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[Praefectus Screptum]

Just remain near the bore with his rifle ready just in case whatever is causing trouble inside comes out.
"Can anyone explain what is going on there? Do we have an intruder?"

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Garos Ellon
Description: Garos is a 4 feet moth-creature, with a black fur coating his body, the only different colors standing out on his form are located on his wings; blue circular marks that do give him two "eyes" on the back. Aside from the mask his kind naturally wears, he is also wearing a worn kettle helmet, which while doesn't provide the protection it normally should due to its current condition works like his lucky charm. The mask Garos wears is somewhat plain looking, all black aside from some blue marks along the "cheeks" and a crudely drawn star on the forehead area.
Goal: He is just hoping to gather himself a fortune and hopefully some fame too, just in case the hiring-and-shooting business becomes a necessity.
 
Stats
Str: 8
Dex: 14
Spe: 12
End: 8
Awa: 8
Cun: 13
Kno: 13
Ner: 10

Level up: +STR, +SPD, +END, +AWA
Skills
Level up: +1 point to use(not using for now)
Rifle: 2
Stealth: 2
Acrobatics: 2
Heavy Armor: 1

Inventory
(40)Ethral Rifle [7/7]
Silk Cloak
Crystal key golem

[Egan_BW]

"You... intend to burn it? That's inadvisable. Less risk to just shoot it in the vitals and close the door.
Letting bore fuel loose on the deck and igniting it is nearly more dangerous than the dive itself. Flooding the interior while we are present would be... considerably more so."

[Ozarck]

AsHul requests information regarding how to join the Travelers' Guild,
(Edit: he'll also examine the contract carefully and ask for clarification regarding "hazards" and other pertinent information like appearance of the relic, known info concerning the origin of the ruins - what they used to be, who probably used them, etc)
thanks the member for their time,
and then heads to a mechanical brain shop to get information on his brass ball (I assume the Bore manufacturers would be the best starting place for this).
Edit: If he meets Ti's character there and she communicates with him, he'll talk with her.

Spoiler: Not so much a character, but a mistake (click to show/hide)

Name: AsHul
Description:Former human. Awful, ugly, indifferent
Goal:To find God
 
Stats
Str:10  Dex:9  Spe:9  End:11  Awa:12  Cun:11  Kno:11  Ner:16 (currently at -1)

Skills
Diving: 3
Animal Handling: 2
Survival: 1
(one skill point from level-up unspent)

Inventory
Relic Fragment
Black Book (copy)
1 Silent Night - calming. gives advantage on diving rolls
3 Worm Blood - steadies nerves (restores to max)
2 Occult Junks
3 Fathoms (One magnetically welded to the wall of his room in the Bore, one "shiny," one standard)
One Brass sphere with clockwork innards (From Balaram)
Book of sheet music (from Balaram) [stack of about 100 pages bound by three brass rings along the top of the sheets]
his former bomb collar -made of something like demagnetized neodymium.

Notes: Empyrean: Deep Walker Leon is a church official who can place characters in positions within the church. Contact referred by the church squad who killed our captors.
Anvil: Local parish: currently looking for 8 to do a communal vision with a minor relic to extract the relic core.
Travellers' Guild: group that is main source of relics for local parish. Business is usually done exclusively with guild members.
Righteous Fury: radio station, but has positive relationship with the church.

[IronyOwl]

Auft takes her time sizing up her options. This was an important decision.

"How do you feel about being just another piece of meat?" she cheerfully asks the group.

Prod possible slaves for reactions.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Auft Kindheart
Description: Standing 3'10", with even fluffier than usual snow-white fur, this Ethral radiates adorable innocence even by the standards of her kind. Her porcelain-white mask is a circular shape carved into slices, each bearing a smiling face with eyes and mouths arched in joy, and adorned with pink blush marks. Her cloak is similarly pure white and a little too large for her, adding to her cute and defenseless appearance.
Goal: To amass and improve loyal pets and slaves.
 
Stats
Str:  8
Dex:  13
Spe:  10
End:  8
Awa:  8
Cun:  16
Kno:  13
Ner:  10

Skills
+1 Medical
+1 Translate
+1 Acrobatics
+1 Persuasion
+1 Stealth
+1 Animal Handling
+1 Archeology
+1 Biological
+1 Chemical
+1 Occult
[1 Skill Point]

Inventory
2 Fathoms
Ethral Rifle [7/7]
Doctor's Bag
Dodecahedron Spider-Thing: Fist-sized dodecahedron body, long unjointed legs that move in very slow cascades. Ceased moving upon being picked up. Can be trained in simple commands via clear hand signals, bops, and repetition.
2 quarter-inch cubes of impossibly heavy black stuff: Estimated 50 lbs weight total
Weregild IOU because the stonepope is nice

[Pancaek]

moar actions, because I'm an impatient moistboi:

1. Thank the Chthonic GOD that I'm not on the bore right now.

2. Sell the crystals on a stick for 15 fathoms.

3. Ask following of occult lady:"So, A trade of 100 fathoms and an object, and then you choose an object for to give me in return that follows the laws of similarity, have I got that right? Is there a limit to what constitutes such an object, or objects you will not accept? Like, hypotethical example, what if I bring you a corpse? Also, I don't suppose you accept GTA credit in your store?

