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[Unholy_Pariah]

Bring my desire to purchase a harvesting drone to captains attention via the use of a note left in his chair.

Store power armor and everything but my axe in my quarters and go look for a bar.

((Gonna bow to democracy on all things using ship upgrade points, but in such a way that it doesnt hold up the game waiting for people.))

[HighEndNoob]

Wait, these potatoes create showers of coins... "Gentlemen, I have invented free money!"

Attempt to replicate the goldtatoes into different shades of gold, and sell off some of the gold for SU's.

[Caellath]

Bring my desire to purchase a harvesting drone to captains attention via the use of a note left in his chair.

Russano checks the note and thinks about the proposal. Although he hasn't considered it before, a harvesting drone would not be a bad idea - and he'd love to have some new dice made of rare/rare to harvest materials. He contacts Kenjaro. "I will contact the seller... I am nearly sure they may be willing to part with the drone after a better deal is struck." The diplomat is aware he can probably convince them to cut their profit margin in order to sell the goods. Most businessmen aren't stupid, and their desire to sell their wares can be enticed with the right words.

Contact the port that's selling the drone and haggle for a better price/conditions. (+1 Persuasion)

[_DivideByZero_]

Roll 119

Bring my desire to purchase a harvesting drone to captains attention via the use of a note left in his chair.

Store power armor and everything but my axe in my quarters and go look for a bar.

((Gonna bow to democracy on all things using ship upgrade points, but in such a way that it doesnt hold up the game waiting for people.))

[6] The port's bar consists of three circular platforms merged together at the center, which is where the bar counter is. Each of the three platforms is circled by a high glass rail to prevent people falling off into the hull of the station below. The platforms each have about four to five tables with two to three chairs each. It's mostly full, although there is one chair at a far end of the establishment.

You approach the counter. A short, stout individual of an unidentifiable genetic makeup greets you.

"Welcome to McConnel's Three-Leaf Inn! What'll it be, local, Ross, or Centauri? Both?"

Wait, these potatoes create showers of coins... "Gentlemen, I have invented free money!"

Attempt to replicate the goldtatoes into different shades of gold, and sell off some of the gold for SU's.

The tater splits into [1] more potato. You sense that this one has a bit of... explosive power.

Dark Gold Potato

This might not be the best thing to sell to someone you have strong feelings toward.

Bring my desire to purchase a harvesting drone to captains attention via the use of a note left in his chair.

Russano checks the note and thinks about the proposal. Although he hasn't considered it before, a harvesting drone would not be a bad idea - and he'd love to have some new dice made of rare/rare to harvest materials. He contacts Kenjaro. "I will contact the seller... I am nearly sure they may be willing to part with the drone after a better deal is struck." The diplomat is aware he can probably convince them to cut their profit margin in order to sell the goods. Most businessmen aren't stupid, and their desire to sell their wares can be enticed with the right words.

Contact the port that's selling the drone and haggle for a better price/conditions. (+1 Persuasion)

You walk the hangars, looking for the dealer mentioned on the advertisement. Around you are dozens of shuttle pilots standing near their ships, either awaiting repairs, instructions from their superiors, or opportunities in the system. A freelancer's life is hard, as pirates are packing a lot more punch these days. With advanced weaponry leaking out of House vaults like candy, it is easy to acquire high-powered weaponry if you look in the right places. Keeping good relations with both illegal arms dealers and lawfully owned stations remains a difficult task requiring luck and a great deal of persuasion. Or help from someone with a lot of power.

[5+1 -> 5] You come across a spider-like spacecraft with an array of ringed tubes dominating the entire front half. Plasma runs through these tubes, which induces a magnetic field used to form the collection scoop. The craft glides through the atmosphere running on nuclear thermal drives usually, since there is an abundance of propellant already present in the atmosphere of a giant planet.

This is the one for sale, it seems, as you spot the merchant leaning on a bench next to a pair of Printfeed crates. Printfeed is the generic supply used by most 3d printing setups on spacegoing vessels. Rather than carrying replacement parts, the needed items are printed on-site, although a printer cannot substitute for the more sophisticated manufacturing processes required to produce weaponry.

You greet the merchant, who responds in kind.

"Greetings Warlock! You want to buy this here drone, eh? I've always admired you guys, so I'll be honest with you here. I got the drone from an abandoned container I found in a decaying orbit over Ra. I'm not sure if it works or not, but I don't see any reason why it wouldn't. Anyway, for the same tonnage a drone like this'll cost ya around... I dunno, 300K in Ack? I'll cut the price in half for you guys, I pretty much got it for free."

