1 Walking the Fire

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Syr'alla rolls her eyes at Humfrey's insistence of not killing the beast, she glances over at him, "You're going to have to give us a better option, we're here to save the other ship, not the fire whale preservation society... if we lure it back towards the portal is it likely to return home?"

Fire Whale

Alien life study is paramount, try not to kill it !

"Aurora Ascending, this is Station Master Jori," the voice comes over the comms. Static nearly garbles the message.
"We need that ship intact as possible. Whatever secrets it holds is imperative to understanding the portal. Also, that Fire Whale has been modified and is jamming our transmissions. We believe it is being controlled by an algorithm. Do your best to stay alive and save that ship! Over..."

Humfrey is angry.

How dare they? Enslaving such a magnificent beast ! I will try to see if I can hack the signal and free or even control the beast.

yes, Gunnery.

Someone roll gunnery...

Just as Humphrey taps into the whale's OS, it begins to burst into flames, microseconds before missile fire rips into the beast. A great explosion erupts where the creature once was and only a spectacular corona of flames remains. You pilot through the blast with your ship intact.

You now have a clear line of action. The mystery vessel has come to a halt and floats slowly towards the space station...

"Great job, everyone! Should we board the vesal and see if there is anyone in immediate need to head back and let the people on the station handle that part? We can use the radio and ask."

"They're drifting, any signs of life or communications aboard? Can we open a channel?"

Stationmaster Jori:
"Congratulations Starfinders! You must try to board this mystery ship and find a way to bring it and any surviving
crew back to the station, over."

Catching up with the drifting starship is simple. The ship’s engines are offline, and nothing nearby is ahead on its trajectory.

Your attempts at communication are greeted with silence as you near the vessel. Even battered and blackened by the assault, the ship remains
a work of art. Curves and spines of gleaming brass combine with dark plating to give the ship a feel that’s half architectural and half insectile. Oblong domes are set in the top of the ship like eyes, opaque enough to hide their secrets.

Along the bow, the name Breath of Embers is written in Ignan. (If no one in the party is able to read Ignan, researchers back on the station translate this via comm units.) You come to the realization that the ship is from the Plane of Fire.

Syr'alla double checks the charge level of her pulsecaster, "Okay boys, no idea what we're finding in there, so keep your eyes open. I'll keep checking in with you so we can try and keep quiet until we know what's up.", she then pushed a telepathic message to each of them -Checking in-

"All clear," seer replies, assuming he is able to. "Alright, once we are all clear I'll fly us over and dock us with the ship. We should probably all go. Who knows what is on that ship. Leaving someone back here on our ship could get the person that stays back killed or leave us too weak to handled what may be on there."

A1. Airlock
The overhead light panels in this wedge-shaped airlock flicker, but the indicators on the control panel glow a steady red.

Seer doesn't know ignan but takes a look at the airlock controls with his understanding of the energies of space he is so fond of.