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"Let's set up some ways to keep in touch since our different jobs will soon be taking us in many different directions. We should continue building the friendships we have established."

While the player knows the PCs will be continuing to work together, Sparks does not know that.

"Sparks, I could not agree more. Good thinking."

Sparks is grateful for a good night's sleep, knowing the fledgling group has worked well together and accomplished something important not only for the group but for the larger actors of the station.

At breakfast, he breaks the news that he has been offered and has accepted an opportunity to become a product representative for Solar Dawn Foundries.

"Not unlike my own good fortune friend, congratulations!"

"Friends, I want it all. All of this. I think we should reach out to the L21 team and tell them we want them to run our new club. I also think that we can get their help fencing all of these things; who knows, maybe they will even offer us a better price on some of it. Now that we have the beginning of this mess sorted out, I also think we should speak to Chiksek in the morning. Who knows, maybe we will become Starfinders after all!"

Sparks does not have the proficiencies to use the rifle or the grenades (I suspect none of us do, given we are all solarians). The quick release sheath armor upgrade certainly should go to someone who has armor with an upgrade slot. Sparks' armor has 1 upgrade slot. We should also keep the UPBs for when someone can make use of them.

As Dirk said, healing items should be taken.

We could have each person who wants any non credits item to roll a d20 and let highest roll take first pick.

1d20

Totally agree on this and the split mechanics. Not sure there is going to be any competition, and we could allocate a portion of the cash to just buying healing stuff if that seemed helpful to people

My vote is still for money

"It would seem that we can all afford to keep our lights on for a moment. Anything on that Dirk?"


Zeph doesn't even have Computers as trained, speaking of which ... did 2nd Level just happen!?

REFsav: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 13
SHOCKsav: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

"You people are ba$tard people; I hate your a$$ ... face. My grandparents said I didn't have to be merciful to non-elves because of the whole Gap thing, well, this time, I'm going to do it their way!"

Zeph looks around for a medpac

-6hp

Zephyr, never one to shrink from a fight, steps out from behind the trifecta in blue to get a clear shot; "I may not know what HR means, but cracklin' rose here is like a store bought woman, and you've lit him up like a guitar hummin'"

ZephShot: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 211d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Zeph, worried about the Blue-Eyed Holistic Detective, races to position himself behind Dirk before the fight continues!

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Sparks strides into the room unabashed by their words. He lets his energy attunement reach its maximum. His mote sparks ominously. "We might respect your rules if you hadn't murdered Duravor Kreel at the space docks. We insist on having words with your leader." He reveals the club and laser pistol he had been keeping behind his back, to emphasize his seriousness.

[dice=Intimidate]1d20 + 4

Zeph absolutely follows Sparks; activating his solar flare so that his right hand is wreathed in darkness.

Zephyr, having gone to a different bartender, doesn't acknowledge the arrival of his drink as he stretches his thoughts out to Sparks: "I am watching. While your progress looks good so far, that could change. You're doing great."

Zeph takes a deep breath, and let's things warm up at the door before walking in, using a little presitidigitation to clean himself up.

Zeph is going to take one down, it's in his eyes ...

SOLAR FLARE w/Z-Boson Shard: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 131d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 (CRIT=push 5')

Zephyr, clearly, is incensed. Unlike anything his colleaugues have seen before. The cold rippling off of his solar flare seems colder somehow. There was no way that the elf would give quarter to these bouncers now.

SOLAR FLARE w/Z-Boson Shard: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 41d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2 (CRIT=push 5')

If I could think of a few more things to roll badly I would post them ...

Is that a thing? Do I need to do something?

Walking up JUST in the nick of time, Zephyr starts to do that thing he does [some might say bluff ... others might say throw money around]

"Gentlemen, gemtlemen, gentlemen. Does it need to be this way? Like NEED? My instincts say that it doesn't. Watch this ..."

Zeph proceeds to snatch Sparks' 10 credits, and using psychokinesis, floats the meager cred stick out over the crowd, which while not going wild, is entranced, each wondering where it will alight, hoping they'll catch it.

