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This is bad, Duncan says.

"Not now, Dunk," Sonya replies, quickly reviewing her options. Cascade and Wrench Witch had both taken significant damage and the mauler showed little sign of slowing down. Without any real hope of retreating now that they'd angered it, there was only one move.

"Activating Hyperspec Fuel Injector," she informs the rest of Cobalt. "Spread out, divide its attention. Thunder-Walker, if you engage, choose your moment wisely."

Activating Core Power as Protocol. Granting Baywulf a Leadership die as a free action.

Sonya thumbs open the safety mechanism for the fuel injector and presses the button. The Way She Goes reacts immediately as its reactor spins up, pushing more energy to all of its systems. Sonya throws the mech in reverse, moving back and firing with her main cannon.

Moving two hexes back to stand beside Hostile Witness. Skirmish as Quick Action to shoot HMG. Consuming Lock On, plus Melodee's Spotter talent.

HMG + Lock On + HSFI - x2 Soft Cover - Innacurate: 1d20 ⇒ 9
HMG + Lock On + HSFI - x2 Soft Cover - Innacurate: 1d20 ⇒ 13
1d6 ⇒ 5 Total to hit roll comes to 8. I don't think that hits.
Damage: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (1, 3) + 4 = 8

Sonya keeps her mech moving, having Duncan lock on to preserve any advantage they might have.

Move and free boost, plus Quick Tech to Lock On.

Coming to a stop at the Mauler's 11 o'clock, she unloads with her cannon again in an attempt to slow the beast down.

Using Initiative to use Covering Fire on the Mauler as a Free Action.

As soon as the mauler breaks cover, Garuda swings her cannon along its path towards Wrench Witch.

Covering Fire Attack: 1d20 - 2d6 ⇒ (19) - (2, 6) = 11
Covering Fire Damage: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (1, 3) + 4 = 8

Rolled a 19 plus two Difficulty, one for Inaccurate and one for Soft Cover. 13 to hit. Covering Fire attacks do half damage, so 4 damage.

"Ah, shit," Garuda mutters. "So much for the peace offering.

The Way She Goes steps into the gap between the mechs of Wrench Witch and Cascade. She deploys one of her turret drones, small rockets propelling it from her mech's back and onto a rocky promenade between the creature and her team.

"Don't let up, Cobalt! This thing picked the wrong people to f$$! with!"

She opens fire with her main cannon, not really trying to hit the beast as much as she was trying to pin it down.

Move two hexes. Quick Action to deploy a drone. Quick Action to use the Covering Fire action from the Heavy Gunner talent (pg. 97).

"Steady, Cobalt," Sonya replies. "This isn't a fight we need, not if we can avoid it."

She pulls up an overview of their recent path towards Musterishelli. "Remember those quadropeds about a click back? Let's fall back and see if the mauler wants to be fed. If not, maybe you get your wish, Thunder Walker."

She turns The Way She Goes around and begins moving hastily away from the source of the roar. "Form up on me, Cobalt, and keep your eyes open."

"Keep trying to get a location on that signal, Witch," Sonya says, re-opening the frequency the Blackhorn speaker used.

"Blackhorn representative, this is Garuda. We are not your enemies and we have no desire for conflict with you or your people. Unfortunately, we are currently lost in this blizzard. We can turn back if we are provided a navigable route."

A bluff—a weak one—but perhaps this Blackhorn was arrogant enough to believe that her team was nothing but a helpless group of off-worlders.

1d20 ⇒ 1

ope

"Cascade is right. Unless we know they're a threat, let's stay in formation."

Sonya switches her comms to general broadcast and delivers a warning to whoever was watching, letting Duncan translate her words into the planet's native tongue.

"This is Garuda, commanding officer of Cobalt Team of the Disaster Relief Corps. To the unknown mech scanning my team, be advised that we are here on a lawful search and rescue mission. We are not hostile, but we will retaliate if fired upon. If you are friendly, please respond. Over."

