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Death, Dirt, and the Nerf Rancher’s Daughter
A
Star Wars Roleplaying Game
Adventure
DESIGN
CORY J. HERNDON
EDITING
RAY AND VALERIE VALLESE
WEB PRODUCTION
SUE WEINLEIN COOK
WEB DEVELOPMENT
THOM BECKMAN
ART DIRECTION
SEAN GLENN
LUCAS LICENSING EDITORS
BEN HARPER AND LELAND CHEE
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A mission to a nerf ranch
on Engebo V to buy a fresh
supply of nerf steaks—a delicacy prized by the wealthy—
seems like a simple enough task. But soon after the heroes
arrive on the forgotten Outer Rim planet, a shocking acci-
dent will turn their visit into a terrifying ordeal of survival.
Death, Dirt, and the Nerf Rancher’s Daughter
is a free
mini-adventure for the
Star Wars Roleplaying Game
designed for four 6th-level characters. The setting is not
specific to any particular era of play and can be adjusted to
fit any time period in the game. Gamemasters can incorpo-
rate it easily into their ongoing campaigns as a side trek, use
the story to launch a game set on the Outer Rim, or run it as
a stand-alone over the course of one or two sessions. Some
things have been left open for the GM to create or modify.
This adventure uses aliens and creatures from the
Alien
Anthology
accessory. It also introduces the skekfish, a
deadly new predator that was created using special guide-
lines in the
Anthology
that make it easy for you to whip up
your own challenging critters!
Unfortunately, their ship strikes an unexpected plasma
storm on the way into the system and blows out several key
hyperdrive systems. They can fly at sublight with no diffi-
culty, but they won’t be able to leave the Engebo system
without repairs to the hyperdrive. Now, the heroes have two
goals: pick up the noble’s nerf steaks and fix their ship.
Note:
If you will be playing in this adventure, read no
further—only the Gamemaster should go beyond this point.
Scene 1: The Arrival
The only “spaceport” on Engebo V consists of several wide,
flat areas outside town. It boasts little more than a few
droids, some refueling equipment, and a once-temporary
repair station that has been forced to maintain permanence.
The heroes’ landing field is maintained by a weathered CZ
model protocol droid.
The heroes will probably want to talk to the droid, CZ-22,
about repairs to their ship. CZ-22 is polite and immediately
boards the vessel to inspect the hyperdrive. The repair equip-
ment at the landing field is functional, he says, but repairs will
take at least a day or so. He suggests that better parts and
services needed for the heroes’ ship can be found in town.
If the heroes inquire about the nerf rancher Davengatt, the
droid tells them that they should talk to his daughter, Nell (or
as CZ-22 calls her, “Mistress Nell”), who is probably having
her morning meal in the cantina before heading out to check
on the nerf herds. CZ-22 also indicates a tall, expensive-look-
ing structure on a hill overlooking the town and warns the
heroes not to enter Davengatt’s home uninvited. “His auto-
mated security systems don’t like surprise guests.”
The heroes enter the Landing at early morning. The only
sign of life in the Landing is the bright blinking sign indi-
cating the cantina the droid mentioned. Read or paraphrase
the following to the players:
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Background
Our story opens outside a small, isolated settlement called
simply the Landing—the sole outpost on the Outer Rim
backwater called Engebo V. Engebo V is not a barren rock,
but it’s no garden spot, either. There’s not much in the way
of trees, but plenty of scrub foliage and grasslands keep the
atmosphere breathable. Because the planet lacks major
mountain ranges, fast-moving winds blow across the surface
constantly from west to east, never changing direction.
The Landing is the last remnant of a once-prosperous
mining installation. Founded a few centuries earlier, the
installation used questionable methods to extract ore
rapidly—Outer Rim Oreworks’ backers and executives were
more concerned with quick profits than environmental
impact. The mineral deposits began to dry up over a decade
ago, and soon after, ORO’s last representative left the planet.
