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Radaszam NPC's page
9 posts. Alias of Peet.
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Shortly after Laboni is carried off for the winner's presentation, interviews, and other ceremonies, you get a call from Radaszam. The stadium is too loud so you return to the maintenance shed to take the call.
"Well, I have to say congratulations. It seems you pulled it off after all! I appreciate a job well done. The reputation of the Starfinders is untarnished, and the operation has paid for itself in the form of prize money. Operations that pay for themselves are the best kind! The Society needs all the resources it can get right now. But don't worry... I've authorized Laboni to issue you a share of the purse."
"The show's producers have already contacted me about making Laboni a regular figure on the show. This wasn't what I had in mind originally, and I have to wonder how long that will last. But Laboni may be able to make good contacts within the scrap union while she is here, so it may be worth taking her off the field agent roster."
"Stick around until Laboni is able to see you off properly. And then I understand your initiation has two tasks left, so I will wish you good luck. I'm sure I will be seeing more of you later on."
"All right then, Let me wish you good luck. I'll be watching the race tonight," Radaszam says as you take your leave.
RxPregen wrote: "In what manner are we capable of helping? I have some skill in design, both physical and digital." "I am not sure precisely. You will need to speak with Laboni for specifics. But she will need help both upgrading her racer and operating it during the race. I am sure that she will have something for you to do."
To be honest, Altronus' skill set isn't very well designed for the first part of this encounter, but perception and sense motive will both be usable untrained.
Navasi - Pregen wrote: "I've heard of these junk races. They can be real dangerous if you aren't careful or well-prepared. Other than Ratrod, do you know anything about the other competition?". Navasi asks. "To be honest, I hadn't ever paid attention to this race before today. But I understand that most of the racers are regulars, and as public figures it should be easy to track down commonly known details about them on the infosphere."
“The new graduates,” he greets, in a low and pleasant voice.
“Good day. I am Radaszam, though since you are here, I should hope you already knew.
“I trust you are aware of our Society’s traditions, so I will cut to the point. I have a minor situation that needs resolution. One of our members, a human named Laboni, had a rather public altercation with a junk scavenger from the Spike. You might be more familiar with the scavenger than I, actually; he is a ysoki who fancifully calls himself Ratrod. I am told he runs a popular racing competition that has, hmm, several hundreds of thousands of viewers on the station’s infosphere. For some reason, Laboni felt the need to tell him that any ‘real’ mechanic could easily beat the garbage that Ratrod and his associates slap together. Now that Ratrod has issued an infosphere-wide demand that she race him and prove it, Laboni doubts she can back that claim up.
“Embarrassing, isn’t it? Not really the sort of troublemaker that suits our Society. Perhaps she would be better suited to the bottom of a trash compactor... Well, we cannot afford to throw her out, not after so many Starfinders were lost in the Scoured Stars. Besides, we can’t let people think we are so weak that we can’t control our own members, or that we cannot stand up to a scrapyard junker. No, I would like you to assist Laboni in winning this race. Show our detractors that even the least of our Society is not someone to be trifled with.”
Radaszam lays a set of five clip-on badges onto the desk.
“Here are some badges that will identify you as members of Laboni's pit crew, and I've sent you a file with directions. I suggest you don't delay, as you will need as much time as you can manage to help Laboni win.”
“Any questions?”
Wint wrote: "Sir, it may be better for her to quit as a winner. We DID help her fair bit. Without us I think Ratrod will win the next race. Especially since we might have blown her engine" Radaszam chuckles.
"I am inclined to agree, little one, and I fear this episode has gone to her head. But even losing can have its advantages, as long as the Starfinders' reputation is not on the line. Her goal won't be to win, even if that is what she wants to do. It will be to develop contacts there in Botscrap."
"If there's nothing else I'll wish you good luck. We'll talk next time I have a mission for you."
Radaszam logs off.
Shortly after Laboni is carried off for the winner's presentation, interviews, and other ceremonies, you get a call from Radaszam. The stadium is too loud so you return to the maintenance shed to take the call.
