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The good news is Spisarevski is only Wounded, not Incapacitated; the bad news is all his die codes are reduced by 1D until he's been treated.OOC: I'll wait. And hey, at least we stopped the tank assault!
"You madmen speak of treason against the Emperor!" replies the ape, shocked to the fiber of his being. "You have lost your minds! Besides, they are merely having a little fun. Tossing sub-men is no crime!"
"Well, sir, if you are inclined to view things in that way, I have no option but to comply with your request, although for the record I must add that I do so under protest!" responds the ape. He shows you a control panel dominated by a joystick and two buttons, the top of which is green and activates a targeting screen and the bottom of which is red and he states, "It couldn't be simpler, you see. Even a primitive from Aeterna could operate it. You merely swivel the joystick until what you want to destroy is within your crosshairs, then you depress the red button to destroy it."'One more word from you, and I put the end of that ray gun's barrel in your mouth and squeeze the trigger! Do as you're told. I won't ask again.'
"What cockamamie balderdash!" retorts the blue ape."See, our captive...we're from very far away", Spisarevski explains, while looking at the Major's preparations. "And it's the custom in our land that killing helpless people - whether you believe they're subhumans or not - is a crime. Making a sport out of it only makes it worse. So, while you could argue that it's customary in your empire...well, you can say your friends had very poor luck. Because they did as your custom dictates, but now we get to observe our custom".
You should chuck your dice for Dexterity or the Heavy Weapons skill, if you have it.Major Hunter will follow the gunner's instructions, and get the screen lined up so that the group of apes tossing the gnomes are within the "cross hairs." Once they are lined up, he will press the indicated button and, hopefully, vapourise the miscreants.
Do I need to roll anything?
"In practical terms: you kill helpless people, we kill you", Spisarevski explained."What cockamamie balderdash!" retorts the blue ape.
"What cockamamie balderdash!" retorts the blue ape.
You should chuck your dice for Dexterity or the Heavy Weapons skill, if you have it.
"Uuuunnnhhhh," groans the battered, but still living, gnome."Why would you want to do that?" Major Hunter asks incredulously. "The beast, and I use that word intentionally, the beast is cruel and callous. A taste of his own medicine would do him good. I'll tell you what, the gnomes are the injured parties here. Let our gnome friend decide. What do you my good chap? Do we drown the brute, or let Spisarevski here look after him?"
Spisarevski looks the Major in the eyes before replying."Why would you want to do that?" Major Hunter asks incredulously. "The beast, and I use that word intentionally, the beast is cruel and callous. A taste of his own medicine would do him good. I'll tell you what, the gnomes are the injured parties here. Let our gnome friend decide. What do you my good chap? Do we drown the brute, or let Spisarevski here look after him?"
"You misbegotten malcontents! You call us brutes and criminals and yet you show your true colors as you debate whether to lock me inside this infernal contraption and send me to a watery tomb? Bah! Fie on you!" spits the legionary. "But my wit is nimble, gentlemen! I will pledge my troth to your cause, however obtuse and impractical it may be, if you but let me live and join you as a boon companion!" He hands the woozy gnome up to you and says, "Here! Proof of my goodwill!"OOC: BTW, is the legionary conscious?
"It is a forbidden wasteland. The mere existence of that domicile is alarming! There should be nothing but wild animals.""Is there anything dangerous in that direction, boon companion?", Spisarevski inquires.
"This area was used for testing of the Emperor's new weapons systems, including radiation bombs," says the legionary, his blue fur standing on end. "Mutants abound, or so it is whispered.""Why in the nine hell is the place forbidden, though?", Spisarevski inquires further.
"I am Gunnery Sergeant Gilipollas of the Third Armored Cavalry. Perhaps you would be so kind as to identify yourselves, as well as provide me with a weapon, if you intend that we should enter The Proscribed Sector."Major Hunter assumes his familiar military demeanour. "Well, it's pointless just standing here. Let's head for the house, and once there we can plan what our next move will be. You there, legionary, what is your name and rank?
Spisarevski, how is your arm? are you able to fight if need be?"
"I am Spisarevski, a man of science, formerly from His Majesty's finest - the Thirty Third Foot regimen of Svishtov", the Earthling says. "I was wounded worse in the latest war, which the Major's compatriotes call The Great War. I still kept on fighting, though... Now, let's go. I'll cover the rear."
"Quite. Let's go then." Major Hunter takes his ray gun in hand, and leads on carefully scanning the terrain, and the house for any movement.
As you approach the cabin you find it is screened by well-tended hedges on three sides, leaving the front the only clear approach. There are heavy curtains in the windows and the large wooden front door is closed; however, one of the curtains is slightly askew and you perceive a glinting as of sunlight reflecting off metal. You can't tell what it is, though. Aside from that, the area is quiet aside from the expected fluttering of bird wings and chittering of squirrel-like creatures amongst the trees. There is no sign of danger or pursuit from the rear. Gunnery Sergeant Gilipollas observes Spisarevski's caution and states flatly, "No legionary would be fool enough to follow us into The Proscribed Sector."Spisarevski scouts the rear just as carefully for signs of approaching danger.
"Well, that's what we're hoping for", Spisarevski answered. "But you said yourself that there's other possible threats, right?"As you approach the cabin you find it is screened by well-tended hedges on three sides, leaving the front the only clear approach. There are heavy curtains in the windows and the large wooden front door is closed; however, one of the curtains is slightly askew and you perceive a glinting as of sunlight reflecting off metal. You can't tell what it is, though. Aside from that, the area is quiet aside from the expected fluttering of bird wings and chittering of squirrel-like creatures amongst the trees. There is no sign of danger or pursuit from the rear. Gunnery Sergeant Gilipollas observes Spisarevski's caution and states flatly, "No legionary would be fool enough to follow us into The Proscribed Sector."