GooseInduced

Ok. I'm not sure how this will work. I think Skaere is going to try and shift into her other form. Her full wolf form. However she has a complication that the change is difficult for her and doesn't always work. I'm not sure how to handle it. If I was playing table top the GM would probably have me roll a percentile to see if the shift is successful but I'm not sure how you, as the GM here would want to handle that.

Skaere bit back a curse when more bits of tree rained down on them. She wasn’t looking forward to getting hit by that thing. Not that she was waiting for it to happen. No, she was going to get them as far out of dodge as she could. At least, that was her plan until a familiar sound rang through the trees. She swallowed a curse, the beat of her matched the rhythm of hooves that chased after them. She could hear it, getting louder and louder as they both ran. As much as she hated to admit it, they were going to be caught. It wouldn’t take long before this… hunter got off another shot. So she had to do something. Green eyes scanned through trees around them, searching frantically for anything that might provide cover. After swinging them over a large patch of brush, Charlie saw it. A fallen tree, propped up over what looks like a small hill. After scrambling over it she sees that it’s actually a small alcove formed by the ground and the tree. She takes it as good as any, getting as low as she can as her breath puffed at the dirt beneath her. “Vince? You still ok?â€

Stealth check for Polarity? Stealth: 1d20+20 26 Apparently her sneaky senses are working just.. her sneaking is a little lax at the moment XD oh well.

In the next few hours, Juno saw more than she ever dreamed. She was left awestruck by the Triceratops, but the marvels kept coming. The little knee high dinosaurs felt like something she wanted to take home with her. The suropods were magnificent. They looked like walking skyscrapers, their long necks ending in heads high enough to block the sun. The little duck-billed dinos made her think of the platypus she had only seen pictures of. Though as she thought about it, they might be at home here, the strange little creatures. The shade of this new jungle was a welcome change, Juno took a solid chug of her water after they were well under the canopy. The day was hot and she would be ready for a real break sometime soon. Any thought of that was chased away when Lord Zandar knelt down, examining the prints that were too hidden in the brush for her to see herself. She was about to step up and see what she could see for herself when a noise perked her attention. Blue eyes were wide as she spun around and Juno crouched low near the ground. "Guys!" Her voice is low, a whisper, but the force of her breath makes the sound harsh and urgent. "I heard something. Something's coming." She stepped right up against the tree to her left, as if to use it for cover from whatever was heading their way.

Notice: 1d20+11 29 Woot!

Lol thanks! I am also rather fond of it :-) My go to for this screen name. Also, the result of her notice check? Does she see a place to hide or is she just ducking behind trees?

Right. Sorry. Was thinking I'd check to see where she might hide first XD Stealth: 1d20+2 22 Yes! Jackpot!

Survival: 1d20+1 17 WOOOO Ok.. So she knows she is deep into the forest...... She's gonna see if she can spot a cropping of rocks or thick grove of trees for them to hide in before just trying to blend. Notice: 1d20+8 20

Polarity >Braving the Lair >Some Things Should Never Be Found Skaere >Hunting Grounds >Werewolves Are So Hot Right Now

Are they close to the main road? If they are she's going to keep going. If not, I'm thinking she might try and hide Vince or them both to figure out what to do. Do I need to make a check to find out?

YES! Very much so! Much closer to what I wanted. I just was hoping to use those EP that were just sitting there and figured a communication device would work well :-) one part radio one part communicator is perfect!

Dang. Ok. I'll make those changes when I have access to a computer. (On my phone) about the earpiece, I'm not sire what that change does. Could you clarify for me?

OK. Dropped my tracking and Luck feats. Increased my enhanced senses ranks so it covers all visual senses. I figure i can track by infrasense anyway. Used the EP for just a radio communicator and changed her complication so it covers her limited knowledge of language. Also added another complication that came to me. Figured being Illiterate might make for an interesting complication. However I also feel it might cause more problems than anything. Not sure if it's a good idea or not. Perhaps her knowledge of written Lor is very limited? Not sure how that would work.

