And out of the radioactive marshes rise..... (NEW MONSTER)

http://tippyzd.deviantart.com/art/puff-the-magic-dragon-142532791



The Players having found themselves in a tight spot at the bottom of a pit full of rusting cars and brackish water with some gun toting devil swine hunters wanting to parley decided to make some friends of gobstop, frank, earl, a boy named pork and an mysterious 3 armed one legged hopping necromancer

we only had one major thing the whole evening of games and i leave that here

Radioactive Marsh Dragon with a twist of acid and a splash of strange gut chemicals

No. Encounter 1 or 2
Alignment Chaotic Hungry
Movement 120' floating flying only
Armor class undamaged 9 due to size and floating, down on to max AC 5 once it starts deflating 
hit dice 6
attacks 2d10 acid twice per day, 4 attacks claws 1d4 (short little arms) if punctured 1d10 blast 
saves as fighter /warrior 6
xp 600
treasure/ harvest-able acid resistant skin with survival roll, 1d6 jars of 1d10 acid
long sharp hollow rib bones as 1d6 exotic javelins, craw full of acid melted precious metal lump 1d10 pounds of mixed metals copper, elect-rum   silver and crushed worthless gems 

Ecological Notes

The RMD looks like a large bloated creature with small wings and 6 little tiny legs covered in a slightly greenish blue stretched skin in its floating form.

Their guts turn acid damaged meat and vegetable matter into a type of non flammable and acidic lighter than air gas which inflates them to float in the air. 

they float lazily above ruined areas looking for heat signatures as they have poor eyesight but can smell heat and will often land directly on a large heat source. 

They are not very aggressive and will stay aloft as long as the gas inside is buoyant before they need to eat, while eating and on the ground they can barely move as they have tiny little legs having difficulty on non floating movement 

They can use their breath attack twice per day once at the beginning of combat and once as a final dying act if damaged. being full of gas any piercing, slashing, or explosive attacks will release a spray of acidic air blasts from the puncture 1d10. they are non flammable and their body chemistry rabidly extinguished flames  

AC 9 easy to hit in bloated form they become more difficult after leaving some of their gas by one AC each hit down to AC 5 

not much is know about their mating habits but there have been rumors of large acidic ponds with thousands of swimming tadpoles in a similar shape and coloration 

they are often hunted for their skins and acidic fluids by the suckmuck tribal militias  

First days on the road....... Snakes, and trees, and toddler monkees

Dead Cow Eating Tree

Our "Pilgrims" left FrenchPost today on a journey of exploration and discovery 

 Murderhobo expedition .   

Cast of characters

The 7 foot tall vivimancer armed with 15 flasks of oil and a bow and one eye, two mouths 

The Diplomatic Speaker covered in moving tattoos , always the Optimist

Never Sleeps, Scrounger with a hankering for spare parts and explosives

And Lastly, Our Sociopath Lady Illusionist who needs a laser rifle

Having been recently expelled from the town in a yearly ritual our adventures head out into the radioactive paradise to investigate the rumor of " a witch tree broke down the corral at farmer pugs and ate his cows". Arriving at the farmstead to the sound of screams from the barn loft they fling open the doors to find a giant snake, mid meal and trying to fit through the hatch it came in from.  A few well placed arrows and a sleep spell and one snoozing snake is dispatched with a well placed but perhaps mis spent revolver shot to the head. Skinning and snake ration harvesting ensued. 

Seems the little lady trapped in the barn loft is the only one at home as her pa and brother are out trying to round up the cows that escaped when the corral was broken down by a witch tree with a hunger. Following the trail they sneak up on a witch tree slurping out the insides of the farmer and a battle ensues. 

you will remember one of the players has 15 bottles of oil rolled randomly , well he only has 7 now.  through some well placed Molotov cocktails and a entangle spell no more evil tree and a minor forest fire that takes the rest of the day to put out. (yes they mentioned putting out the fire, as i already had an idea for the night time part of this segment if they didnt )