The Landing would likely be a pirate hideout by now if
not for Davengatt’s Double-Zed Nerf Ranch. The Human
Jaffro Davengatt, an entrepreneur who claims to be from
“all over the Mid Rim,” established the ranch shortly after
ORO abandoned Engebo V, and he’s had remarkable
success. In fact, Davengatt’s come to regard the Landing as
his
town. His nerfs—grungy, foul-smelling herd animals—
have taken to the local grasslands surprisingly well, growing
fat and slightly larger than is typical. Davengatt employs
over a dozen individual nerfherders, most of whom are
usually out in the fields with their flocks, putting up with
the dirty, smelly work in order to procure nerf meat—a deli-
cacy favored by the wealthy throughout the galaxy.
The reddish-orange star Engebo creeps up over the horizon,
striking what appears to be an expensive mansion—the
home of Davengatt, the nerf rancher, according to CZ-22.
The smell of the nearby nerf slaughterhouse is pervasive.
A bright sign indicates a cantina on the outskirts of the
small town. Sounds of conversation and low music can be
heard streaming out from the building’s open door. There
are no other signs of life. This must have been the place
that the droid at the landing field was talking about.
A lone figure steps out of a building across the street
from the cantina and approaches—a tall, middle-aged
Human with long, gray hair pulled back, a braided beard
reaching his chest, a wide swagger, a patch over one eye,
and a heavy blaster hanging from his hip. He flips you a
lopsided grin as you approach. “Hold up there, friends.
What brings you to the Landing?”
Getting the Heroes Involved
The heroes have been hired by Lady Wylla, an Alderaanian
noble, to deliver a supply of Davengatt’s finest nerf steaks.
Her highness insists the steaks be delivered within three days
of pickup to “preserve freshness.” She provides them with a
Corellian freighter (use the unmodified YT-1300 described on
page 185 of the
Star Wars Roleplaying Game
core rulebook)
and 10,000 credits (6,000 for the steaks and 4,000 for the
heroes’ advance). If they succeed and return to her in time,
they will be given the freighter and another 6,000 credits.
This is Gall, the “sheriff” of the Landing. Once a miner, he
suffered an accident over 20 years ago that cost him an eye
and won him a large compensatory payment from Outer
Rim Oreworks. The company put him in charge of security
at the station, and when ORO pulled out, he accepted
Davengatt’s offer to head up security in the Landing.
Gall simply wants to find out a little about the heroes.
Visitors to the nerf ranch are not uncommon, and Gall
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assumes that’s why the heroes have come, too, unless they
tell him otherwise. Whatever their needs—repairs, nerf steak,
or just a hot meal—Gall tells them they’ll find someone who
can help them at Lurbi’s Mercantile, pointing to the cantina
across the street. “Now if you’re lyin’ to me—if you’re here
to start some kind of trouble—I’ll hear about it,” he
cautions. “Otherwise, enjoy yourselves.” He tosses them a
casual salute and heads back into his office.
The heroes may wish to explore the rest of the town. It
seems virtually deserted, but that’s only because the residents
are either working or drinking in the cantina. All the residences
are locked up tight. If that doesn’t convince the players to
check out the cantina, coax them gently in that direction.
Lurbi:
Female Gotal Diplomat 4/Expert 2; Init +0; Def 11
(+1 class); Spd 10 m; VP/WP –/9; Atk +1 melee (1d6–1,
punch) or +2 ranged (3d8, blaster carbine); SQ Low-light
vision, cannot be flanked, energy reading; SV Fort +0, Ref
+1, Will +5; SZ M; FP 2; Rep 1; Str 9, Dex 11, Con 9, Int
13, Wis 12, Cha 13.
Equipment:
Baton, blaster carbine, numerous trade goods,
trading post (Lurbi’s Mercantile).
Skills: Appraise +11, Computer Use +5, Diplomacy +11,
Gather Information +6, Knowledge (local history) +8,
Profession (Shopkeeper) +11, Read/Write Gotal, Read/Write
Basic, Sense Motive +6, Speak Basic, Speak Gotal, Speak
Huttese, Treat Injury +11.
Feats:
Skill Emphasis (Appraise), Skill Emphasis (Diplomacy),
Skill Emphasis (Treat Injury).