Sonya pushes a breath out from between pursed lips, waiting for a response. If none come, she will gather the team and continue pushing towards the last know location of Argent.

Cursing after her latest failure to raise DRC Command, Sonya opens up her squad's channel. "Alright, Cobalt. I'm sick of this voyeur. If repairs are finalized, let's get a move on."

"Let's take shelter in that treeline and make any necessary repairs." Sonya says, while having Duncan scan the area for further danger. "Don't get comfortable though, Archer is depending on us."

She scans the damage report for The Way She Goes. Nothing critically damaged, but the beasts had come close. She would use the time to patch up any holes and try to reach Command.

I will make a Repair to bump my HP back to 10 and reduce my Repair Cap by 1.

Sonya bends her mech low to pick up the autocannon, its ammo feed magnetically snapping back into place. She lets the barrel spin up while emptying the clip of her pistol at the final vulture. Discarding the pistol. Finally, she lowers the autocannon for a burst of heavy rounds, in case the creature still lives.

Pistol: 1d20 ⇒ 2
Pistol Damage: 1d3 ⇒ 3 Reliable 1
Heavy Machine Gun: 1d20 - 1d6 ⇒ (20) - (5) = 15
HMG Damage: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 5) = 6

Can't move thanks to the ice, but I will Barrage.

Sonya grins wolfishly as the creature hits the ground, its wings and body perforated by numerous autocannon rounds. Her victory is short-lived however, as The Way She Goes rocks forward from an unseen blow.

New warnings pop into her HUD and Duncan tells her of a proximity alert — one of the other beasts had closed the distance and hit her from behind. With a curse, Sonya turns her mech to face the fresh threat, dropping her chaingun. At this range, it would be near useless anyways. A plume of steam bursts from below, the heat from her cannon's rotary barrels sublimating the snow into gas. Through the haze, she engages her sensors and draws her mech's sidearms: a pistol and knife both longer than she was tall.

Using Initiative to Lock On to the Green Vulture.

"New bogies, Cobalt!" she warns, before tackling into the vulture, using her mech's superior weight to try and push the beast away.

Quick Action to Ram the Green Vulture, consuming Lock On. Wrench Witch's Spotter lets me roll twice and pick the highest. If successful, I will push it back a space and knock it Prone

Ram w/ Lock On + Spotter: 1d20 + 1d6 ⇒ (17) + (4) = 21
Re-Roll Ram w/ Lock On + Spotter: 1d20 + 1d6 ⇒ (19) + (1) = 20

Seeing the vulture bounce away and onto the ground, Sonya's grin returns. She opens fire with her pistol, hurling the knife for good measure.

Last quick action to Skirmish, using both my Pistol and Knife.

Pistol vs. Prone: 1d20 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + (2) = 6
Pistol Damage (Reliable 1): 1d3 ⇒ 3
Knife vs. Prone: 1d20 + 1d6 ⇒ (14) + (6) = 20
Knife Damage: 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Knife Crit Damage: 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Free from the vulture throwing off her shot, Sonya turns back to its nest and the young crawling from it. Pushing her reactor past its safety parameter, she has Duncan run the telemetry data and fires a shell from the mortar mounted on her mech's right shoulder.

Mortar vs. Purple: 1d20 - 1d6 ⇒ (20) - (3) = 17
Mortar vs. Yellow: 1d20 - 1d6 ⇒ (14) - (2) = 12
Mortar Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

So 3 total damage from my attacks, plus the 3 from my gun turret. If it moves or Boosts, my Pistol Overwatch is below.

Alarms blare inside her cockpit as the chemical stench of whatever corrosive bile the beast spat reaches Sonya's nose.

"They're to surround you," Duncan informs her.

"I see them," she replies, pushing The Way She Goes towards God Bearer.

Sonya presses a series of buttons, deploying a turret drone to watch her back as she spins up the on her chaingun. The drone lands on the ground nearby, its sensors feeding data to Duncan and allowing the COMP/CON homunculus to respond to threats.