The next morning led to some tracking to see if the tree had any loot at its lair, yep that was the phrasing. This led to a clearing with some kind of one wheeled vehicular track that lead to a ashpalt-crete ancient roadway leading into the Piney Rads. Someone remembered a rumor of a underground truck full of guns near here so they strike out looking for that with no real clue as to find it.

searching the ruins looking for anything leading down did lead to a lucky roll and a stairway down into a parking garage fell into a sinkhole, salty brine and twisted old vehicular transports, and lo and behold two of them where box trucks, one unlocked, one locked

everyone climbed down into the sink hole and quickly searched the unlocked cargo area of the truck finding a box of guns, super soaker water guns.  the pyros in the bunch then reminded the rest that they still have 7 flasks of oil and a few lighters, this is gonna be interesting

searching through the other locked truck they find some lifestyle stims , a map, and some fake head sized jewels right before they looked up to their unguarded rope and saw another scavenger team at the rope, guns pointed at them and looking stern

Tune in next time for DIPLOMACY OR BUST: Parley in the radioactive wastes 

 

Getting Adventures on the road in the Radioactive Paradise

The Feast of St. Armstrong of the Church of Mournful Rejuvenation of FrenchPost

It suddenly struck me that that tiny pea, pretty and blue, was the Earth. I put up my thumb and shut one eye, and my thumb blotted out the planet Earth. I didn't feel like a giant. I felt very, very small.
Saint Armstrong

On the 13th of the month that it might still freeze and the beast overrun us it is tradition to hold a large feast with savory stews and sweet breads, baked inside the sweet breads are little metal tokens. Those that find these tokens are chosen to leave the town for a day and a year on a journey of exploration like the patron saint of the church of mournful rejuvenation, St. Armstrong.

The townsfolk cheerfully will give the adventures Salt, Torches, Rations, a fresh shave and enough rope to hang themselves if they so choose.

No one has ever chosen not to go, it would be bad mojo for the town as everyone believes that the church keeps the lights on in town and the beasts at bay.  

“Pilgrims” as they are called are not completely cut off from FrenchPost during the year and a day, they are welcome at Gastons Catfish Farm and Salvage Works on the north side of town. It is a gathering place on the river for various nefarious river folk and expeditions west to Lunar and East to Thorney Pines


cool piece of stained glass seen on the internet http://peaceloveglass.com

Bang Bang, its Dead, some simple houserules for combat

Picture from Stacy Dellorfano


Laying out some of the simple houserules for the homegame


GUNS AND GUNFIRE HOUSERULES

• Track your ammo, its valuable
• Guns make noise, monsters have ears
• roll a one to hit and something happens
• 1-3 missfire, bad ammo, reload.  4-5 jammed weapon, you should have cleaned it, telling me that alot will get you a reroll. this also will reduce your weapons repair by one.  6. you broke it, perhaps someone can fix it
• If you burst fire the above happens on a 1,2, or 3

FLAMING OIL, it comes in different grades and has a chance of hurting you or others if you miss

MELEE WEAPONS

• they can break or degrade on a 1 to hit
• they are quieter than guns
• you can hit your friend in the face with them under certain circumstances on a 1
• there are no magic weapons, just technology ones

BOWS

• on a 1, you 1-5 loose or break the arrow on a 6 you break a string
• you can shoot into melee, if you miss you roll again to hit and it could be your friends back you hit

Majik rules for a radioactive paradise

DC COMICS. ZATANNA.


Mages and how they are gonna work in this game (subject to discussion)

• We are using the mages from T&T, Yall have the line to that as its my favorite and ive gone over it, But
• They will save as an Other Dust Speaker
• and level the same
• they will choose backgrounds as per Other Dust for skills
• and pick training packages from either Speaker or Survivor
• you get the first 6 randomly rolled spells at start
• any new spells either someone will have to teach you taking d4 days per level, or you can perform a random ritual ( i have random charts for that) or you can take certain drugs and after the effects wear off you will know a random spell) THERE ARE NO SPELL BOOKS
• all spells have a visual effect of some kind when being cast
• Mages are mutants, but dont think they are.
• Some churches like mages, some hunt them
• you can cast any spell you know up to the amount of slots you have
• after you are out of slots you can take a saving throw vs spells to cast another spell but if you fail that you loose d6 per level system strain and have a chance 1 in 6 per level of getting a bad powersurge (i have a table for that also)
• it gets harder to make the saving throw each time
• mages have 1d6 per level HP
• mages can use any weapon
• mages can wear armor, but it will mess up spell casting BADLY
• Radiation levels effect spells

