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A SQUAX COMPANION?

Yes!

Thanks Shifty. You always do a great job.

Edit: Just realized I somehow never got around to my reporting data. Gah!

Honestly, it's not really a big deal. I'm not concerned about my day job, and I can pencil in the relevant numbers for my Chronicle sheet.

For your online reporting purposes, Cesar is 278101-703.

Cesar will channel his magical knowledge and energy to help get the Starfinders out.

Mysticism: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12
Mysticism: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25
Mysticism: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

Realizing that it might be nearly impossible to rescue the Starfinders until after the skeleton is dealt with, Cesar resolves to cast a spell that may help destroy it.

Full round magic missile.

damage: 3d4 + 3 ⇒ (1, 3, 4) + 3 = 11

Though horrified by the beast bearing down on him, Cesar tries to help the trapped Starfinders.

mysticism: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

guarded step, then mysticism to free the starfinders.

Cesar takes note of the trap Starfinders and hurries forward to free them double move.

sense motive aid another: 1d20 ⇒ 11

There you go! Cesar helped!

Cesar keeps an eye for clues (like tracks or crystals left on the trail).

Otherwise he has very little to contribute at this time. None of these skills seem to match up with him very well.

Cesar dusts himself off and takes a rest while the others help the injured Starfinder.

Takes a 10 minute rest and spends an RP.

Feeling a little better, he steels himself against the cold and follows the group.

acrobatics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19

Cesar steps outside the building and begins a spell.

"I have little friend popping in to help! Hold on...."

Casting summon. It's a one round casting time.

physical science: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25

"Yes, there is lots bone fragments left behind, very consistent with nasty undead. But what are these bits of crystal?"

Cesar marvels at the expertise of his fellow Starfinders. The only thing he might do is follow Ceolor's lead and try to approach quietly.

He'll draw his pistol.

stealth: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

reflex save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20

Cesar is battered by the blow, but may have avoided the worst of it. At the moment, he seems more horrified by the goo that has been sprayed all over him by the now deceased beast.

Using an RP and a 10 minute rest.

Cesar considers the contents of the tower.

physical science: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

mysticism: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

It appears that Cesar is too overwhelmed by the goo to be of any help here.

Cesar impulsively charges the beast, his arm crackling with electricity.

casting jolting surge through pistol. This does not provoke.

to hit with opening volley feat: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 5 + 2 = 12

electrical damage: 4d6 ⇒ (1, 6, 1, 2) = 10

Cesar steps to the side. Pulling his pistol, anyone nearby hears a gentle whirring noise as several lenses moves in and out of an aperture. Taking aim, he fires.

to hit: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20
fire damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Cesar takes a few tentative steps forward.

"I suppose we can start by investigating the south tower. Perhaps we can at least get out of the snow for a bit in there."

Cesar scans the area.

perception: 1d20 ⇒ 15

Cesar thanks Iko. "I hope we won't need any of these things!"

But Cesar knows they'll probably need to use them Starfinders always seem to find trouble.

Cesar will keep the Bloodbrother Serum, but will happily distribute the other items among his Starfinder team.

Cesar happily recounts repelling the attacks of rebellious sarcesians while in the Diaspora (In 1-18, The Blackmoon Survey). "We had to engage them at extreme ranges. Luckily, I had a rifle, and we had at least a little cover."

Cesar goes on to explain some of the technical aspects of engaging targets at extreme ranges.

engineering: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20

Cesar shall take a stroll through the garden. He'll listen in on the conversation if he is able.

Cesar gazes at the clues left by the dragon.

"Dragons can be so mysterious. Zafeldrin merely wants to test if we are worthy. Maybe we can figure out what's happening here."

culture: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

Cesar, completely in awe of the dragon, is willing to wait on him hand and foot.

"Oh yes, uhhh, your eminence, your wish is my command. I will collect the needed food for this engagement and help set it up to your liking...."

So, I suppose Cesar is willing to shop AND set up.

Cesar mouth gapes as he stares in awe at a dragon.

"Uhhh, yes sir. Cadascon. Four locations. Archaeologiests. Of course."

Once Cesar is drawn into the project, he manages to focus on the job at hand. "There are four locations you want us to investigate? What can you tell us about these four locations?

culture: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

My teen is happy that schools are closed here in Fort Wayne, Indiana until mid April.

