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The team will have one week of game time to do whatever they want to do. The town is rebuilding, but most facilities are intact. Write an interlude for 1 or 2 XP (retroactive) of what you are doing during this week.


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The week passed reasonably quickly for Conrad, as he carried out repairs and maintenance to the ATVs and both Glitter Boys. With help from one of the local techs, he was able to modify his ATV further, installing an upgrade on his ATV.

There was more work to be done around town; the attack by the Necromancer and the Murder Wraiths had caused damage, coupled with the destruction of the warehouse and damage to the docks from Johnny’s shooting during their initial reconnaissance, which had almost gone tragically wrong. With his engineering skills, he was able to assist in the speedy construction of a replacement warehouse and other repairs around the river town.

He took some time to talk to the rest of the squad. Norona he’d known for longest and that had only been for a few days. However, seeing Deezy and talking to Tarin before he left brought up memories as he slept.

“Conrad, you under that Samson armour or did you finally hire a competent operator to work for us?” An middle aged man with fading red hair shouted across the packed garage. Conrad chuckled at their old joke.

“No sign of anybody competent in this workshop Klatta. Even the crusty old ones whose eyes are going blind and can’t tell a spanner from a welder.” He shouted back, waving his foot as a hello.

He twisted the spanner he was holding, untightening a bolt holding access to a control panel inside the leg. Between his strength and weight, generally he could get most bolts open without resorting to machinery and it was a point of pride with him that he did so. The circuits in the leg of this Samson armour had short circuited whilst in use, causing the jump jets to only partially fire and the armour had flown sideways into a building. The pilot had survived, though concussed.

“Better that, than trying to hold together that ATV of yours with nothing but duct tape and superglue,” Klatta continued.

“I’ll have you know that glue was the kraziest I could find. Maybe you should get your daughter to work for us. Show us how it’s all done.”

“Well, if she ever came home,”
Klatta responded wistfully, “that would be a lot easier if she ever learned to drive. Next time she comes back, you happy to teach her the basics, though I’d be happier if she didn’t learn some of those stunts you pull?”

“And what’s wrong with my driving?”
Conrad pouted, pretending to be hurt by the commentary on his driving style, “I’ll have you know that spinning an ATV sideways around a building at 60mph is perfectly normal.”

Klatta gave Conrad a reproachful look, wagging his finger at the younger Grackletooth, “I lost my lunch on that stunt, never again.”

“There’s hot coffee in the office, including that pitcher you call a mug Conrad,”
an older female voice called out from a side office, “and there is an officer here to see you Conrad. I think it’s something important.”


Sliding out from underneath the Samson, Conrad cleaned his clawed hands on an industrial strength towel as Klatta shrugged, not knowing what was going on either. Conrad walked into the office, ducking down and shifting slightly to the side in order to get through the door. Things were always a bit awkward considering his size. He didn’t use the office much, which is why he’d never gotten around to altering the door. Always one more job that needed doing.

“I’ll leave you to it,” Mrs Klatta said, removing herself from the office, closing the door behind her. She was the sensible one out of them, though she and her husband didn’t hold much with Conrad actually signing up to the Tolkeen army. Thankfully so far, he’d been deployed to the motor pool, hence the Samson being on the shop floor. Perhaps the officer needed an upgrade or wanted to get a piece of equipment pushed up the schedule.

The guards stood outside their shop door suggested otherwise, as did the ornate armour with magical (he presumed) sigils that the officer wore. He stood tall and proud, but his face had scars which said he had seen combat.

“My name is Warlord Darrin Bane, commander North Area defense forces. We are sending relief forces out to a border post which has been hard pressed by Coalition forces out on the FOM border. Some of the troops there are mercenaries and technology users, not the magic arts and I understand you are a competent operator to repair their gear.”


Conrad looked quizzically at the Warlord, “I’m happy to go out, but if I may ask a question Warlord?” Warlord Bane nodded for Conrad to continue, “Why me and why come in person? I am sure that a Warlord has far better things to be doing than to order a lowly sergeant to go on a mission. Don’t you have lots of subordinates to do this for you?”

Warlord Bane chuckled softly, “One of the Seers told me you had to go. No details, but insistent that you do so. I came to find out why,” he explained, “but so far I’m not seeing the reason.”