Rumors overheard in a radioactive paradise

Big pile of Rumors for the new game, these might be things overheard, remembered, or full out boasting and lies of the bored and frightened farmers in the area





Rumors and Sayins around old FrenchPost

• “Them there lights over the Piney Rads is getting more frequent like”
• “Yeller Bill done returned from the Port Rads with a heap of Silver that didn't crackle”
• “Lunar is going to mount an expedition to the Piney Rads”
• “them preachers at thorny pines done hung another RadMan “
• “The grain has a funny orange fuzz on it in the southfield, Mother Amy said we cant burn it this time because the smoke will pollute the air”
• “some more beastfolk floated down the river ona raft yesterday, the guard shot 2 of them but one got away”
• “they found old mans hawsers six legged dog the other day, he was in a bad way”
• “The rust isles are real i tell ya, They can fly to paridise and only charge a shiney gold anvil”
• Big Lizard with wings haunts the way south delta rad zone, my grandpappy told me there were two cities down there, you ever seen a city flying lizard”
• “them there thorny pine preachers is from the city of Pharos, they eat each other there”
• “gimpsun done found a old truck full of guns, said it was in a cave down west, but aint got no proof”

• “gahlagers still blowed up the other night, he said it was fairys”
• “Yall here ezehkial done quit being a wizard, said he cant take no more mutations”
• “I done heard that makson is going to take the truck full of grain all the way to the bridge to trade with folks from Jax”
• “Kale found a note on a pigeon-ossum he shot the other day”
• “Jonus said theres a steamboat working on the lower river near the suckmucks, thats impossible”
• “a witchtree done showed up in farmer bells coral and ate his milk cow”
• “well i heard there was a devil cow in his herd”
• Agnes said that barn cat can talk to you with its brain and that it follows the pilgrams each year till they die
• “The Lunars are trading Batteries for Sugarcane, said they need it for their books”
• I got a Lunar book once that had drawings of some flame gun in it, lost it in a poker game with the guard
• “ Seventeen head of sheep disappeared in the lower 36 hexacres near the river, the whole damn herd”
• “Galavant is hiring for an expedition to the port rads, goinf upriver on a trwalerboat
• Have you seen that balloon floating in the air after the last big storm
• Cornrad found a trapdoor when he was hiding near a woodpile on the last trade with the preachers, he said he heard people talking underneath it

and instead i create a radioactive paradise

So, after a holiday break the homegame starts back up and they all say "we want to play something wasteland, Fallout-esque, something with mutants all on one planet"

So, we rolled up Other Dust characters and a couple of mages from http://the-city-of-iron.blogspot.de/p/publications.html

and i came up with this.....

This is just a player map, it goes with this little bit of info on the places

FrenchPost is an ancient settlement dominated by a large Stone church on a hill above the River Red . for the most part it is a peaceful farming community but lives in fear of its neighboring enclaves and areas. Once a year there is a festival of St Armstrong in which several members of the community are exiled for a year and a day to go on pilgrimage (that is you player). mutant friendly
(church site, ancient hate hill beasts to north, ancient settlement 900 people tech 2 oligarchic )

To the East is the small community of Thorny Pines organized by a strict caste system of farmers and woodsmen who are very distrustful of outsiders and mutants. They are mostly formed of a reform group from Pharo Elvis who escaped to lead a pure and simple life farming
(caste based, splinter group, reform, tech 1,  200 people , tribal)

