Context: Our Tiefling Tempest Cleric decided to make a cult to one of the players, Caleb. The rest of the party is me a dragonborn barbarian, caleb a half elf sorcerer, a halforc paladin, a gnome cleric, and a human wizard. While we were traveling he talks to himself in the wagon about making a live sacrifice to Caleb, while i am hunting.
Me: I rolled an 11. What do I see?
DM: You see a small fawn.
Me: I stealth up to it. (15 at disadvantage)
DM: It hasn’t spotted you.
Me: I tackle it and tie up its legs (21). And i return to camp with it.
Half-elf sorcerer(Caleb): What the fuck!?
I just stand there confused as the mother doe head butts me from behind, which i proceed to kill. As I kill the doe and prepare it for being cooked, the tiefling grabs the live fawn and cuts out its heart and eats it in the name of Caleb.
listen, all joking and bitching aside i do have one very serious problem with mass effect: andromeda: ryder can’t take their pyjak with them everywhere they go. that’s just unacceptable. i see no reason why ryder can’t strut about the nexus with a space monkey sitting on their shoulder. the kett wouldn’t be a problem if ryder’s pyjak pal was there as backup. and there’s nothing more romantic than a candle lit dinner with you, your love interest, and your faithful blue companion. what i’m saying is bioware fuck up. they fuck up real bad.
‘Children, don’t speak so coarsely,’ said Mr. Webster, who had a vague notion that some supervision should be exercised over his daughters’ speech, and that a line should be drawn, but never knew quite when to draw it. He had allowed his daughters to use his library without restraint, and nothing is more fatal to maidenly delicacy of speech than the run of a good library.
Jaal joining the crew of the Tempest and realizing that he thinks he likes Ryder more than a friend; that he’s starting to fall for her. He talks to her more, he starts making her a new gift that he’s put infinitely more thought into than the last one, and he starts corresponding with his True Mother more often.
She asks about this Sara Pathfinder, where she came from, what her family is like… and that’s when he realizes he doesn’t know what her family is like, does he? He’s never met her father or her mother, or knows if she has any brothers or sisters or cousins… Ryder doesn’t talk about them, and he never thought to ask.
After a mission, it left Jaal feeling particularly alone, missing his family… Ryder came to him to talk, the topic was brought up in conversation. She told him her mother and father are dead and her brother is in a medically induced coma, that she’s basically an orphan. It makes his heart hurt, he was surrounded by people, by family, always no matter what… to be so completely alone and frightened and overwhelmed in a new galaxy 600 years away from your home… he can’t imagine it. He immediately emails his True Mother.
He tells her Ryder opened up to him, told him about her family, and how it made him feel sad. He deeply cared for Ryder, he wanted to help her… He had to help his darling one. “So bring her here! Introduce us, we will be her family.” Sahuna tells him. The idea entices Jaal, especially considering the recent events with Aksuul…
He suggests it to her, and they take the shuttle to meet his family. He introduces Ryder to everyone, despite his embarrassment from the praises of his True Mother. Ryder is smiling with stars in her eyes, loving every minute. She missed the family atmosphere so desperately, she loved being surrounded by it again. He was so glad he helped her, made even gladder by the confession that she felt the same way about him that he did about her.
So, how'd Scott get along with the squad & crew once he eventually is introduced to them?
He and Liam hit it off right away. Scott was a bit more withdrawn for a while after what happened with the Kett, a response to the trauma he went through, and Liam was determined to help him get through it. It’s really common to find them playing coop games in Liam’s room, usually with bouts of shouting at the top of their lungs. They get along pretty damn well.
He already knew Cora and respects her. He’s surprised she’s not the Pathfinder after learning what happened to Alec, and is a little surprised at how good humoured she is over the situation. Sometimes, when his thoughts are getting to him, he helps her with her plants. They don’t talk much during those times, but her presence is a comforting one. She ends up being like a sister to him.
He’s a little unsure of Jaal at first, mostly because he’s never met an angara before, and he doesn’t quite know what to make of him. The fact that he and Sara are together doesn’t help much, just because Scott was so close to losing her that he doesn’t want to see her get hurt. In time, as Scott recovers and comes to know Jaal, they get on fairly well - Liam helped by roping Jaal into video game time. Now Scott spends his time feeding Jaal all the valuable intel on Sara’s youth and how to make her blush.
Peebee promised not to tackle Scott when she met him because, y’know he’s still a bit traumatised, but she still won’t slow down for him. She goes a mile a minute, and Scott actually ends up warming right up to her. She tells him about all the places she’s been to and the things they found - he spends half his time listening and the other half grumbling that he missed all of those cool discoveries. Peebee helped him find his way back out of his shell.
Drack, having already adopted Sara, immediately adopted Scott the moment he met him and sends him pictures of guns to cheer him up. Honestly, Scott loves Drack because whilst he loved his father, Alec was distant and their relationship was strained. Drack ends up providing that bit of fatherly care that Scott never really got from Alec.
