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[King Zultan]

"Oh damn there's free dynamite, I'll just take that."
Just as he's grabbing the stick of dynamite he hears the screech of a government made monster.

"Aw damn, there's some kind of government made abomination in here, probably what killed these guys. Damn government making monsters to kill those who get to close to the truth, but I won't let it get me!"
Grab the dynamite and cigars, then go to the doorway and throw one of my grenades at the worm thing.

Spoiler: Burt (click to show/hide)

Name: Burt
Race and Profession: Mammal Mercenary
Description: A slightly overweight deer man with one antler that's broken off.
Backstory: Being the anti-government nut job that he is, lead him down a path that didn't include normal employment so he had to get by doing odd jobs for money that eventually lead him to becoming a mercenary.
Stats
Strength 2
Dexterity 1
Mind 2
Health 1
Skills
Guns 2
Crafting 1
Explosives 1
Chemistry
Inventory
Money:$0
 Combat shotgun with Flashlight
 Pistol
 3 Grenades
 3 Detonation charges
 Basic toolset
 Lighter
 Cigarettes
 Tinkering kit
 Knife
 Duct Tape
 Assorted glow lights(20)
Current Status: FINE

[Naturegirl1999]

Spoiler: Nora the Spider (click to show/hide)

Name:Nora
Race and Profession:Arthropod Underhiver

Description: A human sized trapdoor spider with a black exoskeleton with the following eye arrangement

(I would put the image in a spoiler but spoilers can't be inside of other spoilers)
She tries talking to others when she can, but has trouble showing emotions
Backstory:Nora works for the Underhivers, but she thought adventuring could help them find new areas to expand to.
Stats
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 1
Mind (Not going Crazy): 2
Health: 2
Skills
Knowledge Skills:
Biology
Chemistry
Other Skills:
Melee: 1
Defence: 1
Speech: 1

Inventory
Hatchet(sidearm), 100 ft rope(climbing gear), a circuit buster, a forging kit, Lockpicks(lock breaking tools), Skinning & butchering kit, Gas mask, Clean up Kit, Duct tape, Shovel, Taser, Radio

Money:$0
Current Status:Looking at the worm thing with the bone teeth

Wield my hatchet in one hand and my taser in the other. Taze and hack at the worm or the human like figures from darkness, whichever comes closer

[Hotfire90]

Move to a position where I can see the worm, then command its body to stand still and not to move. Two rolls for focus and one for projection.

Spoiler: Alice the full-time mage (click to show/hide)

Name: Alice
Race and Profession: Ordinary Human Explorer
Description: A young and energetic human with medium length blonde hair.
Backstory: Alice spent most of her education focusing on her magical studies. Eager to master all magic and to show off her talent, she wandered around practicing her skills, and eventually signed up for the expedition.
Stats:
Strength 1
Dexterity 1
Mind  2
Health 2
Skills:
Focus 1
Projection 1
Elemental Electricity
Elemental Water
Physical Body
Eldritch
Inventory:
Wand (projection point)
Ballistic vest
Night Vision Googles
Binoculars
Radio
Laptop
2 Stim-gel syringes
Lighter
Duct Tape
Money: $0
Current Status: Fine.

[Enemy post]

Arp clanks forward and attacks the worm with his axe.

Spoiler: Arp (click to show/hide)

Name:Automated Repair Product, or Arp.
Race and Profession:Industrial Robot, Work Horse.
Description:A vaguely humanoid, orange robot with a single red eye and a utilitarian design.
Backstory:Originally a repair drone, "Arp" eventually attained sentience after being given a vague order to "Clean up the mess" after an office party just before the apocalypse. Those who gave the order are long dead, but Arp cannot ignore the order. Now that the office has finally collapsed from age and decay, Arp has wandered out into the shattered world on an almost certainly hopeless quest to finish "cleaning up the mess."

Stats
Strength:3
Dexterity:1
Mind:3
Health:3

Skills
Crafting 1
Electronics 1

Inventory
Toolbox
Hammer
Wrench
Axe
Welding torch
Mini-chainsaw
Wiring kit
Tinkering kit
Lighter
Radio
Money:$0

Current status
Fine.