Pharo Elvis was once a great city along the River Man but is now a site of depravity and anarchy led by religious zealots who live in the waste of the city, there are rumors of great food supplies and demons stalking the night  (400 people, tech 1 , anarchy)

Far to the east along the stone road is the remains of a city known as Jax.  Little is known except there used to be a government city here where 6 great roads met and that now it is a land of degenerate cannibals . there are rumors of a large government complex in the area somewhere near a lake

The Port Rads Zone  is north of FrenchPost and is said to be a scavengers paradise and the radiation seems to be going away in the area.  but travelers report sightings of more and more hill beasts in the area from the north

The Pine Rads Zone centers on the remains of a large military base and rumors abound about strange lights in the night sky and aliens, but know one knows if that is true, what they do know is that the trees will eat you

Across the River Sacrament   is the land of the Iron Star, a pre collapse government whose borders are patrolled by robots that shoot on site and dont bother with questions.

Little is know about these western lands except for the occupants of Lunar a heavily fortified ruined spaceport whose occupants barter for lost tech, and grain in exchange for printed books and medicines (300 people, industrialized, tech savants, mutant friendly)

Far to the North are the savage lands of the Hill Beasts who lead raiding parties south in the spring of the year and the sunken swamp lands known as the SuckMucks where odd violent creatures are known to chop men in two with heavy claws and armored hides

Somefolks say that if you can get through the swamps you come to the sea and that many people live on metal islands and have fabulous technology, but thats just rumor, perhaps





So i guess we will play a little Other Dust with Wild Magic, no worries
i can still use a lot of stuff i used in SWN

Books i will be using are

ASE 1-3TotGaD 1-2CarcosaOther DustTheorems & Thaumaturgy

and watching 

D88 Whats in the Cryo - Stasis Chamber

On the Orbital there are a number of Stasis Chambers, who and what are in them is always asked by players when they find them, so i made a table. This is ment to be playable characters or henchpeople with an eye to ASE, TotGaD, LabLord, SWN,Other Dust, and my bizzare imagination . Feel free to do what you will with it

For some of the Mages i use the free  Theorems & Thaumaturgy.   


Roll two different colored D8, the table is broken up into tech levels and genres for ease of use, you will find the character class, brief description, and a little bit of equipment that might be preserves with them. all you need is a name (i make these up on the fly, and stats)

multiple use, this could be used as whos in the crypt, who is the stowaway, who is trying to kill me, anything really. If they are coming out of scientific or magical stasis i usually give them d4 levels and half hitpoints for a few days as being frozen hurts


Basic Shoot or Hit low tech guys and gals, assume most equipment is akin to burial goods

11. Ranger, Scruffy tattooed human of middle age dressed in leather buckskins and wolfskin hat. Equipped with hunting bow, 10 arrows, knife and a great disdain for being indoors and a mighty thirst for whiskey. last remembers being on the trail of some metal bear

12. Fighter, broken nosed and bruised mercenary, in chainmail with a greatsword. speaks a guttural ancient dialect of common and last remembers drinking and playing dice at a tavern. alcoholic and a bully to smaller people. fears magic

13. Thief , youngish female dressed in rags with the remains of a noose around her neck. remembers standing on the gallows and a storm on the horizon. excels in pickpocketing
and rooftop burglary

14. Fighter, tough leathery skin man in his 30’s, dressed in flowing red robes over half plate and carrying a matched set of scimitars, claims to have seen his God in a sandstorm and last remembers walking into the desert. does not drink or dance or laugh, silent most of the time with watchful eyes.