My wife works at the local university, and they are online only for the next few weeks. She works in financial aid, and is fielding many calls each day.

I work at a downtown library in community access television, and the library just closed for a month. I'll still be coming in to schedule playback times on our channels each day.

So far everyone is healthy. Surrounding areas have a few cases, but nothing in our city. . . .yet. Hoping for the best.

Everyone stay healthy.

WASH YOUR DAMN HANDS! :)

Alan, AKA Cesar.

Cesar hold his position and fires off a full blast of magic missiles at the remaining drow.

This is assuming I can see her through the forklift. If I can't, Cesar will move to behind Rahdokama and it will only be the first two missiles.

magic missile damage, two missiles: 2d4 + 2 ⇒ (2, 2) + 2 = 6
third magic missile: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Cesar hurries around the corner, takes aim, and fires at the remaining orc.

to hit: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11
damage: 1d8 ⇒ 4

Doing the crit dance.

MOAR DAMAGE: 1d8 ⇒ 4

Cesar steps forward and fires at red.

to hit: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25

damage: 1d8 ⇒ 5

Cesar slips away from the orcs (guarded step) and fires!

at purple

to hit: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16
damage: 1d8 ⇒ 8

Cesar rushes forward and channels a jolting surge through the flashlight connected to the gear clamp on his rifle.

to hit, jolting surge: 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 2 = 8

electrical damage: 4d6 ⇒ (2, 4, 6, 2) = 14

Cesar raises his rifle again and lets the drow have it (orange)

Ranged attack, railgun: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
railgun damage: 1d8 ⇒ 2

Cesar lowers his rifle and makes several gestures, uttering incantations as he does.

full round magic missiles incoming on orange.

magic missile damage: 3d4 + 3 ⇒ (2, 1, 1) + 3 = 7

Cesar takes a step back (guarded step) and fires at the drow.

to hit: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23
damage: 1d8 ⇒ 6

Cesar steps forward and shoots the drow that is straight ahead.

Ranged attack, railgun: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
railgun damage: 1d8 ⇒ 7

Cesar hurries down the central aisle past Rahdokama and fires at the first orc (purple].

to hit: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
damage: 1d8 ⇒ 7

Not being sure what to expect, Cesar reloads his rifle and moves forward, attempting to set up a better position to fire on anything that comes out of the lift.

Cesar will go ahead and spend an RP at this point.

Cesar takes a step back and once again shoots the nearby orc.

to hit: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13
damage: 1d8 ⇒ 2

Cesar takes a step back (guarded step), aims, and fires on the nearby orc.

to hit: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
damage: 1d8 ⇒ 1

As Cesar backs away, he levels his rail gun at the orc chasing him down the aisle and fires! (green--also moved Cesar about 5 feet)

to hit: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
damage: 1d8 ⇒ 3

Cesar turns and fires at the nearby orc green before moving toward the center of the aisle.

Ranged attack, railgun: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
railgun damage: 1d8 ⇒ 8

Cesar moves into the aisle with the robot, though he remains toward the other end of the aisle.

He eyes the robot suspiciously. "Be careful, that thing might be powered up! It looks like it could crush one of us!"

Can Cesar see anything suspicious about the robot?

perception: 1d20 ⇒ 2

Maybe engineering?

engineering: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

I moved Cesar forward a bit. Forgot to check for a map earlier. He'll continue sweeping each aisle, his rifle at the ready.

Brandishing his rifle, Cesar sweeps the warehouse for any guards, and then keeps an eye on any entrances or exits.

Cesar hisses in agreement with Navasi.

Cesar emerges from the bathroom, a flush barely audible in the background, and looks at the map.

culture: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

Cesar checks the restrooms. Mostly to make sure no guards are hiding out in there. Then again, he did drink a lot of coffee. . . .

"Should we give this level a quick once over before we head down?"

Cesar is in favor of searching areas up here.

Cesar once again swings his hammer. [ooc]at yellow[/occ]

to hit with get 'em: 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 1 = 4
damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Taking a step to the side, Cesar, calls his hammer to his hand and takes a swing.

to hit: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Cesar gets right up in the nearby drow's grill and casts a spell.

to hit for Jolting Surge: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
damage: 4d6 ⇒ (4, 4, 4, 1) = 13

Jolting Surge does NOT provoke an AoO

Oh Oh Oh! I volunteer to spice up Analog Affair's bots with appropriate language for his character while he is gone!