Current stats: 5 STR/7 DEX/11 MIND

Weapons
>Handgun
>Wand

Armor
>Giga Frame
>>Heat Resistance
>>Support Technique

Techniques
>Foie - Single fireball [Easy]
>Zonde - Single bolt of electricity [Easy]
>Barta - Line of icicles [Easy]
>Resta - Temporarily patches up the wounds of one person [Moderate]
>Shifta - Increase the speed and strength of party members [Moderate]
>Deband - Increase density and shear strength of skin and armor of party members [Moderate]

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Last Time:

You attempt to cast Barta, but the dragon reacts too quickly. With a flap of its wings, everyone is pushed back as the dragon takes to the air again. It flips to point its noes straight down and dives into a pool of molten metal some tens of meters away. The ground shakes beneath you.

The dragon's disappearance gives everyone a moment to breath.

Maia lifts her sword back up. “Well this is just great. Where'd it go?”

Elenor looks around. “Maybe we scared it off?”

The ground shakes beneath you.

> A. Stay put.

> B. Run toward the entrance-way

> C. Run toward the center of the rotunda

>>40606001
>C. Run toward the center of the rotunda
>Shifta

>>40606227
> C. Run toward the center of the rotunda
sorry got distracted watching nintendo world championship

>>40606265

Shifta and Deband are still in effect.

>>40606579
oh.

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“Let's move.” You lead the group toward the center of the rotunda. On the way, the ground behind gives a mighty groan and you see a bulge racing toward you. It shoots underneath you, sending the group into the air.

You land painfully on your back near Maiawynn. Ash and Elenor seems to have been strewn in separate directions. You notice the traveling bulge in the ground doubling back.

> A. Regroup

> B. Scatter

> C. Other (specify)

>>40606726
>surround and pursue
>Barta, causing pressure differences to crack the rock

>>40606726
> B. Scatter
resta as needed

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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>40606793
>>40606829

Rolled 2 (1d11)

>>40606793

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SRH-Ywpz1_I

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“We have to surround it!”

Everyone jumps to their feet and runs toward the traveling mass. You stand in front of it to cast barta. A weak stream of icicles shoots from your wand. Elenor takes shots to try to pierce the ground. None of your efforts are slowing it down.

As the bulge reaches the center of your group, the ground breaks and the dragon shoots into the sky. Lava is sent flying. Your frames sap most of the heat, but this leaves you and your friends sprayed with red hot pieces of rock.

The dragon drops down, rearing its wings into the air and welling fire up in its mouth.

> A. Retreat and regroup [DEX-Moderate]

> B. Duck underneath it to attack it's underbelly [DEX-Easy]

> C. Counter the dragon's fire head-on with barta [MIND-Hard]

>>40607198
> B. Duck underneath it to attack it's underbelly [DEX-Easy]

>>40607198
>B. Duck underneath it to attack it's underbelly [DEX-Easy]

Rolled 7 (1d7)

>>40607274
>>40607278

>>40607385
>>40607045
really?

Rolled 7 (1d7)

>>40607385

Well then.

>>40607407
>>40607406

Really.

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You dash underneath the dragon. Without missing a beat, the others follow you. It belches a torrent of fire while you watch from a safe distance.

Your team makes quick work capitalizing on the opportunity, slashing everything in sight. Every scale carves out by Ash and Maia is a target Elenor can use to get under its thick skin.

> A. Collapse its legs

> B. Take its tail

> C. Open up its underbelly.

>>40607471
> C. Open up its underbelly.

>>40607471
>A. Collapse its legs

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>40607515
>>40607535

Please tell me there's another quest ending soon that we can steal players from.

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You point above yourself. “Let's try to carve out its underside!”

Ash responds immediately, using all his strength to push the blade into the beast's belly. The Dragon gives a loud roar.

“Well, if he can do it...” Maiawynn plunges the sword into the dragon's belly. She and Ash slowly push forward towards each other until their cuts are connected. Elenor fires continuously into the gaping wound.

The dragon lets out a cry as it collapses forward, gives the group plenty of warning to get out of the way.

> A. Freeze the head [MIND-Easy]

> B. Have the hunters clip the wings

> C. Go for the tail.

>>40607877
> A. Freeze the head [MIND-Easy]

>>40607877
>> A. Freeze the head [MIND-Easy]
>> B. Have the hunters clip the wings

Rolled 1 (1d11)

>>40608008
>>40607916

Rolled 10 (1d11)

>>40608121

Rolling for catastrophic consequences

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Everyone is caked in warm, dried dragon blood. It smells of sulfur and rust. There's no time to dwell on hygiene, there are dragons to slay.

