Heroica: Glory Amongst the Star - Mission #8: The Enigmatic Mr. Fix-It

[Classic_Spaceman]

4 hours ago, Kintobor said:

"The teachings of Buloros are... antithetical to, and do not align with the teaching of Irvator. In fact, the two deities have long held a grudge against each other. Bularos is a deity of nature and of destruction."

Yelana raised her eyebrow. 
"A grudge? Is there any indication that things could escalate between them?" 
 

[Dutch Thriceman]

6 hours ago, samurai-turtle said:

Noticing Yelana being quiet. Is Yelana asleep over there? 

 

1 hour ago, Classic_Spaceman said:

"Nope - Just listening. Last mission I was on, I worked with a priest of Varuth - Zaria, the Elf from the Hall - I read up on the Pantheon a little after I got back, but I didn't have much time to go in-depth. I had. . . other. . . things on my mind. . .

After downing the last bit of liquor from the bottle through it's fuel-hole Bers decides to butt into the conversation.

Unit designation B3R5 - 3rk
Power-fluid tanks at 93.67%
All systems nominal

"Well friends, this unit wonders when we'll arrive, I'm just about ready to go how about you two?"

[samurai-turtle]

6 hours ago, Kintobor said:

 

In regards to your second question, well, I tend to spend a lot of my time meditating in order to send out a message using the Tongues spell. It is the most advanced casting of that spell, allowing me to communicate with anyone in the known galaxy. Aluriel has long used this method of communication between ships and it's spaceports, as it is safe and unable to be interred with. You three will likely be on your own on your mission."

Well, you know me, so of. I guess you could tell me something, with this spell. And I believe my spiritual power is stronger than the other two, of my teammates. 

 

2 hours ago, Classic_Spaceman said:

Yelana raised her eyebrow. 
"A grudge? Is there any indication that things could escalate between them?" 
 

If it has been going on as long it seems, their always probably going to be fighting between the two groups. 

 

2 hours ago, Classic_Spaceman said:

 

"Nope - Just listening. Last mission I was on, I worked with a priest of Varuth - Zaria, the Elf from the Hall - I read up on the Pantheon a little after I got back, but I didn't have much time to go in-depth. I had. . . other. . . things on my mind. . . " 
 

I believe I talked to her a little bit in the "Hall". She was telling me a little bit about her "Travel God". 

 

57 minutes ago, Dutch Thriceman said:

 

After downing the last bit of liquor from the bottle through it's fuel-hole Bers decides to butt into the conversation.

Unit designation B3R5 - 3rk
Power-fluid tanks at 93.67%
All systems nominal

"Well friends, this unit wonders when we'll arrive, I'm just about ready to go how about you two?"

I think that is about everything. We should be their in a little bit, right Dayna? 

/// All systems ready to go. 

 

[Kintobor]

10 hours ago, Classic_Spaceman said:

Yelana raised her eyebrow. 
"A grudge? Is there any indication that things could escalate between them?"

"This grudge has been present since the founding of the pantheon by the Republic, perhaps before that. History has not been too kind to certain historical records. It has led to incidents in the past, but I assure you, the church of Belaros was the instigator in every incident." Vielight assures the group. "This is the outcome when you have radicals in your midst. I would not be too concerned at the moment. There is unrest everywhere, but Irvator's light shines brighter than it has in some time."

8 hours ago, samurai-turtle said:

 

Well, you know me, so of. I guess you could tell me something, with this spell. And I believe my spiritual power is stronger than the other two, of my teammates. 

I believe I talked to her a little bit in the "Hall". She was telling me a little bit about her "Travel God". 

I think that is about everything. We should be their in a little bit, right Dayna? 

/// All systems ready to go.

"I could!" Vielight responds with a smile. "If you continue to train and hone your mind, you could send me messages, too. Our devotion to the gods is what gives us these boons: her gifts given form to protect the beacon of civilization. It may seem odd that I am present on a ship full of privateers and spies, but their work is to ensure that shipping lanes are clear and that commerce and goods make it from port to port. The trade routes are the life blood of a healthy, prosperous civilization, and I am here fulfilling my vows as a priest of Irvator seeing that order and prosperity can be maintained in wild space."

At the mention of Varuth, Vielight's tense shoulders relax. "Varuth's priesthood are... eccentric, to say the least. Irvator and Varuth tend to get along: Irvator builds the roads which Varuth travels down, after all! It is quite hard to have a joyful hotelier without measures put in place to keep that hotel up and running! You three should understand: your organization is situated in an old hotel if I recall."

Vielight looks out one of the portholes, looking at the stars pass by.

"We should be in Aluriel's atmosphere within the next hour or two. I will leave the three of you to sort out your gear and prepare for your mission." Priestess Vielight gestures with her hands respectfully before curtsying, her ceremonial jewellery jangling as she does so. "May Irvator's light guide you in times of darkness, and be a beacon of strength and resolve. May the sun's warmth be at your backs to blind those who would harrow the gates of peace and order." With one final smile, she departs the heroes, leaving them to prepare.

