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Sturmvanger asks Kinpopo to perform any analysis possible before they leave the locked door. He briefly contemplates trying to break in, but it takes only a few moments of considering the force already unsuccessfully applied for him to know he doesn't have the right tools for the job. Not to mention the fact that the right tool IS available not far away.

"Blitniz's report is correct," Sturmvanger added. "There is evidence that the facility was designed to create doomsday weapons. My recommendation is that all data be copied and moved to a secure location then purged from the original site. Anyone who finds it will be able to created devices of extreme destructive potential.

"On a personal note, I would like to commend my two fellow agents on their performance. Without their skills and knowledge we would not have discovered half as much as we did."

Yeah, I don't see where he actually gave it to us, either, but maybe we're misreading.

Sturmvanger looks expectantly at the other two. "Wait...neither one of you brought it either?" he asks as he realizes they don't have the key.

"Yes, I suppose it is time to report back, then."

Sturmvanger closes the remaining distance between himself and the giant robot head. He extends his bone blade as he moves, putting his weight and momentum behind it as he stabs at the machine.

Heavy Bone Blade: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11
Piercing: 2d4 + 9 ⇒ (1, 2) + 9 = 12

Defend when your enemy is strong, attack where your enemy is weak. Sturmvanger's old trainer hammered that into him again and again when he was learning to fight. If this robot can shoot then shooting is of only minor tactical advantage and Sturmvanger is better up close.

He spreads his wings, leaping and beating them to close the distance. As he comes to land, he takes another shot.

After all, his trainer also always said "it never hurts to shoot a monkey flanker."

Tactical Rail Cannon: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
Piercing: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

Sturmvanger knows how to appear hostile, too.

He orients his railgun on the head and takes a shot, letting it come to them rather than charging toward it.

Tactical Rail Cannon: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
Piercing: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

I'm good with the placement.

"I was about to say the same thing," Sturmvanger comments, readying his gun. He doesn't fire yet, though.

After all, maybe this is a friendly nanite driven disembodied giant robot head in this abandoned factory.

Sturmvanger grunts his approval as one of the tech heads successfully defuses the perilous situation. He takes one of the grenade starcells and suggests each of the others take one, as well.

He gives a little shiver at the technocreche, instinctually imagining the nanites crawling across his skin instead of its surface.

Thus, he's pleased as Raia also points out the logical location of the entrance. Though, the idea of going INTO that swarm is not particularly appealing.

As the others begin their work, Sturmvanger falls into a role he knows very well. He stands watch while those with skill and knowledge do their work, ready to use his own skills and knowledge to protect them from any outside threats.

He can't help but thing of Seggas as he does so. It has been months since he's seen her, yet he knows she is still out there. That fact raises more questions than it answers, though as he wonders if he failed her somehow and that is why she left or if she is trapped somewhere and can't return to him.

Survival: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

"This guy wasn't alone but it seems like his allies bugged out at some point. Let's stay on our toes, though. There's no telling whether or not they'll come back or when," Sturmvanger says as he examines the area.

"And how would we go about taking the starcells out?" he asks.

Sturmvanger goes for the quick kill, focusing on a flurry of attacks rather than a single well aimed blow.

Heavy Bone Blade (Full Attack): 1d20 + 7 - 4 ⇒ (1) + 7 - 4 = 4
Piercing: 2d4 + 9 ⇒ (1, 4) + 9 = 14

Heavy Bone Blade (Full Attack): 1d20 + 7 - 4 ⇒ (4) + 7 - 4 = 7
Piercing: 2d4 + 9 ⇒ (4, 4) + 9 = 17

"You can assume that this means that we won't be assisting you in your explorations," Sturmvanger says as he extends his bone blade and stabs it at the corpse robber.

Heavy Bone Blade: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16
Piercing: 2d4 + 9 ⇒ (2, 1) + 9 = 12

"The worlds do, indeed have many problems and someone who can help with them would be nice," Sturmvanger says.

"We'll come with you and see where we can do some good," he continues.

Better to keep an eye on this being than let it wander alone wreaking more havoc. Besides, it might have some useful knowledge even if it is misguided in its use.

"Many eyes can see many things," Sturmvanger says, offering his help as well. Though he's contemplated literally getting many eyes to see many things, before.

Yes. I was just letting Blitniz handle the talking since he was doing a good job.

