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Garden of The Dark PBF - Main Thread
Gargulec:
The eldar shouted in terror, and grabbing her sack, she stuffed herself even deeper into the corner of the crashing ship's interior.
'I-I-I don't know! Don't know!' she shouted towards Ramirez.
Spoiler (click to show/hide)Test failed, both FP used up, same result as X, 4 IP gained. Sweet.
Aramilllion:
'Survivalist...' - muttered Ramirez quietly to himself with deprecation.
He glimpsed around for the last time seeking for something useful that was not yet taken, and approached the Eldar.
'Stick close to me, Eldar, for we ARE jumping RIGHT AWAY.' - while speaking, the Arbitrator grabbed Sulyen's hand and pulled her towards the Ork, trying to move as fast as possible.
'Ork! You jump first, then we shall follow you!' - said and clapped the Ork's shoulder. Then he prepared to jump immediately after the Mekboy in order to either grab him too, or just fall on him, hoping that this big green piece of meat will break their fall, and they shall all survive this insane move.
'Emperor aid us...' - he whispered.
Gargulec:
Being grabbed, Sulyen immediately fell flabby, and did not oppose being dragged.
'I'll jump, sir...' she said.
Xander Morhaime:
The Ork didn't seem concerned with the fate of the two pink-skins sharing the falling shuttle with him. He simply wrenched open the hatch of the craft - not the most difficult task, as they weren't made to withstand enemy fire and Orks tugging on them at the same time - and, without even bothering to look down, dropped through into the rushing air as soon as the way was open, cackling for a moment before the roar of the wind snatched that noise away.
Silhar:
You make it outside barely in the last possible moment before the wreck slams against the bare rock, spitting fire and molten steel with a loud, painful roar. Scraps of metal and clusters of rock fly around, cutting the air filled with vivid, choking smoke, giving away a loud, whirling sound. The Omnissiah's hollow bird of steel dies a death of a true martyr, taking His acolyte along...
Luckily, in the second of impact you found yourselves far enough to avoid the storm of pellets, slashing heavily everything in their way. But still, the overwhelming heat could be felt easily.
Underneath, there were trees.
Somebody is truly smiling upon you for now. Just hope that the smile was not a sign of irony...
The Ork stopped on a thick branch of an enormous plant. The wood protested with a loud crack, but, suprisingly, withstood the fall.
Unfortunately, the Arbitrator and the Eldar followed a split-second later. The tree has suddenly lost his temper and you kept on travelling down its trunk, hopefully losing some of an impact's energy.
Thud. Thud, thud.
Spoiler (click to show/hide)How about a falling test ? We might assume that it's 5 metres due to the plant you wrecked on your way down there. Good luck on rollin'.
Act One : The Longest Night
"Strange is the night when black stars rise
And strange moons circle through the skies
But stranger still is...
...Lost Carcosa."
After you regain your senses, it appears that it's getting dark already and the sun is slowly sinking behind the horizon.
You, scratched, beaten and still reeling from the shock, but still alive, find yourselves on a mountain plain, from three sides shielded with stone crags. There's a tiny forest here, and silent whispering of rushing water can be heard from a nearby river - and a waterfall.
The wreckage is hammered deeply between rocks, still sparking from time to time. Few chunks still burn, lying on a plain, along with scraps and pieces of machinery which were thrown out during the impact. A pillar of white smoke raises high into the sky.
You would feel at ease if not these traumatic moments you came through a while before... And a little item nearby on the ground.
With a feeling of relief you realize that a skull in the grass does not belong to any of you nor a pilot either. It's a malfunctioned translator servo-skull, few wires plucked outside and bone badly shattered - the cogitator unit is clearly visible from between the shards.
You have no idea of where you should go now and how much time may it eventually take. And it seems like radio unit is burnt to chunks and smashed to bits if not better...
The sky slowly turns black, dark clouds rush from the north bringing rain. Slightly cold wind is blowing, bringing the smell of fire and molten metal.
Spoiler (click to show/hide)Anybody not burning a fate point to survive the fall gets 100xp for getting relatively in one piece from this there sternous situation, and additional 50 xp for fine role-playing.
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