Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:130/155 Ki:14/18 CMD: 37 SR: 26] Monday January 2nd, 2017 10:22:44 AM
Garret yawns and stands up, having fallen asleep in the warm sun on the roof. He stretches and looks around, looking out in every direction, greeting the city and the day.
Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 124/190 CMD = 22 Monday January 2nd, 2017 5:22:56 PM So... anyone else think we should update the DC so that the other members can take care to protect themselves?
Zane (JCC) AC 36 (37), CMB 16, CMD 33, HP 136/190, Character Monday January 2nd, 2017 5:25:22 PM "Suggested that....but do we just tell those who we've delt with or tell everyone who has a DC ring?"
Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 hp 86/132 Spells Monday January 2nd, 2017 9:17:30 PM
[b]I suppose that depends on if you think you can trust all who have earned a ring. I personally think we should warn them all.[b]
Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 hp 86/132 Spells Monday January 2nd, 2017 9:17:30 PM
[b]I suppose that depends on if you think you can trust all who have earned a ring. I personally think we should warn them all.[b]
RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 25/17/19 -- CMD 22 -- HP 118/150 -- Spells Monday January 2nd, 2017 11:26:17 PM "I alerted Valdor immediately following the attack, but noone else. We are still new to the consortium and probably don't know how many attacks like these they are accustomed to. Perhaps this sort of thing happens every week, though I hope not."
DM Tanner Monday January 2nd, 2017 11:44:05 PM
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Bosk helps Sesha cast a divination.
Garret naps contentedly.
Zane queries Tink concerning contacting the Dragon Consortium.
Restlin continues his discussion with the library secretary.
Sesha casts scry on several targets.
Beriothian questions contacting the Dragon Consortium.
Tink contacts Valdor with an update, then joins Bosk at the Catacombs.
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Contacting the Dragon Consortium - The party sends a message to Valdor Dragonstone. After several minutes, you receive a response. "I have contacted the liaisons for several Consortium groups. No one has been attacked, other than one angry badger who snuck into an outhouse. No one has heard of a Death Dragon Cult. It sounds like you should follow up with the Eyes of Gargul. Either in Hook City, or in their main temple in Plateau City."
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Hook City Libary - The secretary furrows her brow in confusion. "Darlin', when you say 'unnatural,' do you mean through necromancy, alchemy, or some other means?"
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Divination - Sesha casts scry several times. None of them are successful. Sesha feels her spells pushed back from their targets.
RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 25/17/19 -- CMD 22 -- HP 118/150 -- Spells Tuesday January 3rd, 2017 4:55:51 AM "So, we'll take care of the Death Dragon Cult while the rest of the Dragon Consortium members take care of the badger in the outhouse? Sounds like a plan"
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:130/155 Ki:14/18 CMD: 37 SR: 26] Tuesday January 3rd, 2017 8:36:26 AM Aw, I wanted to go see the badger. Oh well. Who's up for a trip to Plateau City? Maybe with a stop by at the local temple?
Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 124/190 CMD = 22 Tuesday January 3rd, 2017 9:06:37 AM Valdor should be able to handle it, we wouldn't know anyone better to contact anyway. Thanks, I forgot in the confusion. But I agree with Bosk that everyone needs to be warned. We were just attacked on an open street in HookCity, that pretty much means everwhere is a danger and they should be on guard.
Beri straightens his robes and takes a breath. Well, where ever we go, we shouldn't split up. That fight was bad enough as a group, I'd hate to be attacked while alone on the street.
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +20/+17/+11 CMD: +17 HP: 96/146 (Spells) Luck Points: 6/14 Tuesday January 3rd, 2017 9:35:51 AM
Restlin leans into the secretary. "You're very particular ma'am. I like that.." He stands back up. "I'm looking for information on a lich, so almost certainly necromantic. Currently, she goes by Vivian Taurbane." He stretches a bit, trying to relax. He was still agitated over that stupid half-dragon taur.
"I realize this is a long shot, but thought I'd press my luck and see what happened."
Sesha [AC 31 /21 To/29 Fl] | HP 100/125 | CMD 22] Tuesday January 3rd, 2017 10:28:37 AM
Sesha sighs.
"The spells are being resisted, from what I gather. I can keep trying, and eventually something will sneak through. Or I can keep trying, keep missing, and they'll eventually set up anti-scrying protections. We might have a better lead with the other Eyes."
