Art by Nicolas Espinoza
Kunoris Vex was in trouble.
The drow, a seasoned Starfinder who rarely ever worried about anything, checks the ammunition count on his pistol—three shots left. Whatever weaponry remains on the robotic drone would probably be enough to do him in. Still, Vex, a trained Starfinder, knows that sometimes an agent just needs to trust in their gut—or rather, trust in their aphelion laser pistol.
Two shots ring out in the long corridor.
A moment later the large robotic drone, dubbed a “hunter-class” by other Starfinders, explodes into a shower of debris. The echo fills the vast interior tunnel of Salvation’s End. A fist-sized crater simmers in the metallic floor behind Vex, a hand’s breadth from his right foot.
“Is… is it safe?” The voice of Kashtee, a timid gnoll who Vex took on as an assistant and personal schedule keeper, speaks from behind the armored vehicle.
“Yes Kashtee, it’s safe. There’s only one of them this time.”
The hyena-like Kashtee emerges from the driver seat of the vehicle, her trembling hands clenched firmly on a dataslate. She extends the datapad out to her drow companion. The white-haired elf reloads his laser pistol with a new clip, then takes the pad.
“Updates from Absalom Station, I presume? Good. We’ll need another group of agents out here at Salvation’s End to check on the latest vaults to open. If anything, we can use the added bodies to help patrol the corridors closest to our lodge; the appearance of these drones is getting far too frequent for my liking.”
Kunoris Vex, a venture-captain in the Starfinder Society, skims the datapad while Kashtee cautiously circles the wreckage of the still-smoking robot. She unclasps the shovel from her back—a keepsake from her time in the Duskmire vault—and starts poking the wreckage in several places.
“Is it… dead?”
The drow Starfinder chuckles while stowing the datapad and ushering his companion back to the vehicle.
“It’s no longer a threat. I think death is a concept foreign to these soulless automatons. Anyway, we should get back to the lodge. It looks like Arvin wants me to do some review on a recent assignment he’s sending some agents to Akiton to review. Something about some stolen relics among the shobhads. I guess he wants to know about the time I spent in the Hivemarket a few years back.”
Kashtee walks away from the smoking drone, hopping into the backseat of the transit vehicle. She lets out a small grunt as Kunoris turns the vehicle around.
“I’ll call some of the yetis to clean all this up…” the gnoll declares, taking out her personal datapad and making the arrangements.
Art by Mark Molnar
Art by Mark Molnar
That’s sure some ominous tidings from the false moon of Salvation’s End! I suppose everyone out there should get ready to put together a group of high-level agents to partake in Starfinder Society #3-06: Rise of the Vault Lord by veteran freelancer, Matt Duval. Meanwhile, another industry veteran, Jim Groves, brings us a return to Akiton in the mysterious Starfinder Society #3-05: Hivemarket Heist for levels 1-4.
This afternoon, we’ll announce a change to the minimum players needed to make legal tables in our organized play programs. For Starfinder Society, that involves a new option for higher levels of play. Come back this afternoon to read more!
For Pathfinders looking for a reveal of August scenarios, check out the Gen Con release blog where we shared a sneak peek at what’s in store for the launch of Year 2: Year of Corruption’s Reach!
Until next time,
Thurston Hillman
Starfinder Society Developer