Conrad was puzzled and it was evident across his face.

“Alrighty chumm… Sir,” he corrected himself, he was always pretty chatty and informal with people, but he was sure that would not fly in this case, “can’t say why either. Not really one for that magical stuff. I shall get my gear together. Am I providing my own vehicle? It has my gear already installed.”
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Several days later
“Sergeant Conrad, Captain Turne went down in that last attack by those things. He’s rambling about the eyes,” the Corporal (a Trimadore called Harlet) reported in hurriedly, “most of the NCOs are down. You are in charge now.”

‘Frak’ Conrad thought, ‘how the hell had it ended up like this with him in charge. He was an operator damn it, not a battlefield commander.’ Now here he was, stood in a trench fortification in the middle of the night. “Give me a sit-rep.” he ordered, trying to sound like he knew what he was doing.

“Most of the mages are exhausted and we lost three people in that last raid; we have an ample supply of wooden stakes and clubs, but it will be another three hours until dawn.”

“We’re not going to survive another attack like that,” Conrad spat some blood into the dirt. One of the buggers had connected a fierce punch into his jaw and now it was sore as hell, “but we are not just going to roll over for them.”

Having seen them up close, these things were feral and one of the mages, Baggit he thought had been the name, had said this was behaviour consistent with no master being around to direct them and they were acting on instinct. Unfortunately, Baggit’s throat had been ripped out during the second attack and nobody else knew a lot on Vampires past a few basics. All the blood must have driven them wild and woken them, because this place had only been occupied for a few weeks. If things continued like this, then they were going to get overrun. They needed reinforcements and to not have to worry about their flank.

“Get that Coalition lieutenant on the line. The only way we are surviving tonight is by working together.”


“But sir, you want us to work with the Coalition after everything that happened?” Corporal Harlet sounded incredulous.

“Enemy of my enemy and all that. If we can make it through to dawn, then we can worry about the Coalition, but right now, we need bodies to hold them off.” The Trimadore remained incredulous and paused.

“Do it,” he ordered, knowing that it would be a controversial order. If they survived, then they could court martial him later. “Bloody Seers,” Conrad swore, “could have been happily back in my garage.”

He woke up, rubbing his eyes as dawn peaked through the panels on the ATV. That was a hell of a set of memories to get dragged up. Must have been the Murder Wraiths and seeing Deezy that dredged all that up, considering he tried to forget about most of it. He missed Deezy’s parents and he’d never gotten chance to show Deezy how to drive. Maybe now was time to start.

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Mon Oct 09, 2017 5:57 am
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Ahh, man. How long had it been since she'd just gotten to sit down and MAKE stuff?

Deezy fitted her goggles down over her eyes and adjusted the focus to magnify the pieces she had spread out over the workbench in front of her. For all her apparent flightiness, she had a knack for keeping little bits in order and remembering how they fit together. Putting something together wrong ground her gears...it was the mental equivalent of having a pebble in a shoe.

Hmm...animated shoe, will spit pebbles out? Maybe massage feet? Stay focused!

The diamonds she'd found in the old owner's stash were high quality too. You didn't get gems that size that were pure enough for storage very often. Just knocking over an old jewelry store wouldn't do, wouldn't do at all. He must have been successful.

She found herself feeling bad he was gone. Even if it meant she could get something out of it. He'd probably made a lot of people happy. Would she be doing the same? Taking his stuff and hauling it miles away to sell gear to mercenaries and revolutionaries? Well, sure...those guys would go out and do good things then. The Tomorrow Legion was like that. And she'd still go out and help too. Between orders.

Hoo, how was that going to work?

Deezy produced a metal rod with a crystal on the end. It flared bright red as she touched it to a circuit board that had been broken in half. Where it touched the board material, and the wires of bronze she was holding up to it, the two dissimilar compounds merged together. For several minutes the work absorbed her completely.

Then she decided...the folks of the town deserved to get something. They'd lost so much. Sure, Deezy and the rest of the Legion team had freed them from a terrible fate...but what about tomorrow? This was the Tomorrow Legion, wasn't it? It was! She wasn't going to just pack up and leave them practically helpless!

