someday, there is no reason to repeat the past."

"While a brood of ikeshti young will eat any organic matter they come across, I would prefer my young to be well nourished and, perhaps, like me, develop some appreciation for some of the finer culinary choices."

Suddenly, the stars in the sky above begin to stretch, lines of light linking them in what first appears to be constellations come to life. As they join into distinct shapes, they shift and change, transforming into pieces, as if some celestial force took a jigsaw to the night sky. Moments later, the stars begin to fall!

This first magical reality warp is traumatic, inflicting Mental damage: 2d6 + 5 ⇒ (6, 6) + 5 = 17 to the PCs and all other Starfinders outside (DC 18 basic Will save); on a failure, a creature is additionally frightened 1 and can't reduce its Frightened condition during Rescue (frightened 2 on a critical failure).

First Seeker Sarmak (inquisitive male izalguun electrical engineer) bursts out of the Lodge, trying to reestablish order. He marshals Starfinders, sending Kiha (adventurous female ysoki rookie field agent), whom some of the team may have met on a previous mission, to organize a team putting out fires caused by the falling stars, and another group of agents to shore up damaged structures. “You,” Sarmak calls out to your team, “find and help any injured agents!”

Each PC can attempt a check to help their fellow Starfinders, using Perception to find injured agents, Medicine to Treat Wounds, or Diplomacy or Intimidation to calm or direct panicked survivors. The PCs
can substitute other skills for this check, so long as they can justify its use, but the DC may increase. Expending a resource such as a spell slot or a consumable can help.

Will: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

"That's unpleasant." Big Bite mutters, holding his head as reality changes around him.

Gathering his wits, he does his best to carry out the First Seeker's orders. Locating some disoriented agents nearby, the ikeshti shouts, "Get it together, Starfinders! Can't you see we are all in same frying pan?"

Intimidation: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

Previously…

It’s hard to miss bright violet hair anywhere where you see it, but the lashunta woman at the nearby table makes it look ever-so-normal, as if every perfectly styled lock and layer naturally fell into its position. The digimesh cutaways on her carbon skin armor hint at a landscape of creamy skin emblazoned with the occasional tattoo, as if offering clues about treasures to be found there.

She lazily stirs her drink, watching nothing, yet apparently aware of everything happening around her.

“I’ll try one, if you don’t mind.” She leans in and skewers some grubs on an appetizer fork — wait, did she have that in her hand before? — then nibbles at the hot delicacy.

“Ooo… they’re fresh all right! I’ll need a fresh drink before another sample.”

“I’m Tifkaetha, by the way, but most people call me Tiffi.” She smiles playfully and holds up an empty glass, waggling it in the air. “Another drink, either of you? A girl can’t indulge in deep fried grubs without a good chaser…”

And then… disaster!

Will save: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22 Success for half damage; takes 8 mental damage, 22 hp remaining

Her head snaps toward Sarmak’s voice, immediately taking in his instructions. “We’re on it!”

Tiffi turns back to her snack companions. “New business, guys. Let’s see who we can help… guess it’s a good thing we made our introductions before anything else happened! C’mon!!”

She steps onto a low wall at the edge of the patio. The extra height seems to give her even more authority. Her eyes jump from position to position around the wrecked patio and its crew of injured Starfinders. In a moment, she holds up her hands.

“Listen! We all just took some kind of crazy hit, but we need to focus. If you can move and walk on your own, help the person next to you. Hop to it, team!”

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

DC 18 Will Save: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13 (Failure, 17 mental damage and Frightened 1)

Ivan collapses to the ground as he watches the stars begin to fall from the sky. Shaken to his core, he forces himself back to his feet and stumbles toward cover. When First Seeker Sarmak eventually finds him crouched behind a large panel, Ivan can only offer a silent nod, still struggling to comprehend what he has just witnessed.

Spotting an injured Starfinder nearby, he focuses on something tangible and immediately sets to work treating their wounds.

Medicine: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22

"Do you understand what's happening?" he whispers, his voice barely audible.

Leading up to the incident ...

