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[King Zultan]

"The voices that scream at me in my mind tell me I need this weapon."
Find out how much the Thermo-Lash is, if I can afford it buy it if I can't leave, but no matter if I can afford it or not once out of the shop head towards the giant engines.

Spoiler: Who gave this guy a gun? (click to show/hide)

Name: Hobo Bob
Description: A dirty man with unkempt hair and beard.

Strength: d8
Dexterity: d6
Endurance: d8
Speed: d6

Knowledge: d8
Wisdom: d6
Perception: d8
Charisma: d4

HP: 28/28
SP: 26/26

Weapons:
 Therma-Ray (Dex) (d8)

Armour:
 Helmet (d6 armor, protects only the head)
 Industrial Tunic (d6 Armor, protects Torso and Abdomen)

Items: 5/8
 Oxygen Tank
 Arclamp
 Therma-Ray (Dex) (d8)
 Helmet (d6 armor, protects only the head)
 Industrial Tunic (d6 Armor, protects Torso and Abdomen)

Money: 450

[Radio Controlled]

PTW.

[BlackPaladin99]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Anton Barrick

Description: a generic human male.

Stats:
STR: d10
DEX: d8
END: d8
SPD: d8
KNO: d8
WIS: d6
PER: d8
CHA: d6

HP: 34
SP: 28

Carry: 4/10

Items:
Helmet (d6 armor, head only)
Therma-Ray (DEX) (d8)
Fragment of the void
Human bone prayer beads

Money:0

i head to the void temple

[Pancaek]

"Well, how about that. I admit, I didn't really admit seeing an, a, forest? Ecosystem? here. It looks interesting, it's hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
Hlaine suddenly stops walking, one side of his face drooping slightly, his arms limp at his side. He's sweating profusely, one eye starting to wander slowly. He looks very unhealthy, more so than usual.

Suddenly a violent shudder goes throughout his body, and he snaps back to normal.
"hhhhhhholy fuck. Oh dear, am I having an alergic reaction to the plants? Am I going into anaph, afanalec, that bad alergic shock? Quick, how do my pupils look?"

((10 hp lost, telekesis acquired))

[IronyOwl]

"Well, how about that. I admit, I didn't really admit seeing an, a, forest? Ecosystem? here. It looks interesting, it's hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
Hlaine suddenly stops walking, one side of his face drooping slightly, his arms limp at his side. He's sweating profusely, one eye starting to wander slowly. He looks very unhealthy, more so than usual.

Suddenly a violent shudder goes throughout his body, and he snaps back to normal.
"hhhhhhholy fuck. Oh dear, am I having an alergic reaction to the plants? Am I going into anaph, afanalec, that bad alergic shock? Quick, how do my pupils look?"

((10 hp lost, telekesis acquired))

Gambatta looks askance at his impromptu companion, something approaching concern in his eyes.

"Like they're in the middle of a desert. Maybe you should avoid the living stuff and stick to the bare metal regions.

As for me, I'm gonna have me a chat with the locals!"

Go strike up a conversation with the farmers. How's their day been? What do they do here? What sells on the animal front, and to who?

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Gambatta Ganyaro

Description: A kooky old man wearing an elaborate martial arts gi under his discount armor. As a proud grandfather and respected martial arts instructor, he's looking forward to retirement. His idea of retirement involves things you're not allowed to do when people are depending on you to be alive.

30/30 HP
24/24 SP

1d6 Strength
1d8 Dexterity
1d10 Endurance
1d6 Speed
-
1d6 Knowledge
1d6 Wisdom
1d6 Perception
1d6 Charisma

Items (5/6):

Industral Tunic (300): 1d6 Torso/Abdomen Armor
Helmet (50): 1d6 Head Armor
Human Bone Prayer Beads (300)
Galactic Slugger (150)
Small Autocage (200)

[syvarris]

Kander sighs as he looks sidelong at Hlaine.  He shakes his head, then looks up at the towering wall of overgrowth in front of him.

"Well, kiddo, here we are.  The area out here is too exposed, most that's worthwhile will have already been picked clean.  Let's try and find a way inside.  The best artifacts will be deep."

Head into the jungle, and search for an entrance inside the engine, or the Enigma in general.  Keep the logbook out, and chart our progress.

Spoiler: Kander (click to show/hide)

Name: Kander Jattle

Appearance: A heavily built middle aged man with a gentle look in his eyes, that contrasts with a silver scar on the right side of his face which runs from his temple to his chin.  He's a veteran of a relatively minor uprising on a border planet, during which time he worked as a low level field officer.  He retired most of a decade ago after a severe head injury, and has been living comfortably and quietly off of his earnings from service.  He's enjoyed his quiet life, and isn't eager to go on dangerous adventures... but he was more or less begged to go on this expedition by his adoptive daughter, who was a child soldier he rescued during his military service.

Stats:
Str: d8
Dex: d4
End: d4
Spd: d4

Kno: d8
Wis: d4
Per: d8
Cha: d10

HP: 20/20
SP: 30/30

Items: 8/8
War Drum (1d8 str, 1d12 Cha Buff)
Small Autocage
Autoharness
Arclamp
Oxygen Mask + Tank
Oxygen Mask + Tank
Liquidoplas Bomb
Logbook


3* Filament Cartridges (Giver to Maxwell Hardberger)

[Fluffe9911]

"I do say my friend," Ozwald turns to Steve, his voice a southern debonair drawl. Looking him up and down, nodding satisfied to be in the company of a fashionable and glib tongued individual then offers him a hand in greeting "I am impressed, names Ozwald J. Hamond. Might I say it is a pleasure to meet a gentleman of equal tastes." if he takes it he'll find the 50 he needs to pay for the suit.