Mission Master Note: Next update tomorrow will have you landing in Aluriel. Feel free to chat until then.

[Dutch Thriceman]

1 hour ago, Kintobor said:

"We should be in Aluriel's atmosphere within the next hour or two. I will leave the three of you to sort out your gear and prepare for your mission." Priestess Vielight gestures with her hands respectfully before curtsying, her ceremonial jewellery jangling as she does so. "May Irvator's light guide you in times of darkness, and be a beacon of strength and resolve. May the sun's warmth be at your backs to blind those who would harrow the gates of peace and order." With one final smile, she departs the heroes, leaving them to prepare.

Mission Master Note: Next update tomorrow will have you landing in Aluriel. Feel free to chat until then.

"Thank you friend Vielight, may Irvator's light guide you as well."

Bers says out of politeness and not so much out of any religious belief. As he begins to sharpen his Chain-Greatsword one last time before arrival.

[Kintobor]

---

The Satyr's Song rocks slightly as it's thrusters tilt in order to land at Docking Bay 3 in Zatharal. The porthole gives a glistening view of the city as ships lift and land among the shining spires and towers of the trade city. Beyond it, pristine lakes and great, grassy plains stretch into the horizon. A few lazy clouds roll through the pristine blue sky. Aluriel was the picture of beauty and serenity. The sound of the cabin door opening alerts the heroes of someone entering their temporary chambers.

"Beautiful, isn't she? As much as I have seen, and as much done, Aluriel, sweet Aluriel, I find my way back to thee." Ezra looks out the porthole longingly, a sense of calm washing over him. "It may be hard to imagine this, but this planet wasn't always so beautiful, so pristine. It... is a scar on our civilization." Ezra looks down at the floor, thinking on something before his attention returns to the heroes. "I have what you three asked for: here's a picture of Harrigan from his wanted poster." He hands the group a holopad with Harrigan's likeness on it. He is dressed for combat in oily and menacing power armour; rivets, spikes and pointy edges have been modified into the armour to make him look more intimidating. His beard, unkempt and ragged, gives him more mass than he already had. Even in picture form, he oozed an intimidating aura.
 

"Use this information however you will. Now then, if you will allow me, I will escort you down to the docking bay. Shall we?"

[Dutch Thriceman]

18 hours ago, Kintobor said:

 

"Use this information however you will. Now then, if you will allow me, I will escort you down to the docking bay. Shall we?"

"Yes thank you captain for this fleshbags picture, I like his style, very how do they say 'kawaii desu ne'. Also this unit is ready to go."

[samurai-turtle]

Spending most the time that was left meditating. Polaris then took a quick inventory check of her gear. When handed the picture of Harrigan...

I can't help but wonder if he would change his look. It would make sense if he wanted to make a change in his life. MILES make a copy of this picture. 

/// Processing... 

 

[Kintobor]

"That will be up for you to determine, Polaris. Remember: you are not here to kill Harrigan. I merely want you three to investigate and return to me with a report." Ezra leads the trio through the ship the hold, the cargo access lowered as crew members hurry about unloading and loading on goods. The presence of frost and a blow of cold air alerts the heroes to the cold outside. "Best of luck, and may the gods show you their favour." Ezra says as the heroes exit the Satyr's Song and out into Docking Bay 3. They quickly find their way into the spaceport's interior and out of the cold. The scent of fresh breads and homemade meals wafts through the mezzanine as travellers of all sizes and shapes usher about, some bundling up and others loosening hats and scarves. Vendors sell Yol'Yum treats and pipping hot stews while the sounds of a country band echo through the building, their cheery music causing some to stop and listen.

"And there was plums and prunes and cherries,
There were citrons and raisins and cinnamon, too.
There were nuts and cloves and berries,
And a shell that was nailed on with glue.
There were caraway seeds in abundance,
sure to work up a fine stomach ache.
It would kill a man twice after eating a slice
Of Miss Ogarty's Yol'Yum cake!"

The heroes quickly come to a bus terminal manned by a woman with thick rimmed glasses. Her uniform is neatly pressed and her gloves spotless of stains. Next to the terminal a duo linger around a cauldron overflowing with breads, fruits, and bottles of alcohol. The man in dark green robes is as pale as winter's snow, his fingers gnarled and thin. The woman wears a tattered, stained robe and carries a lantern in one hand and a datapad in another.

"Yol'Yum tidings to all! Donate to the poor, the sick, and the needy!"

"Harvest Week is here and upon us! Donate to those less fortunate! The Kindly Plague embraces us all!" The man slowly churns the cauldron as the elven woman looks up and motions for the heroes to step forward.

"This terminal is open!"

[samurai-turtle]

Another cold place. Polaris thought to her self. Is it some sort of destiny to be in these types of places. As she continues on threw the port a song caught her attention. 

