Iron Stars - radka

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1:34 PM

will kick you off whenver yo're ready)

Radka awakens in her small home on Juroli, in one of the distant villages far from the goo. Things here have been no less eventful, as a sickness has overtaken the town and Radka, local apothecary, has found themselves as one of the few people able bodied enough to work on some kind of a cure. The woods around the city are dark and quiet, and may hold the key to concocting some kind of unguent that will help the locals.

Carefully, Meticulously, Radka slides out of her bed. Inwardly thanking it for what sleep it was able to provide her. She heads to a small table as she gets ready for the day, and lights an incense, placing it a specialized bowl designed to hold it. With a sigh and a quick thanks to the house, Radka grabs her knife, more of a root-digging tool at this point... And her Laser pistol- Just in case. "I will be back, as Today, like Yesterday, there is much work to do." The 5'9" Pallid Taros, bedecked in a lightly patterned Grey-Green work suit heads out. The task of the day: find Roots and vegetables to curb this illness or put it to rest outright. She heads to town first to see if she can find a Hunter or scout to help with avoiding animals. (edited)

(D10)

St. Lucia

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Radka Beranek Request: [1d10] Roll: [7] Result: 7

The pine barrens north of town seem to be the better places to check for some of the ingredients you need and you pack your bag to head out. The woods are quiet this time of the morning with very few beasts and birds out. The goo seems inactive now, but everyone is not sure how long that might hold.

3:57 PM

The grove ahead is especially quiet, almost as though the survivors of the goo have some instinctual knowledge to stay away.

Briefly staring at the goo through the artificial spheres that constitute her own Eyes, she shudders visibly. "I'm just here for some roots, so stay asleep." She says quietly, uncertain if the goo still poses a threat or not. A question to answer later. Just for safety's sake, the first think Radka tries to procure is a long Stick, to poke at things from a distance.

This being the woods you are not on the hunt for long before you find your prize. It is a meter or so long, with a knotted lump on the end and is about half the thickness of your own arm. A sturdy poking stick indeed, especially once you remove the small growth of dying leaves from the end of it , long starved for nutrition after being severed from their mother tree.

After a nod to the stick and the tree of appreciation, she does indeed remove the leaves, carefully burying them next to the tree they apparently came from. After, she leads with the stick so that any hidden biting animals, or testing the goo to make sure it's inert as she walks through the gloomy grove hunting for Useful roots and plants.

Thus far the goo looks to be inert. There is not much out here in the way of animal life from what you can tell. Occasionally a hint of the passing of a rodent or bird is seen or heard, but the numbers are greatly reduced, and their food supply has likewise been gravely depleted. Many of these species will not survive the coming winters

The Alchemist breathes a sigh of relief that for the moment there wasn't likely to be any animals to attack her, Inwardly noting that it's a major problem for the planet... just... not one for her right now. She presses onward into the woods, already debating the Biosphere issue in her own head as she searches for the roots and plants she needs.

(survive/wis)

St. Lucia

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Radka Beranek Request: [2d6+0] Roll: [3, 1] Result: 4

The rainy season and the goo have combined to make this year a terrible one for forage. You find some mushrooms growing on the side of the log known as chicken of the forest, something for an evening meal perhaps, but nothing you're going to need to make medicine.

Radka weighs her options and decides to gather as much of the Mushrooms as she can. Even if they have no medicinal value, she might be able to Cultivate them to Bolster some of the local food supply, being as that the local Fauna are about to be a memory.

You are able to gather them into your bag without wasting anything, and enough of the root culture is left behind where there might be more sprouts here some day. You think you remember how to get back here so you can check again in a month or two.

The Alchemist has an internal debate on whether to Go deeper or to return home with her culinary prize, or try and find something deeper. She checks how long she has before nightfall, and whether it'd be feasible that she could make it home before then if she did spend a couple more hours searching the woods.

Current time has sunset in seven hours, it comes early now that winter is closing in. (edited)

With that in mind, Radka chooses to Venture deeper, for about an hour and a half in to give herself ample time to forage, harvest, and get home.

You walk for another half hour, the woods are quiet and dark, and before long you hear the sound of sticks breaking close by. It does not sound heavy enough to be a human.

She briefly freezes, before turning to the source of the sound, resting her hand on the laser pistol she doesn't fully know how to use.

You cannot see what is out there at first. Whatever it is, predator, or something thinking you might be one, it remains in the deeper parts of the woods around you. You catch a glimpse of gray and brown fur, it being about the size of a sheep, ducking into the thursh nearby.

"Ah, fuck." Radka meanders a bit, trying to figure out what's following her without getting pounced on by it. "Please, please be something nice~" she says quietly to no-one in particular. She briefly pauses periodically to make note any herbs or tracks she sees, now as alert as she can be.

There is a growl, something sinister and low from within the trees. It doesn't seem to have made up its mind on attacking or not yet, but you do sense hunger.

She steadies her nerves, and thinking quickly, tries to make herself as large as possible... Spreading out her clothes, standing as tall as she can, and generally spreading out.

Nekosmash

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Nekosmash Request: [2d6] Roll: [4, 1] Result: 5

The creature, whatever it is, loses its nerve and bounds back into the woods looking for an easier meal.

Radka spends a minute steadying her nerves as she looks about, and once calmed she begins to forage for the roots and herbs she needs once again.

A patch of moss on a tree ahead looks like something you need, now that the danger has passed and it is safe to look around, it looks safe to investigate.

The alchemist skitters over to the tree, seeking to secure the moss before seeking other ingredients.

With the mid day sun threatening to turn to late aftrernoon, and eventually evening soon, the remaining work must go quickly. The last ingredient is often found near water, but animals of all types are also found near water.

Radka, after weighing her options, shudders and decides to head home for now. She has no method to defend herself aside from pretending to be bigger, and that's not going to work against the truly desperate or a Pack of Animals.

(3xp, 5000 credits)

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===Level up!!===
Level 1-> level 2.
Old HP:  7
HP roll:   4
New HP: 8
New Foci: Healer
Skill points: 3
Heal 0 to Heal 1 for 2 SP. 
Heal 1 to Heal 2 (Healer Foci pick). 
Exert -1 to Exert 0 for 1 Sp
New Formula: Fear Gas, Soul Sight.
New Discoveries: Parting Gift.

(Looks good to me, we can try the woods again now that you;re a bit beefier, or see what else is happening in the village)

(I think it'd be best to get a pulse on the Village before I plunge back into the Woods. Simply so I know where everything stands and how far the illness has progressed).

(connect/cha)

St. Lucia

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Radka Beranek Request: [2d6-1] Roll: [5, 2] Result: 6

The disease seems to be spreading. Half the village is currently sick, and it looks to be transmitted through the air. Most of those sick are coughing terribly.

Realizing what is happening, Radka instructs people to Self-Isolate, Quarantine, and generally avoid contact for now. With Renewed Urgency, she will head out to get the ingredients she needs from the Watering hole, hoping against hope that she can do so safely.

Re-entering the woods, it is now late afternoon, and you throw yourself back into the dangerous woods to the watering hole to try to find the last thing you need to make some kind of a cure. It is known that there are berries that grow on thick thornbushes near the water, and their juice is high in vitamins, and has other antiseptic properties if boiled at the right temperature.

All Precautions being taken, Radka will attempt to sneak through the woods. The Less fights and wild Animal encounters she stumbles upon, the better this goes as far as she is concerned.

You come to the edge of the pool where you know the berries to grow. There is evidence sometihng large and meat eating has been here recently, but things seem quiet for now.

she steadies her breathing and begins gathering as much of the berries as possible. Excess berries could allow her to have supplies for future potential outbreaks.

(sneak/dex (

[7]

You're not bothered by any of the locals though you can tell more of the metallic beasts have been in the area. There are droppings and leavings from them ,with the living metal shedding like old scales as the beasts continue their lifecycles and get larger.

Sensing a slight opportunity, Radka will also gather some of the living metal for further study.

Good in hand, this is all you are going to be able to do before dark. Soon the sun will set, and the woods will become a vastly more dangerous place

With that in mind, The Taros Apothecary will quickly depart the woods. Unwilling to become a meal for the denizens of the wood.

(3xp, 5000 credits)

3:14 PM

Returning home with the rest of the ingredients in hand, and an unexpected amount of samples, the door to the cabin you call home opens to the warmth and light of a smoldering fire. There is much work to be done tonight, and your evening is just beginning.

***Level up!***
Level 2-> level 3.
Old HP:  8
HP roll:  11
New HP:  11
Skill points: 3
Know Magic 1-> Know Magic 2 for 3 SP.
New Formulae: Plasmic Molding, Rust Agent

It takes most of the night to brew a cure you think might work, but thinking it might work, and knowing it works by testing it are different things. As the sun rises, the sleepless Taros hardly notices, as the village is nearly absent of sound.

The Intense battle between the Urge to Nap and the NEED to test the cure is hard fought but ultimately won by the Need, as Radka drags herself to her feet, The treatment delicately tucked away in her pack where it cannot be so easily dropped. She starts to head out, and then she sighs, wrapping cloth over her face to avoid getting the infection herself. Once that's completed, she heads out into the Village and hopes the disease hasn't taken the Village completely. The Taros Alchemist chooses the households of those who would know the forests and plantlife best, so that she can rely on them to help get more of the ingredients she needs to fight the illness should she not have enough currently, and knocks on their door, looking about with a large amount of anxiety.

There is a wracking cough on the other side as the eye slit of the door opens. You can see a pair of yellowed and dull looking eyes looking out at you. Their corners are red and inflamed, and are leaking crust. "Radka, you'll catch this. What do you want?" the human behind the door asks. The village huntsman ,as another one of those who depend on the woods for their living, has always been distant, but respectful when the two of you have crossed paths in the wild.

"I have something that should, by my estimates help you fight the illness if not cure it completely." She says through the thick Cloth tied around her face. "I was hoping you would give it a try, so we can make more of it and begin treating the village." She removes a Vial of the medicine from her pack.

The medicine has a few bubbles in it, and looks pleasant in the dim light. "Alright, leave there, and take a few steps back. Radka , you're trying to help and I really don't want you to get this" His voice gets weaker the longer he talks, and after the eye slit closes you hear another round of horrible wet coughs. He then goes to fussing with the chains and bolts on the back of the door.

She gingerly sets it down, and steps back. Giving him about 10 feet of distance, while looking around the town with a ragged, exhausted sigh.

The door opens and the basket is taken inside. You can hear the slight hiss as the corks are loosened and the family drinks. Results will come with time.

"I am... going to get rest. If you and yours feel better, stop by, I need assistance gathering enough ingredients for the whole town. Please be well." She gives a slight bow, even though it's assured they cannot see it. Then she starts to head back home to finally get sleep. (Unless I have more medicine I can hand out) (edited)

Radka finally gets we well deserved rest. By morning there is a knock at the door, and you realize you’ve slept the entire day

Peeling herself off of whatever she happened to pass out on, Radka groggily reapplies the cloth to her face and checks whom is at the door. Opening it instead of asking who it is. "Hello."

The woodsman is there, caught in the process of trying to leave the bottles for you. He is looking somewhat better. Another few days of recovery are ahead of him like when one shrugs off a cold, but he is in far better condition than when you saw him yesterday.

After a long moment of regarding his condition, Radka almost falls over as the dire weight of the Village's situation is lessened. "Ah, Thank Goodness." After catching herself and sighing she leans against a wall. "Please get some more rest, After I... I would like to ask you to help me get the ingredients I need to produce enough to save the rest of the village."

"Make me a list. As soon as we're better, we'll be out there with you. You been to town lately?" he asks. His home is also on the outskirts, close to the woods, like yours, and he seems concerned about the larger part of the village now that he is well, and can think about more than just his own family and their recovery.

"Yeah, Really rough guess is about half the town has it. I have a very small amount of the Berries I need still, I was planning on Cultivating them so they're easier to get in the Future... Lemme write down the list, one moment." She trails off, and meanders just a little deeper into her house and opens a drawer, fussing about to find a pen till she remembers the one in her pocket and scrawls the list out. She spends just a bit more time writing it so it's more legible than her normal handwriting, Then returns to her door to hand the List over. "Rest First. Recover your strength. Then we go into the Woods."

"You keep working your angle, I'll gather what I can in a day or so once I'm better. If you tihnk the woods are safe enough you should try to make more. Time is running out for a lot of the people living there"

"I'll see what I can do, Lemme just... Wake up a bit. I'll see what I can get for now." She bids him adieu and Closes the door, Then prepares to try and find more of the ingredients.

(the first two things were pretty routine to find and I Don't think need much of a check or anything, but the perennial problem we're rubbing up against is by the watering hole where the berries are, since we keep getting signs of predators looking pretty desperate for food, so I think when the spotlight zooms back into what Radka is doing here, we'd be around there)

The Taros Alchemist once again uses Stealth, Hoping to keep her resource usage as minimal as possible.

(sneak/dex)

[2, probably cause I tried to make a pun.]

close to the edge of the pond your luck finally runs out, as the large predatory cat you'd seen evidence of in the days prior suddenly makes its move. It springs from the bushes, landing 15m from you in the path ahead, snarling a challenge and showing its twin fangs, capable of easily punching into a skull.

Radka begins slowly backing up, While making herself as large as possible and pulling one of her Fear Gas bombs.

(lets get initiative, it's not going to back down just from pulling the bomb out, so a turn order is a good thing for us to have)

Nekosmash

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Nekosmash Request: [1d8] Roll: [5] Result: 5

St. Lucia

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Radka Beranek Request: [1d8+1] Roll: [5] Result: 6

(You’re up first!)

Through a handful quick assessments of the abilities of the creature and herself, Winces and total defenses.

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(You pulled one of your tear gas bombs. Did you not want to use it?)

(It's Fear Gas, But I have a really terrible to hit. So instead of Accidentally hitting myself my thought was to Use Parting Gift to just force a saving throw. The +2 AC is to help as well.) (edited)

The creature advances, lunging into melee with you in a storm of claws and jaws

6:52 AM

(move and main to double move)

Once it's in Melee, Radka will use parting gift as part of a Fighting Withdrawal, Targeting the Space she Vacated and Filling the Surrounding 3 meter area with Fear gas as she exits.

Nekosmash

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Nekosmash Request: [1d20] Roll: [7] Result: 7

(save is failed) The creature begins to run as far away as its feline legs will carry it, howling in terror as it vanishes into the depths of the forest.

"Me too buddy, me too. Dear gods." She shivers visibly, and then circles around the cloud of fumes, harvesting as much berries as she feels safe doing, as well as any additional Scraps of useful things or living metal.

There is no living metal in the area, which has allowed plants to continue growing and animals to congregate here. You do find more of the berries and other natural ingredients you need to make your cure.

The Alchemist takes as much as she can carry, and heads back. Furthering her plans to make more cures as well as cultivate the plants in case of future outbreaks.

You have enough on you to cure 20 more people and cultivate the ingredients closer to home. The woodsman is only recently cured (as of today) and no doubt will be joining the search soon.

She heads back, and begins to work tirelessly to Make the cures she needs. Her order of operations for priority Curing is as follows: 1.)Town-Watch and/or people who can fight, to help guard the woodsman and herself when harvesting ingredients. 2.) Other Medical Professionals, who can assist with refinement and treatment. 3.) Farmers/Food-Production people. (edited)

The town watch numbers 10 people, and of the specialists still living you're able to get doses to three of them in time. Two fellow farmers like yourself are also reachable in time . By your estimates, about 45% of the town has perished so far due to the disease, and almost everyone is infected or is about to be due to the tight living confines here.

Unwilling to relinquish any lives she can save, Radka pushes to get the Ten Town Watch members and the Woodsman to bring as much ingredients back as possible, Letting all of them know of the Large predatory Cat in the Area and supplying the Teams with Fear Gas Bombs (She can make up to 4 a day, and they last for a Day.) On the Specialist side, She asks for assistance from one for improving the Cure, and the other two to try and keep People from dying. And for the Farmers, she distributes what is needed to get Farms of the Herbs, roots, and berries needed to make the cures. She also pushes herself to stay awake and save as many people as she can. (edited)

(You won't be able to give out 10 elixirs. You can only maintain 4 as soon as you make the 5th the first one will go inert)

8:07 AM

Eisheru, et al.