“Ash and Maia, work together to clip those wings. I want this thing to stay on the ground!”

Maia smirks, “Can do! Bet I'll finish mine first.”

“Elenor, you're with me!”

She reloads her rifle with an audible click. “Of course. The head, I presume?”

“Think you can blind it?”

Elenor smiles, “I'll certainly do my best!”

You stare the dragon down. “I am done with you. Barta!”

You let loose a stream of icicles. The dragon reflexively counters with fire breath. You are blown away.

Elenor looks back. “Pheonixia!” She is distracted just long enough for the dragon to bring its gaping jaws down on her. You are badly injured, but can still pick yourself back up.

You can see the dragon, bleeding from its mouth, wings, and belly. Ash and Maia have retreated a safe distance away. All that you see left of Elenor are her partially crushed legs, sparking electricity.

> A. Patch up your wounds and try to focus on a plan. [MIND-Moderate]

> B. Charge the dragon, make one last effort to freeze it. You might still have time to save what's left of Elenor. [MIND-Hard]

> C. Call out to the hunters (specify)

>>40608385
> A. Patch up your wounds and try to focus on a plan. [MIND-Moderate]

>>40608385
>A. Patch up your wounds and try to focus on a plan. [MIND-Moderate]
Would a lightning strike on the tail/back cause him to flinch open or flinch close the mouth?

>>40608717

Sorry, but no one in the group is familiar enough with dragon biology to answer that....except maybe Elenor.

Rolled 5 (1d11)

>>40608422
>>40608717

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You stagger a bit before casting resta on yourself, clearing up your burn marks and most of your small wounds. You stare the dragon in the face with hate in your eyes. “Give her back!”

The dragon ambles toward you, dripping putrid blood on the ground with each step.

> A. Strike it down with Zonde [MIND-Easy]

> B. Wait for it to come close, then freeze it [MIND-Moderate]

> C. Instruct the hunters to keep carving up the underside, despite the risk.

>>40608913
> A. Strike it down with Zonde [MIND-Easy

>>40608913
>B. Wait for it to come close, then freeze it [MIND-Moderate]

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>40608976
>>40609048

Rolled 2 (1d11)

>>40608976

>>40609213
why cant we roll well

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You raise your wand in the air, tears in your eyes. You can't focus on the spell, just the guilt of your friend being swallowed by that monster. No magic comes forth, and the dragon is upon you. It looks to swallow you to.

> A. One last try, counter his attack with Barta [MIND-Moderate]

> B. Duck underneath it, use its wounds to your advantage [DEX-Easy]

> C. Other (Specify)

>>40609320
> B. Duck underneath it, use its wounds to your advantage [DEX-Easy]
C cry because of dice

>>40609320
>C. Other (Specify)
Grab onto the head, drag Elena out while the others deal damage.

>>40609213
>>40609320
>>40609367
when you look at how the probabilities work, always having 2/stat chance of failing is kinda bullshit. It means that there will ALWAYS be a moderate chance of failure, more than a critfail on d20.

Either good equipment allows auto-success for some tasks, or expertise adds to the RESULT as opposed to pumping crystals to increase dice size.

>>40609448

Equipment makes rolls easier, and opens new options. Pumping crystals increases dice size. Failures will happen sometimes. More equipment will become available to you that will make failing less likely and reduce the consequences of said failure.

Also, keep in mind this is your first big boss type fight, and shit happens.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>40609367
>>40609371

>>40609525
>More equipment will become available to you that will make failing less likely
that's the part where I have a problem, because the minimum chance of failure is still much, much greater than 5% with [EASY]. If there's a difficulty tier below that that's auto-success or closer to 3%, then it's fine.

>>40609525
>>40609588
Let me rephrase: [EASY] has a greater than 10% chance of failure. Something is wrong with that, is what I'm getting at.

>>40609588

You've been a hunter for roughly a month now. More experience will afford you opportunities for better casting focuses, units, and training. Right now, you're a rookie who's brought some relatively inexperienced friends along to slay a dragon because that was the most politically expedient option for Tyrell's interests.

>>40609695
that is.....true.

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You stand, defiant of the dragon, and wait for the chance to grab onto its head. Miraculously, you dodge out of the way of the dragon's jaws and grab on to one of the bony protrusions on its face. You brace yourself against its horns as it flails about.

Ash and Maiawynn hack at the underbelly, desperate to free their friend. You have one hand on the dragon's horn, and one on your wand.

