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Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: The Long Long Long Goodbye

Regina, Frisco, Day Nine, 1:00 am Planet Time

Wyatt Sung sat beside Andrew Bowman as they sped across town towards Rocinante. Three of his crew were being looked after by the doctors and right now, Wyatt was worried about the one he left behind.

"If you even have a ship to go to Captain."

Brigit had hissed that at him and laughed as she was being lead away to the remains of the jail and something in her voice and the laugh chilled him to the bones. So as soon as Bowman could hand her off to some boys he trusted, they had grabbed the mule and headed out.

It was the first that Wyatt had the chance to see the damage done to the town that night. Road torn up by the flipped hover mule, the jail was missing it's roof - all and all it was pretty dramatic but he wasn't really focused on that right now.

They got over the ridge and pass the rail station to see the Port authority building and the landing pads. Rocinante was there, but there seemed to be something outside of its hatch, a pile of some sorts. As they got closer and the lights of the mule illuminated the scene, it became clear it was a pile of bodies.
Wyatt was out of the mule before it fully stopped and ran over, hoping he wouldn't recognize anyone in the pile. There were four of them, all men and all very dead. Attached to the shirt of the one on top was a note, written in Trish's handwriting like the captain had seen so many times in grocery lists.

"What happens to Ship-Jumpers"

As he looked over the bodies, the hatchway opened up and he turned to see Ma standing there, Pink Shotgun in hand and her hood up over her face. She was not injured in anyway and she came down the ramp as quick as she could to hug Wyatt. After a few moments embraced she pulled back and looked at Wyatt. There was a question in her eyes, one that needed no note to say.

(assuming a response of everyone is okay. Everyone made it)

She hugged Wyatt again and the Captain allowed himself to breathe a soothing breath of relaxation. Brigit never saw Trish, and therefore underestimate what it would take to steal the ship. Mentally he added another thing to his list of crimes against his own that school Marm had committed.

Regina, Frisco, Day Nine, 2:00 am Planet Time

All three patients were resting well in the doctor's surgery. They would all recover and be right as rain soon but Willow was glad that Doc McGuire had such a well cared for operating room. Wolf had been a mess but lucky that no internal organs had been hit. Willow massaged her arm where she had been hit and stepped outside for some fresh air. The night air was cool and clean with only a slight smell of burned wood from the town. So much damage and destruction.

"Good Evening Miss Willow. Am I correct in assuming that all your companions made it out of the mine alive?"

Willow started at the unexpected voice in the dark and then a man in black stepped into the light of the porch. It was Lau Tsu. He looked at her with concern but a smile, as if knowing she was okay was all he needed.

(Gonna let Willow continue this encounter)

Regina, Frisco, Day Nine 7:30 am Planet Time

"Sheriff Bowman? You better come to the bank."

Andrew had yet to get to sleep that night between caring for his new charge of a town and his other family as well, the crew of the he had just arrived to the jailhouse to see Brigit locked in the one intact jail cell. It didn't have a complete roof over it, so someone had put a chain around her ankle as well so she couldn't climb out. Despite the long night, Bowman didn't really feel tired yet, but more ... complete than he had for many years.

"What's up?" Andrew asked.

"You better come see," said the young man.

At the bank, Andrew walked through the doorway and was lead into the back near the vault. There, lying on the floor, with vacant eyes staring off to space was Nora Blake. Andrew looked to the man who shook his head and then crouched down to look closely at her. She was dead, but he had no idea why. There wasn't a mark on her physically although he could see that she had been crying a lot before she died. Beside her was a shotgun, and he remembered that Wolf had said he had met her last night and she wanted to be take to Jimmy. Although he knew, Andrew checked to gun and it was loaded but not fired.

``Go get the Doc. He can't help her now but maybe he can figure out what happened."

Regina, Frisco, Day Ten, Planet Time

Wolf, Sam and Asher were up and about now, although the Doctor warned them frequently about doing anything foolish like jumping off building or destroying old mine shafts. Not that he expected them to listen.

A celebration was held during the day and evening for the Heroes of Hornsilver. It was a joyous occasion but a quiet one out of respect for those who died and those who had lost friends. But there was a reason to celebrate with a new sheriff, the embargo lifted and the mine to be reopened soon.

