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Skip is shocked for a moment as his final shot actually connects with the fleeing creature and the Brigadier brings it down. Oh... My.... Well that didn't feel very sporting....

He shakes it off and moves to inspect the large stridermander. Trying to keep his enthusiasm up on front of the Vesk he asks "Well, Brigadier, Surely this one is a worthy trophy!"

When Schuka points out the ancient battle damage, Skip looks over it a little sadly. His initial wonderment at this hidden facility makes his feel a little guilty after the solemn story of the Allsix Assist unfolded before then.

"Huzzah!" Skip calls out, raising his pistol and taking a final parting shot on the fleeing creature.

Mysticism DC20+CR: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9 Fail
Azimuth Laser Pistol with magical assassain vs blue EAC: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19
Damage,f: 1d4 ⇒ 3
Damage,E: 1d4 ⇒ 4

My fault, I was trying to catch up on all the action. Let's do as you suggest and I will move and use magical assassain on this turn. Blue will be subject to the Acidic Mist again for it's turn as it's starting in the 10ft radius

Acid Dam DC 15 fort negates: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 6) = 8

I should have posted the same. Got absolutely slammed the last few days and just managing to catch up now. Sorry everyone!

Skip recoils from the bite. His mind whirls and he is confused for a moment, as if waking from (or entering) a dream. How did I get here, have we always been down here? Yes, right, Momo... The brigadier... I remember....

Round 1 actions
He raises his pistol and focuses his energy on it for a moment, and it seems to crackle with energy. Magical Assassin ability He takes a step back from the attacking creature to defend himself from its attacks. Guarded step

Round 2 actions

Free of the danger from the closest stridermander, he continues moving along behind the rest of the group to see.into the larger room. Spying the large creature through the double doors, he recalls and old familiar odour he often smells around his enemies. As he does so the air appears to haze over with an acidic mist.

Acidic Mist damage to any creature starting it's turn in the mist, 10f radius, DC15 Fort Half, 2 round duration: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 6) = 8

Mysticism: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18 So close....

"Greetings, Sprout. I'm sure we can locate your seeds as well. They were in your barracks?"

Thinking back, he recalls seeing the jars of seeds on the shelving there, and moves along with Momo to retrieve them.

"My goodness, Spirits you say? It is beginning to look more and more like a horror vid."

Skip will move towards the garden, but be careful not to enter it. From outside the door way he tries to listen for what the others hear.
Mysticism: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15

"It would appear that the stridermander welps frequented the sink here, possibly as a water source. No wonder it was a popular location for nesting."

He looks around a little more but is eager to continue the hunt. "Should we double back and find the way deeper into the facility?"

"Yes, I've seen some of those videos. The first rule is don't send a young lady off alone, perhaps we should all quickly double back to clear this smoke before we move on"

As Momo steps out, Skip peers into the room. Knowing the last few nests contained various scavenged gear, Skip focuses his attention on the pile. "It looks like the welps may have solved the problem for us, stand back, who knows what they've used to build that nest!"

As he speaks, smoke begins rising from the nest - not unlike that robot earlier. Flames erupt shortly after the first light smoke can be seen and grows to fill the area on a 5 foot radius.

Cast Hazard (orange box). The nest, or maybe the welps can make a reflex check. Sorry for the delay - busy few days

Does that mean I can call you Skip now, Mister Intro? Momo asks, hoping she is not out of line. Somehow this matters a lot to her.

Skip appears shocked for a brief moment before stammering out "My goodness, of course you may! I am so embarrassed to not have addressed this three missions ago. Please, yes, Skip of course!" He appears genuinely upset that he never considered that his friend wasn't just a respectful young lady and the issue may have been on her mind.

"You seem to like voice commands just like Razzlefrazz did and I'm happy to help you just like I did for him. The purpose of my creation by Tipps was to help since Razzlefrazz needed a fair bit of help with the computers," admits the AI without too much change in their cheer.

"Yes... While I spent many years mapping distant planets, I was really only good at the programs I was comfortable with. New systems are always a challenge, but I've been working on it."

As they watch the video Skip is saddened again. All he can do is shake his head as Momo stops the playback. "What a terrible misunderstanding.

Feeling as though he's uncovered the mystery of this place a little more, Skip considers the Brigadier's patience. "Shall we move on?"

"What a relief not to be the oldest Starfinder on the team!" Skip tells Momo with a playful smile.