(You won't be able to give out 10 elixirs. You can only maintain 4 as soon as you make the 5th the first one will go inert)

(Yes, I am Aware, that's in my post. Four of the Teams Get Fear Gas.)

(Alrighty as long as you keep in mind that you do not have any elixirs for the day)

(Do you have anything for staying up? Id ont have your sheet handy. If you don't have those foci we can push through it with some checks,and strain will accrue for the ones that fail)

(I only have Strain, and I expect to Fail, but Radka herself would be determined to help people. I can Pin the Sheet link you sent me in DMs, if that helps?)

(I just did not have my computer handy when I messaged earlier, was on mobile so I wasn't going to be able to read the sheet anyway. We'll need a physical save first as we push into day 1 of no sleep)

(4v12, Failure)

(1 strain) You push on through running eyes and heavy eyelids. Elixirs are handed out, some crop ingredients are planted, and the foraging teams head into the wilderness to try to find more. Two of the four groups are forced to use their fear gas to escape with their lives and the small handfuls of whatever they've been able to collect. Only five cures have been made on this first day, and it could be a few weeks before stable crops are available for mass production,

"Get these out to the Five in Worst shape, if There's a tie, Prioritize the young to the Old. We need to secure the future." The Taros states, Continuing the Slog through days of developing cures. "Once thise five individuals are able-Bodied have them assist in Gathering ingredients or in Helping the Physicians treat patients." (edited)

(I think the same general pattern of events would be happening over the following days. If we're continuing to push ourselves, I think within 7 days we'll have stabilized the situation here. Since strain rolls off slower, we'll neeed to continue tracking it, so lets get 7 more phys saves, and we'll see where we end up)

[Two Total Successes: Nat 20, 18, 12*, 11, 11, 6, 5] (edited)

(okay, so we're looking at 6 total strain between the one we failed already, and these new checks) You don't remember much of the week going by. Everything passes by in short naps, along with bursts of activity. The village is cured with the hard work you and the others you healed first have put in. Many are weak and will need some time to recover, and there is still little to eat, but for now this sickness has been cured, and there are safeguards in place to prevent it from taking root in the community again.

Figuring that Recovery won't mean much if people's Immune system is compromised due to Malnutrition, Radka will, After a Decent amount of Sleep, track down the Woodsman to ask where the next nearest settlement that should be able to supply food would be.

(how much sleep is a decent amount, so I know how much strain should be left on the character)

(Gonna say, 10 hours. Cause that's typically what I do when I go through a Rough week but still have stuff to do.)

(okay, so only one strain would have come off. leaving us with 6 on the character still)

1:26 PM

(days or hours was unclear, I didn't have a way to gauge how much time was passing)

1:27 PM

The woodsman knows there is a settlement down south through the woods that might have food to trade. He does not know, it is a long trek of over 400km away, and the journey is one that would take several days to complete.

Keeping this in mind, Radka will make some rounds around the village to make sure everyone is as good as they can be before she goes on a two-Week long journey, also finding out if there's anyone elss in the village willing to travel with her.

Almost everyone in the village is recently over the disease or overseeing family in the final stages of recovering their strength and no one is willing to risk the journey right now , not with home in such a precarious position. They are grateful for what you have done to save them, but most feel it is for nothing if their loved ones do not complete recovering.

Nodding her understanding, she tells each of them that she's going to try and source food for the town, and will be gone for a few weeks. (Are there roads to the next town over, or anything similar?)

(at one point there would have been some paths through the woods but between the metal and the sicknesses no one has really been maintaining them. So we'd have a rough guide but not foolproof)

(Alright) The alchemist will follow this up by checking what supplies she can acquire for the Journey, Picking up her PAL, making sure her Transceiver implant is Operational, and head out for the journey.

(whatever you're trying to buy, as per usual, I'd need a list just so we're all clear on what we have and don't have)

Survival Kit:          60 Credits.
Pressure Tent:        100 Credits.
7 days of Rations (Fingers Crossed, I know they'd be hard to get on account of Food Shortage and all that):   35* Credits (Base, maybe more due to scarcity, obviously).
Total: 195.
Starting finances: 10200.
Ending finances: 10005.

(edited)

(All of that is available. You saved the village so I think people would be willing to sacrifice a meal on your behalf. Base credit cost is fine)

(Updated to the Amount actually spent, as it's 5 Credits per ration and I wanted to Track how much I was Actually spending)

(no problem, I'm set to head out. It would be early morning, and lets get a D10 for our first hex south)

St. Lucia

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Radka Beranek Request: [1d10] Roll: [8] Result: 8

Heading south into the woods you pass your settlement and enter the dark forest. The woods to the south of the settlement were generally avoided due to their appearance being more akin to a swamp or wetland than simply an old growth forest. The ground here is made of clinging mud and there are many small creeks and tributaries turning the ground into a carpet of rocky moss. This region was spared most of the metal from space as the natural wealth of biomaterial quickly burned out the replication mechanisms inside the almost alien material. You see few animals here aside from bugs and the few species of small lizard that survived to eat them. This wetland would normally be a chorus of sound at night as insect and amphibian sang a lullaby to the settlement , but as the metal spread and other parts of the ecosystem died, that melody became a few isolated singers, belting out a mournful tune to their dying ecosystem.

The Alchemical Doctor tries really hard not to think about it, but ends up thinking about it more as a result. Ecological restoration not being her specialty, Radka opts instead to take a note for herself to reach out to other communities to see what can be done about this. In also keeping in mind with this, she chooses to seek out ingredients with the intent of Preserving them for cultivation.

(survive/wis for ingredient hunting)

St. Lucia

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Radka Beranek Request: [2d6] Roll: [5, 1] Result: 6

There is one strain of spaghnum like moss in this swamp that you have in the past been able to get from some of the woodsmen. Making it into a tea has painkilling and anti inflammatory effects.

She gathers about half as much as she can find, making note of the locations it's located so she has a better chance of cultivating it later, and then continues along her journey.

(forgot to ask, did we make any potions or anything before leaving home? )

(Oh right! 2 Fear Gas, 2 Sanctified Healing potions. Also I believe I have the PAL with me, though setting it up in the wild seems like a bad idea.) (edited)

(Yep, you'd have it with you. It can be used in the field so long as the time to rest is taken, its jsut one of your evening activities) (edited)

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(Sounds good, captain!)

(thanks. Sorry if you were waiting, Emoji's don't do anything as far as thread notifications so it just stays current unless something new actually gets input) You are able to pick up a couple samples of moss to be put in storage for later use. You're not sure what you'll be able to make from it yet aside from the simple herbal remedies you've been used to, but it promises to be something to explore in the future. The swamplands are a wealth of biological diversity once, and may be so again in the future if the right measures are taken.

10:21 AM

(We'd be camping at the edge of the swamp by night if we walk for the day. I didn't have any encounters here)

Radka sets up camp, and listens to the sounds of the evening swamp, setting aside her worry about the ecology for now to appreciate her surroundings until she inevitably drifts to sleep. (It's fine, I sometimes hold off on posting because Either I need a moment myself or I am unsure when is appropriate to post. I'm not really an urgent kinda gal lol.)

Nekosmash

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Nekosmash Request: [d10] Roll: [6] Result: 6

You are alone in the swamp during the night. Most of the animals have been removed by the metallic goo that is likewise docile and dormant in this area. Dawn finds the lack of bird song, but there are many bugs who have come to investigate your camp.

Cautiously checking over herself to make sure she isn't about to squish any poor Leggy friend on her way up and packing to leave, she will eventually get up after relocating any that aren't Actively biting her. After doing so, she'll finish her morning preparations, Brewing the same potions as yesterday (2x Sanctified Healing, 2x Fear Gas), and head out once more.

(D10 for our next area)

St. Lucia

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Radka Beranek Request: [1d10] Roll: [4] Result: 4

The swamp is the terrain and looks like it is going to be for the next tens of kilometers. This section of the swamp consists of thick vines hanging from trees. The dirt has gone from saturated dirt to a thick clinging mud that sucks at the bottoms of boots. Progress through this region will be slow. Nest of wriggling worms crawl up from the ground in the wake of your footprints through this area.

Radka's thoughts go from 100% Conservation and feed the populace to about 70% Conservation and feed the people, and 30% wishing there was an easier path through the swampland she's now in. Nonetheless, she presses on, having already secured a bit of the moss. She only stops on Large tangles of roots, and to survey damage from the Goo.

You walk for a few more hours making only a kilometer or two of progress before coming to one of the inactive tendrils of goo. It extends from the woods to slightly dip into the water here.

Thinking about it for all of four seconds, Radka tentatively motivates herself to step on the Inactive goo and give it a Test. She uses her Ghost Talker Transceiver and her compad to record the exact moment she steps on it. She then sees if she can use the Inactive goo to traverse the swamp easier.

There is no reaction from the dead metal. It is slick from the dew and moisture endemic to the swamp but the goo itself does not react to your touch by hand or by boot.

It takes a couple of minutes of walking on the Once Hostile surface, before The Alchemist's subconscious allows her to walk at a relatively normal pace. She will attempt to brave the slick surface as opposed to the sticky surface.

(exert/dex)

St. Lucia

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Radka Beranek Request: [2d6+1] Roll: [5, 3] Result: 9

You are able to balance on the inactive metal. (We can take a sample if you would like) This serves as a better way to make it through the zone and you spend most of the day following this long tendril before coming to evening on this second day of walking. Thus far you have seen few creatures, and no people, nor evidence of people.

(Taking that Sample!) Radka takes a few notes and a sample or two as she traverses the Rain-Slicked Precipice of Swampness. The lack of people making her feel simultaneously at peace but also lonely. The mixed feelings follow her through setting up camp all the way up until she drifts off to sleep.

Nekosmash

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Nekosmash Request: [d10] Roll: [8] Result: 8

It is just before dawn when you normally would have awoken when a rustling in the brush 20m from your campsite disturbs you from your rest. Something stirs outside and is not trying to be silent in its rummaging around the confines of your shelter.

Her breath catches in her throat... And she attempts to quietly grab a fear gas potion, hoping with all of her being that it still holds potency.

Whatever is in the bushes continues stirring. It does not get closer to your camp but does not show any interest in leaving right now either.

Radka will carefully emerge from her tent, and begin tensely packing her camp up, Keeping the bottle at the ready and watching the Bushes.

(its going to keep rustling around in there for a long while provided the situation doesn;t change sooner,)

(If it leaves me alone, I leave it alone and vacate after packing camp. I don't want to fight anything I don't have to~)

(sneak/dex )

St. Lucia

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Radka Beranek Request: [2d6] Roll: [6, 3] Result: 9

Nekosmash

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Nekosmash Request: [2d6] Roll: [5, 5] Result: 10

The creature snarls as you begin leaving the area, and the hunting cat bounds out of the woods 20m behind you, trying to prevent a possible meal from getting out of the area.

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Radka Beranek Request: [1d8+1] Roll: [3] Result: 4 Reason: initiative

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Nekosmash Request: [d8] Roll: [2] Result: 2

(you are first)

She hucks the Potion of Fear gas at the creature and moves back, hoping the bottle would burst and scare it away.

St. Lucia

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Radka Beranek Request: [1d20-1] Roll: [10] Result: 9 Reason: Grenade throw

(miss) The fear gas goes off course, exploding into a cloud of mixture nearby. With a snarl, it lunges forward, closing the distance to 10m.

Radka responds by drawing her Final bottle of the Frightful Aromatic, and once again moves back. This time following the plan she used the last time to drive one such creature away: Be defensive, and leave it a 'Parting Gift.' (Full Defense)

The creature closes in and almost knocks Radka over with its weight and the momentum of its attack. Claws rake the alchemist as the creatures tries to make them into a meal

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Nekosmash Request: [d20+3] Roll: [14] Result: 17

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Nekosmash Request: [d6] Roll: [2] Result: 2

(17/2)

Using the momentum of the creature, Radka will use parting gift as part of a Fighting Withdrawal in order to definitively hit with her Fear Gas Bomb, and pull her pistol in case that doesn't work.

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Nekosmash Request: [d20] Roll: [5] Result: 5

(This time it fails)

8:16 AM

Overcome by the gas, the creature runs away into the thicket of trees and grasses. For now it is no longer interested in making you a meal.

The alchemist lets out a shaky sigh of relief, and finishes packing her camp as quickly as possible and swiftly departs, chugging a Sanctified Healing potion on the way out. (Healing 4 HP, bringing her to full, but she only has a single sanctified Healing left for the day). (edited)

You find more evidence of a recent kill here as you continue walking south away from camp. Small bones from what were once rodents and small birds litter the ground along with tuffts of fur and feathers. You look to be the only living thing left in the area that isn't the beast you scared off itself. The swamp begins to decrease as you move further south and by noon the forest turns more solid under your feet.

Onward the Trek continues south, with Radka only stopping to either Catalogue the state of the Flora and Fauna or gather samples or supplies for her Alchemical Creations. She debates Sacrificing her Healing Potion to have another Fear gas bottle, but decides against it for now.

The state of the woods here is healthier than the areas you've passed through already. Close to early afternoon you find evidence of an abandoned hunting camp. A tall tree stand climbs up one of the largest trees in the area, and offers a commanding view of the surrounding terrain. It looks to be in good repair.

Radka takes this as the first sign of good providence she's had, and climbs up into the stand to get an idea of her surroundings and to check if there's anything useful sitting around.

(notice/wis)

St. Lucia

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Radka Beranek/Lucia Dermott Request: [2d6-1] Roll: [6, 2] Result: 7

Another hunting camp is 3km to the south from there and looks to be inhabited. There are two distinct trails of smoke you see heading skyward and you estimate some kind of foraging resource collection area has been set up there. Fifteen to twenty people must be working there.

She picks up the pace, excited to be around people and away from the damned cats.

By later afternoon you have made it to the edge of the camp. There are few animals for the trappers here to hunt and trap but it looks like a few small birds and large rodents have been captured and skinned. There is some joviality here among the trappers and most are not armed, Those who are are using primitive firearms.

Radka approaches calmly, taking in the camp for a moment before speaking up "You wouldn't happen to need an Apothecary, would you? I come from the town to the north and need supplies for them!"

The demeanor becomes a bit more serious as you come walking from the woods. "You got a name traveler? This is my camp. I'm Elrich"

"Doctor Radka Beranek. Apothecary." She states, the sudden tension melting the smile from her face. "Did I arrive at a bad time?"

"Not often someone just comes wandering out of the woods. Especially from that direction. We heard there was a sickness going on north of us. You're not..." he tries to think of how to delicately explain his position. "If you're sick, the best thing you can do is turn around and walk the other way, and I'll pretend like we never met. "

"The only affliction I'm suffering from is Those Damn Cats I keep running into. I cured the illness, now I'm looking to fix the food problem caused by the combined situations."

"Ah yeah, the cats. They're extra hungry and extra angry. How many did you run into out there? We get them prowling around the camp sometimes but we travel in a group and that seems to keep them back"

"Three, but two of them might've been the same one." She sighs. "I just barely managed to scare them off." Radka indicates the claw marks on her uniform, and the freshly healed scratches.

"Got a trick or two up your sleeve then. You might be the sort we need around here. Got two folks who need a some tending, if you'd be willing. We can talk about things from there"

"Absolutely! What ailments are they suffering from? I'm willing to work on just about anything."

"One of them was bit by one of those cats and there's an infection. The other one, we're not sure. We've had to make do with some pretty mangy meals when things were leaner, not sure if he ate something he shouldn't have or if its something else. "

"Alright, Lemme see what I can do. Are there any ponds or streams around here? There's a Berry that could help fight the infection that grows around ponds and streams." She says as she cautiously moves closer. "And do you have a tent or structure set up for medical aid?"

"There is but its...bad...stinks over there. Water isn't flowing and we can't seem to figure it out. Just stays stagnant and trickles out. We got an aide tent " (edited)

"Lemme check on the patients, and then We'll work out what we need as far as Medicine." She states, More comfortably stepping into the camp, ready to follow the gentleman.

You are brought to the aide tent where both victims are. They are both very clearly suffering and are doing poorly with the aliments they suffer from. There is no medicine in the camp.

