[Day 5 - LA] Hunting the Sand Demon [Combat Event]

[Dapper Dog]

Initiative List

PC 2 success, 2 advantage
PC 2 success, 2 advantage
NPC
NPC
PC 2 successes
NPC
PC 0 successes, 1 advantage

[Dove Gray]

Dove was still angry from being shot, and let her fury have its fill as she landed blaster bolt solidly in the chest of the remaining Gangster. She cursed under her breath, and took a step to the side and pointed out the targets to Jabber who she now noticed.

"Get the target, little guy."

Her muscles were hurting, having strained her tolerance quite far by now. But she was still in the fight and had enough determination to see it through.


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D5 LA Sand Demon: Round 7. Shoot the last Gangster-minion. +1B Accurate. +2B Aim (Lucky Blaster). Destiny flip: 2eP+1eA+3eB+2eD 2 successes, 1 advantage, 1 Triumph


Maneuver: Aim
Action: Shoot! 8 Damage before Soak

1 Advantage to recover Strain. Using Triumph to Upgrade Jabber's next roll.

Ranged/Melee Defense: 1/1
Soak: 3
Wounds (full/remaining): 13/10
Strain (full/remaining): 12/5
Critical Injury: Discouraging Wounds

[Dapper Dog]

The gangster laments her end with sadness.

[Jabber]

"Got it gorgeous." Jabber senses the moment and charges forward, drawing his second pistol. He draws on the famous gangster and squeezes off rounds against his target.

His aim is true as the Gungan is pelted with blaster bolts.


Targeting Sand Devil-Ranged(Light) Short, Nemesis, Defensive 1, two weapons for extra difficulty, upgrade from Dove: 2eP+2eA+1eB+1eC+1eD+1eS 3 successes, 1 advantage, 1 Triumph

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Advantage spent to hit with paired weapons
Two hits of 9 wounds each
Critical hit
M1: move to short
M2: aim (2 strain)
WT: 0/9
St: 7/10

[Dapper Dog]

Jabber caught the sand Demon just as he was trying to climb out a window and the blats catch him off guard causing him to plummet 3 stories onto a speeder! He calls out while falling, "Meesa fallin!"

OOC: Takes 10 wounds total but then another 30 from the fall and is splat!

[Jabber]

Jabber pauses and calls back. " I think I got him!"

[Dapper Dog]

She is pissed and slams the beam down on Daunt again! with savage fury! Meanwhile the last gangster decides to fire on Jabber! The wild shots strike Jabber but also weaken the floor causing the brute to fall down into the flames below!

OOC: Hit for 9 wounds and 5 to Critical Injury and 1 lost to Improvised weapon. Hit Jabber for 7 wounds a Critical Injury but Despair used to drop the brute into the flames below!

Gungan Brute Melee + Prone Daunt vs Daunt: 3eP+2eA+1eS+1eB+2eD 1 success, 6 advantage


Critical Injury: 1d100 30 - Discouraging Wound

Gangsters at Short Ranged Light at Jabber + Aim: 3eA+1eB+1eC+1eD 1 success, 3 advantage, 1 Despair


Critical Injury Jabber: 1d100 11 - Sudden Jolt, drops a pistol.

PC Turn.

[Venator Praedae]

Venator fires and misses but the shot ricochets and hits the gangster in the back of the head and takes him down... then the building collapses but delivers the team to the ground with minimal injury and enough time to flee the scene!

OOC: All are down or fled and Triumph used for collapse to outside.

Venator Ranged Heavy vs. gangster + Aim: 2eP+2eA+2eD 1 failure, 1 advantage, 1 Triumph

[Venator Praedae]

"Da cerdainly broughd da house down." Venator comments as he leaves the flaming building.

He goes to check on the Sand Demon to confirm the kill. Once that his down he uses a stimpack on himself and puts his blaster rifle away.

"Looks like the pardy's over. Sand Demon had to cach a ride. Ya fellas okay?" He walks over to quickly check on the others as the crumbled building continues to burn down.

[Jabber]

Jabber coughs as he tumbles out if the building, coughing heavily.

"My pistol..." But reality set in as he looked at the devestation around him.


"Weeeee should go."

[Venator Praedae]

"Yeah, dun wanna have da answer some uncomfordable queshions." Venator comments.

[Daunt]

Daunt would count wounds and bruises later. He would scold himself later. Right now he focused on reclaiming his zhaboka and leaving the scene. He could not allow himself to focus on what had just happened lest his wounded pride would lead to some random outburst of indiscriminate anger and violence. Hence he said nothing.

[Dove Gray]

Dove stepped to the window to confirm the kill. Yep, that splatter-pattern was quite the confirmation. Holstering her pistol, she retrieved the rope she had used to scale the building. No point in letting useful gear lie around.

"Job's done," she commented. Some dirty money, but it wasn't the worst thing she'd done for money. And removing another criminal scum from the galaxy didn't feel too bad either.

"You alright, little guy?"

[Jabber]

"Awww you're worried about me." Jabber seems to batt his eyes at Dove. Did Jawa even have eyelashes?

"I've felt better, but I've felt much, much worse. And did you see that shot! Utini!" Jabber punches a fist into the air triumphantly

[Dove Gray]

"I don't like people picking on those smaller than themselves," she chuckled and took a deep breath. Already she could feel her body starting its slow regeneration. Kriff, that hurt. "Great shot though. Where did you learn to shoot like that?"

Truth be told, she was surprised there were Jawas that were that good with a blaster, let alone two at the same time. All she knew of Jawas before was that they were scavenging little rats.

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D5 LA Sand Demon. Post-combat recovering Strain and maybe Wounds (Hard-Boiled). +1 Recovery from Rapid Recovery: 1eP+2eA 1 success, 4 advantage


+2 Strain, +1 Wound for Dove.

[Jabber]

Jabber twirls his remaining blaster before holstering it in a clean motion.

"I wanted to be an outlaw ever since I was a pup. I bugged every being with a pistol on his hip or lockpick up his sleeve in the cantinas of Mos Eisley. They thought it was a joke...and then I got good enough they stopped laughing."

We winks, one glowing eye going dark. "I'm full of surprises"

[Venator Praedae]

"We can dalk while we leave." Venator comments as he walks away with the building burning behind him.

[Dove Gray]

"You sure are, little guy," seeing a Jawa wink was one of the things she didn't expect to see today.

Walking away from the impromptu battlefield, there was an exhilirating feeling of having distracted her mind with just a regular hit-job. No complications, no emotions - just nice and clean murder. It helped cement her bounty hunter-story. And it would add to her resources.

She expected to see a good chunk of creds in her account after this.