Skip glances down at the information in the file and isn't sure what to make of it. "Well, now... Compy...uter, Can you tell us what the purpose of this base was?"

Skip seems pleased to be able to use a computer with voice commands instead of fumbling around with controls

Skip turns to their guest and attempts to smooth the relationship after taking time to search the barracks and argue over the undead. "Excellent shot, Brigadier! A capable hunter indeed! Are any of these gizmos large enough for a trophy?"

He moves into the room, avoiding the detritus scattered about in an attempt to keep his Loafers clean. And moves to inspect the nest.

Survival: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

Yes, these appear to be stridermander nests as well. Home to two or three.... Oh my, what's this?"

He retrieves a piece of the robot and uses it to manipulate the nest material away to reveal the grenades and equipment without directly touching anything. "It looks as though they've used some more equipment to build their bed, can anyone help to identify these?"

Mysticism: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17
Called for Engineering checks as well

"What a decrepit contraption" Skip calls out to the machine.

Improved Demoralize: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (18) + 12 = 30

"Do look out, it appears to be malfunctioning, there's smoke coming from it!

0 level spell Hazard, 5ft radius, fire damage, reflex negates SR yes: 1d3 ⇒ 2

Skip shares the equipment he finds with the rest of the crew, but holds on to the spell gems. I think I am the only caster, but will have to make checks to be able to use these higher level spells

As they move on to the next room and discover the undead, Skip stops in his tracks. Normally quite reserved and personable, he is startled into uttering ...'What voodoo is this?"

He keeps his distance from the undead abomination.

"This will only take a moment, Brigadier" and slips into the room. He'll head for where he senses some of the magical pings and search around.

perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

Sensing the Brigadier wants to move on with the hunt, Skip takes a quick stock of the rooom to decide if it's worth investigating.

Detect magic

Skip looks at the rotten pile of detritus that the part came from and shudders. He thinks back to his discarded scarf.

"Oh, no, thank you, Momo" is all he manages to his friend. "If Miss Osuro can make use of them, please feel free. If not, I can see if Mimzy has some bleach wipes...."

Skip has unlimited dancing lights and will never go blind, he just has to make up some elaborate story to explain them. I have a free upgrade slot if Osuro can't use them. I won't be taking anything from the pile otherwise, happy to leave it to front line fighters.

Skip takes stock the the hanging bodies quickly. "Well, now I regret the lights" He swipes his hand at the wall and the dancing lights go out.

Skip will cautiously move farther into the room. He keeps his pistol in hand in this horrifying place. As he directs it around where he's looking, he keeps one of the dancing lights moving about in front of him as if his pistol had a flashlight. Even if the room is decently lit, the extra light provides some comfort.

Is there a way to gauge how long these have been hanging here? Desiccated gives me the impression they are much older, but Skip will take a quick look to ensure there's no "choice cuts of meat" missing from these bodies, or risk of serial killer lurking down here.

Medicine: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18

Skip moves back from the melee, raises his pistol and fires at the remaining creature.

Mysticism DC equal to 20 + target CR: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19 Fail, no additional damage dice

Azimuth Laser Pistol vs EAC: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
Damage, F: 1d4 ⇒ 2
Damage, E: 1d4 ⇒ 3
Oof, not sure why I was excited to use a new ability when it required Skip to roll well! Also, thanks GM for fixing Skip's icon.

Round 1 - Move Action
Skip raises his pistol focuses his attention on it for a moment. The slight glow of the weapons power system seems to flicker and grow as a blue hue begins to pulse from the small pistol.

Magic Assassin - Imbue small arm, treating it as a magic weapon for the purposes of bypassing damage reduction and adding the electric damage subtype to additional damage dice

Standard Action
"I'll see if I can find the light switch!" Skip calls out, hoping the bright lights will daze their prey. As he waves his hand around the wall, four bright lights bathe the room in bright white light.

Casting 0 level spell Dancing Lights on the subterranean creatures. This was my chance to drop the other infinite worlds spell, but in this small room it would be like dropping a flashbang on us all. I'll start with this and see if it has any effect on them. I would place one light above each of the creatures, one over Skip, and one over Schuka

Skip accepts the water and the translation graciously. "Of course, thank you Mimzy. As to the translation, It doesn't fill me with the warm welcome that it may have once intended."