Steve firmly accepts the handshake "Likewise my friend! I'm glad I was able to assist you in pertaining something even remotely fashionable within this wasteland, after all a gentlemen should always look his part at least that's what my uncle always told me! Anyway once your done procuring your outfit come have a seat with me near the patio I feel we have much we can glean from each others insights and I always enjoy a nice talking partner to pass the time before a venture properly begins."

Go sit down at the nearest half decent looking table and wait.

Spoiler: Steve Goldwin (click to show/hide)

Name: Steve Goldwin
Appearance: Steve is a standard human with short brown hair wearing his favorite pair of gold trimmed shades and a grey business suit he likes to wear almost 24/7.

Stats:
Strength: D6
Dexterity: D4
Endurance: D6
Speed: D6
Knowledge: D4
Wisdom: D6
Perception: D6
Charisma: D12
HP: 22

SP: 28

Weapons:
War Drum (Str/Cha)(d8/d12)

Armor:
Wearing armor at the cost of fashion?!?! Nonsense!

Carry Weight: 6

Items: 6/6
Whistle (1)
War Drum (300)
Oxygen Tank (100)
Specimen Container(30)
Small autocage(200)
Biogel x2 (200)

Money: 169 (Nice)

[The Lupanian]

Follow the explorers into the jungle with my deathray at the ready

Spoiler: Terra (click to show/hide)

Name: Terra Iris

Appearance: A stocky, brooding woman with dark hair and darker eyes

Stats:
Strength: D8
Dexterity: D10
Endurance: D10
Speed: D4
Knowledge: D4
Wisdom: D4
Perception: D4
Charisma: D4

HP: 32

SP: 16

Weapons:
Deathray (dex xd10)

Armor:
Helm (d6 head)
Tunic (d6 body and abdomen)

Carry Weight: 8

Items:
Deathray
Arklamp
Biogel
Industrial Tunic
Helmet

Money: 0

[Ragnar the Råsh of Emal]

Make my way to the Universal Survey building. Ask about any mapping efforts.

Spoiler: Lorin (click to show/hide)

Name: Lorin Veritz

Appearance: A spindly man whose form nonetheless dominates a room with the ever-present addition of his Autoharness.

Stats:
Strength: D8
Dexterity: D8
Endurance: D4
Speed: D8
Knowledge: D10
Wisdom: D4
Perception: D4
Charisma: D4

HP: 28

SP: 22

Weapons:
Compression Blaster(Dex Xd8)
Mono-wire(Spd d10)

Armor:
None

Carry Weight: 8

Items:
Autoharness
Log Book
Specimen Container
Filament Gun
10 Filament Cartridges

Money: 0

[Egan_BW]

"Dad, everything is so big. Was this really a ship?"

Advance into the jungle ahead of Kendar. Keep Kendar safe. Watch for anything threatening him, slash it apart, take a hit for him if I can.
Clear a path through the plants with the monoblade or thermal ray if necessary.

Spoiler: Xeriay (click to show/hide)

Name: Xeriay Jattle

Appearance: A short and thin teenage girl, with hair bleached grey by the light of a harsh sun. The backs and palms of her hands are tattooed with eyes, and her arms with blades. Doesn't like to talk and jumps at unexpected sounds. She was recruited by a paramilitary cult from a young age and honed her skill with a blade until she was rescued by her adoptive father.

Strength: d6
Dexterity: d8
Endurance: d6
Speed: d10

Knowledge: d4
Wisdom: d8
Perception: d6
Charisma: d4

HP: 30/30
SP: 22/22
Armor: d6 head-torso-abdomen

Inventory 6/6
Mono-razor: (Spd) (Spd Roll, breaks on 1)
Therma-Ray: (Dex) (d8)
Biogel: (Recover d10 HP)
Arclamp: (Provides bright omnidirectional light.)
Helmet: (d6 armor, protects Head)
Industrial Tunic: (d6 Armor, protects Torso and Abdomen)

[syvarris]

"Indeed it was.  I don't know what theories there are about the Engima, specifically, but a ship this size was probably an entire colony unto itself.  An entire city, an entire culture, carrying everything they needed to live their lives along with them.  A generation ship, able to carry their people across inconceivable distances and timespans."

Kendar frowns.  "Of course, something seems to have gone wrong.  Generally you don't want to crash your city into a planet.  Maybe we'll be the ones to find out just what happened, if anyone ever does."

[Egan_BW]

Xeriay looks up to the overgrown engine with quiet awe.

"I hope so."

[syvarris]

Kendar chuckles, smiling slightly as he looks down at his awed daughter.  He pats her heavily on the helmet.  "I'm sure we'll find lots of amazing stuff here.  Just remember to be careful and keep your eyes open, kiddo.  This place is dangerous, and just about anything might be able to hurt you.  Don't go running off without me."

[Egan_BW]

"Yeah. Couldn't stand to leave you alone in this place anyways."

[Devastator]

Take a look at a couple of the busts.

Spoiler: Maxwell Hardberger (click to show/hide)

Description: Young, mid twenties kid with skinny limbs and body.  Ink enthusiast.

Strength d4
Dexterity d10
Endurance d6
Speed d10

Knowledge d4
Wisdom d6
Perception d6
Charisma d4

HP 30

SP 20

Filament Gun (100)
Death Ray (500)
Specimen Container (30)
Filament Cartridge (10)

Cash: 360