The wheels of her chair were a little mismatched, and went klunky klunky klunky as she spun around and pushed off the bench and rolled across the backroom of the old garage to where she had a bunch of the stuff she wasn't using at the moment stacked up. A review of the old inventory. That was healthy!

Man, it seemed like so MUCH when she first found it, but now that she had a real project in mind...she was going to need more. And different. Still, Deezy was pretty sure she could work something out. She brought out a sketchpad and started spitballing ideas. They started out as fifty-foot tall warbots powered by ley lines who could link arms and merge together to form a perimeter forcefield around the whole town... Then maybe just one fifty-foot tall warbot, that could transform into a mecha-dragon. Or okay, it didn't have to do that. And fifty feet might be overkill. Twenty? Ten? A floaty laser drone? Maybe...just...like a way to call for help?

Ugh. Sometimes it felt like she was never going get where she wanted to be. Times like that, Deezy really felt where her Dad and Mom ought to be standing. Like little bits of space that were...emptier than they ought to be. Same amount of air and microbes and dust and little bits of all the other stuff space on the planet usually had. Just somehow emptier, all the same.

Then Deezy saw the workbench all covered in parts and realized she'd totally forgotten about that thing she was making...and with a curse she wheeled back over ( klunky klunky klunky) and got back to work.

There were other projects she wanted to get done, and only a week to do them all before her team went to face the cult! She was going to make sure they all had what they needed to fight things like those murderheads! That was the Klattatech Guarantee!

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Player Name: Salmon Max
Google Handle: samminmax@gmail.com

Character Name: Dorothy Zane “DZ” Klatta
Rank:Novice Experience: 10 (7/30/17) Advances Left: 0
Race: Human
Iconic Framework: Techno-Wizard
Attributes: Agility d6, Smarts d10, Spirit d6, Strength d4, Vigor d6
Charisma: -1; Pace: 6; Parry: 4; Toughness: 12 (6); PPE: 20
Skills:
Knowledge: Arcana d10
Knowledge: Engineering d10 (+1)
Knowledge: Science d6
Knowledge: Electronics d10 (+1)
Repair d10 (+2 Edge, +4 armor (inc TW bonus))
Investigate d6 (+2)
Techno-Wizardry d10
Fighting
Notice
Shooting d6 (+3 w/revolver)

Hindrances
Overconfident (Major): Never give up...NEVER SURRENDER!
Greedy (Minor): Building something like this is going to take a load of bread to capitalize...where’m I gonna get the money?!
Habit (Minor): Too hyperactive!

Edges
Edge: Master of Magic (mega-magic ENGAGE)
Edge: Extra PPE (+5 PPE)
Edge: Mr Fixit (+2 Repair, halve time required on raise)
Edge: Investigator (+2 to Investigate, Streetwise, and Notice to sort through evidence)
Edge: Improved Recharge (recover 1 PPE/.5 hour)

Gizmos (spells):
AEGIS (Active ElectroGravitational Interception System)
Armor (2PPE, +2 armor/+4 on raise, duration 3 (+1/rnd), touch)
Greater Armor (5PPE, +5 MDC armor/+10 on raise, duration 3 (+1/rnd) touch)

Omniblaster
Bolt (1PPE/2d6 missile (up to 3), 2PPE/3d6 missile, 12/24/48)
Onslaught (2PPE/3d6MD missile (up to 4), 4PPE/6d6MD missile, 18/36/72)

TIAMAT (Thaumic Imaging And Magical Ambiance Testing)
Detect/Conceal Arcana (2PPE, sense supernatural creatures, objects or effects)
Exalted Detect/Conceal Arcana (4PPE, gain more info, 2PPE to analyze creature)

ROCKET BOOTS (No acronym; just rockets in boots)
Flight (3PPE, fly at Pace; 6PPE, 2x Pace, duration 3 (+1/rnd), touch)
Swift Flight (8PPE, 4x Pace and -1 to be hit; 10PPE 8x Pace and -2 to be hit, duration 3 (+1/rnd) touch)

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Triax T-13 Field Mechanic
Armor 6, +1 Toughness, Full environment, 18lbs
Laser Torch, 3d6MD, RoF 1, AP 3, 4/8/16
Extensible Manipulator: Reach 1, Str 1d6, 1d6+1d4 dmg in melee w/laser finger
Optical Enhancements; 10x mag, thermal vision, spectrographic scanner, +2 Repair
10 mile communication, nightvision, loudspeaker, laser rangefinder


TW Revolver
2d6+2 dmg, RoF 1, AP 4, 6 shots, 12/24/48
+1 Shooting skill (Minor TW Augmentation)
2PPE to charge, 2PPE to make Mega-damage


TechnoWizard Specialized Toolkit
I use it for techno things that also involve wizardry.