[Parisbre56]

Document from a safe distance and/or behind cover. Don't want to catch a stray bullet.

If anything tries to attack me, affect its mind to convince it to pick another target.

Spoiler: Sherry Bobbins: Ordinary Human Handler (click to show/hide)

Name: Sherry Bobbins
Race and Profession: Ordinary Human Handler
Description: A girl in her thirties with immaculate blonde curly hair. Wears frilly dresses and always carries an expensive-and-fragile-looking umbrella with a spiral pattern, despite spending most of her time underground.
Backstory: Lead a privileged life as a bureaucrat (a job her parents got her) before being assigned to this expedition. Though many saw being assigned to this expedition as punishment, she sees it as no different than any other assignment. Believes in her greatness and the greatness of humanity. Friendly and polite but distant. She feels no need to prove herself or show off despite how much she owes to her parents, but will try to ensure that whoever challenges her will think twice before doing so again.
Stats
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 2
Mind: 2
Health: 1
Skills
Speech 2
Projection (Casting) 1

History
Psychology
Government
Telepathy (costs 2 points)(Casting)
Inventory
Silenced pistol
Stun gun
Handcuffs
Camera
Radio
Cellphone
Flashlight
Binoculars
Lighter
Cigars/cigarettes
Assorted flares(12)
Assorted glow lights(20)
about a dozen metal coins, 2 plastic cards, and a larger metal one, which looks like an old holepunch card
Money:$0
Current Status: Documenting!

[Yottawhat]

Spoiler: Crass (click to show/hide)

Name: Crass Beakerton
Race and Profession: Special Human (Spectral Aspect) Doctor
Description: A pale man in a stained, unwashed doctor's coat. A brass plate has been hammered into his face, covering the entire right side and the entirety of his jaw. A metal hinge connects to a swivieling mouthguard with a built-in air filter that is kept in place a leather belt and buckle. Crass carries around a large satchel with bright red stitches were ever he goes, the handle of his baton peaking out from the edge of the bag.
Backstory: Born a slum rat, Crass joined up with a small splinter group that was apart of one of the larger gangs Nede, acting as an errand boy and dealer for some of the more low-level drugs. But the group leader took an interest in young Crass, and when she saw his steady hands, quick wit, and his skill with a needle and thread, she knew Crass could do more than just a dealer. A loan from the bank and the upper echelon was barely enough to cover the cost of sending young Crass off to apprentice at one of the local medical guilds. Crass returned home with hope and pride in his eyes, hope, and pride that was snuffed out the second he took a step into his old home in the same moment a bomb planted by a rival gang went off. He came to in the hospital, finding out that most of his face was burnt off by the explosion and was stuck with a bill. Worse, a statement form the bank came and apparently as the sole survior of the attack, his Guardian's debts was being transfered to him, including the ones to the the Syndicate. Stuck paying off a multidude of debts, Crass has grown to be choleric fellow, one who has as many cares to give as he does dollars to spend.
Stats
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 2
Mind: 2
Health: 1
Skills
Medicine: +3
Biology
Criminal Underground
Inventory
Money:$1
Pistol
Cigarettes
Lighter
Gas Mask(Integrated into face)
Binocular
Night Vision Goggles
Baton
Doctors bag
3 syringes of stimulant
3 syringes of sedative
Current Status: In debt

Back up with Sherry, drawing my handgun just in case.

"Why do I feel like I'm not going get paid nearly enough for this job..."

[The Lupanian]

Give a very large shout, but dive to the side of the doorway, ready to club anything that comes through.  Hopefully the worm thing (or anything else) will be dumb enough to do that.

Spoiler: Thag Simmons (click to show/hide)

Thag Simmons

Human (ordinary)
Description:  Thag's a stereotypical broad-shouldered thick necked caveman in a loincloth with a large club.

Stats:

Strength 2
Dexterity 1
Mind 1
Health 2

Skills:
Melee: 4
Unarmed: 1
Defence: 2
Crafting: 1

All others: 0.

Items:
Large Club.
Loincloth.
Bow drill.

Thag Grunts and stands next to the doorway, club raised. To his disappointment, nothing unfriendly makes itself immediately evident. He considers clubbing a teammate, just to get it out of his system, but thinks better of it.

