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Nature +2 and Religion +1, both are Untrained; I'll go with Orrin for the sap or Chikamin for sheer damage output

Wei watches the trail, taking in the signs of the caravans passing. "Do you think this would be enough to angry the kami? Broken plants and discarded items?" As the form materializes before the group, he pauses and scans the tree lines for other apparitions.

I'm back, post is up in game play. :)

Is it possible to conceal the flag on someone? Since I deactivated it, can I reactivate the beacon?

"Good idea Frank, I can try to hide the flag on you. I'm willing to activate the beacon on me, then keep running and hiding. Keep them off balance." While he waits for other input, "Frank if you're on flag duty - we have two Commando serums, you should use one."

serum, +2Acro/Athlet and +1/2level bonus HP; do we have any other surprise gear that can help?

Taking actions shortly, just want to know about the beacon first.

Smek rolls the beacon around in his paw, "Hey, if I can reactivate this,"his whiskers quiver and he grins, "Maybe we could attach it to something else? Maybe Rose's drone, send them on a merry chase? Or something more... Disabling?" He roots around the items left behind by Zo!'s surprises, "Someone have a spare sticky bomb, riot grenade, anything really..."

*Peers into the cyberwebs making sure no posts are hiding...

Perception/DC 20: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

"Thanks for the gifts, the meteorite was clever! Exploding skeletons, fireworks? Always a surprise Zo!."

Smek brushes off the dust and ashes of combat, "Well, Starfinders are no strangers to conflict. But that. That was INTENSE." He looks at the bits and parts strewn about, "I hope we didn't accidently hurt any of the crew?"

Perception (Breakroom)/DC 20: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21
Sense Motive/DC 20: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

Smek points quickly to the drone leaving the room, "Seems like our competition is moving off camera too."

Smek watches Datch leave, "Not sure about her being a friend, but definitely someone to watch," and then raise a curious eyebrow at the exchange between Rose and Zez'ka. He places the tidbit he took back on the table, and chooses not to eat.

He turns briskly to Zo!, "Yup, she even seemed to have insider knowledge of your programming. Maybe a new show? 'Whack a Mole' ? Live action leak hunt through your studios..." He grins, "As for being ready, always."

Smek smiles as Datch motions to the laid out food and explains her presence, "Well, we're always happy to support fans of the Starfinders and even Zo!'s eccentric brand of entertainment. I hadn't realized they were advertising this show already?"Do we know if it's been advertised??? If it hasn't..."You must have quiet the network to get the early scoop. I can't imagine Zo! just let's leaks go so easily. What's your secret?" He continues to watch her for any signs of deception or leads to a motive.
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12
Any chance/roll to get her to reveal more?

He begins moving up to the table, "You know, growing up in the slums around Skydock we had a saying," he continues briefly in Ysoki and watching Datch, "Loosely, The only difference between an overly kind stranger and the rat catcher is how you look for the trap. So I'll ask you to forgive the rudeness, but until you can shed some light what skin you've got in this game we'll decline the generous gift." He'll step to keep the team from the table, but won't forcefully stop anyone from eating.

As he moves up, he'll descreetly try and pocket a small piece of the food to analyze later.
Sleight of Hand: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26

Smek waits as his colleagues describe the each of the platings, stepping once they finished. He walks through several dinners at posh restaurants where he courted corporate partners...

As they conclude, "An intriguing challenge Zo!, food tasting and judging through flavor text!" Once the plates are in front of the judges and the team has finished their descriptions, "So, if the judge's would indulge us. You've heard the descriptions of each item, if you'd be so kind as to try each item I would happily walk you through the experience," he takes a fork and motions for the judges to follow his lead as he takes a bit of the first item.

He begins as the judge's take their first bite. "Akata steaks... The marbling makes for a succulent and silk texture, deep earthly tones begin to form at the front of the palate as a more subtle apple and pear flavor creeps to the rear. The beetles add a sharp texture contrast in each crunchy pop, while deepening the earthiness. The crushed berry sauces draws out the natural juiciness and adds a bounty of fresh orchard flavors to the rear palate. Now if you'll try another bite with some of the roasted root vegetable and Castrovelian brandy right after, see how the smokiness and charring pairs to richness of the sauce without being coy or heavy?" Smek continues with each plating, tasting along with the judges and painting a picture of farm fields, grazing animals, along side rolling vineyards doing his best to re-awake a nostalgia for life in the judges.

