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"I hate bugs..." Nuva'gek snarls, swinging his hammer down at the bug in front of him.

BANG! (Assault Hammer) vs Red: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Bludgeoning Damage vs Red: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

"... all of them, except my comrades." he finishes puffing from the exertion.

Nuva'gek grunts as he stands up groggily, almost like the after effects of a big night out on the Liquid Courage, gets his bearings and snarls, showing his monstrous teeth before letting out a roar swinging his assault hammer at the entangled skeleton.

BANG! (Assault Hammer) vs Blue: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
Bludgeoning Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

As the claw gauges deep in the Nuva'geks flesh he lets out a roar as the searing pain is almost too much to handle. He frantically searches for the pouch containing his Serum of Healings with his free hand and finally finds one.

Breaking open the lid and ingesting as much as possible whilst in the grappled state.

Serum of Healing MK 1: 1d8 ⇒ 4

It doesn't do much to the pain, but he can feel the wound burn just a little less.

HP rises from 4 => 8 and I have marked off a serum from my profile

"You need something carried? That I can do." Nuva'gek says, rolling his shoulders and shaking loose his arms. "I'll go get the UPBs and be back in no time, just don't leave without me." he adds.

Collecting UPBs (Athletics): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

And in no time at all, the hulking Vesk comes back to the dock with the required UPBs without a bead of sweat across his scales. "See, easy as squishing a bug under ya boot!" he boasts proudly, then realises what he said and shoots a look at Jekcedo and Naitier, "Not that I have done that or nothing..." he says almost sheepishly.

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Not used to the finer elements of life that the elven ship has, Nuva'gek spends most of his time in his quarters training and tending to his weapons and armor.

Hearing the proximity alerts go off, he instinctively goes for the weapon control panels but catches himself and heads for the bridge instead.

"Defend ourselves. Got it." Nuva'gek says, seemingly missing the entire point of the words and focussing on what his Vesk brain wants to hear.

He spends the next little while working his way around the various other Starfinders in the immediate vicinity trying to gather any further knowledge of the broadcast or planet.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (2) + 0 = 2

However he does not learn much as many of the folk are not too interested in speaking to the large Vesk or have not heard anything more than what Guidance has provided. He heads back to the group and proclaims "Not much info out there, but a few things to add to the 'Never speak to or save' list." glaring at a group of Ysoki not too far away.

Taking the lead opened by Gus, Nuva'gek adds "Those pups didn't stand a chance once we closed the distance." Nuva'gek feints to step left and then leaps high and to the right pretending to bring his hammer down as if he was really back fighting the Akatas.

Athletics: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

He nimbly lands, with a loud THUD, comes back to the camera and starts talking again,"The Akatas tried to bite and claw us to bits and infect us with some kind of larva, but they couldn't get through this hide." he says proudly pounding his fist across his chest, making a loud cracking sound as his gauntlet smacks against his breastplate.

"I am Nuva'gek, previously of Vesk-7, now proudly of the Starfinder Society." and puffs his chest out a little bit."I specialise in all things weapons and warfare, Starships included." he adds.

Continuing he says "For instance, take the ship we used in one of our earlier missions, the Tier 2 Pegasus..."

Piloting: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

He takes a second to recall what he was going to say as he starts to get distracted by the cameras and lights but carries on"It is an explorer class vessel built to be an allrounder type ship. With decent weapons in the light laser cannons and coilgun, coupled with the manoeuvrability of something much smaller, it will likely put a dent in anything but the sturdiest fighters."

Not sure if these kinds of situations count, but I have Theme Knowledge of being a mercenary so I feel like talking about combats both in person and starships may fall in this category?

"Give it another go Gus, otherwise I will try to blow a hole in the door big enough for us." the large Vesk says. It is difficult to tell if he is being serious or jovial as he takes his seat in the turret.

"You have my thanks Triage." Nuva'gek says with a respectful nod as he looks over the treatment.

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Nuva'gek looks at the Stewards and says firmly "The ship is secured, but we should NOT have been blindsided by this. How is it possible that these beasts were on board?"

He takes a second to breathe, closes his eyes and refocuses. "My apologies for the outburst, we were just taken unawares and it could have ended badly as Yarsox said. At least the situation is now under control and we can finish the job"

"Focus on the yellow one ey? You got it!" Nuva'gek snarls as he lifts his assault hammer in the air ready to bring it down on the akata in front of him with full force.

