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I am sorry to say that I am going to need to step away from the table. RL has prevented me from even looking to see how the game has been going. Hopefully when things settle down again I will be able to adventure with you all again.

"A shame that this is not space. Or my blessing would allow me to fly." Nic nack says as he watches the floating masses.

"Aiadne, this weapon is from the Pact worlds. Where did you get it?" he asks. Then looking at the others standing there. If you wish you can tell me where others can not hear."

Sorry I am on a business trip so my post may be slow coming.

Nic nack tilts his head "What do you mean that it is all rigged to keep those on top on top? From what I have seen, many that are on top, as you say. Have special skills or have worked hard to get there. I do know that in all societies, not all that are there on top should be on top, as you say. How does one get to the "top" here?"

"I go by the name of Nic nack. That is hard for me to understand to choose not to be part of society, and to attack others without warning. Is your life here that bad, under their rule?" he questions.

Nic Nack seeing that the Copaxi is alive. Retrieves his rope and starts tying up the prone form and removes any weapons that it might have. Once done he gives thanks to the universe and says another prayer, giving this Copaxi some life force.
Mystic Cure: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

Once the Copaxi wakes up Nic Nack says "So, since I made the choice to bring you back from the great darkness. Would you be so kind to truthfully answer questions that my friends and I have of you?"

Nic nack moves quickly over to the fallen Copaxi and says a prayer to the universe as he casts Stabilize on the Copaxi. He checks to see if the Copaxi is still alive.

Nick nac yells out "Hold your fire we are here on a peaceful mission! But we will defend ourselves if you choose to be hostile! Our weapons are better and we know how to use them. Surrender now, and drop your weapons, you will not be harmed!"

DIPLOMACY: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (12) - 1 = 11

Nic Nack is very excited about all the choices that his companions are expressing. Going to the university area could be a woulderful way of learning what the Copaxi are teaching other Copaxi. But the observation tower maybe the better choice. From there we might see the large hole in the residential neighborhood. And maybe get the lay out of the Tabantria Market and/or university area. So Nic Nack makes his choice for the tower.

PHYSICAL SCIENCE: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

"Is there anyone left in the floating cities? If a Copaxi does have a talent or shows signs of using magic, what's happens to them?"
After hearing the answer.

"Would it be preferred if we restrain using our magic and only use technology?"

Nic Nack nods "It is a form of magic. Do your people not use magic? What is the Copaxi feelings about magic?" He asks.

Seeing that Xikko is endanger. Nic Nack draws the mystic powers from the sky and unleashes two small shooting stars that streak right at the undead. Slamming the undead back.

Force damage: 2d4 + 2 ⇒ (4, 4) + 2 = 10
He cast Shooting stars (as magic missile) Two missiles deal 1d4+1 force damage.

Turing to Idir "Are you sure they are undead? How did you come to that choice?"

Stepping forward and to the left of Kuozar. And with a swift motion and a spell word. Nic nack's spell energy picks up a rock and flings it at the charging spearman.
Range attack Vs. KAC: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
Possible Crit. Hit Range attack Vs. KAC: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13
Rock, Blug Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 1
Crit Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 6

I was unable to move my token

"Does the fog ever lift? How many live in the cities?" Nic nack asks as they walk the path overlooking the cities.

As they walk past the grave site.
"What was the conflict about that a desire to maintain even the battle damage to be saved? How long ago did it happen?"

Nic nack talks with Gnaucara in great length about space travel and piloting within some hazardous environments. With dealing with the Pac world ships he does not talk about modern military ships, only old ones....just incase.

"I am a spiritual follower and pilot. On my off time I like to cook. Perhaps we could exchange recipes and also learn what each other likes to consume for nourishment."

Nic nack waits for the answer to Idir's question.

Nic nack reaches out for the antler realizing that it would be a good choice since he is not sure when another might be offered.

After Stell gives the introductions Nic nacks adds in.
"Yes the Vast, as what we call out in the stars" He says as he points up "I am not sure what name you have given it. But there are many species of life out there. Not all are peaceful, I am sorry to say. For example my species was once part of a ravenous hive of locust-like predators, the shirrens only recently broke with their hive mind to become a race enjoying their own individualism, yet dedicated to the idea of community and harmony with other races. And we are now in the embrace of the Pac-worlds.
I for one am very excited of the choices you have made in wanting to be part of the Pac-Worlds. And hope our stay here will be informative to you as well us."

