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Thak, good to see you briefly with the mask slip. I'm looking forward to the game. My last Starfinder PC was a melee soldier, so I'm leaning towards a different kind of soldier (pistol dancer) or an operative (memory weaver). Ace Pilot is the theme. He will probably be a soldier, just exploring some options. @Therealthom, that's a really fun idea. I will use that for part of his most recent background.
I'm a player from GM Quirk's other Starfinder game. He invited me to join this one. Does the group need any role in combat filled? Are there any skills that need covering?
I'm here too. I understand that the game can't continue. Thank you for running it for as long as you did. It was fun! We could try some new pcs with the Playtest rules.
I've returned from a fantastic time! Thank you.
I have family visiting from Tuesday 8/6 until Wednesday 8/14. Posting will be very unlikely during this time. Please feel free to bot me. Thank you.
I'm sorry to hear about your father's health. Take the time you need to recover as well. Around July 8th sounds fine to me.
"I'm happy to do that. Thanks for asking, Augrok," Yormoishtali says as he starts climbing up the inset rungs to reach the top of the starship. Once on top the vesk searches for anything that doesn't belong.
"Let's do a security check before leaving," Yoromishtali says. "Make sure we don't have any trackers or more nefarious devices attached to the hull...or even inside."
Duncan, thanks for consolidating the possible positions for Starship posts. I wish Yoromishtali was a better gunner and could be a decent substitute for one other role. Oh well. Locket, you were at Absalom too? Small world! Welcome back.
Yoromishtali says, "Ah Brightbrightcrackleflickerdim doing us another favor. Yeah, do you need anything before going Locket? I hope those rumors don't alert any Aeon Empire sympathizers or agents." His eyes sweep the crowd in the vicinity. "It's not what I was expecting, but this station isn't so bad after all."
Yoromishtali laughs in surprise. The vesk gives the two pahtras a moment of privacy before approaching. "A cousin of yours so far from the Pact Worlds and the Veskarium? What are the probabilities of such a meeting? I'm asking rhetorically, not asking for any math," he adds talking to the newcomer in case he thinks Yoromishtali actually wants an answer. "My name is Yoromishtali."
A new player will be very welcome.
"Keeping the plan simple is a strength," Yoromisthali says. "Both a straight interception or a surprise attack have merits." He pauses and takes a slow breath. "I vote for the intercept and attack tactic."
"That is an excellent idea Duncan," Yoromishtali says. "Especially if we were being attacked by pirates. However, that's probably complicating the plan unnecessarily."
"Should we offer them a percentage of the supply ship's cargo," Yoromishtali asks his companions. "What other incentive might we give for them to help us?" The vesk turns to look at the crystalline beings and then back to Hasshashir. "That is going to save us a lot of time," Yoromishtali says to Hasshashir. "Thank you...and thank Brightbrightcrackleflickerdim for hearing our proposal."
"I'm going to record some audio," Yoromishtali says in Common to the pirates. "I think we'll be able to find a translator." He uses his comm to record. He points at his mouth, then his comm, and then speaks. "I hope this works. I feel a bit foolish. This is quite the adventure." Then he points to the pirates and his comm, miming that he wants them to speak.
Yoromishtali turns to his companions. "Well, I don't know what language they're using," the vesk says. "Any one recognize it?"
Yoromishtali enters the room with a nod of respect. He walks laterally along the wall a few steps. Then takes a few steps farther into the room. "Greetings," he says in Azlanti. "Greetings, greetings...uh, I don't speak Azlanti. He speaks." He indicates Duncan and takes a step back.
"I'll try to find who pirates sell their illicit items to. Maybe this person can help us get in touch with the glimmshar pirates." Yoromishtali uses his rudimentary understanding of Azlanti to read the store sign names with an emphasis on used or second-market goods. He's hoping to find where stolen goods from thieves and pirates are "processed" back into the community.
Yoromishtali nods along with Thak's words about rescuing Talmrin's prisoners. When Duncan mentions the the transponder codes, the vesk chuckles to himself with a shake of his head. "If you know of any former prisoners of that facility, or any Azlanti prison, we would be very interested in talking to them."
Yoromishtali nods along with Duncan's depiction of the events that lead them here. He takes out his comm and sends the Thak a text message: If we don't have enough money, perhaps we can provide a service. Like we did earlier.
While the minutes pass before the creature appears, Yoromishtali stands vigilant, waiting for more insect creatures to appear. Once Thak responds to the creature, Yoromishtali thinks in vesk, Ohhhh, a gift would have been a nice gesture. But what do you get for a creature that lives in pipes?! Ah is it telepathic?
"Lives in the pipes?" Yoromishtali says in surprise. "Okay, let's go find this opening."