How terribly rude of me, asking all of these questions without introducing myself.  My name is Clate. I hope you'll forgive the social faux-pas, your shop has my giddy with curiosity."

4. Tell these GTA boreyard salesmen that it's nice and all that GTA credit goes 10% further than regular fathoms, but since our team fund is all regular fathoms that doesn't really do much for me. Try again to get them to give us a discount on our rather sizeable bore upgrades using all of my Shlucky charms (and maybe the persuasion skill?). Make it clear to them that I'm looking for a one-time bulk purchase discount, and not like a contract that gives me a discount in every GTA store or anything.

5. Can I get a price check on crystal babies? Be sure to go to the travellers and inquire there. The babies I'm letting them take a look at for the price check are the rolling dodecahedron, the strandbeest and the weird triangle thing.

Spoiler: Clate (click to show/hide)

Name: Clate
Race: Shluck
Description: Being a Shluck, Clate is rarely seen outside of his environmental suit. Inside, he is the standard albino mollusk, with his only true defining characteristic being the alternating white/borwn pattern of his beak, much like on a nautilus shell. His environmental suit and exoskeltons are full of scuff marks and small blemishes from work, but the knowledgable observer will notice that it is mechanically kept in tip-top shape. He wears a toolbelt and a satchel to store his tools and other knickknacks, and has a blue cap perched on top of his helmet.
Goal: To create great works of craftsmanship and become filthy rich in the process.
 
Stats
Str:  8
Dex:  11
Spe:  9
End:  10
Awa:  10
Cun:  16 (+3)
Kno:  12
Ner:  11

Skills (1 point unused)
Electronics 1
Mechanical 1
Biological 1
Chemical 1
Occult 1
Weaponsmith 1
Armorsmith 1
Stealth 1
Steal 1
Explosives 1

Inventory
Clothing: A tool belt that can be modified to fit the exoskeleton, a satchel and a blue cap with "If it ain't broke, fix it" embroidered on.
Bladed Shovel - handle coated with Pseudomagnetic mortar
TNT x3
Dynamo lantern
Field lighter
Path markers x10

8 Octahedrons - supposedly replicate materials
2 gold cubes
1 container of Pseudomagnetic mortar
labradorite/Obedience rod
Slate box with multicolour crystal toothpick - supposedly turns someone into a gemperson.
Metal spike with gems on it - apparently some sort of crystal people fashion item.
Spool of thermoreactive wire.

7 structural junk
30 chemical junk
5 Fathoms


Crystal Babies
1. Dodecahedron, no limbs, rolls. Fist sized.
2. 8 sided diamond (looks like  Ramiel from EVA and floats). 8 inches to an edge
3.  Crystal snake. hiss. 18 inches long.
4.  Spiky daddy long legs like Irony has. 1 foot legs, fist sized body.
5. Thing looks like (see pic). about 8 inches to a side.
6. Thing that looks like a Strandbeest. Foot long, 8 inches high.
7. Wheel sort of thing that has a fat inside edge and tapers to a sharp edge on the outside. Foot and a half in diameter.

[Radio Controlled]

"There is a mind in there, maintaining the dive.  End the diver, end the dive.  Unless," Nyw turns to look at Adam "The Chthonic knows something more?"

"I must admit he has really outdone himself in the possession department, it seems unlikely we'll be able to rescue him from this state. But please, at least grant me but a moment to reflect on his condition before you open fire, lest we forego a chance at saving him... or even end up making things worse somehow."


Reflect on the... thing that I'm seeing here. Is there still a chance to save the diver? Would destroying the organs spread out here (eg shooting the heart or something) stop this possession and close the portal? Or could that make things worse? Does it seem like there's a time limit of some sorts here?

Added my lvl-up to sheet (thanks, and 'thanks', Ozarck  ). Also added those things from the lootpile to my sheet and edited the wiki.