Ok. The formatting got a little wonky when I copied it over. I can adjust the spacing. Oops. Yeah. Looks like I miscalculated. Will adjust. I am not sure what the difference is between those two types of extended vision. The book just said that a sight based extension counted as two powers so.... I'm an little confused. Ugh... alright... I guess I'll have to think about it... The problem is that I am 2pp under limit on my device as is so I could almost...... if I added a second device as a feat (I believe the house rules said is is possible to use that as a power feat) could I use the remaining pop available in my device as the translator?

Skaere had been distracted for a moment when the man stepped out. Her green eyes narrowed over her shoulder, teeth barred at the urge to turn around and face him made her hackles raise. Only not a moment later the tree next to her exploded with shrapnel, making the werewolf's pace stutter. It sent her anger boiling. Only then those arms and legs tightened around her, a face buried in her neck and a whimper sent a small shiver down her spine. It made up her mind in an instant and sent her pulse soaring. How often does a predator go into flight mode? She took off as fast as her strong legs could carry them, feet deftly maneuvering around brush and trees at a speed no human could hope to match. Not on foot. She just needed to get Vince to some people. Get him help. Then she would deal with Van Pelt back there. This whole situation was going to give her a fear of guns at this point. Especially ones that went off like a small bomb. "You ok back there?" She panted. "Just a little farther. Gotta get you outta here."

She is going to be mad but won't risk her charge's life. She wants to at least try and get Vince to the road. She can heal pretty quick, he can't.Hopefully the trees provide some sort of cover. Do I need to make any checks to do this?

"Deal. Let's call it a not-date yeah?... Now, you can do this. Just hold on." She said softly and crouched as deeply as she could. "You won't slow me down Vince. Trust me." It was when the brush rustled that Skaere's ears perked up, shoulder's tensing as a deep growl rumbled in her throat. When she felt Vince was safely on her back, she stood up some, staying in a ready crouch as her strong arms reached to tuck under his legs and hold him up. She could smell him from here. A man, the same sort of engine smell as the other bikers mixed with gunpowder. “I’m starting to really hate guns.†She growls, darting off to the side. Her hope is to break his line of sight with the trees to protect Vince, heading just a few feet before bolting toward the road. At the very least, she just wants to get her charge to safety.

Curse them!!!! *shakes fist* Also, let's run a notice check. Using her scent ability, what can she smell on her foes. Gunpowder, grease... anything that might tell her what or who she is up against Notice: 1d20+8 28 NATURAL 20!!!

Juno was more than ready to begin the next leg of their adventure. Dressed in plaid petal pushers and a grey tank top, she was ready to go. Having just finished applying some sunscreen so her pale skin doesn’t explode with fire, Juno was sipping on some water as she waited for them to leave. The heights of the trees didn’t bother her. She was confident in herself and in what she could do. If she fell, she could get herself to safety, there was no issue there. So when the group reached the end of the walkway and the students were faced with the challenge of swinging down her only thought was: This could be fun. She grabbed a vine and with a small hop, swung herself down off the ledge. Wind roared past her ears and her momentum grew, but her years of training as a gymnast didn’t fail her. When she released the vine, her momentum with a little fast but Juno knew how to compensate. She tucked her knees up to absorb the shock, falling down to one of them but making it unscathed. She could have teleported but it would have taken the fun out of it. Hours later when Lord Zandar asked them to stay low, Juno slipped into stealth mode. Her feet padded quietly among the grass and her breathing even. Though it only lasted until they reached the top of the hill. The sight took her breath away. The beasts were huge, bigger than she imagined. The little ones playing merrily with one another and some were even were irritating the adults a bit. It was only in that moment that Juno thought about bringing a camera. Too bad she hadn’t.

Polarity was standing next to the fallen robot, frowning down on it. Part of her felt bad for it. Having been created and rebuilt how many times? Poor thing. She knew that it couldn't feel pain, so why did it's cries sound like it could? She shook her head, trying to rid herself of the silly thought. It wouldn't do her any good. She turned away from it, stepping toward her comrades as she crossed her arms in front of her. "All in all... we kicked butt together didn't we?" She found herself smiling, looking between the two guys and then down at the gangsters that haplessly littered the ground. "Nevermore are you always so.... frowny? You're allowed to smile. I can see that you want to. Both of you." She looks at Solvrytter with a smile. "We kicked butt."