Vaiae immediately grabs at the lighter.
"My, what a pretty picture!"
She almost jumps out of her bones at the shriek coming from the next room.
"Aah! What's that!? Come on, knight!"

Drop the lighter into my pack and run into the big room! Protect Nora; stand near her and slash anything that gets close!
While I'm moving, draw a burst of vitality into me, to use later.

Spoiler: Vaiae (click to show/hide)

Name: Vaiaerioun
Race and Profession: Avian Coldblood
Description: A young and flighty crow, almost completely black. Fond of shiny things and people, though she thinks humans are a little lame.
Backstory: She joined the coldbloods to help her fellow avians, and even started to learn some magic, but when an opportunity for adventure came up, she leapt for it.
Stats
Strength 3
Dexterity 2
Mind 1
Health 0
Skills
Melee 1
Defense 1
Focus 1
Lifeforce
Inventory
Money: $0
Greatsword
Hardsuit
Survival knife
Flare gun
Flashlight (attached to helmet)
Radio
Duct tape
Stim-gel syringes (2)
Looted lighter
Current Status
Fine

Vaiae tosses the lighter into her pack, then leaps into action, ready to protect her arachnid friend at all costs.

While moving, she uses her Lifeforce magic in an attempt to boost her vitality. (Internal 1, Projection 7)

Vaiae becomes very dizzy and lightheaded as her lifeforce levels throughout her body fluctuate wildly. She collapses in the middle of the hallway and has trouble getting back up on her feet. 

Frank had gotten up just in time to see the door open, and upon sighting the weird flesh-worm-thing, he let loose a shrill scream rivaling that of the creature. His immediate reaction is to draw his revolver and fire at the worm with reckless abandon, stopping only when out of ammo. Any teammates that passed between him and his target did so at their own peril.

Spoiler: Frank (click to show/hide)

Name: Franklin Walker
Race and Profession: Ordinary Human Tinker
Description: Looks extremely average as far as humans go. Medium length dirty-blonde hair. A little shorter than six feet. Has a fancy mustache that he likes to twirl when getting excited about machines.
Backstory: Frank grew up in Nede, and has only rarely seen the surface before, never for extended periods of time. Due to his natural proclivity of working with machines, he quickly joined the Tinker guild, and was just as quickly assigned to this mission by the guild. Equal parts earnest and practical, he decided that to ensure his survival on this mission he would buy a full body hardsuit so he didn't croak before finding cool old-world relics.
Stats
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 1
Mind: 2
Health: 2
Skills
Guns: 1
Crafting: 3
Research: 2
Electronics: 1
Computer Engineering
Inventory
Full Body Hardsuit
100 ft. Rope
Revolver
Flashlight
Advanced Crafting Tools
"Tinkering for Dummies" How to Tinker guide
Money:$0

Frank stands in the entrance to the hallway and fires his revolver towards the worm (10). He plants his feet and fires off 6 precise shots followed by about a dozen empty clicks as he continues to pull the trigger. The rounds pierce directly through the mouth of the monster, leaving it's teeth mangled. The worm roars, spraying blood across the doorway.

"Movement detected. Investigating."

Get a better look at the people. If they're armed, order them to drop their weapons. Return fire if fired upon. If the worm attacks, shoot it, otherwise ignore it.

Spoiler: Ares (click to show/hide)

Name: Autonomous Reconnaissance/Exploration System (Ares)
Race and Profession: Cyberbot Data Harvester
Description: See second spoiler
Backstory: Originally a mindless recon drone, Ares gained sentience when he first connected to the Old Archive. Now he searches for information, both for the Archive and in the hopes that it will lead to sentience in other robots.
Stats
Strength: 2
Dexterity: 2
Mind: 1
Health: 1
Skills
Electronics: 4
Guns: 4
Inventory: Computerpad (integral), Cyberjack, Electronic Repair Kit, Bolt-Action Rifle, Night Vision Goggles (integral), Binoculars (integral), Radio (integral), Duct Tape
Money: $0
Current Status: All systems functioning within normal parameters.

