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Ridgerock Rescue

I will be playing as a level 1 envoy for this game.

"This place is pretty nice with some modifications, actually. But I hope you keep the agathions and remove those scary ones." Pervir winks at Ruby-17.

Pervir inspires Chance with her encouraging words after she somewhat flanks the enemy next to her. "You can do it!" Chance regains 6 SP from Inspiring Boost

There is a Campaign Coin with a +5 bonus to attack rolls! Pervir, do you want to reroll with a +5 on your attack roll?

Yes, please! Thank you.

Rerolls: Own a vestment or bag. Paizo T-Shirts, Paizo messenger bags, might be a few other items.

If you don’t own such an item, I know there is a Campaign Coin at the table.

Oh, I have none of those, unfortunately.

"Uhm, yeah sure..." Pervir replies awkwardly after her weapon is supercharged by the android. She positions herself and shoots Blue Ice.
Pulsecaster Pistol Attack vs Blue Ice: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
Weapon Damage, Supercharged: 1d4 + 4d6 ⇒ (1) + (1, 1, 1, 1) = 5 E damage

That's too much Nat 1s. How do I get rerolls?

"So what does it contain, in general?" Pervir asks the gnome.

"Your square meal is actually delicious! But, you see, you can make it better if you add desserts." Pervir shares her thoughts on the food served to her. "The data we hold also have some data related to food, you can actually check that out if you agree to exchange of information."

But to be honest, she is just making that up. Of course, they haven't gone through the data, have they? She tries to sound so sure that there is such information.

Bluff: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

Pervir looks at the order she just received. "Oh. It's quite... literal, a square meal, yes." she says, but she is not complaining. She takes a bite and taste the veggie burger first.

Pervir peeks at what RZMR is ordering. "Wanna try that veggie burger." she tells the android and picks the same number on the abacus in front of her.

Seeing that Pervir is joined by Chance, she continues dancing at her own will this time since the music is also good anyway.

Having offered the last slice of cake, she is touched by the gesture. "Aww, sure. Thank you!" she receives it and eats with heart's content, not minding her figure at the moment. She will deal with it after the mission because these robots are too cute to reject whatever they offer. When she finds the tray is a sopranino singing disk, "Oh, lovely. I just wish I knew how to use this."

"How I wish too I could stay with them here forever." she almost cries. She gives them a kiss on the forehead to each of them and bids them goodbye before heading to the next area.

DC 11 Will save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

Pervir is compelled to dance to the tune for many seconds!

"We are not stealing..." Pervir explains. "Well, I'm sorry, we just need your data for our mission. I hope you forgive us." she gives them puppies eyes while under the influence of the music. "I hope you can help us if you let us have the data you have there." she pleads the agathions.
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

"And can anyone of you make the music stop?"

You are also busy creating a distraction. It is tough to successfully be stealthy while attracting everyone’s attention. :)

That's true!

Pervir nods aggressively while glancing at Chance once in a while, while the agathion is explaining to her how they make different teas. "Yes!" she exclaims, like an answer to chance, but is also an answer to agathion's question of "Do you understand?".

"Yes, indeed. So basically..." She continues, and repeats the process the agathion just explained to her, and ignoring Chance altogether.

I have Stealth +6 but my Computers and Mysticism are both +0, unfortunately.

Pervir blinks twice. She thinks and comes up with something.

"Why, maybe you can teach me how to make different kinds of tea?" she inquires one of the agathions to distract its attention to her allies, while she tries to motion at them to make their move by flicking her hair.
Bluff for Diversion: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

Diversion: You can draw attention to yourself, allowing your allies to slip away. Benefit: When you successfully use Bluff to create a distraction, you can allow an ally to attempt a Stealth check to hide (instead of attempting to hide yourself). You can attempt to allow multiple allies to use Stealth to hide, but you take a –5 penalty to your Bluff check for every ally after the first, and on a failed check no ally can attempt to hide. Normal: Using Bluff to create a distraction allows only you to attempt a Stealth check to hide.

"I only like milk tea, but maybe I can try other types that we have here?" she beams the agathion a smile.

Curious, Pervir looks under the table where the agathion just pulled out a tea pot to serve another kind of tea. "I wonder how you are able to serve so many different kinds of tea..." she tells one of them. "But I like it." she adds.
Perception: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (6) + 0 = 6

"So what do we have here? A tea party? Lovely! It reminds me about a certain tale about a rabbit, a mouse, and a hatter, all mad having a tea party! I would like a milk tea, please." Pervir then looks around to see what else is there in the area.

Perception: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (3) + 0 = 3

"This is actually a better place than the previous one we went into." Pervir is repeating herself.