Bowman send a wave to Sheriff Arness of Newhouse and lets him know about the death of Pearson and the Blakes. Needless to say the news that his former jailbird is now a lawman, that his hopeful cash payout from the Blakes to release their son was not coming, and that JW McClarrin was calling the council back to Newhouse to review his term as sheriff immediately - did not sit well with Arness. He was quite angry in fact when Bowman ended the wave. (More on this later)

Regina, Frisco, Day Twelve, Planet Time

With everyone now back to working order and the doctor clearing all to fly, Captain Wyatt is eager to put this planet behind him and get somewhere where he can get the ships fixed and the jobs flowing. Bailey, JW and some of the townfolks come out to see you off. JW pulls Wyatt aside before he sets off.

"Listen Captain, we owe you a world of gratitude for what you did for us. I took the liberty of having your boat fueled up on my account. But as I was going through my affairs last night I found something that Brigit left behind, I guess she assumed I wouldn't find it. Anyway it was an account with a fair amount of credits in it, no doubt stolen. Now I gave most of it to the Tong to rebuild their temple, and held some to fix the jailhouse. But the rest, I transferred to the account you gave the bank. So if you look there, there be 3000 credits. Should help pay for some repairs and fueling when time are lean."

After many goodbyes, a number of gifts of homemade pies, and having to tear Asher away from triplet girls that were very sad to see him go, Rocinante takes to the sky, leaving Regina behind them.

Three Days Later

Wyatt wakes up in the middle of the night to an urgent wave. It is Bowman.

"Wyatt! She's gone. Brigit! A bunch of alliance soldiers came here with paperwork and a high up muckied-up and said they had priors and presence and jurisdiction. JW checked it over and there was nothing we could do. they took her from us. My gut is telling me that you might not have seen the last of her!"

Three Months Later, Beaumonde

Wyatt woke up in his bunk with a bad feeling in his gut. Yesterday, when they were out in the market buying stuff for the ship, Sam started and was acting all twitchy. Even more twitchy than he usually did.
By the time they got back to the ship, he was acting fine but something was bothering him and Wyatt knew it.

So why the bad feeling....

He got up and went up the ladder to the topside. No one was in the cockpit, but they were on land so that wasn't unusual. He walked down the hallway towards the galley. There, Trish was up, sitting at the table with her head down. Her shoulders shook slightly and Wyatt realized she was crying. No sound could escape the damage caused by surgeons so long ago and no tears from burned tearducts - but she was crying none the same.

He came to her and put a hand on her shoulder. She looked at him through the darken hood and handed him a note.


This isn’t the easiest thing I’ve ever written – not that I write much, anyway – and, I thought more than once about writing it at all… Hell, it’s been my way for a long time to just up and leave without a word spoke or even so much as a look back. Safer, quicker, and more painless that way, get me? Thing is, all them other times, all them other places and folk I set in my wake, I knew none of them was meant to last or to mean much, anyway, so it weren’t a chore at all to just up and go… truth be told, puhn yoh, I conjure it was supposed to be that way with you, too. Supposed to just be Sam Dash, driving the boat til driving the boat weren’t the thing to do anymore, then off Sam goes to… well… wherever. Thing is, you made a friend of me, Wyatt… A friend, honest and true. You know things about me that ain’t but two or three other folk in the whole ruttin’ Verse knows and, still yet, you and me come to an understanding that I ain’t come to with none other… and, maybe brother’s more fitting in this situation… Tah mah duh, I’m startin’ to sound like Will with her flowery love poems and such! Anyway, I know as you know what I’m getting at, here, so I’ll just let it go at that… kinda the way I always have… and say what I was aiming to say when I first started writing this mi tian gohn.

It’s time for me to get off this boat, puhn yoh. I been here longer than’s safe for any of us, puhn yoh, and the longer I stay, the worse it’s bound to get. I ain’t worried so much for myself, neither, as I am for you and yours (ain’t that a kick in the nethers)… I reckon it didn’t really occur to me just how close things were getting til this last run, really… We brushed up against the Alliance some, and you know how I get with that – Made me a mite skittish and I should’ve knowed then as it was time to go. Friendly as we are and comfortable as I’ve got driving Rocinante for you these last couple years, though, I talked myself into brushing it off as my standard twitchiness – but, when that meh lien duh jyah jee (shameless hussy) Brigit made like she knew more’n she should about me, that was the cincher… that’s when I knowed better’n to have believed that I’d be driving Roc forever or that I could ever stop running from who and what I was, get me? Weren’t never my aim to hurt you, Wyatt, or none of the rest as I’ve come to think of as my family on this boat, but, if I stay, I fear that’s like to happen sooner more than later. Best way to keep all of you out of trouble that ain’t yours, I cotton, is to put as much space between me and the rest of you as can be put. And, the easiest way to get that done without the chance of you talking me out of it is to slip out whilst the rest of you are sleeping. I’m sorry.