He glances down at his now dirty scarf. "Well, my poor scarf is ruined. Shame, I purchased it from a merchant ship in the vast, he claimed it was a rare fabric from a distant planet called Wistinte-4, lightweight, moisture wicking, fireproof. Price, 45 credits." He discards the item in the hallway.

If there's nothing to learn from the writing on the walls Skip will move on and join the group. Was just searching for a fun way to use infinite worlds - which I have never used. but I suspect there may be be a use for it here, in the right circumstance

"Yes, onward then. What could go wrong investigating this trail of blood"

Skip trails along the group, Taking in his surroundings. He's still keenly interested in the structure. He approaches the words written on the wall and tries to investigate. He removes his khaki coloured safari scarf and uses one end to attempt to wipe off the grime.

Here's a stretch, Could Skip use the Witchwarper's Infinite World's ability to see through the dirt? He can make difficult terrain, could kind of undo the damage here? Just trying to gain some insight to what's going on here.

Skip watches as the others scale the wall. He looks around and realises he is now alone in the dark tunnels. "Well, old chap, this is what you signed up for" he tells himself and set off us the wall.

Athletics: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

At the top Skip passes through the rough stone and into the metal decking. As he moves he reaches out and touches the wall as it transitions to the new material. He takes a moment to inspect that it indeed a metal structure buried in the tunnels, and not some twist of his perception or the reality around him. That he's not tripping out and it's actually what it appears. "What an interesting structure. Are there records or old plans that may show that there was a building here? Was it visible on your map, Brigadier?"

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

Skip appears to be distracted that his immaculate safari outfit may have been creased or dirtied during the scuffle. He hardly gives the combat a second look as he brushes dust from his tunic. "...Dreadful.. absolutely dreadful.." he can be heard to mutter to himself.

Once the noise of battle settles down and he is confident that his attire has been mended, he raises his head and takes.stock of the situation.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16

"Oh my, excellent job everyone."

"Ah, delightful! Thank you so much Mimzy. What an opportune time for a coffee break!"

He enjoys his buttertart with a few other loud and positive exclamations while he eats.

Survival: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14 This is more what I am used to with Skip

"I'm afraid the subterranean light must be getting to me...' He redraws his pistol after the short break and takes a look around for danger.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

Survival: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

Oh... Shhhhh... Momo spots some tracks headed into the eastern tunnel There's definitely stridermanders here... there's a sour smell... it's smell a bit like... she eyes Skip, as if he should know what she is talking about, ...a bit like driftdead, but more decomposed...

"ah, yes. The all-to-familiar scent of danger afoot! We must be cautious!"

He draws his laser pistol and adjusts his hat before moving on behind the other Starfinders as they pick out the correct path.

Survival, aid: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17
Went back and checked, I stacked insight bonuses so Skip does not Auto-aid.

Skip, a retired cartographer, takes a look at the map for a moment. "A rudimentary scan, but it will suffice!, After you Mr Darkrunner!"

Auto-aid

Skip bids the Vesk farewell and slides his plate away as soon as the group leaves the table. "I'm glad you are enjoying it Momo, it's obscenely hot. Not for me. I should have been warned when the heat overpowered your cybernetic sensibilities, Darkrunner."

He turns again to Momo. Miss Strawberry, I do want to thank you for your kind words earlier, I was honored."

As the servers arrive Skip asks to see the menu and selects a more traditional dish, some antlered creature with local potatoes and vegetables and a glass of wine. Even if the other Starfinders excuse themselves to their rooms, he is happy to sit and enjoy the ambiance and the meal.

Later he strolls the streets on the town with his hands clasped behind his back enjoying the evening weather and local charm. He stops in a few shops along the way before returning to his room for the evening.

Skip will purchase 2 Mk1 Healing Serums, a Mk1 Ability Crystal, and probably some heartburn medication. I added these to his character sheet when leveling up but will record them here for this chronicle. He will spend the time in his room communing with the ability crystal for a +2 to Dex.

Skip tries to hid the fact that he is touched by Momo's kind words to maintain an aura of strength in front of the Vesk. Good thing he is already sweaty and tearing up from the dinner.

Bluff: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19

Skip peers down at the plate that is served to him, and chooses to dive right into the meal to attempt to impress the Brigadier.
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11
Culture: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14
Fort Save: 1d20 ⇒ 9

It goes poorly. He attempts to collect himself and tries to refocus on the conversation. To try and cover for his discomfort, Skip covertly casts 0 Level Spell 'Charming Veneer' on himself.