Spoiler: Description (click to show/hide)

The good news is they're not armed. The bad news is they aren't people, or at least not anymore. As the things approach, it becomes evident that they each resemble people, but they are also uniquely twisted and mangled. Some have massive claws, or a mouth filled with razor sharp teeth. Their mass seems to be overflowing their old bodies, as some have tentacles or additional legs, are are simply overweighed by amorphous growths. They look as if someone has added things to their bodies without regard to their original form or purpose.

They look very unfriendly, and lurch forward with surprising speed. You decide to engage (9+4=*9*). Ares sends one bullet sailing through the head off the closest creature, blowing the head clean off. However, the creature only stumbles a minute, then keeps moving forward. As it does so, Ares notice that an eyestalk emerge from it's newly vacant neck. Ares proceeds to put another round center of mass. The bullet creates a gush of blueish goo, and the creature drops dead without even a flinch.

"Oh damn there's free dynamite, I'll just take that."
Just as he's grabbing the stick of dynamite he hears the screech of a government made monster.

"Aw damn, there's some kind of government made abomination in here, probably what killed these guys. Damn government making monsters to kill those who get to close to the truth, but I won't let it get me!"
Grab the dynamite and cigars, then go to the doorway and throw one of my grenades at the worm thing.

Spoiler: Burt (click to show/hide)

Name: Burt
Race and Profession: Mammal Mercenary
Description: A slightly overweight deer man with one antler that's broken off.
Backstory: Being the anti-government nut job that he is, lead him down a path that didn't include normal employment so he had to get by doing odd jobs for money that eventually lead him to becoming a mercenary.
Stats
Strength 2
Dexterity 1
Mind 2
Health 1
Skills
Guns 2
Crafting 1
Explosives 1
Chemistry
Inventory
Money:$0
 Combat shotgun with Flashlight
 Pistol
 3 Grenades
 3 Detonation charges
 Basic toolset
 Lighter
 Cigarettes
 Tinkering kit
 Knife
 Duct Tape
 Assorted glow lights(20)
Current Status: FINE

Burt hastily gathers the cigars and dynamite. He then steps towards the door, and throws a grenade (3+1=4) The grenade sails clean past the creature and explodes with a booming echo, causing everyones ears to ring.

Spoiler: Nora the Spider (click to show/hide)

Name:Nora
Race and Profession:Arthropod Underhiver

Description: A human sized trapdoor spider with a black exoskeleton with the following eye arrangement

(I would put the image in a spoiler but spoilers can't be inside of other spoilers)
She tries talking to others when she can, but has trouble showing emotions
Backstory:Nora works for the Underhivers, but she thought adventuring could help them find new areas to expand to.
Stats
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 1
Mind (Not going Crazy): 2
Health: 2
Skills
Knowledge Skills:
Biology
Chemistry
Other Skills:
Melee: 1
Defence: 1
Speech: 1

Inventory
Hatchet(sidearm), 100 ft rope(climbing gear), a circuit buster, a forging kit, Lockpicks(lock breaking tools), Skinning & butchering kit, Gas mask, Clean up Kit, Duct tape, Shovel, Taser, Radio

Money:$0
Current Status:Looking at the worm thing with the bone teeth

Wield my hatchet in one hand and my taser in the other. Taze and hack at the worm or the human like figures from darkness, whichever comes closer

Nora moves out into the room. As soon as she crosses the threshold, a tentacle lashes out from the worm. (3+1= 4 defense)(8+1=9 Melee) The tentacle smacks Nora directly in the center of the chest. As is does so, Nora feels a sting, as a blueing maggot-like thing tries to embed itself in her flesh.

Nora responds by hacking at the tentacle still stuck to her. Two swift chops sever the tentacle, but the maggot has managed to get under her exoskeleton.

Move to a position where I can see the worm, then command its body to stand still and not to move. Two rolls for focus and one for projection.

Spoiler: Alice the full-time mage (click to show/hide)

Name: Alice
Race and Profession: Ordinary Human Explorer
Description: A young and energetic human with medium length blonde hair.
Backstory: Alice spent most of her education focusing on her magical studies. Eager to master all magic and to show off her talent, she wandered around practicing her skills, and eventually signed up for the expedition.
Stats:
Strength 1
Dexterity 1
Mind  2
Health 2
Skills:
Focus 1
Projection 1
Elemental Electricity
Elemental Water
Physical Body
Eldritch
Inventory:
Wand (projection point)
Ballistic vest
Night Vision Googles
Binoculars
Radio
Laptop
2 Stim-gel syringes
Lighter
Duct Tape
Money: $0
Current Status: Fine.