Current Drone Price: 10 SUP

It's worth noting that the tarriffs on this station are quite high. The government on Aton has run into recent financial troubles, and their only bet is to raise tarriffs on their biggest port in the hopes that it won't spawn a black market on some random planetoid in Ra's orbit.


The spectacle between the Liberation and Floating Tiger continues. The Floating Tiger has situated itself in orbit of Polyphemus, while the Liberation left port a while ago and is about to arrive there too. Polyphemus, with its massive gravity well, is where most of the wormholes to the next system are located. You'll have to go there too, if you want to progress.

HMS Floating Tiger, please state if your intentions concern Ross-Centauri traffic.
Negative.
We are detecting a signature close to yours. Are you performing a search?
Negative.
May we board the vessel.
Negative. Do not approach or we will open fire.
Hostility noted. We will avoid that orbit. Shifting to retrograde trajectory.

Port Dione, Dione Orbit, Planet Ra

Note: Weapon classes are a cap on the class of the weapon able to be equipped in that slot. A class 2 mount can use a class 1 weapon, for example.

Equipment Available:
Ray Cannon (class 1) - A ship-scale particle beam suitable for mounting on turret hardpoints. These pack more punch than your vanilla coilguns against starships, but are less suitable for point defense roles. They also irradiate the enemy crew due to Bremsstrahlung effects.
Swarm Missiles (class 2) - A versatile weapon, capable of performing both point-defense and anti-ship roles, excelling at both. They can only be used once per engagement, however, unless reloaded (which comes with its own risks).

Commodity Supply/Demand: ((This is cargo, which you can buy or supply. Its pricing will depend on how well you can negotiate.))
In Supply:
Iron Ore
Terraforming Gases
Industrial Chemicals
Electronic Components

In Demand:
Carbon Polymers
Personal Weaponry
Seafood Products
Meat Products


Ship Upgrade Points: 89
Equipment Stored:
Heavy Railgun (class 5)
Equipment Mounted:
Weapons
Class 1 Turret - Aldrosian Light Coilgun (class 1)
Class 1 Turret - Aldrosian Light Coilgun (class 1)
Class 1 Turret - Aldrosian Light Coilgun (class 1)
Class 1 Turret - Aldrosian Light Coilgun (class 1)
Class 2 Turret - Aldrosian Heavy Coilgun (class 2)
Class 2 Turret - Aldrosian Heavy Coilgun (class 2)
Class 2 Turret - Aldrosian Heavy Coilgun (class 2)
Class 5 Spinal Mount - Distortion Projector (Class 5) (Replacing a ship's main weapon, this device creates a cone-shaped spatial distortion that makes outgoing projectiles faster, while effectively nullifying incoming fire)
Defense
Armor Slot - Steel Plating (1/6th roll to absorb incoming fire without damage)
Armor Slot - Steel Plating (1/6th roll to absorb incoming fire without damage)
Armor Slot - Steel Plating (1/6th roll to absorb incoming fire without damage)
Shield: Plasma Net (Stops radiation)

Spoiler: Notes on weapon and armor stats (click to show/hide)

When combat occurs, both attacker and defender roll a dice.
If the attacker rolls higher than the defender, the difference between the rolls determines the amount of damage dealt in terms of injuries. Higher values are better, but even a roll of 4 vs 3 (example) will result in some damage.
If the defender rolls higher than the attacker, the defender might deal a counterattack if he/she is capable and rolls well enough, using the difference as a d6 result.

CHARISMA: Increases all social actions by +1 while equipped. Each point stacks with other sources of charisma.
DEFENSE: Increases your own defense roll when you are hit with an enemy weapon, mitigating your own injuries. Defense does not stack and only your highest defense value will be taken into account.
Deflect Chance: 1 in 6th chance that a light attack (bullets, sword slashes, glancing hits from an axe, punches, sweeping beam, etc) will simply be ignored. Stacks linearly, so 6 deflect chance means that you are immune to conventional attacks.
Parry Chance: Same as deflect chance, but it's a second calculation. If you have two one-handed weapons, both will stack linearly with each other.
DMG: Damage type. Some armors defend against different types better than others.
CRIT: The kind of injury this weapon will do if you roll a base 5, regardless of enemy defense.
CLUMSINESS: When carried, decreases social actions and actions requiring precision, such as long distance weaponry use. Stacks linearly with different items.
STRENGH: Adds to strength-related actions such as moving heavy objects or punching people. Stacks linearly.
WEIGHT: These items incur a -1 penalty per point of weight when used unless your equipped strength is greater than the item's weight.