Special Qualities:
Cannot be flanked—Due to their extreme
sensitivity to magnetic fields, opponents cannot flank a
Gotal. The being reacts equally well to opponents on all
sides. This defense denies scoundrels the ability to use flank
attacks to sneak attack the Gotal.
Energy Reading—Gotals can read the emotions of any being
they focus on within a 10-meter radius. They receive a +3
species bonus to Bluff, Diplomacy, Intimidate and Sense
Motive skill checks. Gotals who possess the Track feat can
use their cones to locate members of a specific species—or
beings they’ve met before—within 10 km of their location.
Scene 2: The Cantina
Lurbi’s Mercantile is part trading post, part cantina, and
part hotel, and there are always half a dozen people inside
drinking, eating, or sleeping at any given time. This morn-
ing is no exception. The owner, Lurbi, is a Gotal—a
mammalian humanoid (native to the moon Antar 4) with
gray, shaggy fur. She has red-tinted eyes, a flattened nose, a
broad mouth full of sharp incisors, and a pair of cone-
shaped protuberances sticking out of the top of her head
that serve as her primary sensory organs.
When the heroes enter the establishment, read or para-
phrase the following to the players:
Lurbi’s Mercantile—a two-story structure bigger than most
anything else in sight, except the mansion—appears to be
the only functioning business in the Landing other than the
Double-Zed. Inside, you can see half a dozen or so people
drinking, chatting, or just sitting alone, brooding. The place
seems part cantina, part trading post, and part hotel.
Along the rear wall runs a long, lighted bar, behind
which stands a Gotal female with gray fur and two cone-
shaped protuberances on top of her head—no doubt
Lurbi, the proprietor. She is drying glasses and chatting
casually with a stunning young Human woman sitting at
the bar. The Human is sipping a steaming mug of caf. The
blonde woman and the Gotal are the only beings in the
cantina that pay any attention to you.
“What ya need?” growls Lurbi. As she looks you up and
down, you notice her red-tinted eyes and the sharp teeth
that fill her broad mouth.
The Nerf Rancher’s Daughter
If they don’t speak to her within 3 rounds, the blond
Human female confronts the heroes, asking what brings
them to the cantina—and the planet in general.
Her name is Nell Davengatt, daughter of Jaffro Davengatt.
Nell runs the day-to-day business of the ranch. Her father
has become more and more reclusive in the past few years,
she says, preoccupied with adding gadgets and “conven-
iences” to his mansion on the hill. Nell wears a blaster on her
hip and a chip on her shoulder—she hates having to run her
father’s business, but can’t bring herself to leave, either.
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Nell Davengatt:
Female Human Fringer 2/Noble 2; Init
+0; Def 18 (+6 class, +2 Dex); Spd 10m; VP/WP 20/10; Atk
+1 melee (2d4–1, vibrodagger), +4 ranged (3d8, heavy
blaster pistol); SQ Barter, bonus cross-class skill (Handle
Animal), call in a favor, inspire confidence +1; SV Fort +3,
Ref +6, Will +4; SZ M; FP 2; Rep 4; Str 9, Dex 14, Con 10,
Int 13, Wis 12, Cha 15.
Equipment:
Credstick, datapad, heavy blaster pistol,
vibrodagger.
Skills:
Computer Use +8, Diplomacy +9, Handle Animal
+14, Knowledge (nerf herding) +8, Listen +5, Profession
(rancher) +8, Ride +11, Search +6, Sense Motive +7, Speak
Basic, Speak Huttese, Spot +4, Survival +6.
Feats:
Alertness, Animal Affinity, Skill Emphasis (Handle
Animal), Track, Weapon Group Proficiencies (simple, blaster
pistols).
Lurbi is more than happy to serve the heroes if they order
a drink or some food, but she eyes them suspiciously if
they purchase nothing. In addition to food, drink, and
lodging, she has a number of supplies for sale. If the
heroes are looking to stock up, she has 10 medpacs and
plenty of ammunition for weapons. She even has a few
thermal detonators for the right price. All of Lurbi’s goods
are available to the heroes (who she doesn’t entirely trust)
at twice their listed price in the
Star Wars Roleplaying
Game
core rulebook. For the most part, if the heroes want
to buy something, the Gamemaster can decide that it’s
available here (though Lurbi’s weapon selection is
extremely limited).