Radka will approach and look over the patients, already pulling out a Sanctified Healing potion for the man who fought the Large Feline. "Are you both capable of speaking? My name is Doctor Radka Beranek..."

The man tries to speak but their skin especially around the throat and nose is puffy and red. Sores from infection coat the man's torso and they look to be almost beyond the point of saving, riddled with infection and fever as they are. They are weak, reaching for the glass of water next to their bed without the strength to grasp it.

Radka helps him with the water while wracking her brain on how to provide him immediate care. Pulling out some of the Sphagnum-like Moss to get the inflammation under control, and coming up with a list of other ingredients she'll need.

(The sanctified healing stuff you have will work on them unless you wanted to save it)

(Not at all, I will happily use it if it works).

(If you have two, giving one to each of these unfortunates will cure them up within a day or so)

Once she confirms that the Patients can drink fluids, she will administer her only two Sanctified Healing potions for the day, determining that that should help.

They each drink with your help and go back to resting. Within an hour their fevers have broken, and it looks like they will pull through compared to having their survival measured in hours.

Radka continues to monitor them, popping her head out to let Elrich know about their condition. Stating she will monitor them for the rest of the day, just to make sure they're okay.

As evening approaches and the men look to be getting better, and Elrich invites you to a meeting with the rest of the camp. THey don't know much about you, and though you've given them a handle on getting their comrades healthy again, they're uncertain if they should bring you back to their settlement with them.

"I must confess I am not good at large social things, but I understand the concern and will do my best." She admits, but nonetheless follows after Elrich to meet the rest of the camp.

You get the impression that although you're being asked to participate, participation is not optional in all this. You're brought to the campfire as evening begins spreading across the countryside. The rest of the hunters have returned to the camp and out of the parties sent into the woods only two out of the ten pairs have brought anything back at all. "Thanks for your help with our wounded" Elrich asks, "Before we go any further though, the folks here want to know about you, and the village you came from before we risk bringing you back to ours"

"The Village that I come from is Small, currently on the brink of Famine as most of our work force fell ill. I have lived in that village since before the Metal-Plague began, and was working on a fix for it before the ships doused it in Fungus and Heavy-Saw dust. We are mostly a Farming community, or we were." She pauses and steadies her breathing. "I... am an Alchemical Doctor. I started out in Alchemy to learn how to make arcane things more accessible for everyone. During my studies I found a passion for helping and healing and have pursued that. When it became clear that the next enemy of my village was going to be Famine, I headed out to find a way to get food for them. I want to save my patients. Please help me." She bows her head to the group, uncertain as to whether this is appropriate or not but also taking a moment to steady herself and not focus on the eyes that are upon her.

"Famine. Things aren't much better down here as you can see. You mentioned the next enemy, and we heard some rumors about a plague. You didn't really say mcuh about it a second ago, so let me ask you more pointedly- how are things in your village now?"

"Assuming we can get food, We will be fine. We've begun to grow some of the crops that will help fight it if it ever comes back up, and I have taught some of the villagers the cure. I can teach the Recipe, and it'll work in a pinch... But a more permanent solution would be to have more Apothecaries and alchemists."

"The items for this, these are things you found in the woods? Plague has a movement of its own ,and well, we were talking earlier today. We were worried you might be a carrier- but then we saw how you treated our men from things that would have normally killed them. Our mauling victim friend even ate dinner with the first patrol to come in tonight. No one expected him to get out of that bed. We've made the decision to trust you, and to bring you back home with us so long as you're willing to travel"

"I am absolutely willing to travel, and yes. The Ingredients needed to cure the plague are available in the woods." She nods, and pulls out the paper that has the recipe on it, and copies it to distribute to them.

The information is gratefully accepted, and the trappers plan to rest here and break camp by morning with you and the formerly wounded or sick among their number. They have already stayed here too long, but did not want to leave their sick behind.

Radka will happily comply, and assist with Camp-Work.

(anything you wanted to ask or do here before we set off?)

"Out of curiosity, are there any situations in the town that I can help with, or any troubles I should be aware of?"

"Probably the same ones you were running from in your own. The metal got close to town. There isn't much to eat. No sickness yet, but I'm sure it will be here soon. We were out here this far from home because its the only place there's some animals left:

"Alright... Well, We can set up small growing patches for the herbs you need for the remedies, in the meantime, I can go with some of your scouts to gather some on the way back. First sign of the illness everyone quarantines, till we kill it. I... Don't want anyone more to suffer from it." She states as she stares at the ground, and shudders.

(I am fine narrating just getitng to their village if you had nothing else for them)

(Sounds good to me~)

The following days are a monotonous parade of breaking camp, walking quietly with the trappers, making campa gain and hunting for food by night. Most hunts do not end favorably, and by the time the column makes it back to the village they are on one meal a day. Their settlement is three times as large as the one you have left and you can see the liquid metal has come within 200 meters of its western border, going as far as to subsume some of the crop fence in the area. The villagers keep a healthy distance from it even though it is now inert.

Radka will happily greet whomever she is introduced to, her mind already working on what can be done about the food situation that Now two settlements appear to have.

( I don't think they'd have any real access to anything your settlement didn't. They've got more people, but nothing special in terms of technology)

(I think Fergie and Elowen are gonna land around here if you want to meet them)

(Sounds amazing!)

As you return to the settlement in the company of the trappers the sky is darkened by the descending shape of a starship. It sets down at the northern side of the settlement where the land is flat and crops have not yet been tilled. Both its personnel and cargo ramp lower, with @chellyb25 and @iumi of Gudrun at the top of it. Automated crewmembers do what is necessary to power down the ship and make it ready for its post flight checks. From the series of re-entry burns on its underside, it looks as though the ship has been abroad for quite some time.

Radka's comfort drops ever so slightly, after all, starships often meant spike travel. As she involuntarily recalls her last run in with Drill Space a shudder crawls across her skin, and she frowns deeply.

(Do we have our cargo still or has that been unloaded?)

(Cargo is still inside, you've just set down)

Fearghal walks around back to help unload the kennels, transmitting a sense of finality, safety, and home to the mossgrubbers inside. He also transmits a sense of location towards the closest living metal deposit.

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Ecstatic to help get the mossgrubbers off the ship Elowen is radiating confidence and happiness . “What a successful trip with you old friend! I’m so excited to finally be able to clean up our home!” Elowen quickly gets serious and whispers to Fergie… “uhhh who the heck is that and why don’t they look excited we’re here?”

The woman in question is a Pale, Spindly Taros who somehow achieves a Bookish look despite a distinct lack of Spectacles. The Sides and back of her head are shaved, and a frazzled Jaw-length mess of Jet-Black hair grows from the top of her skull. She isn't looking at the Mossgrubbers, nor the individuals bringing them but rather the Vessel itself. There are faint traces of Cybernetics present throughout her face, and she is locked in Midstep as though she was interrupted in the direction that she was heading.

"This yer sister or summat, El?" the kindly captain jokes towards his comrade. He appears to be well past his middle years, with deep smile lines and a flop of white hair across his head. His clothes are well-constructed but show signs of wear, and he appears to be spry and light of foot despite his advanced age. Following closely behind him and very attentive to him you see a dark, shaggy wolfhound who, upon sighting the new Taros, will bound over and begin her olfactory sniffdown.

“She appears to be Taros but I’ve never seen her before in my life! She looks too… different to be from my family. You think we all just look alike now, huh?” Elowen giggles at Fergie’s joke.

The Nervous and bookish woman smells heavily of a wide variety of Herbs, Spices, and Chemicals as well as Swamp water. Once the Shaggy wolfhound breaks whatever dark thoughts were tumbling through her brain via sniffling, she will tentatively and cautiously pet them. "...That... wouldn't happen to be food would it?" Her face is briefly filled with hope as she gestures to whatever the ship is unloading. (edited)

“‘Tis nae food, my friend.” He says, eyeing her gaunt frame, a familiar shape since he’s returned to his planet. Mist has seemingly completed her sniffdown and has begun gently but forcibly ramming her head into the newcomer’s hand, insisting on pets. “‘Owever, these critters eat metal. Living metal. And we plan to let ‘em loose to clear out the land so as to get all the farms goin’ again. It won’t help much with the people wot’s starvin’ now, but come next spring the kids’ll ‘ave some meat back on their bones.” Continuing to fiddle with the kennel and absentmindedly do some checks, he locks eyes with the newcomer. “Ah! I been in the sky so long I forgot my manners! I be Capt. Fearghal Mac Tír of the Selkie. Born and raised in the settlement across the way there. That fuzzball hammin’ for attention be my Mist girl, she’s harmless if yer nice t’me and mine. And you would be…?” He says, smiling warmly at the nervous woman. (edited)

"Doctor Radka Beranek, The Apothecary for a village through the woods and swamp to the north. I... Came here looking for food... my town managed to dodge most of the Living Metal situation only to fall victim to a plague. The Plague is solved, but they now risk Starvation nonetheless..." She scratches her eyebrow as she watches the Mossgrubbers carefully. She then looks over her shoulder, and shrugs with a long sigh.

“Doctor B!” He chuckles. “Glad to make yer acquaintance. Once we get these critters situated what do ye say you, me, and my friend Elowen here all go find some food to keep our people going till we can get the food growin’ again?”

"Absolutely. I have a duty to save people's lives, and besides, If I do well enough I can get back to researching things."

"Sounds like a plan to me, mate!"

(did we want to head off world for that? We will probably need to)

(I’m up for it, narratively can I have a night here just to spend at home with the fam?)

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(Siobhan would be so upset not to see her dad while he’s home!!)

(We don't have to jump right to a new mission, just asking so I can get an idea of what to start thinking about)

1:01 PM

(What would everyone be doing on planet for the next couple days?)

Once it gets revealed that she'll have to leave the planet, Radka will alternate between coping with her rising panic, and Studying the composition of the Dormant goo and any of the Mossgrubber ingots she can squirrel away.

(Guess I can just hang out and contemplate life

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“Ladies, would either of ye fancy supper at the farm? Nora’ll be makin’ summat fancy fer my return, and well, it’ll be good for Shiv to see a lady bein’ a doctor and all that stuff. Plus I’m sure she’ll want to wrestle with ye, El.” He says, by way of invitation.

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It doesn't take long for the Alchemist to ponder this, "Uhm, sure! I haven't exactly been keeping up with meals. Or Rest."

“I’d be more than happy to! I would never pass up an opportunity to see my favorite little one even though she’s almost taller than me already.”

(Ferg , I'm good to play Nora, but it sounds like you're primarily gonna beleading this, which I 'm good with)

“Aye, we live in the settlement just a ways over yonder. Come with me ladies, we gotta make sure the doctor eats!”

"A-Alright." Radka looks to Elowen, and tilts her head. "May... I uh.. know your name? There aren't a lot of our people on this planet..."

“Oh now where are my manners!? My name is Elowen, El for short. Pleasure to meet you.”

"The pleasure's all mine... Uhm... I do.. Do we have... Must we leave the planet to... Get food for everonye?" She shudders visibly.

"Wot's that, m'lady Doc? 'Ave you seen the metal wot's everywhere? I'm a farmer, ye expect me to be growin' me crop on top of metal?"

"M-my apologies... I am... uhm... Not one to t-travel..." She appears to shrink back, slightly.

"Dinnae worry yerself lass; Elowen, Mist girl here, and myself are pros. Promise ye won't turn into space dust, as long as ye keep yer ears inside the ship at all times!" he says, clapping her back and chuckling to himself.

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“That’s right! We’ll take plenty good care of you, no need to fret! But for real, keep appendages in ship at all times if you cherish them.”

The automated crew begin coming online upon sensing Ferg and Elowen coming onto the ship. They are both welcomed over the speaker system, and a short report of ship status is relayed to Ferg. Everything is green, or in otherwise good repair. This will be a short few minute atmospheric trip ,and the ship is prepared to take off whenever you are ready to leave.

(Ready!)

(Also ready!)

(Indeedles!)

The homestead of Fearghal Mac Tir looks the same as ever from the air. The weeds and undergrowth have been managed and the fence line is visible again. Nora looks to have repaired the truck and got it running again as there are fresh tire ruts in the dirt road that goes down the hill, through the woods and in the direction of town. She must have just returned from town, as the tracks look fresh and the barn doors are open. There is a light on inside. Shib rushes from the house upon hearing the powerful engines of the ship coming in for a landing in the cleared area between the house and the barns.

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After safely landing and setting the automated crew to do shutdown activities, the door to the ship lowers revealing the passengers. Before the door is all the way down, a blur of fuzzy grey and brown vaults past, tackling the giggling young girl and covering her in little pup kisses. Fearghal looks on, beaming. Me girls together.

Radka, for her part, walks out of the ship all staggering and nervous. She's somehow paled slightly more but seems to be recovering as she realizes nothing has changed aside from the location.

(Radka- just to clarify, we are still on Juroli, just another part of the planet. We’ll be jolly for a night then head somewhere for fuds)

(Yeah, I know. She's just not been on a ship since the incident)

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Nora comes out of the barn just a moment later upon hearing the engines die down. This is twice that you have left, and twice that you have returned, and the strain at Fearghal's departure seems to lessen with each successful return back to the homestead. Knowing that the work taking you from home is ensuring that the people of town, and the planet as a whole survive and will have something to eat tomorrow seems to lessen the sting of it all.

Seeing his wife emerge from her work, Fearghal makes a beeline towards her. Gods, he thinks, brushing an errant strand of hair out of the way of her striking split-color eyes. What good did I do in this galaxy to deserve a girl like ‘er? He embraces his wife in a loving kiss, then turns and introduces her to the group he’s brought. “Ye already know El - we just liberated some metal-eating Mossgrubbers from a planet a few sectors away. They should ‘elp clear the fields so as to get farms back up and running.” “And this ‘ere is Doctor Radka. She be from the settlement across the way, and she will be usin her plants and tinctures and whatnot to help us find food in the meantime. Doctor B, this ‘ere is my lovely wife Nora, and over there’s our little one Siobhan. Shiv fer short.”

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Elowen shakes Nora’s hand happy to see her again. “Told you I’d have him back in one piece! But it’s great you see you again, Nora.” Then goes and roughs up Shiv’s hair ready to play. “Let’s go have a tea party while your parents are catching up.”

"It's a pleasure to meet all of you. I... Hope my expertise will be Valuable. Uhm... Tell me, has anyone in the local area fallen ill? Especially under odd circumstances?"

Fearghal turns his head towards his wife. "Not to my knowledge, what about ye dear?" Then a thought occurs to him. “El, was Scar sick with summat or were he just an old sorry sod?” (edited)

“He aged horribly if he was just old but I don’t know. He definitely could’ve been sick and we never knew.”

(Scar wasn't sick that we know of, no more than anyone else at least by being malnourished )

"I could give him a check up, perhaps. Where is he?" The Apothecary asks, wanting to be helpful.

“Ah the lass is right, poor sod just be starvin’ like the rest of us I’m afraid. Nora, anyone else over here been sick? Maybe the disease ‘asnt made its way out of Dr. Radka’s village yet.”

Nora doesn't think a large scale sickness has made its way to the town yet. Previous exploration by Fearghal and Elowen found a large store of rations in a survival bunker a few months ago. Everyone has been eating better here, but this is not luck that many other parts of the planet have had. There is peace in the valley, but there is turmoil in the planet beyond.

“Aye. Let’s relax tonight, rest up, and be on our way in the mornin’ to make sure everyone else can get summat to eat.” arm around his wife’s waist, he turns his head and kisses her forehead. “My blossom, I know ye hate when I bring guests for supper unannounced…..” he says, an impish smile cracking through his apologetic facade.

"It's no trouble" she says, closing her eyes as the kiss connects with her forehead. "Guests are a nice change. Counted the silverware though" she says, looking at Elowen. "I'll know if one of the silver spoons finds its way into your bag or your sleeve"

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“It was one time, Nora! Let it go!” Elowen laughs as she remembers the first time she was ever invited over to their homestead. “I won’t do it again, I promise.” Elowen crosses her fingers behind her back

The Doctor watches the exchange with curiosity. "If an Illness does crop up, Here's what to look out for as far as symptoms and what you can use to counteract it." She writes down the symptoms and the Cure. "We're not sure how it cropped up, exactly, but Having a good policy in place if and when it does arrive is important."

