>>5327428Twelve was nursing his aching muscles, through gritted teeth he spoke in his heavy western accent. "Assholes." Sixteen and Seventeen held their hands up, both reserved to their defeat. "Oh, eat shit." Two taunts, dropping down from a large boulder before swiftly kicking a charge pistol from Twenty's hands. With a swagger the pilot went about grabbing spare equipment. "Get the Walker moving!" He shouts over his shoulder while double checking on the shaky pilots. Encased within a block of invisible ice the eight long legs were unmoving, the mechanical spider stood watch over the scene impartial to the violence. The moaning voice from above was a familiar one, as you ascend the boarding ladder you spot the operator sitting crossed legged. Mask up half his face, blood dripping from a nostril.
Thirteen looks up at you in shock. "Ah hid mah shnose!" The pilot mumbles his voice nasally. He was beginning to regain his faculties, gingerly he pulled off the rest of his mask. The pale face boy had tears welling up in his eyes. You give him a pat on the shoulder as you access the control panel. A few boxes of equipment were strapped down. Besides a few riding harnesses neatly resting on the platform, only a simple railing ran around the edge to save anyone from an accident. With a little help Thirteen manages to climb down, just as two red flares shoot up into the sky. "That should slow their pace a little." Two laughs while you inspect the controls further, testing the levers and gears. "This is new to me. So you might want to hold on to something." Strapping into the harnesses you start to test the controls, they aren't exceptionally hard to grasp and with some prodding and suggestions from Two and even a few words of advice from a dazed Thirteen you get the ATV moving.
It didn't take long to start climbing the cliff. The legs clinging to the surface, grasping and drilling into the wall with each step. Fighting against the tug of gravity and her eager sister, the wind you and Two cling on. After a few minutes your rather calm ride is interrupted. Through the wall of fog a strand of light snakes, unprompted you halt. Taking cover behind the control station as another comes. "Stop shooting, it is us you idiot!" Two shouts, but another bolt streaks past the ATV. "Stop fucking shooting at us!" You shout. Cranking on the controls the spider climbs the jagged rock face, a crevice approaches and soon you spot her. Six peeks out from an indent. Positioning yourself the best you can, the girl climbs aboard, moving from a leg and up onto the ladder.
"And here I was thinking you'd forgotten about me."
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-g">!!Roll Additional Stat Increases!!</span></span>
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-r"><span class="mu-i"> 1d4+1 Mind Gained</span></span></span>
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-r"><span class="mu-i"> 1d4+1 Skill Gained</span></span></span>
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-r"><span class="mu-i"> 1d4+1 Body Gained</span></span></span>
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-r"><span class="mu-i"> 1d4+1 Smarts Gained</span></span></span>
>One roll for each Stat is required. 