Character Sheets Here

[Unholy_Pariah]

"I will try some of the local brew for now." replies kenjaro.

Take my booze and go sit down, make no attempt to avoid any limbs that are hanging too far into my path.

[HighEndNoob]

"Hmm, well this isn't what I had in mind."

Try to color-shift the potato into something less dangerous.

[Caellath]

"Excellent, I am acquiring it. Anything else that might be of interest and also a good deal for someone like me? I am certain that a discount could be arranged if you happen to have more convenient salvage and I purchase several items."

Inquire about possible other good deals.

[_DivideByZero_]

Mini rolls ahoy!

"Excellent, I am acquiring it. Anything else that might be of interest and also a good deal for someone like me? I am certain that a discount could be arranged if you happen to have more convenient salvage and I purchase several items."

Inquire about possible other good deals.

[5+1] The merchant seems ecstatic, almost embarrassingly so. He informs you that he will be running an auction later today for all kinds of space junk and items he's found throughout his latest scrounge.

The man is a scavenger, but the profession is not even looked down upon in these parts of the sector. They perform a necessary duty.

These auctions should be a great way to find spare parts for your ship in case you take some damage. Plus there's almost always some sort of exotic goods, experimental device, or interesting flight records to be found.



Although the same merchant is not offering any other deals just yet, he does show you where auctions are held. A large auditorium suspended over meters of glass, granting a serene vista of the rocky world below as well as the gas giant in the distance. It consists of a rough-half circle with four main "wings" separated by stairwells and gaps in the floor protected by guardrails. Each wing is staggered over ten elevations or so, having tables, seats, and outlets scattered across.


Just minutes ago, a seller announced he is selling a Centauri flight computer, recovered from a derelict vessel. The competition is rather intense for such an item, considering the lack of details. These kinds of devices are usually locked down tightly, often watched over by a dedicated machine intelligence which identifies security exploits and blocks access in real time. Oftentimes a flight computer is the only surviving piece of a ship after it goes defunct, having a dedicated high-tolerance battery inside so that security measures never go offline.

Competition over the item is fierce, as strange people from across the sector are constantly setting the bid far above what you can afford to spend on such an item. The item will probably be auctioned off at an even higher price, most likely, as few are able to crack the security on it.

Spoiler: Some of the competitors (click to show/hide)

High-class individuals will gladly introduce themselves, along with the usual embellished tales of their travels.

• A woman in a dense sky-blue robe, made of some material not quite like fur, but not like any sort of fabric you know. Most likely harvested from some alien species. She introduces herself as Markaa Velemont of the Beyesh Clan. A pure-blood Aroth clan official, she is one of the most highly revered figures in her clan, travelling far and wide in search of profits. Beyesh is one of the so-called merchant clans, registered as an interplanetary corporation to the Ross, Centauri, and Cyrian bureaucracies. They compete with other Aroth clans in the production of cutting-edge products such as high-end supercomputers, fullerene fabrication methods, exotic metamaterials, and high-energy magnetics. She aims to bring the computer home in order to utilize one of the Clan's supercomputers to break the security. A Clan loves to be in possession of high-value, confidential information.
• Alsasz Walker, an agent of Phoenix Engineering. A Polarian corporation that warrants polity status more than anything else near Polaris, PXE frequently sends out scouts to keep tabs on the rest of the sector, suffering from lightlag and communication delays due to their relatively remote location in human space. like the Beyesh clan, they have access to supercomputers that can crack most encryption in a heartbeat.
• Henry Farnsworth, a Centauri cruiser captain on a routine patrol. Unlike the others, he seems less enthusiastic about the item, and rather upset that he has to pay for it out of pocket, at least until he gets reimbursed for it. When you question him, he informs you that the Centauri cannot, in-fact, just confiscate the computer because of a Ross-Centauri border treaty which fixed only certain goods as contraband and prevents Ross and Centauri patrols from confiscating anything not in the pre-approved list. The list includes various kinds of recreational drugs, alien organisms, trafficked humans, and warp crystals exceeding one per ship.

Speaking of which, you did bring a warp crystal along with you, right? Better not show that to any Centauri, just to be safe.