Spoiler: Adam Blavatsky Darvaza (click to show/hide)

Name: Adam Blavatsky Darvaza

Description: A young man of slightly pale complexion and eternal 9 o’clock shadow, he was raised in a small village. While the village priest and passing mystics droned with endless sermons of the Church and their teachings, what had always captivated young Adam’s attention more were the stories of his Granny.

Old stories of the world as it once was, before people were forced to flee to the caves and crannies of this damp hell. Of warm days where pleasant green plants tickled your feet as you walked through them and a cool breeze blew through your hair. Where food was plentiful, nature was benign and endless vistas reached as far as they eye could see.

Adam was nominally a card-carrying member of the church, though he mostly did it for the connections and perks that brought. They were powerful and had ancient lore, all things he would need to fulfill his true heart’s desire: to return to the surface, vanquish the madness that tainted their homeland and reconquer paradise.


Goal: Plunge the secrets of the depths below to find an answer to the horrors above.
 
Stats
Str: 10
Dex: 10
Spe: 11
End: 10
Awa: 11
Cun: 10
Kno: 10
Ner: 13

Skills
Diving: +3
Stealth: +2
Occult: +1

Inventory
Clothing: simple priest robes, shortened a bit so as to less restrict his movements
1 soldier chestplate
1 ethral rifle
1 minor artifact
1 beaker artifact (found in crystal ruins)
1 black book copy
1 black flame
1 Silent Night
5 worm blood
1 field lighter
17 fathoms
   (loaned 6 fathoms to aigre)
1 crystal construct
1 unspent skillpoint

[Parisbre56]

First of all, hand out payments in case I don't make it. Don't want to lose 2000 fathoms in Moku's butt.

Spoiler: Payments (click to show/hide)

Wiellste : 70 fathoms
Lokam : 30 fathoms
Drett : 140 fathoms
Auft : 80 fathoms
AsHul: 150 fathoms
Kara: 30 fathoms
Moku: 0 fathoms
Nyw: 80 fathoms Doesn't want payment
Alex: 60 fathoms
Harm: 50 fathoms
Garos: 50 fathoms
Vikkan: 140 fathoms
Adam: 60 fathoms
Clate: 100 fathoms + bonus if he does well with bore upgrades
Aigresaur: 30 fathoms

Sum: 1000 fathoms

The rest will be used by Clate/Vikkan for bore upgrades.

That done, join in on Adam's reflecting. In addition to his questions, ask myself if it would be better to burn Moku or shoot her or use some other method of removing her from the bore.

Can I see the artifact fragment Moku used to dive anywhere? If yes, could I shoot it from where I am?

Take aim and be ready to shoot the heart. If Nyw still believes we should shoot it now, then do so. Better for me to shoot it then for him to stab it from up close.

Don't enter the room or touch anything coming out of the room under any circumstances.

Spoiler: "Kara" the Corven (click to show/hide)

Name: "Kara" is what most humans call her, though the closest pronunciation would be  Kr'ra-Kax

Race: Corven (advantage for climb, disadvantage for falls)
Appearance: She is a crow-like Corven with matte-black feathers. A bit short. Constantly moves her head around, examining her surroundings. Moves her tail up and down whenever she's excited.
Age: Adult, but just barely
Goal: Wants to find artifacts and experiences that she can use to make an (under)world-famous museum. Wants to prove herself to her mother and piss off her brother with her success (both financially and socially).

Status
Sacrificed left arm to reverse time (eaten by giant Shluck-like thing). Bandaged and given spider venom for the pain.

Stats
Str:9
Dex:13 
Spe:13 
End:7
Awa:12
Cun:10 
Kno:12
Ner:11

Skills
1 unspent
Rifle: 1
Medical: 1
Translate: 1
Acrobatics: 1
Caving: 1
Machine Control: 1
Stealth: 1
Geology: 1
Archeology: 1
Navigation: 1


Inventory
2000 fathoms (in 1000 denomination, hidden under shirt)
Church Documents (document ownership and events, and recommend favorable treatment)
Bomb collar (unlocked)
Bomb collar remote
Ethral Rifle (rifle 3, pierce 3) 7/7
Crystal Friend
Field Lighter (Fire 2)
Simple Clothes (no shirt)
Crystal Tablets (diary, inventory, obedience rod instructions, construct assembly instructions)
Kara's Diary

[randomgenericusername]

Try to find one of the religious members of the group (like AsHul, Adam, etc.) that aren't inside of the bore and cling to them for protection.

Spoiler: Lokam Pilgrim (click to show/hide)

Name: Lokam Pilgrim

Description: Lokam is an Ethral Aspirant of the Tenebrous Chruch currently on pilgrimage. His soft fur is pale yellow, his large and fuzzy mane is golden and antennae and wings are dark purple with white details. His antennae, unlike most Ethral, are also very long and fluffy. Most of the time, he's wearing his silky church robes, which also have a hood included. His mask is very dark purple, with bright yellow spirals and curves, similar to tentacles.

