wererat – Mission Log: Hugh's Starfinder Campaign

Flying High Again

Posted on 22 Sarenith, 325 AG - 22 Sarenith, 325 AG by wererat

So far since our crew met back up, we’ve fought a giant slug (Widget scared it off), several flying feathered serpents (also scared off), several exsanguinated creatures, and a lot of coolant. Oh, and eventually the wrecked ship. It took a while, following debris, to eventually find the wreck. We’d already convinced Widget to fly up 100′ so we could make a map. He saw:

Northwest: glinting metal a mile away– that would be the shipwreck.
Northeast: partially collapsed track from a grav train.
South southeast: wooden structures in the trees, about 2 or 3 miles away.
Far north: rusted metal spires poking up through a jungle, at least 10 miles out.
East: spires of another ruined city, 8 to 10 miles away.

When we finally found the wreckage, we discovered one of the crew had rigged up the emergency beacon with a simple solar-panel to keep the battery charged. The rest of the ship was obviously ransacked, but we didn’t find bodies. We did find a note which sorta looks like Amber’s writing, but it’s covered in mud. Hoping we can get it dry to read.

From what little we can make out of Amber’s note, the natives are unfriendly to hostile, so we are heading north, where we hope they went, to the … forbidden zone.

Walk the Dinosaur

Posted on 28 Desnus, 325 AG - 22 Sarenith, 325 AG by wererat

This is terrible. We are fairly lost. I’ve contacted the rest of the crew, and they are heading towards us. We think. Meanwhile, our escape pod has become a toy for what looks like a tyrannosaurus. Guess Akiton isn’t the only planet lucky enough to have them. In spite of us staying perfectly still, the dinosaur insists on kicking the pod around. Brock and I-9 both managed to tumble out before we could reclose the door.

Once our friends got to us, we collected the bots. I-9 was, thankfully, unharmed. Brock’s robot body is somewhat flattened, but his virtual self will be back on the ship before we can get there. I-9 is a decent engineer; he and VI Brock can build a new body, while we look for the Starfinder Society crew.

It’s not looking good so far. We’ve seen some scary stuff. First we saw a large 6-legged wildcat up in a tree. Then, a dead primate (4-limbed), that looked like (had it been alive) it had membranes for gliding. It also had rudimentary clothing and a small metal knife. We left him as we found him. Just as we were leaving him, Sresaka turned to find a huge slug with what looks like rows of razor-sharp teeth in a 4-sided mouth. Hope it’s no faster than the normal garden snail. I think Widget has a salt cylinder. Hope he packed it.

Should I Stay or Should I Go

Posted on 12 Desnus, 325 AG by wererat

We spent hours getting the station set up to be safe. I needed more time to get the communication array working so I could report back to Venn. But I would likely have plenty of time. We said goodbye to our friends and made sure they made it down to the planet safely. They had a window of time when the magic barrier was thinner; we determined that their sun was the cause, so it was somewhat predictable. This current thinning was set to go several hours, and maybe I’d not hear from them for five days.

They were able to say, before they found a safe place to land, that they could see the wreck of the Starfinder Society’s ship. The PDSU was to land twelve miles away from it, on a plateau.

It turned out that it wasn’t too difficult to put the station in geosynchronous orbit. I will never know if that was what caught the attention of a Swarm scout ship. I did know that they were headed straight towards me, and would be here in nine minutes. I tucked the bots into the escape pod, set an auto distruct to blow up the station a few minutes after their arrival.

We snuck out the back, aiming our pod as best we could towards where our crew ended up. I do have a problem. I am having more trouble with contacting them. I think I’m landing halfway between the ship and the crew. I do know two tiny and one small bot will be difficult to carry, if the anti-tech (pro-magic?) field gets too strong.

And I have a second problem. We adjusted the coordinates to leave the station heading the other direction, and though we’ll land near the PDSU, I won’t find it easily without a compass or some coordinates. If I could see the station to… oh… yeah okay, I know where the station is was.

Please Don’t Go

Posted on 11 Desnus, 325 AG by wererat

I, too, am worried about the bots. Heck. I’m worried about the whole ship, crew, Starfinders, and this decrepit station. I finally did some math and real7zed the history only goes back to the Gap. Of course. I wonder if they noticed. I wonder if any if the people are out there, maybe in some sort of generation ship.

So, I think the bots and I will stay up here. We figured out how to make a little “care package” to drop to the area where we think the distress call was. A reply could mean the bots are safer down there, but none so far.

I plan to keep an escape pod here if I get word it’s safe for us to come down. If I get another distress call, I will likely stay here to send calls to Absalom Station– Venn, specifically.

Widget tells me the bots have helpfully put “useful stuff” in the escape pod “Please Don’t Go,” for me to use here and for if we need to leave suddenly. I’ll go through it before the ship leaves. Hmm. Maybe I should keep the “Should I Stay or Should I Go” escape pod as well, just for all the stuff the bots want to keep.

Radio, radio, radio, radioactive

Posted on 27 Gozran, 325 AG by wererat

We docked with a station above the planet we now know is called Cavan. I admit to not feeling so well, and even Sresaka is looking less green around the gills. We’ve encountered non-shielded radioactivity. We fixed that first, of course!

In due course, we checked every room, stateroom, and dining areas, finding 19 year’s worth of records from 302 year’s ago, as well as some datapads. We did learn that the former occupants looked a bit like the kathasis– only two arms though. But tall, with elongated skulls. And the handy fueling cum research station.

They had no interstellar travel, these “calvanites,” but they did manage the 50′ diameter space station, and had records on their reseach, and station sensors. Oh, and also the massive energy spike that must have wiped out all the planet’s tech, as well as, I’m guessing, the population of the planet. Unless they are hiding. The spike was caused by an attempt to create clean energy. We’ll go through the research data to see what happened. We are 302 years too late to help the original occupants, but hopefully the Starfinder Society group is okay.

Now to determine if they are in the jungles below, or in one of the ruined cities. Widget is concerned that tech won’t work down there, and he’s probably concerned that he’s tech himself.