Overview Map: https://drive.google.com/open?id=1Kl_3I ... sp=sharing Detail Map Scale: 1 square = 10 feet. The denser, brushy areas are Difficult Ground. This works as Medium Cover if crouching (total -2 from incoming attacks). The trees can provide up to Heavy Cover, but provide no Armor/Toughness. Go ahead and figure that 1 square = 1" for game ranges The whole range crap is probably my biggest annoying detail w Savage Worlds. I should probably just accept it and not keep fighting it. Sigh.Local Conditions wrote: CS Lonestar?
- Location: On the road
- Population: ???
- Date & Time: 1003 Wednesday, September 10 110 PA
- Ley Line Activity: Distant
*]Weather: clear sky, 55 degrees F. 75% humidity- Visibility: very good
I JUST WANT THE GOLD IN THESE HILLS!Carlos, George, Gummy, Hawdore, Simba
Carlos is maybe too disturbed by the situation and his shot is off, his magic missile pass far from his intended target. Things have started to happen, the standoff is over, and that may have thrown off his aim.
Simba soars on the thermals coming from the warming air. This keeps him far from the cat and he can see some of the CS troops scampering around like ants off to the east of his position. Looking back down at the standoff, Simba also witnesses the lightning fast combat begin.
As George is just digesting the radio message, that's when he sees the cat and the wraiths clash. In a blink they'd closed to melee distance!
Gummy is cursing and maybe even spluttering a little bit, and it pays off, for a brief moment, she can see! It's pretty bad, what she sees, but she's seen worse, of course. She knows that the cat and the wraiths are fast, because she is fast and they seem fast to her. And the force with which they collide is incredible, but it's like a good martial arts match though, that force isn't wild or imprecise. These are creatures bred for only one thing, killing.
The fight goes something like this: the cat swings and misses once, swings and hits on the second try, his claws slicing through the undead flesh and the juicer plate the wraith is wearing. Sheered almost in half, the undead falls to the ground and doesn't move again. Meanwhile his two companions swing at the cat with vibro-swords, but the cat either avoids them, or deflects the high-tech blades with his claws! Cat 1. Wraiths 0.
Hawdore is not really involved in the drama with the cat and the murder-wraiths at the moment, he's focused on something else. The feeling he gets from the CS is a little muddled, but that's because there are several conflicting efforts. First, there's the search for the "the box", for most of the group that's an earnest desire. The box is a recording device of some kind, a scientific instrument of sorts. He realizes that one of the parties doesn't care about retrieving the box or the cat, he intends to kill everyone else with the airstrike!
What are you doing?
Map: https://drive.google.com/open?id=1Kl_3I ... sp=sharingLocal Conditions wrote: Dangerous Territory
- Location: Meredith Town
- Population: 750
- Date & Time: 1003 Wednesday, September 10 110 PA
- Ley Line Activity: Distant
*]Weather: clear sky, 55 degrees F. 75% humidity- Visibility: very good
THE SERVANTS YOU HAD! Freeman, Reiko
They were an uncomfortable pair sitting inside Annie's Restaurant. Everyone has to eat, and this place in Meredithtown had enough of a reputation to put the little town in the minds of the kind of people that drift out across the high plains.
Reiko had a reason for being here. Freeman had a reason for being here. Chances are, both reasons are different, but the same in that they are both lies.
Freeman just wanted to get the hell out of Dodge, Roswell to be precise. And anyone who wants anything in Roswell stops by U-Mart on the way out. Its vast number of customers from all walks of life makes it a reasonable place for a clandestine meet with contact who can help get you out of town. So, Freeman's friend gives him a little computer tablet. "Here," he says, "this is a letter of introduction to the Tomorrow Legion. I know what you're going to say, okay?" the mysterious contact puts his hands up in a mock-pleading gesture. "But the fact is, that, it's that there is a Tomorrow Legion team close, and they can provide you much needed protection and distraction while you sort things out. That's what you asked for, isn't it?" As Freeman starts to grudgingly agree, the mysterious contact says, "There is one teeeeeny little complication. You have to babysit someone on the trip. Someone the Tomorrow Legion actually wants to see. It's right there in the introduction. See, right there." Scratching his face the mysterious contact says, "I don't know, but apparently she's some Japanese princess playing cyberknight and they don't want her hurt. Bad PR and all that."
Leaving Wyoming, Reiko had headed south. The arid land was so much different from her ancestral home. The mountains dwarfed anything she'd seen before. The vastness of the plains. It was all beyond imagination. But it was also littered with the destroyed remnants of an era long gone, in this part of the world at least. Japan had not lost everything like these people. She had a mandate from the Grand Master to search out a person in Roswell who could help guide her on the path of the Cyberknight. She located the person and obtained an audience with him, or in more prosaic terms, they had a meeting. In the meeting, it was discussed, among the pleasantries worthy of any polite Japanese formal conversation, that she was needed to help bring a fugitive from the CS to the Tomorrow Legion. The link between the Cyberknights and the Tomorrow Legion is well known, so this mission seemed perfectly plausible and completely in line with her code as a cyberknight. She was given the option of remaining with this Legion outreach team when she had delivered her charge. Given the option of choosing to say with them, not the option to leave. Apparently, though like many things of value in a good conversation it was unsaid, this defector might need a little looking after, his change of heart might be more circumstantial than honest, but his high-value CS intel is worth the effort.
Pros: They made it to Meredith Town where they were supposed to meet the Tomorrow Legion 4th COT, under command of a grackle tooth named Gorgeous George (that's probably not his real name). The were both very attractive people. They both spoke a lot of languages, at least two in common even.
Cons: Reiko didn't have transportation, so they (she) had to ride in a peddlers wagon, it smelled of vinegar and almonds. The wagon owner/snake oil salesman kept trying to convince both of them that his elixir could cure everything. It couldn't. It took four days from Roswell to Meredithtown.
So here they are, at Annie's. And as far a country food goes, Annie's is darn good. The cook looked vaguely familiar when Freeman caught a glance of him in the kitchen, but otherwise, there was nothing to do but wait. Thankfully, they didn't have to wait long. Soon the Sheriff, a stereotypical cowboy type with a drawl and laid back demeanor pulled up a chair and leaned his elbows on the table. "I hear ya'll are looking for those Tomorrow Legion folks. They were here yesterday. Caused a little ruckus, mind you, wasn't really their doing, but they were here for it. Anyway, they seemed like stand up folk. They're off on the old road, said they're making some sort of good will tour round here. They're using a Behemoth as their base of operations. Shouldn't be too hard to fine. But watch out, there has been an awful lot of extra visits from Lone Star lately."
What are you doing?
GM Notes:
- Gummy Optics Technical Difficulty: Glitch: The device or gear applies a −1 to all Trait rolls where it’s used, or its applicable bonus is reduced by 1.