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Soryn shows up, almost 20 minutes late, looking very disturbed, and perhaps a bit paranoid. "They found me. I don't know how, but they found me. I can't risk leading them to the Rock - it would be a trap. You all go, I am going to have to call in a few favors. I guess this was an obvious place for spies, but I thought enough time had passed. Fairwell, friends! I will leave you a message at Moons of Sleep, once the coast is clear."

Soryn stands by, continually amazed at the comments delivered by Dash, and grins. "It was a sight to see."

"I am happy to stay as well, until we have delivered our goods."

Soryn moves in and past the Akata, and then spins his stick down at it.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14
Damage: 1d6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 1 = 7

Soryn steps up and swings at green. "Hang in there, gang."

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16
Damage: 1d6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 2 + 1 = 8

Soryn moves forward to get at the aktas, concentrating on his mote to extend again into the familiar stick weapon.

Proton attune 1 of 3

Soryn isn't really quite that cutthroat, but how are goblins regarded in general? Are they truly space vermin? If so, he won't get in the way, but isn't going to kill them either.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

"Hey, what's that under the bunk over there?"

Soryn pulls out a key card and a credstick. "These could be useful."

Soryn will use a resolve point to do the same while Dash is working on the computer.

Soryn keeps spinning his stick, trying to connect with the purple one, hopefully giving Abe some cover to get clear.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17
Damage: 1d6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 + 1 = 8

Fort Save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13

Soryn wavers slightly, as the fight is clearly taking its toll. He twirls his dark stick and tries to pry the rat-like thing off of him. But his wounds are just too great, and his reflexes are noticeably slow.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Damage: 1d6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 1 = 9

Photon Attunement 3 of 3

Soryn weaves in, striking green with his dark mote-stick.

Photon Attunement 2 of 3
Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Damage: 1d6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 1 = 9

"Sorry I'm late."

Rough day, busy week. Work just kicking my butt!

Soryn was engrossed in a display panel when he wears another ruckus starting. Transforming his more of energy, he double times to the fray.

1 of 3 positron attenuation; double move

It's ok with me.

"Sure thing, Abe. But maybe let's finish looking over this ship?"

Soryn is ready to try the double doors.

Life Science: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15

Fort Save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Sprung holds his ground, whacking away with his dark matter stick.

Photon mode: 2 of 3

Mote smote: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
Damage: 1d6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 1 = 9

A chance to try out a new skill already! Assuming I can see it...
Life Science: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

I have decided to embrace the captain role, and so added a level in Envoy to boost overall skills.

So Soryn is now level 2 (and getting even more bossy with the Get'em! feature).

Piloting also applies to ground vehicles and chase scenes, and I think Navigation checks too. I see your point, though - especially since Mystic is only 1 of two classes that doesn't get piloting as a class skill. Although there are other ways to get class skills (like my Korasha lashunta gets to make any 2 skills into class skills).

"You are one colorful droid. Yes, let's go take a look."

I will probably not get a chance to level up for a day or so, but I will get there.

"Nice shot there, Ketch! Now, don't let it go to your head - I want to see you do it again."

Intimidate: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12

It seems weird to be barking demands, but Diplo and Intimidate are both +9 fro me, so we might as well get the +4, right?

Soryn tries a different tactic with Vetch, to see if it helps.

"If you're going to fire a gun, you have to hit what you're aiming at! Now get back on that target and get us a hit!"

Intimidate: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23

Being demanding gives +4 instead of just +2

Wow! Congrats! Hope mother and baby are doing well!

Captain's can go at any phase, but do we get to see the roles first? I am not sure if I should be guessing where I am needed or just jumping in when I see something just missing...

Soryn tries to encourage Vetch to aim true.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20

"It isn't looking to be friendly, and isn't responding to hails, so let's take the offensive here. He'll be fast and mobile, so you gunners need to take careful aim and lead him a bit."

Then seeing Dash's dancing routine, he changes tone. "Damn it, Dash! Get that ship in your sites and blast it!"

Demand a good shot from Dash, giving hime +4.
Intimidate: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29

"And can you give us a crew manifest for the Acreon. If we find someone, we will want to verify who they are, just in case there is some third party involved here."

"A tour would be nice, thanks. How long have you flown her?"

Soryn looks around and eventually sits down in the captain's chair.

As the image on the viewer appears, he replies. "Thank you, Captain. We will dock shortly."