Zane (JCC) AC 36 (37), CMB 16, CMD 33, HP 136/190, Character Tuesday January 3rd, 2017 2:00:53 PM "Well, I guess we can try out our new teleporter, or we can take the transport from here to Float City, but we'd have to arrange that, its not a regular schedule for that one. I'm ready whenever everyone else is and I agree, we should stay together as much as possible."
DM Tanner Tuesday January 3rd, 2017 11:57:13 PM
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Bosk discusses their next move.
Garret discusses their next move.
Zane discusses their next move.
Restlin clarifies his query with the secretary.
Sesha discusses their next move.
Beriothian discusses their next move.
Tink discusses their next move.
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The Main Group - Most of the Iron Dragons agree that: (a) the other Dragon Consortium groups have not been attacked, have never heard of the Death Dragon Cult, they do not seem overly concerned, and it appears that they trust the newest DC group to take care of the problem until it is proven to be a bigger problem; (b) the Eyes of Gargul would be a good place to seek information.
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Hook City Library - The secretary smiles. "Perfect. Just a moment." She presses a small button on a console to her right. A seamless hole opens and a small hovering sphere made of bronze and filled with hundreds of tiny, intricate gears appears. "Search. Vivian Taurbane. Lich. All results." The sphere glows with blue-white light, then begins floating toward the stacks. "Just follow it, hon'. Good luck." She gives you a sly wink.
The sphere leads you on a serpentine pattern through deep canyons of bookshelves and multiple chambers and richly-appointed rooms until coming to an out-of-the-way study. It stops in front of a shelf and spins in a circle rapidly. The glow fades, and it begins heading back toward the secretary's desk.
OOC: I will need a Profession (scribe), Knowledge (history), or Knowledge (religion) check.
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RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 25/17/19 -- CMD 22 -- HP 118/150 -- Spells Wednesday January 4th, 2017 3:22:22 AM
Tink nods enthusiastically at Beri's comment "They were without doubt the toughest foes we have come across. It would be foolish to pursue any of them unprepared. Say.... where's Restlin?"
After a pause, Tink continues "We should conduct any training, shopping and crafting post haste. Thanks to the telepathy provided by these rings, I don't need to prepare the spell anymore."
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:130/155 Ki:14/18 CMD: 37 SR: 26] Wednesday January 4th, 2017 8:19:43 AM
Garret wanders into the kitchen and prepares a small snack for the trip to the temple.
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +20/+17/+11 CMD: +17 HP: 96/146 (Spells) Luck Points: 7/14 d20+24=44 ; Wednesday January 4th, 2017 9:59:16 AM
Restlin flashes the secretary a grin before following this ball through the library. When it spins and retreats, he starts looking through the shelves. "Why people follow stuffy gods like Domi and Gargul, I will never know," he mutters to himself while searching.
Knowledge, History: 44 (that's a nat 20, folks. Ya'll backed the wrong conceptual horse.)
"Alright then. Well, I've got some things to do. If you need me or my magic, your about 14 hours away from it being available. I'm a busy girl with stuff to do, and I'm not going walking into a temple of Gargulites. I can think of about a million other things to do with my time. I'll send you a mind buzz if I figure something out."
Sesha spends the next ten minutes engaged in a number of unsavory, painful and very expensive tasks. When done, a lump of flesh floats happily in a small tube of liquid. She pokes the newly formed clone, still far from being ready. (5 months. Starting the time on whatever date we have in the Wold today. Making a note on character sheet.)
"Well little one, here's hoping I never need you. But just in case, I packed you a goodie bag."
She places a small satchel filled with various useful items on a pedestal next to the clone. Teleport scrolls, defensive boosts, and other spells and trinkets poke out of the stuffed bag.
"Now THAT's out of the way."
She starts the long arduous process of creating her Simulacrum.
Step 1: Set up large block of ice. (Assuming this can be purchased or procured without wasting game time.)
Step 2: Use Fabricate Scroll to turn ice into crappy ice statue. This spell is not on Sesha's spell list. UMD: 47 - Success
Step 3: Start the casting of Simulacrum, complete with 4000 in rubies for an 8HD mini-Sesha. 12 Hour countdown commencing.
Zane (JCC) AC 36 (37), CMB 16, CMD 33, HP 136/190, Character Wednesday January 4th, 2017 6:35:19 PM
Big powerful magic was way beyond Zane, but he does like watching it be worked.... "Shall I see if the City is set to use the teleporter to float city or not?"
Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 124/190 CMD = 22 Wednesday January 4th, 2017 10:23:56 PM While Sesha's getting ready, I'm going to prepare my spellstaff. Hmm, I suppose from what I have left that Reverse Gravity would be the best choice. I'll only be about 10 minutes. Beri takes the percolator off the fire place and pours a cup of coffee before heading up stairs to prepare his spell.
Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 hp 86/132 Spells Wednesday January 4th, 2017 10:30:17 PM
Bosk recalls that he still has to run to the Catacombs and makes a trip there before heading to check out the Eyes of Gargul to see what he can learn.
DM Tanner Wednesday January 4th, 2017 11:50:29 PM
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Bosk makes a run to the Catacombs.
Garret makes a snack for the ensuing trip.
Zane suggests checking on the city teleporter for their trip.
Restlin has a bona fide moment of brilliance.
Sesha casts several unsavory spells. Bloodwitches, amirite?
Beriothian prepares his staff for combat.
Tink suggests last-minute preparation.
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The Main Group - Start making last-minute preparations! It is evident that talking to some Eyes of Gargul is in the near future. Either in Hook City, or in Plateau City.
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Hook City Library - Restlin has a flash of brilliance. He finds a tome entitled, Undead of the Elennian Peninsula, Their Ecology and Habits. It is written by an anonymous priest of Gargul and details various powerful undead, including liches. He is able to piece together various reports to determine that a powerful lich, notably a divine spellcaster, has been encounter several times in the hinterlands surrounding Plateau City. The name of the lich has not been determined, but the tactics and appearance of the lich are consistent across various accounts by survivors. The fact that Vivian Taurbane is not listed anywhere in the book would suggest the mysterious lich may be her.
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RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 33/23/25 -- CMD 22 -- HP 176/176 -- Spells -- Active Effects Thursday January 5th, 2017 12:22:37 AM
Assuming the party have time to shop, craft, cast spells and train, then Tink is ready to go.
The biggest change noticeable is that she looks to have shrunk. "The smaller size should hopefully make me a little harder to hit" she explains
Spells in effect on Others: Greater Magic Weapon on Garret's fists - Tishe's Weave Elements on Restlin, Zane and Garret have a 'Water' version, Bosk a 'Fire' version, and Beri an 'Air' version
Perception: Can automatically see invisible, ethereal, magical auras, and any object/person being scryed upon. Dark Vision & Low Light Vision. Auto check for Secret Doors with 5ft
Immunities: Immunity to harmful vapors and gases, possession, mental control, spells from the divination school, scrying, bodily contact by evil summoned creatures, and grapples.
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:130/155 Ki:14/18 CMD: 37 SR: 26] Thursday January 5th, 2017 8:38:45 AM
Garret looks at the smaller Tink and says the first thing that comes to mind, "But Tink, when you are smaller, you might not be able to eat as much as you like."
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +20/+17/+11 CMD: +17 HP: 96/146 (Spells) Luck Points: 7/14 d20+25=26 ; Thursday January 5th, 2017 10:24:23 AM
"Awww yiss," Restlin says quietly to himself as he thumbs through the book. He's eager to get back home with the info...
***
Knowledge, Local: 26 - Restlin's a wizard who's lived here all his life. Surely he knows how to go about checking out a book, or getting a copy of pertinent information. How can he walk out the door with this info legally?
Also, is there a benefit to finding this, or just a "nice job, Restlin, you found a book!"?
Zane (JCC) AC 36 (37), CMB 16, CMD 33, HP 136/190, Character Thursday January 5th, 2017 1:56:24 PM "Don't worry Katinka, There'll be those of us who are bigger so we'll most likely the biggest targets...."
(did we level up?)
Sesha [AC 31 /21 To/29 Fl] | HP 100/125 | CMD 22] d20+2=15 ; Thursday January 5th, 2017 2:35:23 PM
(If Sesha has time for the full casting time-skip, training, etc, let me know and I'm going to move on to plot based posts.)
When the Simulacrum is complete, Sesha takes a moment to check it out. It looked... sort of like her. (Disguise check - 20) She stares at the Seshamulacrum for a minute then grins.
"I get that your an illusion, but I want you to enjoy yourself in general. While strictly speaking you don't need anything, I suppose I should take you shopping for some things. Especially clothes. You look enough like me it might be distracting to the others if you walk around naked. Especially Restlin, I would think. You also need a name."