"Huh, this one looks like a tea party to me." Pervir comments. "At least this is a better view than the hellish one we first encountered."

"And the robots are cute!" she exclaims in amazement. She then climbs up the tableau and about to pet them but holds herself, thinking it might turn into fiendish creatures, ugly and angry.

Mysticism: 1d20 ⇒ 20

But something just comes to her mind. "Now I remember why they are cute! These resemble agathions. Well, real agathions are animal-featured celestial beings that inhabit Nirvana, the plane associated with the good alignment." Pervir explains and continues her intent to pet one of them, with the knowledge and inference that these robots are good too.

Pervir also spends an RP and ten-minute rest.

"Try again." Pervir tells RZMR. "I know you can do better than that." she tells to the android whose words she could never understand.

Pervir also encourages Tad. "Tad, my friend! You are doing great! Keep it up!" she is as cheerful as she can be despite the situation they are in.

Inspiring Boost to Tad for 2+4 SP

She then moves close to where Chance is. "Hold on, Chance! I'm coming for you!" she exclaims though she is not sure how she can help with something related to robots and cranes.

I'm really sorry to hear about your loss. Please take all the time you need to grieve and heal. The games can wait, and it's completely understandable that you're not able to focus on them right now. Sending you my condolences during this tough time.

"Oh no! RZMR!" Pervir screams the android's name and is mouthful when spelled out. Not adept with cranes and machines, she focuses on helping Delikie instead. "I will leave your expertise to that thing!"

She then approaches Delikie to inspire her. "Keep holding on!" she tells her. Move, then Inspiring Boost (Ex) to regain 2*1 + 4 = 6 SP for Delikie.

Pervir draws a weapon and runs next to RZMR. "What is happening?!" she exclaims in fear.

"RZMR might be able to handle that crane thing." Pervir whistles since she also does not have such talent to operate equipment.

Pervir enters the hot scene and looks around too after learning what RZMR has found.

"If there is a way we can retrieve it..." Pervir ponders the situation while staring at the datapad in the center of the room they are in.

"Does anyone recognize the equipment or machines in the corners of this room? Might help in getting that thing." she asks the others after not coming up a solution in mind.

Pervir draws her weapon after seeing such dramatic welcome they have. "Well I guess there is no turning back now." Pervir murmurs under her breath. "We have nothing to worry about. They are just simulations, right? Nobody dies in simulations." but her voice cracks just saying that.

She then looks around for signs of unusual movements and whatnot.
Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 11

The hologram gives Pervir a look of distain and in a dismissive tone says “As the leader of the Dataphiles I have no time for such frivolous pursuits!

"Don't be silly!" Pervir laughs at her. "Okay, We will do the missions." she tells Historia-4.

"Did you see that?" she whispers at Zarzucket. She even blinks thrice to see if she is really seeing what she is seeing, but it is already gone now.

I actually have a question," Pervir raises her hand as if it is necessary to get the hologram's attention. "Were you or are you an artist? Like, do you paint with a paintbrush?" Pervir gives the hologram her usual smile, trying to understand what she just saw.

Actually, Celita initially took the name Historia-7 but returned to using her own name a few years ago." Pervir corrects Zarzucket 3.

She then turns to the hologram. "We are actually here to 'clean your mess', as they say," she says with air quotes on that.

Pervir takes her rest before they proceed. SP 6/6, HP 10/10, RP 4/5

"How long have we been late?" Pervir is confused.

DC 12 Reflex save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Pervir wriggles when she gets electrocuted! It takes some time before she gets to her senses. "Why would they make it electrified if it is already locked?!" she complains about the redundancy of the security measures.

Pervir has +0 modifier on those skills, unfortunately.

"Maybe we can just kick it to make itself open." she then kicks the door after she removes her stilletos.
Athletics: 1d20 ⇒ 3

"I do not have any." Pervir admits. "If there is another way to get in that we can find, maybe we can go there if we will not be able to unlock it, unless someone strong can force it to open."

Pervir has her mouth open for not understanding what Bargai is signing to her but seeing some earplugs being offered to her, she soon understands. She takes them and mouths a thank you and puts them on. She finds out that not much noise is removed, but she does not complain. She smiles at Bargai's grin and hand gestures.

"Maybe you can talk hands with her?" Pervir nudges Chance, while trying to imitate Bargai but immediately takes it back lest she offends anyone.

"I know this place is loud, but I do not expect it to be this very loud!" Pervir almost shouts to the other to share her thoughts with her ears covered.

"And shaky!" she adds but her words seem drowned by the loud noise.

I have not played that scenario as well.

Pervir is deeply moved when she sees the young ysoki who is hungry. Fortunately, she hasn't finished her own meal yet because she slows down while munching on it as they continue their journey to the site.

