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Chronicle looks good. Thanks for running, GM!

Thanks all for a fun run! This group took down the bad guys at the end much faster than my prior table. Well done!

She also agrees to give the Starfinders a data packet with a selection of information, but she refuses to give them all her research — it is property of Dreamlink Laboratories, of course, and Arta believes it has great value.

"Keep some secrets if you want, though it looks like they nearly got you all killed. Fortunately, for you, we showed up." Gunther replies. "Besides, we know where to come should your secrets be needed."

Back at the Lorespire Complex, Arvin thanks the team for their hard work and apologizes for the unexpected complication. He promises to investigate the data they collected and asks each Starfinder their opinion: should the Starfinder Society help Dreamlink Labs with their research? Please answer, as this affects reporting.

"I suppose the Society should." Gunther concedes. "If only to keep an eye on them and make sure they don't make things worse for the living or the dead."

As a show of his appreciation, Arvin takes the group for dinner at a high-end restaurant called Perfexion located in the Eye of Absalom Station. The restaurant is known for its experimental cuisine and psychic chefs who deliver delicious meals the guests didn’t even know they wanted.

Gunther appreciates the meal although he laments that his taste buds no longer work as they did back when he was fully alive.

“Oh, thank goodness the Newborn answered my prayers!” Arta exclaims. “You arrived just in time! Or a few hours late, depending how you look at it, I suppose. But really, you could hardly be expected to arrive before I prayed for your arrival!”

"I ain't sure there's anything divine about [i[our[/i] presence here." Gunther mutters, glancing at what remains of Zivar's wounds and the invaders' corpses. He holsters his pistol.

Aside from that, I am curious about this attack. Do you know if it was prompted by anything in particular? What seems to have been the motivation for it?

Please let me know anything else you think is relevant.

Gunther nods his head as Zivar asks the attack. "Are you sure these creatures don't serve the Newborn?"

"I trust you can help our fallen friend, Indori?" Gunther inquires.

Unfortunately, Gunther has no useful equipment or skills for healing.

I believe Indori has a medpatch, which would be enough to get Zivar back up.

"Making it too easy." Gunther mutters as the last target rushes out into the open. He reloads and fires.
Reload; Aim; Strike
Ranged, semi-auto pistol (expend 1, mag 10, range increment 60 feet, reload 1, analog) w/Aim v red: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11
Damage, piercing + precision: 1d6 + 1d4 ⇒ (3) + (2) = 5

Hero Point!
Ranged, semi-auto pistol (expend 1, mag 10, range increment 60 feet, reload 1, analog) w/Aim v red: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13

Not having a clear shot, Gunther rushes ahead into the clouds looking for a better position.
It is my understanding that the areas beyond the platform can be crossed, but count as difficult terrain; I have moved Gunther's token accordingly.

Stride x3

Gunther looks for a clearer shot. He moves to the edge of the platform, then fires.
Stride; Aim; Strike
Ranged, semi-auto pistol (expend 1, mag 10, range increment 60 feet, reload 1, analog) w/Aim v blue: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12
Damage, piercing + precision: 1d6 + 1d4 ⇒ (4) + (2) = 6

With his weapon at the ready, Gunther let's loose as soon as target presents itself.
Strike x3
Ranged, semi-auto pistol (expend 1, mag 10, range increment 60 feet, reload 1, analog) v green: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24
Damage, piercing: 1d6 ⇒ 5
Ranged, semi-auto pistol (expend 1, mag 10, range increment 60 feet, reload 1, analog) v green: 1d20 + 9 - 5 ⇒ (1) + 9 - 5 = 5
Damage, piercing: 1d6 ⇒ 5
Ranged, semi-auto pistol (expend 1, mag 10, range increment 60 feet, reload 1, analog) v green: 1d20 + 9 - 10 ⇒ (19) + 9 - 10 = 18
Damage, piercing: 1d6 ⇒ 4

"Fascinating," Gunther mutters as he considers the potential sources of what he just experienced. "It would seem that we are experiencing the edges of an active psychic dreamscape occupied by living creatures. If I am correct, then we are on the right track."

"We need to get into that dreamscape. Let's go!" He urges.

"Did anyone else here that?" Gunther inquires, placing a hand on his head as if off balance for a moment. "A strange ringing, followed by vertigo. It was here for a moment, but now it is gone."

