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Between the wards and the fact that it was just sitting there in that room for... a while Elian guesses it's something fiendish.

He doesn't know anything about that, but he knows something about everything.
...or something.

Untrained... The DC is higher than 10, so it's Trained Only.
Mysticism (automatically fails): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

For example: He knows that it's red.

Oh. Heh. I thought that was pretty obvious from the description, but I suppose it was only a DC 12 check.

"Oh, interesting. So that confirms that this place was abandoned pretty suddenly. Maybe the wards were put up in an attempt to stop something that had already happened."

Elian frowns at the rubble. "We should work on clearing that so we can explore the rest of the site, but I dun wanna. Conveniently, we'll never get it done on our limited timeframe anyway."

Profession (advertising): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12

"Sure, of course," says Elian, sliding into the room as though he hadn't suddenly fled from it, "I can take a look."

Culture: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

"Total gibberish. Data must be corrupted."

Will: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11

Elian finds himself back in the entrance hall.

You said the trap's already spent?
Move: Flee
Standard -> Move: Flee

"Ah! I'm hit!" Elian stumbles down the few steps and throws his arms defensively in front of himself. And then turns and fires. Okay, that one was pretty obvious.

Trick Attack. Deception: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (1) + 14 = 15
Sonic Pistol: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22 for Sonic damage: 1d8 ⇒ 4 and Trick damage: 1d4 ⇒ 2

"Wha! Get back!" Elian swings his baton erratically.
Tactical Baton (AoO): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22 for bludgeoning damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1

"Oh! They're on the run. Where did the big one even go? I didn't see where..." Elian inches forward to try to find the enemy that isn't especially hidden. He'd have a clearer shot--if he was looking in the right direction--when his weapon accidentally discharges.

Trick Attack Red. Bluff: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (7) + 14 = 21 Success for enemy level 1 or lower... though it probably doesn't matter with that attack roll.
Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7 for sonic damage: 1d8 ⇒ 1 and trick damage: 1d4 ⇒ 3

Elian ducks past the creature in the doorway to give everyone more space.

"What's with everyone hiding out in this" ZAP "place?" he asks nobody in particular, firing back on it as he puts some space between them.

Trick Attack. Elian doesn't provoke OA from the target of the attack.
Deception: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (15) + 14 = 29 Blue is flat-footed and takes extra damage if it's level 9 or lower.
Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16 for sonic: 1d8 ⇒ 8 and Trick damage: 1d4 ⇒ 4

"Great! Let's check it out then."

With complete confidence, Elian moves carefully forward to take a look. "I know we're not too worried about the time, but we aren't not on a clock here."

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

"Empty foot lockers. So the occupants did leave on purpose, with time to pack. Nothing castroph--oh hey."

Elian opens the hidden panel. "Nobody claimed this, though. Weird thing to hide. Magical, maybe? Any ideas?" He holds up a small obsidian statue of a winged horse.

"Well, back when people were using this space, the trap didn't need to keep intruders out by itself. It just needed to slow them down and alert the occupants. You don't want enemies getting into your armory."

"..are we looking for a prize? I think the records we already have are a pretty good find, even if they're not exciting yet since we can't read them.

"But, uh, no objections. ...you go first."

"I should probably learn how to deal with things like that at some point," says Elian.

For now, he hangs back and covers the others--though there doesn't seem to be anything to cover them from at the moment.

"I can't make heads or tails of it. I'd copy it so we can hand it in, but no network and I'm fresh out of cables compatible with ancient hobgoblin tech... port's probably corroded anyway. I don't know much about hardware. Any of you know how to hard-wire--oh yeah, there we go."

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9
Computers: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

"Oh, computers! Still running, impressive for ancient tech. We don't make 'em like that at Neutek. Our focus is more on reducing purification costs. Network's down, though, or at least this console isn't connected... and nobody speaks Goblin. Let's see..."

Culture: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

Elian looks through the datapad. "This has the distinct cadence of someone complaining about their jerk boss."

He keeps an eye on the hallway while the others are resting. "There's another door out of this room. Should we check that first before continuing down the hall?"

"Anyone speak Goblin?" asks Elian, moving on from the debacle with the poster and looking over Kerathi's shoulder.

Culture: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

"Unless there's something immediately useful, it probably doesn't matter if we can. The point is, you got it working. We can collect it and have some goblins read it lat--oh hey. Okay, yeah, I might not be able read most of the words although I'm pretty sure that's either a kind of weapon or a nasty insult right there, but I recognize the format and the patterns. This is about military drill routines. Probably a little out of date, though."

"Well, that wasn't my best showing," says Elian, swapping the battery in his weapon for a fresh one. "Sorry, unless I can just plug in a battery that's beyond me. Let me take a look at that poster though."