Approaching Twister, she kneels to be at eye level with her and offers the young ysoki the remaining briny food she has, saying, "Hey, I have some treats here for you while you wait for real food. It isn't much, but it should help ease your hunger while you wait." She leaves the bowl of colored flakes for the young ysoki and her older brother, Pockets.
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 8 + 2 = 25

Standing up, Pervir gets the attention of the crowd with three claps and says, "Attention, everyone!" She calls out to the crowd, "Thank you. I'm Pervir, and with me are my Starfinder allies. We're here to help. Why don't we all start by calming down while we sort things out here for you? How does that sound?" She ends her speech with a warm, rehearsed smile directed at everyone.
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 8 + 2 = 25

"If you don't mind, I will bring them with the bowl." Pervir tells him. "Maybe I can return it to you after the mission?" she winks at him for that.

Pervir will take a static arc pistol and one mk 1 healing serum.

Pervir raises an eyebrow and takesa suspicious look at the offer. "Sounds healthy to me." she says and pick up some and tastes them. "Hmm, feels like paper in the mouth. Mildly salty and shrimp. Good thing I am not allergic to shrimp or something that tastes like shrimp. Does it have shrimp?" she asks Ixthia while she takes the whole bowl. "You want?" she offers to others in Ixthia's stead.

"Can I bring this to our next destination?"

"I remember now. Historia-Prime actually, a former Starfinder, was the architect of the Data Scourge and of two direct attacks on Absalom Station, once with a robot armada and once with a massive nanite starship. Historia-Prime was the founder of the Dataphiles faction and designed much of the infrastructure the Society uses. His successors traditionally took the name Historia in his honor. Celita initially took the name Historia-7 but returned to using her own name a few years ago." Pervir shares what she knows.

"As for the Spike and Sparks, the poorest classes of Absalom Station's citizenry inhabit the Spike. It's crime-ridden and cramped, but extremely affordable. The Spike is simultaneously the most crucial and least appreciated part of Absalom Station. The station's power generators and life support are all in the Spike. There are also a lot of industrial neighborhoods like Sparks, which is a warren of engineering bays, custom tech shops, and starship dry docks. Most of the parts for starships in Absalom Station are manufactured in Sparks. The Sparks neighborhood was once one of the most prosperous in the Spike. The combination of the Data Scourge and the Drift Crisis has hit this working-class neighborhood hard, causing a rise in unemployment and homelessness among its residents. Sparks has a large deaf population and many hearing residents experience hearing loss due to proximity to the incredibly loud ship-building factories. As a result, sign language is common among the neighborhood's residents."

What are the Chance-s?! XD

Perhaps Pervir might get info about Historia-Prime if she asks around....
Diplomacy to Gather Information about Historia-Prime and the Data Scourge: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18

She might also add to know more about Spike and the Spark Neighbourhood.
Diplomacy to Gather Information about Spike and the Sparks Neighborhood: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

"Uhmm, who is this Historia-Prime? Or what is Historia-Prime?" Pervir is somewhat oblivious of the name, even shrugs. Or maybe she knows and now she is pretending. Pervir has Culture +5.

Pervir blinks thrice in confusion after hearing those words. "Yeah, I think I can agree to that." is all she can say while scratching her head after not understanding what the android really means. She even casually looks for an oxygen mask, thinking the android is meaning it literally.

"Of course it's a thing, you silly!" she almost hit her in a feminine way. "We mostly cater to human fashion but we also have models of various races. The business is more inclined toward high-end fashion but recently the agency has been adopting the utility side of articles of clothing." she answers Chance. She considers what Research Rat has said, "Well, aren't we all born naked?" she laughs at the idea.

Pervir scratches Hexie's head and ears after examining that she is harmless, and cute.

"Aww, you're so cute!" she rubs her head longer. She then stands to greet her fellow agents. "It is nice to meet you all. I hail from Absalom Station. Haven't you heard about me? Maybe the modeling business is really not as known as I expect." she ponders this. "I am a fashion model from Cuts and Pieces Agency." she then flaunts her apparel and begins to strut across the room when suddenly their communication devices ring.

"It looks like we are on to the mission." she tells them excitedly. "Let's go?" she motions them to get out of the room and go to the location where they are to be briefed.

A female human is already sitting in the room, reading whatever digital magazine is at her disposal. She exudes hot pink color from her hat that cover her periwinkle pink hair, her dress, and even to her stilletos. Anyone who approaches her will be prompted to introduce herself as well. "Pervir Eir, or just Pervir. Have we met before?" she tells, beaming a smile.

I’m interested to join and would like to play with this level 1 envoy. I haven’t played this scenario before.

Chronicle looks good. Thank you for running the game!