(5+1=6, 8+1=9 Focus)(9+1=*9*) Alice points her wand directly at the worm. She clears her mind, and envisions a sturdy holding spell. She then unleashes the spell forth. She struggles to gain dominance, but manages to maneuver the spell within the worm until she's seized control. She can't totally prevent it from moving, but she manages to make it sluggish and jittery.

Arp clanks forward and attacks the worm with his axe.

Spoiler: Arp (click to show/hide)

Name:Automated Repair Product, or Arp.
Race and Profession:Industrial Robot, Work Horse.
Description:A vaguely humanoid, orange robot with a single red eye and a utilitarian design.
Backstory:Originally a repair drone, "Arp" eventually attained sentience after being given a vague order to "Clean up the mess" after an office party just before the apocalypse. Those who gave the order are long dead, but Arp cannot ignore the order. Now that the office has finally collapsed from age and decay, Arp has wandered out into the shattered world on an almost certainly hopeless quest to finish "cleaning up the mess."

Stats
Strength:3
Dexterity:1
Mind:3
Health:3

Skills
Crafting 1
Electronics 1

Inventory
Toolbox
Hammer
Wrench
Axe
Welding torch
Mini-chainsaw
Wiring kit
Tinkering kit
Lighter
Radio
Money:$0

Current status
Fine.

Arp plots forward. Reaching the worm, he makes a mighty cleave with his axe (6). The axe embeds deep into the worm. As Arp tries to pull it back out, he sees a twinge of blue mixed in with the sludge-like blood.

Document from a safe distance and/or behind cover. Don't want to catch a stray bullet.

If anything tries to attack me, affect its mind to convince it to pick another target.

Spoiler: Sherry Bobbins: Ordinary Human Handler (click to show/hide)

Name: Sherry Bobbins
Race and Profession: Ordinary Human Handler
Description: A girl in her thirties with immaculate blonde curly hair. Wears frilly dresses and always carries an expensive-and-fragile-looking umbrella with a spiral pattern, despite spending most of her time underground.
Backstory: Lead a privileged life as a bureaucrat (a job her parents got her) before being assigned to this expedition. Though many saw being assigned to this expedition as punishment, she sees it as no different than any other assignment. Believes in her greatness and the greatness of humanity. Friendly and polite but distant. She feels no need to prove herself or show off despite how much she owes to her parents, but will try to ensure that whoever challenges her will think twice before doing so again.
Stats
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 2
Mind: 2
Health: 1
Skills
Speech 2
Projection (Casting) 1

History
Psychology
Government
Telepathy (costs 2 points)(Casting)
Inventory
Silenced pistol
Stun gun
Handcuffs
Camera
Radio
Cellphone
Flashlight
Binoculars
Lighter
Cigars/cigarettes
Assorted flares(12)
Assorted glow lights(20)
about a dozen metal coins, 2 plastic cards, and a larger metal one, which looks like an old holepunch card
Money:$0
Current Status: Documenting!

Sherry takes many pictures. If she ever considered a career as a documentarian, these would make a great portfolio.

Spoiler: The Doctor is in (debt) (click to show/hide)

