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Zuza also works on the problem.
Jock moves closer to the group of pirates. They aren't quite close together enough for him to hit more than one with his stellar cannon, but he aims into the med bay to hit the one taking cover in there.
Ra'uf slices into the demon once more.
Ra'uf shifts closer to the last demon before attacking it twice.
Ra'uf slices through another swarm, scattering the few remaining tiny demons; they won't get far on their own. He also badly hurts the wounded big one, and shakes off the venom.
Hits and destroys it.
◆ Strike Red Hit.
◆ Strike Red Critical failure
Critical Success
Jazz moves way from the swarm. He attempts to interfere with the hazard, but is not successful.
Sanity heals Grizzi and starts to dismantle the magic
Ra'uf pushes himself upright and then attacks the cultists in front of him.
Jazz moves up and shocks the bones. It is somehow both more and less effective then might be expected.
BakBat and Agoni's turns.
Deosil casts a spell to empower Zooska's weapon, and another to protect himself.
Seelah closes with the ogre, keeps her shield up, and attacks.
Deosil casts a spell to empower the Pathfinders, before directing electricity at the damaged shrew and the ogre.
Seelah drinks.
And tries to build on what Zooska started.
With encouragement from the others, High in the Mountain continues her efforts.
Identify local wildlife: Success, no change
"...but posting a recording of the entire thing to the public infosphere is okay, right? But then how will everyone see how cool I am? I mean--we--oh... fine."
"Ooh! Being thanked sounds nice. Delays getting to an infosphere, though. And we do have these shoes or whatever to deliver. Think of the poor fashionistas!"
"Oh for--it's out there? The whole reason I stayed by the airlock--okay, I'm coming!" Oh, it's on the side. And with their magboots, Dae doesn't need to stay near the ladders, either. Score! Clanging as their boots grip the metal that is (thankfully) (apparently) under the foliage, they advance on the creature. "Your larvae didn't like fire very much. I'm guessing you--and we're in space, and you don't have a helmet with a comm. You can't hear me. Don't you need to brea--can't hear me, right." Hopefully they still sound cool on the recording. Next, they lash out with their ribbon of light, which bursts into bits of flame that cling to the creature. Unfortunately, doing so expends their stellar energy and their light goes out.
Dae will go with him if requested, but otherwise stand watch near the airlock. "I do have magboots, but... on these bioships, would they even work? I think the frame is still mostly metal, but with all those huge leaves between you and the actual hull..."
"So, uh, does anyone know how to extract radioactive material from the Drift engine? I'll document." Dae downloads the message from the unstable ghost of the haunted, possessed startship onto their comm. It's probably fine.
"Extreme. But effective--and exciting! Is there anyone or anything left that we might need to evacuate, Captain? Or can you confirm that all hands are... uh, lost?"
"Hey, hey now, looks like you already did all you could. But we're not your enemies, we're here to help. Got here too late for you, maybe, but do you know if there are any other crew members alive? What else can we do to help you?" A real ghost. Neat! Wait, do ghosts show up on cameras?
"Oh good, everything got away."
Dae grimaces--but makes sure to get a good shot. "So apparently 'characteristics' includes skeletons. And we're at least one crew member down, though I guess we already knew that. What else did they expose it to? And why?" They nod. "Flamethrower. Yeah, no, yeah, I'm with you. I need a few minutes before I can do the supernova again, but I can do this." Their solar armaments begin to shine with light once more, and they hurl their mote of starlight at the eggs.
Dae already has their solar weapon in-hand, but in an instant they're lined with a protective light and have another mote of sunlight floating just above their off-hand. They mostly avoid the shriek. "Fire, you said? I've got fire--but you're kinda in the way! 'Scuse me!" Dae pushes past Flavius and then clambers over the grubs to reach the corner. Not the best place to be, but it's just far enough from their allies--solar flame bursts out from them. In its aftermath, their solar armaments seem to have gone dark.
"Oh good, whatever did this eats plants." Dae looks over their companions with some concern. "Humans aren't plants, right? I failed bio." They also look at the grubs with distaste. "Do we... squish them? Vote now--oh, no infosphere here. Nobody's gonna see this for weeks. Nevermind."
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"Sorry, I don't know anything about that kind of tech. I'll just keep recording, yeah?" Dae holds up the shining ribbon of light that is their solar weapon. "I'll just keep you safe from the beastie. And maybe any surviving crew... Anybody got any idea how long ago this happened? I got some cheap medpatches, but I suspect we're at least too late to help this one."
The Tin Wizard stands. Marcella said something about tangling it up, but it was so close already that slowing it down doesn't seem that helpful. But it is made of metal, so maybe... he hurls a bolt of lightning at the armor instead.
"Uf. I can't--Hellpup's the only one who can do healing magic!" The Tin Wizard hurries over, pulling out one of his healing potions and feeding it to the pup.
The objects are difficult to damage, but is their master? The Tin Wizard forms a shield of force before himself, then flicks a spare bolt of it towards the guardian... while retreating to a more, ahem, defensible position.
"Oh, I do so hate to burn a book. But for you I'll make an exception." The Tin Wizard steps back, and blows a blast of fire onto the two animated objects in front of him.
"Blackmail?" says the Tin Wizard, looking at some papers on a desk, "Why threaten to release it when we can just do it? I don't think there's anything else I want out of Vreen, and making demands may be dangerous. If we expose multiple crimes and help multiple victims, he won't know it was us." He looks up from the papers. "Tax fraud, I think. The fiend!"
"Look at this filing system. Atrocious! Why wouldn't he use the floor? It's the largest shelf!"
"Oh yes, I definitely see exactly what you did wrong, Marcella," says the Tin Wizard who barely understands what Marcella was even trying to do, "but no time for subtlety--knock it in if you please, Mx. Killstuff!"
"I've been studying wards like this, y'know..."
"We need to try to figure out the layout, too. Let's see, if that sitting room was there and all that noise is probably coming from the dining room, then..."
The Tin Wizard moves forward, and tries again with a magically-hurled object, directing a book to fly off the shelf and strike.
Seeing Marcella easily dismiss one of the bats, the Tin Wizard concludes that this situation does not necessitate his more powerful magic. He moves his staff in the direction of the writing desk, and then directs it towards the assailant. The inkwell follows the indicated trajectory and assaults him back.
Peeking around the corner for any sign of danger, the Tin Wizard looks at the writing desk for anything that looks important. It probably won't be that easy.
"I think we may be best served avoiding notice as much as we can. Our best weapon is that we're unexpected. That said..." The Tin Wizard tries out one of his newly mastered actual magic spells, casting a protective shell around himself. Hopefully. It hasn't been tested.
"I also think it unlikely they've bothered him since we saw him last. Well, being stuffed in a crate was not an especially good time, but I must hand it to Marcella: It was effective."
Bob strikes at the Hound harrassing him.
Blainn casts a spell.
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