As Yom looks down, he notices tracks from something… small, insectoildal… 6 or 8 legs..

“On guard all, looks like some form of insect scavenger.. Suggests we stand aside and let them get to the ‘fresh meat’ in the debris, rather than attack us.”

”Indeed, be careful you don’t step on them. They seem to be minding their own business, and… I’d rather not provoke them”

Ronin is currently twirling his blades that he is reunited with…

”Ahhh, still got it! Combat diagnostics complete… systems functional.” 

Robotic voice, “ERROR…. INTERNAL MALFUNCTIONS DETECTED… MEMORY STORAGE MALFUNCTION… ATTENTION REQUIRED…”

Ronins body seizes for a moment while his eyes flash orange and red. After the message. He returns to normal.

Ronin says to himself, “shit well that’s not good, but a problem for later. Let’s see about these alien creature…

Perception: 22

Would Hakan know what they are?

Seeing traces of yet more danger, Yom touches the right side of his neck, and a helmet expands up from his neck armour, covering his head and face in protective metal. He then presses a stud on the back of his left hand, and a shimmering field of force flashes briefly around him, fading as it merges into his armour.

To identify the creature:

Please make a nature roll Abrax.  Having just seen it, (DC 15).

Everyone else, (DC 20).

Yom tries to determine what type of creatures these may be. ( 17 )

ChatkCha flies up 30’ in the air above the small band, it’s senses trained on the area for any unusual movement.

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Yom checks out his own Bag of Holding… Phew, all his tools and work materials we’re present, along with his other normal belongings. He also had a new permanent Bag of Holding to use, giving him more flexibility for infusions in the future. If they could find an intact Spelljamming Helm here in one of the crashed ships, they might be able to jury-rig something to get out of here, even if it was a 15’ long skiff with a large “chair” stuck on the back. But that would take time, a lot of time, and it seemed like time was moving fast right now, with danger everywhere. All he could do was take a quick look over the debris field and hope that if they needed one later, they could find it. For now they needed to secure their position, and the hostile ships above along with the huge cave hiding who knows what  meant danger.

 

[ I’ll use the 22 perception check from #138 to see if there looks like any “intact” or repairable Spelljamming Helms. ]

 

He however finds one odd item, a spell book in his Bag that was not there before… strange, maybe someone added it. He looked at Abrax; he still didn‘t trust the walking skeleton, he’d killed many of the undead before, but this one seemed different.. alive, thinking.. So he passed the arcane book over, seems like it might have some use for the book.

Yom, please make an Investigation roll. 

Your search finds no sign of any magical item including Spelljammer helms. 

Yom Investigation Check: ( 25 )

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Yom tries to determine what type of creatures these may be. ( 21 )

ChatkCha flies up 30’ in the air above the small band, it’s senses trained on the area for any unusual movement.

 

It spots movement from many tiny creatures.  From it's description back to you, you are no closer with the ID.

OOC - HOMUNCULUS SERVANT doesn't have a telepathic connection to you.  With time and resources, it could be upgraded to Homunculus, the creature.

https://www.dndbeyond.com/monsters/16926-homunculus

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Nature Check - Dice rolls not yet available for this section.

 Abrax

Please roll 1d20 and add your Nature proficiency of 6.  So 1d20 +6.

On a roll of 15 or higher, you would have a least a name for the creature.  Higher rolls will review more details about it.

Yom,

While scavenging you noted that all the gold and jewels came from your own ships crash site.  Every other ship wreck shows signs of looting, with heavy drag marks back into the cave. 

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It spots movement from many tiny creatures.  From it's description back to you, you are no closer with the ID.

 

OOC - HOMUNCULUS SERVANT doesn't have a telepathic connection to you.  With time and resources, it could be upgraded to Homunculus, the creature.

Correct, thats why 4 “tinkered objects” are embedded into it’s chassis. Three 5’ lights (red, green & white) and a “siren” if tapped. In this case it would have to fly back to me, and flash all three lights on and off quickly… it would currently have no way of indicating what they were, just.. “danger danger” by flashing, and a direction via moving.. all that would take time.

OOC

The Homunculus Servant, by book, understands the languages you speak.  Through long interaction, I'd let it pass you a simple message through something akin to morse code.  Later over time, if you would like to invest an infusion into it, you could create a language module that would give it full responses back to you.

Evening begins to descend as the sun sets on the horizon.

OOC

At 7pm ET, it will be night time.

(If you make it...)

In the morning, all spells will be replenished. 

Edit: The time.

“Out of one bad situation into a another, how shit…”

Ronin speaks to the rest of the group

”Right! First off, I would like to thank all of you for the effort back there on the ship. Great job improvising and making decisive  actions in order to escape.”

“However,” Ronin puts a leg up on a nearby rock, “We’re still in some deep shit. Our ship and all the others here didn’t crash by accident. If any of us have a chance of getting out of here and surviving, it together.”

”To be honest, i hate dealing with unknowns. i never thought the concept of space travel was possible and I have no idea who any of you are or where you come from. BUT, one thing I do know is that we all wanted to escape. That is the only thing I can count on.”

”One thing you can count on from me, is that if something is trying to kill us,” Ronin pulls both of his Katanas out, “Heads will roll..”

”So…How do y’all want to proceed?”

Nature Check - 15

My metal friend, I am dealing with knowns. I have lived my whole life in Wildspace, the “space between worlds and universes”. I am a Spelljammer engineer, I build and repair Spelljammers, albeit basic stuff… never build a helm. Flown a few smaller skiffs, but none of the “big boys”. Never had a “planetfall” before now, this is my first… down side is no way back up.

And given my family was ripped to pieces by Space Clowns I know of the dangers of this place, these “lost rocks” are often inhabited by creeps and skitters and other unsavoury creatures. You stick to your route and keep away from uncharted rocks, and this is certainly uncharted !”.

As night becomes more finite, here is your current position.

First Night

OOC

How shall you prepare?

Deep in the Night....