4 hours ago, Kintobor said:

And there was plums and prunes and cherries,
There were citrons and raisins and cinnamon, too.
There were nuts and cloves and berries,
And a shell that was nailed on with glue.
There were caraway seeds in abundance,
sure to work up a fine stomach ache.
It would kill a man twice after eating a slice
Of Miss Ogarty's Yol'Yum cake!"

Wait are they serving poison food (in this song)? 

4 hours ago, Kintobor said:

"This terminal is open!"

Oh yes, what was the name of the place again? Knothole, we are trying to get to Knothole. 

[Dutch Thriceman]

Observing the hustle and bustle of the spaceport Bers takes in all the impressions of the place. He then turns to his two teammates.

"Alright friends, you lead, this unit will follow. I prefer it that way... friend Polaris, it is quite warm now that we are inside, at least according to my thermo-measurements. Are you still cold inside this spaceport? I hope you're not getting ill."

As Bers positions himself at the rear behind his two fellow partymembers.

Edited December 28, 2021 by Dutch Thriceman

[samurai-turtle]

6 hours ago, Dutch Thriceman said:

 

 

"Alright friends, you lead, this unit will follow. I prefer it that way... friend Polaris, it is quite warm now that we are inside, at least according to my thermo-measurements. Are you still cold inside this spaceport? I hope you're not getting ill."

 

What? No, I don't think so, It just that it takes organics longer to adjust to the temperature. That and my thick fur probably messing with your thermal sensors. But I was thinking, it might be my destiny to be in cold places like this. The last mission I was on the planet was most likely colder than this place. 

19 hours ago, Kintobor said:

"Harvest Week is here and upon us! Donate to those less fortunate! The Kindly Plague embraces us all!" The man slowly churns the cauldron as the elven woman looks up and motions for the heroes to step forward.

/// Did you say there was a "plague"? My friend has some medical training she might be able to help with your situation. 

[Classic_Spaceman]

On 12/22/2021 at 11:05 PM, Kintobor said:

"I have what you three asked for: here's a picture of Harrigan from his wanted poster." He hands the group a holopad with Harrigan's likeness on it. He is dressed for combat in oily and menacing power armour; rivets, spikes and pointy edges have been modified into the armour to make him look more intimidating. His beard, unkempt and ragged, gives him more mass than he already had. Even in picture form, he oozed an intimidating aura.
 

Yelana takes the datapad and scans the image, looking for any distinguishing features or marks on Harrigan's face. "I thought he had a cap. . . ", Yelana thought as she slid the datapad into her backpack, making sure that she had saved a backup image to her visor. 
 

OoC: 

Spoiler

Actions: De-Equip Translator Cube -> Equip Farsight Goggles -> Perception check on the image of Harrigan -> De-Equip Farsight Goggles -> Equip Hacking Chip -> Insight check (to determine why Harrigan is not wearing the metal cap that Ezra mentioned) -> Coding or Technology check to save the image -> De-Equip Hacking Chip and Re-Equip Translator Cube. 

On 12/23/2021 at 5:15 PM, Dutch Thriceman said:

"Yes thank you captain for this fleshbags picture, I like his style, very how do they say 'kawaii desu ne'. Also this unit is ready to go."

Yelana stifled a chuckle. 
"Same." 

 

On 12/27/2021 at 7:40 PM, Kintobor said:

"That will be up for you to determine, Polaris. Remember: you are not here to kill Harrigan. I merely want you three to investigate and return to me with a report."

"Understood." 
 

On 12/27/2021 at 7:40 PM, Kintobor said:

"Best of luck, and may the gods show you their favour." Ezra says as the heroes exit the Satyr's Song and out into Docking Bay 3. 

"Thank you - And you, as well." 
 

OoC: 

Spoiler

Yelana is making a point of being very respectful and polite here, but I am not sure if that would constitute some kind of check. 🤔

OoC: 

Spoiler

Getting caught up - The past week has been busy! 😬

 

Edited December 30, 2021 by Classic_Spaceman

[Classic_Spaceman]

20 hours ago, Kintobor said:

As she walks into the spaceport, Yelana stretches and cracks her neck. 
"Alright; no more walking on eggshells - Let's go find this guy." 
 

OoC: 

Spoiler

De-Equip Translator Cube and Equip Farsight Goggles. 

 

20 hours ago, Kintobor said:

Next to the terminal a duo linger around a cauldron overflowing with breads, fruits, and bottles of alcohol. The man in dark green robes is as pale as winter's snow, his fingers gnarled and thin. The woman wears a tattered, stained robe and carries a lantern in one hand and a datapad in another.

"Yol'Yum tidings to all! Donate to the poor, the sick, and the needy!"

"Harvest Week is here and upon us! Donate to those less fortunate! The Kindly Plague embraces us all!" The man slowly churns the cauldron as the elven woman looks up and motions for the heroes to step forward.