NG-S2 Survival Pack
2 person tent, +20% water supplies
Sleeping bag
Flashlight w/knife; solar
Inertial compass (+2 to Survival to navigate)
Short range (5 mile) radio
First aid kit (+1 to healing; 3 uses)
Hunting/Fishing kit (+1 to Survival to forage)
Three ‘saw wires’
Fire starter
Survival Knife, hatchet, wooden cross
4 signal flares
Climbing kit w/30 rope
Soap and washcloth
Canteen
2 weeks rations


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Kuikku stands in the doorway of the machine shop watching Deezy work. No matter how long he watches he still can make no sense of how she operates, but she does get things done. He knocks on the door frame again, a bit harder this time. When she finally looks up he smiles. “I know we are heading into a swampy area and was wondering if there was something you could do to my armor to make it easier to move around in wet conditions. It does not need to be anything fancy, just something to help me get around a combat area without slogging through inches of water.”

Seeing her eyes light up at another project Kuikku deposits his armor on the floor next to the door. “Any time you can get to it is fine. And, thank you.” He turns away, still smiling, listening to the happy sounds of tech being worked on.

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While the others go about working on their various projects Norona takes the time off to commune with nature. Leaving town he heads into the wilderness, Zoffa sniffing around somewhere off in the distance. His goal is to reflect on the past day, the darkness has truly corrupted this land.

Is this what is in store for my world? Dark men who toy with the dead?

The thought disturbs him greatly. No doubt the forces of darkness were descending on his homeworld as well. As if the entire universe was spilling over with night. Who then will champion the light? Entering a small glade, Norona freezes. The unicorn! The one he had summoned to heal Beretta of her dire wounds was standing there as if waiting for the half-elf to approach.

A symbol of light while I brood in the darkness.

Moving up to the creature, a paragon of light and virtue, Norona nuzzles its head gently. The light of its presence washing over him and radiating peace and tranquility. For the first time since encountering the wraiths and the necromancer he felt at ease. Staying in the glade, Norona sits quietly and reflects on his purpose here on this world, and now, with this Tomorrow Legion. Perhaps, it is clarion call to a be a beacon of light in the midst of this dark world.

Push back the night.

As his purpose and direction for this time of his long life begins to come clear he notices the glade has become dim with twilight. The unicorn has gone, but not without leaving a gift - a horn. At first Norona is aghast. Removing a unicorn’s horn is a vile act. Whoever does so is cursed with boils forever. Considering it carefully he lowers his mystic goggles and examines it. It is not a horn of legend, but a token to summon the light when needed. Satisfied it is not a cursed object, he finally deigns to pick it up. Turning it over in his hand he considers how he might work it into his gear.

Perhaps Deezy can work into into the pommel of my sword.

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Fri Oct 13, 2017 6:40 pm
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The last week has been one of reflecting and doing for the 32nd SET. Johnny found out more about his family, Deezy inherited a very useful workbench, Norona had a spiritual moment with the unicorn he summoned that first night and Conrad not only helped out rebuilding the town with Johnny but also decided the commitment to Deezy family was something worth keeping. The team meets up to continue the mission a week later. Beretta and Moira are absent, but Narona and Conrad knows the mission must be completed.

Going forward is forest wilderness. This is not the domain of man. Ley line energy is quite common in this region, as well as predators and the Federation of Magic. The team have encountered a few broadkill patrols, and have either avoided them or dispatched them with ease. It looks like the team is on the outskirts of Fed territory, which is a relief. The team is currently following a leyline for a few days now, much to the benefit of several members when they come up to an outpost next to a sign that reads NashVille. Those who can sense magic knows that there is a major nexus point here.