Goal: His goal is to just complete his pilgrimage and ascend in the chruch. He wishes to go as deep as possible and someday become a Living Saint, Stygian or even a member of the Council. But his dream is to someday go deeper than everyone, reach the center and finally find God.

Stats:
Str:  8
Dex: 12
Spe: 11
End:  9
Awa:  7
Cun: 13
Kno: 13
Ner: 13

Skills:
Diving: 3
Caving: 1
Navigation: 1
Survival: 1
Translate: 1
(1 Skill Point.)

Inventory:
The Black Book (Real)
Black Flame
Bag of Path Markers
Silk Aspirant Gray Robes
Purple Mask

[Caellath]

"I think it's a diving-related incident." Vikkan replied to Garos as he returned with a gun and took position outside the bore. "We'll go in if called but for the moment just stand here and prepare to shoot anything horrible coming out. Damn it, why did Kara stay inside? She's already lost far too much."

Get a gun, wait a safe distance outside the bore and overwatch against any possessed abominations or monsters.

Spoiler: Vikkan Laerthe, Human Bore Driver (click to show/hide)

Name: Vikkan Laerthe

Description: A human from Anvil and a moderate Chthonic who was born and raised close in the neighborhood of the Hammerfall boreyard, where his parents were employed as menial workers. Being so close to a place so filled with machinery and boring machines left a lasting impression on Vikkan, who became a furnace helper, then a drivemaster's apprentice until he finally reached the controls of a bore. He's quite good at conducting driving bores and, most importantly, he deeply enjoys his work.

Bore love aside, Vikkan is also generally quite friendly and good-humored even when he's not behind a bore's controls. He is, however, aware of his limitations out of the control room, and he'd rather leave most other matters to more skilled people. What he lacks in intellectual education he displays in polite curiosity, and he tends to be interested in listening even to topics he can only vaguely grasp, making for a good talking and drinking buddy if nothing else.

At odds with his friendliness, he looks rugged, if young. His hair is dark brown and cut short, and he has a well-groomed handlebar mustache (though he's been known to let it grow and style it into a horseshoe at times). A small diagonal scar moves from his right eyebrow to the bridge of his nose. His skin is brown and displays a few burns thanks to a few years of furnace and boiler work. He's fairly hairy, with his shirt's sleeves covering hairy arms and a few spots of scar tissue. His uniform is made of thick cloth and utilitarian, overalls, a long-sleeved shirt and a cap. His major concession to vanity is keeping his uniform and mustache impeccable. He doesn't have a right hand.

Goal: To deep driving bores and having fun while doing it. It's not a difficult dream, even if it can be hard at times.
 
Stats
Str: 11
Dex: 11
Spe: 10
End: 11
Awa: 13
Cun: 10
Kno: 11
Ner: 11

Skills (1 point unspent)
+3 Vehicle (Bore)
+2 Navigation
+1 Defense (Mail Shirt)

Inventory
-Conductor's Clothes
-Dynamo Lantern
-Black Book (Copy)
-Field Lighter
-Mail Shirt
-2 Fathoms
-Neck chain (that used to hold a black flame that actually never existed)
-Black Flame

1 Mission and counting
Level 0: +3 Awareness
Level 1: +1 Str, Dex, End, Kno, Ner. 1 skill point unused.

[Tiruin]

I meet up with Clate or AsHul at the GTA offices, looking to join a bore crew

Her first memories were of ice, and light, then of loud thunder, and flood.

Cara was found underground, underwater, entombed in frigid ice, and armored in ancient metal. She was found and named by fishermen, working near and for the town of Anvil. She somehow found that she knew a lot of things, but did not place where they were tied to, or who they were tied to; she was familiar with the stone, the people, and her tomb. They were all durable, in differing degrees, and she felt they were all important, even if she did not think the word at the time.

As the days passed, she noticed that she was different from the people around her. She did not need much sleep at all, or food, or many other needs that others were free to partake in. She also saw that she could engage in the work they did, and some, in the work they had difficulty doing, after learning their ideas and language; she was curious to do more.

Cara was given gifts by the fishermen, and she felt grateful. She knew what gratefulness was, even if the time she spent with the fishermen was in total silence; listening to their voices, stories, and questions was something to appreciate. She could feel sound, touch color, and sense the weight of the stone around her. Cara was given a name--from the talisman on her helmet when read back to her. She could somehow understand many things as if she had just awoken from a deep sleep. And so she shared her story--or what she knew--to them; she was told she had a warm, calming voice.