The silver-furred skittermander begins by introducing himself to all of you. His tone is even and unemotional in a way that is unlike most skittermanders you have met in the past, more like an android, as he says, "Greetings, nufriends! I am Flaxoniz. I would ask that you please notify me immediately if there are any needs with which I may assist you. Rest assured that I will evaluate the means of helping most expediently." Despite his more muted emotions and energy level, it is clear the enthusiasm he has for helping others remains consistent with other skittermanders you have run across in your travels.

Upon encountering Ivan, he says, "Ah, greetings friend Ivan the Scholar! I am glad to see you have survived since our last meeting, where we almost fell prey to the Corpse Fleet!"

The sky falls ...
Will save DC 18: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27
8 points damage

He is already in motion when Sarmak gives the command, looking for any fellow Starfinders who need assistance.

Medicine: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

The Starfinders have some mixed success.

While the Starfinders deal with the effects of the local reality warp, Society technicians confirm the source of the magical catastrophes is the Wreck of the Returned. In response, First Seeker Sarmak enacts emergency protocols, dispatching numerous teams of Starfinders in the region to counteract these magical effects, combat enemy monsters, and defend their allies in the field.

“The Wreck of the Returned is causing magical catastrophes all throughout the Sloughscar Hills, so I’m enacting emergency protocols. All available Starfinders are being dispatched into the field to help our allies, stabilize the regions, and counter these magical assaults. Your territory includes an Aspis Consortium camp, so start by checking in on them and providing help if it’s needed. Jax is in charge, if you can find her. Once you’ve done that, check your sector for more reality warps, and if possible, neutralize them. We don’t know how bad this is, so grab your gear and go. Some d-vees are prepped for you.”

The Starfinders have time to fully equip themselves (including buying additional gear if they wish), after which they can make their way to the d-vees, sturdy hover vehicles designed to endure Akiton’s deserts. Each can hold up to three human-sized or smaller creatures, so the team claims two of them.

There's also a supply cache waiting for them, with emergency supplies that weren't already used during the storm (so, based on your successes there). There's a tactical medkit, four commercial batteries, and four commercial medpatches.

The journey to the Aspis Consortium camp would normally take about 60 minutes, but the party is interrupted after about 20.
The next shift in reality is a time warp. The most immediately obvious effect is that the d-vees transform into archaic carriages pulled by robotic horses, but the Starfinders' own equipment also begins to warp. Their weapons begin to take on the appearance of primitive blades and bludgeons, while their armor slowly shifts into period dress from some pre-Gap era.

Each PC can attempt a skill check to negate the reality warp’s effects. A PC can attempt a Computers check to Operate Device to spur the robotic steeds out of the warp, a Crafting check to Repair to jury-rig fixes as the d-vees are transformed, a Piloting check to Drive the d-vees out of the warp area, a Performance check to inhabit the historic role and then segue it back into the present, or an Arcana, Nature, Occultism, or Religion check to magically reassert reality.

Ivan quickly transfers vitality from his network into himself to fully heal himself. He spends time to refill it before heading out for the mission. Before he goes, he picks one of the commercial medpatches and the tactical medkit.

Upon the arrival at the camp of Aspis Consortium, time is warped around that he needs to act quick by weaving his own magic to return everything to normal.
Occultism: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15

Big Bite attempts to spur the robotic steeds out of the temporal warp.
Computers: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

Flaxoniz eyes the tactical medkit, but lets Ivan claim it since he already has a commercial one. He does, however, take one of the commercial medpatches.

As the d-vees transform, Flaxoniz hooks his datajack into some interface somewhere and begins trying to adjust the protocols of the robotic steeds to spur them more quickly out of the zone.

Computers: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (7) + 11 = 18

Tiffi watches with wonder as the d-vees morph into robohorse-drawn carriages.

“Carriages and horsebots… I haven’t seen a setup like this since that holopark on Absalom Station. Looks well done; good details. Let’s see if we can coax this warp back to normality.”

She dives into a combination of improvised whooping and docent-style historical explanations to bridge the past with the present.

Performance: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

Big Bite and Flaxoniz, in particular, have a successful approach. They spur the horses foward, and the party quickly escapes the area of the anomaly. Things immediately return to normal.
At least half your party succeeds, so you escape quickly with no consequence.

