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Noble-44 fires away....

Fwd: 1d20 - 3 + 14 ⇒ (5) - 3 + 14 = 16
Dam: 3d6 ⇒ (6, 4, 6) = 16

Turret: 1d20 - 3 + 14 ⇒ (5) - 3 + 14 = 16
Dam: 3d6 ⇒ (3, 4, 4) = 11

Noble-44 hears 'aim for the power core' and assumes its that bit there ... and fires away.

Turret Attack #1: 1d20 + 13 - 4 ⇒ (9) + 13 - 4 = 18
#1 Dam: 3d6 ⇒ (6, 3, 3) = 12
Turret Attack #2: 1d20 + 13 - 4 ⇒ (2) + 13 - 4 = 11
#2 Dam: 3d6 ⇒ (6, 1, 1) = 8

Noble-44 continues to fire ... until the fight is over there's no need to change the plan.

Turret Attack #1: 1d20 + 13 - 4 ⇒ (11) + 13 - 4 = 20
Turret #1 Dam: 3d6 ⇒ (1, 4, 2) = 7

Turret Attack #2: 1d20 + 13 - 4 ⇒ (17) + 13 - 4 = 26
Turret #2 Dam: 3d6 ⇒ (1, 3, 4) = 8

Noble-44 pulls the trigger on the turretenthusiastically...

Turret Attack #1: 1d20 + 13 - 4 ⇒ (2) + 13 - 4 = 11
#1 Dam: 3d6 ⇒ (1, 6, 2) = 9
Turret Attack #2: 1d20 + 13 - 4 ⇒ (16) + 13 - 4 = 25
#2 Dam: 3d6 ⇒ (1, 4, 6) = 11

Booooooo.

Noble-44 does what he can with the angle of the ship and the turret placement. He fires off some rapid shots.

Attack#1: 1d20 + 13 - 4 ⇒ (13) + 13 - 4 = 22
Dam: 3d6 ⇒ (3, 4, 1) = 8
Attack#1: 1d20 + 13 - 4 ⇒ (1) + 13 - 4 = 10
Dam: 3d6 ⇒ (1, 2, 2) = 5

Yes?

Noble-44 hearing power diverted to weapons Fires at Will

Attack #1: 1d20 + 13 - 4 ⇒ (16) + 13 - 4 = 25
Dam: 3d6 ⇒ (4, 4, 5) = 13

Attack #2: 1d20 + 13 - 4 ⇒ (4) + 13 - 4 = 13
Dam: 3d6 ⇒ (5, 4, 2) = 11

Noble-44 jumps into the turret seat and reminds himself its just a really, really big pistol "Then let us do this!"

Shooting Turret: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (20) + 13 = 33
Damage: 3d6 ⇒ (1, 2, 2) = 5

Noble-44’s face goes dark and serious while drawing his pistol ”My blade is sharp and my body is ready. Blessed are we who know how to strike true and deep. Let us remove this creature from from our path”

Noble-44 gently puts a hand on Hetta's shoulder "I'm sorry sorry for your friends and fate didn't allow us to be here sooner to help. We've taken down this creature that stole your friends. Our blades bit deep and with finality."

Noble-44 waits a period of time for the tears to slow some. "And let me ask for forgiveness in advance for what I'm about to ask as my timing is callous. We need to find Envar. He may have placed himself or others like your in danger. We want to avoid anymore losses like your friends. Can you tell us where he is so we may find him sooner?"

Noble-44 buckles down in his spot, glad not to be up in the face of this thing.

Trick Attack w/ Arc Static Pistol (DC 20 + target CR)
Stealth: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (20) + 12 = 32
Arc Static Pistol Atk: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27
Arc Static Pistol Dam: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Trick Dam: 1d8 ⇒ 8

Noble-44 takes a quick inventory on his person to see if he has anything else that may help hurt this creature after watching blast after blast not do anything significant ... and nope, he's SOL.

So he does the only thing he can:

Trick Attack w/ Arc Static Pistol (DC 20 + target CR)
Stealth: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (1) + 12 = 13
Arc Static Pistol Atk: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16
Arc Static Pistol Dam: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Trick Dam: 1d8 ⇒ 1

Noble-44 sprints forward, his pistol at the read. "Yes, now for some action. Bless me my Lord, let me strike true."

