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Player name: Hawkwen Agricola
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Quig moves over to help Raia.
Quig gets out his tools and readies himself to attempt to hack the door. "Everyone ready to move on?"
Quig moves to the hatch and examines as he tries to discern what it would take to open it. "Hmmmm...."
3-4 fine here
Quig fires again at the ettin.
Quig's drone, Scout buzzes a little higher then fires it's turrent mounted pistol at the ettin.
"Damn! Quig squeals as his shot goes wide....again. Reaching into his pack he withdraws a small drone and releases it. The robot begins to hover in midair. A little weapon turret begins to swing left and right as it positions itself.
Once the audio log is triggered, Queequig tilts his head and listens carefully, then falls into a thoughtful silence as the party descends the elevator. Once at the bottom he is still thinking when a blast rouses him from his thoughts. What the f%&k was that!?!? Shaking his furry head and cursing his lull in attention, he darts out the elevator, drawing his pistol along the way. Seeing the ettin, he takes a few steps south and fires at the beast!
After Altronus hands hjim the kit labeled Livewire, Quig holds the tools in his furry hands and stares at the them, lost in thought as he contrmolatrd the svelte Ysoki. Losing himself in his thoughts, he loses track of his companions. When the other door opens and spills steam into the hamgar bay, he shakes himself from his reverie and scrambles forward to join his party. Gawking at the alien ship he lets out a low whistle. "What in the...."
Sorry guys, started a new job that had been kicking my butt and haven't been able to log in or stay logged in when I've been coherent enough to post. Catching up now.
Quig looks up as Raia speaks to him. "Eh? Yeah, of course!" He says as he moves to one of the passages. Pulling out some tools, he sticks a cable into the door and begins examining the door. "Hmm, let's see here......"
Queequig continues to jam the trigger of his pistol as he tries to take out the nearest goblin.
Drawing his pistol along the way, Queequig moves northeast, darting up behind a chunk of junk. Taking aim at the nearest goblin, he fires.
Queequig follows behind, distracted by all the clutter, his eyes trying to find anything salvagable. When the party stops suddenly. He peers forward, eyes widening as he begins to reach for his pistol.
I thought it went just fine. And sorry for the delay, I ran up to Michigan Tuesday night for a quick fishing trip on Wed. and got back late, as well as spending yesterday catching up.
Considering the fight nearly won, Quig lets his mind wander and neglects to shunt excess power to the correct places.....
Queequig screeches into the comm system as another ship is blown out of the...space. Quickly working at the controls, he continues shunting surplus power to the shield. "Bolstering shields!"
Quig stumbles again, this time nearly falling to his knees as the ship is rocked by blasts from the goblin junks. Swearing loudly, the ysoki scrambles up to the control monitor and asseses the ship's systems.
Barely able to keep his voice steady, he screeches into the comm. "All power diverting to shields. We can't take another hit like that. Finish those nerf herders!"
Quig continues punching at the control panel.
"Come on team! Let's end this! Ya'll need me to come up and man one of the guns!?" Once more seeing the ship has plenty of surplus power, he continues to bolster the shields unless otherwise ordered.
"Aye Cap!" Quig responds as he begins routing power to the shields.
Pumping his furry fist in the air as the ship's crew continues to make short work of the goblin junks, Queequiq turns back to the control panel and begins assessing system power consumption. "Queequig here! We got plenty a' power. Where ya want it routed, Cap!?" He says, nearly squealing into the commlink.
Altronus takes a deep breath and exhales slowly as he brings the goblin ship within the sights of the ship's gun.
Anxious to get off the shot, he jams the trigger a millisecond too early.
Quig continues monitoring the power core as he occasionally braces himself. Surprised the ship hasn't take more damage, his fingers dance across the control board adjusting power usage.
His mind drifting to the battle, he only manages to keep power routing at normalized levels.
Queequig grabs for something stable to arrest his stumble as the ship abruptly swings about. He squeals over the comm system. Righting himself, the Ysoki begins stabbing at the control panel trying to reroute power.