> A. Use your wand as a lightning rod, pour all the electrical energy in the building into one last attack channeled through the wand itself. [MIND-Trivial]

> B. Bash the back of the dragon's skull. [STR-Easy]

> C. Stick your wand into the dragon's eye. [DEX-Moderate]

>>40609695
>>40609736
My focus is on the future, because even at a MIND stat of, say, 20, the benefits of raising the stat further to decrease chance of failure start to drop off.

It would be more beneficial to specialize equipment to reduce difficulty ratings, while improving stats in a balanced matter to maximize chances.


>>40609805
wait, you didn't roll? Now I sound like a spoiled brat.
> B. Bash the back of the dragon's skull. [STR-Easy]

>>40609957

Creative write-ins get special treatment. And you already have a piece of equipment like that. Your support tech unit makes casting Shifta and Deband easier. Better units will be made available as the technology evolves. Pillaging Pioneer I will help.

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>>40609805
>A. Use your wand as a lightning rod, pour all the electrical energy in the building into one last attack channeled through the wand itself. [MIND-Trivial]
Sounds more effective then bopping the dragon on the head

>>40610020
I'm not talking about what we have now, I'm talking about the system that is implemented. There's just....not a lot of reason to pump crystals into a single stat. Specializing equipment is far more efficient than specializing stats.

>>40610097
yes, but I'm worried about frying our mechanical friend.

>>40609320
C. Hit it in the gut or throat with Barta with the aim of getting the bastard to cough up Elena. Maybe if we hit it in the right spot, he'll show us his lunch.

>>40610131

Yeah well, you guys keep voting to pump Mind rather than open up more STR or DEX options.

>>40610143
Ah shit, too late.
>>40609805
> A. Use your wand as a lightning rod, pour all the electrical energy in the building into one last attack channeled through the wand itself. [MIND-Trivial]
Fry his brain.

>>40609805
switching >>40609957 to
>Barta the back of the dragon's skull

>>40610156
at least, now I know what to vote for.

>>40610131
I find myself sharing your concerns, friend.

Rolled 3 (1d11)

>>40610143
>>40610184

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You channel your rage and your grief into a mass of photon energy that freezes blood spurting around you. A large crystal of ice materializes in front of your wand and shoots into the back of the dragon's head. It collapses, throwing you off.

You tumble a bit away as the dragon lets out a long, slow gurgle, rolling onto its side. Life leaves its eyes. The beast is slain. Ash runs over to you as Maiawynn carves the underside open.

Elenor falls out, battered by claw marks and acid burns. She's unresponsive. With Ash's help, you limp over to the dragon's carcass to check on your friend.

> A. Try to find some sort of fail-safe on her.

> B. Let your MAG look at her

> C. Other (specify)

>>40610516
>> B. Let your MAG look at her
>> C. Other (specify)
Resta, if that works

Also, look for Elenor's MAG, and get a diagnostic from it.

>>40610516
B. Let's see if we can get a comprehensive diagnosis.

>>40610516
> B. Let your MAG look at her
may as well attempt resta

>>40610516
> B. Let your MAG look at her

> C. Other (specify)

when in doubt, caste resta

Rolled 10 (1d11)

>>40610604
>>40610662
>>40610702
>>40610755

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You take a minute to gather yourself, using Resta to patch up the group.

“Arco, Wynn, try to find her MAG and work together to bring Elenor back.”

Arco floats over Elenor, flashing various beams into her frame. Wynn disappears into the carcass, bringing back Elenor's MAG. The two (three?) orbit around Elenor. Arco starts to flash a red circle onto Elenor's head.

Wynn floats up to your eyes and flashes pure Photon into your eyes. Your vision goes dark. You see a brief vision of a surgeon. When your eyesight returns, the MAGS are floating above Elenor's head. The hunters look very concerned.

Maia asks, “What just happened?”

> A. “We need to bring Elenor back to Pioneer 2”

> B. “Maia, I need you to cut open a hole in her casing using one of your daggers”

> C. “My MAG showed me a surgeon, I don't know what that means.”

>>40611042
>Is anyone here trained for emergency surgery? No? Damn.
> B. “Maia, I need you to cut open a hole in her casing using one of your daggers”

>>40611042
>B. “Maia, I need you to cut open a hole in her casing using one of your daggers”

>>40611042
A. If she needs surgery as the MAG suggests, then we need a proffessional, not DIY field job. She's mechanical, she condition will be stabil until we get her proper care. Til then, Resta.

