Pete's third shadowrun adventure:Welcome to Fortune

Post by **deject** » January 13th, 2011, 20:35

I'm ready.

Post by **fabyak** » January 14th, 2011, 9:42

Jon stomps off in a mood to join the others and hire the animal covered jacket/pants and climbing boots of some kind

Post by **Joose** » January 24th, 2011, 12:32

.....eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeete!

Post by **fabyak** » January 24th, 2011, 12:42

Post by **fabyak** » January 25th, 2011, 13:41

Post by **Roman Totale** » January 25th, 2011, 18:01

Pete meat?

Post by **fabyak** » January 29th, 2011, 10:01

Post by **HereComesPete** » January 29th, 2011, 16:04

What the piss, this is the first time it's shown an update since my last post.

Right, The sun is up but there's not much warmth in it. The clouds to the north are a purple-grey and stacked in a solid wall that's slowly approaching.

Passing through the heavy blast doors and concrete barriers again you're soon back on the outcrop used as a landing pad.

The crates are gone, some serious activity has happened here in the dark. There's bodies and body parts strewn across the pad, some torn apart, some pulped by gunfire and explosions, some burnt crispy and some flattened into the snow to burst against the rock below. Long strips of bare blackened rock hold silent testament to the lingering kiss of flame. (Just practising my 40k style of writing!)

There's also quite a few dead condors amongst the mess and the trees surrounding the site are heavy with thousands of carrion birds, all watching in silence as you move through the mess.

Post by **Dog Pants** » January 29th, 2011, 17:07

Arctic vultures!

Post by **Roman Totale** » January 29th, 2011, 17:32

Smith wrote:Which way do we head?

Post by **HereComesPete** » January 29th, 2011, 18:39

Dog Pants wrote:Arctic vultures!

Indeed, would be more likely to be condors. Changed the post.

Pnut · Post by **Pnut** » January 29th, 2011, 19:15

I suggest trying the comm links again, if nothing then head over to where the flyer went down.

Post by **deject** » January 29th, 2011, 19:34

Right now the plan is to see if we can get Aysun. I'm going to the landing zone and we can rig up and try to get down to the crash site.

Post by **Dog Pants** » January 29th, 2011, 20:41

Jasper wrote:Howdon cap, uh gotta fren'll heyulp y'all.

I'll ask my alligator spirit to hijack a condor and go take a look.

horse 4 should easily do it.

Summoning 6 + Magic 5 = 11

1, 5, 2, 4, 2, 5, 3, 5, 4, 4, 1: 3 hits.

Fucking thing.

Drain:

Summoning 6 + Charisma 7 - 13

4, 4, 2, 5, 6, 3, 1, 4, 1, 6, 6, 5, 4: 5 hits.

EDIT: Got it the second time round over xfire.

Post by **HereComesPete** » January 29th, 2011, 21:27

Pants re-rolled on xfire and succeeded.

One of the innumerable pairs of eyes belongs to a condor perched high in the trees. At some unseen signal it bunches its powerful muscles and springs into the air, a few hard wing sweeps and a glide and its hitting a thermal off the side of the mountain. Soon only those of you with augmented eyes can still see it. Some others trail after it, thinking its spied another meal.

The spirit inside it is quiet for some time, then starts to hesitantly return information. It apologies to Jasper, the bird is using smell more than eyesight to scan the area and its a bit confusing to use its heightened senses to the spirits advantage.

The lander is below and other than a large hole in the side is pretty much intact. There's innumerable trails round the craft, the birds primitive brain lists them as made by 'wrong-flesh'. They lead away into the mountains. There's a few dead bodies all wrong flesh, but also some blood that isn't from them.

Post by **Dog Pants** » January 29th, 2011, 21:36

Jasper wrote:Loa dun say da hawt wus taykun by da furkin' creychures.

Mr Alligator, try to follow them and find where they took the human please.

Post by **Roman Totale** » January 29th, 2011, 21:48

Smith wrote:Sounds like even carrion birds avoid the flesh of these things, and no wonder.

Let's keep moving so we don't freeze to death.

Post by **HereComesPete** » January 29th, 2011, 22:20

It's not that cold at the moment on the outcrop, just about plus figures.

The loa accepts his task and implants the suggestion of the condor hunting the 'wrong-meat' to its lair. As it starts to wheel away as a pin-prick in the sky, the others follow with it, a few faint specks of colour in the sky that is rapidly turning from clear to steel grey, that storm front is moving closer and the wind being driven in front of it flurries the snow and the feathers of the dead birds on the plateau.

Do you want to climb down into the trees of the valley below and look yourselves or carry on along the precarious mountainside in the direction the Loa has gone with the birds?

Post by **deject** » January 30th, 2011, 5:07

I'd prefer going the direct route. I'll set up my rigging and start heading down towards the craft. Of course, I'll make sure anyone following me has the necessary gloves to not cut their hands off.

Post by **Dog Pants** » January 30th, 2011, 8:58

Urk. Neither option looks appealing to me. I suppose at least with climbing I have the rope to catch me.