15. Thief, nearsighted locksmith with lock picking tools. dressed in homespun work clothes and with a balding head. has a uncanny knack with safes, locks, and traps. his last memories where of opening up a wizards chest a bright flash of light

16.  Ranger, stout woodsman with a large axe, dressed in plaid wool tunic and leather pants, smells of goats and sourmilk. claims that the last thing he remembers is the trees eyes opening up and the branches grabbing him

17 thief, adolescent child dressed in beggar's rags, has a cup with several copper coins in it, and will attach himself to the eldest party member and offer to steal for them. last remembers crawling into a warm box in a abandoned warehouse near the wharves. dislikes soap

18 fighter, fur and leather clad nomad with a spear and a hunting horn, claims to have been struck by a great light from the sky while hunting swamp rats at night.  will pass out at first sight of blood if save not made each combat, snores loudly while sleeping and eats with fingers



Basic casters in lab lord or equivalent tech level 2. i use T&T a lot here so you might want that download, OD is otherdust
21. scholar (bard or speaker OD), Older man dressed in toga, speaks in ancient dialect of common and has a large blank book, quills, ink and a thirst for knowledge. has a dagger concealed in his toga and a set of keys that he doesn't know what opens

22.  cleric, Shrunken faced cleric with a tonsure , dressed in robes of grey hues, will be clutching holy symbol and a scroll of cure disease when awakened. will think he is in a afterlife granted by his god and to have been rewarded for his service to that God. (choose random God)


23. mage, young apprentice with a random wand and random spell book, dressed in robes and skull cap, will have last remembered a spell casting that went horribly wrong and the learning faces of demons and burning ice, very crazy roll a madness and a random familiar in stasis with him

24. necromancer T&T young 11 year old boy with a stuffed teddy bear, he will be dressed in black clothing and mutter about revenge and “bringing them all back”  remembers legions of skeletons and the wailing of ghosts from a dark frozen place

25.  druid, Wise old peaceful Hippie with a love of psychedelic mushrooms and all critters great and small. carries a large petrified tree limb club and a bag of nuts for his animal companion squirrel that is in stasis with him under his robes. last remembers finding a blue mushroom


26.  vivimancer T&T crazy eyed middle age woman in a leather labcoat. has pockets full of vivisection tools and a large book filled with spells that look like lab reports. will cackle fanatically
during lightning storms and claim to have trained under a great doctor that created life. will tell everyone a monster shoved her in a box

27 elementalist t&t, pick your own element on this one.  Young girl with flowing robes and braids, armed with a staff and a bottled elemental (small) spell book is in the form of metal disks on a necklace. will longingly dream of planer travel to her chosen elements plane and remembers a great temple to her element overrun by other elements

28 witch/warlock  choose a gender, very cunning and seductive human dressed in evening finery, carries a small black book of spells, the true names of 1d4 random demons, a bag of salt, 13 candles, a piece of chalk and an attitude of disdain for mortals. smells of sulphur and only remembers a party after a banishing that must have gone horribly wrong


non humans tech level 2 and 3 still with a fantasy bent but some of them might be from alternate worlds

31. dwarf fighter, red mo-hawked, tattooed, and bound in a great chain which he will use to fight with since someone stole his axe. has a grudge about everything and will tell you about it right before he charges straight at any monster in sight. doesn't remember much, must have been that 113th pint of ale

32 elf thief, dressed in a black leather like rubber suit that has lots of zippers and pockets, armed with just a dagger and a black black heart. hates anything colorful or fun. last memory is of opening a bag of what was supposed to be gems. has 50 feet coiled silk rope, thieves tools, smoke bombs, a secretly hides a small brightly colored plastic unicorn that he talks too in total darkness

33 half ork assassin,  Ugly bastard dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and a fedora, carries a concealed pistol with a silencer, several hundred credits/gp in small bills/coins and a old subway map from somewhere you haven't heard about. likes pasta and vino, smells of garlic and cigars

34 gnome illusionist,  tiny man in a blue tunic and tall red cone shaped hat, with a smoking pipe, tobacco, a love of animals and practical jokes. HATES TROLLS, will berserk and charge them shouting obscenities

35 dwarf alchemist brewer , wakes up asking for a drink and clutching a recipe book of brews and explosives title “anarchists cookbook”  he is hell bent on getting back to his still and cant remember where it is. dressed in leathers with a sack of bottles, 3 beers, 3 whiskeys, 3 molotov cocktails, and armed with a large metal spoon (mace) pyromaniac, drunk, paranoid, hillbilly dwarf

36 elf blade dancer This female dressed in silks and carrying a matched sword and dagger will speak to few, and no males. she will seem to gracefully float in combat with 3 attacks with the sword and dagger.