About 20 minutes later, the Starfinders encounter something else. Ahead, a field of wickedly sharp-looking knives stick up out of the ground, buried point first as if they fell from the sky in a deadly hail. In their midst is a circle that is clear of blades, but contains the sliced-apart remains of some arachnid-like monstrosity. A small creature about the size of a house cat with ill-fitting gray skin peeks out from under the carnage, where it huddles whimpering in pain.

If the Starfinders wish to help the creature, they must calm or capture it first.
If you'd like to try, you can (in ascending order of difficulty), make a Nature check to Command an Animal, a Diplomacy or Performance check to soothe it, or an Acrobatics or Athletics check to capture it.

As the d-vees slow to a stop, Tiffi hops off and tries to get a better view of the whimpering creature.

“Well hello there… I’ve never seen anything quite like you before.”

She keeps friendly eyes forward on the creature while turning her head slightly to address the party. “Anybody know what this is? It sounds like it’s in pain. Maybe we could help it.”

Nature: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

"I have no idea what that creature is." Big Bite notes. The ikeshti scratches his scaly chin for a moment, then ponders aloud. "I wonder what it tastes like."

The reptilian Starfinder turns to the rest of the party and asks. "Shall I try to capture it?"

Nature: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21

Flaxoniz considers the creature, then glances to the others and says, "This creature is not normally native to this planet. It is called an ooranak, from the planet Nakondis, living in the mountaintops. It is a marsupial that sustains itself on electricity that they draw to their small prong horns."

He shakes his head at Big Bite. "I would see if we can perhaps calm it before we attempt more aggressive means."

I have electric arc ... Do I believe casting it on the creature will feed it rather than harm it? If so, I will do so, hopefully getting some sort of modifier ...

Flaxoniz holds his hands out calmly. "Greetings, little ooranak nufriend. I am Flaxoniz. Come with us and we will see that your wounds are tended to." Casting electricity arc if I think it'll help ...

Nature (Command Animal): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

Tiffi watches in amazement as Flaxoniz gently approaches the little creature.

“Wow… maybe I should learn more of this nature stuff. The best I had was an interpretive dance.”

Flaxoniz coaxes the creature by feeding it electricity, and soon has it entirely calm. The starfinders notice several strange glowing threads in the creature's wounds.

It's not badly hurt, and with proper care should make a full recovery and can be returned to its home.

The exhausted Ooranak is content to curl up in a backpack or other container. It's a bit heavy, but if one of the Starfinders carries it they might find its presence helpful.
It's 2 Bulk.

The blades also look like functional, if unusual, knives. Each Starfinder can collect one; they find that if they take a second, the first one they picked up returns to exactly where it was before they touched it.
You can each claim one advanced knife.

Arcana: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

"Seems that dead, spidery thing--likely a warpsticher--was trying to keep this morsel grounded in our reality." Big Bite says of the threads in the creature's wounds.

He picks up one of the knives and eyes the ooranak. "So? Do we want to take a nibble on this creature now? Or save it for later?"

“What!? No!!” Tiffi glares at Big Bite. “The little fellow is from another dimension. He needs time to rest… and we need to protect him.”

Tiffi kneels down and pulls a knife from the ground. Satisfied that it’s real and solid, she stows it with her gear, then gently lifts the creature and holds it for a moment.

“Uhhh… he’s a little heavier than he looks.”

She looks around the team then shrugs and maneuvers him into her pack. She carefully shoulders the pack again and resets the straps.

“Maybe we can take turns carrying him. I’ll take him first.”

Tiffi gives a pointed look at Big Bite, then turns back to the d-vees to continue the trip.

Tiffi gives a pointed look at Big Bite, then turns back to the d-vees to continue the trip.

The ikeshti sighs and follows back to the d-vees. Once aboard, he begins rifling through his backpack. "There has to be something around here that I can eat."

Ivan picks up a knife and inspects it. "This can be useful!" he says before keeping it.

Flaxoniz helps to make sure the Ooranak is safely stored for transport In Tifkaetha's pack, and then collects one of the knives with interest. He heads back to the d-vees to continue the mission.

There are no further interruptions until the Starfinders reach the Aspis camp, which seems pretty interrupted.

The sprawling Aspis Consortium camp is in a state of chaos. Flickers of flame compete with bright lights on stanchions to illuminate the terrifying scene. Cheap prefabricated shelters disassemble themselves in stop-motion flickers and then suddenly are restored to their previous status. An ysoki woman calls out orders—“For Abadar’s sake, stop panicking! Don’t just leave things! You can flee with your arms full!”—as Aspis agents rush to abandon the facility.