Occultism: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

"The station video feed showed those invaders disappearing along with your colleagues." Gunther notes grimly. "Assuming they even made it into this 'dreamscape', who knows what condition we'll find them in."

He tightens the grip on his pistol with one hand as he receives the aucturnite cube with the other. "I hope this works as advertised. Though, if I end up dead I suppose it won't have been the first time."

Gunther inserts the cube, trying to time his actions with the others with the purple crystals.

This door is locked, but Tadasi's key card opens it.

When the door opens behind him, Gunther realizes that the party is exploring behind him. Not wanting his allies to end up like those of the skittermander already discovered, he grips his pistol and heads back through the door.

The security room holds the controls for the ship’s security systems and the magical sensors that monitor the labs.

Seeing the controls, he tries to access them.

Computers: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

The sunken sockets of his eyes taking in various feeds of security footage. "It would seem that mysteries as to the fates of some our skittermander's colleagues have been solved." He says aloud, as he allows others in the party to look at the feeds over his shoulder.

The feeds of footage Gunther draws up are of the raid, which include the following:
• Strange creatures (some walking bipedally and some running on all fours) swarm in from a shuttle latched onto the underside of the hull, emerging into a lab and spreading through the facility.
• After a short struggle where many of the scientists are killed, the rest of the scientists retreat to a lab at the back of the ship (A9) pursued by a team of raiders.
• The leading scientist interacts with a strange device as their colleagues and the raiders pour into the room after them—and then all parties disappear.
• The orocorans who remain in the laboratory begin to loot the labs, accompanied by their insectile pets.
• Elsewhere, a stray skittermander scientist triggers an emergency broadcast and hides in a locker.

The corpse of a female ysoki is sprawled across the stairs south leading into a room with a number of chairs facing a transparent panel. A stairway leads further down.

Spying the body, Gunther approaches the stairs.

"I am afraid that we have found another member of your crew." The Starfinder informs Tadasi.

Looking down the stairway into the room with the chairs facing a transparent panel, he asks the skittermander. "Is this a rec room? A theater? An observation lounge?"

Hey, Just realized, I might be kinda pushing a bunch, if anyone wants me to slow down a bit just let me know.

Mainly trying to keep us moving, but happy to let someone else push things also. I don't mean to be trying to take over the group.

I have no complaints with the current pace of the table.

I haven't interpreted your posts as "pushing" and I am generally fine with a little bit of such as slow pacing can really hinder a PbP game.

As I have played this once before (and think it a cool adventure!), I am trying to avoid making any substantive decisions or "solve" any of the clues as to what is/has going/gone on. However, if my doing seems to be keeping my PC from being effective, please let me know so I can address it.

"I believe that is what we saw Grepodak, let us finish our exploration and find the other parts we need. Then if there are still people to find we'll try to access the Dreamscape."

Zivar will take the lead and head toward the intersection into areas we haven't been to yet.

Gunther follows, his pistol at the ready.

"If there are possible living beings in the lab to save, then that is where I suggest we go next." Gunther suggests.

Turning to the skittermander scientist, he adds, "You are welcome to join us, if you like. Unless you wish to go back to braving it out within the locker."

"Where is this 'combination laboratory'?" Gunther inquires. "I don't think we have been there yet, but it sounds worth an examination." He pauses, then adds, "What is a 'dreamscape'?"

Grepodak says "[b[Good idea! In the exception of Zane, who are around your companions?[/b]"

"And what did they look like?" Gunther adds, before muttering. "We have found a few bodies elsewhere on the station."

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

"I haven't heard any screaming, but we are here to find the source of that distress signal." Gunther notes. "As I doubt those hostiles sent it, then our best bet of finding anyone alive is to follow this trail."

With his pistol in hand, Gunther continues passed the computers in the lab and heads into what appears to be another room.

The parts of the room Zivar can see without entering has workstations. The screen facing the door has a screensaver of winged food preparation unit flying across the screen. There is no indication that anything alive within.

Gunther looks past Zivar. Seeing no obvious threats, he ventures inside the room with his pistol at the ready.

With his pistol at the ready, Gunther follows the sarcesian to the intersection.

Storage room is A3 on Map? Assuming it is, I have moved Gunther's token there.

