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Had a great time for my first PBP game.

Thanks everyone for putting up with my ability to only post in the mornings before work.

Allut grumbles, "Well at least it's not starboard. I'll get you what I can this PCU doesn't give me a lot of work with."

Divert Energy to Shields DC: 13: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23
Success.
1 into Starboard
4 into Port

Allut is about to flip to doing something like diverting energy to weapons, but again the starboard shield goes down. "You know we have more shields than just starboard!" he yells as he once again diverts energy.

Divert Energy to Shields - DC: 13: 1d20 ⇒ 14
Oops forgot the plus 9 so it is really 23.
Success. 5% of 150 PCU is 7. So drop all 7 points in starboard shield.

Boon Roll: 1d20 ⇒ 20

Thanks all on the correction

Round 3

After Krara's intimidate Allut mumbles something Akitonian a curse by the inflection, but he does seem to preform a little better. He decides to keep up the shields so he won't have to start fixing the ship.

Moving power to shields. Using Krara's +4 bonus from intimidate action.
Divert Energy to Shields - DC: 13: 1d20 + 9 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 9 + 4 = 27
Success. 5% of 150 PCU is 7. So drop all 7 points in starboard shield.

Round 2 - Before Engineering Phase

Allut unstraps himself. While moving quickly to engineering he says, "It's scanned the data is in the computer moving to engineering."

Round 2 - Engineering Phase

Getting down to Engineering he heads to the shield generator and tries to reinforce the shields.

Divert Energy to Shields - DC: 13: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17
Success. Only 1 point in starboard due to having divide the 5% of PCU value. Others stay at max.

Over the coms Allut asks, "Okay we want more shields, piloting, or gunnery?"

Allut sits in the bridge and says, "Well that went well..." just as the message comes from station security, he hisses out, "Nope never mind" as he moves quickly to the computer terminal and starts a scan.

Scanning Enemy Ship: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

Sure. I'll flip to Engineering after a quick scan.

Allut breathes a sigh of relief it seems they got the data without triggering any security issues. He smiles and admits he kind of agrees with Krara. Envar, while an obnoxious idiot, has some of his sympathy.

Going back to the ship sounds good

Allut taps into the computer system and tries to put up some warnings if Envar feeds them incorrect data.. something very possible just due to his spotty memory or just they are getting Envar's answers that may not be his Mother's.

Hopefully the warnings will give them a second chance without triggering the security.

Computers: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26

Allut moves over towards Sorry and waits for Envar to be distracted and glances over his shoulder. Looking at the flow of code on the screen he tries to help.

Aid on Computers: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13 Aid succeeded +2 to Soryn if GM allows.
He thinks towards Soryn, Flip the encoding on the 3rd register.

Allut nods to Daimus thanks and then thinks back, "Yea agreed. I am amazed he's lived this long."

He listens and smiles when Soryn is able to convince Envar to take them to the executive suite but feels a little bad that may fall back on the kid.

Allut keeps where he is but can't help but boggle at Envar and the man not realizing what is happening. One day he's going to get himself killed, he thinks to himself as he decides to hit the other elemental with his magic missile as he knows those will hit the target unlike his last energy ray.

Not Moving so firing 3 magic missles.
Magic Missle 1: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Magic Missle 2: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Magic Missle 3: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Allut keeps his distance from the elementals as he hears his companions talk about the heat and take damage.

He then fires his energy ray again at the creature tweaking the spell to again throw cold energy aiming at the most damaged enemy.

Moving Back 10 ft
Energy Ray (Cold) vs EAC): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Allut gives Soryn a look of resignation as he says to 'hide the weapons'. 'Not my talents...' he thinks to himself as he gives it a shot to hide his laser pistol.

Slight of Hand: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12

He looks down at his shirt covering the pistol and hopes that is good enough as the group enter the elevator and head upwards.

Letting Soryn manage their charge he starts to look around the room seeing if he sees anything interesting.

Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17

Allut looks over the grid and is about to give Qwyn some advice but he sees the pilot pull a maneuver and gives a slight whistle in appreciation not thinking his comments are needed.

Allut walks over to the table and looks at the game field.
He glances at the various ships and tries to help Qwyrn with a strategy.

Int Check to aid.
Int Check: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

He smiles, well as much as that lizard face can smile, and says, "Left squad thre spaces right that group of ships is right on the port side when in that formation."