37 fey sorcerer, This wispy wood elf girl will be clothed in green and brown silks resembling leaves and will have a silver sickle at her side. a practitioner of nature and trickery magic, she remembers the home tree being struck by lightning, but there was no storm, she will not touch iron or consort with foresters or industrialists. T&T

38 halfling cook, thief , a cooking pot for a helmet and a cleaver for a weapon, this barefoot hobbit is a lecherous glutton and will awake from stasis with a ravenous hunger exclaiming that he is the grand chef of thuria and only cooks with the finest ingredients. he will remember being on a hunting expedition with the prince and a blizzard snowed them in, he will say no more

tech level 3 archetypes characters gleaned from TotGaD and twisted for my imagination

41 cultist (mage)  Dressed in purple flowing robes with a bald head tattooed with purple tentacles this sour little man will often stare into the night sky and preach about the nameless ones and their return. A silver ritual dagger and a staff shod in silver at his side, his spell book looks to have been bound in human skin. he will say nothing about his origins except he is with those who wait.

42 big game hunter (ranger)  Armed with a large bore hunting rifle and dressed in khakis and a pith helmet this hunter remembers a great orange rhino charging from the bush . he is an excellent tracker and hunter with a full kit of wilderness supplies tuck into pockets and a great knowledge of the outdoors. he is terrified of mice and rats

43 monster slayer (paladin) Clad in full black plate mail and with a fiery mane of redhair, this young lady swings a great two handed sword and remembers being swallowed by the jabberwocky. her divine powers come from a consuming lust for killing monsters of any type though she will not harm a human unless pressed to save others

44 arcane taxidermist (vivomancer or necromancer T&T) dressed in a top hat covered with bits of fur and feathers, this older man rejoices in the dark fauna of the shadows and is a creator of life and unlife depending on your point of view. he last remembers falling into one of his own growth vats when a monster he created surprised him. armed with etched glass and copper spell book and a revolver and accompanied in stasis by a taxidermy owl and a preserved jackalope in a jar

45 condemned criminal (thief) a woman in a orange jumpsuit with the number 567 stenciled on the back and a shiv hidden in her sleeve. she will kill without hesitation and burglarize for fun over profit. pyromaniac, immune from mind affecting spells as she is pure psychopath. the last she remembers is being strapped to a gurney and a needle stuck in her arm

46 spy (illusionist) A demure gentleman in a tweed suit and wire rim spectacles
clutching a briefcase with encoded documents (spell book) and a garrote. he will say nothing about how he came to be here but will discuss the weather or how he takes his tea.  

47 spiritualist (TotGaD class, unreleased at this time) This hollow faced man dressed in a somber grey suit seems normal on the outside but is haunted by the dead. he will often stare into the darkness for hours. He carries a holy symbol and a revolver, a bag of salt, and a bottle of fine port. (use a cleric if the class is not available)

48 seductionist (bard) This fiery dame dressed in a short red cocktail dress carries a little black book (spells) a engraved zippo, cigarette case and the voice of an angel when she sings her sad songs. She will wake up startled and ask about the other people in the car, it went over the bridge, didnt it?



tech level 4 space explorers SWN CLASSES

51 exploration pilot, expert , Early deep space wormhole explorer dressed in a Vac suit with a smashed face visor, at his belt is a medical kit and a ray gun with a stun setting only. numerous astromaps on clear plastic surround him and he is devoid of any last memories. HATES AI’s and ROBOTS

52 high tech criminal, expert class, Young woman dressed in futuristic uni suit with nueral implant sockets and her hair in braids. She is wearing a set of low light goggles and has a blacknet hacked datapad .( Other dust reference, use as you wish) Her last memory is of entering stasis for a “job”

53 mindhealer , psion. This is a bald human female dressed in white robes emblazoned with a red seashell, she remembers being put in stasis in order to help others in the future. She is trained in bio psy and telepathy and carries a shock staff and several doses of healing in her bag.