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(I don't really know where to go from here, Scar isn't sick from what we know, and it's too dark to go outside with a reasonable expectation of safety right now. I don't know if we got hung up on that or not)

(I was trying to get us away from that and just go in the house to have dinner. We can move on to the morning)

Dinner is a simple but filling affair. it is a mixture of items reclaimed from ration packs, some produce from the humble garden outside, and all of this is under Nora's watchful eye as she ensures the right number of spoons ,forks, and knives are returned at the end of the meal. You go to bed in front of the fire or in rooms, warm and full, which is more than most of the people on this world tend to go to bed with.

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"Shiv, I bet ye dinnae know 'ow to read yet, do ye? Bet ye can't even show me 'ow you read a bedtime story." Fearghal bluffs, hoping his daughter will take the bait. As she giggles and vows to prove her father wrong, he follows her to her room for a story and to tuck her in. Once Siobhan is done reading her story and is breathing gently and rhythmically, he makes his way to the living room where Elowen and Radka are splayed out on the two worn couches. He pulls Elowen's blanket up a little closer to her chin. As he blows out the lamp and turns to go, he catches glimpse of a large brown-and-grey fuzzy paw sticking out from under the blanket near Elowen's feet. He chuckles, then heads to join his wife in bed. He is asleep before his head hits the pillow. (edited)

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Radka had basically passed out the second she hit a horizontal position. Sleep after a filling meal far too powerful a deal for her to resist after the Long hours she'd been pulling up to this point. Save for the occasional twitch or shudder, she sleeps very still.

Elowen is snuggled up nice and warm with the best heater on her legs and feet she could imagine. Life is good.

Daylight comes before any of you are ready for it, and gray dawn begins to fill the windows of the home. There are no roosters, genetically modified for this world or other, to herald the dawn, but the sunlight is doing well enough of a job on its own. Nora and Fearghal awaken first, used to getting up at this hour for farm work.

The grizzled captain kisses the top of his wife’s head as he hands her her morning cup of tea. “We shan’t be gone too long, my darlin’.” He says by way of reassurance. As the others begin to awaken, he organizes his backpack and gets ready for the journey to come.

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Elowen tries to stretch out but feels the silky soft coat of Mist between her toes “Morning Mist girl! Thanks for keeping my toesies warm all night. I should probably get up and get moving though. I suspect we’ll be leaving here shortly! Want to go on another adventure with us goodest girl?! Old Fergie always needs your help.. and so do I. Let’s go get some breakfast!”

Radka groans somewhat quietly, before rolling over onto the floor with a thud. She blinks away her tired surprise as she sees a ceiling that isn't her own before it all catches up to her. The doctor then slowly stands up and smooths her outfit out. "Uh... Good morning, sorry."

Nora is hard at work in the kitchen preparing a nice meal for you all while Shib is outside tending to a few of the smaller chores around the property. This almos tcertainly also means sneaking onto the ship to leave a card or picture for their father so they'll have it for the next adventure.

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He chuckles. “Littlun head to vandalize my ship?” Mist pads off to follow her small friend. “Gmornin, ladies. Bout ready to head out?”

After a brief moment of weighing what is bouncing around in her head, Radka says with all the certainty of a child picking between two very bad options: "Y-Yes, I suppose." And then visibly shudders.

Mist heads out the door to keep an eye on the little one and the clink of plates on the table signal it is time to eat before heading out. Nora has done what can be done with the ration packs and the bit of produce the farm has managed to grow. There are sprouts outside and barking, as Mist chases some of the crows that have come to peck at the ground away. Fearghal can sense the creature having a large amount of fun chasing the meddlesome birds away.

This is what it is all for. He thinks to himself, ever-amazed at the lovely meal his wife was able to create from seemingly nothing. “Doctor B, ‘Ave ye ever been to space before?”

"Y-yeah... Once or twice... I used to... I used to like traveling to new places... but some stuff happened and now...." She shrugs, and looks away.

He places a friendly hand on her shoulder. “We ‘ave all been thru a lot these past years, lass. I were stuck up there dead in the water for nigh on a decade…. ‘Orrible, ‘Orrible stuff. What be yer baggage?”

She works her mouth to try and find the words, and lands on "I... Used to be more than I am now. Able to do more. Something went awry and I lost what I can only describe as one of my favorite parts of myself."

“Torched?” He says under his breath, almost hoping she doesn’t hear.

"I don't... I don't think so? I was a mage, and... I am no longer. Instead I had to learn something else. I... don't... want to lose more."

He casts his eyes downward solemnly before clearing his throat. “Well, yer still here, and ye be makin’ a difference. That be what matters.”

There is a bang at the door as a tumbled ball of child and cat burst through it, both of them either purring with happiness or laughing. "The friends you brought! They're eating! " she shouts "Come and look!"

“The mossgrubbers???” He says excitedly. “El, come see!” He jerks to his feet and quickly follows after Siobhan.

“It’s a miracle!! The planets going to be saved!!”

The grubbers are working on a vein of living metal about a half kilometer from the farm. They seem to be taking well to it and continue eating almost non stop. A few of them have 'processed' a meal already and there are several piles of what look to be shiny, but inert ingots of metal left behind.

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“That right there is hope, El!” He says, happy to know that the promises he made to the creatures are being fulfilled.

Following after, Radka's pace slows when she sees the ingots and the odd creatures. Slows but doesn't stop. She meanders over at the pile of Inert Ingots and examines them carefully before looking over at Fearghal and Elowen and picking one up. "I... Would like to study this.... At some point."

“Take one with you, Doc! I’m sure there will be plenty more to do something with as well.” Elowen giggles, “because poop.”

“That be one certainty o’ life - everything shites. This one just happens t’be shiny and useful!”

"So long as it stays inert... I need to be certain... Do you have a place I can put my samples? I don't want the risk that metaspace will reactivate the metal."

“There be cargo space in my ship, is that what ye mean?”

"Mmm... No. I more meant here on the planet. For now." She visibly pales as she thinks about what she'd have to do to stop a small ship from being subsumed...

“Oh. I mean. First rule of nature be leave no trace. So I reckon ye could just leave it where ye found it?”

9:16 AM

(ooc I’m pretty sure we don’t need to worry about any harmful effects from it anymore)

(Aye, Radka just likes certainty more than anything.) "I suppose..." Radka looks at the metal ingot and frowns. Then drops it back where she got it from. After a brief moment, she removes a couple of samples that she took earlier and stares at them for a couple seconds. "One from an Animal, one from plants, and one from Just dirt. I wanted to see if they were different in any way."

“Well I suppose we should be on our way!” He says, trying to move things along.

(I'm good to move on. I think we were gonna ply the stars looking for food)

(Yep let’s do it)

(did we know where we wanted to go look for food? Like what planet?)

(Fearghal would try to think of the closest metropolitan type world that’s friendly - like a farmer going into town for supplies, only in this case “into town” is “to a nearby planet”)

(Sounds good to me~! ^-^;)

As goodbyes are said and the crew clambers aboard the ship, it lifts off into the sky, and makes orbit around Juroli . The comms antenna is extended and as the crew begins looking over a list of planets that might suit what you are looking for,a communication begins coming in from another CFR tagged shuttle, with @Raylith Fujiwa aboard. Raylith has recently obtained a powerful fence for the group on Gudrun, within the UNW, and The Baron as he is named is looking for a test deal or two to secure some trust.

8:39 AM

(Raylith there were 10 days of downtime for you to apply to something from Libertalia to here, and we can pick up with the group from there)

(cool! so that's gonna be a total of 16 days put into learning sneak-0 so far for me) Raylith speaks over the radio, "Heya gang! I bring great tidings from Gudrun! Found a friend there who's willing to help us out with moving some stuff, all hush hush ofc. Cant wait to see what we're gonna have on offer for him! My name's Raylith btw." (edited)

Radka looks to the others, managing to mostly contain herself at the moment, but still looking for directions as to what to do. Her eyes are wide and she hovers near Mist, Fearghal, and Elowen trying to not be in the way but not too far away.

Fearghal looks to Elowen. “Since when d’we get CFR colors?” He chuckles then motions for the ladies to keep heading towards the ship. Mist, ever the fearless leader, goes ahead, keeping Radka and Elowen sandwiched between her and her master.

(Are we answering him ?)

(I figured we’d have to enter the ship to talk to him)

(Our answer is storming their ship, friendly of course lol)

The comms station lights up with the message from Raylith. Their request for a meeting, and their security of a fence might help move some goods, a few tons of luxuries slipped in withm the food you are about to steal will help both Juroli, and the CFR as a whole.

Fearghal fiddles with the controls on the comms station, can't tell if it works, and if that fails, begins to jump and gesticulate wildly to try to indicate friendship!

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The automated crewmen at the link tells you it is working, and you can reply to Raylith from here.

“‘Ello Raylith, this is Captain Fearghal Mac Tír with my companions Elowen and Radka. We be on a mission t’ find food, our planet be starvin’. We be no good to any lootin’ or fencin’ missions till our families be fed.” He looks down at his feet for a moment before Mist makes puppy dog eyes at him. “But perchance we can come to an arrangement that be satisfactory fer all parties? A mission that covers all grounds? Heh, heh!”

“Well met Captain! Ofc, the republic must come first! As for things of value, dont you fret about that. I’m sure I’ll figure out something to appease the good Baron!”

“Where be we headed, then?”

“I’ve only managed to narrow it down to the NMC so far. Do we know which of their planets are food producers?” (edited)

(anything in the World Anvil is something your characters would know, or would be able to research )

12:08 PM

(so we can look at the galactic map and do some searching. A border world that is somewhat verdant is probably your best bet. Jagrati is fairly green but that's also their capital) (edited)

Trying to be useful despite her unease, Radka speaks up... "It wasn't too long ago that Meda, the closest planet, was Terraformed... They might not be as well organized as some of the other planets, and are more likely to have an abundance, I think..."

“Ain’t that where all the religious nuts are? I don’t think we would be very safe there…. Anywhere else with lots of stuff fer stealin?”

The bot crewman at the sensor panel brings up a report on the planet Tavgularis. The world is temperate and disorganized, and rumored to already be home to a large smuggling presence the New Moon Cooperative has yet to do something about.

“Robots’ll rule the galaxy one day,” Fearghal notes, before nodding in approval. “What say ye, crew? And Raylith?”

"i think this should work rather nicely for us. And smuggling rings usually indicate goods of high value being smuggled, so we should be able to make it worth our while. As they say in old terran, Make way while the stars shine!" (edited)

(I think making it into space, Raylith will transfer over from a CFR shuttle to this ship, and then we'll head on to our destination? We can rp on the trip of we all want to get aquainted a bit, but thats what i was thinking to move this forward)

(I think yes so we can stay undercover! Down for either just traveling or getting to know each other!)

(Yep sounds good to me!)

(yeah, sounds good

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(I am always down for more RP.)

(Okay. We have nine days of downtime. We would all be aboard ferg’s ship and it’s main functions are handled by autonomous robotic crew , so there wouldn’t be a ton for you all to do during the spike jumps. Would imagine the galley becomes sort of a hub during the trip as you at the very least eat meals together

“So, Ray - be it ok if I be callin ye Ray? - ‘ow did ye get mixed up with the… CFR?” He whispers the last part.

" 'Course you can. I was born and brought up on Polychrome, never left the planet before. Worked hard, studied, got good grades, got into college, then all shit hit the fan. By the time the dust settled, half my campus was on fire, the rest was ransacked and looted. I somehow managed to make it out alive, survived and found my way back to my parents', but I swear the shit show only seemed to have made my mum's nagging worse, so I set out to find myself. Did some odd jobs, started to build a bit of a name for myself, and that's when they came, said they had a job for me. Then one thing led to another, and here I am, flying through the stars, getting ready to rob some poor sod blind." (edited)

Radka, pinned to a console by her own nerves, shivers and looks to Ray and Fearghal, her attention piqued solely by the whispery part that she missed. The Thin, pale and mousey Taros tilts her head, and asks "Uh--ah... Who is... uhm 'They'?"

Raylith whispers a reply, "Who else but CFR", then surreptitiously tries to look around, make sure no one unwanted heard anything! (edited)

(I don't want to cut this off, just lemme know when everyone;s ready to move on, but this isn't me hurrying you along if we want to continue to RP )

She tilts her head, recognizes the need for discretion, looking carefully at Elowen, assuming El is the one being kept out of the loop. Then approaches Ray and Fearghal and very quietly asks "Who... Who is the Sea-afar?"

“Well ye see, it be not quite a polity, but rather a sort of Alliance of independent systems and planets, through this establishing trade with the independent planets and making use of each one’s strong-suits to help each other out without damaging each others Autonomy.” He keeps going. “Oh, and…. We like helpin the little guy.”

The Alchemist nods appreciatively and smiles, genuinely. "Well, if you need any alchemical Assistance Id be happy to help! I just... Really dislike... Eh... Travelling through space..."

“Don’t worry, doctor! The Selkie flies steadier’n anything ye ever stepped on before! Ye won’t even realize yer not on solid ground!”

“We’ve traveled a lot lately and we’re still kickin. You’ll be ok especially with us and our new friend.”

"Y-yeah.. I mean... I'm trusting you. I'm not trusting the Ship or the Spike drive... Or drill space."

“Just pet me Mist girl here. She’s great at keepin folk calm wot need it.”

"You know, I used to be scared of space too when I was younger. But then my dad told me something- Space isnt treacherous or dangerous or out to get your life. Space is a test. It is a test of your wits, your ability, your perseverance, but above all, its a test for you and your crew. How well you have each others' backs, how far you'll go for each other, cuz if you commit yourself, and you work with your crew, well then Space isnt scary at al. No, instead its this terrifyingly wonderful place where you can let go of all your worries, and just live in the moment. Just you, your crew and your ship. "

"Until it takes something from you, sure... All your potential sucked away because of a Drive Malfunction or perhaps some other horrid accident... I used to be a mage, and all that entails... First foray out on my own and it got taken from me... I don't.... I don't know what I will do if I lose another thing I have devoted my life to learning." She states, her voice cracking and her body trembling. It takes her a minute, but she does nervously approach Mist and begin petting her as a way to try and calm down.

(okay. I'm going to move us on , I need a program/int from someone for sneaking/hiding as we enter Tavgularis)

(i can try that. would hacking apply?)

(No, we're not hacking anything since we're not tapping a data line or anything like that, its just an opposed program check) (edited)

Raylith Fujiwa

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Raylith Fujiwa Request: [2d6+1+2] Roll: [6, 1] Result: 10

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Nekosmash

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Nekosmash Request: [2d6+5] Roll: [5, 2] Result: 12

(hull size means you also get a 12, and ties go to the players, so the ship is undetected as we enter the system)

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(reporting for reference, we just need to pick a landing zone, and I think figuring out a plan now that we're here is a smart move)

2:08 PM

https://www.worldanvil.com/w/iron-stars-nekosmash/a/tavgularis-article

Tavgularis

As the ship arrives in the system and no alarms go off instantly, Raylith pulls up a map of Tabgularis and addresses the crew, “All right, from what I can tell, we got a choice between the forge, the mines, the cargo hub and the logging camp. Reckon there’s gonna be a lot of goods and people flowing through the cargo hub, might make a decent spot to start looking for a mark. What does everyone think?”.

"I think that sounds like a great idea. Should definitely be a decent amount of goods and people through there."

"Y-Yeah... Yeah... Whatever gets... Gets us Planetside!" The Alchemist Nervously adds, Truly Mist has been inundated with almost incessant attention during the whole of the Trip, and even now is being nervously pet by the anxiety stricken Taros.

Mist is drooling in happiness. There is no amount of attention that is too much attention for Mist. She has made a friend for life. “Aye, cargo hub sounds like the best option t’me!” Fearghal chimes in.

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(how did we want to approach? We know there are probably people and ocean going ships there, and there would be traces of starships having landed there in the past- though there aren't any now. Basically I'm trying to set up, do we bluff our way in and try to carry some stuff off, is this a violet , kinetic style raid, or is this like a sneak in during the night and steal what we can, ect. There are several ways to do this, I'm just trying to figure out how the hub should look and what should be going on there when we land at it)

(I think it would be smart to first do some recon. See what goods they have, what kinda security measures etc. Maybe we can generate a list of things we wanna know through recon, and proceed from there?)