From somewhere inside, a telepathic message cries out, “Don’t leave me! I’m cornered in the infirmary!” The ysoki pauses for a moment, then returns to loading a hovertruck with artifacts and gear, apparently deeming the endangered employee less of a priority.

There's a massive lava creature pounding on the door to a building to the south can't miss it.

The doors are all open as Aspis agents have been fleeing, with the exception of the one between the two creatures at the bottom of the map. The walls are 15 feet high, and the DC to Climb them is 15. Any obstacles on the map other than buildings you can treat as difficult terrain.
The first time someone crosses one of the colored lines, please open this spoiler box:

All PCs' turns.
Initiative:
Tiffi
Ivan
Big Bite
Flaxoniz
Thermatrod
Reality Warp

Immediately in response to danger, Flaxoniz looks toward it, and holographic lines, equations, and shapes begin spiraling around the scene, providing information and telemetry about the unfolding event and its consequences to anyone whose mind is open to interpreting it.

◇ Quantum Pulse - Quantum field dropped onto the map ... The center has to be within 100 feet of me, so I dropped it at 95 feet to be on the safe side and to overlap with the lava thing.

"There is a person in danger. The Aspis will not aid them, so it is up to us. Let us go, Starfinder nufriends!" He advances toward the commotion, and then brings up his hand, causing the holographic information within his quantum field to adjust and update in real time.

◆◆ Stride x2
◆ Sustain Quantum Field - Moving it slightly to fully enclose the creature. From my analyst paradox, I get a free recall knowledge. I'm assuming this thing is a Nature check.

Recall Knowledge (Nature): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22
Looking for best/worst save, followed by resistances/immunities/etc. (although I have guesses on this one).

“Right behind you, Flaxoniz!”

Tiffi moves to close the distance.

Triple move.

Will: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 8 + 1 = 29 Added the +1 for the ooranak

Woot! Good time for a nat 20!

"What's going on?!?" Big Bite asks as he sees the others rush in the direction of the creature. The short ikeshti moves his scaly legs quickly in an effort to keep up.
Stride x3

Ivan tries to assess the situation first, making sense of things that go destroyed and restored.
◆ Recall Knowledge about Reality Warp?

He follows the others
◆ Stride
DC 20 Will Save: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12 Critical Failure: As failure, except the triggering creature must roll every check twice.

He feels something is really wrong with everything around him that he conjures a shield to protect himself.
◆ Shield (+1c to AC)

I'll just roll with Tiffi triggering it.

Tifkaetha's timeline begins to blip and reset every few seconds. She rolls with it, and uses the unpredictability to her advantage.
Tiffi can reroll the first check she attempts during her turn each round.

Unfortunately, so does everything else in part of the camp.
Area A3 (Blue) begins to flicker. No immediate effect, but it may be dangerous to linger in a flickering region.
Only the first creature to enter needs to make the initial save, so no penalty for Ivan there.

Flaxoniz determines that the creature's strong point is... not its mental defenses.
Weakest save Will.

Ivan isn't quite sure what to make of the Reality Warp.
Though you know it's a hazard, and can be Disabled as a two-action activity. Do attempt to Disable you must be in the affected area, and you aren't certain which skill(s) would be appropriate.

The Starfinders approach, but for the moment the lava creature can ignore them. Which it does, smashing in the infirmary door to reveal its panicked target, ahandsome emerald-skinned lashunta with long auburn locks and a majestic beard. It's about to kill me! his telepathic voice shouts into nearby minds.

The time-warped terrain looks, for just a moment, even more warped. Then it snaps back to normal, but the area closer to the creature starts to look time-warped instead. A small insect buzzing by vanishes and repeats the last several seconds of its flight. And then it does so again.
Area: 1d5 ⇒ 5 Area A5 (Green) is affected now. No immediate effect, but it might be dangerous to linger in the area.

All PCs' turns.
Initiative:
Tiffi (reroll first check each turn and take better)
Ivan
Big Bite
Flaxoniz
Thermatrod
Reality Warp

Big Bite rushes toward the strange phenomenon.
Stride x3

Tiffi rounds the corner and takes aim.