54 frozen soldier, warrior, Red haired and bearded man dressed in tattered tundra camouflaged field uniform armed with a depleted laspistol and combat knife. remembers scientists throwing him in stasis after his base was overrun by space monsters.

55 astronav, psion, Wretchedly twisted by madness (roll a few random ones) after passing through a warpstorm this astronav has sockets and ports all over his bald head and is dressed in the traditional ships robes of orange. his last memory was of the colors of the storm and the leering demon faces made from nebulas. he awakens unarmed and restrained by plastic manicals

56  noble , warrior A gallant prince dressed in rich velvets and armed with a mono-rapier and laspistol who tells a sad tale of going into stasis with his true love, where is she now? he does have a large ornate key to the treasury of his keep and will promise large rewards for those that help him find his princess

57 life pod escapee , expert, clerical  A short little man with glasses, dressed in standard shipssuit, armed with a clipboard data slate with cargo manifests.  He made it to the lifepods and put himself in stasis when the aliens infested the cargo ship he was working for as cargo master. is he infected by alien spoor? or a pirate coward?


58 heretic psyker , This young man dressed in a odd collection of plastic sheeting and cording is elaborately decorated with tattoos and has a shagy mange of hair shaved into a spiral pattern on his head. when he wakes up he will savagly strike out with his mind at anyone looking remotely military and will tell you that he was “put away for the good of humanity”

tech level 4 aliens demi humans
61 space elf (psion) non violence.  Clutching a handful of flowers and with pointed ears sticking out from her golden hair, this damsel is a healer who will not shed blood in any way if it can be helped. She has no memories other than being held in the embrace of the world tree and seeking peace above all things. she will not speak to or around men

62 space dwarf (miner)  A burly short bearded man in a dirty jumpsuit with a cybernetic drill (d6) replacing one hand and forearm this stout spacer will regale the party with tales of asteroids full of rare ores and minerals. if asked why he is in stasis he will only say “lost a bet”

63 space ork (slayer OD or assassin)  Dressed in black rubber and ceramic armor, this tusked beast of a humanoid will growl at his rescuers mentioning nothing of his last memories except for “the beast in the night sky”. He fears bright lights and will stay to himself, though he is an efficient killer who will rip out and eat the heart of any beast he slays

64 space dwarf (expert)  Mirrored shades cover the eyes of this dwarf dressed in a ceramic mesh suit and carrying a datalab and metatool, he will ask about any salvage opportunities and bemoan the fact that the last thing he remembers is his exploration ship hitting that comet

65 space elf (biologist , expert  A stoic pointed ear elf dressed in exploration suit with a geode clutched in his hands, this space elf had just discovered a remarkable find deep underground when gas escaped the rock formation. his many pockets will contain survival gear and sampling containers

66 space ork , warrior heavy weapons)  Dressed in black rubber and ceramic armor, this tusked beast of a humanoid is wrapper in belts of heavy machine gun ammunition and screams in rage that his “Ghat” (gun) is missing and demand to know when it will be returned so that he may continue his one Ork war on the civilized planets, once calmed down he will ask for tea and be very refined. His last memory is of the inside of a giant robotic beast in a radioactive jungle

67 space lizard man, warrior  armored in a bronze segmented suit and carrying a mono axe, this reptilian humanoid loves flies dipped in honey and the splatter of blood from his foes. He believes he is in his own heaven for faithful service on the battlefield, he fears children of any race

68 exotic green girl, dancer expert Dressed in revealing flowing robes concealing a poisoned dagger, this green skinned dancer has a 3 in 6 chance once a day to hypnotize any humanoid male with her dance, right before she will want to plunge the dagger into his chest. She remembers being traded 27 times before she was put into storage for shipping offworld due to her fiery temper

mutants and others  

71 lycantrope http://untimately.blogspot.com/2012/12/were-creatures.html   Go to this blogpost, roll as needed.  This 1-2 child 3-4 woman 5-6 man person remembers nothing except for the last full moon. They will be dressed in rags and human