(Sure, I think the method as to how we collect that data makes a difference too. A flyby is going to reveal different information/cause a different level of notice on the ground than some other methods, ect. )

"Who's up for a little walk around the cargo depot? Stretch some legs, get some of that tasty fresh planetary air, make some new friends! Come one, its gonna be a blast!", Raylith says as he starts preparing to go planet-side for some recon. (edited)

“Aye, that sounds good t’me!”

"Yeah... Yeah that sounds lovely!" The Alchemist states, having to alternate between giving Mist attention and checking her Potions and equipment.

Approaching the cargo hub your ship is contacted and you are given a landing pad to set down at. This does not look to be the first time they've had an independent trader come through, and for the moment are willing to accommodate you as you do business. You are the only starship here now, and have set down on a cement pad 500m west of a large building that looks like a combination between starship hangar and warehouse all in one. A large seagoing cargo barge filled with ironwood has been docked here, and is being unloaded by Cooperative longshoremen using hand tools, a crane, and several grav cargo skiffs.

As we land, before disembarking, Raylith says, “Ok, let’s stay sharp people! Remember, we dont really know what we’re after yet, or how we’re gonna get to it, so keep your eyes and ears peeled. We’re looking for MMO- Mark(what to hit), Means(how to hit) and Opportunities(where and when to hit).” (Do we wanna split up and search or do it together?)

(together would be easiest since we have a big group and everyones got a different post rate on their own)

9:20 AM

(so we might be stuck here for a while otherwise)

At the base of the ramp the harbormaster is politely waiting with one of his clerks. All vessels coming in are greeted by the foppish man in the ridiculously ornamented costume and your vessel is no exception. He has a parade baton tucked under his arm at rest, catching the bits of morning sun.

Raylith greets the harbormaster as he walks down the ramp, “Greetings my friend! And how are you on this fabulous day!?”, as he stands at the base of the ramp, with hands on hips, visibly breathing in th planet air with a big smile. (edited)

"Welcome to Tavgularis friend. Just need you to sign in here on the pad, all ships coming in and out have to be logged. King's orders my friend. We don't get too many independent traders here. The commerce office will be happy to hear business is expanding. Where you coming in from?"

(Do we have fake registration and other details to feed him? Just so if anyone comes looking later, they cant find us?)

(We do have one. We don't know how long it'll hold up, and to what kind of scrutiny it'll hold up under, so it'll help ease tensions in this initial conversation, but you'll want to be efficient in your work because we don't know when that cover is going to be blown )

Fearghal walks out of the ship, taking in the surroundings. Mist bounds out behind him and up to the harbormaster, sniffing gently at his feet and sitting back on her haunches having approved of this new person. “Mist girl, ye can’t be interrupting official business like that! Even though ye be so distractingly adorable!” He says, chuckling.

Elowen giggles and kneels down calling to Mist. “Come here Mist girl. I’ll give you some belly scratches while the adults talk. You really are the most adorable distraction, but now is not the time.”

Radka emerges from the ship, Briefly looking about before following after Mist, but stopping beside Elowen. She spends a long moment taking in the outfit of the official before giving a disbelief twinged side-long glance to Elowen.

Raylith shares the requested documents while signing the pad ‘ZiPr’, “There you go. Say, it’s our first time here on Tavgularis, and we’re looking to do some trade. Any recommendations on where to head to first?” (edited)

Mist comes to Elowen then wags her tail as she sees her new Taros friend, and settles with her rump directly on Radka’s toes. Her head is tilted almost directly vertical back, tongue out and hoping the alchemist pets her.

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The Alchemist Obliges almost immediately, having fully bought into the Comfort Petting approach. Plus it's always good to have new friends.

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"If you head into the main terminal building you'll see its both our warehouse and sales floor. There are a few automated trade terminals in there, sand there are also a few specialty merchants hawking some goods from around the cooperative that are more specialty in nature. There are a few smaller shops and places to eat in there too, I think you'll enjoy your visit here"

"Appreciate the help", Raylith nods in thanks to the harbourmaster, then says to the team, "Right gang! Let's get some work done!" and starts heading towards the main terminal building.

"Places to eat? A-Oh!" Radka starts to ask, but stops to follow Ray. Using side-scritches to get Mist to stand up so she has her feet back.

The map you’re provided of the trade hub shows a large noodle shop, a seafood stand , and a place specializing in off world delicacies inside though the latter place is very expensive

(that info would all be on your compads too, but its not mandatory to find somewhere to eat. I'm up to describe in more detail wherever you decide to investigate)

"If we manage to pull this job off, i'll treat you to all the space ramen you can eat", Raylith whispers to Radka before heading out towards the main terminal building, trying to surreptitiously look over his shoulder and make sure there are no stragglers.

There is no one taking a special interest in you to the point of wanting to follow. The arrival of an 'independent' trader always generates some buzz here thanks to the new business opportunities it provides to the trade port, but no one has taken an interest to the point of suspicion or seeing a need to follow you. The warehouse with both automated trade terminals to the emergent galactic market and the small number of in person traders is ahead

The Alchemist takes the proposal to heart, seeming to refocus her priorities on the mission. Food being a Powerful motivator for her at the moment. "U-understood!"

“Holding you to that, Ray! Let’s go have a look at some wares.”

Entering the warehouse the sounds and smell of several worlds all hit you at once. True to what you had been told the automated galactic trading terminals are in a neon lit room nestled in the warehouse's right, just after the various food shops. To the left, there are rows of live merchants, here from different parts of the iron stars. One looks to be peddling fabrics, one is working on offloading exotic spices, one is clearly a metal trader, and the stand and the very end of this row is labeled as a grain, general goods, and other sundries provider. There are about fifty other people in the warehouse, a mix of local traders, tramp merchants, longshoremen, and porters working for the warehouse to help traders get their goods loaded onto ships heading off world, or onto barges heading to other parts of this planet.

(i'm guessing we wanna get info on where everything is stored and how to get to it. any ideas on how we proceed?) (what i've thought so far is, we continue posing as merchants and use that to gain access to whatever warehouse they store stuff in, and find an opportunity to find a data line and place a line shunt. that way we can try and hack their security measures, as well as possibly get an exact inventory of what all they have. any thoughts?)

(That all sounds great to me, good thinking Raylith!)

(I can work with that, good plan and works within the hacking rules Raylith)

(Yeah, I like it too~)

(Cool! Who's doing the talking then? And who's sneaky? might need someone to sneak off and plant the line shunt as well.) (In fact, what's everyone's speciality? I'm a full-on hacker) (edited)

(I'm a healer/Support type, more or less. I have few interesting methods to get into places as well if we have the time for me to set them up.)

(I’m definitely a face man, I can try that. Sounds like Ray or Elowen will be on line shunt duty?)

(Elowen is pretty sneaky)

(I’m definitely pretty sneaky! I can try!!)

(My problem is that I as a player am not very charismatic. I would like to use Fergies rizz to get info on where the goods are and how to get them, pretty please)

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(i'm down for you trying!)

Approaching the food merchant at the end of the row of stalls he lights up with joy at seeing some potential customers. (say what you think ferg would say, and then roll a talk/cha, Elowen can assist and offer a +1 on the check)

(Guys I’m grasping for the thread a little bit here, that’s on me. Im really sorry my heads been a little out of it lately. What exactly are we looking for?)

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(any excuse that gets us a tour of the warehouse where the food is stored) (Maybe we can pose as food merchants and we wanna buy but we’ve been hearing rumors of stock rotting away, having rodent problems etc, so we wanna check the goods and storage condition?) (edited)

(that could certainly work)

(Ray u a king) "We be new to this planet, lookin' to expand our business a bit further in the 'verse. 'Ow do we go about breakin' into the market here? 'Ow can we be sure our investiture will be safe?" he makes eye contact with Elowen, then noticing her reaction to his word choice, coughs and says "Investment! Apologies."

(talk/cha)

iumi of Gudrun

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Iumi | Fearghal | Malachi | Alva Request: [2d6+3] Roll: [4, 4] Result: 11

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"I see, well competition here isn't really something I'd be interested in helping get set up. You might take my market share and scoop my own business out from under me. Maybe not all is lost though, we could corner the market together as partners. I'd need to know about your outfit, where you come from, who you're working with, ect, and I'd need a look at your financial, but hey, maybe we can work something out and I can give you the full tour of the warehouse"

Weighing her Options, Radka pipes up "The tour sounds lovely, and do... you by any chance... Uhm... do Samples for potential Business partners?" She tries really hard to hide the hope and eagerness in her eyes and demeanor.

"Ah I do, I have a large selection of both sweet and savory foods from around the New Moon Cooperative, and the few independent worlds beyond- those without the touch of the Fleshshapers" he says jovially. "Nasty business that. But we're here now thanks to many brave heroes, and we can do business as a result! So, back to my question , is the lass feeling something savory, or something sweet?"

(Would it be reasonable for us to have some basic info for our cover, the stuff he asked like where we’re from, our partners etc. if not, is it reasonable for raylith to try and surf the intergalactic web to throw something together while everyone else ~~distracts~~ talks to the merchant? Nothing perfect, just good enough to pull off our bluff)

(I think that would help me. I’m having a hard time thinking of what to say)

(I'd say searching something quickly and coming up with a story is something Raylith could do quickly)

2:07 PM

(there's an actual identity shop type asset that basically gives us cover identities and whatnot that eliminates the need for preparing something IC ahead of time, so I don't really want to just give out the benefits of having it when we don't have it)

The Alchemist sucks air through her teeth as she thinks about her diet the last few days... "What do you recommend? I've never been to the Cooperative before, and I'm excited to try all of the local fare... but something for a first-timer in your professional opinion?" (Makes sense~!)

(ID shop asset is a faction asset, correct?) (For the quick search, which territory should i search for? Ex, if we pick UNC, I’ll search for the top 10 most traded food goods from that region, and maybe pick a middling to small company as our partner. This way, we have some stuff to say for the bluff, without making actual cover ids. That’s why i wanna pick small company, so that if they search some database and find no record of our partnership, we can claim its a small outfit, not the most optimized and so probably missed out on paperwork. Or atleast something along those similar lines)

(It is an asset yes, our last build actions haven't purchased that kinda thing, and have focused on other things we need instead. UNC? Do you mean the United Nations of Worlds or New Moon Cooperative? We kind of have both things going on there, so depending on who we're talking about the info I'm going to provide is going to be very different)

(Oh lol, you’re right, United Nation of Worlds. My bad, got my wires crossed

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Common ingots, rare ingots, metawheat, common livestock, colonial supplies, colonial materials, raw materials for medicinal drugs, medical supplies, hand tools, and astronautic parts are all commodities commonly traded within the United Nations of Worlds.

(ooo! let's tell him we work with common livestock mostly? so that way we can claim to provide the raw materials for his 'savoury' treats.) (edited)

Leaning in to his pastoral roots, Fearghal squints his eyes in a friendly, wizened smile. “What kind o’ savory goods do ye be peddlin’? Per’aps we could find some common interests! I run a livestock farm back home, actually! Best meat in the sector, they say!”

Elowen does a chefs kiss motion, “Can vouch! Some of the best, mouth-watering meats your tastebuds could ever imagine!”

"Meat pie. The filling doesn't matter much, but hey you might be what I need to make a difference here. I make em and freeze em, sell em to armies and navies, good source of protein , they travel well, and im told a hot meal in the field really can make a big change in how a unit is doing. So you think you've got something better to fill em with eh? "

(Tell him we have a line on this!!!!!!!!!) (https://theouterworlds.fandom.com/wiki/Cystypig) (Tldr: it’s a pig that grows tumours that are basically meat, so rather than fatten and kill a pig, you just harvest the meat like it was a tree/plant. So MUCH more cost effective.) (edited)

Cystypig

Cystypigs are creatures in The Outer Worlds. Bred by the local corporations, cystypigs are pigs that grow bacon tasting tumors on their necks, which then slough off when matured, ready for...

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(this isn't a thing in our universe, so he won't know what you're talking about )

7:45 PM

(I also don't want this to be a thing in our universe, upon reading it, this requires a lot of things that would be either maltech in SWN, or would be things far beyond the post collapse setting we're playing in) (edited)

(Lol, it was worth the shot xD) (How about genetically modified species that require less food and maintenance and provide a lot more meat? Just basic genetic engineering)

(You'd really have to sell it, since nothing like that exists in universe right now. Not saying its impossible, but you'd have to do a lot of fabricating) (edited)

(hmmm, that might get a bit risky. maybe we just vaguely tell him that we have a line on a large batch of cattle that were part of a trade deal that fell through, and the owner is looking to sell them off asap, so we can get a better than average deal on them, and that finding deals like this is our speciality, so to speak. does that sound more plausible?)

(From my end yes, I don't think we'd be able to poll the group given there is an active conversation happening IC )

Raylith quickly types out the suggestion on his compad, then making sure the merchant doesn't get a good look on the screen, says to Fearghal a bit nervously, "Ummm, sir, sorry to disturb you, but this just came in from our contact on Shalini.", and he hands the compad over to Fearghal. (The actual text reads- BS about a shipment that was to be delivered to shalini but due to local worker's strike, the factory we were to supply meat for worker lunches to is being shutdown, so all that meat is now spare and needs to be sold off before it goes bad. for good effect, maybe scold me a bit, then turn it on its head and offer it as a nice coincidental deal?)

Fearghal squints down at the squiggles on screen. Then he squints harder. Then he unsquints, laughs nervously, and runs a wrinkled hand through his messy white-grey hair. "Oh boy. That be a complicated issue right there, by the sound o' it. Be sure to take care o' that first chance ye get. But right now I be talkin' to a potential business partner, Ray. Go see if one o' the girls can handle it." he clears his throat. "What kind o' protein goes better in a pie than a sweet one? The best kind o' protein around - nut butter! It grows in the ground and can grow like a weed, no need to raise it from a wee babe or anythin'! 100 credits o' investment into our nuts and legumes be worth 500 credits in animal flesh!"

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Raylith is extremely confused, but covers it up as he says haltingly, “Ah yes sir, sorry sir, my apologies.”, then slinks to the back, holding his breath a bit to make it look like he’s going red in the face with embarrassment, pretending to go over the “report”.

"So you've got a line on these miracle nuts then?" the merchant asks "What can you tell me about them- like the planet they're coming in from, ect. That's going to help me understand the risks I'm taking going into business here"

“They be from Libertalia! Ye heard about the uprisin’ wot overthrew the corpo poison, and be cleanin’ up the air and soil from all the nastiness they were puttin’ out? Well, frankly that left lots’o free real estate for the tappin’, and with my… proclivities,” he says, pushing a pulse of MES downward into the soles of his feet. There, the grass below his boots brightens in color and begins to flourish; a single stem with rounded oblong leaves grows up to about knee-height. The leaves unfurl and face towards him. He bends down, pulls it up from the root, and exposes the hard woody shell that emerges from the soil. He pulls the vegetation and roots away from the shell. “Try it!” He hands the man one peanut. (Thinking this could be a very controlled usage of Metaflora if you’ll allow it. If so, 4/5 effort remaining)

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"Ah I see. NEver heard of the planet though, but if its this fresh, gotta be in the sector. Alright, color me interested. Even grows through the cracks in the metal floor- interesting. and pesky. I think that's going to make bringing these into a lot of worlds pretty difficult. Can't say I'd want to be a full partner, but maybe I could try to move a small batch for you and see how it goes"

Fearghal darts a look to Raylith before smiling and offering a welcoming hand to this man to shake. “Now ‘at be what I call business! I be lookin’ forward to our partnership! And yes, just like meself, me nuts grow in any crack they can find.”

"You know the growing conditions best. Maybe a tour of the warehouse here with me, I can show you how things are normally stored, and you can decide if we need to work on improving anything to make sure those little buggers don't take root where they're not supposed to. What do you think?

“Aye, sounds good to me!” Fearghal turns to the crew. “This nice feller be takin’ us on a tour!”

(Raylith qould be able to slip away with the ruse of 'taking care of that business' if we wanted, while the rest of the group takes the tour)

(this would be sipping away to place a line shunt, right? )

"Lovely!" The Alchemist looks genuinely excited for the tour, and appears to be brimming with a myriad of questions.

