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For his first official mission as a Starfinder, it wasn't what he was expecting. Thrien had been expecting to be journeying to far-off worlds, uncovering unknown alien species, and firing his laser gun at massive space worms or something.
Still, he supposed it wouldn't hurt to get a little bit of experience doing something which he wouldn't typically get the opportunity to do back in his home fleet, and the opportunity to get to know a few of the other members of the Starfinder Society who he would be serving alongside.
"This mission seems rather complex," he speaks up first. Thrien's syntax is very proper to try and overcome the fact that the words came out of mandibles rather than a mouth. "I for one have little experience with... diplomacy. What precisely are Mr. Tamm's proclivities, and what is it about them that makes him suggestible?"
As he speaks, he adjusts the heavy load of his equipment - his overlarge armor and weapon.
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A heavily-armored Vesk in colorful iridishell armor and a chef's hat and apron pulls off his hat and examines it a bit. He takes off and folds up the apron and unclips his magnetic Charz, the Glaucite Chef nametag and puts them all in a compartmental backpack that seems to disappear into his armor. He sets the full face visor to reflective.
"There," he says in his gravelly, gutteral tone, "Charz iz no longer famous cheff to starz and screen, iz just Butcher. Will make with Doshko and lasers and grenades in gladiator fight, like he did on best episode of Baking Wiz Starz. Good show for all. Someone make wiz fake papers now."
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Before the briefing started, a blue skinned lashsunta stepped into the room and took a moment to look around. Never can tell who is going to have a camera drone floating about. Confident that her image will not be shared around the solar system, she pours herself a cup of coffee before sitting down. She greets the others with quick nod, offering little more that "Name's Kiv."
***After the briefing***
The operative finally breaks her silence. "I am glad to hear Ceren is adjusting to her new position. I don't believe false identities should be too much of an issue. However, wouldn't it be less dangerous to simply seduce him? Kiv thinks to herself, I really don't want to want to have to fight. The shirren doesn't look too happy about the prospect either. The 'Butcher' here seems excited for violence, but when is a vesk NOT up for violence?
Kiv quickly searches for any images or information about Envar on the infosphere."Historia-7, is there anything you specifically want other than information on the Board of Directors?"
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A heavily armored lashunta with long brown hair saunters into the briefing room. Resplendent in gold-metallic paint, weilding a force pike, and followed by a bouncing ball of golden light, he is anything but 'subtle'. Flashing a wide grin, he adds, "Well, I have some skill in diplomacy, though I'm not much for data extraction. I hope someone else has that covered. Now, gladiator combat, that I can handle." He nods to the rest of the group. I'm Blitz, by the way. Blitz Kriegen."
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The Ysoki wearing blue, black and purple robes covered with what look like star constellations, his head covered with the hood from the cloak looks across and speaks. "I, Uploki, thank you Historia-7 for the opportunity to travel to Brilliance. What can you tell us of the space station? I have never visited there, interesting. His hands scratch his chin as his eyes close and he thinks on the journey ahead. "Gladiators, not my thing really." he mumbles under his breath.
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Joven enters the room, holding his datapad, and his comm-unit up to his ear.
"Yes, that is correct. <pause> I'll have the documents sent over and we get them to back to work. <pause> Alright, I'm headed into a meeting, we'll chat later. Bye. Sorry about that. Never a dull day around the station. Am I right?"
He smirks and looks around the room. His gaze stops on Charz. "Is that Charz the Glaucite Chef? Wow, I wasn't aware you were a Starfinder."
He extends his hand and says in perfect Vesk: "The episode where you showed 12 ways to cook skittermader, oh... That was just hilarious. Joven Kevallah, pleasure to meet you."
You notice the click and guttural sounds of the vesk language are perfect for a human without the obvious Vesk anatomy. "Did I get that vowel correct?" He points at his neck. "I haven't had a lot of proper practice with this vocal modulator yet."
To the team, "Well hopefully I can disguise myself enough, I haven't had any direct dealing with this Consortium myself, but I am pretty well know." He doesn't hide his smug-ness even a bit.
Then to Historia-7, Joven asks, "Historia-7, what else do we know about the Arch Energy Consortium? Are there any leads on who or why our records have been altered? Let me see what I can gather on the infosphere about them."