1 action: Stride 25’
2 actions: Weakening Shot to aim and shoot

Weakening Shot: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 30 Shooting with semi-auto pistol
Damage if hit: 1d6 + 1d4 ⇒ (6) + (2) = 8 Piercing plus precision from aim.

Creature is Clumsy 1 on a hit, Clumsy 2 on a crit

If that's a crit, here's the damage roll. Also, the creature is Clumsy 2 on a crit.

Crit damage if appropriate: 1d6 + 1d4 ⇒ (2) + (3) = 5 Piercing plus precision from aim.

Apologies for the belated post… I’m still getting used to the new system. That’s what I get for not learning Pathfinder all those years ago. :)

The good news, or possibly the bad news, is that Tifkaetha certainly has its attention now.
Don't forget you get to roll twice and take the better--although it doesn't matter this time because that's a crit already.

Ivan and Flaxoniz's turns.
Initiative:
Tiffi (reroll first check each turn and take better)
Ivan
Big Bite
Flaxoniz
Thermatrod AC <21, -16 HP (Clumsy 2 until Tiffi's EoNT)
Reality Warp

Thanks for the reminder about the double roll ability. I read it, thought "oh, that's cool", and promptly forgot to do it.

I was also at Origins so a little behind ...

I didn't think about the hazard. I could have used my analyst paradox benefit so that the DC 22 Nature check last turn applied to both the creature and the hazard (assuming they are "related" which seems reasonable).

Flaxoniz begins calibrating the holographic information within his quantum field.

◆ Isolated Spell Matrix - sustains quantum field (anchoring trait), which means I get a free Recall Knowledge

Recall Knowledge (Nature): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26
Targetting both the creature and the hazard. On the hazard, obviously trying to figure out what skills disable it. I'm assuming the magic skills will work. For the creature, trying to figure out any special attacks/defenses.

As the symbols spin around, Flaxoniz's voice manifests somehow from within the quantum field, saying forcefully, "Lay down!"

◆◆ Cast a Spell: command - spell extended to within the quantum field by Isolated Spell Matrix - DC 19 Will save

Ivan follows allies now in purple area.
◆ Stride

"Everything's flickering!" he tells the obvious and then launches force missiles at the hostile creature.
Force Barrage: 2d4 + 2 ⇒ (4, 4) + 2 = 10 force damage
◆◆ Force Barrage (R1)

Flaxoniz determines that the warp in reality can be counteracted by magically reinforcing Akiton's reality--or just by imposing one's own will over it, though that would be slightly more difficult. It might be possible to predict where it will happen next.

As for the creature, it's a thermatrod. It's so hot that just being near it can burn things. It can also spray molten slag, encasing creatures and hindering them as well as burning them.
Arcana, Nature, Occultism, or Religion, or Intimidation at a slightly higher DC. Must be in the affected area to Disable it. You can take an action and attempt a Perception check to determine the area it will effect next.
Thermatrod Will: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19

The thermatrod is unaffected by Flaxoniz's spell, though the barrage of magical missiles from Ivan certainly catch its attention. It's really not looking very good.

The lump of lava lumbers over towards Tifkaetha, smacking her with a massive fist, though she evades the backswing. Just being this close, she can feel the heat radiating from it.
◆ Stride
◆ Strike Fist: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22 Hits Tiffi for bludgeoning damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7 plus 1d6 persistent fire
◆ Strike Fist: 1d20 + 10 - 5 ⇒ (8) + 10 - 5 = 13
Tiffi is now in its aura and will take fire damage: 1d6 - 2 ⇒ (6) - 2 = 4 at the start of her turn, DC 15 basic Fort

Space twists violently over to the south. It looks like it would be rather painful to be there. But then it abruptly returns to normal, and the area to the east starts flickering instead.
Nobody is in the green area, so nobody is affected by the warp.
New area: 1d5 ⇒ 3 A3, the blue area. Nobody is there currently.