Allut slightly nods at Soryn. Neither strength nor wits are really good for him. He'd be better at something with computers or something that can use his intellect. Still better to end this peacefully as a bar fight is sure to stir up security interest.

Allut goes to the bar and orders a basic drink and gets it from the bartender when he turns and hears The Ysoki. He is about to sip the drink when he sees Evanr... Well Envar being an idiot brat, and sees the bodyguards move.

Allut puts the drink down and gets ready to do something, his eyes tracking the rest of the party to see if this is going to a fight or a negotiation.

Allut travels along listening to the endless stream of talk from Envar putting together than Envar's problems go far beyond just being on some random assortment of drugs.

Walking into the bar with the group Allut listens to the android request their weapons. Deciding that others are better at talking he waits for them to speak up but he does think across the link, "I have a feeling this guy is being kept here less for his skills and more for his Mother to keep an eye on him."

Allut stays quiet but kind of nods as he puts up his pistol and walks towards the group so he can listen.

In response to Soryn he thinks, "Yea. He said we fought 2 of them... he seeing double? What is he on?"

Allut stays where he is nice and far from the cres-eater. He continues to fire his laser pistol at the creature, thinking to hold onto his spells for later.

Laser Pistol vs Crest-Eater: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

His shot goes wild.

Tries to put a look on his face like the small lizard is a seasoned warrior. It's more comical than anything, but he is a starfinder and he knows how to fight.

He first looks at the creature and tries to figure out what it is and what they all should be concerned about. He mutters, No couldn't be something natural had to be magic based."

Mysticism DC 13: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14

For a second he thinks he has no idea what it is but then he remembers it. He thinks across the mind link, "Got it. It's a crest-eater. They feed on bone. They either just rip off limbs to eat the bone or use their venom to dissolve the bone inside the body."

He then looks at the crowd and decides to impress the crowd. He does a couple of flips and quick movements while using token spell to shed light around him colored to make him.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

Allut looks at Soryn after his comment saying, <b>I keep getting told that.</b>

He stands in the back letting the more talky people take lead just trying to look like the magic support of the team.

Allut looks up at Soryn at his comment on picking up some tips. "Um Yea..." not really used to being the center of attention he focuses on the fake ID.

Computers check for Daimus' fake ident with aid from Soryn: 1d20 + 9 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 9 - 2 + 2 = 25

The small lizard takes Daimus' Starfinder profile and starts to disect it, flip it, and obscure details. "Okay it's set."

A small smile appears on his face as he looks at the work, "Yea I'm ready." as he shuts down the computer rig and grabs his gear.

@GM Blazej - Heads up for disclosure (as I don't think I've said this).
I have ran this scenario quite a few times have not played it. So overall I'll be taking a backseat on planning.

In the back Allut sits a small Ikeshti with green and red skin. Slowly absorbing the mission briefing from Historia 7. He stays quiet trying to avoid calling attention to himself more used to the quiet of a magicomp lab and less to active field research.

He smiles a little as he pulls up his system the holograms in front of him showing his ui. He finally pipes up, "Things based on our real Ids would be easier to fake. Um.. I'm Allut."

Computers: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25 A few clicks and his ID shows up now hiding all Starfinder affiliation.

"Hopefully that will make it through a background check. I can help someone else if needed? Damius I can work on yours if Soryn dose not have it. As for the ship I always think speed is better than the heavy shields as it's easier to run."

Player Name: LukeMc (huntsfromshadow)
Character Name: Allut
Class (class, level, theme): Technomancer Lvl 2, Biotechnician
PFS ID: 48026 - 703
Starting reputation with your slotted faction: 9
Starting reputation with Dataphiles factions (if not slotted): 0
Downtime Activity (with roll, if applicable): No Day Job

What starship position would you be suited to take? (Engineer, Pilot, Science Officer, Gunner, Captain): Science Officer(Computers +9)
Other relevant info the GM should know:

Boons slotted for this scenario (You can change what you slot after I run the briefing for the adventure)
- Promotional: Starfinder Shirt
- Starship: Star Monster Slayer (1-12 Ashes of Discovery)

Okay profile updated.
I put the sheet in Mythweavers, and I added a quick post
to the gameplay thread.

Let me know if there is anything else I need to do.