Sleight of Hand: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13

"You... stink. And you're" ZAP "ugly."
Elian is starting to recover his wits, such as they are.

Trick Attack.
Bluff (Shaken): 1d20 + 14 - 2 ⇒ (16) + 14 - 2 = 28 Successful trick if it's level 8 or lower, making it Flat-Footed and dealing the extra damage.
Attack (Shaken): 1d20 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (12) + 4 - 2 = 14 for sonic damage: 1d8 ⇒ 1 and trick damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1

Elian's head is still spinning, and he can't think of anything stupid to say.

He settles for darting away, too suddenly for the creature to react, then spinning around to attack from (hopefully) an unexpected angle.

Trick Attack Yellow. Doesn't provoke AoO from it.
Deception (Shaken): 1d20 + 14 - 2 ⇒ (7) + 14 - 2 = 19 Failed trick.
Attack (Shaken): 1d20 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (20) + 4 - 2 = 22 for critical sonic damage: 2d8 ⇒ (4, 1) = 5 and Trick Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 2
Crit effect: Deafen, Fort DC 15

"N-now come on, friends, there's no need for--it doesn't really matter what I say, 'cuz you can't understand me anyway."

Elian falls back on tricky handling of his weapon. He moves across the room, his attention apparently on the one in the middle before shooting at the one along the wall.

Trick Attack. Elian's movement doesn't provoke AoO from Purple, and he moves without passing close to Yellow.
Bluff (Shaken): 1d20 + 14 - 2 ⇒ (7) + 14 - 2 = 19 Failed trick. Unless they're level -1.
Attack Purple: 1d20 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 4 - 2 = 5 for sonic damage: 1d8 ⇒ 2 and Trick damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1

Will: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

"Huh. This looks like it was used a lot more recent--whoa, watch out! Hey, friendly!"

Concerned that it's a terrible idea, but more concerned about the party getting stuck at the doorway, Elian slips into the room right past the closer creature. "Come on, if you speak a language we're not here to fight."

They weren't there to fight if they were animals either, but it seemed less likely to matter.

Standard: Move into the room. Uncanny Movement lets Elian choose an enemy when moving as a standard action. He chooses Yellow, and doesn't provoke AoO from it.

Oh, that kind of "outsiders." Okay, that's more interesting.

"Hm. Afraid of fiends, or celestials d'ya think? Or something else giving them trouble around here?"

"Sorry, I don't know anything about magic."

Since he can't help anyway, Elian takes the opportunity to live up to his lazy persona and watch the others while he rests and takes a drink.

Spend a Resolve to recover Stamina.

Elian collapses dramatically. "I could use a minute to catch my breath. Zarzucket could probably use two."

"We're winning! They're not impervious," says Elian triumphantly. He ducks behind a different pillar to line up a clearer shot, and takes it.

Oh dear. That wasn't very tricky at all.

Trick Attack
Bluff: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (1) + 14 = 15 Green is flat-footed and takes the trick damage if hit if it is level -5 or lower.
Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21 for sonic damage: 1d8 ⇒ 1 and Trick damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1

"Tough suckers. You'd think they'd be a little more" ZAT "worn down by now."

Trick Attack Green.
Bluff: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (20) + 14 = 34 Flat-Footed and takes trick damage on a hit if it's level 14 or lower.
Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9 for Sonic Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 3 and Trick Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 2

Elian moves away from the violent robot.
"Hey, I'm not attacking you." The gun in his hand goes off as he moves. "Uh--that shot didn't count."

Uncanny Movement means Elian doesn't provoke AoO when moving away from the target of his Trick Attack.
Bluff: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (20) + 14 = 34 If the target is level 14 or lower, it's Flat-Footed against this attack and takes the extra damage if hit.
Sonic Pistol (Red): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10 for Sonic damage: 1d8 ⇒ 1 and Trick Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1

"Nalo, Babe, that's why they gave us sonic weapons," says Elian, waving his around haphazardly, "Though maybe somebody else should have taken this one. I barely know which" BANG "end to hold!"

As he rambles, he leaps away from the robot threatening him, too quick for it to catch him. At some point the weapon goes off after all.

Uncanny Movement means Elian doesn't provoke AoO when moving away from the target of his Trick Attack. Though that does lock me in to attacking the undamaged one.
Bluff: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (12) + 14 = 26 If the target is level 6 or lower, it's Flat-Footed against this attack and takes the extra damage if hit.
Sonic Pistol (Red): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20 Sonic damage: 1d8 ⇒ 4 and Trick Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 2

"I'm not shooting.. you," Elian lies, firing his new sonic pistol at the robot he has a clear shot at. The one who just fired at the... other person.

He shakes his head to clear it.

