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profession stunt pilot: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28

Real Life is being real tough right now. Please bot me until further notice. Thanx.

pilot: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (11) + 19 = 30

Shess, and her experience at the controls of a ship, somehow find this to be a breeze. The gunfire reminds her of a scene she did in the flick Pirate’s Precipice. She was bobbing and weaving during an asteroid choice. Gunfire was coming at her heavily from behind her, and it was exhilarating.

What the distance to the finish line? If I used the OD, and succeed would I cross the finish line?

Pilot: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (20) + 19 = 39

Shess looks as the Android edges past her. She smiles, it reminds her of the dogfight scenes she did in set. Hmm, I wonder if this will turn out like the movies?

pilot: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (2) + 19 = 21

She loses her grip on the accelerator, but regains control at the last possible second. You can hear the ‘jerk’ of the engine as she tries to keep pace with the Android.

Shess smiles as she can put her stunt pilot skills to use, albeit in limited fashion.

She studies the pilot controls for a moment, and then throttles the accelerator on the right handlebar.

pilot: 1d20 + 13 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 13 + 6 = 27

Shess looks over their own racer some more, trying to get as much speed out of it as possible.

+5 speed: 10 + 8 = 18

Afterwards, she looks over the racer in hopes of improved by the pilot control for whoever the pilot will be.

+1 pilot twice: 18 = 1818 = 18

After tinkering with their own racer, she goes to look in the other pits, and stops at Nyizin’s spot.

She listens to her story, and nods at the end.

I understand, your desire is a noble one indeed. Is there no way we can assist each other?

culture: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19

i didn’t know taking 10 was allowed or I would’ve taken 10 on my Lemgem roll for a total of 18. Can I slight retcon that roll?

After tweaking the thrusters on her own speed racer, she wanders through the pit looking over some of the other racer’s machines. She stops in front of Lemgem’s racer and gives it a once over.

engineer: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14

You mention we can Investigate and Upgrade as an action. Can we double Upgrade as an action?

Shess tries to find extra parts to improve their racers base speed.

engineer for +5 speed: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19

Shess fires another fiery shot at the creature.

laser pistol: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 231d6 ⇒ 1

Shess is unable to get out of the way of the spear like father that impaled her leg. He grimaced in pain, but stays upright. He lowers the barrel of her pistol once more and takes another shot at the feather stalker.

laser pistol: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 191d6 ⇒ 5

Shess grabs her laser pistol and takes a shot at the creature before moving forward closer to it.

range 80’: 1d20 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (20) + 4 - 2 = 221d6 ⇒ 2
burn?: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Shess looks old at the corpse. I wonder if anything new will miss her?

She then barrows some supplies and equipment to try and turn the corpse into a passable likeness of their hideaway.

medicine: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19

Shess stands guard in case things go awry.

A female Lashunta walks through the door to the meeting room. She stands there, eyes scanned by the room at those arrived before her. She eyes the panel spoken of by Guidence.

If you insist. My DNA is for record purposes only I presume. If I find out there is a clone of me, there will be HELL to pay!

She then places her non dominant hand on the imprint device, and doesn’t even flinch as her palm gets “pricked”.

Hmm, I wonder what this mission will entail. My last was cut short, we were pulled back for circumstance not detailed in my debriefing.

She looks at the fellow Lashunta, the silent and the boisterous.

Seems we have polarizing opposites here

She looks at Hikaze,

Sup

engineer: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21
survival: 1d20 ⇒ 2

Shess looks around the area they are in. She can tell they are in the welcoming area of the mine.

Hmm, nothing to note here as she walks over to the locker area. After a few moments of looking at the lockers, she determines the weak spot in the welding and pops it open.

Bingo, that was easy enough

She hands the medkit over to anyone if they want it. She grabs the specialty kit.

Hmm, this is a fancy one. I gotta get me one of these kits...it has EVERYTHING I would ever need

She looks at the tracks, but shrugs at them.

Looks like they’ve been long gone. So, now what do we do, if the trail is cold?

Shess moves, as quietly as she can to the edge of the room and tries to see what might be beyond.

stealth, perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 51d20 ⇒ 13

Shess nods at Nalun.