Skaere blinked, her posture straightening a touch. If there wasn’t a layer of fur over her face, Set might have noticed her blushing. The contact felt weirdly intimate and Set seemed to see a little more than the werewolf was comfortable with. Though the mores she thought about it, Skaere realized that Set would gain nothing by outing her. Even if somehow she could see through the fur and to the person beneath, this god or godling or whatever Set was, she had nothing to fear from her. “Ah… yes.†She nodded her wolfy head once, eyes narrowing in a gesture that showed she might be catching on to just how insightful Set was. “Taller than you, I believe… I may be well adjusted now but, that wasn’t always the case. Making the best of it I suppose.†Skaere cocked her head to the side when Set stepped back. The werewolf looked on, almost dumbstruck as Set’s form changed yet again. This time morphing and altering to resemble a feline version of her. “Honestly… I approve. You look awesome.†She returned Set’s smile with a toothy one of her own. “Though I’m still taller.†She smirked. Temperance’s interjected reminded the werewolf where they were but she couldn’t help but retort. “You’re just jealous.†Her straight face didn’t last though and she found herself laughing, snatching the muffing off the table and chomping on it as the three of them followed after the scent. She wasn’t much of a tracker in this form, but she knew what scent they were following: rotting eggs. It grew stronger as they walked, eventually making her nose scrunch. It made her grateful for finishing her muffin quickly. “I’m not much of a tactician. My plans usually involved bust in and see whose home… though I imagine that might not be the best course of action here.â€

Are we still doing this thread? It has been inactive for almost a month and I'm not sure where we got hung up.

Question: Was going to type up a post and realized something. Compared to the direction she came from, which way is blocked by the thing rustling in the bushes. I need to know so I can decide which way she goes.