The Priests of Lorgothol having caught her eye as she walked through the crowded spaceport, Yelana took her wallet out of a pouch on her belt and opened the pyramid-shaped device with a flip of her wrist. Tapping twice and then swiping in the Priests' direction, Yelana snapped the wallet shut and put it back into her pocket, nodding to the woman with the datapad as she followed Polaris to the bus terminal. 
 

OoC: 

Spoiler

Ten Credits donated, taking Yelana's balance from 80 to 70. 

 

7 hours ago, Dutch Thriceman said:

"Alright friends, you lead, this unit will follow. I prefer it that way..."

Yelana looked over her shoulder at Bers. 
"Uh, okay - But don't worry about speaking up if you've got something to say. I'm cool with it - Polaris?" 
 

57 minutes ago, samurai-turtle said:

/// Did you say there was a "plague"? My friend has some medical training she might be able to help with your situation. 

"Huh? Oh, nonono - 'The Kindly Plague' is another name for Lorgothol. He's a member of the Pantheon; the god of illness - His priests devote their lives to taking care of the sick." 
Musing for a second, Yelana continues. 
"Lorgothol's actually the one deity in the Pantheon I was pretty familiar with before, like, last week; while most people know them for their charity work, the Priests are heavily involved in medical and biotech research." 
 

OoC: 

Spoiler

Stats updated, BTW. 

 

[Kintobor]

49 minutes ago, Classic_Spaceman said:

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Yelana is making a point of being very respectful and polite here, but I am not sure if that would constitute some kind of check. 🤔

 

No check needed.

50 minutes ago, Classic_Spaceman said:

Yelana takes the datapad and scans the image, looking for any distinguishing features or marks on Harrigan's face. "I thought he had a cap. . . ", Yelana thought as she handed the datapad back to Nezzar, after making sure that she had saved the image to her visor.

MM Note: So, almost everything you're asking for in terms of checks can be easily handed over to you without the need for one, as Ezra is more than willing to hand you over the datapad with Harrigan's picture to use as you see fit.

Yelana Perception Check (DC: 1/2): (1,2,2,5 +1 Success) Two Successes

Yelana can determine that the large chunk of metal sticking out of the left side of Harrigan's head is part of a metal cap covering his cranium. He isn't so much wearing a metal cap so much as one has been implanted onto the side of his head to cover a spot where his skull was damaged. The hair on his head therefore covers this cap and is thin here due to the cap covering the wound. Yelana also takes note that his left nostril has been crushed slightly, giving it a mashed in look.

16 hours ago, samurai-turtle said:

Oh yes, what was the name of the place again? Knothole, we are trying to get to Knothole. 

"Heading to the Fharwundi prefecture are we? Give me a moment." The attendant begins typing on the keyboard in front of her, looking at the clear monitor and parsing through a few options. "Well, the next shuttle bus out of Zatharal heading towards Knothole leaves in a half hour. I can book you three tickets for the shuttle and you three should arrive in Knothole within two hours. The fare for a two-way ticket is five credits." She looks to Polaris and the group expectantly.

1 hour ago, samurai-turtle said:

/// Did you say there was a "plague"? My friend has some medical training she might be able to help with your situation. 

"Oh, no. It is winter time here on Aluriel so various diseases and viruses are spreading as people huddle in doors, but nothing nearly constituting a plague is spreading across the land." The robed woman replies as the pale man in the back chuckles.

"Priestess Keva is quite right. We are here to collect charity and donations to give to the poor, the sick, and the needy during this Harvest Week. Not all among us have much time before their Embrace with Lorgothol, and we are here to ease their suffering and remind everyone of Lorgothol's teachings: the only certainty in life is that no one makes it out alive!" He laughs at his comment, ending in a wheezing cough, causing him to momentarily stop stirring the cauldron. "Apologies. Harvest Week and Yol'Yum are times of giving and charity, and Lorgothol reminds us that we are stronger of spirit and mind when we remember those less fortunate among us, especially during these festive times. Perhaps you have a coin to spare or an item you wish to donate?"

39 minutes ago, Classic_Spaceman said:

The Priests of Lorgothol having caught her eye as she walked through the crowded spaceport, Yelana took her wallet out of a pouch on her belt and opened the pyramid-shaped device with a flip of her wrist. Tapping twice and then swiping in the Priests' direction, Yelana snapped the wallet shut and put it back into her pocket, nodding to the woman with the datapad as she followed Polaris to the bus terminal.

"Huh? Oh, nonono - 'The Kindly Plague' is another name for Lorgothol. He's a member of the Pantheon; the god of illness - His priests devote their lives to taking care of the sick." 
Musing for a second, Yelana continues. 
"Lorgothol's actually the one deity in the Pantheon I was pretty familiar with before, like, last week; while most people know them for their charity work, the Priests are heavily involved in medical and biotech research."

"Well, that's one way to donate, I guess. You could've just tapped." Keva comments as the man stirring the cauldron laughs, his response in a quiet, wheezy voice.