Trick Attack w/ Arc Static Pistol (DC 20 + target CR)
Stealth: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (8) + 12 = 20
Arc Static Pistol Atk: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
Arc Static Pistol Dam: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Trick Dam: 1d8 ⇒ 5

"Sorry .. in contemplation ... Here I go!" Noble-44 does his best to move among the floating rocks as he lags behind the group.

1d20 + 14 ⇒ (7) + 14 = 21.

I assume that's a pass?

Out of pure curisoity, Noble-44 asks "If I may, why is it seen as a divine if the one who carried it brought so much chaos?"

He then leans to the party "Not like we are leaving dangerous technology here. They can have their beliefs as they may in my opinion. If there's a direction for Envar, I say follow it."

Noble-44 studies the more obvious technology around them:

Engineering: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17

"Certainly advanced ... as much as we know, but the seem to like to keep to themselves. I wonder if a better relationship with Starfinders would be beneficial for both, or better avoided."

"We came and talked with your council, offering assistance. We assure you we're nothing like that which has defaced your culture. One can't learn of another's culture by raming your own down it's throat."

Culture: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17

Noble-44 wishing he chimed in earlier, but was distracted "Civic sounds good. If I had to wager , a place of learning isn't top of list for our target."

Culture: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23

Noble-44 smiles with relief very intentionally "And our luck turns. Who you describe and what we've seen outside your halls says we're on the correct path. Can you speak of his location or at least his last seen?" Noble-44's smile fades slightly "or is there an issue to be addressed?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15

"As others have said, we are members of the Starfinders and I am Noble-44, humble priest of the god Savain. Our goals are simply to find someone we believe came to your world. We mean no harm or chaos and if anything was done out of sort, it was purely unintentional. We'd aim to leave the Starfinders in good standing in your minds."

Engineering: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (12) + 11 = 23

Noble-44 takes in all the information and considers things: Is there anything here to take note of, something that can be done better, something that we should learn ... and more importantly, does this look like we could escape it if needed?

Not looking to add too much ontop of Skorrch's questions, Noble-44 will idly add "What is the 'katura' you mentioned?"

Assuming I read rules right, will try to help to Stablize

Oh my Lord, the FInal Blade in the Shadows, I beg of you to help guide my hands to help my victim, er. ... teammate. Noble-44 tires his best to help.

Medicine: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20

If it isn't broke, don't try to fix it

Noble-44 continues his ultra quiet path, but see's the headache Magnok-704 is hitting an issue and waves him towards the trees in hopes of showing him a place to hide if he can get out of the fray.

Stealth: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (9) + 14 = 23

The shadows have protected him so far and so Noble-44 will continue that path, feeling very comfortable now that this creature really can't see him.

stealth: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (7) + 14 = 21

Noble-44 looks around to check on the party as he continue his more conservatve path.

Stealth, rnd 2: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (4) + 15 = 19

Noble-44 knows being unseen is the best protection one can get and moves into the trees. He whispers a prayer to his god that this beast doesn't instead smell him...

Stealth: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (5) + 15 = 20

Noble-44 smirks slightly at the 'traveling' backpack and turns to see if there are any tracks (non-cat) or indications that there's more around here than backpacks and vegetable-based felines.

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 = 19

Noble-44 spins from his last shot and fires again (at black). "Brave buggers .. I'll give you that."

Trick Attack w/ Arc Static Pistol (DC 20 + target CR)
Stealth: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (20) + 12 = 32
Arc Static Pistol Atk: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22
Arc Static Pistol Dam: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Trick Dam: 1d8 ⇒ 3

"Oh thank you my Lord ... thank you!"

Crit: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
Shock Arc: 2 = 2

Noble-44, curious about their capabilities, tries to make his shot more 'interesting' to see if they notice, a prayer under his breath.

Trick Attack w/ Arc Static Pistol (DC 20 + target CR)
Stealth: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (11) + 12 = 23
Arc Static Pistol: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27
Shock: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Trick: 1d8 ⇒ 1

LIfe Science: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

Noble-44 draws his pistol "I think, based on their stances, we're doing this the hard way."