Player Name: GooseInduced Character Name: Seika Power Level: 10 [150/154 pp] Trade-Offs: None Unspent Power Points: 4 Progress To Bronze Status: 12/30 In Brief: Alien Sniper/Archer with enhanced senses and a few tricks up her sleeve. Inspired by both the Na'vi and Guardians of the Galaxy. Alternate Identity: Seikahi’ino. Most call her Seika (to her dismay), called Sei by herself and her clan Identity: Public Birthplace: Kahi'iru Flotilla Occupation: Bow For Hire / Freelance Adventurer / Wanderer Affiliations: The Kahi'iru Settlement, Kahi'iru Flotilla, Lor Republic, Space Station Primus Family: Mother, Father, Two brothers and Five sisters Description: Her species is humanoid. Bipedal and standing between 7 and 8.5 feet tall. The women being on the shorter end of the spectrum. The simplest way to describe their appearance is reptilian, though they are in fact Monotremes. Their skin is covered in plates and scales all along their arms, upper chest, shoulders and backs. The rest of them are still scaled or leathery but less armored. Their faces are sleek, the ridge of their wide noses blending seamlessly into their foreheads. Females have fewer scales and bony ridges on their faces then the men, focused more on their brow and cheeks. The structure of their faces is similar to that of a human, though the features are smoothed over. Their ears are flat and non protruding. Their eyes are wide and colorful with the iris extending beyond the visible parts of the eye. Their mouths are full of sharp teeth, though molars in the back mean they have an omnivorous diet. They have hair but it bares little resemblance to the hair of a human. It is thick, almost quill like, though flexible and usually translucent. They rely on plantigrade locomotion (similar to humans). The females have a adapted an opposable big toe to help with climbing in the jungles and this makes them all rather skilled climbers. They are built similarly to a human, though they appear stockier because of the natural armor of their bodies. Seika herself is of Average height for a female. Long limbed and lean though not slim. She may not be built the same as most humanoids but she maintains a feminine silhouette. Having been raised as traditionally as possible for her misplaced species , her posture is always straight, a common trait for the women of her race due to training with a bow. Her scales are colorful. Tans, browns, coppers and reds all adorn her body. Some of it even appearing golden or pearlescent. Her hands, stomach head and and face are the lightest and Golden. Copper markings surround her eyes and stripe her face and the sides of her neck. Her body is dark brown and copper with gold and red markings that break up her coloring in stripes and patches and spots, blending into the lighter colors of her neck and shoulders. The quills atop her head are the remnants of spines, but have long since lost their purpose. If left loose they fall nearly to her shoulders so Seika keeps them bound and back and out of her way. Her 'costume' is merely an outfit of space age polymers. It's comfy and does very little aside from look good and help retain heat. She has no reason to wear a shirt except for appearances. The top is form fitting and sleeveless. All black and dark red accept for decorative piping and the inside of the hood which is a dull gold. She uses it to keep bright suns from messing with her aim. Her pants match, fall to mid calf and are jotted with pockets. She doesn't wear shoes, they only get in the way of climbing. On her hip sits a quiver of arrows and on the opposite thigh is a holster for her bow. Normally over five feet long, the Lor Republic construction allows it to fold down for portability. Even the arrows themselves seem shorter in their quiver then once drawn. Age: Human equivalent of 23 Gender: Female Ethnicity: Non-Human - Kahi'iru Height: 7'3 Weight: 250 lbs Eyes: Gold Hair: Bronze Power Descriptions: Seika’s “powers†are merely traits of her race. The Kahi'iru have highly evolved senses (sight and hearing) that aid in hunting. Tough scales and plates protect them from predators. Similar to Terran reptiles, they are able to trace heat signatures and use them to hunt prey. Seika uses her incredible senses to accurately use her preferred weapon, a bow, at great distances. Her eyes have two sets of lids. One for normal blinking. The second is more of a filter, blocking out most normal light for her to see in infrared. When focusing her eyesight far away her pupils dilate to the point of of her eyes looking completely black due to the light they must let in. History: Their planet was large. The majority of the land on this planet consisted of desert. Rich in minerals and resources. The sand of which is more copper and brown colored than the deserts of earth. The entire planet wasn't all desert though. There were large underground rivers that are reachable by many cave systems and feed the more fertile forests and jungles. The sentient species of the planet started in these jungles. A place of dark and rich colors. Coppers and browns, Greens so dark they are nearly black. Time and evolution forced them out of these fertile lands because of all the predators. At one point nearly all of the males were wiped out and out of preservation they fled. As their species and culture grew the men and women each took different roles. The larger, stronger men took on the role of Warriors. While