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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Lazybones" data-source="post: 5140722" data-attributes="member: 143">In actuality no PCs were "lost". In-game, "Cecilia" was killed by the trap but I allowed a revive. I don't remember if they had an Advanced Surgical Kit (i.e. a "raise dead" kit) with them or if I had them bring her body back for a medical evac. The Skyranger was equipped with a stasis unit that they used before, when Buzz was killed during the first mission. In most of my NWN campaigns, I allow for resurrection, but with a scripted XP penalty. In this case it wasn't magic of course, but based on advanced alien medical technology. If I recall correctly I also had a timed stat penalty as well that lingered for a while after a raise. In this case the player left shortly after this session, so I elected to make Cecilia's exit a bit more dramatic. * * * * * Session 19 (September 1, 2008)Chapter 69“What the hell was that?” one of the guards said, his voice more than a bit tense in the darkness.  There was a shuffling of booted feet. “Wait for emergency lights,” Vasily said, sounding calmer than he felt.  Looking into the lounge, he saw it was more than the lights; everything was out, even the LEDs on the portable electronics.  He reached into a pocket and took out his communicator, but he knew even before he tapped its power switch that it would be dead as well.  He felt an absurd sense of relief when one of the emergency lamps flared on.  It cast only a dim glow compared to the regular lights, but it was reassuring to be able to see.  He turned to the guards.  “One of you see if Musa has portable lights that work,” he said.  “I go see if bosses know what happened.”  And to get my guns, he added, mentally.He had to manually release door connecting the lounge to the barracks hall.  Jane and Hadrian were there, putting on their armor.  “We know what going on?” he asked. “Power failure,” Hadrian said, sliding his arms into the torso unit and snapping its fasteners into place.  Vasily went straight to his locker and took out his plasma pistol.  He was momentarily grateful that Drake hadn’t won in her demand to have all the weapons lockers fitted with electronic locks equipped with biometric sensors.  He added the web belt with the holster and clipped a small LED flashlight to it.  After a momentary pause, he added a fragmentation grenade.“Comms are down too,” Jane said, picking up her laser rifle.  Thankfully, the indicator glowed as she activated the weapon’s power feed.  Hadrian helped her get the heavy power pack slung across her back.  “What about Beta?” Vasily asked. “They’re out on an overnight, remember?” Jane said, and Vasily bit off a curse; he’d forgotten.  Still growling to himself, he headed back to the lounge, the others close behind.  As they came in through the barracks hall, Garret and Drake arrived from the outer corridor, the agent holding her handgun at the ready.  “We have to assume this is an attack,” Drake was saying.  “Agreed,” Garret said. “We’ll see what Communications can tell us, if anything.”“Damned electronics!” Drake hissed.  Vasily followed them into the communications center, where two techs were trying without much apparent success to get their systems working again.  Other than the emergency lights, nothing in the room appeared to be working.  “Report,” Garret ordered. “Sir.  Got a weird reading from upstairs, then everything went dead.  Felt like a static shock, almost.”“Or an EM pulse,” Hallorand said, as he stepped into the room between Jane and Hadrian.“An EM pulse shouldn’t be able to penetrate this far underground,” Drake said.  “Maybe it’s a systems failure—”“That wouldn’t affect our personal devices,” Jane pointed out. “Well maybe it—” Drake began.  At the same time, Hallorand said, “Who knows what the aliens—”Garret cut them both off.  “Let’s focus only what we know, and worry about what ifs later.  Security sensors?”“Offline,” the technician said.  “They got into ducts last time,” Vasily said.  “Best cover lift and hangar, maybe.”“Lift’s power is negative,” Hallorand began, but then they heard a shout through the open door leading into the outer hallway.  “Sir!  I heard something in the lift!” came the voice of one of the guards. Garret met Vasily’s eye, and nodded.  The three Alphas hurried out through the lounge, with Hallorand and Drake not far behind.  Vasily was the first through the door into the outer corridor.  He arrived just it time for an explosion that blasted out from within the lift shaft, tearing the protective gate off its hinges, and hurling it across the room.  The two guards were flung back off their feet, and Vasily staggered back into Hadrian, knocking them both into the threshold of the doorway.  Vasily blinked, and nodded in thanks to the Marine as he steadied himself.  The emergency light in the lift bay was down, and the light from the corridor gleamed on bits of dust swirling in the air.  The Russian took a tentative step forward.  The two guards were stunned but conscious, coughing as the dust raised from the blast settled.  Hadrian drew out an electroflare from one of the leg pouches in his armor.  Twisting to activate it, he tossed it into the lift bay.  The bright glow filled the room, and shone up into the dark shaft.  There was movement there, which Vasily recognized even before the first purple form drifted into view. “Floaters!” Hallorand yelled, just as the aliens started shooting.</blockquote>

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