The town of Anvil was the nearest location. It was a major hub of people like the ones she met. People were curious and amazing creatures, and she felt like she wanted to belong with more of them.

Spoiler: Sheet (Honored Dead) (click to show/hide)

Name: Custodia; nicknamed "Cara"
Description: Cara is a humanoid, fully covered in worn, rusted armor--mistaken for a living being if it were not for her mask, which comprises two eye slits and a pristine-looking talisman which covers the nasal area to the chin; inscribed on the margins of the mask is a saying of a rite to the dead, and the talisman bears a top-down inscription written in a different dialect. A weathered flag-holder is masterfully clinched to the back of her torso, with its flag only in shreds and tatters, although it is gilded with a trim.

Goal: Intrigued by the doctrine of the Tenebrous Church, her goal is to discover what lies on the surface--to investigate in their own terms what lies beyond, and to ensure that their companions do not meet as harsh an end as is preached.

Stats
Str: 14
Dex: 8
Spe: 10
End: 14 + 3 = 17
Awa: 10
Cun: 8
Kno: 6
Ner: 10

Skills
Armorsmith +1
Geology +1
Medical +1
Persuasion +1
Polearms +1
Translate +1
Navigation +1
Shield User +1
Acrobatics +1
Survival +1

Inventory: (3d20 + 20 // 24 + 20)
Travelled Clothing
Black Flame
Rubber Suit
Worm Blood (x2)

[Aigre Excalibur]

Follow Kara into the Bore. If she shoots at any abominations, we shoot at what she's shooting at.

Spoiler: Aigresaur (click to show/hide)

Name: Aigresaur
Description: A sexy lizard with a serpentine head, smooth pale scales, a slender velociraptor's body with lanky arms and legs...
Goal: it just wants to snuggle
 
Stats Shang-Gei
Str: 8
Dex: 15
Spe: 12
End: 8
Awa: 12
Cun: 10
Kno: 8
Ner: 10

Skills
shotgun: 3
acrobatics: 2
Unarmed: 1

Inventory
Tunnel Clearer 5/5

[Pancaek]

I meet up with Clate or AsHul at the GTA offices, looking to join a bore crew

Clate is walking away from another round of haggling with the GTA vendors, writing furiously on his clipboard. He stops, feeling a small tingle on the Shluck equivalent of his neck, and looks around to see a large undead in rusty armour staring at him.

"Ah, um, greetings? May I help you somehow, noble deceased?"

[Tiruin]

"Ah, um, greetings? May I help you somehow, noble deceased?"

Cara shows over a paper (that was given to them back before she entered the city).

Greetings,

I am looking for labor and employment. I plan to serve and aid you/your company; I am still learning the language. Call me Cara.

I am skilled in polearms and armor, geology and wilderness survival. Others tell me I can quickly grasp languages; others also say I am very hale.

I wish to do my best and work with others who will improve my skills in turn. I believe my goal is to help the Tenebrous Church; to find what is on the surface.

I require no upkeep; merely good company. I will know if I am exploited; I wish to help.

Thank you for reading this.

[Pancaek]

-snip-

Clate reads the paper, abesnet mindedly jotting some notes down on his clipboard as he does so.

"I see. Well, Clara, I do happen to belong to a newly found aventuring group. Or something along those lines. Really, we were all kidnapped by a bunch of gangsters to explore some ruins from them, but then the Tenebrous Church killed them all and gave us their Bore. We started off with a sizeable group but we did recently lose some people because of, eh..." 

He has small flashback to people dying in horrible diving incidents, and several others just seemingly giving up on life and letting themselves by swallowed by the lava.

"Accidents, let's call it accidents. There's no weekly wages or anything, but you get a cut of whatever mission reward we get depending on your actions during said sortie. And you generally get to keep whatever you personally looted, within reason. I can't recall seeing any polearms, but we have several people who are rather adept at crafting on board, myself included.

I can't make this kind of decision by myself, but I'm sure the others won't mind if you tag along."

[Parisbre56]

"You... intend to burn it? That's inadvisable. Less risk to just shoot it in the vitals and close the door.
Letting bore fuel loose on the deck and igniting it is nearly more dangerous than the dive itself. Flooding the interior while we are present would be... considerably more so."

"Well, I was going to use a fuse for delaying the ignition and evacuate the bore first, just me and Vikkan in. Then all I have to do is run up to the control room. But anyway, I won't do so if we are not in agreement."

"Can you at least run find AsHul and tell him what's going on here? He might have a better idea, since diving is his department."