the smaller, faster and more dexterous women took on the roles of Hunters and Gatherers. For reasons that the species took to be spiritual, the predators of the jungle always hunted the men. Not just killed, hunted. They took it as a sign. the jungle didn't want them there. So the women were taught to hunt. Using large bows strong enough to pierce the hides of the fierce beasts within. Seika has only heard tales of the planet that her species once called home. Stories of great coppery deserts, immense jungles and the vast cave system her Mother’s tribe once used to reach the underground rivers that gave the planet life. Even her mother was but a child when her kind was forced to flee from their home. They were saved by a passing fleet of Lor ships. Something terrible had come to their planet. Something the elders of her kind, those old enough to remember, refuse to speak of. She knows only that a few tribes were saved, taking on the great flying steeds and into the sky. Seika was never able to hunt in the great jungle like her ancestors, or make her journey through the desert when she came of age. Instead, she was hatched in the coldness of space. Wrapped in blankets instead of nestled into the warm sand like her ancestors. She grew up with what her kind managed to retain of her culture. Maintaining many of their spiritualistic rituals and customs were intact. Though some of their oldest and most sacred traditions were lost when they lost their home. When Seika was still a child, the remaining Kahi'iru split into two groups. One forming a small colony on an already settled desert world. Her kind thrive in the heat and the cold of space was unattractive to her kind. Still, some didn’t want to settle there. Knew they might be able to find a better place. So some stayed on their wandering raft of ships, while others tried to make their new home work. Seika’s parents were among the latter. Wanting the stability of a home for their still growing family. Though the perfect life her family sought was not to be. The natives of this planet were less than accepting, claiming precious resources for their own. It made life hard but her kind was able to adapt and learn. Melding their ways with technology and this new planet. For years their small community made it work. Children grew to adults, learning the old ways on this new planet. But it never really felt to Seika. Like any day something might come and take this place from them too. The decision she made was made in a moment. The Flotilla had paid them a visit. Bringing goods and stories. Partying with them well into the nights. When it was time for them to leave Seika packed her things. There was no long goodbye. No great explanation was needed. Her parents knew. Her siblings knew. Her tribe knew. They all felt it. A restlessness. It wasn’t a desire for some great adventure, but rather a destination. She wanted to find them a home. A real one. For that she would brave the coldness of space and the separation from her loved ones. She didn’t stay with the Flotilla long. She started taking jobs, using her skills for hire to go to the corners of known space. Always looking, always searching for that place they might be able to call home. She took jobs, whatever would help her travel known space. Though truth be told, she didn’t get very far. Though her skills quickly became valued by those she worked with and for. Despite not being a troublemaker, the wrong people heard of her, the kind of people that wouldn’t want her for her talents. She never expected to become a target and was caught completely off guard. By the time she managed to fight back it was too late. She was knocked out and shackled.. It was then that Seika found out a hard truth. There were too few of her kind and most of her people’s culture and history (recorded in pictograms) was destroyed with their planet. With no written language and no traditional sense of ‘race’, they don’t meet the requirements to be considered a sentient race by the Lor Republic. Seika was sold as little more than a trained dog. Zaul Zeno having brokered her sale to a woman named Alina Liora. A bully of sorts. A female warrior with no conscience or morals. She considered herself a commander, but in reality every ‘soldier’ under her command was effectively a slave. And female. Seika was no different. Once fitted with her collar, she had no choice but to obey. The device was designed to deliver a potentially lethal shock if she disobeyed. The greater the disobedience, the harsher the shock. She never really knew how long she was there. The time passed slowly. When they weren’t being forced to do… well, things she really wished she could forget, Seika was locked inside. Cold and away from any sunlight that might warm her scales. It was a miserable existence. One day it all changed. Alina had decided to take her ‘soldiers’ with her that day. Using them as muscle and intimidation while trying to get information on her latest target. While walking through a crowd of people, Seika was bumped, hard. She didn’t think much of it. Nor did she see their face. Just a metal mask, glowing green with lights. She thought it familiar, but couldn’t place where from. That night, when everyone had settled down for bed, the ship they called home was rocked with a blast. Alarms sounded and the ship switched to emergency power. Seika jolted out of bed only have to collar fire, sending her to