"Ah, blessed be, my child! May Lorgothol's merriment and kindness go with you this season!" A soft, green glow illuminates the old priests gnarled, bony fingers as he waves to Yelana. She feels a brief feeling of calm and the smell of dirt before Priestess Keva steps forward from her spot, setting down the collections pad and lantern next to the cauldron.

"Lorgothol is the creator of pestilence and disease, not out of malice but as a reminder to be charitable and to live life to its fullest. Charity and good will to all beings is Lorgothol's main teachings, and his priests are to tend to the sick when need be, but the poor and downtrodden are also to be looked after."

"Indeed. As of right now, Priestess Keva and myself are here dressed as Resti and Lorgothol himself, respectively. Resti is one of Lorgothol's two heralds and it is she who is responsible for collecting the ingredients to the research necessary for finding cures for the various diseases and maladies Lorgothol cooks up as a reminder to be kind to one another. Although, to be granted, I am not quite as able as I used to be: I had to leave the giant tome that rests on Lorgothol's back behind. The prop has gotten a bit too taxing on my back."

-The Heroes-

Polaris Ursaring [with M.I.L.E.S.]  (samurai-turtle) -PARTY LEADER-
15 cycle old female "Chimeran" 
Character Points:  0 / 22 
Vitality:  8 / 8 
Velocity:  2
Strength: 2 
Skill:  3
Smarts:  2
Spirit:  2 / 2
Proficiencies: Coding 1*, Engineering 1 (+1, tool), Medicine 1 (+1, tool), Melee Weapons 2, Nature 2,  Short Range Weapons 1, Long Range Weapons 1, 
Spells:  Healing Light, Spirit Ally, 
Credits:  32
Equipment: Mecha Strike (Standard, Kinetic, Melee Range Weapon), Utility Belt (tool) Grants +1 Engineering or Medicine Check Success, 
Inventory:  Whirlwind Boomerang (Standard, Elemental, Short Range Weapon), Plasma Potion (x5), Pulse Cannon (Calibrated, Energy, Long Range Weapon),
 

Designation: B3R5 - 3rk (Dutch Thriceman)
Age: Unknown, Gender: Mechanical, Race: Adamite
Character Points: 0 / 14
Vitality: 6 / 6
Velocity: 2
Strength: 3
Skill: 2
Smarts: 1
Spirit: 1
Proficiencies: Melee Weapons 2, Intimidation 2, Athletics 2
Known Spells: None
Credits: 85
Equipment: Chain-Greatsword (Standard Kinetic Weapon) Mecha-Plate (Standard Kinetic Armour)
Inventory: Shield Booster, Energy Cell, Nanite Elixer, 2 Plasma Potions, Sawn-Off Shotgun (Standard Short Range Kinetic Weapon)


Yelana Fennix (Classic_Spaceman) 
Unknown age Female Human 
Character Points: 1/15 
Vitality: 6 
Velocity: 3 
Strength: 2 
Skill: 3 
Smarts: 4 
Spirit: 0 
Proficiencies: Artillery Weapons 1, Perception 1, Insight 1, Stealth 1, Sleight of Hand 1 
Known Spells: N/A 
Equipment: Modular Sniper Rifle (Calibrated Energy Artillery Weapon), Radiation Gauntlet (Standard Energy Armour), Farsight Goggles 
Inventory: Cloaking Generator, Hacking Chip, Translator Cube, Plasma Potion 2x 
Other: Minor Blessing of Lorgothol (+1 Success to the next Medicine Check made by this character. This blessing disappears after the check is made.)
Credits: 70

MM Note: If you have any questions regarding the blessing, please let me know.

[samurai-turtle]

2 hours ago, Classic_Spaceman said:

As she walks into the spaceport, Yelana stretches and cracks her neck. 
"Alright; no more walking on eggshells - Let's go find this guy." 

Yelana looked over her shoulder at Bers. 
"Uh, okay - But don't worry about speaking up if you've got something to say. I'm cool with it - Polaris?" 
 

You were walking on eggshells earlier? It was more of a surprise response than a question. 

Why would I object? 

1 hour ago, Kintobor said:

"Heading to the Fharwundi prefecture are we? Give me a moment." The attendant begins typing on the keyboard in front of her, looking at the clear monitor and parsing through a few options. "Well, the next shuttle bus out of Zatharal heading towards Knothole leaves in a half hour. I can book you three tickets for the shuttle and you three should arrive in Knothole within two hours. The fare for a two-way ticket is five credits." She looks to Polaris and the group expectantly. 



Is that the only option? Festivals like this sometimes have complimentary transportation back and forth between some places. 