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Now is the time to slot boons. If you have the [u]Abadar Corp Annoyance[/u] boon from 01-02: Fugitive on the Red Planet, you may want to slot it. Please post which boons you are slotting on the Discussion thread.
You will also need to pick a starship, either the Drake or Pegasus.
Traveling from Absalom Station to Brilliance takes 1d6 days of Drift travel or 1d6+2 days of normal space transit. Prior to departing, the PCs can purchase any gear and supplies they need on Absalom Station.
While traveling to Brilliance, the PCs can each attempt a Computers check to create a false identity or a Disguise check to alter their appearance, and they can use equipment or spells to bolster their deception. Rather than attempting a skill check, a PC can get another PC to perform the check for them. A PC attempting a check for another PC in this manner can use either skill, but he takes a cumulative –2 penalty to the check for each additional PC he attempts the skill check for. Each PC can use only one such check, either one he attempts or one attempted by another PC.
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Blitz tries to change up his costuming choice and color scheme, but there's little hiding the distinctive weaponry. How many lashunta solarians with tactical pikes could there be? He looks a bit sheepish at his poor showing, but shrugs. "Hopefully someone has a better handle on this whole disguise thing than I do..."
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Uploki, turns his cloak inside, in his first act of disguise, but it realy doesn't help. He looks to the beautiful Kiv, "I am little used to using this kind of deceit, to be someone else. You help would be appreciated. These technological pads are not so easy for me to use like that. I was never so good at using computers, when there are the mysteries of the stars to behold."
The Ysoki readies himself once more to look mean and mercenary.
"But if you need me to hide anything, I'm quite good at that for small items."
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Charz makes an effort to disguise himself. After some time out and about, he comes back with a very strappy, leathery harness outfit perfect for a professional gladiator. It covers much of the distinct points of his armor, and even without the reflective helmet over his head, it is clear he has taken some serum of appearance change that has made his scales a different color.
"I hope this vocal modulator works, yes." The voice is tinged with the dialect of a Vesk that wouldn't seem out of place stabbing someone in a back alley. Amazingly, this might make Charz seem more intelligent. "Yes, I could get used to this. Something Charz could do to get out of the spotlight. Butcher feels like these are useful tools for evading investigations, yes?"
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You board the Drake that you selected. It is not painted in Starfinder Society dress, but is an eye-catching silver and teal, with the words "Silver's Roving Gladiatorial Show Group" painted in large letters. The scuff marks, asteroid impacts, and other obvious signs of wear and tear fit well into the ship's appearance as the starship of an experienced gladiatorial company.
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Joven takes a look as Kiv, her looks and style. "Lets see if I can replicate a little of that mysterious operative looks you have there."
He wanders back after about 15 minutes.
"Well how'd I do? I'm not very confident, in hiding my identity. I'm usually one trying to get everyone to know who I am."
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Your arrival at the station is uneventful, and your identities are checked by a bored-looking female korasha lashunta customs officer.
"Please go through. Enjoy your visit to Brilliance." she says, with a practiced air.
As soon as you cross customs, security comes up to the group. "Silver's Roving Gladiatorial Show Group? Please come with us. The boss is waiting - and you don't want to make him wait. They shudder and begin to escort you to the arena.
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The nearby sun blazes against a backdrop of inky space through the transparent ceiling of the arena. The glare obscures the faces of the roaring crowd crammed into bleachers towering above the floor. Overhead, six suspended holoscreens loop images of the arena. Metal pillars rise like jagged teeth from the bloodstained arena floor, and an announcer’s voice booms, “Are you ready for some carnage?” The crowd echoes the refrain as the silver metal door to the east grinds open.
A team of two male korasha lashuntas and a female vesk armed with stun guns guide a harnessed and chained creature through the metal door at the north end of the arena. It is a lizard like creature with 6 limbs and large, bony, antler like protrusions from its head. The handlers latch the harness clips attached to the creature onto either side of the door before hastily retreating. You figure you will have about 20 seconds to make an impression on the crowd before the creature is released.