I’d consider it a kindness if you’d pass my warm fuzzies on to the rest. Tell Ma that I’ll miss her cooking and I’ll be thinking about her every time I hit the bunk and pull that blanket she knitted for me over my toes. Tell Asher that I’m right sorry I pilfered his guns – ain’t like the Kid needed all of them anyway – and that, maybe, some day, I’ll figure out a way to make up for it. Give Miss Will a kiss for me and let her know that I truly appreciate everything she ever done to keep me out of trouble… and for pretending not to notice when I was ogling her doing her yoga and s#!t. Ha Ha. See what you can do about keeping Wolf aboard as long as he’ll cotton to it. Rutter’s tough as nails and can sure take care of his own self, no doubt, but the big galoot’s deserving of a proper home and folk like you to keep watch over him when that chip on his shoulder starts to tip one way or the other.

I reckon that’s it, puhn yoh. I keep writing and somebody’s like to wake up and keep me from sneaking out.

You got yourself a good crew, here, Cap, and I don’t figure you’ll have much problem finding someone to replace a wu ming shao jwu (nobody) like me. Hell, mebbe you’ll even get to drive your own damn boat for a spell, huh?

Thanks, again, for everything, Wyungsung. Hope to meet up with you again someday when things ain’t so tight in the sky. Til then, though, you keep flying, brother.


He read the note once and then again, as if somehow its contents were going to change with a second reading. He held tight to a crying mother bereft of her child and wondered what to do. From Asher`s bunk came the kid`s outcry of disbelief and rage as he woke up and realized that someone (SAM DASH!!!! YOU ....) had stolen a bunch of his stuff. Soon, Wyatt would have to break the news to all the crew so he slowly reached for the ship`s intercom.

OOC: At a glance, Asher can see Sam took: the JC39 Assault Rifle/Shotgun (and associated ammo), a box each of smoke and flashbang grenades, one of the PK 12 Peacekeepers and the Colt .22 (along with associated ammo).

More to come on the datadisk, Jimmy Blake and Sheriff Arness in Newhouse but I need a break.

Posted on 2012-07-29 at 17:10:36.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Loose ends

The kitty plot line was one that I was working on a long time ago and I have lost the thread in my mind, and it was linked to Kora and the Sterling Phoenix who was Sam's enemy, so we consider the kitty written out.

Another plot line was the Ludlows (the assasin on the asteroid and the leader in the bank job) and the their father who is a commander in the Alliance Military. That will take a back seat for now but won't be forgotten.

Tann - you have 6 points in guns which is a general and that is the max. You would put your two into a specialization like pistol or shotgun etc etc. I would highly recommend taking a less "restricted" weapon speciality like pistol or shotgun. Machine guns are not openly accepted on most planets and other than the rim, you are asking for trouble.

Now Reavers. You ought to meet some reavers soon.

Posted on 2012-07-29 at 13:47:07.
Edited on 2012-07-29 at 13:53:25 by Alacrity

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: points to points

I am giving you a one time chance to change aspects of your character including complications. I am doing this because some are using characters they did not create. So if you want to redo the assets and complications, you may.

Posted on 2012-07-29 at 03:37:12.

Topic: Gary Gygax B-Day
Subject: Gary Gygax B-Day

Happy Birthday to Gary Gygax, wherever you are. He was one of the founding fathers of role-playing games and D&D. Weird coincidence of this is that tonight I will be playing "Tomb of Horrors" with my friends that I gamed with back in the 80's. Woohoo!

So whereever you are tonight, raise a glass to the Grand Dungeon Master.

I understand in England they are throwing two weeks of sports events and games in his honour an athletes are coming from around the world. Who knew he was so popular!

Posted on 2012-07-27 at 12:36:20.
Edited on 2012-07-27 at 12:36:38 by Alacrity

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Way ahead of you big guy

Robert has already contributed to the farewell post. I miss Yeolde as well and think about him every time I post to the game. One of the reason I had "him" arrest Brigit at the end of the last scene.