1 hour ago, Kintobor said:

"Priestess Keva is quite right. We are here to collect charity and donations to give to the poor, the sick, and the needy during this Harvest Week. Not all among us have much time before their Embrace with Lorgothol, and we are here to ease their suffering and remind everyone of Lorgothol's teachings: the only certainty in life is that no one makes it out alive!" He laughs at his comment, ending in a wheezing cough, causing him to momentarily stop stirring the cauldron. "Apologies. Harvest Week and Yol'Yum are times of giving and charity, and Lorgothol reminds us that we are stronger of spirit and mind when we remember those less fortunate among us, especially during these festive times. Perhaps you have a coin to spare or an item you wish to donate?"

Sorry, I am kinda on a budget at moment. Maybe when I get back to the space port I might have something to give. 

1 hour ago, Kintobor said:

"Well, that's one way to donate, I guess. You could've just tapped." Keva comments as the man stirring the cauldron laughs, his response in a quiet, wheezy voice.

"Ah, blessed be, my child! May Lorgothol's merriment and kindness go with you this season!" A soft, green glow illuminates the old priests gnarled, bony fingers as he waves to Yelana. She feels a brief feeling of calm and the smell of dirt before Priestess Keva steps forward from her spot, setting down the collections pad and lantern next to the cauldron.

"Lorgothol is the creator of pestilence and disease, not out of malice but as a reminder to be charitable and to live life to its fullest. Charity and good will to all beings is Lorgothol's main teachings, and his priests are to tend to the sick when need be, but the poor and downtrodden are also to be looked after."

"Indeed. As of right now, Priestess Keva and myself are here dressed as Resti and Lorgothol himself, respectively. Resti is one of Lorgothol's two heralds and it is she who is responsible for collecting the ingredients to the research necessary for finding cures for the various diseases and maladies Lorgothol cooks up as a reminder to be kind to one another. Although, to be granted, I am not quite as able as I used to be: I had to leave the giant tome that rests on Lorgothol's back behind. The prop has gotten a bit too taxing on my back."

Noticing the "Priest" constantly coughing. Like MILES said I do have some medical training. And if you don't mind I could try to treat you. Polaris does a quick medical check of the "Priest". And then cast Healing Light on the "Priest". 

[Dutch Thriceman]

20 hours ago, Classic_Spaceman said:

 

Yelana looked over her shoulder at Bers. 
"Uh, okay - But don't worry about speaking up if you've got something to say. I'm cool with it - Polaris?"

 

"Don't worry friend Yelana, I will!"

19 hours ago, Kintobor said:

 

"Heading to the Fharwundi prefecture are we? Give me a moment." The attendant begins typing on the keyboard in front of her, looking at the clear monitor and parsing through a few options. "Well, the next shuttle bus out of Zatharal heading towards Knothole leaves in a half hour. I can book you three tickets for the shuttle and you three should arrive in Knothole within two hours. The fare for a two-way ticket is five credits." She looks to Polaris and the group expectantly.

Bers flat out ignoring the charity turns towards the attendant and transfers 5 credits.

"Here you go, one two-way ticket for this unit please."

85c - 5c = 80c

[Kintobor]

On 12/28/2021 at 6:50 PM, samurai-turtle said:

Is that the only option? Festivals like this sometimes have complimentary transportation back and forth between some places.

"Well... hmm..." The attendant types away on her keyboard again, looking to see what options might be available. "I am sorry, but I am not seeing anything that might be to your liking. Bus fares have already been adjusted to match holiday rates. Hmm..." The two priests of Lorgothol take note of Polaris as she speaks with the attendant.

On 12/28/2021 at 6:50 PM, samurai-turtle said:

Sorry, I am kinda on a budget at moment. Maybe when I get back to the space port I might have something to give. 

Noticing the "Priest" constantly coughing. Like MILES said I do have some medical training. And if you don't mind I could try to treat you. Polaris does a quick medical check of the "Priest". And then cast Healing Light on the "Priest". 

Polaris Medical Check (DC: 2): (1,3,5,6 +1 Success) Three Successes

Polaris' brief medical check provides her with some grim information. The green clad priest's cough is caused by a terminal illness, one which is eating away at his body's ability to pump blood through it and stay warm. Casting Healing light on the priest has an effect on him as his breath is less wheezy and sharp, but it is obvious that this is but a mere reprieve.

"Ah, bless, child. May the Kindly Plague bring you warmth and renew bonds of charity this season. I appreciate the reprieve, even if momentary. You seem to know a thing or two about medicine. Has anyone ever sat you down for a discussion about Lorgothol? I believe you might find some higher calling within our church.

Tell me, are you in need of credits?"

10 hours ago, Dutch Thriceman said:

"Here you go, one two-way ticket for this unit please."

The attendant takes Bers' credits and begins typing on the computer. She turns to the machine on her left and waits as a sturdy paper ticket is printed out. She hands it to the adamite.

"One bus ticket to Knothole, two way. Please do not lose this, and enjoy your trip!"

[Dutch Thriceman]

36 minutes ago, Kintobor said:

The attendant takes Bers' credits and begins typing on the computer. She turns to the machine on her left and waits as a sturdy paper ticket is printed out. She hands it to the adamite.

