Rolls:
Research: 12 ( Yay. The smells are done.)
Well doc. We did it. Made Artifical smells for moods. Using the rat code as a base line and figure it out in others, could wreck havoc over all. Currently attempting production.
Production: 1 ( Horrorfic failure)
Yet in the process of making the stuff, a man got the idea to con women with right smell. Instead of Love, got Berserk and the Factory got torn up and equipment smashed up. Had to contain the workers and clean up in hazmat attire
Workers will be replaced by merchant connections, but adds a level
Of debit now.
Event: 2 ( New Rival approaches!)
And in further news to make life difficult. You got a friendly rival. His name is Tiberius Levin, he hails from a Feral world yet his intelligence is upstanding. Rumor has is deep into religion as he was a tribal and shamans don. And as a tribal, it means he has been in combat, so actually knows how to kill.
He was in the Auxiliary Legions. Got promoted to Researcher as he managed to engineer the top line compute line on his own, with spare parts. Yes, Positrioc Brain/computer. With a magnetic gun relay and a view parts of made anti matter Bomb and getting processors to not explode at once. He also invented the Photonic Heart cyberware. Which is also a testament to crazy science.
: Levine approaches the research camp in traditional warrior garb, with visible tattoos and two weapons holstered on him.: “ I heard good things about you, we are now to share space. Is this alright? I know we are to compete now. But, no need to be uncivil.