Shadowrunners: Solitude and Sacrifice

Change of Plans
Blood runs Red while the runners look to secure their bounty.

The moment that Alastor cleaved the last bodyguard on the second train car, the team received a panicked message from Auck’tuum that the train was speeding up..and heading in a new direction. They hardly had a moment to wonder, when their contractor Pascal Waters contacted Big Jim and calmly explained that the train had changed destination somewhere along the track. Apparently Dawnstar owned this particular line and had established their own infrastructure heading east…towards the coast. The team relayed this message to their rigger, who had already taken it upon himself to winch the hovercraft to the rear of the train and board it with haste. Rak was becoming conscious on the hovercraft by this time-all thanks to the medical drone and supplies Auck’tuum brought along.

On the second train car the runners found themselves without an entry to the third car, there had been no need for doors for a delivery of massive cargo. The Boss must have added this car at the last moment.

Nessa took it upon herself to load explosive ammunition into her already massive sniper rifle, and she wasted no time blasting the rear wall of the cargo car open. Reinforced but not impenetrable, the wall caved to the rifle and reveals the second train car ahead of them. They were close. As the elf began to work away at the front door of the third train car the door burst outward and flew past the runners, revealing the inside of the residential car…with no sign of what had thrown it open.

Tobias took it upon himself to charge forward with his minigun at the ready, and Big Jim advised that he point it around the corner and fire off a set of rounds at their hidden opponent. Jim’s intuition was right that their foe waited inside, but the troll couldn’t have been prepared for the swipe of a long thin blade that easily removed his enormous hand still gripping the minigun. He screamed and fell backward onto the floor.

The group only gave it a moment of thought, since the same blade burst from the wall of the train…slicing toward the door. They watched it tear through the metal and their gaze followed a gigantic figure emerging from behind the wall. The light lit up a plethora of body augmentations that hid all trace of humanity, from a partially mechanical skull down to his metallic skin that covered thick dermal plates. The only sign of humanity in this being was a tattered brown coat that draped around his body, and the team glanced down as the coat shifted to reveal bestial leg augmentations that undoubtedly improved his ability to move with agility.

Tobias lifted an arm to point his harpoon gun at the figure now moving into the second train car, pulling the trigger as the figure lifted a hand to catch the projectile. With a flick of his arm the being grabbed the harpoon and whipped the troll against the wall, knocking him unconscious.

No time to waste. Big Jim swiftly moved to the center of the being’s body and slugged him twice, hardly leaving a scratch on the man they had come to call ‘Red’. Nessa took multiple shots from the rear, as Alastor jumped in to swing his claymore at Red’s midsection and left a small tear in an area weakened by Rak’s acid. Taken aback by their immediate strength, Red eyed the runners and lifted his blades high above his head only to carelessly catch them on the cargo of the train, slipping to his knees and allowing Big JIm a moment to throw two jabs and blast his vulnerable human skull. Alastor ripped open Red’s chest even more with his claymore, revealing a glowing logo of this cyber psycho’s creator. Nessa’s sniper rifle rang from behind the party once more, causing Red’s head to snap back on impact.

Freshly wounded though far from out of the fight, Red stood tall and lifted his swords once more and brought one down upon the chest of Alastor, tearing through his armor from shoulder to waist. Big Jim lifted his hands and blocked another swing from Red, his magical shield enough to stop the blade but not the pure force of an augmented arm’s swing. Red lowered his weapons for a charging attack, when one of Auck’tuum’s combat drones flew by outside and unloaded several rounds into Red’s back. The runners clenched their fists and moved at Red once more while Nessa let loose another rifle round from behind. Big Jim rammed his fists into Red’s body again, knocking him back as the being let out thunderous shouts of rage.

Nessa’s rifle round cut a hole in the side of Red’s steel skull and Alastor chose to end the fight promptly, by bringing his heavy claymore through the midsection of Red in a final blow that cut the psycho in half. His body fell to the floor and Red cackled wildly and gasped a warning at the group, “Lockjaw will be coming for you.”

But the fight wasn’t over yet: the Boss of Dawnstar was waiting for them in the next car..and already his other bodyguards began laying a stream of bullets down the hallway where the runners had fought Red. Nessa and Alastor dispatched one of them with a rifle round and a few well placed pistol shots respectively, and the team watched Auck’tuum burst through the door to take another by surprise.

The party felt the train shift, were they headed downward now? Their speed began to pick up, and the light of the outdoors turned to the darkness and loud humming of a tunnel.