"Tell me Starfinders, you spoke of your prior missions and duties, but what assistance do you believe you can provide me?"

"Well Brigadier, I.. oh my... whooooo... " He struggles. "I like my team offer our wealth of experience. While I am a newer member of the Starfinder Society, I have a lifetime of experience traveling to strange and distant places. He pauses a moment to collect the sweat from his forehead with his napkin. "I have been witness to many strange events in my travels. Not much surprises me anymore. While the Stridermanders may be cunning, they are no match for a seasoned explorer such as myself... and the rest of my team, of course."

Diplomacy with Charming Veneer: 1d20 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 10 + 1 = 29

"Can you tell me more about their pelt? Would it be suitable for the lining of a loafer, or a rougher texture for gloves or a hat?"

When the swarm is mentioned, Skip glances quickly at Momo for her reaction before introducing himself. Knowing the Vesk value strength, Skip takes a boastful approach.

"Brigadier Teshgari, I am Skip Intro. Before being a Starfinder, I have spent an entire career exploring the galaxy for mining riches and mapping distant planets. There with the local populations I would share in their cultures and taste their wild meats. So I know tonight shall be a treat for all! I am also eagerly anticipating our hunt together. I hope we will have an honourable hunt. You should know, that I also hunt the hunters!

Skip is happy to depart from the ship for a shore excursion. He seems happy and relaxed as the skittermanders swarm them, and makes conversation with them with good humor. He seems to be enjoying himself too much to take notice of the direction of the turrets as they depart to the restaurant.

'Mimzy, a pleasure to meet you. Nutritionalist, you say? I trust that you can at least expect the Brigadier to eat his daily share of protein this evening at least! Does the Brigadier usually travel with a large entourage?"

"I rather enjoy a sweet pie. Some I have had are personal sized with a maple filling, usually adorned with rasins or various nuts. It's delightful with an afternoon coffee. Tell me, is there more you can tell us about The Hunt? From the name I gather it's some kind of wild-game based menu?"

Along that train of thought, Skip will quietly add to the other Starfinders "A way to impress the Brigadier may be to sample some of the more extreme menu items, prove our intestinal fortitude, as it were!"

I will have Skip's character sheet uploaded today. I just spent an extra evening sleeping on a multiclass dip.

There's not much to offer in Witchwarper 3 at this point for me, other than a few additional spells, +1 BAB and weapon specialization for +1 damage. I'm a little underwhelmed. Skip was never built to be a combat heavy character, so my main frustration playing him is not being able to contribute to alot of skill checks or narrative parts of scenarios. I've decided to try a Operative dip to boost his skills to fill out my original character concept for him. Plus add magical damage with Magical Assassin replacing trick attack. I'm hoping Small arms weapon focus (especially the +2 at later levels when his BAB will be 3 lower than character level) as well as Spell focus helps to keep him a little bit competitive once the shooting starts.

Posting this as a update, and for posterity (so I can see where it all went wrong).

Culture: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18

Skip considers what he already knows about the area, and discreetly peeks into the paper back travel guide he produced earlier, not really coming up with anything else of value that the rest of the team hasn't uncovered.

I was going to offer Skip's 0 Level spell Charming Veneer for Gather Information, which would give a +1 to CHA based skills, but I think that may be best suited for our encounter with the Brigadier

Mister Intro! Momo exclaims happily, and then looks at the floor and adds no, I'm not following you...

'I jest, of course! I am so pleased to be working with you again.'

"I could regale you with facts from the travel guides, but I'm not sure I really know anything you don't. We'll have some time to do research and discuss what we think we know while we travel."

Skip begins to draw out a paperback travel guide from his vest, then immediately returns it as Osuro begins speaking.

As Schuka's tank begins to move, Skip stares for a brief moment in a calm, quizzical way. It's almost as if he distrusts what he is perceiving, in a practiced manner. When it's clear that others can see the tank move a wide smile breaks out and he greets the newcomer warmly.

After breifing

Skip appears overjoyed at the concept of dinner out with distinguished guest, followed by a safari adventure. He's got big 'retired guy on a cruise ship' energy here.