Gunther examines the ransacked room.

"Messy, but clear." he concludes.

Gunther examines the canisters. "Empty. Seems the dead had unfinished business."

Gunther proceeds down the hallway to the double door. He trains his pistol on the doors, then nods. "Go ahead and open it. I've got you covered." He says quietly.

I will traveling over the next few days and through the weekend. I will try to post by phone, but feel free to bot Gunther as necessary.

Pistol at the ready, Gunther follows Zivar.
Exploration Mode: Search w/+6 Perception

Anyone know what those were? Also, I have some rudimentary medical training, but I don't have a medkit to help patch folks up.

"Trouble." Gunther replies. "Beyond that, I recon I haven't much of a clue."

Occultism +6 to Identify either the bugs or the creature with the pronounced proboscis?

"The more pressing question that I'm figuring is: 'Was that was all of them?'" Gunther keeps his eyes open, unwilling for the moment to holster his pistol.

He glances at the corpses. "Do we think one of them sent the signal? If so, it would appear that we were too late be of much help beyond a proper burial."

Opening one of the sacks, he sighs. "As best I can tell, none of this seems worth killing or dying for. My understanding was that these rocks--aucturnite—-can be found floating all around the Gelid Edge out there."

He pulls out the vials marked "dreamlink serum". "This stuff is the only thing that seems to be of any real potential value."

Gunther has a +6 Occultism. He would gladly hand the vials over to anyone with higher modifiers.

"There is a blood trail in the hallway." He suggests. "We should check it out, though I suspect these bodies are testifying that we've arrived at the end of the trail rather than its beginning."

Gunther rushes into the room and tries to put a round into the remaining foe.
Stride; Aim; Strike
Ranged Strike, semi-auto pistol (expend 1, mag 10, analog, range increment 60 feet, reload 1) v red: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11
Damage, P + precision: 1d6 + 1d4 ⇒ (2) + (1) = 3

Gunther aims his pistol at the nearest bug by the door and puts two shots down its way.
Aim (reducing any blue cover by 1); Strike x2
Ranged Strike, semi-auto pistol (expend 1, mag 10, analog, range increment 60 feet, reload 1) v blue: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15
Damage, P + precision: 1d6 + 1d4 ⇒ (6) + (2) = 8
Ranged Strike, semi-auto pistol (expend 1, mag 10, analog, range increment 60 feet, reload 1) v blue: 1d20 + 9 - 5 ⇒ (9) + 9 - 5 = 13
Damage, P + precision: 1d6 + 1d4 ⇒ (1) + (3) = 4

Full disclosure: I ended up playing this scenario last night with a different PC. Assuming others have not yet completed it, I will refrain from taking initiative on substantive decisions going forward.

Gunther nods silently to Zivar and follows toward the open door.

"Trouble." Gunther declares as he spots the blood spatter and the alarms. He draws his pistol and proceeds quietly down the hallway, peaking around the nearest corner to the west?

Avoiding Notice to get to the corner; +6 Stealth
Search once he gets to the corner; +6 Perception w/low-light vision

"We are answering a distress call. Those we are here to help are more likely to be in the lab than aboard that ship." Gunther notes. "If they've already been taken into the vessel of some invader, chances are good that we're too late to be of much help. Besides, we are more likely to spook whoever is in that ship if we go walking out in the open instead of approaching through whatever cover the facility might provide."

Another vote for entering the station.

Gunther continues to press the scanners.

Computers: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16

"The station is structurally unharmed and both life support and artificial gravity are operational." He notes. "If it is not a malfunction or breach, then what could the problem be?"

"Ah!" The borai declares as he continues to scan. "It must be hostile boarders! I've spotted a small, bug-like black shuttle clinging to the bottom of the station’s hull."

He attempts to bring up an image of the shuttle to see if he or anyone else can identify it.
+6 Society

When Midway through the journey, the starship’s proximity sensors begin to blare alerts midway through the journey, Gunther scans the large structure that suddenly appeared.
Computers: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
Occultism: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19

He attempts to ascertain the nature of its unnatural glow.

When the distress call arrives, the borai falls back on his Steward training. "If there is trouble, we need to answer!"

I will be travelling between September 4 and September 8. During that time, I expect my posting to be very limited, if not non-existent.

Please feel free to bot Gunther as necessary.