Is using a profession an option?
Prof (Corp Agent): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13 if not,
Bluff: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

"Watch out, seems unstab.." SMACK! "..ble. ouch...."

Ref/DC 13: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
"I'm surprised they haven't tried to stop.." BRA-ZAP! "..us yet. ouch...."

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18 +4 for 22 if I can still use my kit, let me know and I'll 'reveal' second spoiler?

As they move into the cavern Baròleg points out the security systems, "Seems like they don't want unexpected company. Can anyone remove those?" He stops short of being noticed by any of the devices while the team disables them.

Welcome Zez'ka!

Smek watches, somewhat dumbfounded, as a teammate is plucked from the competition only to have another air-dropped in. "Zo! you're a mad genius..." Snapping back to the obstacle course, "Smek here Zez'ka, glad to have you on board. Don't think this will be lethal... At least if we're careful." He grins broadly, and quickly tries to bring the Shirren up to speed on the game and what the team knows. Ask away if you have any questions, you haven't missed too much.

Smek tries to walk past Verity as they exit, whispering "Good luck, and yes we can be friends." He gives her a friendly wink as they pass.

He turns to Moxie, "Fear for breakfast... Ah, that must be why you stink of it!" He gives a Moxie playful grin, "Good luck Rivals, with leadership like that you'll need it." He waves as they leave.

Smek's whisker quiver in frustration hearing the polling... "Oh well, we'll just look all the brighter when we win as underdogs." He speaks more quietly to the team, "The announcers are right, the only thing holding them together is a vague will to win. We can use that, keep them questioning each other and in-fighting." He inspects his Subuer closely as he speaks, making sure it wasn't tampered with.

"We READY Starfinders?!" Smek tries to pump up the team in front of the cameras.

Smek chuckles as Zo! breaks into song, An eternal showman...

Smek looks at Radaszam, "Understood, create a flashy diversion to buy time. Will there be security in the camera crew? Judging from the slander footage our opponent has onsite access to our missions, we could be fueling the fire with raw, uncut, behind the scenes footage reveals true Starfinder intents...", he mimics the anti-Starfinder announcer's tone before turning to Zo!, "I love surprises! To capture our expressions at each challenge broadcasting gold... Do we at least get to know is this direct competition like a race? Or parallel, watching each other and then trying to beat times or scores?"

Life Science: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

Rat takes a moment to staunch his bleeding before looking the creature over. "Evolution is amazing, terrifying, and profitable. The crystalline structure of this SOB is fairly rare, and worth quite a bit." He begins removing as many of the unmarred scales/plates as he can. Spoilers open

"Any chance I can get some first aid? Or at least a bottle of whiskey for the pain?" He slowly lumbers to the crashed ship, rifle ready for any other native fauna that might appear.

Sorry, busy weekend. Back and ready!

Feeling the pains of the bite, Rat shift to a defensive stance. "Piece of shiny s@~$, let's put this thing down Oda!" Rat engages his combat systems and swings with his torch.

Move Action, Activate Combat Systems; Standard Defensive attack -4hit/+2AC

Attack/EAC: 1d20 + 1 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (20) + 1 + 2 - 4 = 19 +1 Combat Sys, +2 Flank
Damage/E&F: 1d4 ⇒ 2
Damage/Crit/E&F: 1d4 ⇒ 2

Rat lets out a celebratory round of swears in Dwarven as he manages to catch a less armored spot on the creature.

Culture/DC 15: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

Soyrn takes his cane sword and cuts a large strip of the Brute's mane, "This will make a hell of lucky charm." As the beetle-creatures approach he tries to help the others in engaging with the new species...