Posted on 2012-07-27 at 10:49:06.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: not dead yet, just sleepy

Wolf can come out of unconsciousness, no problem. He can stay awake or drift in and out.

Posted on 2012-07-26 at 21:55:55.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Advancement points

Everyone earns 6 advancement points at the end of the campaign. These 6 points you can use for new skills, or higher specializations. You must put 2 pts in as a time to raise a skill. for example if you are d10 in pistols and you want to advance, you put 2 in for d12 or 4 in for d12+d2.

As well, if you look over your character and something does not jive with how you preceive him/her - now is the time to change. This is a one time offer to adjust the character.

As soon as Tann and Vanadia post, i will be doing a very long ending post and getting set up for the next campaign with the two new crew.

Celeste will be playing Tess, the new pilot.

Loki is playing John, a good generalist. Bith characters are posted in the character sections.

Eol will be coming back as a Buddaist monk, hired by a group of farmers to assist with your next cargo.

Posted on 2012-07-26 at 19:04:21.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Expenses

You started this adventure long ago with a full tank of hydrogen and 120 credits in savings.

You received 1000 credits for the shipment of Ice
You received 500 credits for saving the banks
Willow did some fine bartering work and got you 170 credits for the rum and chocolate
You got 800 for the passengers there and back to Newhouse
Income: 2470 credits

You paid 480 for repairs to Ship/Boat
50 for port fees
50 for the septic flush and fresh water
3 for new hat
50 for new ballistic vest
Basic kitchen reload (think: passengers) 200
Ammo restock - 17

Expenses: 850

So you are sitting pretty with: 1740 credits

You were suppose to get 3000 credits for the second Ice delivery but you never picked it up and besides, Brigit never expected to pay you anyway.

Future Expense - Fuel refill for Roc - 600
Proper Maintenance - 480
Replace the Aft Alternator and the Inertial Dampner - 400
Total: 1480 credits

So in the end you have ... 260. Yeah, you did make a profit. Tramp Freighter is such a glamourous life. Oh, BTW - The Kid and Wolf will need new ballistic vests as well.

Posted on 2012-07-26 at 17:39:38.
Edited on 2012-07-26 at 17:43:12 by Alacrity

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: ahh

I was really looking to some thoughts and interactions as you are being assisted up the shaft and the rescue, that's all. I will post a heal up, get up and fly up afterwards.

Posted on 2012-07-25 at 13:09:21.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Thank you

Glad you enjoyed.

I was hoping for a post or two though. These girls aren;t going to Rip, Tear, Fling!!!!!!! themselves you know...

Posted on 2012-07-25 at 01:55:47.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: bada

and I have! There you go. The end of the ring and the return of the king.

Or something like that....

Once everyone posts there reaction to the events as they unfolded, I will be wrapping up this campaign with a post with more endings that the Lord of Rings. Then we can start looking at upping your characters, fixing them up as you see fit and getting started on the next, assuming I have everyone on board still.

This was a long long game, over at least two years I believe and I loved every moment except where we lost a few players on the way.

Posted on 2012-07-23 at 18:13:26.
Edited on 2012-07-23 at 18:19:55 by Alacrity

Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Goto the light

Hornsilver Mine - Old Shaft, Regina, Frisco, Day Nine 12:50 am Planet Time

Rocks were falling down the drift and the dust was beginning to swirl up like a wind storm in the desert. Wolf and Asher were both tired, wounded, and past the point of where the average person would have hung up their hats and gave in to death. But the words of the Captain, terse, strong and confident flooded through them like an energy and giving them the will to move on. They ran for the ladders, Asher making sure that Wolf was on first and heading up. He followed behind not thinking of what would happen if the big mechanic let go.

Whoever built this old shaft knew how to properly set a rigging into stone, because the ladders held firm. The two men looked up to the night sky above and concentrated on one rung at a time, as fast as they could but one rung at a time.

"Help me with Sam, please, Captain-san?" Willow asked.

“Wake her,” Wyatt crouched and gave Sam a slightly rough pat on the cheek causing the pilot’s eyes to flutter open. “Ya’all better come with me if’n ya want t’ live.”

Sam moaned, tried to wince, caught his breath in pain and blinked through the haze that was blocking his vision as he grasped his friend’s outstretched hand and was pulled to his feet.