As you enter the city, if there is a Fed Magic presence, it's very light and you could surmise that they will take this over sooner rather than later. There are a variety of stores here, TW, Pure magic were, general stores, and there is a large music center here.

What are your intentions?

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Firebug spent the trip through the forest in very much the same way she did the week hanging around the town being bored, mostly wandering off and burning things, monsters, interestingly shaped piles of logs, the odd abandoned structure, nothing to important. No matter how big the fire gets it somehow always stays contained to exactly the place Firebug wants it, and that is probably a good thing in a forest this dense.

The city of NashVille is something that clearly escapes her understanding, even this version of it is clearly several orders of magnitude larger than anything she has ever experienced and that reaction is made most clear by the fact that seeing it for the first time stuns her into immobility for longer than anyone has ever seen her stand still, stopped atop a rock or rock wall not even flying about for several minutes as she just looks at the horizon spanning city.

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While not exactly fun, passing through the Magic Zone gave Norona plenty of chance to use his wingboard. Zipping ahead along ley lines to scout the area or just travel with a little extra breathing room. Of course, Zoffa didn't like it when he was away too long...and the others weren't too sure about Zoffa without Norona around, so the scout kept his wing boarding down a little. The terrain itself reminds him of home, only writ large, an endless expanse of woodlands and low hills. No civilization for miles,. A city on the horizon finally breaks the dense wilderness.

Nash Ville, Norona rolls the city over in his mind. While he hadn't been this way before, he knew some big game hunters from the Dinosaur Swamps who spoke of it. Of course, while humans don't live long at the best of times risk-takers who hunt dinosaurs tend to stick around even less. Shrugging slightly as he dismisses the thought he contacts the group.

"It is on our way, we might as well enter and see what news and supplies can be found. I knew some dino hunters here once. They may have some information on this city, or the road ahead."

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Streetwise 1d4 = 2 (2)
Wild: 1d6 = 1 (1)
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Streetwise 1d4 = 3 (3)
Wild 1d6 = 6 (6)
Ace: 1d6 = 2 (2)

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As the team enters the city, this history of this city so apparent to everyone. Different music is being played in different area, the most popular appears to be something called "Country" music. There are stores dedicated to different artists.

Narona finds an old Dinosaur hunter he traveled with early on at the Hard Rock Cafe. An old Grackletooth big game hunter named LongTooth. As Narona walks up to LongTooth the crowd starts cheering when Johnny Cash starts playing on the monitors.

"Fancy seeing you here." LongTooth takes a sip of his drink "How's the puppy doing?"


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Smiling genuinely at Long Tooth, Norona chuckles at the notion that Zoffa is a puppy.

"The puppy is well. He is good company, even if he eats too much," he ruffles Zoffa's fur playfully - no easy feat when dealing with a giant dire wolf. "Our group is heading into the Dinosaur Swamps. No one knows them better than you, have you seen or heard anything that may help us stay safe?" Narrowing his gaze Norona adds quietly, "And anything of cults in the swamps?"

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Johnny keeps a wary eye on folks in the city as they enter. The almost normality of the scene seems too good to be true. He tries to keep his GB armor from looking too intimidating. Occasionally, he'll greet folks that pass by--his speakers modulation turned down enough so that his voice doesn't come off as mechanical.

Nashville being a traditional music capital isn't lost on Johnny, but it being in one piece after much of the country he's seen is a bit unnerving, but reassuring. He follows the lead of his companions.

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Power Points/PPE: 10 (of 10)

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Notice 7
Notice: 1d8 = 7 (7)
Wild: 1d6 = 5 (5)

Kuikku is happy to see another thriving city. It is not common in these hard times but he knows that effort can pay off nicely. He does not have much experience with this "country" music but he likes what this Johnny Cash is playing. I may need to try to find him and see what else he as done. Maybe get a few recordings for the trip.

Watching the interplay between Long Tooth and Norona causes Kuikku to take another look at he huge dog that has been with them. I guess everything started out small, even a beast such as this. He then waits patiently for any information the group may be able to garner.