Sturmvanger examines the room quickly and readies his gun. Then, perhaps because he's worried about being heard over the noise, or perhaps he simply does not want to shout over it, he gestures to his companions to follow him toward the rooms to the East, looking for cover along the way.

"Wait...aren't we biological contaminants?" Sturmvanger says once Blitniz explains what's happening.

He feels less bad about readying his rail gun as soon as the cleansing cycle began now that he knows it actually is dangerous.

Sturmvanger looks at the armored figure, then to the tracks and squints.

"Korasha," he answers, confidently.

Survival: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

"These tracks belong to Lashunta sized anacites," Sturmvanger says as he examines them.

"Maybe they're the ones who removed the machine components for some reason," he continues. He continues deeper into the facility.

Sturmvanger simply nods, his distant gaze snapping to the armored creature and then to the horizon.

I may as well see if I can fix it ... maybe we can monitor comms or something

Say Sturmvanger. Didn't you used to hang out with a rather crazy mad scientist?
I miss that PC

There is a single moment of intense pain and sorrow in Sturmvanger's expression before it goes stonily stoic.

"I would say 'brilliant' rather than 'crazy,' but yes, my partner bond is with a scientist and we were performing missions together for some time," he replies flatly.

His voice grows quieter. "I have not seen her in quite some time," he admits.

Medicine): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

Sturmvanger examines the anacite and grunts thoughtfully as he makes a discovery.

"Look...something removed a couple of its arms. And not clumsily. I've been under the knife enough times to know when something is surgery and not butchery," he says.

"Do you want it or should I take it?" he asks Blitniz when they find the forcefield generator.

I adjusted my icon on the map. Sturmvanger is Large.

Sturmvanger feels a certain amount of satisfaction as he finishes off one of the bugs in one blow.

But the other is still causing trouble so he moves across to it and stabs.

Heavy Bone Blade: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17
Piercing: 2d4 + 9 ⇒ (4, 3) + 9 = 16

"I'm better up close, anyway," Sturmvanger mutters as the bugs get close.

While his companions retreat from the threat, he stands as a bulwark against it.

He mentally steels his skin, flexing his muscles under it to harden his scales.

Activating Battlemaster fighting style. I gain DR 1/- for 4 rounds.

Then lashes out at the bug with his bone blade.

Heavy Bone Blade: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13
Piercing: 2d4 + 9 ⇒ (1, 3) + 9 = 13

"Ready yourselves!" Sturmvanger calls to the other two, then follows his own advice, extending the heavy blade of bone from his forearm.

But he does not charge in, instead forcing the bugs to close the distance. He checks the sight on his gun then takes another shot.

Tactical Rail Cannon: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
Piercing: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

"What a surprise. We're sent someplace where something immediately wants to eat us," Sturmvanger comments sardonically as the fallen anacite and its likely killers appear.

"Let them come to us unless they demonstrate the ability to attack at range," he advises the group before firing his rail cannon at the blue tinged bug.

Tactical Rail Cannon: 1d20 + 3 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 3 - 2 = 4
Piercing: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

I don't necessarily think we need a pregen. And if we're really looking for healing, I'd go with the Envoy. HP healing is generally pretty unnecessary, especially if you can keep your SP up.

"Oxygen and food? You're spoiling us," Sturmvanger comments sardonically.

He checks his equipment and nods to Blitzniz.

"I'm ready," he confirms.

Sounds good to me. We got the fighting, magicing and skilling covered so healing's what we need.

"Religion is an odd thing," Sturmvanger says. "That leads people to odd conclusions. It is sacrilegious for adherents to their religion to enter this place, yet they encourage heathens such as ourselves to do so because they still need to know about what is inside."

He nods to the draconic armored kobold. "So long as they stay out of our way or can be shot," he pats the railgun strapped to his shoulder then holds up his arm, subtly flexing certain muscles causing a long blade made out of reinforced bone to extend "or stabbed, we should be fine."

A rose gold scaled dragon kin looms in the tent, his bulk filling much of the space. He watches thoughtfully, stroking his chin. There is a certain slow somberness to all of his movements.

"Are there any friendlies in the area that we should be on the watch for or can we assume that anything we encounter is hostile and should be dealt with accordingly?" Sturmvanger asks.