"Well, I have to say congratulations. It seems you pulled it off after all! I appreciate a job well done. The reputation of the Starfinders is untarnished, and the operation has paid for itself in the form of prize money. Operations that pay for themselves are the best kind! The Society needs all the resources it can get right now. But don't worry... I've authorized Laboni to issue you a share of the purse."
"The show's producers have already contacted me about making Laboni a regular figure on the show. This wasn't what I had in mind originally, and I have to wonder how long that will last. But Laboni may be able to make good contacts within the scrap union while she is here, so it may be worth taking her off the field agent roster."
"Stick around until Laboni is able to see you off properly. And then I understand your initiation has only one task left, so I will wish you good luck. I'm sure I will be seeing more of you later on."
Stell Zee-Linn wrote: "I'll try to put the best face on the effort.... It sounds like we not only want to win the race but shine a light on Starfinders...." "Obviously it is important to impress upon the public that the Starfinder Society can deliver on its promises."
"I don't know how much of an opportunity you will have to speak to the media, though. The face of the operation is, and must remain, Laboni. Your job is not to take over for her, but rather help her to win. If we pulled her from the competition the replacement would be seen as a 'ringer.'"
"It wouldn't hurt to give Laboni some coaching in that regard though. After the race she will face a number of interviews."
Stell Zee-Linn wrote: "Will this be a two ship race or will we be just one of a group of competitors? Does Ratrod have a reputation for playing fair?" "Honestly, I have never followed this show before yesterday. But I do understand that there are a half-dozen contestants. Ratrod usually wins, but he is not undefeated. Whether that means he cheats or not, I cannot say. He does clearly have a 'home turf advantage.' But this is a... 'contact sport' as it were. The racers shoot at one another while racing, so anything could happen."
Stell: The public perception is that Ratrod's wins are not "suspicious," though how much of his ability is due to him being in charge and how much is skill is not clear. Some people believe the whole contest is scripted, like a soap opera. But if Ratrod were exposed for cheating in any tangible way it would probably ruin the show's reputation.
Radaszam stands. "Well, if that is everything, I'll wish you good luck. I'll be watching the race tonight."
Iolas wrote: "Ratrod? As in the Ratrod?...." "Yes, that Ratrod. He is influential among the Ysoki Scrap Union, and his races are broadcast on the station Infosphere. He is the host of the races, and something of a media personality. The shows are called Ratrod's Scrap Battle, and previous races should be available publicly if you wish to view them."
Wint wrote: "Please don't kill Laboni for this." Radaszam's eyebrows go up.
"Since you are new to the Starfinders, I will explain. The Starfinder society is not in the habit of executing field agents who speak out of turn. No doubt there will be some disciplinary action, but that will have to wait until the situation has been managed."
“The new graduates,” he greets, in a low and pleasant voice.
“Good day. I am Radaszam, though since you are here, I should hope you already knew.
“I trust you are aware of our Society’s traditions, so I will cut to the point. I have a minor situation that needs resolution. One of our members, a human named Laboni, had a rather public altercation with a junk scavenger from the Spike. You might be more familiar with the scavenger than I, actually; he is a ysoki who fancifully calls himself Ratrod. I am told he runs a popular racing competition that has, hmm, several hundreds of thousands of viewers on the station’s infosphere. For some reason, Laboni felt the need to tell him that any ‘real’ mechanic could easily beat the garbage that Ratrod and his associates slap together. Now that Ratrod has issued an infosphere-wide demand that she race him and prove it, Laboni doubts she can back that claim up.
“Embarrassing, isn’t it? Not really the sort of troublemaker that suits our Society. Perhaps she would be better suited to the bottom of a trash compactor... Well, we cannot afford to throw her out, not after so many Starfinders were lost in the Scoured Stars. Besides, we can’t let people think we are so weak that we can’t control our own members, or that we cannot stand up to a scrapyard junker. No, I would like you to assist Laboni in winning this race. Show our detractors that even the least of our Society is not someone to be trifled with.”
Radaszam lays a set of five clip-on badges onto the desk.
“Here are some badges that will identify you as members of Laboni's pit crew, and I've sent you a file with directions. I suggest you don't delay, as you will need as much time as you can manage to help Laboni win.”
“Any questions?”
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