Name: Crass Beakerton
Race and Profession: Special Human (Spectral Aspect) Doctor
Description: A pale man in a stained, unwashed doctor's coat. A brass plate has been hammered into his face, covering the entire right side and the entirety of his jaw. A metal hinge connects to a swivieling mouthguard with a built-in air filter that is kept in place a leather belt and buckle. Crass carries around a large satchel with bright red stitches were ever he goes, the handle of his baton peaking out from the edge of the bag.
Backstory: Born a slum rat, Crass joined up with a small splinter group that was apart of one of the larger gangs Nede, acting as an errand boy and dealer for some of the more low-level drugs. But the group leader took an interest in young Crass, and when she saw his steady hands, quick wit, and his skill with a needle and thread, she knew Crass could do more than just a dealer. A loan from the bank and the upper echelon was barely enough to cover the cost of sending young Crass off to apprentice at one of the local medical guilds. Crass returned home with hope and pride in his eyes, hope, and pride that was snuffed out the second he took a step into his old home in the same moment a bomb planted by a rival gang went off. He came to in the hospital, finding out that most of his face was burnt off by the explosion and was stuck with a bill. Worse, a statement form the bank came and apparently as the sole survior of the attack, his Guardian's debts was being transfered to him, including the ones to the the Syndicate. Stuck paying off a multidude of debts, Crass has grown to be choleric fellow, one who has as many cares to give as he does dollars to spend.
Stats
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 2
Mind: 2
Health: 1
Skills
Medicine: +3
Biology
Criminal Underground
Inventory
Money:$1
Pistol
Cigarettes
Lighter
Gas Mask(Integrated into face)
Binocular
Night Vision Goggles
Baton
Doctors bag
3 syringes of stimulant
3 syringes of sedative
Current Status: In debt

Back up with Sherry, drawing my handgun just in case.

"Why do I feel like I'm not going get paid nearly enough for this job..."

Crass steps back and draws his handgun. He looks over Sherry's shoulder, admiring her photographic skill.

(7) The worm lunges forward, sending a dozen writhing tendrils towards Frank, knocking Arp down in the process. The worm fights against it's magical restraint, but only manages to land it's head in the doorway, filling the hallway with snapping tendrils. Thag sees his opportunity, and lunges forth with a shriek. (7+4=*9*) His club lands smack down on the creature, leaving an indentation in the upper mouth. However, Thag is rewarded with a tendril wrapping around his club, and slowly snaking its way towards his hands.

It's mouth seems to be slowly reshaping itself, with new teeth emerging to replace the ruined ones.

The smaller creatures enter a frenzy, and swarm Arp (8). They savagely rip at his metal frame, bending and scratching his exterior. Arp can do little more than protect his optical lens from the onslaught.

One of the creatures breaks away from Arp and goes after Nora (10)(1 defense) It tackles her to the ground, and repeatedly embeds a bony leg inter her body, splintering her leathery hide. Nora passes out, barely clinging to life. The creature gets up and moves on towards the hallway, leaving Nora laying in a spreading puddle of ichor.

[Naturegirl1999]

Try to become conscious, if this is managed, try to find the blue maggot and take it out. While I attempt this, think about whether I’ve learned about any of these creatures; the blue maggot, the giant worm, or the tentacled humanoids in any biology classes in Underhive Academy

[King Zultan]

"Aw fuck it missed, damn worm thing not wanting to die."
Then he sees the other monsters in the room.
"Oh shit this must be where the government dumps all their failed experiments, I'd record this with my camera if I hadn't dropped it in that puddle."

Get my shotgun ready to shoot anything hostile that gets close to where I am.

Spoiler: Burt (click to show/hide)

Name: Burt
Race and Profession: Mammal Mercenary
Description: A slightly overweight deer man with one antler that's broken off.
Backstory: Being the anti-government nut job that he is, lead him down a path that didn't include normal employment so he had to get by doing odd jobs for money that eventually lead him to becoming a mercenary.
Stats
Strength 2
Dexterity 1
Mind 2
Health 1
Skills
Guns 2
Crafting 1
Explosives 1
Chemistry
Inventory
Money:$0
 Combat shotgun with Flashlight
 Pistol
 2 Grenades
 3 Detonation charges
 Basic toolset
 Lighter
 Cigarettes
 Tinkering kit
 Knife
 Duct Tape
 Assorted glow lights(20)
 Stick of dynamite
 Cigars
Current Status: FINE

[Parisbre56]

"Oh dear. This is turning into quite the pickle."

Telepathy time:
1 Projection: Peek into their minds. Why are they doing this? Just to procreate?
2 Projection: Confuse the creatures. Fill their mind with fear. Make every shadow look like an enemy. Unless they use some sort of ESP, in which case mess with that.