Lurbi keeps a blaster carbine and a baton behind the
counter. If trouble arises, she’ll use these to break it up.
After listening to the story of why the heroes have come,
Nell is annoyed—she’s busy running the ranch, and hardly
has the patience to help an Alderaanian dilettante. After all,
Davengatt’s nerf meat is available on the open market. By
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the same token, Lady Wylla is paying three times the going
rate for the steaks, so Nell’s annoyance isn’t entirely justi-
fied. She confronts the heroes because she’s been told by
Lady Wylla to expect them.
The heroes may want to spread out and chat with some
of the locals in the cantina—all Humans who work for
Davengatt in one form or another. Most of the folks in the
room at the moment are stablehands, as the nerfherders
stay in the fields with their flocks. If the heroes are fast
enough to gather some information before Nell talks to
them, they’ll learn a little bit of the history of Engebo V,
including how the ORO mine stripped the world of many
vital elements, and how Davengatt (who is spoken of with
respect, although no one but his daughter and Lurbi seem
to have met the man) saved the Landing.
GOONTIRK’S LAST SHOW
One exhibit on the
Fortune
was an ancient
mummified Duro — modestly nicknamed
“Archregent Vardovin IV, Lost King of Duro” — in a vacuum-
sealed plasteel coffin tube filled with a murky yellowish gas. The
pilot owner of the
Madman’s Fortune
, a Snivvian named
Goontirk, had actually picked up “Archregent Vardovin” from a
Rynn merchant who assured the Snivvian of its authenticity.
Goontirk didn’t particularly care, but figured a decent mummy,
even a fake one, was always a morbid curiosity. The
Fortune
’s
captain practically picked it up for a song.
Unfortunately for Goontirk, the mummy contained a
surprise—over a dozen skekfish eggs. Even more unfortunately for
Goontirk, the brittle, millennia-old plasteel of the mummy’s coffin
tube cracked when the freighter hit the same plasma storm that
knocked out the heroes’ hyperdrive. The inert gas in which the
mummy had been preserved quickly leaked out, exposing old
Vardovin and the skekfish eggs to the atmosphere. After a few
minutes, the eggs hatched. After another thirty minutes, the first
fist-sized hole appeared in the plasteel tube, and yellow gas
poured into the confines of Goontirk’s vessel.
The Snivvian was immediately besieged by a swarm of young
skekfish and attempted to flee to an escape pod. He managed to
get inside, but so did several skekfish. Thirty seconds later, what
remained of Goontirk’s corpse lay slumped in the pod, and the
Fortune
’s automated safety systems launched the pod into the
atmosphere.
Local Trouble
After Nell has had a chance to chat with the heroes for a
few rounds, read or paraphrase the following aloud:
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Suddenly, the young woman stops speaking, cocking her
head to one side. A low, rumbling roar can now be heard
in the distance, a roar that quickly becomes the scream of
atmospheric friction—the unmistakable sound of a ship
making an uncontrolled re-entry. Nell leaps to her feat and
heads out to the street. The other denizens of the cantina
begin to stand and head for the door. Lurbi eyes you
suspiciously, but also begins to move toward the door.
The heroes will probably go out into the street with every-
one else, but if they choose to stay behind for any reason,
Lurbi stays, too. If the heroes refuse to leave the cantina,
the Gotal proprietor starts to prod them. “Blast it, I want to
see what’s out there, but I’m not leaving strangers hanging
around my store. Get out there!”
As soon as the heroes enter the street, read or paraphrase
the following:
If the heroes refuse to help either character (perhaps they
want to hide out in Lurbi’s, for instance), they’re attacked
by a swarm of 36 skekfish (see below) after 10 rounds, and
the GM is encouraged to improvise an escape from the
planet.