Raylith politely clears his throat and addresses Fearghal, "Sir, the situation on Shalini requires immediate attention. I shall take care of it and join you all post haste.", and starts to slink away once he receives confirmation.

(yeah, the hope was with the merchant gone and less eyes in the general area we could shunt his exchange terminal)

“Of course, Ray, thank ye fer taking’ care of it fer me. Now, the tour?”

(Ray what we can do is move the spotlight around a bit, lets get a sneak/dex from you, and I'll narrate how that goes, and then we can cut back to the tour)

Raylith Fujiwa

used /roll

Raylith Fujiwa Request: [2d6-1+0 Shhhhh...] Roll: [2, 2] Result: 3

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(i'll expert reroll that)

Raylith Fujiwa

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Raylith Fujiwa Request: [2d6-1+0] Roll: [5, 3] Result: 7

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(did you use it this mission yet?)

(I dont think so, lemme check) (Nope, this is the first time) (edited)

You are not noticed as you stay behind. The group is led away from the merchant's stand and galactic exchange terminal as their tour of the food safe warehouse begins. There are several people inside the warehouse still- most ofthem are eating at the small eatery here. The metal merchant directly across from you is typing a message on their compad, not looking up since you do not appear to be customers for the immediate moment.

7:01 AM

For a few precious seconds, you have the attention of no one

Raylith wastes no time, immediately placing a line shunt on the merchant’s terminal, then moving away as discreetly as possible. (Line shunts have active camouflage, right?) (edited)

(If you mean in the halo sense where its invisible, no, but it color shifts to match what its attached to in order to become less observable. So low visibility as opposed to invisibility if that makes sense)

(Yeah, that’s what i meant

)

(this one will take 2 shunts since its a secured system. If you've got asecond one go ahead and deduct that)

9:23 AM

(any commands have to be issued now too since remote hacking isn't generally a thing outside of a couple very specific cyberwares)

(I have 5!

) (As for commands, i wanna start with getting all general information i can regarding the warehouse where goods are stored- security systems, full manifest of what's stored where, and any other relevant information i can find)

There are security cameras in each corner of the high warehouse ceiling, and there are pressure plates on the floor that are turned on at night. They are turned off by day since there are six porters and their equipment that speed around the warehouse floor all day as they move goods in, move goods out, and shift batches around the warehouse depending on what is scheduled to enter or exit. 500 tons of food crops (metawheat), 200 tons of common ingots, 50 tons of fine liquor, 25 tons of NMC clothing, 20 tons of hand tools, 10 tons of gemstones, and 10 tons of post-tech housewares are also present here.

(Awesome! food and gemstones should satisfy our goals i think.) (for the hack i also want to try and subvert the system if possible, so that when we do plan to make our move, we can put the security cameras on a pre recorded loop and fool the pressure traps into thinking that there is no weight being placed on them. basically, just spoof the security systems into believing that everything is fine. can i prepare that in advance now, and trigger it when needed, or would we have to come back and reaccess the terminal later?) (edited)

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(you could prepare that now and we will say you will program it to start when you need it to, in character Raylith probably has a better idea of the plan's timetable than actual player Raylith)

5:38 AM

(The inquiry into the goods, and subverting both security measures is our three questions so to speak, so if we want to do more, we'll need another program/int, but the DC is going to be higher- otherwise we can call that here)

(i can't think of anything else, does anyone have any other suggestions on what to do? i have pretty decent roll for hacking so we could risk it)

(I think you did a good job so far, don't want to blow our cover here)

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(oh lol, i just realised, i havent made a roll for the first 3 hacking questions either

) (Should i do that now?) (edited)

(Well, they're questions if we're interrogating for data, but the commands we issued use those' questions' . For this type of system your program and foci make you not need to roll, but we will have to if we continue our cyber intrusion as the DC would be fairly high ) 1. We asked about the goods in the warehouse 2. We subverted the security cameras to loop footage at the times you specify 3. We spoofed the pressure plates in the warehouse so they won't register infotmation that would flag the security team) (edited)

(cool! that's it for me then, i'll head over to where the rest of the squad is and catch up with them, lets see what they find in the meantime

) (edited)

The rest of the group has been exploring the main warehouse for the few moments Raylith was gone under the guise of taking care of business. and in that time they have seen that this building is filled with the supplies Juroli desperately needs .The merchant is going on about the warehouse and the supply lines leading to it.

9:11 AM

(if you had specific questions I think he'd have spent the time answering those(

(Radka would probably be asking about storage procedures in relation to like, Humidity, estimated time in storage before it's sent out, whether the Warehouses are refrigerated in anyway and heat. Normal things someone with a plant based product would ask, I imagine.)

The warehouse is climate controlled thanks to its own personal black box reactor. The reactor is able to use normal seawater to produce a reaction. This reaction would be inefficient to run a city or do more than this large building with it, but being on a small island close to the sea has them surrounded by fuel, so they are not worried about being very efficient. Humidity is kept low unless a good brought in specifically needs it. Most of the moisture collected from the warehouse is fed into the reactor to help extend its fuel life whenever possible, but there is a small sealed section that takes up 1/4 of the warehouse where the climate can be more tightly controlled. Currently that part of the warehouse is not being used, as there is no truly specialized cargo within the facility that needs its own environment.

"What be the busiest times in yon warehouse, and be it open all day and night? Tradin' all over the galaxy, sometimes we may come in at odd hours and need ta be back off again, would we be able to get in' and unload goods even if we show up at odd times?"

"Busy time is first thing in the morning usually. Warehouse closes at 8pm, and from there no staff until 8 the next morning. We only have the one shift, so it gives the guys enough rest to come back and work the next day. Any traders coming in during the night, or not finishing their business duringm the day get stuck waiting. It's not ideal, but they're eager to get out when morning comes. "

(Raylith is back with the group as well now, coming in on the heels of this question being answered)

Raylith politely waits for a break in the conversation before speaking up, “Our partners on Shalini have successfully established a field office, and are clear to proceed at our discretion”.

"That's wonderful!" She says to Ray, before turning back to the gentleman she's already peppered with questions... "May I see the Paperwork we have to sign for all of this? I'd like to get a head-start on reading it and making sure it's workable, if that's possible."

"Aye, hard workers are most deservin' of a rest. So there must be some solid security then, if no one be guardin' all the goods? I would want te make sure me crops be safe."

"The security system here is electronic. There is a small patrol at night of two guards, but most of the heavy lifting comes from weight sensors in the floor, and in the camera system. If anything is flagged on either one of them, we have ten of His Majesty's Best waiting here, ready to scramble on a moment's notice to apprehend the would be thieves. "

"Be there only two sensors, at the door? Seems like someone might be able to get in thru a window or summat?"

"That's what the floor pressure plates are for. Someone can get in, yes. but the camera system covers the entire floor, and the weight sensors would register the impact of them hitting the ground, walking around, disturbing the goods, all that. THis is a frontier operation at heart. We've got armed security and better mechanical security measures than you're going to find on most frontier trade ports"

(Approximately how far is the warehouse from where our ship is currently?)

(The warehouse is 300m from the ship. It’s far enough away where ships taking off won’t rattle the building , and the load/unload cargo with grav skiff vehicles so the distance isn’t a bother for the cargo terminal workers)

4:10 PM

(Since they’re not walking it)

(kewl, so we know what we're getting, when we're gonna make our move, how we're gonna make our move, what the security is and have some measures to address those, and possibly how to carry all that tonnage back to our ship. i think that's everything, right? anything else we wanna know?) (Oh!) Raylith will take out his compad and pretend to receive something on it, then he'll lean forward and whisper to Radka, "Ask if they use transponders in their packages for added security. I should be able to take care of those, but I need to know what we're working with here. Dont want them tracking us halfway cross the system once we're done here." (edited)

"Ah, unfortunately tagger nanites are very advanced technology. They've not yet made their way to the frontier for us to use them like you're suggesting, but we're expecting to begin having those types of things present here by the end of the year. "

8:41 AM

(just figurred I'd answer as opposed to having someone ask the same question)

(yeah, that's much better, idk why i said that xD)

(He doesn't have anything more to say about that question really)

(That’s all i wanted to know. Everyone else done as well?)

(I can't think of anything else ATM.)

(We can move on to ending the conversation then, and then executing the heist)

(I think we should do a little bit of Planning RP, and then move onto the Execution of the Heist, so yeah Sounds good to me. What about the rest of Y'all?)

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(Sounds good to me, I think we've done what we can do here in terms of information we're going to get from this guy. The longer the tour goes the higher the chance something might slip, so I think we've covered it well enough)

Once safely back on the ship, preferentially after a fairly lovely dinner, Radka will speak up. "So, If you give me a bit I can make a special sort of Solvent that can turn whatever it's poured on into a clay-like state so you can open Large-door sized holes in things, Change your appearance, or make statues or what have you. I can have four of them stable at a time... I'm thinking we just wait till nightfall while I brew them up and then enter through... Uh... The back of the warehouse with the Plasmic Molding and avoid the weight sensor altogether."

Raylith grins a bit smugly and full of himself as he produly clears his throat and says, “Well, lucky for us, someone figured out how to spoof their security measures at around midnight, so neither the pressure sensors nor the cameras will pick anything out of the ordinary in that warehouse at around midnight.” Then before anyone can say anything, unable to contain himself, he bursts out, “Me! It was me! I spoofed it!!” (edited)

"...AH! That'll save on my supplies significantly!" She rubs her palms together. "Do you think we should still make them just in case?"

“Certainly! It could come in handy when things start go south. Changing our appearances alone is a great asset!” (Forgot to mention earlier- Raylith also shares the warehouse manifest with everyone- 500 tons of food crops (metawheat), 200 tons of common ingots, 50 tons of fine liquor, 25 tons of NMC clothing, 20 tons of hand tools, 10 tons of gemstones, and 10 tons of post-tech housewares are also present here.) “As you can see, we’ve got 815 tons of merchandise. Question is, how much can we carry, realistically?” (edited)

(I think also you're really interested only in the food. The Selkie has 60 free tons of cargo storage space. )

3:10 PM

(and 1 ton of supplies sustains 50 people for a month, so you'd be able to sustain 3,000 people for a month, or less people for longer with this heist. If we dip into other goods, we're not going to be able to feed as many people , sso its up to the group what we think we should grab) (edited)

"I think for this we should get the food to hold people over as long as possible, and then afterwords we can get Luxury goods from somewhere else to trade for food for a longer term solution, If that makes sense?" The Alchemist says, after thinking on it for a bit.

(Hmmm.., so what do i take to the baron? Cuz the food is for our ppl. Would details of everything we saw here, which might be used to do a future heist suffice? Or will we need to grab something proper to pawn off to him, show him we’re worth fencing for? Or just prove that we did this heist?)

(Adrian makes an excellent point in our ooc https://discord.com/channels/949769797032357918/949769798244519958/1123253716817031169 ) (edited)

(Yeah we could split if we want to kill two birds with one stone)

(Cool! So 40 tons of food, 10 tons of gems and 10 tons of fine liquor, that sound good to everyone?) (edited)

(Yes!)

(we know what we want, and as the afternoon passes Radka will make the potions they plan to supply the group with. sounds like we're ready to head out assuming no one else needs to prepr anything

(All sounds good! Let’s roll!)

Evening falls and the warehouse workers are locking up for the end of the shift. Floodlights on the outside of the building power on, illuminating the doors leading into the massive trade complex, warehouse, and market building all in one that you toured the day before.Raylith lets everyone know that the digital manipulation of the security system looks to be holding and has not been noticed yet, but it will not stay this way forever- and possibly not for long. Darkness falls an hour later, and the small collection of cabins, dorm trailers, and workers shanties slowly turns their lights off one by one for an evenings rest after a day of hard labor. Only the bugs and the distantly croaking amphibians are your company for now. The only remaining light is the one in the Kingsguard's small barracks, but the patrols for the evening have not begun leaving yet.

The Taros Alchemist passes out her Potions, and instructs the group on how to use them.

(how do we use them exactly? drink them or pour them?)

(You drink it.) (edited)

Raylith pockets the potion carefully, then turns to everyone and says, "I know we've only just met, but we're gonna be putting our lives into each others' hands. Let's try not to fuck this up shall we?"

(What potion is it again, Radka?)

(Plasmic Molding. It's a 1 scene Disguise. Or it can turn Things similar to Clay so it can be reshaped if we need it to) (edited)

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(sounds like everyone's gonna be drinking it , or at least should. There's enough fix and program around the group to handle any doors)

“Excellent breweryship, Doc. ‘Tanks fer yer hard work. I think we might should get goin’ on our mission before the patrols start. Should we disguise ourselves as patrolmen?”

"That's a great idea! Let's keep one or two in reserve though. Never know when it might come in handy." (i think we can have whoever's gonna be keeping lookout and whoever's the smooth talker drink the potions, the others we can save for now and use as and when needed.) (edited)

(lets establish who is doing what before we set out)

(i'll hold onto my potion for later, and rely on my awesome sneak for now.) (edited)

(That helps, Also mean in terms of who is cracking the door, who is going to be the face if a patrol is run into, who is looking out, ect

(I’ll be the face, Mist can stay near Raylith)

(I’m down for whatever is needed!)

(elowen is pretty sneaky , and has a complementary skill set to Raylith. Maybe they're our door team? We'll need all hands moving boxes or someone driving the cargo skiff- quickly, once the door is popped)

(Elowen and Ray can be door team, Mist on lookout, Fergie being the face with Radka lookin pretty and helping sell that she and Fergie are a patrol team since she already did a big heavy lift with the potions)

(Sounds good to me!)

(I concur!)

(okay, lets get a sneak/dex check for Elowen and Ray, and a notice/wis for Radka and Fearg )

St. Lucia

used /roll

Radka Beranek/Lucia Dermott Request: [2d6-1] Roll: [5, 1] Result: 5

iumi of Gudrun

used /roll

Iumi | Fearghal | Malachi Request: [2d6] Roll: [2, 1] Result: 3

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(Our lookouts are looking at each others shoes, we will see if the gate team is sneaky )

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Raylith Fujiwa

used /r

Raylith Fujiwa Request: [2d6+0-1] Roll: [5, 2] Result: 6

chellyb25

used /roll

Elowen Request: [2d6+1] Roll: [6, 3] Result: 10

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Nekosmash

used /roll

Nekosmash Request: [2d6] Roll: [2, 2] Result: 4

(door team is sneaky, patrol departing their base has not been noticed, but said patrol has not noticed the door team) Raylith and Elowen reach the heavy door of the cargo facility's loading bay, and the door is sealed by both a heavy machanical lock and a keypad. Raylith's previous electronic intrusion means the locks being disengaged will not trigger an alarm anywhere, but the locks still need to be disengaged, hacked ,picked, or otherwise dealt with in some way before the large doors can be opened and the goods can be taken.

“You’re sure your hacks will work and no alarms will sound when we crack these other locks, Ray?”

“They should hold for sometime, but we’ve only got so long before the anti virus sniffs out my hacks and kills them for good, so I’d suggest we hustle along.”

Elowen cracks her knuckles, “let’s get in and get out then!”

(So the door has both a mechanical lock and a keypad. Both will need to be disengaged within a few seconds of each other to ensure the alarm stays off. Who wants to pick and who wants to computer crack )

(I believe elowen is gonna try and pick the mechanical lock while raylith will try and crack the digital one)

(Agreed! I think our skill sets work better this way)

“Race you to it!”. Raylith’s fingers start flying over his keyboard.

(program/int for Raylith, and Fix/int for Elowen)

chellyb25

used /roll

Elowen Request: [2d6+2] Roll: [6, 5] Result: 13

Raylith Fujiwa

used /roll

Raylith Fujiwa Request: [2d6+3] Roll: [6, 3] Result: 12

Working in concert swift fingers fly over keyboard keys, and swift hands work at picks and tone catching devices to listen for the clicks of tumblers being disengaged inside the lock. Two brief "clear" signals sound out, and the door begins to winch open. The clear sound and the door opening are not quiet, but it is still not as loud as an alarm. The lookouts have not seen anything, but even with the patrol possibly elsewhere, everyone will only have a few minutes to work as quickly as possible to extract as much cargo as they can.