Scott respects Vetra, especially after learning about what happened with Sid and their lives. He knows how it is, to love your sibling so much you’d do anything for them, but Vetra has given up so much for her sister and to be that dedicated is worthy of respect. Not to mention she knows how to get a hold of all the things he likes but hasn’t been able to find for whatever reason. However he’s given up trying to explain human boardgames to her.
Gil is someone else that Scott hits it off with quickly, given their taste in humour they get into bouts of wit very quickly. Gil gets in on video game time, at first to see what all the noise from Liam’s room is about. All in all, they end up being pretty damn good friends, though Scott owes him a lot of credits. He learns never to play poker with Gil ever again. He certainly doesn’t understand how Sara keeps beating him.
Lexi is someone Scott ends up seeing regularly for a while, mostly for health check ups and the like. She’s more laid back than he remembers, more confident in dealing with her patients and not taking any shit at all. It certainly ends up being much easier to banter with her during their sessions than he thought it would be.
Kallo’s a good pilot and obviously a friend of Sara’s, so Scott is generally polite to him, though they’re not particularly close. Sometimes though, Kallo invites Scott to come sit up on the bridge to watch the view. A quiet moment of contemplation away from the noise of the rest of the ship.
Suvi has some interesting views, though Scott doesn’t really share them. Still he respects them, and they’re generally amiable. He understands when she talks about things she’ll miss about the Milky Way, as he feels the same way every now and then. Sometimes it’s nice to have a cup of tea with her and talk about anything really.
Our young Pathfinder certainly has a talent for finding — well, talent, in the most unusual places. From what I understand, she found our resident krogan on Eos, slaughtering the local wildlife. I believe he’s wearing the bones of his kills.
And yet, he’s charming, but anyone’s standards. A little gruff, but that’s to be expected. He and Vetra seem to be getting along famously, if what I overhear from the crew’s quarters is any indication.
Cora is still dealing with residual frustration and resentment over the Pathfinder’s role passing from Alec to his daughter, but she is a consummate professional, and after an initial tense conversation with Ryder, has allowed herself to process and grieve in private. I’ve made a note to check in with her — something Cora will be astute enough to recognize — but I foresee no future issues in that quarter.
Sometimes it’s best simply to let time and distance do all the healing work. Harry, if you ever read this, know that I can hear you smirking.
Liam continues to impress me — his good humor and willingness to reach out to everyone has defused more than a few potential arguments. I’m rather amazed at how he dismantled what could have been a rather explosive argument over the last of the Fishdog Food Shack nuggets (I shudder to think what was in them, to have lasted so long in suspension!). His loyalty is unquestioned. He’d be an asset on any team, but I’m glad he’s with us.
Ryder stayed in her quarters for an extra forty-three minutes this morning. SAM assures me she was simply working out, but I’ve made a note to watch her stress levels a little more carefully. Excess exercise may be just one symptom of a larger problem.
I do hope they’re able to wake up her brother, soon. Her role is a lonely one.
I won’t lie. I began sobbing when I heard Alec’s audio recordings of the reapers being a real thing and the main reason for the Initiative’s departure into the Andromeda cluster. Listening to Liara’s voice reaching out to him, after how many years have passed, informing him he and his people might be the only ones left if their battle against the reapers goes wrong- it hurt. It fucking stung. Hell listening to Garrus’ father talk about his son and Shepard’s escapades tore a hole through my heart.
Every single word of it stung like a bitch.
Sad thing, is I imagine my baby girl Sara taking the news hard. Like a cannon ball smacking into her stomach, hard. Sara would be struggling to keep her emotions in check, to keep herself from falling into a crumpled mess in the Hyperion, in her own room in the tempest. She’d be on pins and needles with this hellish knowledge of everything she loved and knew back home was most likely gone. All her past friends and acquaintances slaughtered by this awful unknown enemy known as the reapers.
It would break her down. Bit by bit.
Jaal would notice her change in demeor. See the heavy, hollow look in her normally brightly lit eyes. His eyes would pick out the way she walked, slow and sluggishly as if tied down by something unseen to the naked eye. Concerned for her wellbeing he would ask her if something is wrong, knowing full well there is something stifling her strong clear soul. Sara would struggle. Maybe choke, as she tries to tell him she’s fine. She never gets the words out. All she can do is reach out to him, holding him close as she sobs against him- her reaction alarming Jaal and sending him into a frenzy of worry and fear.
Knowing it’d be best to be somewhere private I am sure he takes her to her room on the tempest. After all, until now, he’s never seen her break down like this. A literal shaking mess wrapped up in his arms.
Through sobs she tells him. Bits and pieces of incoherent words stringing together as her mind continues to try and process what her father kept from everyone. Jaal tightens his hold on her soothing her the best he can. His heart hurts. Not only for his darling one suffering so much but because of the incredible loss of life no one could have prevented. Sara lost so much. And so had he.