 

"One bus ticket to Knothole, two way. Please do not lose this, and enjoy your trip!"

"Processing, thanks."

Bers takes the ticket and pockets it, then proceeds to once again hang back as he observes his party members.

[Classic_Spaceman]

On 12/28/2021 at 4:46 PM, Kintobor said:

No check needed.

MM Note: So, almost everything you're asking for in terms of checks can be easily handed over to you without the need for one, as Ezra is more than willing to hand you over the datapad with Harrigan's picture to use as you see fit.

OoC: 

Spoiler

OK - In that case, Yelana will take the datapad, but still make a copy on her visor as a backup.  

 

On 12/28/2021 at 6:50 PM, samurai-turtle said:

Why would I object? 

Yelana shrugged. 
"Eh. I was just checking." 
 

On 12/28/2021 at 4:46 PM, Kintobor said:

"Heading to the Fharwundi prefecture are we? Give me a moment." The attendant begins typing on the keyboard in front of her, looking at the clear monitor and parsing through a few options. "Well, the next shuttle bus out of Zatharal heading towards Knothole leaves in a half hour. I can book you three tickets for the shuttle and you three should arrive in Knothole within two hours. The fare for a two-way ticket is five credits." She looks to Polaris and the group expectantly.

On 12/28/2021 at 6:50 PM, samurai-turtle said:

Is that the only option? Festivals like this sometimes have complimentary transportation back and forth between some places. 

7 hours ago, Kintobor said:

"Well... hmm..." The attendant types away on her keyboard again, looking to see what options might be available. "I am sorry, but I am not seeing anything that might be to your liking. Bus fares have already been adjusted to match holiday rates. Hmm..." The two priests of Lorgothol take note of Polaris as she speaks with the attendant.

Yelana reaches forward to the attendant, flipping open her wallet and scanning ten Credits over; "Two tickets to Knothole, please - Her's on me." She turned to Polaris and whispered, putting the wallet back into her pocket; "We're holding up the line; let's just go. . . Actually. . . " 


OoC: 

Spoiler

Credits now down to 60. 
De-Equip Farsight Goggles -> Equip Translator Cube. 

 

[Classic_Spaceman]

On 12/28/2021 at 4:46 PM, Kintobor said:

"Ah, blessed be, my child! May Lorgothol's merriment and kindness go with you this season!" A soft, green glow illuminates the old priests gnarled, bony fingers as he waves to Yelana. She feels a brief feeling of calm and the smell of dirt before Priestess Keva steps forward from her spot, setting down the collections pad and lantern next to the cauldron.

Taking a deep breath, Yelana bows her head. 
"Thank you." 

 

18 minutes ago, Classic_Spaceman said:

"We're holding up the line; let's just go. . . Actually. . . " 

Yelana steps out of the line and approaches the Priests. 
"Priestess Keva, may I ask your advice? An. . . acquaintance of mine suffered an injury to the side of his head, leaving his nose deformed on one side - Would you happen to know of any remedies for this? I may have an image of him, if that would help you any." 


OoC: 

Spoiler

This is a Persuasion check (with Translator Cube equipped) to get the priests to perform a Medicine check on the picture of Harrigan, in order to determine if he could have gotten his nose fixed since the picture was taken. 

 

[samurai-turtle]

10 hours ago, Kintobor said:

 

Polaris' brief medical check provides her with some grim information. The green clad priest's cough is caused by a terminal illness, one which is eating away at his body's ability to pump blood through it and stay warm. Casting Healing light on the priest has an effect on him as his breath is less wheezy and sharp, but it is obvious that this is but a mere reprieve.

"Ah, bless, child. May the Kindly Plague bring you warmth and renew bonds of charity this season. I appreciate the reprieve, even if momentary. You seem to know a thing or two about medicine. Has anyone ever sat you down for a discussion about Lorgothol? I believe you might find some higher calling within our church.

Tell me, are you in need of credits?"

That should help a little bit. I am just sorry I could not do more. But I think you know that already, how bad your condition might be... I think it depends on how much time I have before my transport leaves. But could I ask you two about a different deity, mostly if you ever heard of her? 

Do I need credits? Don't we all? But I am not flat broke yet. Like I said I am on budget at the moment. Don't want to spend everything I have all in one shot. Might need to have some more credits for overnight boarding. 

2 hours ago, Classic_Spaceman said:

OoC: 

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OK - In that case, Yelana will take the datapad, but still make a copy on her visor as a backup.  

 

Yelana reaches forward to the attendant, flipping open her wallet and scanning ten Credits over; "Two tickets to Knothole, please - Her's on me." She turned to Polaris and whispered, putting the wallet back into her pocket; "We're holding up the line; let's just go. . . Actually. . . " 

OoC: 

  Reveal hidden contents

Credits now down to 60. 
De-Equip Farsight Goggles -> Equip Translator Cube. 

 

I am? Polaris takes a quick look around. 

