Chapter 2: Friendly Fractal Fruit Farmers

[skydragonknight]

[spoiler]Pulling Coin from pocket. (1d100=41) Chicken![/spoiler]

"Indeed. Ze brave shall lead ze way."
Paul tries to pull something out of his pocket. B'gok!

"Sorry, Helen. Better to cook ze bird than ze cook." he says, and throws the chicken through the gate, attempting to set off any traps that might exist.

[Kuroimaken]

The chicken awkwardly lands past the gate, but does NOT explode in a mess of feathery gore.

[skydragonknight]

Paul claps his crusty hands together. "Se magnifique! Ze coast is clear."

Though, not willing to lead the way himself, he says, "I hear that ze farms make excellent moonshine."

[Solo]

"If you're worried about traps, I can find them," Fistbeard points out.

Take 20 on Search with a +7 modifier yields a result of 27. If this is not possible, here is my roll.

[spoiler]1d20+7=24[/spoiler]

[Kuroimaken]

There appears to be no traps whatsoever on the way.

[skydragonknight]

Paul follows someone with more hit points than him.

[Solo]

"Come on, let's go." Fistbeard leads the way.

[Prime32]

Eren follows cheerfully.

[VennDygrem]

Talon follows suit, attempting to keep his eyes and ears open... though honestly he's a bit distracted by the thought of being on his very first official mission.

[spoiler]Spot/Listen:
Spot: 1d20(10)+5=15
Listen: 1d20(5)+3=8
[/spoiler]

[Flay Crimsonwind]

Smiling and trying not to laugh the whole way, Zane pulls the cloak shut to cover his weapons from sight, and follows the others. This group was at least the most fun he'd had in some time.

As soon as their on the other side, despite the smile and happy face, he's coldly checking the places he would go to snipe from, looking for the best spots, what appears to be the most hideable place, and the highest point. The wind rustling through trees is sweet, but he's more interested in sounds of movement, boots on grass, fingers on metal... if only the rest of them would shut up and stop throwing chickens around...
[spoiler]
Spot: 12
Search: 12
Listen: 15
Wow, thanks for nigh-lowest fucking rolls possible IC, and on my best skills too. Did my dragonsight get dispelled coming through? If no, I've got 1/2 distance penalties on spot, and see 2x as far as normal, if it makes any difference...[/spoiler]

[PhaedrusXY]

[spoiler]
Spot: 12
Search: 12
Listen: 15
Wow, thanks for nigh-lowest fucking rolls possible IC, and on my best skills too. Did my dragonsight get dispelled coming through? If no, I've got 1/2 distance penalties on spot, and see 2x as far as normal, if it makes any difference...[/spoiler]

[spoiler]Some spotter you are!  Don't forget you also have Blindsense out to 55 feet.

Kyx can sense anything with a soul out to 170 feet, and this also ignores line of effect and sight.

Spot/Listen for Kyx: 1d20+1=4, 1d20+1=2
and the Invisible Stalker 1d20+19=35, 1d20+2=15[/spoiler]

[skydragonknight]

[spoiler]Watch Kuro send some ethereal constructs just to spite the two of you.[/spoiler]

[Prime32]

[spoiler]Watch Kuro send some ethereal constructs just to spite the two of you.[/spoiler]

[spoiler]Nah, I can hear into the Ethereal Plane. [/spoiler]

[Kuroimaken]

There are absolutely no traps or enemies of whatever kind as you proceed into the reception area.

Once you do, it's easy to notice the place is deserted (as the reception area is, literally, a small building, about the size of an office). There are no signs of confusion whatsoever either; it looks as if the place had been cleanly and calmly vacated of its own accord. In fact... on second glance, it's as if whoever was working there just up and disappeared. However, Kyx doesn't sense any souls, living or otherwise, in the building.

[Prime32]

Eren cups her hands to her mouth - they meld together into a megaphone.
"Anybody home?"

[PhaedrusXY]

"The lights are on, but nobody's home. I don't sense anyone at all in here, living or unliving.

Want to dig around in here and see if any clues as to where they went?"

[VennDygrem]

"Searching the area might give us some clues, even with how sterile everything seems."

Talon begins picking through things for anything of interest, anything that might lead to a conclusion of any sort.
[spoiler]Search:
1d20(20)+3=23[/spoiler]

[The_Mad_Linguist]

Sabot goes up to the nearest Mys-Tech computer console and tries to pull up information.  "Perhaps they left a message behind.  I'm going to see if I can pull up anything"

[spoiler]UMD check 1d20+17=24[/spoiler]

[Kuroimaken]

Sabot goes up to the nearest Mys-Tech computer console and tries to pull up information.  "Perhaps they left a message behind.  I'm going to see if I can pull up anything"

[spoiler]UMD check 1d20+17=24[/spoiler]

[spoiler]I would have also accepted Knowledge: Arcana if you have it, just as an FYI.  [/spoiler]
No one answers.
Searching the place doesn't reveal anything outside of the ordinary. No bloodstains, no spilled coffee, no documents out of place...

According to the logs Sabot finds, there have been no entrants in the system in the past four days. There seems to have been logoffs and logons, but nothing indicates the previous party came through here in the first place. Matsuko helps by providing Sabot with some general-purpose admin passwords she was given by the Adventurer's Guild. The terminals don't appear to have exterior access to MagiNet, so using them to contact the outside is an impossibility (not that he finds evidence of such an attempt even being made). They only seem to have access to their internal network.

[PhaedrusXY]

"So there's... like a.... logbook... in there?"

Kyx looks confusedly at the computer.

"What's the last thing in it?"