“There’s a shaft out there that we’ll have t’ climb outta, and double time at that.” Wyatt briefly gave directions on how to reach the shaft before turning to the red-head Willow had just woken with her using an injection through her hypo-spray. Bending down, he looked her square in the eyes, She looked to be suffering and her eyes were jumping, but Wyatt didn’t know if that was fear or whatever Willow had given her – and he didn’t much care.

“Willow,” Wyatt said without removing his gaze from Brigit’s. “Go help Sam git topside as though yer skirts were on fire.” Once that order was given it was obvious the next bit was for Brigit as his tone took on an edge cold enough to rival the Dark. “Move wrong, and mine is the last pretty face you’ll ever see. Now git up, cause the world is about to fall in.”

Sam moved with an alacrity borne from fear and the need to survive. He ignored the pain in his face and practically carried Willow to the ladders and out of the this so called treasure room. The dust was billowing now as more rocks crashed to the floor and it sounded like very nearby. Timbers split with a thunderous cracks and bangs so loud it sounded like explosives,

Willow found the ladder up the shaft which was merciful close to the hatchway, Sam following close behind. She could see the night sky way above and it seemed like a terribly long way up but she was determined not to falter.

Brigit meekly followed Wyatt’s directions and they came out into dust, thunder and a cacophony of rocks hit rocks. Wyatt found the ladder, not by sight but somehow he knew exactly where to go and started climbing behind Brigit as fast as he could. All hell was breaking loose underneath them as they climbed and climbed up the shaft.

A loud pop noise came and for a couple of seconds the sound of the collapse drift was quiet, then the last timber resisting its surge gave way and the ground shook like a earthquake. The dust billowed high, straight up the shaft coving the rungs and party with dirt and powdery dust.

Wolf looked up and the top of the shaft seemed so far still. The dust made it hard for him to hold on and
His chest burned with fire, He coughed and coughed, finding it hard to draw a breath. I’m not gonna make it he thought. It seemed to him that there were light above him now and he wonder if this was it – that he should just go into the light and accept his fate.

Then a harness on the end of a rope slapped him across the face. A safety harness?! Wolf snapped out of it and realized that ropes were being thrown down. He grabbed at the harness and it beeped as he did. The straps unbuckle and moved on their own around his chest and waist. Suddenly he was being pulled up. It hurt like all hell but he didn’t have to hold on anymore and slipped into unconsciousness.

Asher spied the harnesses coming down as well and yelled out to the people below him. Soon everyone was rapidly coming up through the dust cloud to the surface. Willow, Wyatt and Brigit were all hauled up to safety.

On the surface, there were many people. Miners were there with a safety rig that they used to save the crew, with many strong flood lights attached to illuminate the area. Bowman was there as well, first to make sure that everyone got out alright. Bailey was holding n to Wolf and calling for Doc McGuire who was coming in as fast as his old legs would let him.

Brigit was lying on the ground covering her eyes and holding her head like she was recovering from an all night drinking binge. She curses wicked as she bemoaned how bad her head felt. Dac McGuire looked at her and then over at Willow and smile, “Pantelline? Remind me never to cross you Miss Willow.”

The dust settled and the doctor was calling out to people, “Okay, I want these men,” he said pointing at Wolf, Sam and Asher, “Brought to my place now! Gently too so no rough riding.” The Doctor looked over to Willow, “You feel up to helping? I’m just an old country doctor.”

Bowman walked over to where Brigit was retching in the grass. “Good day Miss Brigit. We haven’t been introduced. The name is Andrew Bowman and I am the new sheriff in town. I am also a close friend and relative by marriage to Captain Wyatt Sung. I believe you and I will have a lot to talk about so let me just say, you are now bound by law,” Andrew leaned down and roughly grabbed her wrists to slap a pair of handcuffs on her, “and now you are bound up right pretty. Now stay right there or I will have them lights brought down to shine directly on you. Dohn ma?”

Wyatt looked on and let himself breathe. He had got them all out. They would all fly again.

Posted on 2012-07-23 at 18:10:24.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Wow

Love the posts - all of them. I will have to work hard to make this a thrilling conclusion.

Posted on 2012-07-23 at 12:30:02.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Getting out

Great posts from all, thank you. I will try to give Vanadia a chance to post this weekend so I can respond.

No one mentioned anything about using plot points... Wyatt has 4, Wolf has one, Ash has three and Willow has all six of hers intact. These can be used to assist in:

Climbing fast
Climbing really fast
Climbing even faster than that
Carrying sleepy hot lady while climbing
Resist making fun of Sam for getting beat up by a girl

Posted on 2012-07-20 at 14:00:26.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: OMG

"it's me, Wyatt. I'd kinda like t' come on in if'n you don' mind."