“Like taking candy from a baby. Great work, Ray. Let’s get what we came for before anyone notices!” Elowen whispers.

(I'm thinking maybe skill contest to try to clear the warehouse as quickly as possible? Anyone need a refresher on that?)

(yes please!

) (edited)

(definitely do)

(I could use a refresher for the specifics! Would me and Radka be part of this as well?)

(Yep, everyone would be part of it. Let me post my example one sec)

2:07 PM

Skill Contest: Objective The party will work together to use skill checks to complete the scene. The goal is to get five successes before reaching three failures. Procedure The scene will evolve and change as every check is made. Each skill can only be used once. This represents the group's best attempt at using the skill. The player must describe how the chosen skill relates to the scene, or how it will be used to help complete the current challenge, and if DM approved as a plausible way to use it, the check is rolled. Example A party has just defeated the Evil Lord and is trying to escape from his crumbling castle. As they flee from his chamber, rocks begin falling from the castle ceiling. The party ranger decides to use survival to establish a sense of direction toward the entryway, to avoid tunnels where rocks have fallen in already. The check is rolled, and pass or fail the scene moves on with the party either finding some of their way and running into a new challenge, or failing, and trying to figure out something else that might work. If five successes are reached, the party escapes. If three failures occur before five successes are reached, the challenge is failed, and the party suffers as a result

2:08 PM

---- (So in this case, our objective is the party needing to empty the warehouse goods into their starship as quickly as possible, because the port's garrison of soldiers or some wandering employee will no doubt notice in a matter of several minutes, and you want to not be here when that happens)

(Ok makes sense. So do you give us a prompt to start then?)

The warehouse door winches upwards. The alarms have not sounded, but the patrol is in the area and there is no shortage of civilian employees in the area who might be wandering the halls inside, enjoying a few precious hours of relaxation before sleep and a repeat of the workday. Warehouse shelves stacked from floor to ceiling are filled with shipping containers and based on your tour earlier in the day you know where everything is being kept. There is a small cargo skiff (basically a forklift with a pick up truck bed on the back, amd its grav so it floats) that is currently powered down and resting on the factory floor. One person can fit in the driver's cab. Raylith's earlier hacks seem to be holding, and the floor plates being stepped on do not set off any alarms.

(would it be possible for me to try and hack the cargo skiff's software? the aim would be to take off any safety limiters it might have and basically amp up the power output, so it loads stuff faster and moves around faster, since time is of the essence here. and if it is possible, how difficult might it be?)

(thats not really a thing that you can do with vehicles, and hacks take minutes to execute normally, so we don't have the time even if we could) (edited)

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(So like if someone used pilot as like them being a professional driver to still work efficiently and quickly maybe?)

3:33 PM

(Or use like our fix or program or something to hot wire to work? Or are there keys already in it?)

(someone could use pilot to get the vehicle working , pilot could cover getting it runnning and driving it)

“I think I can get this thing up and running pretty quickly. It seems pretty primitive compared to what I’m used to wiring if you know what I mean.” Elowen winks and nudges Raylith. “Let’s see what happens and get our haul and get the hell out of here.”

(Pilot/dex for Elowen) (edited)

chellyb25

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Elowen Request: [2d6+2] Roll: [6, 3] Result: 11

(Pass, 1 success, 0 failures, pilot has been used) The cargo skiff almost silently powers up, and Elowen steps into the drivers seat, waiting for the others to begin loading.

(I have a couple things I could try for Fearghal but I’m sort of waiting to see if we’re caught or something since he’s got some smooth talking skills. Im going to hold off using my check until after Raylith and Radka go if that’s ok, team)

(is one skiff enough to carry all the cargo we plan to pick in one trip?) (edited)

(it will need several trips. It can onyl hold a few tons at once, but loading and unloading is very fast)

1:15 PM

(there are also grav handles in the ship's locker which would allow each of you to move a crate yourselves, since they make the object they're attached to almsot weightless)

~~(does anyone have better than a fix 0? we could try to jury rig a bunch of the crates into a cargo train that we can try hitching to the skiff, so we need fewer trips)~~ (nvm, i had misunderstood what you said) (edited)

(Can I use Intelligence + Work to "Work Smarter Not Harder" more or less, and streamline my own efforts to get as many boxes into the ship without Exhausting myself?)

(I think that is a solid pitch Radka, go ahead)

St. Lucia

used /roll

Radka Beranek/Lucia Dermott Request: [2d6+1] Roll: [2, 1] Result: 4

(1 success, 1 failure, Pilot and Work have been used) Radka is unable to fashion a better solution for quickly getting boxes onto the truck. Even with the grav handles there are just certain things thast are going to take time. Thus far the patrol has not noticed. Elowen manages to get the first ten tons on board, using both the skiff, and everyone else using grav handles and taking a crate directly.

(Fearghal would use his sense of captain’s authority to ensure his companions that everything is under control, keep them from getting nervous, and keep them calm under pressure. Lead/Cha?)

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(Yeah i think lead/cha makes sense)

iumi of Gudrun

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Iumi | Fearghal | Malachi Request: [2d6+2] Roll: [6, 6] Result: 14

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(Can i try to overload the skiff motors, to try and improve its movement speed?)

(This isn't something we can do with program. Pilot, work. and lead have been used already, so if you can think of another skill that might apply, feel free to make a pitch for it 2 successes and 1 failure so far) (edited)

(is there only one skiff available anywhere in the warehouse or is there another we could find that's slightly damaged we could use fix on to get up and running or something?)

(i was thinking fix actually, not program my bad. so just hotwire the motor, take out any safety regulators on it, that kinda stuff. either that or fix up another skiff and use that, whichever works.) (edited)

(there's only one skiff. and Fix/int will work Raylith)

Raylith Fujiwa

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Raylith Fujiwa Request: [2d6+1] Roll: [3, 3] Result: 7

(is that good enough or should i burn my reroll?

)

(Not sure if it’s a failure or not, but even a failure doesn’t mean the story is bad!)

(no, but it IS bad for raylith's fragile ego xD)

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(We will need your expert re roll )

Raylith Fujiwa

used /roll

Raylith Fujiwa Request: [2d6+1] Roll: [6, 1] Result: 8

(Did i manage to save my ego? Or is it in tatters now?

)

(success, we have 3 successes, 1 failure with Pilot, fix , lead, and work used)

10:47 AM

Raylith, hopping onto the back of the skiff is able to move a few wires around and remove a limiter ,allowing the engine to work more efficiently and be more responseive to Elowen's quick handling. The ship is about half full, and a barking dog from elsewhere inside the facility begins making noise at your intrusion, (edited)

(Oh oh! I just had a ludicrous idea- can i try and use my Know/Int to recall everything i read about organizing boxes and stuff in a home improvement magazine, and try to tetris the most efficient way using that to load and unload the cargo to save time

)

(But if you do it too precisely all of our boxes will vanish!)

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(sure, we can get a know/int)

Raylith Fujiwa

used /roll

Raylith Fujiwa Request: [2d6+1] Roll: [5, 4] Result: 10

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( 4 successes, 1 failure. Pilot, fix. lead, work, and know have been used, We need one more success before we hit two more failures) Raylith, while fixing the engine to work faster while Elowen continues loading crates and making runs from the warehouse to the ship , has better ideas on how to pack the hold. While the weight tolerance of the ship can't exceed the 60 tons you can carry while still allowing it to lift off and escape the atmosphere , there ideas on how to load the bay faster.

(Seeing as that 'Working Smarter' didn't help Radka out, can I just push myself and do Con/Exert?)

(If dogs are after our scent at this point should we try to sneak out without much of a trace? We’ve loaded up quite a bit already)

(Ah, Fair.)

(I’m not sure lol I’m just thinking out loud at this point)

(We could do sneak to cover our tracks as we get out of here. If it’s a success the contest is over and you’ll have escaped with all the cargo)

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(Sounds good. Does is matter who?)

(Should we use the remaining two potions as well? That way all 4 of us can be disguised as guards rather than 2 of us stick out)

(That was just an idea on the sneak check. We need one more skill check of some kind to be a success for the challenge to be over )

(I’m down to try and sneak. We probably should get out)

(Fine with me, if it lowers the DC for us to use our potions I'm down with that too. If that fails I have another idea.)

(lets try it Elowen! using the potions will lower the DC)

(I'll use my potion then)

(What’s my formula?)

(Sneak/dex)

7:02 AM

(So 2 d6, plus sneak level, plus dex modifier If you have one. The difficulty of the check I’ll change on my end since we have the potions. So you don’t need to score as high to pass)

chellyb25

used /roll

Elowen Request: [2d6+1] Roll: [2, 1] Result: 4

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(Even with the DC lowered, we'd need to have beaten a 6 for that one. so we have 4 successes, and 2 failures. (

8:52 AM

There is enough commotion around the facility now as the sounds of the warehouse in operation was noticed first by a nearby barking dog, then other dogs, and then the people that live here. The patrol is making their way down from their garrion building, coming down the thin trail through the woods. They're a short distance away- a few hundred meters at most.

(do we wanna try creating a distraction and make a run for it? or walk like we own the place, and yell at the guards like we're shocked at the appalling service here? or something else?) (edited)

(This might be the perfect time for Fearghal's sweet talking to get us out of a Pickle, honestly.)

(Seen!!! Will write something up in a bit)

"Ye lot get goin'. Get the goods into the cargo hold, and the transport started and ready. I'll make it back in a jiff." the old captain says with a mischievous smile and a glint in his eye. Now vested in the garb of a patrolman, he positions himself to be stood directly in the center of the trail so that the patroleers have no choice but to notice him. His gaze moves to the edge of the treeline, where Mist, ever the faithful companion, stands ready. He winks at her. An onlooker might think the scruffy old hound winks back. As the patrolmen get closer, they would hear a low growl emanate from Mist's throat, then several yips in Fearghal's direction. Lunging out from the darkness, she leaps forward, maw open, and clamps her wolflike teeth down onto Fearghal's backpack. She does her best to pull it out of his grasp, snarling and howling as she does so. Right as the patrolmen are upon them, Fearghal slightly loosens the grip of his fingers, letting the bag slide out of his grasp. Lightning fast, Mist grabs the pack and runs into the woods with it. "Fellas, yer help!" he pleads to the patrol. "That gods-damned mangey cur just nicked me bag! My paycheck were in there, along with me glowbugs so of course I can't see naught now!!! Please, ye have to catch her! She be gettin' away! I'll give ye some of me credits!"

(This feels like a talk/cha )

iumi of Gudrun

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Iumi | Fearghal | Malachi Request: [2d6+3] Roll: [3, 1] Result: 7

4

3

3

(-_-)

(Better than my solid 4

)

(This is a pass, we had the potions so the DC is only a 6)

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8:19 PM

The ship is loaded, and as the guard patrol comes to a halt to debate among themselves for a moment, Elowen parks the now empty skiff. The ramp raises as everyone hurries aboard ,just as the patrol realizes they've been made fools of. Full of cargo, the ship blasts off from the port into space, making full speed toward the system jump point, and safety. Scans of the local system show there is a planetary defense fleet and the cloest of the ships is on an intercept course. It will be a frantic run to the jump point. (Tavgularis has the Planetary Defense Fleet/ Minor holding, so we'll be reaching our climax here as we attempt to outrun an NMC gunboat. )

8:19 PM

(We'll likely move into ship combat after a breif bit of RP )

“Who’s such a good lass? Aye! Mistie be the best lassie in the whole wide world!! Yes she be such a good girl!” Fearghal says in a baby talk voice, scritching Mist under the chin and behind the ears at once. “Well, we got the goods! Great job, team! Now we be needin’ to navigate home safely. Wot can we do to evade fire??”

“I dunno how well it’ll work, but i can try and mask our engine signature, or itherwise change it so its harder for them to track?” (Basically i wanna try and use the comm systems to maybe generate some noise or similar to make it easier for us to loose them)

(there are actual moves when it comes to ship combat. I'll post theose, and will explain how it works in Iron Stars)

8:50 AM

(Ships have five stations - Captain Engineering Bridge Senors Weapons Bridge is basically what they use for pilot. We have four people here, so not every station will have someone at it every round. We should determine now who is sitting where. If you need to change stations, it takes the full turn for you to go from one chair to another and plug in. Ships have a certain number of command points they can use to issue commands. Rookie crews get 1 command point, civilian ships get 3, military ships get 5, and exceptionally well trained crews or elite ships might have 6 or 7. In this example, your ship will start with 5 per turn given the full pc crew, and the enemy ship also has 5 since it is a military vessel.

8:50 AM

(when one of you can, lets get initiative)

(Is this the Selkie we’re on currently?)

(yes)

https://discord.com/channels/345912178072879106/655843107539124224/1012736953927610370

chellyb25

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Elowen Request: [1d8+1] Roll: [6] Result: 7

(The Selkie's initiative is 7)

Nekosmash

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Nekosmash Request: [d8] Roll: [1] Result: 1

(The Vigilant is at a 1, so you are first) The vigilant's crew begins to move into firing position

"Doctor Radka... ye will be needin' t' take over the captain's helm fer me while I aim these guns. Hopefully we can skedaddle, but in case we need t'be shootin', I'm our best shot here." he puts his large, calloused hand on the Taros' slender shoulder. "This ship got me thru hell n' back. I'm trustin' ye with command. Don't let me down, lass."

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(seen! execute when ready comrades)

Raylith Fujiwa

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Raylith Fujiwa Request: [2d6+1 boosting engines] Roll: [6, 4] Result: 11

~~Raylith flicks a couple of buttons, adxjusts a few dials on the fuel intake and then shuts his eyes tight and waits for it to all blow up...~~ (i didnt realise we have to go dept by dept, sry. ignore that roll for now

) (edited)

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Raylith Fujiwa

~~Raylith flicks a couple of buttons, adxjusts a few dials on the fuel intake and then shuts his eyes tight and waits for it to all blow up...~~ (i didnt realise we have to go dept by dept, sry. ignore that roll for now

) (edited)

(I thought you were gonna do coms?)

Nekosmash

(seen! execute when ready comrades)

( @St. Lucia all u! Get us started off great boo!)

iumi of Gudrun

(I thought you were gonna do coms?)

(yeah, i got turned around in my head, got boost engines stuck there for some reason, sry about that xD)

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The competing desires to avoid Spike travel and to escape the fight with the Vigilant build in the Taros Doctor's mind, years of training putting her into Triage mode and she focuses her attention on Supporting the Bridge as much as possible. (Support department- Bridge +2 CP.)

“Alright mates,” Fearghal says as he inspects the gunnery hold and makes sure it’s in ship shape, “Did ye know that whole time I were up there orbitin’ Libertalia, dead in the water, no hope ‘o gettin’ home… the whole ten years we were stuck… never once did Selkie girl take a hit. Oh and they tried….” Fearghal starts animatedly telling a story in the background about how the ship withstood many battles during his decade trapped in space, about pirates and looters and salvagers come to take advantage of the Selkie’s inability to leave or defend itself at the time. “And by divine intervention or summat, never once did she take a shot! So, take a deep breath and let’s get out ‘o here, but dinnae ye stress about us gettin’ hurt!” (Attempting to use Above and Beyond Talk/Cha to instill confidence in the crew) (If that’s a valid check, it’s a 13 rolled vs. 9 for +3CP this round)

(That also passes!)

chellyb25

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Elowen Request: [2d6+2+3] Roll: [5, 3] Result: 13

chellyb25

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Elowen Request: [2d6+2+3] Roll: [4, 2] Result: 11

“Time to put the pedal to the metal and get out of here hopefully in tact!”

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(11 and 13 both beat a 9 ) The engines roar as the Selkie's reactor pumps fuel into the hungry maws of the reaction chambers. Everyone is pushed into their seats, straps biting into shoulders and chests as the acceleration increases. The form of the NMC patrol boat behind you gets smaller and smaller on the bridge displays. (2 points of escape out of the 3 needed to escape the combat)

Raylith Fujiwa

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Raylith Fujiwa Request: [2d6+3 sensor ghost] Roll: [2, 1] Result: 6

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(Is this a new scene? Do i get my expert re roll back?