"Now that little thing was obviously a teaser, right? What can anyone do with 10 credits, right? Ask directions? Buy a petrified street rat from old Golarion? Who knows really. I for sure do not."

Zephyr then brandishes TWO cred sticks of 100cr each.

"But imagine the crowd reacting to these. Imagine the crowd stampeding each other to get one of these cred sticks, knowing they could pay their rent for a week, knowing they could also not pay their rent and be drunk for a week. Do we really want things to get THAT messy!? Really!? Because these creds stick float just as easily as the little one ... and they can float their way to each of you if this issue you all were having could end quietly and my friends, who were supposed to be waiting for me already, could simply go inside while you wrap this up with me."

"Ah. So it needs to be THAT way. Understood. Zero credits paid. All good. Which of you wants to go down first?"

Only his comrades know that the shard in his hand isn't 'just' a crystal ... and it is quickly obscured by the obsidian energy Zephyr conjures around his hand.
He fires at the bouncer who attacked Dirk. He smiles as the area gets colder.

SOLAR FLARE w/Z-Boson Shard: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 251d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 1 = 9

Thank goodness I took the Solar Flare. I'll get that fired up.

Walking up JUST in the nick of time, Zephyr starts to do that thing he does [some might say bluff ... others might say throw money around]

"Gentlemen, gemtlemen, gentlemen. Does it need to be this way? Like NEED? My instincts say that it doesn't. Watch this ..."

Zeph proceeds to snatch Sparks' 10 credits, and using psychokinesis, floats the meager cred stick out over the crowd, which while not going wild, is entranced, each wondering where it will alight, hoping they'll catch it.

"Now that little thing was obviously a teaser, right? What can anyone do with 10 credits, right? Ask directions? Buy a petrified street rat from old Golarion? Who knows really. I for sure do not."

Zephyr then brandishes TWO cred sticks of 100cr each.

"But imagine the crowd reacting to these. Imagine the crowd stampeding each other to get one of these cred sticks, knowing they could pay their rent for a week, knowing they could also not pay their rent and be drunk for a week. Do we really want things to get THAT messy!? Really!? Because these creds stick float just as easily as the little one ... and they can float their way to each of you if this issue you all were having could end quietly and my friends, who were supposed to be waiting for me already, could simply go inside while you wrap this up with me."

BLUFF: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 8 + 2 = 20
INTIM: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12
DIPLO: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

As before, Sparks suggests entering individually rather than in a group, with similar appearance to the night before and different from the incident at the space dock.

Zeph will head in last

Sparks wants to force a confrontation, as he believes it will be the only way to get the information they need. His plan is to attend the club again, watch for when the door to the store room opens and determine, if possible whether it is locked. Then have everyone migrate to the door and enter the storeroom. If the door is locked, then wait for someone to enter or leave. If not locked, then just enter and deal with whatever muscle they bring to bear, hoping to win and then intimidate the leader, assuming his or her presence, to give up evidence they committed the attack on Duravor.

Zeph totally endorses this plan.

Zem settles in to her new room easily, honestly feeling more at home in the modest setting that more closely resembled the academy dorms. Knocking on Zeph's door, she thanks him again and reminds him. "We're supposed to be reimbursed for expenses, so don't forget to submit to the Society."

She spends some time before they return to the club to get a read on anyone among the Kings who might be disgruntled with the new management.
[dice=Diplomacy to Gather Info]1d20+7

"It is a small thing, and a pleasure, truly. For me, and understand this could also be a telepathic overtone I picked up, I thought the director meant that the 200cr we each reaceived was a sign-on amount which included expenses. Nuance maybe, but we can certainly clear things up when we get to the bottom of this case."

He smiles at Zemfira, adding, "I am happy to come add some color to your room as well if you would like. I will change it all back when we depart of course."

For his part, Zephyr could only smile at the notions of (and homage shown) to Castrovel; the 2nd planet didn't always get equitable representation, and it was really nice for him to see.

