Roll 39Name: Russano Neskratt
Race: Aldros II, Unknown Origin
Abilities: (Active)
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Breeze of Life -
Flash Portal -
Lightning Bolt -
Twisted Transistor - -
Spell Flux [1/2] -
Universal Clock II -
I Like These Odds (Toggle)Traits: -
Diplomat -
Ironmind -
Warlock -
PsiboundInventory: x
Torque x
Ceremonial Battle Robe +
Old Century Royal Guard Suit -
Black Clothing +
Bandages (clothing) (8/8) -
Holo-President -
Lesser Warp Crystal +
Corsair Rapier +
NightfallConditions:Miniquests:New Power: Cleanse all debuffs (1/5 successful casts)
Name: Kenjaro
Race: Cyrian
Abilities: -
Cellular Regeneration -
Martial TranceTraits: -
Bloodlust -
Martial Focus -
Rifles are for CowardsInventory: -
Ultrasonic Axe +
Nanosteel Combat Armor - 1x Shotgun Magazine
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"Naginata" Heavy Rifle (100/101) - 2x 100-Round 11mm Rifle Magazine
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"Devourer" Rock Drill x
Damaged Nametag + Commander's Radio
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Commander's Nanosteel DaggerConditions:Miniquests:None
Name: Davis Theul
Race: Edgeworlds, Sirian Father
Abilities: -
Telepathy [0/3] - -
Interference Wave[/color]
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Mind Swap - -
Tagging (Passive)Traits: -
Military Training -
Electrician -
Tactician -
Never Bring a Knife to a GunfightInventory: +
Marktan Combat Armor -
TR4 Assault Rifle (30/30) (Plasma Rounds) (3x Plasma Spray Loaded) -
2x 30 Round Plasma Cartidge Magazine -
1x 20 Round Plasma Spray Cartidge Magazine -
R341 Rocket Gun (2/2) -
Handyman's Tools -
S1200 (15/15) -
2x Pistol Magazine - Cryogenics Bay Keys
Miniquests:Experience Trait: Directed Energy Weapons (1/5 4+ rolls or practice turns)
Experience Trait: Chemistry (1/3 4+ rolls or practice turns)
Name: Ryan
Race: Unknown
Abilities: -
Pyrokinesis [0/3] -
Technopathy [0/3] -
Healing -
BurnoutTraits: -
Backtrack -
Perception -
Instant Reflexes -
Lack of Common Sense -
AmnesiaInventory: +
Old Century Royal Guard Suit +
Modern ClothesConditions:Miniquests:Discover Power: Ra---o--
Name: Dominic Zoshan
Race: Ross/Polarian
Abilities (Human Form): -
Geokinesis [1/3] - -
Discipline of FormTraits (Human Form): -
Gentleman (1 Gentleman Points) -
Duelist -
PoliteAbilities (Myslef Form): -
Metallokinesis [0/3] --
Seismic Slam --
Bladestorm -
Entropy LeechTraits (Myslef Form): -
Epicenter of Rage (0 Fury)Inventory: +
Gunberd - 20x Gunberd Round
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Armored Trenchcoat and Top Hat -
Repair Kit - 3x Large Paper Cup
-- Popcorn
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=Granite Dagger= - Cryogenics Bay Keys
Conditions:Miniquests:None
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Dominic Zoshan
Kenjaro
HEN, AKA Dominic Zoshan"Gladly."As Kenjaro arms himself, Dominic unfolds his messenger and sends out a message to his party's private channel.
To Ryan, Davis Theul, Russano Neskratt:
I picked up a guy who wants to escape. He seems skilled at combat. Will talk back after rescuing his friend.
Zoshan
Unholy_Pariah, AKA Kenjaro"Excellent..." Kenjaro replies, trying to figure out a course of action. The rest of the workers were in the training room, which was where equipment was stored and the hallway to the worker's quarters was. They would probably be recalled back to their quarters after being briefed on lockdown procedures, while a squad of troops searched the mines for signs of intrusion. Knowing Codo, he might still be in his cave* down in the mines.
*place where Codo smuggles equipment and items he can find. It's blocked by a fairly secure slab of rock and is located in a mining tunnel which is no longer being expanded for structural reasons.
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Ryan
Davis Theul
Russano Neskratt
Overseer Wallace
Maxinum McDreich, AKA Davis Theul[6] Davis delves deeper into his target's memories, analyzing them at the source and attempting to figure out whose mind he was reading before his focus expired. He ends up being able to perceive what his host is perceiving, in perfect clarity.
Note: You are possessing this person. This is written from the perspective of the host's body.
You are: Lieutenant Arthur Wescott of the Van Buren Private Security Fleet
Your orders:
-Refuel all ships under your command at Phoenix Star station
-Report back with all relevant information regarding the security of the station
Your interests:
-Get promoted to the rank of naval Commander
-Smuggle your captured uncle off of Phoenix Star station
*You are walking through a circular sliding door, into a hallway. To the right is a military planning room. To the left is the barracks/armory. Behind you are the interrogation rooms and brig.*
You begin to say, "I need Commander MacConnel on radio, quickly."
*You suddenly stop walking, lose control of your motion, and drift sideways onto the wall. You can still see (although you can't blink) and hear footsteps and movement in the surrounding rooms. Nobody sees you yet.*
superBlast, AKA RyanDavis seems to slump over against the table, his head tilted downwards. He is still breathing.
[5] Ryan does the same, trying to look like he is reading. His armor hides his expressions, so he is free to look around and break into the room's electronics based on whatever he could see on the walls and ceiling.
Starting with a little piece of exposed wiring on an outlet mounted to the wall at floor-level, he gains an awareness of the room's entire network of devices connected to the room's power sources. To test out whether or not he could control it this time, he made the lights flicker momentarily. The overseer looked up at the lamp overhead, but otherwise continued watching Russano closely as he read the papers the overseer had given him.
The turrets might be more difficult to control since they had an electronic killswitch like the one the overseer had on his remote. Ryan hesitated before testing his control of them.
Ryan also noticed that there was another retracting panel on the side of the room opposite to the entrance. The panel itself was hardly visible, but now that he was aware of its existence Ryan noticed the seam and figured that a human could fit through, if it were open. There were no electronics directly behind that particular panel.
Caellath, AKA Russano NeskrattThe papers give a summary of the companies involved and the colony's plans. The ship is leaving for the world of Winfield in the Centauri frontier. The escort consists of two frigates under the command of a mercenary group called the Ardari. As for the ship itself, it's quite small and is only transporting about 15000 people--trained professionals, most likely. That would explain why the overseer has his sights on such a tiny vessel. Anyway, Russano was sure that the actual leader of the Bloodhound Clan would be more than delighted to take up the offer.
Wallace sits down on the opposite end of the table. He starts pouring out a glass of Helmet Wine for himself.
"You sir?" he offers, lifting the bottle off of the table one more time.