Hello, I plan on bringing Sturmvanger a bio-augmented Dragonkin Soldier to the party.

Mine looks good, too!

Sturmvanger lends his aid in getting Jadnura back onto the ship. He takes a final look at the place before they leave.

"Whoever it is, it sounds like they need help," Sturmvanger says. He isn't one to rush into danger, though so he is careful when approaching the next room, keeping his gun handy.

Sturmvanger pulls his rail cannon out of its harness, lowers it and fires at the creature.

Tactical Rail Cannon vs. KAC: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20
Piercing: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

Seggas keeps a stream of acid going from Bii.

BioBolter ‘Bii’ (Castrolance) vs EAC: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25
Acid Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Sturmvanger tries again then retracts his bone blade in preparation of drawing his gun.

Heavy Bone Blade: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8
Piercing: 2d4 + 9 ⇒ (1, 4) + 9 = 14

He clearly tries to do too much.

Sturmvanger throws another punch backing his bone blade at the strange creature.

Heavy Bone Blade: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19
Piercing: 2d4 + 9 ⇒ (3, 3) + 9 = 15

Welcome back! Glad you're feeling better.

Sturmvanger uses his mental connection to her to snap Seggas out of her reverie regarding all the wonderful options of this creature's DNA so that she can actually do something to get some of that DNA.

BioBolter ‘Bii’ (Castrolance) vs EAC: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27
Acid Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Crit Acid Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

I am going on vacation starting tomorrow and won't be back until Wednesday.

Feel free to bot Sturmvanger, as necessary.

"Don't you know it's rude not to keep your tendrils to yourself?" Sturmvanger says, moving into the room.

He extends his bone blade and jabs it at the creature to deter it from eating his fellow starfinder.

Heavy Bone Blade: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13
Piercing: 2d4 + 9 ⇒ (1, 4) + 9 = 14

"Seems as good a direction as any," Sturmvanger agrees.

"That's disturbing," Sturmvanger says.

"Perhaps we should experiment at the next door. Does anyone have any sort of distant sensing equipment? A camera or drone, for example?"

"I only know a couple ways to open a door like that, and I don't think the First Seeker would appreciate me using them," Sturmvanger says, patting his reaction cannon and holding up his extended bone blade.

Assuming it was fire damage, it's lessened by 2.

Sturmvanger falls to the ground below where the star was.

"Hot." He replies simply to the question about how it felt as he gets to his feet.

He gives a nod. "I'm fine," in response to questions about his health.

He scoops up the crystal. It's not useful for any of them but the man they're looking for can probably find something to do with it.

"Inside?" he asks.

Sturmvanger isn't great at dodging so he sticks with what he knows, jamming his bone blade into the sun as it gets close.

Heavy Bone Blade: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14
Piercing: 2d4 + 9 ⇒ (2, 1) + 9 = 12

He then finds himself stuck inside the thing and struggles to get out.

Escape (Attack Roll): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

If I can't escape with a strength based attack roll, I have no modifier in Acrobatics and a +10 in Athletics.

Sturmvanger moves into the fiery fray, extending his bone blade as he does so.

It doesn't seem like a good idea to slash something attached to his body through a tiny star, but it's the most effective option he has.

Heavy Bone Blade: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
Piercing: 2d4 + 9 ⇒ (4, 3) + 9 = 16

Sturmvanger is just enthralled by the black hole as the rest of the group for a bit. But then he deliberately looks away.

He turns on the environmental seals on his armor and heads for the airlock.

"Perhaps there is atmosphere in the temple?" he suggests in response to Catsial's question.

I didn't have a melee weapon out so no AoO for me. This is one of my favorite powers for my Solarian so it's interesting being on this side of it.

Refl: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Sturmvanger takes the full brunt of the kasatha's solar power but the thin layer of scales over his thicker scales burns away and immediately begins to grow back.

He pops out a long, heavy blade made of bone from his forearm. But, he doesn't want to prove these people's points by being bloodthirsty so he turns it at an awkward angle to not harm his attacker...too much.

Heavy Bone Blade (Nonlethal): 1d20 + 7 - 4 ⇒ (13) + 7 - 4 = 16
Piercing (Nonlethal): 2d4 + 9 ⇒ (4, 2) + 9 = 15

Sturmvanger has Fire Resistance 2 so, I think takes only 5 damage from the Stellar Rush.