Zeph didn't have a problem with "warm classroom chic" either, which is to say, "warm classroom chic" didn't last long. There was absolutely no reason to have trained so long with his Lashuntan mentors if he wasn't going to use minor magic whenever he could. So he did. It wasn't exactly art as much as an explosion of color. All things considered, he knew he could change it whenever he wanted, and it made him smile to look at it.

He prayed his thanks to Yuelral that everything was laundered one last time as well; he was ready to go tonight, and exicted to get some new intel from the Downside Kings.

Yes

I think we should just return and try to get into that store room and back room and see what happens.

Fair enough - we are solarians, it's practically like being Spartan!

Alright then.

So our strategy is to re-enter the club, sneak into the back and search for clues, connections, evidence, foreshadowing and, perhaps, beat Solarian style some unobtrusive gangsters without totally alerting the actual front of house as it were...

Ok!

or do exactly what we did on Level 21 ... attract a little attention, ask some irritating questions, get taken to the Downside Kinds leadership, rough them up if we need to ... done

I have doubts as to starting a combat inside the club. If we can somehow make it into the back then perhaps we could ol' school hobo folks we run into....

To me this is one of those "take me to your leader" moments; somewhere in the club there is an office, and if we're pushy enough, we'll get taken there, probably unguarded since they won't know that we're a viable threat

I'm goping to be honest, I am so confused on the cash thing; to me it seems like there is some kind of disconnect, like starting pathfinder characters all having more caltrops than they have common sense. I couldn't find anything to spend credits on in character gen, so Zeph just spent his stipend so that everyone could have an address for the next 7 days. Is there something we need? I am really confused. Everyone got 200cr that they (except for Zephyr) haven't spent. Do we need to loan each other money? I bought Zeph a skipshot pistol specifically only for subterfuge; aren't solarian weapons meant to give solarians a starting point that's equal to or better than normal armament?

In the morning, Zeph wakes early to have one more order of his favorite Castrovellian delicacies; then gets onto a terminal. He makes a 7 day reservation for 4 small suites at the Moons of Sleep, informs his employer of his new address, and then messages his colleagues.

”Friends, a small gift: I have booked lodging for us, for the next 7 days. As much as I hate to leave the lap of luxury, the suites at the Moons of Sleep where Chichiks referred us are quite adequate, and not expensive for Starfinders. Preferable I would think to simply squatting at the deceased’s apartment. The reservations are ready for us whenever you are prepared to check out. From there, we can plan our next foray to the Fusion Queen. See you soon, ZEPH”

Zephyr summons all of the elven arrogance that he can muster to ensure that the bouncers know that he's "someone" ...

INTIM: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19
BLUFF: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12

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Zemfira wrote:

The Lost Voice wrote:

I have not been keeping track of the funds awarded.

This is the only post that ever mentioned funding, to my recollection.

Can never remember how to do that, but that was the post I found as well.

So if each of us started with 1000, and each was given 200, and Zephyr is the only person who has spent money on the team's takeout at Kreel's apartment, everyone should have 150 credits for an armor upgrade if they want one ;)

I think this is just a need for clarification on the same post that we cited earlier about the 200 credits. The post specifically says "prepared to grant" and doesn't actually say that we become Starfinders. While I think it's a fair inferrence given the term Signing Bonus, it's hard to say.

I think in my head I felt this was presented to us like an audition; do this job for me persoanlly and you will have earned my recognition by way of me granting you admission to the Starfinders.

I'm sure GM can clear it up for us.

For his part, Zeph was glad to have a little downtime before they went out: he needed to log in to Illyrian Ecotech Ambassadorial Affairs, activate his InfoTag, and give them some information.

There was a lot of information that he would build into his profile over the 90 minutes or so that he was logged in, but colors first. He described his penchant for dark gray, accented with silver and bright Rigel Blue. He let them know his fondness for biotech, and biotech enhancements, his goal being the sacred trinity of hybrid tech: living skipshot pistols.

While he was happy enough with the basic Tactical SSPs that he had, what he wanted were color coordinated Advanced versions which we genetically keyed to him alone. No fear for being disarmed, 10K in gear that was worthless to anyone else. That was a good beginning anyway.

and if they ended up customizing some Lashunta Mind Mail for him, more's the better ...