Nell stands staring at the sky, jaw dropped in disbelief. The
orange, burning hulk of a now-unrecognizable space
transport screams overhead like a meteor. Nell tracks the
vessel, her eyes growing wider as she sees where it’s
going to hit. Not far away, Gall stands in similar awe.
“The herds!” she cries. “It’s heading for the herds! Gall,
contact my father!” The burly man obliges immediately, and
you realize that the “sheriff” clearly works for Davengatt, too.
Nell turns to you, desperation evident in her eyes. “You
want those steaks? Help me now, and I’ll give them to you
at wholesale. Your boss doesn’t have to know—you can
keep the change. My speeder’s this way.” With that, she
turns and runs toward a ragged, eight-seater landspeeder
parked across the street.
The scream of the incoming ship hits a crescendo, and
then the
whumpf
of a distant explosion rocks your ears.
Scene 3: The Wreck of the
Madman’s Fortune
Nell’s speeder is faster than its bulk would indicate, and
within a few minutes, she and the heroes arrive at the crash
site. The wreck of an unrecognizable type of freighter sits in
a smoking crater, surrounded by dead nerfs and, to Nell’s
dismay, a few dead Humans who must have been watching
the herd. She calls out their names, but none of them move.
On the horizon, survivors of the herd gallop away from the
scene in all directions.
As the heroes and a grimly determined Nell exit the
speeder, an escape pod settles to the ground nearby as its
autopilot kicks in the automated landing system. Nell
checks a scanning device in the speeder’s cockpit and
gets the transponder beacon transmitting from the pod.
She learns that the ship is called the
Madman’s Fortune
—
a museum exhibit ship in a popular traveling “freak
show.” She approaches the pod and beckons the heroes
to follow her.
If the heroes don’t do it first, Nell moves to open the
escape pod. Read or paraphrase the following aloud:
If the heroes refuse to go with Nell, sweeten the deal: offer
them the repairs to the ship for free, or lower the cost of
the steaks by another 20 percent. If they still balk, Nell
leaves without them, and Gall asks for their help instead. If
they go with Gall, skip ahead to Scene 5.
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Nell triggers the release on the pod. Immediately, she
screams and jumps back as dozens of small, wriggling
silver creatures begin to pour out of the pod and burrow
into the ground. Dozens of the fish-like beasts disappear
under the soil as Nell looks on in shock.
Suddenly, a group of the creatures burst back up from
the ground, and one strikes Nell’s left arm. Blood begins
to flow as she screams and draws her blaster, firing wildly
at the ground. “They’re like living knives!” she shouts.
Feats:
Improved Initiative, Weapon Finesse (bite).
Skekfish (adult):
Armored subterranean predator 7; Init
+7; Defense 23 (+5 natural, +2 size, +6 Dex); Spd 10 m, 70
m burrow; VP/WP 50/8; Atk +13 melee (1d6–1, crit 18–20,
bite) or +13 ranged; SQ Damage reduction 3, darkvision,
metallic, run-by attack, puncture dive; SV Fort +6, Ref +11,
Will +4; SZ T; Rep 0; Str 8, Dex 23, Con 16, Int 2, Wis 15,
Cha 7; Challenge Code: E.
Skills:
Hide +7, Jump +5, Listen +12, Move Silently +9,
Spot +6.
Feats:
Improved Initiative, Power Attack, Weapon Finesse
(bite).
Special Qualities:
Metallic—The skekfish’s digestive system
retains the elemental metals contained within the creature’s
food. They take damage from blaster fire like any other
creature, but they are particularly vulnerable to ion weapon
fire. When an ion weapon successfully hits a skekfish, it
deals damage directly to wounds. A shipboard ion cannon
can target up to four adult or eight young skekfish in one
2-meter square simultaneously.
Puncture Dive—Moving in schools, skekfish approach their
target just under the surface of the soil. When about 2
meters away from their target, they leap from the ground
and dive directly at the target. This attack is so effective
that the skekfish’s bite attack scores a critical hit on a natu-
ral 18 or higher. Up to four skekfish may attack at once in
this manner; a “lead” skekfish makes one attack roll, with a
+1 circumstance bonus (+3 max) for each additional crea-
ture. When a skekfish inflicts wound damage on a target, it
dives through the victim as easily as it dives through dirt,
taking away a large chunk of flesh in the process. The crea-
ture’s run-by attack then allows it to return underground.