her knees with an electrical jolt. Only it didn’t last. She remembered the sound of a latch releasing and a clatter as the device fell to the floor. A small metal disk was stuck to the side of her shock collar. It sparked and sputtered. It had obviously been what set off her collar and what removed it from her. She didn’t know why, but it didn’t take long for her to figure out who. The metal mask. It was coming back. The day she was captured. A man had brought her to Zaul. A small man with a metal mask that glowed green…. In the confusion Seika managed to slip off the ship, taking only what she could carry with her. her EXE Cold Suite, bow, knife, and her little ‘baby’. Once off the ship, she ran into Starshot, the man who captured her. The man who also helped free her. He explained his situation. How Zaul had forced him to do many things he was not proud of but that he was trying to make things right. Seika didn’t necessarily forgive him, but she did understand. After all, she had been forced into the same situation. Starshot offered her a ride to Space Station Primus and Seika gladly accepted. Since then she has used it as a way point. Most of her jobs being based out of the station. She started being more careful, watching her back. She and Starshot parted on good terms and had an understanding. While they might not be friends, they trust each other in an odd way and if either ever needs help they should be able to call on one another. Personality & Motivation: Seika might seem strange to most. A mix of the primitive nature of her people and the more advanced cultures of the people that took her kind in. Sometimes she forgets her manners and can be more than a little messy, but she always means well. She’ll take work where she can, wanting to travel as far and wide as she can, but it’s always on the up and up. Usually as a mercenary, bounty hunter or to make sure no one get’s too frisky at a meeting. It was on one of these jobs that Seika found a rather strange trinket. Ovular and hard as any stone. It’s about 4 inches in diameter (softball sized) and has a deep purple hue and flecked with green that mimics the ground of the planet on which she found it. Upon finding it Seika immediately scooped it up, wrapped it in whatever she could find and tucked it away. She started calling it a ‘baby’ and took it everywhere with her. Always in a pouch at her side or tucked into her her pack or suit. She’s fiercely protective of it, even talks to it. Though to most people it must make her look a little crazy. Powers & Tactics: Seika may be large, but she is also light on her feet and highly dexterous. Being a bow specialist, she prefers to keep distance between herself and her enemy. Using her stealth and her enhanced senses, she is able to pick off targets at quiet the distance. Keeping on the move and only stopping to shoot is a tactic she will gladly employ when necessary, especially when her enemy is intent on closing the distance. However, Seika is not defenseless at close range and keeps a large knife at her side at all times. She is strong as well as fast and capable of handling herself. Complications: RRrrrrr Engl-uh????: Seika's understanding of language is very limited. She speaks the native tongue of her people and knows Lor because of the ships that saved them and they people of the planet they have colonized on. Any planet that doesn't speak Lor , for example Earth, leaves her unable to communicate effectively. As such conveying even simple thoughts can be very time consuming if not impossible. What are these scribbles? Seika's people never developed a written language. They didn't have a need. Their history and teachings are handed down from generation to generation through stories. Any documentation they did was done through drawings and pictures, usually decorative. Because of this, Seika's knowledge of Lor is also restricted to verbal communication. She has managed to remember and recognize a few words and phrases, an example being 'bathroom' but beyond that is effectively illiterate. That’s a big…. something or other: Being over 7 ft tall makes Seika stand out in a crowd. She may be effective at hiding herself when needed, but in a normal crowd she stands out like a sore thumb…. or a 7 ft lizard/dragony thing. It can cause issues when discretion is needed, or on planets that are a little more… sheltered. Unless the inhabitants of a planet match her height and happen to be covered in scales. But since that isn’t likely odds are that her appearance might draw unwanted attention. BRRRRRRRR!: The Kahi’iru are a desert species. Well adapted to hot, even scorching climates. However, this comes with a moderate vulnerability and avoidance to cold temperatures. Temperatures most might find stifling and hot she finds comfortable and prefers because it means she needs less clothing to keep warm. (She hates wearing them and has little need besides keeping warm) Getting her to willingly enter a frigid climate (below 50°F) requires her EX.E Cold Suit (Extreme Environment Cold Suit), other appropriate clothing, or some extenuating circumstance or other incentive. Otherwise she will be resistant or outright refuse. What do you mean I’m not sentient?: Due to a loophole in the system, Seika’s species isn't considered a sentient race. As such they don’t have the rights to property and land as other races do. She technically doesn’t have an identity. While most won’t