"I thought that sounded like Azlanti too," Yoromishtali says. "I've been more focused on learning written words. Too focused I think."
Looking at the stranger, Yoromishtali points to his eyes, the first finger from each hand moving back and forth, as he repeats "Talmrin, Talmrin, Talmrin." He then looks away, searching the room with his gaze in an exaggerated manner.
"Colors and patterns?" the vesk says in response to Duncan's suggestion. "It must have really good eyesight. Probably sees colors and details I can't. I think it knows Talmrin since the skin flashed when you mentioned him, Thak." The vesk taps his chest. "My name is Yoromishtali."
Happy New Year to you as well! I'm looking forward to continued posting and a finish to this game.
GM Quirk, Wishing you resilience and tranquility in dealing with all those stressful things. Like everything else, time and energy for RPGs ebb and flow. A return to the game on January 2nd sounds good to me. Happy Holidays everyone!
Yoromishtali's jaw drops slightly and he glances from his companions to the stranger. "Oh he is not Talmrin. My misunderstanding. Sorry about that," he adds directed to the stranger. He grins and chuckles. "That could have been much more awkward."
Seeing Duncan's appearance become a vesk, Yoromishtali chuckles. "That's a good trick. Have you been capable of that all this time?"
Yoromishtali is looking at the broken weapons, trying to decide if these are being honored or displayed as trophies. After what felt like mere moments, he becomes aware that Thak and Duncan are attempting to converse with a large, blue being. Ill-defined eyes and prominent incisors. "Is this Talmrin?" he asks coming over.
"I don't want this shadowstaff, or any other for that matter," Yoromishtali says. "Thak, you look like you would appreciate it. If you don't like it, you can sell it." Yoromishtali checks the charges in the laser rifle. "Well, let's continue onwards."
"When the energy struck me I felt cold," Yoromishtali says. "Shivering cold. May I examine it?" The vesk holds out his hand and waits for Thak to give him the staff.
"Do you feel like pursuing him?" Yoromishtali asks the others. He turns back to the corpse that attacked them. Shaking his head, he sighs. "I say let him go. If he's smart he'll stay away. We should ask Hasshashir if there's a security or judicial system that deals with crime." He slings the rifle over his shoulder. "Good team work everyone. Let's go find that ship modifier."
Yoromishtali nods at Duncan as sign of "good teamwork" then spins and raises his rifle to aim at their remaining opponent. He feels his heart beating in his chest then takes a breath. A fraction of a second later, he fires. Assessing the results he moves down the corridor. "Why don't you flee?" he barks.
Yoromishtali gauges the distance between him and the draelik fighting Duncan. Close and distracted -- GO! he thinks and charges. He's carrying his rifle and doesn't want to lose momentum by switching to his doshko, so when he's a step away from the draelik, he unleashes a kick against the enemy.
Yoromishtali turns his attention to the opponent Thak indicates. The vesk pulls his laser rifle into position. "That one? You got it!"
"Ah, Duncan, you really got the worst of it with that fight," Yoromishtali says. "If you need any supplies from the station to help you recover, let me know. I can get you a fever suppressant or immune system accelerator." "Hasshashir, if I have any questions, I'll contact you. Any plans now that you're nearly recovered?"
"Cost is an issue, but not exclusive," Yoromishtali adds. "If they are cheap but don't do adequate work, the money is wasted. Though we're open to performing services depending on the situation in lieu of money."
"Well let's go tell Hasshashir about our success!" Yoromishtali says. "Hopefully then he can introduce us to someone to help with our ship modifications."
"No, no, nothing critical, Augrok," Yoromisthali says. "Water might be good to use against the nest. Fire too but there might be automatic suppression systems for that." He is quiet for a moment then laughs. "Of course a laser rifle often solves many problems. It just might help in this case too."
"I'm a little injured," Yoromishtali says to Duncan. "Mostly just need to rest for a few minutes. Careful with that nest. Could it be some sort of hive mind?"
Yoromishtali calls out "Resilience Duncan!" The vesk holds his doshko in a defensive manner as he side steps to be against the wall. A short bellow "Raaargg!" erupts while he sweeps his doshko at closest of the creatures fighting Duncan.
Thanks for the Gencon reminder. Enjoy!
Thak -- Don't worry about it! No apologies are necessary. Combat is complex and dynamic, just like fights in real life. In addition, Yoromishtali could have communicated his desire for flanking. Thak isn't a mind-reader.
Yoromishtali takes a breath and slides between two of the creatures. He knows he is weakening his defense, but thinks it is an acceptable gamble to get one of them between Thak and him. He adjusts his stance for attacking ankle-tall creatures and swings his doshko.
I forgot that Chiaiese left too. Have fun at Gencon.
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