GM Notes: The Skekfish
The skekfish—or “knife-fish” as they’re sometimes called—are
a hybrid of carbon- and silicon-based life. Each individual
ranges in length from 30 to 40 centimeters. They’re obviously
not true fish, but the name was given by those who first
encountered them because of the way they “swim” through
the soil. Skekfish move in schools, propelling themselves
through any soil with hundreds of tiny, razor-sharp, metallic
fin-scales that line their bodies, controlling direction with
four rudder fins as long as their entire body. They can move
at one-quarter their burrow speed through solid rock, and
one-half their burrow speed through wood. They have no
apparent eyes and hunt entirely with their sense of hearing.
With their bizarre dual-element physiology, the skekfish
must consume both dirt and flesh to survive. An adult skek-
fish can only survive up to 48 hours without ingesting
some
animal flesh. They have voracious appetites and a speedy
reproductive rate; on any undeveloped world (and even an
occasional developed one), skekfish can rapidly consume
almost all large fauna. When animal biomass begins to run
out for any reason, skekfish will lay a clutch of eggs in the
bodies of their last remaining victims, which they then
instinctively cover with fresh soil. If the “nest” is left undis-
turbed, the eggs can last for thousands of years. When fresh
meat arrives, the young begin to hatch, and the cycle begins
anew. Young skekfish are about one quarter the length of
adults, but they reach full size within 24 hours.
When hunting, schools of 2d4+2 skekfish will dive in
formation out of the ground (up to 2 meters off the surface)
in an attack arc, mouths open. (Thanks to their small size
and school behavior, up to four adult or eight young skek-
fish can occupy one 2-meter square.) Their razor-sharp
snouts bore straight through their prey’s torso, leaving a
gaping wound. With their victim suitably staggered, the
school then breaks up into a more chaotic attack, swarming
over the meal until virtually nothing remains of the corpse.
It is unknown exactly where the species originated or
whether their DNA has been modified. It seems unlikely that
such a bizarre creature could have arisen through natural
means, but the galaxy is a strange place.
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First Blood
The young skekfish that emerge from the escape pod are
not particularly hungry—after all, they’ve had a full meal of
Snivvian in just the last few minutes. There are several of
them, however. As long as the heroes remain standing on
the ground, the skekfish will attack them in eight groups of
four creatures each. (Although the heroes won’t know this,
at least that many skekfish have already escaped into the
soil and even now are swimming to the Landing in search
of more prey.) The GM should roll separate initiative for
each skekfish group for a more effective fight.
Nell immediately heads for the speeder; it takes her at
least 2 rounds to get there. She insists that they return to
the Landing and warn the others. After a few rounds spent
fighting the skekfish, the heroes will likely agree.
If the heroes have ion weapons, they might learn the
creatures’ weakness at this point. If they manage to kill over
16 skekfish young, the rest disappear under the ground to
find easier prey. Naturally, they head back to the Landing.
As soon as a character gets in the landspeeder, the skek-
fish leave that character alone. This might clue the heroes in
to the easiest way to avoid the skekfish attacks: Don’t walk
on the ground! Once all heroes and Nell are on board (the
GM should make sure Nell gets on the speeder as soon as
possible), Davengatt’s daughter kicks the vehicle into gear
and heads back to the Landing.
Skekfish (young):
Armored subterranean predator 4; Init
+7; Defense 23 (+3 natural, +4 size, +6 Dex); Spd 6 m, 50
m burrow; VP/WP 29/3; Atk +12 melee (1d6–3, crit 18–20,
bite) or +12 ranged; SQ Darkvision, metallic (see below),
run-by attack, puncture dive (see below); SV Fort +5, Ref
+10, Will +3; SZ D; Rep 0; Str 4, Dex 23, Con 12, Int 1, Wis
15, Cha 5; Challenge Code: C.
Skills:
Hide +7, Jump +3, Listen +8, Move Silently +9, Spot
+6.
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