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>>40611042
> A. “We need to bring Elenor back to Pioneer 2”

as >>40611177 said, this is not the best time to get our doctor's/mechanics (Docanics?) license. try to stabilize/ buy time to get her to Pioneer 2 with resta-spam

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“Maia, I need you to cut open a hole in her casing using one of your daggers.”

She stares at you as if you were insane. “Is that a good idea?”

You look at Elenor on thr ground, pause, and sigh. “...No. Please, just let me borrow one of them.”

“You're starting to worry me, but Nela has done stupider shit.” She hands you the dagger.

You carefully cut a circle in Elenor's head with the plasma weapon. The piece comes out clean. You see a shard of foreign metal cutting through a circuit. You reach in to grab it. It pricks your finger, and you lose consciousness.

> Continued

Rolled 8 (1d20)

Rolled 6 (1d19)

>>40611436
>>40611461
oh. I see where this is going. that's not good.

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You hear a voice. “Well it certainly took damned long enough!”

You can't see where it's coming from. It feels like you're floating. As your eyes clear, you appear to be floating in space! You see Ragol, but it appears...dead. Like Coral. Covered in desert with almost no greenery.

“New girl, over here.”

You turn around. There appears to be a ghost of a man in armor.

> A. “Who are you? Where am I?”

> B. “What happened to Ragol?”

> C. “Where are my friends?”

>>40611589
>A. “Who are you? Where am I?”

>>40611589
>B. “What happened to Ragol?”

>>40611589
> A. “Who are you? Where am I?”
> B. “What happened to Ragol?”

>>40611589
Shout out A B and C all in a row
waking up in space is a pretty good reason to panic, unless we''re secretly on Pioneer II

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“Who are you? Where am I?”

“Ah, I suppose that was rude of me... Sorry, the past three thousand years with one roommate has robbed me of my manners.” He clears his throat. “The name's Rudo, and you are taking a look into the Elsydeon.”

“What's 'The Elsydeon?'”

Another voice answers, “A sword made of an exceedingly rare metal that has been used in multiple encounters against forces beyond the comprehension of men.” The voice materializes into a purple haired man. “I am Hugh Thompson, another resident of Elsydeon.”

You feel a bit overwhelmed. “It's...nice to meet you? Let's put Elsydeon to the side for a second. Tell me what happened to Ragol.” You point to the planet below.

Hugh laughs, “Motavia? Nothing, it's as it always was. The biosphere is a bit sparse, but it's a nice enough place, at least if you're visiting the capital.”

> A. “All I saw was a shard of metal, no sword.”

> B. “Motavia? Wait, then where are you from?”

> C. “Why am I here?”

>>40612120
>"So, the shard I touched housed an internal space, either mental or one that is bigger on the inside than on the outside, where you dwell. What I am looking at is the planet in the past, is that right?"

>>40612120

>>40612172
>>"So, the shard I touched housed an internal space, either mental or one that is bigger on the inside than on the outside, where you dwell. What I am looking at is the planet in the past, is that right?"

seconding

>>40612120
>B. “Motavia? Wait, then where are you from?”

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"So, the shard I touched housed an internal space, either mental or one that is bigger on the inside than on the outside, where you dwell. What I am looking at is the planet in the past, is that right?"

Rudo mutters, “Great, another geek...”

Hugh smiles, “Yes it would certainly seem that way. This is Motavia as the last wielder of the Elsydeon remembers it, 2000 years past.”

Rudo adds, “That idiot is the one that broke it. At least before I had Rolf to talk to!”

Hugh continues, unfazed. “We assumed that the previous wielder broke the cycle. But seeing as you don't know the name of our planet, nor know it by its natural state, Chaz may have failed. The system is in great danger.”

“The Ragol I know is green and full of life. Why would a desert planet be preferable?”

“Because the natural life on Motavia should not try to kill without provocation!” Hugh looks very concerned. “Motavia is only ever green when a malevolent entity needs it to be so. It has served as a breeding ground for bio-monsters after every terraforming effort.”

“So what are we supposed to do, just leave? There's nowhere else to go.”

“Elsydeon chose you,” Rudo says, in a commanding tone. “Like it or not, you have to protect the system. And right now, that means taking out Mother Brain.”

> A. What is Mother Brain?

> B. What happened to the old inhabitants?

> C. I just want to go back, my friends need me.

>>40612548
>> A. What is Mother Brain?
>This shard was stuck in the brain circuitry of my friend. What is it doing to her, and how do I fix it?