Spoiler: Sherry Bobbins: Ordinary Human Handler (click to show/hide)

Name: Sherry Bobbins
Race and Profession: Ordinary Human Handler
Description: A girl in her thirties with immaculate blonde curly hair. Wears frilly dresses and always carries an expensive-and-fragile-looking umbrella with a spiral pattern, despite spending most of her time underground.
Backstory: Lead a privileged life as a bureaucrat (a job her parents got her) before being assigned to this expedition. Though many saw being assigned to this expedition as punishment, she sees it as no different than any other assignment. Believes in her greatness and the greatness of humanity. Friendly and polite but distant. She feels no need to prove herself or show off despite how much she owes to her parents, but will try to ensure that whoever challenges her will think twice before doing so again.
Stats
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 2
Mind: 2
Health: 1
Skills
Speech 2
Projection (Casting) 1

History
Psychology
Government
Telepathy (costs 2 points)(Casting)
Inventory
Silenced pistol
Stun gun
Handcuffs
Camera
Radio
Cellphone
Flashlight
Binoculars
Lighter
Cigars/cigarettes
Assorted flares(12)
Assorted glow lights(20)
about a dozen metal coins, 2 plastic cards, and a larger metal one, which looks like an old holepunch card
Money:$0
Current Status: Giving everyone a friendly smile

[Devastator]

Yank on the club to stretch out the tendril as far as I can.  If I am winning the pulling contenst, stick the club between the door and the wall to hold the club in place, and pull on the door trying to keep the worm-thing's head stuck.  If the creature is winning the pull test, just let go of the club and let the tendril draw the club back to the monster's face.  After that, look through the pile of corpses for a suitable new club.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Thag Simmons

Human (ordinary)
Description:  Thag's a stereotypical broad-shouldered thick necked caveman in a loincloth with a large club.

Stats:

Strength 2
Dexterity 1
Mind 1
Health 2

Skills:
Melee: 4
Unarmed: 1
Defence: 2
Crafting: 1

All others: 0.

Items:
Large Club.
Loincloth.
Bow drill.

[Hotfire90]

Reinforce the spell, I don't want the worm and its tendrils moving at all. Two more focus rolls.

Spoiler: Alice the full-time mage (click to show/hide)

Name: Alice
Race and Profession: Ordinary Human Explorer
Description: A young and energetic human with medium length blonde hair.
Backstory: Alice spent most of her education focusing on her magical studies. Eager to master all magic and to show off her talent, she wandered around practicing her skills, and eventually signed up for the expedition.
Stats:
Strength 1
Dexterity 1
Mind  2
Health 2
Skills:
Focus 1
Projection 1
Elemental Electricity
Elemental Water
Physical Body
Eldritch
Inventory:
Wand (projection point)
Ballistic vest
Night Vision Googles
Binoculars
Radio
Laptop
2 Stim-gel syringes
Lighter
Duct Tape
Money: $0
Current Status: Fine.

[Naturegirl1999]

Reinforce the spell, I don't want the worm and its tendrils moving at all. Two more focus rolls.

Spoiler: Alice the full-time mage (click to show/hide)

Name: Alice
Race and Profession: Ordinary Human Explorer
Description: A young and energetic human with medium length blonde hair.
Backstory: Alice spent most of her education focusing on her magical studies. Eager to master all magic and to show off her talent, she wandered around practicing her skills, and eventually signed up for the expedition.
Stats:
Strength 1
Dexterity 1
Mind  2
Health 2
Skills:
Focus 1
Projection 1
Elemental Electricity
Elemental Water
Physical Body
Eldritch
Inventory:
Wand (projection point)
Ballistic vest
Night Vision Googles
Binoculars
Radio
Laptop
2 Stim-gel syringes
Lighter
Duct Tape
Money: $0
Current Status: Fine.

((I think you are looking for projection))

[Coolrune206]

Frank saw, with much distress, his new robot friend Arp getting swarmed. His initial panic is quickly overrun by rage at the concept of a machine being damaged. He charges towards Arp, screaming loudly and reloading his revolver as he runs. Once he gets to Arp he fires a bullet at each of the tendrils, careful to not damage his robot friend. He vaguely hopes that his hardsuit will keep him nice and safe from retaliatory attacks by the tentacles.