As the group follows the Husks, Soryn braids the mane into a small charm. Watching the Husk village bustle about he shares his observations with the team via telepathy. Life seems hard here, water and food are probably more valuable than anything else. Spoiler opened

Soryn tries to mimic and physical gestures of welcome the Husks display, "An honor to meet you Brother Koseemo and Sister Alomir. No rudeness intended but who is Mother Tuoloo?"

I believe we may have offended Dice-bot...

Nope, Akkedis wants it! He's all about the big bang. :)

Akkedis peers at the figure in the pilot seat, slightly surprised when the creature begins to rise... Waiting for Ears, his eyes widen as he feels power surge through his sidearm.

Taking a slightly defensive stance, he fires on the creature... His weapon flares as it fires.

Defensive Attack with pistol, provokes AOO; -4 hit, +2ACs; Weapon has BRIGHT ability from Loud & Proud

Pistol Attack/EAC: 1d20 + 4 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 + 1 - 4 = 21
Pistol Damage/E: 1d6 ⇒ 1
Spell Damage/E: 4d6 ⇒ (4, 6, 1, 6) = 17

Edit - CRITICAL!
Pistol Crit Damage/E: 1d6 ⇒ 1
Spell Crit Damage (if it applies): 4d6 ⇒ (6, 4, 5, 3) = 18

Creature needs Ref save DC 13 or be blinded (Loud & Proud)

Damage total without spell crit 19, with spell crit 37.

I more feel bad that Piloting kind of dominates other player's options. Where I put the ship limits what you get to do, realistic but not necessarily fun. Still massively enjoying the combat, not nail-biting yet but hand is moving closer...

Moved through blue, one free shot... *winces*

Pilot/Evade DC 13: 20 + 9 + 1 = 30 +2 AC and TL

Soryn continues humming quietly... Though the tune has definitely shifted. "Once we're back on Station, first round of drinks are me if that drone scores a hit." Again, he begins weaving the ship like needle through the fray. He slides the ship along side the platform, "This should keep a few drones in range and the platform."

I've got mixed feelings on starship combat. It's hard to engage all the players for a singular entity (the ship), they are least made enough roles that everyone usually gets to do something. Granted Pilot and Gunnery are the most active, and Gunnery lets you use BAB or Pilot skill so it's open to more classes. I'm not sure you can get much better without having fighter-class ships so more people can have a ship-character.

I still dream of a system that really engages the 3D aspects of space combat, but without mini's I'm not sure how it would happen.

The in-character banter has really kept this fight more engaging too. Nice RP everyone.

If ever crits were needed, thank you Dice-bot!

Soryn let's out a low whistle, and short prayers to several deities and promises to call his mother once docked at Absalom.

"No need to apologize Kat, you and Mega really brought those shots home! Let's hope Sarenrae and Desna were paying attention and that Dretch of a platform is slagged."

I thought the platform would move through our ship, didn't anticipate it holding still and thought we'd get the free attack. I'll try the flyby on blue, and line us up for another round of shots.

Pilot/Flyby DC 18: 1d20 + 9 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 9 + 1 + 4 = 25

"You want fancy, then let's see what this crate can do. Buckle in!" Soyrn forces the ship's engines, and maximizes the output to the starboard thrusters. This causes the ship to lurch surprising forward and jolt right. The BLUE drone's automated systems aren't able to respond quick enough leaving it open. Soryn sings quietly to himself, "I'm so fancy, you already know... I'm in the fast lane, from Akiton to Daimalko..."

Plus the Platform has to run out of drones.

*Peers at the platform dubiously.* I remain skeptical, but willing to try new methods...

Thanks for the great run SFS! This was probably the most interactive group I've had. Good RP, fun adventure.

I like the adventure but there were a few railroad moments that left me scratching my head... Send in untrained, non-science types to explore a brand new mega-organism? Then let those same untrained, low ranking team to decide where to save a planet or potentially cause the extinction of a newly discovered species? Hired to lift boxes, real job decide the fate of planets. STARFINDERS! JOIN TODAY!

Baròleg will help coordinate strikes while others attempt less aggressive methods... If I can I'll use Get'em to give a +1 to hit

Jaws theme playing...