A toothy grin spreads across his face as the ship responds to his coaxing. "Quig here. Diverting power to ship's engines! Let's get the f@!k away from whatever jerked us around like a ragdoll!"
Im assuming we want more speed this time? Shields?
No worries boss. Take care of RL first!
I wasn't sure if speed or weapons would be more useful at first. Since the captain a cts first, feel free to redirect Quig with an order from the helm.
Queequig begins cautiously manipulating the ship's systems, gauging where he safely siphon power to boost the craft's performance. "Queequig here. I'm going to try to route the ship's surplus power to the guns for our initial pass. Let's make these first shots count people!"
I believe Navasai is out of contact until Sunday based on the post above.
Maybe instead of someone taking the captain's position, they could alternate between the port and starboard guns depending on position of enemy ships?
So are there four guns on the ship and if so, theoretically we could have four gunners?
Making up his mind, Queequig thumbs his comm unit and screams into it, "Queequig here, I'm heading down to the engine room! Good luck everyone!..... The Gods know we're gonna need it.... Sliding down the access ladder, Quig releases before the bottom and lightly lands on the pads of his feet. Racing over to the engine room control panel, his bring up the controls and quickly begins scanning through the ship's systems. Reactor Temperature- check
@GM. You could just superimpose some little arrows on top of the token to designate facing To everyone else. Quig has a relatively decent firing bonus and really good Computers and Engineering, so I'm guessing Engineering or Gunner for him.
Queequiq's whiskers droop when Livewire mentions her "hairless monkey" realizing any hope he may have entertained is dashed by that single phrase. Shrugging, he turns and follows the party out and returns to the ship. After moping around for the first few days of the trip, Quig quickly busys himself with his examinations of the ship's systems. Once out of the Drift, the Ysoki scrambles to the helm to view the floating moon/wreck, then flips on his comm unit. "We're here, what's the plan? Should we run a scan with the sensors before closi...?"
"....F%*k! Scratch that! Looks like we've got company!" Queequig pauses for an instant hiks mind racing, then scurried off to his position....
"I'll bet you'll look as hot as a supernova once you're all cleaned up, toots." says Quig, giving her another wink. "Name's Queequig by the way..."
Queequig glances at his companions, then shrugs and turns to Livewire.
"Hey there cutie. What he said, we're looking for some information. What can you tell us about Salvation's End? You've been there, right?" He says, giving her a wink.
Queequig merely nods and shrugs in agreement with the donation of the credits. I wonder how many more donations will be required......
....When shown to the ship, Quiq lets out a low whistle as he runs his furred hand down the bow of the ship. "She's nice, I'll give you that..." Once inside, the mechanic bombards his tour guide with questions about the ship, it's controls and systems, and performance capabilities. Once his curiosity is satiated, the man partakes in the festivities, stuffing his check pouches with all manner of appetizers, washing it down with copious amounts of beverages....... Despite nursing a bit of a hangover, Queequiq spends the travel time inspecting the ships systems in real time, and occasionally making tweaks just to see what happens.
Upon arrival at the Sauna, Quig grudgingly relinquishes his gear, leaving a sizeable pile on the table. Once at the Warden's office, Queequiq sniffs at the "refreshments, shrugs, and begins to noisily eat and drink.
Glancing at the warden over his cup of sour milk, the Ysoki raises a hairy eyebrow, then glances at his companions. "Thank you for the delicious refreshments, Warden." He says, then pointedly eyes his companions, then pointedly looks at the refreshments, then back to his companions, then back to the refreshments.
Queequig shrugs. "Sounds fine by me, not sure about everyone else." He says as he turns to peer at each of his companions.
Queequig smiles a toothy grin and rubs his hands together, his nose sniffing the air as if he could smell the large amounts of credits. "Sounds simple enough, too simple, what's the catch?"
@GM S: Do you know if there is errata for the pregens? I've found some errors with save modifiers and attack mods. |