"That sounds delightful! While I'm happy to hear I've dressed appropriately for the safari, I'm afraid I'm under dressed for dinner." He removes his wide brimmed kahki coloured hat and looks down at it before continuing. "Subterrainian, you say? I guess I won't be needing this then. Shame, it's made of the finest sholapith from the jungles of Castrovel.... but I digress. Is there any more you can tell us of Brigadier Teshgari that may help us in our negotiations?'

The meeting room doors open to reveal an older gentleman dressed in khaki colours - A wide brimmed hat, a many-pocketed vest, scarf and leather satchel. He appears to be dressed for recreation instead of a pending mission.

"Greetings, greetings! Oh my, is that Momo Strawberry? What a delight! He moves over to Momo immediately to greet her. "We meet again, are you following me?" He jokes before lowering his voice a bit. "How is the flight treating you, everything ok?"

He will also move around to greet the others. He is very friendly and outgoing. "I can't recall having been to Vesk-3 before... no I spent the bulk of my previous career mapping distant worlds in the vast. Does anyone know anything more about our destination?'

"Ah, Momo! What a wonderful surprise! I had heard there was a Safari of some sort. I thought it may be nice to go on a relaxing excursion after our recent brushes with danger!"

I have a level 3 Witchwarper available to play. Unfortunately my higher tier character just hit level 7.

I will have to level up my Witchwarper, I'll see if I can find him "more gun"

No day job from Skip either.

Thank you everyone for another great game. I apologize for my posting rate, I have been a little pre-occupied with situations at home which made it difficult to find the time and creative energy to participate as much as I typically enjoy doing. Luckily the rest of you are all heavy lifters on these boards and can carry the weight of Skip's single digit rolls.

Skip looks back in the ships wake for any man-shaped floating debris.

Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

He becomes distracted quickly thinking some driftwood may have been his scarf for a moment.

Not sure poor old Skip has rolled a double digit this whole scenario

Skip scrambles back to the craft with the assistance of the life ring and Momo. He is a little embarrassed as he clambers aboard. This doesn't last long as the realisation that his outfit is ruined.

"Yes, my apologies Mr. Liftt. I presumed the grab-handles would be sufficient. Good heavens! My scarf, it's gone! I also appear to be missing a castrovel coin from my loafers. That was an antique from the days of physical currency!"

I do not have any healing spells for Antethriss, unfortunately.

He is of course mortified to discover one of the crew is in mortal danger and he was too concerned with his garments to take notice.

Reflex Save, Shaken: 1d20 + 3 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 3 - 2 = 4

The aged Starfinder attempts to hold on as the CHERAV hits rough waters and rougher solid objects.

I will hold off on combat actions to see how badly this resolves for Skip.

Skip watches the remaining enemy as their ship comes around again. He bides his time until they close in.

Delay - Not much I can do. Spells are out of range, and I don't think improved demoralize will work with the noise.

Stand back Momo shouts, knowing full well what she is capable of herself and pointing as the space behind Skip this guy is dangerous

Photon Attune 2/3

Skip gives a knowing nod at the youngster and moves away to the front of their vessel. As he watches the cultist hit the deck in front of them, he struggles to remember... Wasn't there an electrical junction box there where he landed? Did he dream that?

Casting 0 level spell Hazard, Electric Damage, DC 14 reflex negates, SR Yes: 1d3 ⇒ 3

Skip hangs on to a handle in the vehicle as it bounces along. He peers out at the cultists ahead of him and judges them to be outside his sphere of magical influence. He again levels his pistol out a firing port and tires to connect with the cultist approaching their craft.

Azimuth laser pistol vs Red EAC, shaken: 1d20 ⇒ 5
Damage, f: 1d4 ⇒ 1

His tactic seems to be the same as the encounter with the sea creature, fire into the air to scare it away.

Skip will also draw his laser pistol and fire a shot at the creature from their vessel.

Azimuth Laser Pistol vs EAC, shaken: 1d20 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 - 2 = 8
Damage, F: 1d4 ⇒ 1

"Posthaste Mr. liftt!"

Perception, Shaken: 1d20 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 1 - 2 = 1

Skip is startled awake from another nap that apparently snuck up on him. He barely gets his bearings, and doesn't see anything other than the plume of smoke.

"My goodness! What's happening? Where am I?... oh, Hover vehicles you say? Could this be related to the ship we couldn't identify? Everyone we spoke to seemed to be here for honorable reasons."