Big Jim sprinted to the bodyguard on their side of the third car and clocked him neatly in the jaw and again in the ribs, leaving the man on his knees in pain. Alastor approached the guard on the far end of the car, decapitating him while the rigger held him in place. Jim knocked out the kneeling bodyguard and turned his attention to the booths where the Boss of Dawnstar was certainly waiting. On the whim of a guess, Jim and Alastor ripped open the door to the middle of three passenger booths and revealed Rofenasa Endar. Boss Endar looked exactly as Alastor remembered, a short and contentedly overweight man that dressed well to cover up his greed and subtle milquetoast attitude. Jim grabbed Endar by the collar and slammed him against the outer wall of the car, while the party crossed their arms and looked on with menace.

They questioned him..where was the train heading? Why did it change direction?

He answered with a shaken voice, “This train was headed to Washington before you decided to board it!…b-but we changed course to head to an old facility owned by our parent corporation.”

“Where is this facility located?”, half the runners began to shout.

“Underneath Boston harbor.”

The man’s life was neatly ended and his body tossed aside…Boss Endar and hopefully his company of goons were done. Now the team could get paid.

Pascal Waters contacted Big Jim at that moment to say that Northeast Merc lost their ability to track the train along the coast some miles north of Boston. Then he thanked them for their service and informed Big Jim that their reward would shortly arrive in his accounts, but there could be no helping the change of direction by the train. Northeast Merc had no extraction plan to offer, no idea where they might be heading, and Pascal informed them that they may be in contact someday for another contract, should Big Jim find himself short on finances.

The team prepared for what was to come. Where could the train take them that was underneath Boston harbor?

Penetration and Train Stations [NSFW]
Boarding the train will require...necessary research.

Before the party could set off, Alastor ventured out to purchase a vehicle to assist in taking down Boss Endar once and for all. He came across a cheap custom hovercraft with little to offer in the way of speed, though armored and capable of carrying allies aplenty. The rest of the party offered research, in the form of Big Jim’s ‘connection’ with a madame of a brothel on the other side of town. One look at the party’s troll and she decided that her brother wasn’t such a great man after all…and perhaps his death could mean the end of a lifelong journey of running from the law. Needless to say… the Troll accepted her advances – In exchange for a hefty reduction of her broker’s fee.

The party learned all they needed about the Boss’ bodyguards and set sail for Maine on a cargo ship bound for the eastern coast. Arriving amid a deep blizzard, the team set off for Augusta in hopes of cutting off the train before it arrived in Augusta. The train moved at roughly one hundred and fifty to two hundred miles per hour though it still had to slow in passing through civilization. The team counted on this eventuality.

Big Jim received a satellite tracking signal on his commlink from Pascal Waters that showed them they were well ahead of the train. Posted north of Augusta, the party sat waiting for the train to arrive. Rak and Nessa looked down sniper scopes to scout the train as it arrived for a stop in Augusta, finding a mounted gun on the back with a readied goon sitting behind it. They saw the armor of the vehicle and decided to board, once more counting on their gut: the Boss would stay aboard through Augusta.

The team raced ahead of the city to position themselves miles outside the boundaries of winter civilization. Crossing heavy snow drifts the snipers took aim at the train while it approached out of town, still traveling at its reduced speed. Clipping the gunner on the furthest train back, Nessa took a few more shots that only curved into the blizzard wind. Rak had the bad luck to fire as his hovercraft hit a bump and hit Tobias, at the time driving the snowmobile and carrying Nessa in a basket on his back. The team decided to wait until the train became much closer.

And the train did get closer, rapidly gaining on them and strangely matching their speed as it pulled up aside them. The second car opened up to display two figures standing at the edge of their car and wielding powerful rifles. Wasting no time, Rak began to spend his energy by flinging a fireball at the opponents. He lit the inside of the car with a blaze and set one of the goons on fire, while the other ran for cover with some burns to boot. Big Jim leaped across the gap and caught himself by the hands on the edge of the train, just barely hauling himself onto it with anticipation to fight. Before anyone could follow, Nessa heard the sound of gunshots flying overhead.

The machine gunner was still sitting there, firing round after round. She set her sniper down and took aim, doing massive damage instantly and knocking his body straight from the train. Alastor leaped across the gap with ease, wielding his claymore with bloodlust. Before anyone else could act, Tobias decided to abandon Rak’s snowmachine, leaping into the train car in an impossible move, with some surprising grace. The gang is all here.

All except the rigger and Rak, still on the hovercraft outside. Rak cast a full force chaos world over the car supposedly carrying the boss, and by some miracle managed not to pass out. Shots rang out inside the train car, and the Rigger slapped Rak with a stimpatch.

Inside the other still warm train car, Big Jim rushed his opponent in cover and took two swipes at him, punching him in the face once with immense force. On the other side of the car, Nessa finished the burning goon with a quick shot to the head before taking cover in the basket on the back of Tobias. The troll charged forward and opened the door to the next car, another container filled with cargo. Three bodyguards looked ready for a fight.