• Ignatio Markovich, a banker and economist that was once appointed as adviser to the current Ross president (he was also fired shortly after, as you can gleam from his story...). He makes a living as an escrow agent and, like the others, has access to a computer that he uses for relativistic economics and simulation. Buying stocks from across the sector is pretty tough when lightlag is involved!

"Hmm, well this isn't what I had in mind."

Try to color-shift the potato into something less dangerous.

[4] You successfully rob the potato of all its color, causing its surface to flake off into tiny, glowing specks which radiate away after a few seconds, all but disappearing. The potato is now a steely gray, fully inert and... very heavy.

Learned Discipline of Saturation I

"I will try some of the local brew for now." replies kenjaro.

Take my booze and go sit down, make no attempt to avoid any limbs that are hanging too far into my path.

[6] You return to your table, on a strategic trajectory such that you lightly bump your torso into into one fellow in particular who appears drunk enough to get something started. However, things don't go as planned, as you discover when you feel your axe activating its cutting feature. You look down at the stranger, who immediately recoils from the wound on his forearm and looks up at you. Then, he screams at you, and your surroundings fade into a blur.

Suddenly, you find yourself flying across the chamber and into the glass wall of the bar. The impact shatters your spine, which would be a serious problem, but the burst of adrenaline kicks in and triggers your healing, causing the injury to fade away almost instantly as you try to figure out what just happened.


The bar, as discussed earlier, is suspended inside a large cavity bounded halfway  by a part of the station's hull (which also features a walkway leading to the rest of the station) and a glass half-dome made up of meters-thick triangles of transparent glassy meta-materials. The fact that you are peering out over the abyss is not an issue, as there's no way it will be breaking any time soon. You manage to stop yourself from sliding further down toward the apex of the bubble at the bottom-most point, but you are underneath the bar's floor level. The whole chamber is roughly 50 meters in diameter, and the bar is suspended 20 meters down and clears the edges of the chamber by about three meters. You are currently located about eight meters down below the edge of the bar, which you cannot jump normally even with the below-average station gravity of 7.5 m/sē, especially since you are on a slope with your back to the wall and your feet resting on a seam between the triangular sections of dome.

There is a ladder on the side opposite to you, as that half of the chamber is a flat metallic wall that belongs to the rest of the station. It leads up to the side of the walkway.

However, the individual that blasted you across the bar is currently heading down the walkway and approaching the top of the ladder.


Entered martial trance!


Hours ago (thanks to light lag, nothing is really certain these days), it seems that the Ross vessel Liberation was fired upon. Your ship receives the information just now, along with the following radio conversation.

Unidentified attacker, cease firing or we shallretaliate.
This vessel is under our protection. We have marines aboard. Do not open fire.
The vessel poses a threat to Ross assets and lives. We will open fire if we are attacked again. Mobilizing repair crews.
The vessel's compromised. Control has not been established.

*Some silence*

HMS Floating Tiger, you have been found in violation of Centauri-Ross border treaty 351a. Withholding information about a serious threat is punishable by fine and confiscation of your vessel. You are to power down your weapons and be escorted to planet Jet where a military tribunal will determine future outcomes.
Our mission's confidentiality supersedes the terms of the border treaty. You are advised to make your jump and leave the orbit.
We will not risk future threats to our vessel. Targeting unmarked vessel. Prioritizing weapon emplacements.
If your tactics harm our marines, you and your crew will not see the light of another star. This is the last warning.

[Unholy_Pariah]

Kenjaro heads over toward the base of the ladder and waits for the man to come down.

Should the man not come down kenjaro climbs up toward him.

[_DivideByZero_]

Kenjaro heads over toward the base of the ladder and waits for the man to come down.

Should the man not come down kenjaro climbs up toward him.

<4: He comes down
>3: He stays.

[5] The man stays up there, taunting you and insulting your ancestors.

"You make shame out of your people!"

[Caellath]

Check the next items to be auctioned.

[Unholy_Pariah]

"Come down here and prove it you cowardly braggart. replies kenjaro.

wait for him to climb down, if he doesnt tgen climb up and try to either get up over the edge or grab a limb he attacks me with and throw him off the edge.

[Caellath]

((Ker-poke, people.))

[_DivideByZero_]

((Had a bit of a rough week, school-wise, hence the inactivity.))

[HighEndNoob]

((Right, this! Sorry!))

Safely break the rare potato's and sell them for SUP's, then search for a gunsmith or enchanter.