Now there is a t-shirt if I ever saw one!!

To get the rest of you into a mood to post.

Firefly: It's the end of the verse as we know it and I feel fine

Posted on 2012-07-19 at 02:12:38.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Post Forest Post!

Come on people! I got some exciting heroics to be going on. I need to finish this campaign off in a Whedon-style dramatic flair and style.

Start posting!!!!! Geez!

Posted on 2012-07-18 at 15:09:19.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: winch wench

The mule has a winch and a spool of rope attached. Pull weight of 5000 lbs before someone asks.

Posted on 2012-07-18 at 01:09:50.
Edited on 2012-07-18 at 01:51:28 by Alacrity

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: yeah

Be the mineshaft. Cerainly worked for Pearson. Is he worrying now? No! No more violent rage either.

Posted on 2012-07-17 at 19:27:57.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: option 1????

Chickens in a mineshaft!!! Guys, don't put John Ryan in charge of the ship, or shuttle or buying food.

Heck, I am sure the Wyatt Sung has gotten out of worse scraps that this in the war, with less supplies, less men and less time. I bet if Chuck Norris was in the situation, he'd call Wyatt.

Posted on 2012-07-17 at 18:45:06.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Let me sum up

Wolf is mobile, he does not need carrying. He is at half life points right now. Like mal still fighting even though he had been stabbed badly. So he looks worse than he is. Sam is revivable with a stimulant or even smelling salts.

The options are as follow:

1) Panic and run around like chickens in a mine shaft

2) Get Willow, Sam and Brigit and get up the old shaft as fast as you can manage. Brigit will have to be carried or Doctor will have to hit her with a stim.

3) Everyone head down into secret room and wait it out, hoping like hell that someone comes to bury you out.

4) Half and half, shove the beaten and the sleepy into the secret room and the rest escape to get help to dig them out.

Your questions:
1. Try our luck dragging Wolf down the long, old shaft to the old elevator (the way we came down, right?), or...

The way Wolf and Ash came down. You took the new elevator and came down the drift.

- Which way is a shorter distance to move the big injured mechanic?

The Old shaft is right there so definitely the shortest route.

- Can Wyatt quickly ascertain the extent to which Fenris is injured, and just how soon he's going to need medical attention? Also, would it be quicker to get Fenris to Willow, or try to get him topside to the doc?

Willow is nearby and has her kit. Fenris, if he lets you examine him took three bullets but two were stopped by his ribcage and a third was a through and through without hitting an artery. He needs patching but you keep running and when you can't run, you crawl and when you can't crawl anymore ... well you know the rest.

Posted on 2012-07-17 at 18:12:12.
Edited on 2012-07-17 at 18:17:35 by Alacrity

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Glad you enjoyed it.

The next one should prove to be nearly as exciting.

Posted on 2012-07-16 at 18:46:28.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: homage

For those of you who are new to the game, the player who created Asher was called Blammm. He left the linn when his wife was diagnosed with a brain tumour and I often think of him and how he is doing now. So the use of his ID for the gunfire was an homage to him. Odyson has done an excellent job of keeping the uniqueness of the character alive today.

The "slow motion" description of the combat was inspired by Sherlock Holmes 2, A Game of Shadows which I was watching the night before I wrote the post.

Celeste! Loki! Your chance to join the game is coming soon.

Posted on 2012-07-16 at 12:55:09.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: posted

Things just got interesting...

You have maybe ten minutes before total collapse, based on how fast timbers are breaking as the roof gives way down the drift toward you.

Posted on 2012-07-16 at 02:00:36.
Edited on 2012-07-16 at 02:09:23 by Alacrity

Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: On the rocks

Hornsilver Mine - In the Unstable Drift 1st level, Regina, Frisco, Day Nine 12:42 am Planet Time

Captain Wyatt arrived at the side of Fenris and saw the wounds. Normally, three to the chest like this would mean death for any man, but the mechanic was moving and grabbing his weapon. The bullets had torn through the ballistic vest like it was cellophane but somehow the man kept a tight grip on life. Either way, Wolf was gonna need the doctor's tender mercies in a short time. Yet, as he reached his side, the big man used Wyatt's shoulder to pull himself up and fire a burst down the drift.