All PCs' turns.
Initiative:
Tiffi 23/30 HP (reroll first check each turn and take better, 1d6 persistent fire, DC 15 basic Fort vs 4 fire)
Ivan
Big Bite
Flaxoniz
Thermatrod AC <21, -26 HP (Bloodied, Clumsy 2 until Tiffi's EoNT)
Reality Warp (A3, Blue)

"Let me see if I can shut down this trippy magic before we try and tackle that thing!" Big Bite moves into the affected area and tries to fix reality.
Step into blue zone
Arcana to Disable: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26

Waiting to see the effect of Big Bite's disable before I decide on my action ...

Fortitude save vs fire damage
Fort save 1: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Fort save 2: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20

I'll apply the 20 to her Fortitude save.

Tiffi then waits to see what happens with Big Bite’s disable attempt

Big Bite reasserts reality, and the world around him stops warping.

Somewhat unfortunately,, so does Tifkaetha.
Successful Disable, which shuts down the hazard. And also ends the benefit for critically succeeding at the initial save.

Tiffi, Ivan, and Flaxoniz's turns.
Initiative:
Tiffi 21/30 HP (1d6 persistent fire)
Ivan
Big Bite
Flaxoniz
Thermatrod AC <21, -26 HP (Bloodied, Clumsy 2 until Tiffi's EoNT)

Tiffi shoots the creature again, then steps away so she can deal with her flaming armor before she’s cooked alive.

Tiffi is a Skirmisher operative, so her ranged Strikes with one-handed ranged weapons don’t trigger reactions that are triggered by a ranged attack.

2 actions: Weakening Shot to aim and shoot
1 action stride northeast (taking her burning condition with her)

Weakening Shot: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 30 Shooting versus clumsy 2 AC with semi-auto pistol
Damage if hit: 1d6 + 1d4 ⇒ (5) + (4) = 9 Piercing plus precision from aim.
Double damage if crit: 1d6 + 1d4 ⇒ (3) + (2) = 5 Still more piercing plus precision from aim.

Creature is Clumsy 1 on a hit, Clumsy 2 on a crit

The lava creature collapses as Tiffi shoots it. The lava spreads, but quickly starts to harden and cool.

Though you probably want to deal with your persistent fire damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4, Flat Check: 1d20 ⇒ 3

Ivan, and Flaxoniz's turns.
Initiative:
Tiffi 17/30 HP (1d6 persistent fire)
Ivan
Big Bite
Flaxoniz

◆ Stride

Flaxoniz steps forward, saying, "Stand still. I will assist you!" As he does so, he pulls a canister from his belt.

◆ Interact: Draw fire extinguisher

He blasts a shot of fire-suppressing foam at the flaming lashunta.

◆ Interact: Activate fire extinguisher

Counteract check (if this counts as magical fire): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

"Aid successful," he assesses, as the quantum field collapses.

Tifkaetha holds out her arms and does a few turns in the cloud of extinguisher foam.

“Oh, yeah… so… good… thank you!!!” She giggles with relief as the cooling sweeps over her.

Ivan — Can you put some HP into Tiffi from your vitality network, please? She’s down 13 — 17 left of 30 total.

Yes, sure!

Ivan quickly augments Tiffy's life from his vitality network.
◆ Transfer Vitality, +10 HP to Tiffy

He also smothers the flame with a blanket he has drawn from a nearby shelf.
◆◆ Assisted Recovery
Survival?: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19

Thank you, Ivan!!

With that resolved, the trapped lashunta emerges and thanks the Starfinders profusely. Some of them may recognize Snyllen, who has been rescued by agents of the Starfinder Society before (Starfinder Society Scenario #1-09: Abduction).

Though he’s pompous, ingratiating, and weaselly, prone to taking credit for the work of others, he’s not ungrateful after Starfinders have saved him for a second time.

“Starfinders!” he exclaims with a broad grin. “We have to keep meeting like this. I know I’m hard to resist, but I feel like I’m in danger whenever you’re around. Fortunately, I know I can always count on you to pull me out of it!”

Jax looks both impressed and grateful—though she’d never admit it. As she flees in the back of a hovertruck, she calls “Consider us even!” and throws a bag of gear off the back of the truck for the Starfinders. It contains a radiant star mote, a ghost killer weapon upgrade, and two advanced frag grenades. After a pause, she additionally throws a second bag containing two 3rd-rank spell gems of force barrage and an uplifting aeon stone.

For the moment, it seems that nothing is wrong.
You have a bit of time to rest and recover, if you'd like.