BANG! (Assault Hammer) vs. Yellow: 1d20 + 4 - 4 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 4 - 4 + 2 = 14
Bludgeoning Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

BANG! (Assault Hammer) vs. Yellow: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 - 4 = 11
Bludgeoning Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Nuva'gek breathing is getting heavier the longer the combat goes on.
"Surely... that has done... some damage" he manages to get out.

Shrugging off the attacks from the akata Nuva'gek yells "Ha, you are nothing but a toothless pup after all. Let me show you the errors of your ways!"

BANG! (Assault Hammer): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

As the strike misses he gruffly says "Slippery little suckers though."

Nuva'gek snarls. "Ofcourse they are resistant to fire..."

Fortitude Save vs Yellow's Bite: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20 he shrugs off the bite and brings his assault hammer to bear.

"Let's see how you do against this then" and with a grunt of exertion he swings the hammer down.

BANG! (Assault Hammer): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
Bludgeoning Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

"Just keep shooting! It doesn't matter what it is, I am sure it can and will die!" Nuva'gek yells charging forward looking to act before the monsters can.

As he runs towards the beasts he rips out his laser pistol and lets loose his Opening Volley (vs Yellow)

Pew Pew (Azimuth Laser Pistol): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
Fire Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 4

Feeling emboldened by the trust and belief of the crew, Nuva’gek smiles and says over the comms ”Thank you. This battle has been very unbecoming of my skills and I won’t let it happen again. It is time to finish this.”

Coilgun Shot: 1d20 + 1 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 1 + 2 + 1 + 2 = 18
Damage: 4d4 ⇒ (2, 3, 4, 3) = 12

”Finally! he calls in success ”Your days are numbered pirate scum!”

Seeing the tea and thinking back to the words of encouragement shared by Charli before they departed, Nuva'gek takes the tea, breathes in deeply to calm himself and sips long and deep. He feels rejuvenated and ready to take his foes down. "I really must thank her again when I see her next." he thinks.

"Thanks Yarsox, let's try and end this."

Because of the calming tea he is not dispairing this time and just makes some adjustments to the console in front of him saying "Ok, I think I finally have the hang of this" more so to keep belief in himself than for the sake of the others.

Gek takes the marble from Kirkath and thanks him, bringing it up to his eye level and inspecting it. Hearing the hint of pride in the voice of Kirkath he pockets the marble in the same pocket he keeps his coin.

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In Fitch's office Gek is awestruck at the sight of so many blueprints and models. He would love to spend days immersed in them all and learning what he can, so he can either pilot or destroy them better.

He drifts in and out of attentiveness as Fitch talks but gets a basic understanding of what the mission is. His thoughts are interrupted by the sudden loud crash and he instinctively drops to a defensive position ready to face the threat. Seeing Fitch and the others acting so calm he returns to normal, noticing that Gus seemed to be the only other person ready to react if something was to go down.

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He spends some of his down time over the course of the journey tending to his armour and weapons to ensure they are in the best condition possible, ready for whatever journey lay before him.

As this is the first time on a Pegasus, Gek wonders the halls of the ship, learning the layout and how to use the ship's turrets and weapons to maximum effect.

"Yarsox, that game you have there, it seems interesting. Do you think you could teach me how to play it? Tactics and warfare are commonplace among my people and I am sure it will help me understand the goal!" he says with some pride and bravado.

Gek looks down at the ysoki and taking in the creatures small stature, a slight smile creases the corner of his mouth. "If by Mom you mean Fitch, then yes. I believe we are those you mentioned. Are you here to take us to her?"

He scans the crowds and the hustle and bustle of the dock and feeling a little overwhelmed by all the people in the vicinity.

Aside from his usual combat belongings Gek has also bought along the following as he is quite superstitious:
- a small star carved from the wood of a tree on Vesk-7
- his Starstone Compass that has V7 etched on the back that he never flys without
- a small round coin like object kept in the breast pocket of his clothes under his armour

He takes the tea from Charli and bows his head slightly "Thank you, I will pass them on when and if they arrive."

Looking cautiously at the creature with Grognard "What is that you have with you?"