OH, thank for the ticket. 

[Dutch Thriceman]

6 hours ago, Classic_Spaceman said:

Yelana reaches forward to the attendant, flipping open her wallet and scanning ten Credits over; "Two tickets to Knothole, please - Her's on me." She turned to Polaris and whispered, putting the wallet back into her pocket; "We're holding up the line; let's just go. . . Actually. . . "

 

3 hours ago, samurai-turtle said:

I am? Polaris takes a quick look around. 

OH, thank for the ticket. 

"Don't worry friends, if any flesh-sacks get pushy they'll have to get through this unit first, we can hold up the line as long as is necessary."

[Kintobor]

11 hours ago, Classic_Spaceman said:

Yelana reaches forward to the attendant, flipping open her wallet and scanning ten Credits over; "Two tickets to Knothole, please - Her's on me." She turned to Polaris and whispered, putting the wallet back into her pocket; "We're holding up the line; let's just go. . . Actually. . . "

The attendant taps in a few commands into the keyboard and turns to the ticket machine as it prints out two more tickets.

"Thank you, and enjoy your trip! The bus is just outside through the main entrance in Bus Station Two. Next in line, please step forward!" The attendant motions for a group of dwarves to step forward as the heroes move to the side.

10 hours ago, Classic_Spaceman said:

Yelana steps out of the line and approaches the Priests. 
"Priestess Keva, may I ask your advice? An. . . acquaintance of mine suffered an injury to the side of his head, leaving his nose deformed on one side - Would you happen to know of any remedies for this? I may have an image of him, if that would help you any."

Keva looks over the photo and scratches her chin with her leather gloved hand.

"Well, magic and science can do some pretty impressive stuff, but both methods are costly. These types of situations aren't your average medical procedures, either. I've heard of some doctors turning to prosthesis to help soldiers acclimate back into civilian life after some truly grizzly injuries regarding the face, and magical glamours can disguise some injuries, but a full recovery is a fairly expensive process regarding rebuilding a nose, believe it or not."

8 hours ago, samurai-turtle said:

That should help a little bit. I am just sorry I could not do more. But I think you know that already, how bad your condition might be... I think it depends on how much time I have before my transport leaves. But could I ask you two about a different deity, mostly if you ever heard of her? 

Do I need credits? Don't we all? But I am not flat broke yet. Like I said I am on budget at the moment. Don't want to spend everything I have all in one shot. Might need to have some more credits for overnight boarding. 

I am? Polaris takes a quick look around. 

OH, thank for the ticket. 

"Well, if you would like I can send a message to our central church and see if I can get someone to speak to you later if you're in a hurry. Where are you from?" The priest nods at the question being asked. "I have all the time in the world... well, no, not really, but I have enough time to answer any questions you may have. If it is regarding the faiths in the galaxy I can try my best to give you an answer, so please, ask away."

Polaris Perception Check (DC: 1/3): (4,5,6) Three Successes

There is a lot of activity happening in the space port, enough to make some dizzy. Looking through the crowds, Polaris can see a few notable persons of interest. Heading in the direction of Bus Station Two is a man in a dark red cloak and a stuffy look suit being followed by two figures in similar garb as the attendant selling tickets. The two spaceport workers carry with them a large wooden trunk. Behind them, far less noticeable are two figures in unassuming traveller's cloaks. One has a rifle slung around their back, the other carries a walking stick. Beneath their cloaks, the green hues of their clothes stick out like torches in the dark.

[samurai-turtle]

2 hours ago, Kintobor said:

 

 

"Well, if you would like I can send a message to our central church and see if I can get someone to speak to you later if you're in a hurry. Where are you from?" The priest nods at the question being asked. "I have all the time in the world... well, no, not really, but I have enough time to answer any questions you may have. If it is regarding the faiths in the galaxy I can try my best to give you an answer, so please, ask away."

Polaris Perception Check (DC: 1/3): (4,5,6) Three Successes

There is a lot of activity happening in the space port, enough to make some dizzy. Looking through the crowds, Polaris can see a few notable persons of interest. Heading in the direction of Bus Station Two is a man in a dark red cloak and a stuffy look suit being followed by two figures in similar garb as the attendant selling tickets. The two spaceport workers carry with them a large wooden trunk. Behind them, far less noticeable are two figures in unassuming traveller's cloaks. One has a rifle slung around their back, the other carries a walking stick. Beneath their cloaks, the green hues of their clothes stick out like torches in the dark.

If you have some sort of pamphlet, I guess you could send it to Polaris Ursaring. I am currently stationed at the Heroic Hall on the Ebria Station. As for my question, have you two ever heard of (for lack of a better term) a "Snow Queen" she's a humanoid female with blond hair and wearing a blue dress and might be hanging out with a creature called a Crystalgon, plus she is some sort of nature spirit. 

Bers, Yelana take a quick look around and tell me if you spot anyone of interest. I might of spotted at least four "persons".