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"The puppy is well. He is good company, even if he eats too much," he ruffles Zoffa's fur playfully - no easy feat when dealing with a giant dire wolf. "Our group is heading into the Dinosaur Swamps. No one knows them better than you, have you seen or heard anything that may help us stay safe?" Narrowing his gaze Norona adds quietly, "And anything of cults in the swamps?"


Longtooth takes another sip of his drink, the ice settling in the glass. "Them dinos are spooked. Something big happinin. Them carno's aint hunten right, them spooks that killed jimmy have dissaperd as well. It aint right you know. nuttin like that big storm your puppy warned us about. if'n you have any hevey gear like them glitter boy's, maken sur they can walk cause shootin is going to be dam near impossible."


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Notice 1d6 = 1 (1)
Wild dice 1d6 = 1 (1)

They arrived in Nashville without much of a problem. Even the Brodkil hadn't been much of a problem for their firepower. Taking the opportunity of the stop, he connected up the two ATVs to recharge the electric engine whilst they had chance in safety, provided they didn't run into an FOM goon squad. They had probably been responsible for what happened before, but knowing and proving it were two very different things. Needing to tune up the other ATV after some hesitant driving from the others, he figured going into town and getting a few sundries would give him the opportunity just to get the lay of the land here in Nashville. Of course, there were no problems here that he could see (critical failure on notice roll).


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Streetwise 1d4 = 3 (3), took it as my other advance
wild dice 1d6 = 6 (6)
exploding dice 1d6 = 3 (3)
total 9 - success with a raise. Hopefully learn some juicy info

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As Conrad plugs the ATV's into the grid for recharge, he notices several wagons, carts and vehicles loading up supplies. The person in charge looks like your average demon, red skin, horns and a tail. "Come one, get the food in the middle vehicle's. Make sure there is plenty of water. Have the med kits spread around, if we loose one cart, we don't want to get hamstrung. LOOK OUT!" Several people rush to a cart that was overturned due to overweight. "I said don't overload that carts, spread out the supplies. Idiots the lot of you." The attractive woman looks at Conrad. "I take it you find this funny? Are you going to stand there or help out?" The woman starts to help out with the cart.


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While much to small to assist directly with the wagon Firebug none the less snaps out of her gawking daze when a problem she can understand shows up and she reaches out with her power to enhance the strength of the five strongest looking people working to right the wagon. When that does not work she refocuses her effort to try again.

Greater Boost Trait Strength 1d12+1 = 3 (2)
Greater Boost Trait Strength a second time. 1d12+1 = 4 (3)

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Notice 1d6 = 1 (1)
wild dice 1d6 = 3 (3)

Conrad gave the lady a jagged smile, which caused his unlit cigar to sit up and almost go up his nose. Doffing his cowboy hat to her, he readjusted the silver cross hanging around his neck.
“Of course Chummer, I’d be glad to oblige,” he replied cheerily, bracing himself against the cart and pushing, using his substantial size and bulk to help move the cart back up.. As he did so, he noticed suddenly he felt even stronger than normal (awful notice rolls, so he hasn't spotted Firebug yet). As he did so, he gave the vehicle a quick glance over to check its state and if it needed repair or maintenance. No harm in helping folks out if they need it he thought to himself.

“Whereabouts you headed then?” he asked friendly and politely, “looks like you’re moving from Nashville with all this gear.”


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Conrad is mostly being friendly, but is also seeing if there is trouble in Nashville and why they are leaving. If perchance they are going south towards Dinosaur Swamp, then he will offer to escort them there.
Persuasion 1d6 = 2 (2)
Wild dice 1d6 = 6 (6)
exploding dice 1d6 = 5 (5) total 11

repair 1d10 = 7 (7)
wild dice 1d6 = 4 (4)

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http://savagerifts.com/viewtopic.php?f=29&t=82
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http://savagerifts.com/viewtopic.php?f=42&t=344


Fri Oct 20, 2017 4:50 am
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Seeing Conrad use his brute force to lift the cart, the young woman approaches him. As Conrad is finishing a quick inspection of the cart and he turns around to ask his questions, he notices the young woman is very close to him. "We are heading out to help out some refugees from a rift, there are several hundred people in need, so that requires a lot of food, water, medicine that they don't have. The names Flialhame, but my friends call me Flia. Are there others with you? Escorts, especially from good samaritans such as you, would always be appreciated." While Flialhame is speaking, to those not named Conrad, she does appear to be flirting with him with the realization that his either isn't interested or doesn't notice her advances.