question the sentience of a 7ft tall woman with a bow, those who do might be able to exploit it, like a corrupted official or police officer. Technically she can be arrested, but the law doesn’t have to take the same procedures with her that they would another race. The samegoes for every day matters. If she needed to stay at a hotel or a sort of interstellar hostel, they could refuse her housing.Businesses don’t have to serve ‘animals’. Unless of course she was registered to an owner but the odds of her doing that are slim to none. (Unless of course I make her future minion her ‘owner’. Could be kinda funny if this isn’t resolved by then) Disobeyed the Commander: Alina was furious to find her ship damaged and Seika gone. She is the type of woman to do anything for revenge. Her feelers are out and she is looking for Seika and if she finds her, she’ll go for blood. It’s a baby: The strange rock she found isn’t just a rock. It’s an egg. No one believes her that it’s actually alive though. Even if someone did suspect it were an egg they might believe it to be dead. Though Seika knows better. Her talking to it isn’t the ramblings of a mad woman, but a one sided conversation to a possibly sentient and telepathic creature. (A hero with telepathy might be able to detect this) She protects and cares for it like a mother would, which are instincts that are very strong in her species. She would do anything to make sure it won’t come to harm, including put herself in danger. Note: The egg is a catalyst for a little alien sidekick buddy I hope for her to get once I earn my bronze award. Use of this complication is encouraged but please don’t cause any actual harm to the egg (i.e. smashing it) both Seika and I will be very sad. Abilities: 14 + 18 + 12 + 0 + 6 - 2 = 48PP Strength: 24(+7) Dexterity: 28 (+9) Constitution: 22 (+6) Intelligence: 10 (+0) Wisdom: 16 (+3) Charisma: 8 (-1) Combat: 8 + 8 = 16PP Initiative: +13 Attack: +4 Base, +8 Melee (+4 Base, +4 Attack Focus) , +10 Bow (+4 Base, +6 Attack Specialization) Grapple: +12 Defense: +10 (+4 Base, +6 Dodge Focus) +2 Flat-footed Knockback: -5 Saving Throws: 3 + 1 + 3 = 7PP Toughness: +10 (+6 Con, +4 Scales) Fortitude: +9 (+6 Con, +3 base) Reflex: +10 (+9 Dex, +1 base) Will: +6 (+3 Wis, +3 base) Skills: 48R = 12PP Acrobatics 1(+10) Climb 10 (+17) Intimidate 10 (+10) Language 1 (Native Language, standard) Notice 10 (+13) Stealth 10 (+19) Survival 6 (+9) Feats: 26PP Ambidexterity Attack Focus: Melee 4 Attack Specialization : Bow 3 Dodge focus 6 Equipment 3 Improved Aim Improved Initiative Move by Action Precise Shot Quick Draw 2 Second Chance: Survival Skill Mastery: Climb, Intimidate, Notice, Stealth Uncanny Dodge (Auditory - Ultra Hearing) Equipment 3 [15/15EP] Big Space Age Knife Strike 3 (Feats: Mighty; Features: Improved Critical 19-20) [5/15EP] Earpiece Communicator/Radio Communication 2 (Radio, Linked to Supersense, Flaws: Limited: One way) [1EP] Supersenses 1 (Radio) [1EP] EX.E Cold Suit Immunity 8 (cold, disease, high pressure, poison, radiation, vacuum, suffocation) [8/15EP] Powers: 23 + 1 + 1 +1 + 3 + 10 + 3 + 2 = 43PP Device 7 (35PP Device, Easy to Lose) Super Alloy Bow and Trick Arrows (Feats: Restricted: Minimum Height 7ft (Arm Length), Feature: Subtle)[23PP] Trick Arrows (Ammunition, Device; 29PP Array, Feats: Alternate Power 4) [33/35PP]Base Power: Blast 10 (Feats: Improved Critical 2, Improved Range 3 – 1000 ft increments, Range Progression 2, Precise, Split Attack) “Standard Arrow†[29/29PP] Alt. Power: Fatigue 9 (Extras: Ranged, Sleep (+0); Feats: Improved Range 2 – 450 ft increments) “Night Night Arrow†[29/29PP] Alt. Power: Drain 9 (Toughness Extras: Affects Objects (+1), Ranged; Feats: Improved Range 1 – 225 ft increments, Slow Fade - 1 Every Minute) “Slow Burn Acid†[29/29PP] Alt. Power: Dazzle 9 (Visual; Extras: Burst 45ft - General; Feats: Improved Range 2- 450 ft increments) “Flash Arrowâ€[29/29PP] Alt. Power: Snare 9 (Extras: Regenerating; Feats: Improved Range 2 – 450 ft increments) “Gelly Arrowâ€[29/29PP] Immunity 1 (Heat) [1] Immunity 2 (Aging, Starvation and Thirst; Flaws: Limited ) [1] Leaping 1 (x2) [1] Protection 4 (Drawback: Noticeable Uncommon, Minor -1PP)[3] Natural Scales and Plating Super Senses 8 (Low Light Vision, Distance Sense, Extended (All visual) 2 - 1000 ft, Infravision, Tracking 2 - Infravision, Ultra Hearing [10] Speed 3 (50mph) [3] Super Strength 1 (+5 Str Carrying Capacity (29), Heavy Load: 1,400 lbs, +1Str - Conditional) [2] Drawbacks Vulnerability - Cold (Common, Moderate - Effect +50%) [-3PP] DC Block ATTACK RANGE EFFECT Blast 1000 ft DC 25 Toughness Drain 250 ft DC 24 Fortitude (Staged) Dazzle 250 ft DC 24 Reflex + Fortitude Fatigue 250 ft DC 19 Fortitude(Staged) Snare 500 ft DC DC 24 Reflex Strike Touch DC 25 Toughness Totals: Abilities (48) + Combat (16) + Saving Throws (7) + Skills (12) + Feats (26) + Powers (44) - Drawbacks (-3) = (150/154) Power Points

Ok.... Yeah. I just found the rule in the book..... Could do a limited age immunity since I was considering making them long lived anyway. I want her to be from a hot planet so I figure she would have a resistance at least. You couldn't throw her into a star or anything but she just sort of sunbathes in the desert XD Though I imagine she doesn't like the cold. I could potentially pay for it with Vulnerability - Cold (Minor, Common) and if so how much would that drawback be worth? 2PP? I think? Not sure on that.