Feel free to finish up your interludes and I will post any reactions by NPCs to them if warranted in the next GM post
Spoon Fed Edition
1 hour elapsed from the bomb to now.
The Zone Ranger jives and dives this way or another. Our the windows you can see flashes of canyon wall illuminated by moon light. A dark green beam from the sky blasts a chunk of rock near the ranger. Out the windows, a strange looking ship eclipses the moon breifly. Ndreare knows this ship and the pain that it can unleash.
Tara yells, " What the... In the nine hells is that a space ship!? Another blast from it hits the wall nearby forcing her to turn unexpectedly. Rod the plucky droid hit the side of the zone and its casing pops off revealing its tirtiary triangulation matrix has been inadvertently activated by his near death experience. The droids mechanical voice fills the cabin slightly ominous and with a tinge of regret.
" Master, Master's Retenue... The damage from the incredible blast has activated my redundant recovery beacon. A failsafe put on all Kreghor droids. It is prudent is it not ha ha ha? The hidden Kreeghor base in these mountains has been alerted as you can see if you look out the left windows... A TIV-TT1 Code name Reign of Death is currently trying to dystroy us." As if on cue another blast jarrs the Zone. Tara yells something in dwarven, and Taylor Thomas in the gunner seat opens fire with a series of shreks.
Rod sparks and arcs, the smell of bacon comes from within him, " I have managed to override my programing and permantly disabled my failsafe recovery matrix. My data base describes a large series of caverns due south along our current course. It has enough over hangs and bottle necks that their superior firepower and numbers will not result in catastrophe ha ha ha."
Tara yells, " Sounds good to me you wacky droid, I see whadda talking about. Hang on!"
From above in the gun turret Taylor Thomas' red haired freckle filled smiling face pops down from the gunners hatch. " Wow, team those stories... Just look at the soldiers eyes, full of hope." He smiles playfully thumping his chest, " Penitent, demon frogs... You got me right here." He laughs and smiles at Ndeare, " Space man, you had me at Pardon." He points from above you guys down at the bloody CS soldier gripping on to life, " Look at that guy Daniel, Ashlyn. One eye is open just looking up at you!" Taylor Thomas tosses a TW infused cross to Vela and laughs with joy, " I do not know you, but man. You must be a vampires worst nghtmare! The way the chrome commander was telling it you put some spine into his men."
Tara yells, " Get back into that turret and lay down some cover fire boy! We are yall most there... What the blazes??" Pulling along side the Zone is an old beat up rifts pickup, it smashes into the last of the vampires and flashes its head lights as a form of hello! Legends tell tale of an unmanned prerifts vehicle that roams the highways and byways of the vampir kingdoms: The old beast!
Rod's voice fills the Zone once again, "Sorry Karl... I beleive the sweet boy needs medical attention. In fact if my scanners are accurate most of us need some form of repair. Is there a doctor in the house? Ha ha ha. Turn left Tara in the caverns and we will find our grave or salvation. A defensible position where the might of the Kreghor will be lessened. I beleive the cavern tunnels if investigated and properly scouted may provide a relative easy way out. It will also give a chance to heal or fix these poor souls." Tara yells and jerks the Zone hard to the left.
Rod continues but not in his own voice, a nasty mean voice that feels like gravel grating on your boot, " Cousin! Long have you hidden from my sight. Stuck on this wretched world... Now I have found you. Do you know what she will do to you once I bring her your body? I have need of a play thing cousin, if you have anything to say to the gunner... Say it, oh too late cousin!! I will see you soon!" A cry and a crash comes from Taylor Thomas in the gunner turret.
Tara slides the Zone into the caves coming to a stop yelling and pointing to the Kreeghor ship landing a bit away, " Taylor! Taylor! We godda get him back!". Indeed should the legions of crocodile humaoid esque creatures be held at bay, the injured lifted back to their feet, and a way out discovered just maybe, just maybe Taylor Thomas might be rescued from an untimely demise. Then in that tremendous moment a hero might learn a bit more insight and wisdom, or perhaps gain a favor from a legendary techno wizard.
Event 1: you have acheived 1 success (ashlyn) 6 (ndreare)=7
Event 2: you have acheived 7 successes ( Luc)=7
Event 3: you have acheived 2 successes (Pen), 2 successes from Rod but he is now incapacitated=4