The thing about a giant planet parasite are it's visual organs. Dead, soulless visual organs.

I think we're gunna need a bigger fleet.

Movie poster: Open space, Absolom Station dangling in space unaware, Big Mina rising beneath it, mouth-appendage open...

Soryn begins walking to the door as VC Arvin answers the last round of questions. "A little radiation isn't so bad, gives you a health glow," he says with a grin. "If there's any additional information from the ship that made initial contact, can you share it? Maybe we can translate it while we're in the Drift."[/b]

As he passes by he gives Mega a friendly clap on the back, "I'm with you big guy. Desna favors the bold. Let's mount up and ride." He beings whistling an old tune as he heads to the docks.

No worries, have a fun and safe trip!

How will you proceed in this exploration? Carefully... ;) I'm ok with being center, but we might want to switch Gogglez and Korl in the marching order?
You all close you environmental seals? Yes
What safety precautions do you taken? Arc Pistol set to stun in right hand, baton in left, armor's flashlight on as needed. If I can use my Perception tool kit as we move (Broad Spectrum Scanner) I'll have that out instead of the baton.

"I think a better analogy would be crawling through its nose? Regardless, I'm not comfortable with entering any creature's orifices without consent and a nice dinner first." Baròleg helps Korl detach a grappler and spools of titanium alloy cable from one vehicle after using the other to enter the nasal caverns.

Reaching the drop off, Baròleg will help attach the grapple so the team can climb down safely, "Gogglez to you think you can rig the grapple so Hole Puncher can knock it loose after? In case we need to lower again?"

Sorry to vanish, weekend was busier than I thought. Thanks for the Fort roll Korl!

Seeing Cashara roll into one of the fissures, Baròleg rushes over and tries to find out what happened...

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

Baròleg watches as the beast continues to savage the team, "If anyone has a Hail Desna plan now would be a good time to try..." He continues to point out tactical advantages as he swings his baton and brings into a defensive position.

Attack/KAC/Defensively: 1d20 + 2 + 1 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (20) + 2 + 1 + 2 - 4 = 21 +Dex Mod for Operative weapon, + Get'em + Flank - Defensive fighting; +2 to KAC & EAC = KAC 15 / EAC 14
Damage/B: 2d4 - 2 ⇒ (3, 2) - 2 = 3 YEAH for Crits, Boo for Str penalties (-1 doubled/-2)

Move Action, continue Get'em; Standard Action fight defensively

Fair?

Fair.

In the meantime, any other GM's up for a low-tier run? I think there were about 4ish of us looking? I've got 3-4 weeks to kill...

"Perhaps those having less success in engaging the squox could delay the approaching beings? Before they startle the squox." AMOSU motions slowly to the approaching tree-beings.

"It would appear Guardian you may have your choice of squox to return with, or perhaps you'd like several? I understand it is very easy to set-up breeding populations of these creatures," turning back to its squox, "Yes, who is physically appealing furry mammal with large litter capacity and quick breeding cycles. You are, you are a rapid breeder." AMOSU continues offering bits of food.

I'll also double move to catch if we can. Gotta catch 'em all...

In Drift travel...
Baròleg wonders the ship taking time to talk with each of team, joining in Croaker's games (and washing the ink off his fingers from the marked cards). As he engages with each, he seems to be an in-astonishing individual. No tragic history, no maligned past. He seems comfortable, and genuine in his desire to leave the universe a little better and more ordered than when he arrived. The Starfinders and Stewards seem to be the best option for his goals.

He does appear to be a gifted speaker, and leaves each conversation with you feeling heard and probably giving up a little more personal information than you intended.

System arrival...
Baròleg moves to the ship's windows, observing the planet and the landmass. He records some notes into his comm, trying to remember anything that may be useful after landing.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15 If it's useful...

After landing...
Baròleg's demeanor becomes more business than social. He reviews, preps, and packs his gear methodically. Once he's got himself accounted for, he reviews the ship manifest and cargo before disembarking. "Here we are people, let's meet the research team and do some science," he smiles as the cargo bay doors open.

Thanks again SFS!