72 mutant cultist OD speaker Dressed in Orange robes, this elderly man will have D3 mutations from Otherdust  and will be a spokesman for the rights of mutants and the change in society that mutants herald. He has been placed in stasis so that he can communicate with later generations what will become commonplace if mankind continues to war among the stars

73 mushroom man A darkened chamber will reveal http://vaultsofnagoh.blogspot.com/2012/06/fungal-murderhobos-of-wilds.html when opened along with a starchart to his home planet, and he wants to go home

74 Space amazon swn warrior She has raven hair, alabaster skin, golden armor that reflects energy weapons on a 4 in 6, a chainsword, and a attitude of misandry.  

75 jungle cat girl  A jet black jungle version of a ASE 2-3 Moktar entangled in a net and roughly stuck in the chamber. while her communication skills might be lacking, that is made up for by her excellent skill in tracking and pouncing


76  holy warrior (tech level 4 paladin warrior) Dressed in reflective plate armor with a two handed mono sword, this older man serves the machine and worship of the machine, he can turn robots as a cleric of same level and has several schematics on him for servitors. also in the stasis chamber is a servitor skull that floats around when freed and serves like a familiar


77 samurai turtle man.warrior mutant    clad in both protective shell and shell armor this old turtle knows a thing or two about tactics and how to swing his Katana.  He loves pizzas and only communicates in haiku. his last memory was falling down an open manhole in some far future radioactive city

78 bird man , warrior mutant Wings folded around him in order to fit inside the chamber, this humanoid is covered in grey plumage and is in stasis with a laser sniper rifle with telescopic sights. He will remember being on a mission with his flock of elite warriors when a storm blew them off course

81 half ogre ,  large and cranky this half ogre with the mind of a curious child will be clutching half a teddy bear in his large hands and will answer to any name given him. he was orphaned on the battlefield and raised by kindly missionaries and doesn't understand that he is an ogre. he hid inside the stasis chamber when some aliens attacked the mission

82 mutant badlands survivor, opening this stasis chamber gives off a light dose of radiation and the girl inside is dressed in a hospital gown tagged SPECIMEN #39495.  She remembers wandering inside of a great space ship that went through a storm. roll 3 OTHERDUST mutations with NO stigmata

83 lionman Moktar from ASE 2-3   Dressed in a smoking jacket and wearing a green fez, this cheerful Moktar is a rare curiosity as he seems less savage than other specimens, but just as dangerous. He still has limited communication but seems more calm and refined. will stare at a mechanical clock as though mesmerized and prefers his raw meat with a dipping sauce and a tankard of wine

84 badger man mutant  “Did we make it out of the tunnel” he will say when revived, this mild mannered fungus farmer in glasses and wearing a homespun tunic will remember a earthquake and then darkness. In his pockets are recipes for d8 potions made of mushrooms

85 cybernetic bear. Its a grizzly with lots of metal implants and a laser sighting eyepiece. he doesn't talk but loves to dance and shoot things. when a gun runs out of ammo he will just use it as a club

86 savage half elf  Dressed in furs this pointed ear space elf is a mute savage with great skill of hunting, tracking, and setting traps. can not learn the use of tech 2 or above weapons or armor and will collect ears of foes as trophies. FEAR of robots

87 bullywug  A Sinister looking toadman who seeps a hallucinogenic slime (save or confusion if touched with bare skin) armed with a obsidian dagger and dressed in a loincloth. He can talk common he just doesn't like too and collects the eyeballs of his foes and strings them on a necklace. expert swimmer, breaths underwater, and only heals if immersed in mud

88 insect man ASE2-3  A Mantis man from ASE2-3 armed with a sack of grenades and carrying a sack of baby grunkies for food, though he would prefer fresher meat.  CLAUSTROPHOBIC and requires a swig of liquid courage to go underground. last memories are of the hive chasing a pack of feral humans down into a missile silo

some of these are underlined, those are what my homegame rolled as new starter character choices