Staggered, so no Trick Attack. Just shooting at Green, since it doesn' have cover against me.
Thunderstrike Sonic Pistol: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14 for sonic damage: 1d8 ⇒ 4

Reflex: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Too slow. A new experience!

Oh, somehow I missed the robots in the description, and was politely ignoring them on the map.

"They said they were attacked by something, but nothing has attacked us. Thought it might be those robots, but they're still. Something else in here, then?"

Elian draws his weapons (his new pistol and his baton) and moves a little closer. He doesn't want to intentionally provoke them until the others are ready.

"Huh. Those don't look like hobgoblins."

Culture: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27

"Oh, though on closer inspection.. they are kind of stylized, and if... no, I take it back. Definitely hobgoblins. And they're not just soldiers, these are specific individuals being commemorated here. Though, more like legends. Too exaggerated, these weren't made in their own time by anybody who saw them. Legendary heroes. Let's make sure to get some pictures here--without being able to get the ship closer, there's no way we're saving the statues themselves."

Elian carefully snaps some shots of the murals and the statues with the camera in his helmet comm. Farther back to get the whole picture, and close up for details.

Elian picks up the pistol. He also points to the rifle. "They gave us two sonic weapons. Does that mean they're especially useful here, or that these are the weapons they never used?"

Regardless, he hangs on to the pistol if nobody else speaks up.

"To the ruins, then? We are a bit on the clock."

"Look babe, I'm sorry, I don't even know how that happened. This thing has a mind of its own. I should get a new weapon, this think is frankly dangerous. I don't even know--" ZAP "--why I'm still carrying it around. It keeps going--oops."

He isn't so much trying to get it to believe him (though, bonus) as he's trying to obscure the timing of the shot.

Trick Attack Yellow. Deception: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (10) + 14 = 24
Azimuth Laser Pistol: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12 for fire damage: 1d4 ⇒ 3. If target is level 4 or lower, it is flat-footed against this attack and takes an extra Trick Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1.
Miss Chance: 1d100 ⇒ 76

"Gremlins!?" says Elian in complete shock, "I never thought we'd have to shoot the glitch!"

At some point his weapon gets fired. Even he doesn't see it coming. "Oh. Oops. That poor ceiling didn't deserve that. Or maybe it did."

Trick Attack Yellow. Deception: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (20) + 14 = 34
Azimuth Laser Pistol: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5 for fire damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1. If target is level 14 or lower (goodness, let's hope so), it is flat-footed against this attack and takes an extra Trick Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1.
Well, that would have worked better the other way 'round.

Elian watches for anything important Telgan might miss, so he can draw his attention to it.

Computers (Aid): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24
Aid check higher than the base check. Isn't it annoying when that happens?

"I can help with the software and having stuff, but I'm afraid the hardware repair is... outside of my skillset."

Computers, no Engineering.

Zarzucket seems to have the terminal handled, so Elian just keeps an eye out for now.

"...are we gonna shoot the glitch? Works for me!"

Elian draws his pistol and baton as well.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

"Computer glitches? And Zarzucket here said he thought he heard laughter over the static when we were trying to communicate earlier. I didn't notice it myself, but... no chance of sabotage?"

Elian doesn't say "or gremlins" out loud, but he doesn't dismiss the possibility either.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

"I don't suppose it's too much to ask for you to be truthful when you speak with your supervisors, Captain? That we were telling you who we are, complying with your questions and requests, and presenting our diplomatic documentation when you fired up your weapons system, which was as foolish as it was unprovoked? On your honor, since you are expecting honorable treatment from us? In that you're at our mercy but expecting to be permitted to retreat, I mean?"

Elian tries to sound as though this decision is open.
Bluff: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29

"I'm sure your backup is plentiful and dangerous, but they really shouln't be facetious to us because we shouldn't be expecting them to attack us."

Shutting off the channel, he looks around at the others a little less confidently. "I might be at the wrong tree here, though. Did the Venture-Captain actually say both parties were expecting us? I guess I assumed that was the point of the documentation, but I don't really recall it being explicit. It was the other side that invited us."

"Hm. Not a bad move, there. Keeping on their port is a little tight. Let me just... Oh. Not quite."

Maneuver Piloting DC 18: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14.

Piloting (Initiative): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24

"You can call it off at any time, Captain," Elian says. Though he's not sure they've a channel left open anymore, as his focus is on bringing the ship around.

"You can call it off at any time, Captain," Elian says. Though he's not sure they've a channel left open anymore, as his focus is on bringing the ship around.

Evade Piloting DC 13: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14.

"Right, let's see..."

Initiative (Piloting): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23

"Still predictable."

Ah, right. Well, after attempting and failing to maneuver I only have so many options for turning around anyway.