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Walking back towards the ATVs Kuikku arrives just as the cart is set right again. Watching the interplay between Conrad and Flia, and how oblivious Conrad is, causes a grin to form on Kuikku's face. Waling a bit closer he asks "In which direction are you headed? We have some of our own concerns we need to address but we may still be able to assist."

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Flialhame has a teenage love look in her eyes while looking at Conrad when Kuikku walks up.

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In which direction are you headed? We have some of our own concerns we need to address but we may still be able to assist.


keeping her eyes on Conrad Flailhame replies. "hmmm? O we are heading to the south for about a day." changing her full attention to Conrad, "however, i'm sure any help you can give will be sufficient" as Flailhame gently touches his chest with her index finger.


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Capt. Murdok wrote:
Longtooth takes another sip of his drink, the ice settling in the glass. "Them dinos are spooked. Something big happinin. Them carno's aint hunten right, them spooks that killed jimmy have dissaperd as well. It aint right you know. nuttin like that big storm your puppy warned us about. if'n you have any hevey gear like them glitter boy's, maken sur they can walk cause shootin is going to be dam near impossible."


Furrowing his brow at the news, and in an attempt to decipher his dialect, Norona asks a few follow-up questions.

"I know you make your livelihood on the dinos. What does it mean they are not hunting right and what make it so hard to shoot in the swamps?"

While he awaits a response Norona tries to recall what he knows of the area.

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Common Knowledge 1d8 = 1 (1)
Wild 1d6 = 3 (3)

Survival 1d8+2 = 5 (3)
Wild 1d6+2 = 8 (6)

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"I know you make your livelihood on the dinos. What does it mean they are not hunting right and what make it so hard to shoot in the swamps?"


Longtooth takes another drag of his beer and takes a few moments before answering. "Them Carno's aint hunting the other dino's, they be hunting them ghost things. but them ghost things aint around as much. The veg dinos are attacking everything that moves. That there major rift deep in the swamp is changing faster than a hooker on a saturday night. It's down right dangoras. It aint safe i tell you."

Narona listens to the vague explanation longtooth is giving, and is having a hard time identifying any landmarks, however the activity of the creatures being described is concerning enough.


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Johnny follows Longtooth and Norona's discussion about the rift and how it's affecting the wildlife.

Capt. Murdok wrote:
"Them Carno's aint hunting the other dino's, they be hunting them ghost things. but them ghost things aint around as much. The veg dinos are attacking everything that moves. That there major rift deep in the swamp is changing faster than a hooker on a saturday night. It's down right dangoras. It aint safe i tell you."


"Excuse me, mister," Johnny interjects softly. He gives a quick glance to Norona. "My apologies for the interruption, Norona," He turns back to Longtooth, "but do you know if the any of the local casters have taken an surveys around that rift?"

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That belated Streetwise roll. do any other things apply?
Streetwise: 1d6 = 5 (5)
Wild Die: 1d6 = 2 (2)

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"A device malfunctions in some way: guns jam, bow strings break, etc. The device can be fixed by a Repair roll at -4 and 10 minutes work."


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"hmmm? O we are heading to the south for about a day. however, i'm sure any help you can give will be sufficient"

The smile in Kuikku's voice is apparent, to anyone not oblivious. "Ok, that is not too far off our path. I will leave you to to lay down and massage out the details." As he turns away the smile becomes full fledged. "Come on Firebug. Let's go look for some candy for the trip."

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"Excuse me, mister," Johnny interjects softly. He gives a quick glance to Norona. "My apologies for the interruption, Norona," He turns back to Longtooth, "but do you know if the any of the local casters have taken an surveys around that rift?"


Longtooth chuckles at the notion and takes another swig of beer. "Son you aint ben in the swamp before. You don't survey Lake City. You stay the fuck away from Lake City. Every kind of giant lizard, man eating bug, and down right scary shit comes out of that there rift. It makes the demons gate at St. Louie look like a nice day at the beach. If you are right in the head, you stay the hell away from there.


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