Lau Tsu knew that there was to be trouble soon. The men at the other side of drift had every reason to want Pearson as much as him, but they had guns and would use them. Patience was his guide, as he moved silently to one side of the sheriff and flicked a handful of powder at the man's face, then deliberately scuffed his foot to alert the sheriff of his presence. Pearson was partially blinded and in the dark. He pulled his pistol and pointed at where the Black dressed man was before, but the assassin was gone. Then there was a sound to his left, and some powder sprinkled on his face. He didn't play it no mind and fired two quick shots

Asher wasn't listening to Wyatt's command to get under cover. The opportunity to shoot was once only and he wasn't gonna miss it. his hand moved as a blur as he drew his cannon of a gun and opened fire with all skill and hopes behind every bullet. But just as he did, Pearson fired his gun and the end of the drift lit up again. Pearson's coat, hat and face were caught in the flash and he screamed in pain.


The first bullet took Pearson in the shoulder and spin him around unwillingly towards Asher. At the moment, Pearson realized that he under-estimated this young man. He should have been paying more attention instead of dismissing him as a skirt chasing boy.


The second bullet took him in the chest, and the sheriff started to fall backwards.


The third bullet skinned by his face but not close enough to be anything other than a scar and a conversation piece.


Wolf's steadying himself on the captain helped him line up the double blurry images he saw in flames at the end of the drift. He knew he hit him, as Pearson jerked spasmodically and fell down to the ground.

A second passed, and only that, no more as the sheriff lay, but then the man jerked back up with inhuman-like will and this time with rifle in hand. The man was a menace with that rifle, and many a good men had died because of his speed, accuracy and deadliness.

But not today ...

Asher focused on the burning embers on Luke's hat and aimed slightly lower, the first shot took off the Sheriff's ear painfully.


The second through his throat and out the back.


Final bullet in the cylinder and it hit through the cheek, shattering teeth, tongue and upper palate in all sort of painful manner. The Sheriff felt again. Asher dropped his empty weapon and without thinking drew another gun from his side holster. As he did, the ceiling above him groaned and the sound of timbers splintering came down the drift.

And Pearson stood up again like some killer robot in a B-grade holoflick. - alive by the sheer will to do nothing else but kill the kid before he shuffled off his mortal coil. But as soon as he got up, the groaning above gave way to loud crackling and the rocks above Sheriff Luke Pearson broke free of the support beams and fell down upon him with crushing force. After that blow, the sheriff rose no more.

The timbers one set closer to the Kid creaked and shattered. Echoing cracks and sounds like thunder moved down the drift like a vengeful ghost coming to steal the souls of the living.

Lau Tsu looked down the drift at Asher and shouted, "Fly you fools!" before vanishing down toward the newer drift and the working elevator. As he did more rocks fell into the drift around Pearson's body, cutting off that route to the party.

The mine was about to collapse - it was only a matter of time. The Timbers were all that was holding it up and they were breaking down. Rocks fell, and closer and closer to where the Captain, Wolf, and the Kid were standing.

Hornsilver Mine - Secret Room, Regina, Frisco, Day Nine 12:42 am Planet Time

"No, no need for that, Brigit...I'm not willin' to die over money. Just wanted a big score before my looks fade, that's all, " she snivelled," Hang on, the piece is in my bag. You know I'm right handed, you watched me close enough...let me reach in with my left and get it. Hard to believe it's still white, " she said," it should be red with all the blood it's spilled."

Brigit snatched the chess piece from Willow's hand and immediately looked at the bottom to check if it was the key. "She smiled a cold smile, "You know WIllow. I really never could get a bead on you. I thought you were smart. I thought you were the one to watch, but in the end you do something as dumb as this. You are weak and pathetic. A little pain and you cave in immediately. I really expect better from you." Brigit eyes shifted from Willow to the chess piece and back to Willow. Then she took a step back and looked at Willow's gloves.

"Son of a Bit...." She said as her eyes rolled into her head and she felt to the ground.

Willow only had a brief moment of victory to savour before gunfire could be heard from above and then a horrible sound of rocks falling and timber snapping.

Posted on 2012-07-16 at 02:00:03.
Edited on 2012-07-16 at 02:07:22 by Alacrity

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Hello

I will be posting tonight and all will be revealed.

And then you can figure out how to deal with it.

Posted on 2012-07-15 at 21:58:39.

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