During this time, each PC can attempt either one Acrobatics or Athletics check to interact with features of the arena or one Charisma-based check to perform or make a speech to elicit a response from the crow. A PC can instead attempt this check during combat. I will apply bonuses to any check described in an exciting, cinematic way. Remember that making an impression, or not making an impression here,may affect what happens with your mission.
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Blitz saunters out, resplendent in his red and gold colored armor (as opposed to his gold and red colored armor), swaggering with his tactical pike swinging in the air. He nods to the struggling beast, and addresses the crowd. "Ladies, gentleman, and beings of intermediate gender! Are you ready for some combat!? He waits for the roar of the crowd, then continues. "We who are about to KILL SOMETHING salute you!"
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The “Butcher” brandishes his weapons one at a time, showing off the size of his artillery laser before swapping out for his doshko, which he twirls in a frenzy of carbonedge steel. ”You bring the Butcher fresh meat, yes?” He points the weapon menacingly at the creature with one hand and readies a grenade with his other.
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As his team displays their physical strengths, Joven begins to embellish each as they make their moves.
"Have you ever seen a Shirren with more athletic ability? A Lashunta with more pure acrobatic pizzazz? Or a more intimidating Vesk!?"
"Hold on to your seats, because we're about to blow you out of them!"
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Uploki, seeing the giant lizard, forgets his effort to bluff everyone as a fine gladiator and instead he stares at the creature as his bottom lip drops. "Umm... its big!" The Ysoki looks around and runs after Joven, he jumps on Joven's shoulder, using it like a horse in gymnastics, launching himself into a big somersault. "I may be small, but I am mighty." he shouts as he flies through the air. Landing on hios feet, he points at the creature, a purple star seemingly growing in his hand.
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A few members of the crowd applaud when Blitz begins his speech, which grows to a howl when Thrien backflips with double jointed prowess, and crescendos when Kiv makes the arena appear to be gravity free!
When Charz calls for carnage, an attractive, muscular korasha lashunta with reflective glasses gyrates with excitement from the observation box. He's practically leaning out of the protective barrier, and a thin trail of smoke emanates from his lips. He raises a fist and shouts unintelligibly.
The other Lashuntas even praise Joven as they retreat back to the entrance tunnel and the doors begin to close, leaving a frothing creature chomping in your general direction.
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Thrien pulls out his artillery laser, an underarm-slung weapon fired from the hip, and carried from a pair of clamps on top, and he activates his AI's combat tracking system, targeting the strange lizard-y creature. A HUD pops up around his vision. A white outline traces around the creature and yellow glowy spots pop up, highlighting its probable weak points.
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The adrenaline starts pumping throughout Blitz's system as the strange foe emerges. Although he generally abhored killing for sport, there was little chance in avoiding it. Of course, here soon it would be kill or be killed. Striding forward, he positions himself as the obvious target, ready to spring forward to strike.
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Uploki bows to the audience oblivious to the fact none have actually seen him. He studies the creature for a moment.
Over your intercom's you hear "Blimey, you donn't get Crest Eaters around so much. Good job too, being so large-sized and magical. Judging by its immature crest and thinner frame, it's probably an adolescent. This one 'll be like the others though, not too smart and looks hungry."
Popping some mediflesh into his cheek, he takes out his knife, "I sure hope I don't have to use this" he thinks to himself. Covering himself in the sand of the arena floor he tries to blend with the side of the arena.
The Crest Eater's shackles unlatch and an air horn sounds the beginning of the match!
Round 3
Bold may act!
Blitz
Joven
Charz
Thrien
Uploki
Crest Eater
Kiv
True to his name Blitz dashes across the arena to the delight of the crowd! The beast is so caught off guard that it's free it doesn't have time to avoid being impaled!
ROUND 3
Bold may act!
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Blitz
Joven
Charz
Thrien
Uploki
Crest Eater
Kiv
Joven's aim is true and the beast bellows in pain!
ROUND 3
Bold may act!
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Blitz
Joven
Charz
Thrien
Uploki
Crest Eater
Kiv
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Charz runs forward from his hiding spot, using his momentum to hurl the frag grenade he had ready ahead, aiming a bit to the left of the beast in order to keep Blitz out of the blast.
The Vesk shifts his Doshko to both hands as the grenade hurls away and explodes. His stance shifts, ready to charge forward.