Just figuring out which character I want to bring through...

Thanks GM SFS, I appreciate the offer!

Count me in.

Got my sheet everything looks great. Fun adventure, I'm impressed we didn't have to initiate combat.

AMOSU watches the exchanges between the chef and the team, trying to comprehend the nuances. "I have never eaten dog, hot or cold. Is hot dog the preferred method? Is this an expression of temperature or seasoning? I was unaware of the consumption of canines within Ferran culture." AMOSU tilts its head quizzically and turns to the chef. "What is the most frequent preparation of canine, hot or cold?"

Table 1
Gayel Nord
Anxa
Kai
Delta-5

I'll get these tables opened up in the next 24 hours.

AWESOME! Thanks Shifty!

Survival: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Baròleg examines the bodies, and notices how dead they are...

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

He then moves methodically through the clearing, looking for any signs of who or what may have kill the creatures.

Survival/DC 10: 1d20 ⇒ 16

Akkedis watches the storm subside and takes a deep breath. "The storms have faded, we can rest shortly before they return. We should tend our wounds as quickly as we can then press on to the outpost." He begins tending to his burns, and offering help to any he can.

Revealing Weather spoiler. Spending RP to gain SP.

Great round of RP! If the Mysticism is recalling info about undead I can roll Perception, any chance that works???

Akkedis watches the others interacting with the Darak-oni. Standing next to Master Filament, he tries to engage them as well.

Since I doubt Perception will work...
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20

Akkedis accepts Kitkul's admonishments, "Kitkul, you would make a fine officer in the Veskarium! No space fish will mar my honor." He returns his focus to the targeting systems and humming his cadence.

Phase: Gunnery
Role: Gunner
Action: Shoot the space fish

I'd feel worse about my rolls if Filament wasn't stealing all the Nat20's! :)

Never checked the Recruitment tab. Thanks for catching that Pangea-D.

Great session all. Had a lot of fun. Thanks SFS!

Smek is enthralled by the Hellknights legal processes. The defense's surprise closing argument around the buoyancy and weight of terrestrial water fowl, small stone, and thick gravies compared to that of the Exile was delivered with devastating effect.

"Well, it's a fair court."

Player Name/Alias: Anxa
Character Name: Akkedis Dauðlaus
Character Level: Soldier (Shock&Awe/Forerunner) 1
Organized Play # / Character #: 2352348-703
Perception Modifier: +4
Initiative Modifier: +2
What is your favorite color: Steel blue.
Day Job (if any) Roll: Prof (Orator): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14

URDOA, let me know when you want to boost. I'll shift from firing to assist on Pilot, just in case.

Thanks for letting me jump in!

Indeed, he is mighty and proud vesk warrior. Trained as commando for the Veskarium, and now using those skills for the Starfinders as a Forerunner.

Player: Anxa
Character: Akkedis Dauðlaus
SFS #: 2352348-703
Faction: Exo-Guardians
Day Job: Orator: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16

I was thinking of him as a freelancer for now, maybe lining up with AbadarCorp through story leads if it works out.

As the Hellknight Being rants about paying for damages and what not, Smek tries to get a good look in the weapons locker and med center. Looking for any viable equipment that might help the party.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

Smek tries to lock out the Hellknight Being from the security cams and intercom, while leaving the cameras and sound active in this room and patched into the teams personal comms. If he can't, then he shuts down the system to keep the groups movements less obvious.

Computers: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26

Once he's sure the Being can't see or hear them, "So, should we check out the weapons locker before we deal with this nuisance?"

Smek calls out, "We have company back in the foyer... Two small devilish bulters come to take our coats. So polite the Hellknights, though I must admit I find the color scheme tedious."

What skill to id the creatures? Mysticism?

He glides across the room using the interruption of Elwin in line of sight to garner a better shot at the black devil. "I don't have a coat, perhaps you can take this... "

Trick Shot/Stealth: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (12) + 18 = 30 DC = 20 + Target CR; flat-footed
Attack/EAC: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22
Damage/F/Trick: 1d4 + 1d4 ⇒ (4) + (3) = 7