Good man he is. I suppose we will join until we are all off this damned foolish plants full of madmen. You turn on myself or Don, my pistol will aim true and this will be my only warning on such a matter

She nods at Don, So, where to next. , as she gathers up the remaining pistol/battery. She looks at the armor, and than looks down to what she is wearing and shrugs. She grabs the battle staff, spell gem of remove disease and two clubs just so any other threats cannot use them. She looks to anyone cannot communicate telepathically and mentions the circlet. She grabs the bangles too just in case they need to bribe their way off the planet.

Can you at least tell us of the Captain that gave you the order?

Shess raises an eyebrow as conversation continues.

Kin, I understand what they are saying though with “written orders”. Written orders leave a paper trail, and if the orders were true that a paper trail would be a bad thing...no? she telepathically talks to Don.

I concur with him. What proof do you have of these allegations? , as she eyed the others carefully.

Shess stands next to her kin, catching her breath at the chaotic, yet brief skirmish.

I joined, as I felt we, as she nods towards Don, have a mutual undertaking. While, I may not be aware of your current situation, or why you have the damned planet up in arms...LITERALLY, you are still Starfinders. We feel obliged to attempt to assist, seeing as I just recently graduated from the academy, and the “cooperate” mantra was emblazoned in my memory. So, just you are you lot?

She than reaches down, grabbing one of the azimuth pistols, and battery packs, and replaces her own with the one from the defeated opponent. She stows her own, and holsters the confiscates weapon.

To the victor after all. If no one is going to use the hunting rifle, I can make good use of that as well

Did the defeated enemies have anything worthwhile in them?

Shess will wait to see if her unexpected allies can take care of the threat, as she has already gone through a quarter of her battery.

delay until last, azi pistol: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 141d6 ⇒ 2

Shess takes careful aim at the leader of the craziness, and takes a shot at her with her pistol.

steady shot to get a +4?: 1d20 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 + 4 = 191d6 ⇒ 1

is red visible beyond the door from my current square

azi laser pistol. The dice gods just hate me is all

Shess stands up, and takes a shot at the same foe she has been firing at. She than drops to the floor as quick as she stood.

Move: stand, standard: fire, free: prone

1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 111d6 ⇒ 4

Club 0 — 1d6 B — L Analog, archaic...ARCHAIC: This weapon deals 5 fewer damage unless the target is wearing no armor or archaic armor. Archaic weapons are made of primitive materials such as wood or common steel. All of this I found on the srd

if it’s a club, it’s archaic so only 2 damage total?

Shess grunts again as she gets shot in the other leg.

This isn’t going well for me

She takes another shot at her foe, than drops prone behind barrier she made.

vs green: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 171d6 ⇒ 4

is green an enemy?

Shess curses under her breath as both potential exits are blocked off. She grunts in pain as she gets blasted with a laser. She raises her pistol and takes a shot at the threat behind her. She than moves behind the tables she propped up. Her aim is off as her leg is in pain from the burns no sensation.

azimuth pistol vs green, ignore up to 2 from cover: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 71d6 ⇒ 3

Shess is enjoying her first beer and orders her second one. Just as it arrives, she lifts it to her lips as the commotion from outside happens.

She cocks an eyebrow to her fellow Lashunta, replying in his mind.

seeing the Starfinder Emblem gives me some ease of mind, but I am more upset that my second beer just arrived and I had a long day. Whoever that lady is, is gonna owe me a couple credits for interrupting me. I suppose we have an unwritten agreement to help each other out in times of need, right

She gets up after quickly downing her beer. She moves over to the others, and flashes her Starfinder emblem quickly to the one she sees. She gives them a nod, and quickly says, Mind if we help, looks like you might need some help with the “whack-a-doodles” outside

Mira will that help to construct makeshift barriers with some tables and chairs. She will see if there are liquor bottles to create Molotov cocktails in a pinch. She will focus on putting barriers between the “apparent” voices and her (made boxes to represent her idea). After spends by a few rounds making the barriers, she will ready her pistol for the eventual breach.

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Here, just finishing up gear