Tiffany Korta

White Lioness Àjàṣorò was exhausted from a day of school work and another social function as her position of White Lioness, but she wasn’t tired enough yet to sleep. So instead she headed to the common room where she collapsed into one of the chairs. She planned to “veg out” as they termed it for a few hours, but that wouldn’t stop her from being polite to the others in the room. “So how was everyone's day?” she asked in her more than passable American accent, she didn’t know quite everyone so she fell to her cover identity.

If you want a good idea of how the humanoid looks, she looks like Navagatrix for the original Hero High (p 112).

GM Post The drone only got so far before they were looped back to the airlock of the ship, it took a few moments to realise this as the ship was directing them via the corridor. Apparently, the ship was able to control its own interior spaces, something that must be highly advanced for any race. The corridor bought the drones back to a figure they’d noticed at as they entered. Humanoid and apparently artificial in nature, stark white casing over the chassis and hair made of cable like high tech dreadlocks. “Please inform the others that we wish to discuss with them a request for aid on an important matter.” she spoke to the drone as if it was an equal.

White Lioness Àjàṣorò felt a cold run through her that chilled her to the very core, she’d never felt so cold in all her life. It seemed to sap at her will and for a moment she felt the will to fight fade, but at that very moment, she felt a second wind fall upon her almost as if it came from elsewhere. Shaking away the feeling she took an offensive stance against the dark elves, quickly working out a plan of attack. First she went low sweeping the first off of his (or her?) feet, she then leapt up to swing off the second to kick the third squarely in the chest. Finally, she landed before the forth slashing him with her claws and the other three collapsed behind her.

Me, me!

Zhenschina-voin Klara was concerned about what was happening, but she couldn’t help but correct her ally “Please call me Klara, Tovarishch Drednout! Voin just means warrior, and I like to think we're more than just fighters.” She wasn’t as attuned to the preternatural world as other of her people, but even she could tell something was about to happen. “But yes I agree trouble is definitely on its way, you might be able to get through to her before things go to far.”

The Dream Dimension Saint Agnes Day (21st January 2019) One benefit of training in the mystic arts was an awareness of when you were dreaming, so it made it difficult to be surprised to enter the dreamscape. So it was a double surprise to Rosa that not only did she go from her meditations, but she was also in a house that looked straight out of the ‘50’s. But her sharp mind wouldn’t allow her to be totally stunned, so she got up from her meditation and began to explore the house. She was of course in the kitchen, full of the wholesome smells of baking cookies, looking to all the world like a wholesome housewife. Rosa, however, knew better, her mystical senses told her she wasn’t who she seemed. The trefoil flames on their gingham dress were a nice touch as well! “I assume I’m here for a good reason?” she took a bite of one of the cookies, luckily here she could eat without problems. “I assume you know about my daughter?” “I believe you have several, all lovely despots I’m sure!” There was a flash of anger in the “mom’s” eye’s, but she bit the anger down with a fake smile. Even without Liam’s social skills, she could read the mood. “One was taken from me before she could complete her training, I need someone to show her the mystical realm. Show her the realm, ending with my own and I’ll give you what you want, freedom from your bounds to Bedlam...”

If you want I can throw someone in to make up the numbers!

Zhenshchina-voin Klara had dealt with ancient gods and spirits and it wasn’t always clear cut what they wanted, and her people had a good relationship with them. Without the proper ceremonies and knowledge, it could have an effect on the mind. “The gods might be sleeping but the land still talks! There is a Y Dderwen a tree that walks like a man and even Britannia who channels the nation's hopes and desires. Maybe they could answer their questions and help you find your place in this time?” Klara knew she was from well before those people of the lands, but it might be enough of a link to allow her to find a place.

The Traveller Now, this was an engineering problem, something that Sitara was well suited to, having worked on millions of different systems over the last few centuries. “We should be able to remotely access the station computers and gather up there data.” still working through the problems she added. “If we deploy probes we can use them to cut through some of the potential interference. Also, gather more data about our anomaly while we’re at it. We can do it now or at most an hour if you want a few improvements added. I’m thinking cables will cut down on potential transmission problems...”

The Scarab III Taking to the air Kamala’s scanned the area taking in everything she could, and the rest being recorded by SAFIYA. It was obvious that they were expecting problems. She wondered if it was due to local heroes or maybe something to do with the reasons she was here. Touching back down she was already trying to figure out a good plan. “They’re obviously executing trouble, so does anyone have a good plan as to how to get in?” She’d would have liked more time to learn more about everyone's abilities, but it was essential they get those weapons off the streets of Hong Kong as quickly as possible.