Spoiler: Frank (click to show/hide)

Name: Franklin Walker
Race and Profession: Ordinary Human Tinker
Description: Looks extremely average as far as humans go. Medium length dirty-blonde hair. A little shorter than six feet. Has a fancy mustache that he likes to twirl when getting excited about machines.
Backstory: Frank grew up in Nede, and has only rarely seen the surface before, never for extended periods of time. Due to his natural proclivity of working with machines, he quickly joined the Tinker guild, and was just as quickly assigned to this mission by the guild. Equal parts earnest and practical, he decided that to ensure his survival on this mission he would buy a full body hardsuit so he didn't croak before finding cool old-world relics.
Stats
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 1
Mind: 2
Health: 2
Skills
Guns: 1
Crafting: 3
Research: 2
Electronics: 1
Computer Engineering
Inventory
Full Body Hardsuit
100 ft. Rope
Revolver
Flashlight
Advanced Crafting Tools
"Tinkering for Dummies" How to Tinker guide
Money:$0

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Spoiler: Knight Without A Cause. (click to show/hide)

Name:Gigantic Frosted Knight/White Haired Knight/Frost Knight.
Race and Profession:Preserved Human Dead, Knight.
Description:

Giant of a knight, standing at 7ft0. White hair faintly pokes out from beneath a frostbitten helmet. Eye's relatively obscured, appear white and glazed over if one were to literally shove their head against the helmet.

Lean and toned underneath, skin is frostbitten and very pale.

Small muffled sounds occasionally leave her, might help decern their gender.
Backstory:Found encased in a block of ice within a deep cave by recruits of what were apparently her order. She hasn't spoken, since then, but she has notably seemingly taken it in stride. Having little to no memory of her past life.

This Knight dosent have a name noir any idea who she was, perhaps some record seeking could give her the answer. But for now, she's doing what she's supposed to do apparently. Protect the innocent, raid dungeons, the like.

Despite a clearly cracked and unstable mind, that seeks closure and purpose. She nonetheless continues without a true reason to live or a true purpose of her own.

Stats
Strength:2, Her muscles appear to have slightly atrophied, but overall she's not bad.
Dexterity:1, She's a bit stiff.
Mind:1, She dosent really speak ((though she is capable.)) noir does she seem entirely there, a bit worrying. (Not going Crazy)
Health:4, The pinnacle of well preserved, psychically at least. Being trapped in solid ice surprisingly can preserve things very well.
Skills
Melee:2, Her skills haven't left her yet it seems, muscle memory serves her well.
Medicine:1, Learned it quickly, had to, was the only way she could keep on going.
Projection (Casting):1, She has some remnant of lost casting ability.
Elemental Water (Casting):1, She remembers this well, it's probably the only bits of anything that she can remember of her old life. Knowledge and the feeling of it, but nothing else.
Inventory
Frostbitten Glaive ((Ice Minor Enchantment))
Frostbitten Platemail and Helm.
Frostbitten Knightly Shield, has remnants of a crest and a name, illegible beyond recovery.
Icey blue, Giant Beetle, good jumper. Horse sized!
Journal and Pencil's.
Three first aid kits
Two splinting Kits

Money:$0

The Frosted Knight had sat there, atop their mount stiff as a corpse. When that creature had emerged, there were so many feelings that they hadn't felt, had little to no memory of. Anger..despair, Utter Terror...a feeling of doubt in themselves and their abilities and they'd sat their atop their mount till now. As their allies were swarmed, as people without even a weapon to fight these foes in close range charged to protect others.

A helmet was touched, cracked and frosted with a hand.

Two feeling's intermixed.

Shame and something warm, a heat in their frozen rigid body, a desire that had them gripping their mount tight, their other hand grasping onto their Glaive.

The Desire to Protect.

Their beetle reared back, a gruff sound leaving unbreathing lungs.

"Hpmh!"

 Atop her icy blue beetle, the Frosted Knight charges alongside the brave Frank to assist the Robot! Pale eye's focus on the grand worm, she wills for shards of ice to appear from the ground and pierce its flesh! ((Going for projection!))

If possible drop a medkit nearby any injured allies!

((Sorry for the absence! Hopefully, I've come back in the nick of time!))