Then to Kcectic, he mentally projects "You know how to do that, right?"

"Agreed. Let's hear each side's side on their own turf."

Several days means full recovery of stamina, no?

Soryn peruses the marketplace as well, but decides to hold on to his credits for now.
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After expecting to hear some evil, despicable proposal, Soryn is pleasantly surprised at the discussion.

"That seems like a reasonable and acceptable task. What sort of incentives are you offering for this... mission?"

Thanks for taking over while I was gone!

Culture: 1d20 ⇒ 14

Soryn is happy to help sell off the equipment, but doesn't really want anything specific yet.

Is that armor level 1 or 2? It says Estex Suit I but has a price tage for level II.

I am going to be travelling between star systems for the next few days, so please assume control of my mental facilities as needed to make Soryn dance like a puppet for you.

Will be back on Sunday.

Soryn wills his mote of dark matter to fashion itself into a long stick, which he grabs and twirls around. "Like Dash says, I don't need a gun... but I might just be eff-en crazy too."

Soryn slides in behind Abe, and starts looking around the room. Apparently, though, he is extremely distracted.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

"Good plan, metal man. I'll stand here by the staff entrance and wait for your signal. What will it be - high pitched screaming? Hopefully not something too flamboyant."

Soryn gets into position and keeps an eye out.

Soryn actually never left, but probably would have after 15 minutes or so with no one coming back in...

"Don't you all think it will be harder to get back in a second time? At least Dash was enjoying him/herself."

"I think Diplomacy is fine, but I am not sure this group will respond to that, so we better be ready to back it up."

Soryn watches Abe in disbelief, about to run into the backroom after him, and seeing him stumble out.

As he leaves the club, Soryn sends him a message, "Where are you going?"

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21

Soryn sends a mental communication to Vetch and Kcectic.

If I can also communicate to those outside, I will. I just don't know what the limitations are - line of site?

Soryn follows Vetch and Kcectic into the club, staying quiet and calm. Into the lion's den...

Using his own telepathy, he imparts a few thoughts to his collegues.

"I am going to hang by the corner and see if I can get a glimpse of what is behind that door as staff come and go. Call if you run into trouble."

"Yes, we are headed there next. I assumed you were on the right ide of this, but didn't know that you were actually hired. Who among the Collective hired you? I have a feeling they will want to speak to us."

"Maybe you should wait outside and make sure we aren't disturbed."

"Well, we are barely Starfinders. Maybe we just start with "friends of Kreel". Let's just find out what they know."

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Soryn comes in and stands quietly to the side, watching the others speak for now. He tries to look intimidating.

Yep - same here. Thanks!

Finishing a morning cup of java, Soryn nods 'good morning' to Abe.

"Level 21, yes. Not a very inventive group. But I don't suppose they are necessarily trying to hide."

I actually assumed the secon DC 20 was a typo and supposed to be DC25, which I just missed. I also just missed the DC 30, but couldn't have gotten it without some aid or somthing.

"When we are ready to approach the Downside Kings, I hear they work out of a nightclub called Fusion Queen. They use it as a front for their illegal activities."

Heading back to the hotel, Soryn decides he might be better off, for now, to bunk alone. So he pays for an efficiency, but tries to get one right next to at least one of the others.

Added 200 and removed 16 credits from sheet.

Soryn (having ranks in neither computers or culture) concentrates on listen to the others relate their findings. But while they are all pouring over data files, he starts asking around the perimeter of the investigation to see what he can find about the gangs.

Diplomacy, Downside Kings: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24

Diplomacy, Level 21: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29

"Well, we definitely have two gangs here with different motivations, it seems. These Downside Kings are thugs, and apparently thugs for hire. It appears that Astral Extractions has been employing them to apply pressure on the Hardscrabble Collective miners to hand over the Acreon and the Drift Rock to the company without dispute. The gang leader is currently a barbarous human woman named Ferani Nadaz, but that position seems to turn over often.

"Level 21 seems to be a little more reasonable, and may have been here specifically to protect the innocent."

"So, a test of sorts? Fine, I am happy to take on this task and prove my worth. But I am new to the station. Any idea where we might find these gangs to start asking questions?"

Not going to use my resolve point yet, since I am only 2 stamina down (right?)

"I am afraid Mr. Kreel was accidentally killed in a firefight that broke out between two gangs just as we were arriving. We tried to get to him in time, but the shot was deadly. I doubt he even knew it was coming. Did he have family?"