Now that Àjàṣorò has her second wind, thanks to Fox's generous gift it's time to do her stuff! As the Dark Elves are minions will Take 10, for a total Attack of 24. Also if possible use the Takedown 2 attack to get as many of them as possible.

Ms Bright Of cause he did! Agnes was still getting us to working with other, what with her being self-sufficient for the last couple of months.But she was enough of a pragmatist to know that she needed help to fight a group like this. “That solves one problem then, I don’t have to worry about teleporting you into a wall then!” her deadpan delivery meant it was difficult to tell if she was serious or not. “So when your ready let’s do this!”

Doctor Thorne “Hmmm, this is similar to an outbreak in 19th Century Germany the chronicles noted the appearance of tattoo’s along with what we’d called zombie-like behaviour. We must make find a way to contain this ink somehow, and don’t let it touch you unless you want a few extra tattoos.” She was considering options to push all the ink into a containable area, the hole in the floor really didn’t help matters. There was also another thing to consider as well. “This is definitely controlled by some kind of sentient force, even if it’s a hive-like mentality. So what do they want from us right now?”

Rosa's is tattoo free but Liam defiantly has one or two.

White Lioness's Toughness Save: 1d20+8 19, it's borderline but let's use that shiny new HP Toughness Save: 1d20+8 24.

Rosa's Knowledge (Arcane Lore): 1d20+20 27

White Lioness Reflex Save: 1d20+12 24, so Toughness Save: 1d20+8 9 yeah lets spend a HP for a reroll Toughness Save: 1d20+8 11 so 18 Against the snare Reflex Save: 1d20+12 25. So could be worse....

GM Post Whilst the heroes were introducing themselves there was an almost imperceptible change to the craft. Then without any noticeable mechanically means a door opened up on the side of the craft and a silvery ramp formed touching the ground not that far from the gathered heroes. Brightly lit there was no way that they could see inside, but apparently it was an invitation of some kind. Soundless as it was it took a few moments before someone noticed that the ship had provided an entrance in the hidden depths of the alien ship.

GM Post As Dana’s turned to reply the bell for the next period rang, she paused for a few minutes and weighed up her options before answering with a wicked looking smile as something occurred to her. “Well in that case I’ll show you what’s going on, but we need to go right now!” She took a few steps before looking back at her fellow Claremont students. “Well are you all coming along or not?” Not waiting for a response she strode off down the grounds towards the back of the Claremont grounds.

Doctor Thorne Bedlam had many area like this nondescript area that were a little run down, that few appart dare visit afterdark. Rosa would be oblivious to such threats if it wasn’t for Liam keeping an eye out for potential danger, especially if she was following an occult lead. Knowing the situation meant she was quite comfortable waiting for her “date” for the evening. Whilst she’d always followed fashion, it could be very useful in her investigations sometime,she tended not to follow the trends going for what was comfortable on a day to day basis. So for tonight she’d fallen back on her Little Black Dress, that gave a her a simple but classy look that suited a night like this.

GM Post Compared to the almost sereneness of the ship now Facsimile was filled with memories of a ship in chaos, alarms blaring and various Lor running down the corridor. It looked like a typical scene from one of the many Earth Sci-fi shows and movies. Suddenly there was a wall of electricity running down the corridor, sweeping away everything as it did, until it passed the point they were and no more Lor in the area anymore. Though for a moment he thought he’d seen a form of a humanoid made out of the streaming electricity...

Lucy Harker “You’ve obviously not listened to the good stuff, raised the roof back in my day. And not so much of the old!” she replies with a laugh of her own. Something must have touched a nerve as after a few seconds of though, as they began to cruise down the Freeway, she added “Though it’s crazy to think that it was almost hundred years soon. I’m two hundred and also thirty-seven, that would have almost made me an old maid now it’s just the beginning of it all!” with a smile she added “Don’t worry I’m not going all melancholic on you, I guess it something that all immortals figure out at some point.”

Ms Bright Agnes was quite for a few moments as she apparently considered the option at hand. “I’ve never tried to teleport with someone other than myself, I should be able to do it with the shorter distances to cover for the increase in weight.” it sounded that she at least understood how her powers worked, which was a surprise to her to discover out this fact. “There’s still some risk obviously!” she still looked confident despite the risks “Other than that I’m all good to go!” she managed a reassuring smile.

Doctor Thorne Upon spying the oozing blackness from the book her reaction were almost instantaneous. “I need to see that straight away, catch me up when you can.” She sprinted up the stair and threw open the door to where the ooze was, just in time to see Mr Strix and Lady Horus disappear through a sudden hole in the floor. “Huh that can’t be good!” not bothering to check if they’d followed Rosa called back to the other “You probably should go check to see if they’re both okay.” As she spoke her senses both mundane and magical scanned the ooze to try and determine what she could about this stuff.