Tobias pulled his harpoon gun out and planted a shot in the shoulder of the first goon, jumping backwards to take cover while ripping the harpoon out. Alastor ran past to charge the enemies on the other side of the room, instantly slicing one with the claymore he claimed in the battle against Dawnstar. Big Jim knocked his foe unconscious and charged forward to viciously punch the harpooned goon in the stomach, knocking him to his knees.

On top of the train car, the party heard a massive thump. Rak revealed that a massive figure had appeared on top of the car, perhaps the lead bodyguard of Boss Endar that the madame had called ‘Red’. The mystic jumped to cast acid on this foe, creating a massive cooling fog that the mercenary ran out of easily…though his armor seemed somewhat damaged. With the mental fatigue of casting so many full force spells in such short time, Rak finally blacked out. Red disappeared into the blitzing snow, running across the train in the direction of Boss Endar.

Tobias whipped out his harpoon again and took aim down the long hall of the cargo container, just as his target laid into the trigger of his machine gun and sprayed bullets around Alastor and down the hall only to hit Big Jim for mildly annoying damage. Tobias nailed him in the side with the ‘poon gun, ripping it out just as before. Alastor decided that this man’s life should be over, his claymore seemed to agree.

Assault on Dawnstar
Being paid the cost to hit the boss.

..18,000 wulongs for the boss, and 500 for each of his bodyguard associates, the UCAS agent had offered Big Jim through the local Northeast Merc contact, Pascal Waters. Intel described many talented bodyguards, with one particularly badass mercenary that the party should take care around. Swindled by this government orc’s style and prowess, the party decided follow Big Jim into battle in taking down the organ harvesting back dealing unprofessional twats at Dawnstar. Alastor recalled the permeating hostility of that place following his last visit with indifference. Big Jim just wanted to get paid.

Rak was clear that they couldn’t rush into this without a second thought, and decided to attempt to read the thoughts of the door guard of Dawnstar IG. The guard was in utter stress over recent disturbances at the building over the last day, though his thoughts only revealed enough information to yield the potential dangers of their attack. Big Jim felt a frontal assault was necessary, so he entered only moments after the guard was dispatched in a joint effort of Rak and Alastor.

Inside, Big Jim found himself staring at a silent meat hall full of mercenaries. Faced with no other choice, he suggested that they exit if they didn’t want to be apart of what was to come…all but a small group decided to file out. Among the group three decided to join the parties efforts: Nessa the elf, Tobias the troll, and a rigger human by the name of Auck’tuum. The last two mercenaries sat, drink in hand, with stone stares in the direction of the sudden visitors. Would they interfere? No matter, the party began their journey upstairs only to discover a mounted machine gun on the desk of the boss, the rest of the room was empty. In a moment, Rak tossed a fireball over the top of the stairs and set fire to their opponent and some parts of the room while the mercenaries on the first floor leapt to ambush their opponents on the staircase. Nessa and Big Jim wasted no time rushing their burning opponent and ending his suffering with haste, while Alastor removed the arm of one mercenary with a swipe of his sword and finished the job with a bullet. Across the first floor the other merc began letting off shots from cover in the kitchen, a move that only exposed him to minigun fire and later…a harpoon.

Upstairs Big Jim had located keys on their dispatched opponent that led to the opening of the door behind the bosses desk. Rak tossed a bolt of lightning at the goon at the top of the stairs, followed immediately by Nessa planting a bullet in his jaw, grazing him as he shouted loudly. Before he could even react, Big jim the Dwarf sprinted up the left side of the wall and punched the goon’s jaw clean off- breaking his neck and killing him instantly. The party rejoiced.

Big Jim lifted the final apartment door open with his last action to reveal an empty room… Rak planted his fist on a table yelling, ‘We were set up!’, while Tobias leaned down to comfort him. It was true.

Their connection at NE Merc contacted them via Big Jim’s commlink:

Boss Endar has boarded a cargo train headed south. It is scheduled to stop in Augusta, Boston, and eventually Washington. Do what you have to do.

The Story So Far
Blizzard conditions and organ harvesting scum...what awaits?

Alastor the human swordsman, Big Jim the dwarf brawler adept, and Rak the Inuit mystic found themselves in the middle of a brawl outside of the Dawnstar Investment Group headquarters in Halifax, Nova Scotia. The boys had met earlier during an encounter involving organ harvesters that heard good stuff about someone’s organs and made haste trying to steal the meat.

After dispatching their opponents, Big Jim received a message about a potential job. The boys shortly found themselves in an abandoned warehouse by the docks, speaking with an unnamed government employee that needs Dawnstar taken care of…


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