"I am very sorry about the landing. I made a poor choice when I his the aft thrusters when I could have relied on the bow ones. I will not make that mistake again." Nic Nack says after the landing. He then starts to check the systems to see if there was any damage.

Being the last one off the ship. Nic Nack watches the greeting and make note of it

CULTURE : 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
Using his telepathy Nic Nack tells Kuozar "It's a greeting that they expect us to return. Just fallow my moves."

Nic nack checks to see the copaxis reactions to see if the landing zone is safe.
Sense motive: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Nic nack jumps in the pilot seat.

Pilot: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
As he gets behind the controls, he realizes that this shuttle was designed by a crazy person who was blind.

"This may be a rough ride."

Nic nack watches the view screens seeing the new race.
Life Science: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
"I wonder if the head gear and masks are by choice or natural formation to place in perhaps a cast system? Can't wait to find out."

"Will there be any special equipment provided?"

"Oh the choices that are to be made. What a wonderful thing is to be a just learning that the galaxy is bigger than once believed.

So for us to make our choice or review with the Copaxi. Do we have free run of everything? Will there be any customs or rules that we will need to be aware of, in the interest of peaceful review of the planet and it's people. We would hate to start a conflict if say, squashing a purple bug is something unforgivable."

What level should we all be at? I noticed some are 2nd, and some are 1st.

"Greetings everyone. It is so exciting to see so many that has chosen to be here."

Sorry for not posting, I could not log on to this site. I had to open a new incognito window just to log in.

Sorry, I am going to be in and out of internet service. so please bot me if needed

I will use Iseph. I have used that one before and have a sheet already done.

Bye, you will be missed.

Of the three I have not played Claim Salvation. But I am happy to play any of them if it is OK to repeat.

Player Name: Buckshot Bob
Character Name: Nic nack
Organized Play Number:38898-703
Your Faction: Wayfinders

Ok, Sounds good.

Are we level 3 yet?....how about now....lol

+1 to plotline connected scenarios a preferable in general.

MYSTICISM: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

Nic nack tries to talk to it by Telepathy, but the lack of common language becomes an issue.

"The hatchlings seem to state there was only one." As he keeps looking.

"If this works and it goes for the battery. We will need a box or cage to put the creature in."

Nic nack looks around to see what choices he has for a container for the creature.

Could Nic nack use his Blindsense to find it?

"Now if I was crawling around what direction choice would I make."
Pilot: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

"We know that the creature was going after metal and messing with the controls. Could it be feeding off the power grid? That could be the cause of the issues of the ship.

Does anyone have a power source to draw the creature to us?"

Raising an antenna to the child "Now, now tell the truth little one. You don't want to be in bigger trouble than you already are now do you? So make a good choice and tell us who this friend Shelby really is?"

"Are any of you little ones hurt? We can help." Nic Nack offers.

Nic nack walks in "Greetings. have you made the choice to be friend or foe?" He calls ou.

Nic Nack stands aside for someone that is knowledgeable with tec stuff to deal with the panel.

"So the choice is E-Deck then." Nic Nack says with a little disappointment not being able to check out the ship.

No problem

And yes Nic nack also buys a copy of the album to find out why so many made the choice to wait in the terrible line.

Fort save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Reflex save: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11

"So we just stand here for hours waiting for the our chance to get the album?" Nic nack says excitedly when the group first arrives at the line.
But as the hours keeps dragging on Nic Nack starts to complain "There should be seats so you don't have to stand so long and you could take a break.
And snacks, there should be someone asking if you want to buy drinks or snacks, that would be a nice choice.
And lets not talk about about restrooms..."

Nic Nack is fatigued

"Has anyone heard of the music group? What happens if they run out of copy's of the album?" Nic nack asks since he is not a music lover and not up to date on the hottest bands right now.

Nic nack fallows the upper tier to get a good look around.

Nic nack sees the large bird like creature leap out and attacks his companions. He makes the choice that this creature would kill his companions if they tried to capture it, so he makes the choice to destroy it.

The universe provides. And the cosmos's power starts to fill Nic nack and two bright balls of force leap from his hands, that looks like stars shooting in the night sky, fly right to the stalker.

Shooting stars (as magic missile) Two missiles deal #1: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 #2: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2 force damage.

Nic Nack makes his way to the top of the stairs to get a better view of the area.
PERCEPTION: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

"Has the choice been made to whether or not we are going to capture or kill this creature?" Nic nack asks.

"With such a low intelligence, we could stop off at the pet center and get a critter as bait to draw out the creature to kill or capture." Nick nack offers up.

Special Defenses maybe