With all that done, he calls the front desk to get an express press on his formal wear, and asked if he could please come pick up some cash as well.

Could just be me but I wanted to check in and level set that we do NOT work for the Starfinders; we seem to keep coming back to that. The Director was like super clear that they were personally asking us to "take a look" - in the post I think they said "for a friend"

Just seems like we keep coming back to impersonating Starfinders or acting as if we work for them which is weird for me

Since having some credits to spread around will be helpful and as he has not used his Assault Hammer yet, could I retcon the purchase of the assault hammer and replace it with the cost of a new one (95 cr)?

If this is okay, he will spend some of that money in tips during his visit. If not, ignore the information about spending credits.

This is a great question and a great strategy.

Zephyr chuckles at his friend's concern, "All that time at the Academy and we can't face a fight without a gun!? For shame ... well at least we graduated."

The elf smiles wistfully

"Gravitons are enough for me. Plus, there's no need to assume there will be violence, right?"

I guess in general we should be supressing our stellar motes, going in all candestine like ...

That's not a bad idea: shouldn't be a problem to just go there either, like just to get the lay of the land. We can even go back the next night to engage.

With any luck, Zeph will get a sign-on bonus with his new job too!

The Lost Voice wrote:

I have not been keeping track of the funds awarded.

This is the only post that ever mentioned funding, to my recollection.

Can never remember how to do that, but that was the post I found as well.

So if each of us started with 1000, and each was given 200, and Zephyr is the only person who has spent money on the team's takeout at Kreel's apartment, everyone should have 150 credits for an armor upgrade if they want one ;)

Are we going to bypass the whole splitting funds thing? I feel like I have to discuss this a lot these days, like "shares" are no longer a thing.

Dirk Gently is seen wearing full combat gear. The Dirindi looks at everyone.

Too much?

The Espionage Specialist hums.
I am doubtful that our reception will be as cordial as here. I suppose we could just enter as tourists but probably not allowed arms.

He absently is flapping his...arms.

"Gods, you are so good! I knew I should have taken that DEI course at the academy! Like, if an Embri has a weapon, can it still be referred to as "Armed" and dangerous? You really are brilliant Dirk. Wow."

Zem - AE is an acronym which stands for Astral Extractions, the company which is in contention with the Starfinders regarding rights to salvage for the Aceron.

See "News Headlines" on Sept 12th

"Truth be told, I actually think we need some ugly. Introduce this Nadaz to some gravitons."

Arriving as he meant to, the Holistic Detective straightens his tie, tips his hat and greets Jabaxa with enthusiasm.

So, the Level 21 crew were paid to start a fight with Kings, who probably did have orders to take out Kreel. All on behalf of AE, whom are directly competing with HS. Looks like we either shake down the Kings, or go directly to AE.

The Espionage Specialist seems to be absently chewing on something.
I still wouldn't object to us directly attempting to infiltrate the cargo ship.

"No one can say that you aren't good at this stuff Dirk, wow, that was really a heck of an internship you had in the Espionge Specialist Corp! I think you're correct, why shake down the Kings, does it matter now that we're staring down the barrel of the cargo ship? Let's go take a look."

It's such a cool concept, I had to try to get something to expound on it, as not much was able to be gathered casually.

** spoiler omitted **...

WHOA - if that were part of Zephyr's tour, he would marvel at it for sure!

EDIT - but I gather that Zeph saying he would totally be up for a tour didn't make the cut as an action/plan. Sorry about that.

Sparks will keep his mote visible (as a soft glow that gives off occasional sparks, from which he got his nickname).

I'm living in central Virginia, so no threats from fires and snow storms have mostly passed our area by with only light snow and (now) cold temperatures. I used to live in LA (in the 80s) and still have a lot of friends there, but so far all them them have been out of the path of the fires.

Now it is the Gulf Coast getting a heavy snowstorm and several inches of snow in Louisiana of all places. Global warming is making such events more likely, sad to say.

Today of course, we have a new fire which has started, out by Magic Mountain :(

Totally okay ... and super thankful not to have had to evacuate last week.