>>40612548
>A. What is Mother Brain?

>>40612548
>>40612599
this

This sounds like a Phantasy Star 4 reference I'm missing.

>>40612655
All phantasy star references are PS4 references
get used to it
I don't get it either I'm just going with it

>>40612733
I know Chaz was the name of the protagonist in PS4, blonde kid who worked as a scout. It's been a long time since I played, though, so the intricacies of the story are lost on me.

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“What is Mother Brain?”

“It is an AI controlling several satellites and planetary control systems throughout Algol.” Hugh answers. “It was designed by a race of people from a far off, dead planet to wipe out the system of intelligent life to allow for colonization. If Motavia is indeed green again, then Mother Brain must be back, trying to accomplish its goal. Dark Force must not be far behind.”

“C'mon Hugh, you're overloading the poor girl,” Rudo interrupts, “She's got the shard now. We can fill her in when she's had a chance to sleep on it.”

“The shard!” You suddenly remember Elenor. “This shard was stuck in the brain circuitry of my friend. What is it doing to her, and how do I fix it?”

“Circuitry?” Rudo looks skeptical. “What, are you running around with a Wren unit or something?”

“Please, she needs my help!”

“I'm sorry, but since the shattering of the Elsydeon, we have had very little contact with the outside world. You'll have to figure that out on your own.” Hugh says. “Go to your friend, but remember to come back to us for guidance on how to protect...Ragol.”

Rudo adds, “Maybe have that robot pet of yours carry the shard around. It feels like it's got some laconium in it, might even be able to reforge us.”

You awaken with the shard clenched in your hand. You are being carried on Ash's back. Next to you is Maiawynn dragging Elenor in a makeshift sled. The shuttle is ahead.

Maia looks over to you. “Hey, perv. Looks like Pheonixia is finally awake now. No excuses for carrying her anymore.”

> A. How long was I out?

> B. Guys, we have big problems

> C. Other (specify)

>>40612913
>A. How long was I out?

>>40612913
>> A. How long was I out?

>>40612913
>I have just received intelligence that there is an AI out there actively turning the animals around here into bio-monsters, trying to kill us all.
>Deband
take no chances

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“How long was I out?”

Ash sets you down on your feet. “Round about... twenty minutes I'd say. You were just sitting there, staring into space. We decided to bring you back to the shuttle.”

“Elenor's still in bad shape,” Maia adds. “We need to send her to a roboticist soon. Her MAG is barely keeping her running.”

“Alright, we did what we set out to do. Let's go back to the ship.”

…

Maiawynn pilots the shuttle while Ash keeps an eye on you and Elenor. You turn the shard over in your palm, thinking about what happened earlier.

> A. Decide to send it to the lab in the morning.

> B. Give it to your MAG.

> C. Just put it away, look at it more when you get home.

>>40613198
> B. Give it to your MAG.
FEED

>>40613198
>B. Give it to your MAG.

>>40613198
>> A. Decide to BRING it to the lab in the morning.
Take a break. Study it ourselves. How else are we going to make highly dangerous experimental weapons?

>>40613198
>> B. Give it to your MAG.
Delicious alium metals

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“Arco, Wynn. Take a look at this thing, will you?”

They both probe the metal for a bit. Arco starts to absorb part of it. Wynn takes the other half. They meet in the middle of the shard and part again. The shard dissapears.

“Hey, are you supposed to feed MAGs metal like that?” Ash asks. “I thought they needed Photon.”

“You'll just have to tr-” Your mind is suddenly filled with images. Experiences from the eyes of two strangers. A gruesome image of a man killing his daughter them himself. The next image, a decaying monstrosity in a lab.

The last image is more vivid. Many strange men fill a room,, all dressed in alien robes. “Welcome to the spaceship, Noah.”

The voice of Rudo cries out. “We shall make you see how it feels to lose something that you love!”

Hugh joins him. “You have shown me the ugliness of continued existence.”

You come back to reality, shaken and confused, but you feel stronger for it. Ash looks terrified.

“It happened again! Are you okay? I think we need to send you to med bay.”

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Current stats: 7 STR/7 DEX/13 MIND

>End of part 7

>>40613472
Yay we're tripping balls
thanks for a lovely quest session!

>>40613452
>>40613472
aww, I wanted to research Laconium and the shard before trying that.

That's good for tonight. Next time, well. The game opens up...a lot. We are no longer railroading PSO episode I, so the choices will be very open ended.

Next session Sunday at 7 PM. Afterwards, I'm thinking about twice a week.

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I am pleased by this.