)

(Yes. New scene , usually the entire mission is one scene but for this mission that is fine )

Raylith Fujiwa

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Raylith Fujiwa Request: [2d6+3 sensor ghost for real this time] Roll: [4, 3] Result: 10

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The COoperative patrol boat is far behind you now, but still at the edge of its weapons range. Its two Charged Particle Casters fire, hoping to disable your ship for boarding. (fire all guns, 3 command points, its CPC's are going to each fire once)

Nekosmash

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Nekosmash Request: [2 d20+2] Rolls: [18] Result: 20 [5] Result: 7

Nekosmash

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Nekosmash Request: [3d6] Roll: [2, 2, 1] Result: 5

(20/5, AP 15, so it ignores 15 points of armor, meaning the Selkie takes all 5 damage. IT is at 25/30) Sparks blow out from a wall panel as the first of the charged particle volley strike home. The second shot is a miss. The gunboat has a firing solution with one of its batteries. (fire one weapon , 2 command points)

Nekosmash

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Nekosmash Request: [d20+2] Roll: [3] Result: 5

(miss, back to the crew of the Selkie)

Anxiety spiking from the hit, Radka continues to support the Bridge. "Let's get the hell out of here!" She states, her voice cracking. She then mutters something about Spike-Travel quietly to herself. (+2 CP) (edited)

( Radka has been through a few spikes now with a crew of friends. Anything we want to say to them to earn that 2 command points ? I feel like we have a chance for some kind of character development here )

“Hey Dr, I just want to say no matter what happens out here you’ve been through a lot in your lifetime and I think I speak for everyone when I say we’re glad we’ve had the pleasure of getting to know you and working alongside you. I know you’re still nervous about spike travel but I’m happy you decided to come with us on this mission. Really shows a lot of character and leadership. You are a person truly for the people and they’ll be ecstatic to see what you’ve done for them when we get back.” Elowen smiles and winks. “Let’s get the hell out of here, captain.”

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(That'll work! Department has been supported, onto the next person)

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(Elowen I say go for the escape again!)

(I’m down! Is it me now??)

(Go for it!)

(same exact roll as before i assume??)

(yup! Pilot/dex or Int + speed) (edited)

chellyb25

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Elowen Request: [2d6+2+3] Roll: [4, 1] Result: 10

(Do I roll twice again also?)

(I believe so since they suppoted department before this , so there's enough command points to do it)

9:59 AM

(we only need to pass once, so may as well burn the points now and hope to escape combat)

chellyb25

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Elowen Request: [2d6+2+3] Roll: [6, 4] Result: 15

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The Selkie's engines burn hotter than they ever have before. Its spike drive is a recent addition in the time since Captain Fearghal was able to refit the ship. Space stretches, and becomes thin as the drive fires, pushing the ship into spike space toward Juroli, and safety. (6xp, 50,000 credits each)

8:02 AM

(we have escaped combat with a hold full of supplies, heading for a grateful Juroli)

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5

(GREAT JOB TEAM!!!)

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(well this was a massie ego boost for raylith. so much that he just went from 9 to 22 hp xD)

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(if you're counting personal goals as part of that 22, run them by me first before taking the xp) (edited)

(Gonna do my level up, if that's okay?)

(Yep! Everyone will note in their own threads now)

St. Lucia

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Radka Beranek/Lucia Dermott Request: [3d6+4] Roll: [6, 4, 3] Result: 17 Reason: HP, please be above 9.

--Level Up!! 3->4--
Old HP: 8
New HP: 17
New Discovery: Grenadier
New Elixirs: Anchoring Draught, Energetic Impermeability.
Skill points gained: 3
Exert 0-> Exert 1 for 2 SP.
Bank 1 SP.

(Looks good to me!)

(Also, has any of my 6 Strain been removed?)

(at the normal rate of 1/day during the trip from tavgularis to juroli)

(it is a 24 day trip ,skirting the rest of NMC territory, but otherwise making a direct trip )

12:09 PM

(so apply downtime accordingly everyone, we'll do a quick interlude at Juroli, and then we can figure out whos doing what from there)

The trip to Juroli is long, almost a month and the supplies you took from the heist are only slightly dipped into to keep yourselves alive over the long journey. Upon reaching the destination system, data beging to flow to the ship and you see your escape from Tavgularis was reported on. They did not mention the CFR, or any kind of wider connection to anything. Juroli has a ship service depot, a new addition from when the Selkie had been in the system last, and things on the ground sound like they are improving, at least a bit.

By the end of the Journey, Radka's almost hermit-like approach to spike travel has largely diminished. Though she remains somewhat more jumpy on a vessel than on land, she now does what she can to help around the ship. As the ship approaches Juroli, she will address everyone... "Hey... Uhm... Thank you. Thank you for helping me save my village, and thank you for... For uhm.... Being accommodating to... My anxieties."

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(Take a re-roll token for the great RP in that previous scene Elowen, I'll explain how those work if you're not sure)

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(Yes please! Am noob. Need all the help)

(We can either rp with radka a bit but either way I think the ship would be heading planet side )

(You tell me where I’m going and I’m in lol)

(I think maybe the settlement sort of down the road from Fearghals farm? thats close to where we found the bunker and generally is where we've been operating out of)

LAnding outside the settlement ,there is a crowd gathering as the landing skids exteand and the ship settles on the ground. Engines vent their heat and keep the ship stable and there is a gentle crunch after the long journey, the ship finally feels the touch of gravity again. Ther crowd waits at the edge of the ramp, waiting for you to emerge to tell them about the journey, what happened to you, and most importantly, if they are going to starve this winter.

"There's an awful lot of people out there..." Radka states with a sight bit of nervousness in her voice.

“They’re all hoping for some good news and some food to get them through these hard times. They’re going to be so excited when we tell them we have both for a period of time.”

(I know Ferg is still getting their head on straigght. Raylth ? You wanna do the honors of addressing the locals? )

Raylith, a bit nervous st first then gathering all his courage before it abandons him, steps out of the ship with a slight skip as he throws open his arms and yells to the gathered crowd, “Greetings Jurolians! And rejoice! Your saviours are here, and we bring food!!! Yeah, you heard me!” And then he starts chanting, trying to get the crowd to join in, “Food for all, food for days!”, hopping up and down like its a band performance with each chant.

The crowd is eager, and begins to almost surge toward the ship as the town watch tries to keep order. Their commandant, a tired looking bedraggled woman in her mid fifties wears armor that starvation has made large on her. "How do you want to handle storage and distribution? " she asks getting close to Raylith so she can be heard above the roar of the crowd. "My men and I are ready to assist so we don't have a mob on our hands"

"Let's clear the crowds here first and get all this food to the warehouse. We need to setup a distribution area, along with strict records of who receives how much food, so if you have any kind of a census or any other records of all residents, i'll need a copy of that. Once the food is in the warehouse, we will start distributing daily rations for the first week, and weekly rations thereafter. We will also need a dye, something that doesnt wash off for atleast 3-4 days. Everyone that receives the first round of rations will have their left index finger marked with this dye to denote that they have received rations, accompanied with a unique serial number we will generate. Thereafter ,they must present this serial number to receive all subsequent ration portions. I shall setup a software that will track the associated logistics. Once the first 2-3 days of rations have been distributed and immediate hunger has been brought under control, let's start a weekly distribution system on a per household basis...", Raylith says and keeps on going on, finally putting his administration skills to use.

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"Going to be hard to do with no computers here. You got another way we might manage all the tracking?" she thinks as the crowd begins slowly being pushed back and encouraged to go home.

No computers?!?!?! How the hell is everyone alive?!?!?!, Raylith screams with his inner voice. “Hmm, looks like we’re going full manual. In that case i need your best clerks and/or accountants, a couple of ledgers and some pens.”, and he launches into setting up the ledgers for the extensive record keeping that’s gonna be needed for such an undertaking. (edited)

Fearghal, finally awaking from his old-man nap on the comfy chair in his quarters on the Selkie, emerges to catch the jist of the conversation. As a local of Juroli, he pipes in with some advice about whom in the government to tap in for assistance in obtaining/managing these records.

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(lead/cha Ferg)

iumi of Gudrun

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Iumi | Fearghal Mac Tír Request: [2d6+2] Roll: [6, 2] Result: 10

There is not an actual elected mayor anymore and no one is holding the position , any kind of central authority quickly collapsed when they realized the government was equally powerless to solve the food crisis. A handful of common sense laws were followed, enforced by the town guard to keep basic law and order, but if there is any chance at restoring leadership here, the people will eagerly follow whoever looks to be actually making things better. Right now, that sort of person or persons looks like those who have recently arrived on the Selkie

“Well shite. Ray, ye know wot? This might be on us T’figure out.”

"Yeah, it sure looks that way. I guess this is as good a time as any to also conduct a basic census of the place. Let's modify our plan a bit. During initial, daily distribution of rations, we shall also begin collecting addresses, number of residents, their age etc. The multiple days of data should allow us to apply validation algorithms as well, from which i can make a deterministic model that can help predict further organisational requirements for scaling fair and equal distribution with a reliable supply chain that can, once this crises is over, be pivoted towards boosting local trade and economy." (edited)

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(I don't tihnk iC anyones gonna have an issue, most of that coming from them not knowing what you said haha, but that's a good idea. If you want others to collect data while you take the Baron's goods to him we can. There's also some other settlements that could do with being conacted here) (edited)

"I see... well, I can get started with my hometown and expand from there? I might have a headstart just from being the doctor there for so long and having some records to already pull from."

“That would be a big help! Any piece of official records we can get our hands on will make this faster”, and with that he segues into the finer points of quantum machine learning and self propagating neural networks. (Yeah, i’ll probably setup some initial software to collect and sort the data and during my downtime in the visit to the baron pribably work on a more advanced, self sufficiently and extensive software implementation for this, with the aim being to make it plug and play, so any settlement can just pick it up and start using it, connecting all such settlements with their own private net, but that’s the ling term goal i guess with this

)

(yeah that would be a very very long term goal if its being taken off world since each world has different data protocols. If its just for this planet its easier to accomplish ) (edited)

(Hmmm…in that case, can i make my personal ultimate goal is to establish a super secure, super secret pan galactic pirate network, with this as the starting seed? Or something similar, specifics can ofc change and be adjusted. Like, this would be my life goal for now i guess. Sounds like the kinda challenge raylith would enjoy

)

(for sure, I think thats a great life goal)

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The things Raylith are describing are well outside of what Juroli would have been able to muster for itself even in pre-scream days. With the collapse of the entire galaxy's industrial base to the point where even food and basic medicine are hard to come by, his ramblings may be the work of future generations. Peacekeepers are beginning to push the crowds back, encouraging those in earshot to go home for the afternoon, and to come to the storage area tonight for their first ration distribution. It takes time for this message to permiate through the crowd.

"So about the village I'm from... Uh... Could I perhaps get a ride... There's a lot of large Cats that are quite unhappy with me along the way..." The alchemist states nervously.

(The ships automated crew can drop you home if you want to do your own thing. We can pivot to another thread or I can make a group one for those who want to keep working out the food situation

(I figured that Radka's village was apart of the Food situatiuon)

(It is. I’m just trying to figure out who’s going where to do what )

(I’ll stay just long enough to get the required SOPs and software setup with full instructions fro grain distribution, then I’ll be off to meet the baron) (edited)

(I’m down for whatever Nick tells me lol eventually I want to find a henchman so where ever I can accomplish that I would love to go)

(well maybe diverting to Gudrun to meet the baron and get some computing equipment is the best move then Raylith, since the issue is this place has none, so waiting is just going to turn to more waiting)

10:37 AM

(Elowen, we can go into your thread and try to find a henchman in town here, if there is a particular skill or type of henchman you want let me know so i know how to stat them out )0

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(sounds good to me!)

(radka we can assume you get flown back to your village if you want to poke around and get some distribution organized there , or we can move on into something different. Let me know)

(Sounds good!) Once back at her own village, Radka will begin following the outline Raylith displayed to her, hoping to imitate the offworlder to organize food distribution so nobody goes hungry, and enlisting the foresters she helped cure to assist her.

(What did you envison them doing to help?)

(I was thinking a mix of more bodies, and also like, helping to move things as Radka isn't exactly a fit lass.)

With Raylith having left some instructions for what they think is the best distribution for maxiumum survival of both settlements, Radka is dropped at the trapping camp first , with the supplies. Th e loggers and huntsmen begin to gather, waiting to hear what you have returned with, and to see why you have returned.

The Alchemist begins in earnest "We have received a decent amount of Food, enough to Carry us until Our Crops can kick in and sustain us afterwords, but we have to Ration it appropriately. I need help with ensuring that the Rationing goes smoothly, and to move the stores about to make sure everyone has what they need... I was hoping that I could get volunteers here..."

If the trappers will be permitted to settle in the village so they have easier access to aid they will be willing to help.

8:17 AM

Currently their lifestyle involves moving around quite a bit, and in order to ensure they will be able to withstand the coming lean times they want to ensure they will have a home, even if temporary.

"We can absolutely do that! I'll advocate for you, and my hometown has a great deal of respect for me, I think." Radka says, nodding to their requests. "That'll even make it easier to distribute food to you, as well!"

The loggers are not going to break down their camp yet, as the villagers could still say no, but a few of them agree to escort you through the woods so you can make the introduction and to see how things go.

Understanding completely, Radka will trekk with the escort group back to her village. Hoping they'll listen to her and give the loggers a residence until the food crisis is solved.

(how would you want to approach the village/ get their attention? )

Not really an expert on Social situations by any stretch of hte Imagination, The Taros Alchemist will head to the house of the first person she cured... reasoning he and his family may be the most willing to help with such things. She will knock on the door and wait patiently.

They answer the door after about ten seconds of waiting and they seem happy to see you. They're a bit unnerved by the muscle you've brought with you ,and want to know what is going on, suddenly unsure what to make of the situation.

"Uh... hiya! I need someone to help gather the town for an announcement. I'm not really well versed in that sort of thing, so I was wondering if you could help?" Radka asks, sheepishly.

"Announcement?" the man at the door asks "About what? need to know what I'm saying if you want me to say it"

"We've... secured food and plan to ration it out so we can all survive the winter."

"You have? For you, or for you and us? Or what. Come on, out with it. I need to know what you need me to do"

"For everyone. Including the woodsmen behind me, they helped me get to another town and find allies and want to move into our town to weather the shortage. But the food is for everyone."

"Wow, okay, how did you do that? where is the food? When is it coming? " they ask ,trying to figure out what it is they're supposed to be telling the other townsfolk when the meeting is called

"The food is in the next town over, uhm...The CFR helped us get it. And it'll be here as soon as I let them know we are ready." She states, thinking for a bit on how the food was acquired.

The family you’ve spoken with decide to trust you at your word and head to the town square. They will ring the assembly bell there to gather the people and will pass along the message that help is coming. The only thing they express in return is to keep your promise , because if you go back on your word it won’t just be you who is shunned from the community

She will radio in an update to the crew still with the ship and the food, and letting the woodsmen know that it should be on it's way.

(did you want to do anything involving the speech or are you just ging to have the other NPCs handle it? ) (edited)

(I think Radka's focus is going to be on organizing things and whatnot. While I'm sure she has a lot of respect in the community, she's not exactly a Speech giving kinda gal. And she's already been on a pretty taxing adventure lol.)

(Okay. Not sure what to really do from here since all the mission worthy stuff has already been handled or is being done by others. )

(That's fine, I did feel like I should Sunset Radka soon, as my spoons are low and 'tis the season where I typically feel most bleh.) (edited)

Level Up~
Old HP: 17
Roll:   14
New HP: 18
New Elixirs: Blood of Boiling Rage, Persistent Luminescence.
New Foci:    Henchkeeper. 
Skill points gained:  3
Banked Skill points:  1
Work 0 -> Work 1 for 2 sp. Survive 0 -> Survive 1 for 2 sp. 0 Sp remaining.

(And I'm going to go ahead and Temporarily Retire/Sunset Radka for now, though would be happy to Roleplay her if anyone visits her or needs her for something.) (edited)

(Your character level is not high enough to take know magic 3. Must be level 6 before you can take skill level 3. And don't forget you get a focus at L5)

(Ah, sorry. I'll fix it when I wake up tomorrow, if that's okay. I need to think on it.)

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(no rush)

(And fixed)