While Noble-44's fingers glide along the computer keys, you hear ever so quiet words of prayer "Oh Truest Blade, please guide my strike and let me slay this question in your name..."

computers: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16

"You mention two things that are threads like to pull if you don't mind. You mentioned his recent sobriety, his penchat for the lavish, and the potential harm to you via him. Is there are a prior life that could be catching up to him? Like debts owed due to his wants or history?"

Nobele-44 shakes his head as if clearing his head of thoughts and starting again..

"If you haven't seen him in person, when was last you at least heard from him?"

An android in light armor and unfamiliar priestly robe bows politely, "Well met all and blessings. Is good to be working again after such a long hiatus."

Noble bounds ono the couch in front of him and fires off a basic shot, nothing fancy!

Arc Pistol: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 221d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Noble brushes the glass and dust off his himself from his failed attempt. ”Am I truly this off my game?”

Trick Attack: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (6) + 18 = 241d8 ⇒ 2
Pistol: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 131d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Now that the window is broken by his shot, Noble will climb in via it, as he does he’ll tumble into the room and fire a shot during his entrance to keep this Shirren off guard.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (7) + 14 = 21
Trick: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (6) + 18 = 241d8 ⇒ 4
Attack & Dam: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 81d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Noble-44 sees the the solar energy reside and whispers "Thank you for the targeting light Gideon.". He then peeks-n-shoots through the window.

Trick: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (13) + 18 = 31
Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 151d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 31d4 ⇒ 1

Noble will sneak to the next window and peek again in hopes of finding a cross shot.
stealth: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (10) + 14 = 24

Are windows ground level?

Assuming ground level
Noble runs up against the building and to the right of the first windows, glancing in with his pistol drawn.

If up a floor
Noble runs up behind Spacey, pistol drawn and starts listening for targets.

Smirks at the carnage the group create in such quick time. "Perhaps I'm not too needed for this tasks."

He walks over to where the zombies were attempting to get in searches the area ... carefully...

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19

Combat notes for later posts: 18 ST, 21 HP

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14

Combat notes for later posts: 0 ST, 21 HP

Noble-44 whispers "Perhaps a good thing they're trying to get in. Implies there's something 'interesting' to them inside at least. Fire on 3?"

Noble pats himself down and nods "i wouldn't mind a break ... but priorities are priorities. Lets get to the end of this puzzle."

Noble-44 nods to Gideon and scrambles back.

will move back 25 feet, even around any or exit the room to avoid the blast. Can’t move pog at work :(

M.E. Husk?

Noble-44 believes his methods of combat are less than ideal against such a creature and as such, just takes aim and fires.

Arxc Pistol: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 111d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

First things first, REF from door. Ouch. ST wiped and 2 HP dam
REF: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

Noble-44 grimaces in self-loathing. That was beyond stupid....

Still wobbling from the blast, he attempts to attack the Zooooombie! He’s attempting to just stay up right and prays out loud as he fires...

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 91d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

"Then that's our clue, right?"

Noble-44 opens the door ...

Noble-44 unleashes a curse elven and mutters to himself "The joys of adventuring... I think even Savain before his divine elevation and in original elven form would have cursed the same."

Noble then sights and get to the real wok of examination for any useful information/items/etc.

"I'll just burn these gloves later..."

"Much too kind ..." as he reaches for the boots "and I hope very helpful in our next task at hand. I assume we can get there quickly. Considering the apparent 'temporal" nature of some of the places we've investigated, I suggest we leave immediately

He bows with deference to the halfing.

flexible on choice here

Take 10 on Medicine = 20

Noble-44 takes on a concerned look after hearing those recovery times.

"If you don't mind, I'd be happy to take a look at Maija's condition while my friends here" he waves to the group "get some information from you about this clinic... we are currently in the business of augmentation analysis and have interest in this clinic."

Noble smiles and crouches down "Hi little one. I'm really sorry to hear that. What happened to your mom?" Given that that children who just talk to strangers can be chatty little things, he encourages some babbling. Sometimes kids give away secrets accidentally...