Wow, so much to get caught up on.
We were still on Thical, had just finished clearing out an orc infestation, and actually got an orc on our side, he’ll be with us for a while yet it seems. I like him, he is really good at helping us kill things.
We got back to the ship and were getting ready to head out to Port Footfall to get paid. Now, I wasn’t too sure that there was even going to be a Footfall with the way our luck has been with getting paid, but I was up for the trip. Even though we’re not always paid, seems more often than not we find some kind of trouble to keep me occupied.
We were all set to leave, but then Trask showed up, with a significant force. He had been searching for Killian. He threw a beaten and bloody Havoc to the ground in front of him, and proceeded to shoot him over and over again. One shot would’ve been a kindness to Havoc, it was clear from his wounds he wouldn’t recover, but he must have ran through a full clip. Killian took it about as well as you’d expect. Before any of us had a chance to react though, Nett fucking Doze walked up next to Trask, and clicked a detonator.
The Titansbane erupted.
We scrambled from the bridge and started preparing to fight back, as Trask’s men began cutting into our ship.
After repelling the boarders for a few minutes, Rage called for me over vox. He needed a pilot to get Havoc’s body back on our ship while he kept Trask busy. I landed near Havoc, and on my way to grab him, I saw Killian and Trask through the smoke. I wasn’t about to let Rage kill himself just because Havoc died, I moved towared the fighting when I was stopped short by a figure in the smoke.
Nett Doze stood in front of me, power axe at the ready. He lodged it into my shoulder, and I used the opportunity to shoot him point blank with my pistol. His head appeared to have exploded, but the next second he was fine. Another hit and I passed out. I awoke to see Sig fighting Nett, who was close, but didn’t notice I was awake. I hit him again with my pistol, and I swear I tore him in half with a burst of fire, but apparently it wasn’t enough to bring him down. While Nett was stunned, Sig took me back to the shuttle and propped me up in the back. I saw him backing out through the smoke, and fired my lascannon at the figure in the smoke. The whole left side of his body disintegrated, yet he didn’t stop. Emir noticed the damage to Nett, and sniped him, and his body finally crumpled to the ground. I shot him once more with my lascannon, just to make sure…
Sig walked over and cut his head off, mumbled something to himself that sounded a helluva lot like, “This is going in the sex dungeon.” I have no idea what to make of that.
We got Havoc’s body on the transport, and scooped up what was left of Rage, as Trask and his force retreated. Our crew had gotten the ship fixed enough to be stable in the warp, so we left Thical as soon as everyone was back on board.
On our escape from the planet, some wolfpack raiders followed us out. They were fast, but the Titansbane’s arsenal was ultimately too much for them. Only took a few volleys to destroy each one.
On the way to the warp we all met up at the infirmary to check on Rage, and see what next steps were. His left arm was gone, and it was clear that he was broken over the loss of Havoc. I may have used his state in my favor, and convinced him to give me his old red cloak. Didn’t even have to gamble for it, he just gave it to me. He clearly didn’t care about anything anymore. Works for me!
He mentioned that we needed to go to Port Footfall to receive our payment.
He was really starting to bum me our, so I started heading to leave, when Nyx arrived, with some interesting news.
Nyx showed up and informed us that Maximiliano was loose on the ship, and that he had been possessed by a demon. Great. I blame Nett Doze. Not like he can defend himself anymore anyway.
It’s worth noting that nobody has seen him apart from Kayp, and there have been multiple search parties.
We had to stop at Wander for supplies on the way to Footfall, and on the warp trip there, On the way there I tried gambling with some chump using my acid stick that doesn’t have any acid on it. AND HE FUCKING WON.
His name was Johnny Bravo, and I vowed one day I would exact my revenge.
We….. Wandered around Wander (I’m sorry Jimmy 3.0, I know you expect better from me), we were told the repairs on our ship would take 17 days. While the others were looking for new gear, and crew, and whatever else they wanted, Brute and I went in search of Johnny Bravo, the scoundrel. Only had to pay him one bottle of amasec.
We confronted him about the stick, and he ran away. The stick was gone but not forgotten. I stood guard at the entrance to the ship for the remainder of our visit, waiting for Bravo to return so I could force him to reveal the whereabouts of my stick he could only have taken by cheating. He never came back.
On our way back out to get to our next waypoint, The Temple, I went in search of any information regarding Bravo, or anyone who knew what he did with the stick. I saw some kids playing with it, and I took it from them. It’s not a toy for children!
Well, some beefy dude noticed, and he did not appreciate me stealing my property back. After a few seconds of him bitching at me, I finally had enough. I punched him square in the jaw. He shrugged it off, and hit me back. After beating each other up for at least 10-15 minutes, a small crowd had gathered, and were cheering on both of us. We eventually stopped, and he introduced himself as Arronax King. I’m going to remember him, he was pretty cool. Very respectable muscles. We will see each other again.
News of the brawl travelled fast, and everyone seems to me in a slightly better more. It was good timing for it, as we had to navigate through the Witch-Cursed world, The Battleground, and The Hermitage. Everyone was on edge during that leg of our journey. I overheard at least 20 conversations about ghost ships, missing crews, and all manner of other even more ridiculous claims. Just stories.
We haven’t spent much time on Footfall, bet we’re finally here. Upon arrival, Rage led us to Zulfikar Raheem, who paid us well for our journey and misfortunes. He clearly was experiencing joy with regard to Rage losing his arm and having to deal with the death of Havoc. After ensuring we were paid, Rage donned Havoc’s bloodstained cloak and left. I’m sure we’ll run into him again at some point.
Side note: I HAVE SHIPS THAT CAN PUNCH OTHER SHIPS! OUR ENEMIES WON’T KNOW WHAT HIT THEM! (Again, really glad Jimmy 3.0 is incapable of reading)