"Assist Thunder Walker," she radios to Cobalt. "I'll hold this one off."

Move three hexes. Giving Cascade a Leadership die to aid Baywulf. Quick action to deploy a turret drone to where I drew the X. Quick Action to use Covering Fire against the red vulture.

The past several hours have seen Sonya sprawled across the cockpit of her Everest, pouring over an unfolded physical map of Sparr's terrain compared to their woefully inadequate telemetry. She sighs, taking a bite from a bar of compressed nutrients—field rations for extended stays inside a mechanized chassis, when hostile environments prevented proper cooking.

The Way She Goes trudges through the snow, her COMP/CON co-pilot following Wrench Witch's Onward as she rotates the map, trying to make better sense of their surroundings. The new perspective did little to help: they were f#!!ing lost.

"Contacts," Duncan exclaims. "Three contacts, native fauna, possibly hostile."

Sonya looks up, her chewing slowed as she squints through the plate glass of her cockpit. She throws the map behind her seat and assumes command of the mech, pushing The Way She Goes forward to stand beside Wrench Witch.

"Heads up, Cobalt," she says. "We have possible hostile contact at our 12."

Like most things Sonya has seen on Sparr, the creatures were strange, beautiful, and threatening. She had no doubt they could engage a mech and win. "What are we looking at, Dunk?" she asks, activating her sensor suite and locking on to the nearest creature.

I move forward two hexes to be adjacent to Wrench Witch. Using two Quick Tech actions to Scan and then Lock On to the Red enemy. If Wrench Witch consumes the Lock On, she can roll twice and pick the higher roll.

Systems: 1d20 - 2d6 ⇒ (20) - (1, 1) = 18 = 19

"Nothing left to do but do it," Sonya intones, repeating the words she and her husband shared countless times.

She leads Cobalt into the storm.

"Roger, Command. Thanks for the heads up. No sign of hostiles, will keep you advised. Over."

Sonya eyes the telemetry data of the distress signal overlaid with a topographical map of Sparr's harsh terrain. It was rough country, but at least they'd avoid the mountains.

"Duncan, how long until we enter the mission area?" Sonya asks.

"Accounting for the weather is difficult, Sunny, but at your current pace you can anticipate arriving in nine days," the COMP/CON unit replies. It sounded like her husband, it even mimicked his mannerisms, but it was only a comforting ghost. Happy melancholy curves the corners of her mouth into something resembling a smile. It was better than nothing, better than no Duncan at all.

Sonya opens her radio to the rest of the squad. "You heard Command, Cobalt. Things just got a little more complicated. Fan out until visibility drops. Thunder Walker has point. We still have a ways to go until we find Argent's last known location, so get comfortable."

"We can fill in the details on the way, Cascade," Sonya offers. "Comms test, Cobalt. This is Garuda checking in."

The Way She Goes stomps out into Sparr's seemingly endless blizzard, the drifting snow evaporating as soon as it touches the lumbering chassis.

Hey, Losonti, would you mind sharing the formatting for the information under your alias? It looks handy!

Sonya looks over the data and listens to Ylva. The more she heard, the less she liked, but there was little time to waste. Argent was missing and needed a possible evac. She looks to the assembled team.

"Any more questions for the deputy director, or can we go pull Argent's ass out of the fire?"

CW, are you familiar with RetroGrade Minis?

I'm a subscriber, so I can make and export tokens for the game if you'd like. I can share them easily on Discord.

Sonya blows on her cup of coffee, the steam curling skyward, while she looks at the operational data. With a flick of her thumb, she downloads the information to her personal datapad. Grey eyes scanning the information, she takes a test sip and winces from the still too-hot liquid.

"What do we know about the distress signal?" Sonya asks. Unlike Baywulf, her voice has no trace of an accent. The two are different in many ways, with Sonya lacking the ornamentation of her more flamboyant companion. She wears a simple Union Navy jumpsuit with her greying hair pulled back into a ponytail.

Dot?

I can't post either.

Dot?