She thinks.
"Sissy, seems easy enough. Your life will be pretty simple, Sissy. You'll have a couple of basic chores, and a few other things as we go along. The most important among those is keeping that little lump of us preserved, as it grows into a clone. It's made of the same stuff you are, bits of me. It's sort of like your own little sister I guess."
She ponders that weird line of thinking for just a moment. In time, there would basically be three of her floating around. Bosk might literally lose his mind in a bad way. Restlin might literally lose his to lewdness and fantasy. Blushing, she purges the thought with vengeance and fire.
"The hardest toll I'm going to take on you is a trade. I have, in my view of things, given you life of sorts. This has cost me in time and resources. In exchange, I will borrow against your life from time to time. Sadly, things are rushed right now, and I need to get started before I can introduce you to the others. Are you ready to get started?"
The simulacrum frowns, making a petulant expression quite like Sesha's, then sighs. "Ready as I can be, Master." ----------
Making the assumption that because of the 12 hour cast of Simulacrum, 2 hours of spirit brew, and 2 hours of Sacrifice Selfs, Sesha is out of the gameplay loop for a bit unless the Iron Adventurers wait for her.
-Character sheet in progress of update with Simulacrum page.
Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 124/190 CMD = 22 Thursday January 5th, 2017 7:10:25 PM That's a great idea Tink, no reason to make it easy to find us again. I think I'll try a red haired dwarf. Beri transforms be a less recognizable when out in public, though he has a hunch that Bosk will have a hard time blending in no matter what they try.
Well, Sesha needs to prepare, and I think we could all use with a spell refresh. I say we make whatever travel plans and head out in the morning.
DM Tanner Thursday January 5th, 2017 11:28:30 PM
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Bosk hangs out.
Garret comments on Tink's new size.
Zane encourages Tink in her new size.
Restlin pats himself on the back for his flash of brilliance.
Beriothian transforms himself into a ginger of short stature.
Tink is raring to go.
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The Main Group - Discusses preparations.
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Hook City Library - Restlin takes the book to the front desk. The secretary inquires as to his library card. Your hesitation speaks volumes. She looks sideways conspiratorially, then leans in and whispers. "Tell you what, darlin'. You're one of the Iron Dragons, right? Usually there is a rigorous vetting process to be allowed a library card. Some of these books are worth more than a house. But since it's you... I just need a lock of your hair. Check-out is for two weeks."
If Restlin consents, the secretary tucks the lock of hair into an envelope and slides him the book. "See you in two weeks."
If not, well, you will have to rely on your short-term memory.
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Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 hp 86/132 Spells Thursday January 5th, 2017 11:28:47 PM
Bosk finishes up his shopping and joins the others, recharges his staff and refreshes his spells.
As he listens to the others day he stares at Restlin...and...what are her tactics and weaknesses? In the discussion of the book he doesn't notice that Sesha in unusually quiet about her day.
ooc: I still need to place the Catacombs order, I will complete that this weekend.
RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 33/23/25 -- CMD 22 -- HP 176/176 -- Spells -- Active Effects Friday January 6th, 2017 4:52:26 AM
Tink spends the rest of the evening testing out new spells in her room. Sparks fly, there a minor controlled explosions, but in the end she feels pretty good about things.
"I'm for heading out in the morning, Beri"
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:130/155 Ki:14/18 CMD: 37 SR: 26] Friday January 6th, 2017 9:26:00 AM
While the others continue to make preparations, Garret strolls around outside the castle. He likes that it still takes up the same amount of space outside, so it doesn't look like a giant place. He thinks back to the times he had far, far away with the small Inn his group was part of. He remembers the status made of the group and a certain female halfling that he knew a long time ago in a city far away.
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +20/+17/+11 CMD: +17 HP: 96/146 (Spells) Luck Points: 7/14 Friday January 6th, 2017 9:55:49 AM
Restlin is immediately certain Sesha would literally smack him upside the head if he gave away scry bait to a stranger, but this book was valuable.
It's a conundrum, that's for sure. Maybe he got a library card sometime in the past & it's sitting in the bottom of one of his pouches? He checks, just to make sure...
Mendicant ability, Lucky Find:
The DM secretly rolls a d12, unmodified by luck points. On a 1, nothing is found. On a 2-5, something non-magical and not obviously useful is found. On a 6-9, something non-magical and useful is found. On a 10 or 11, something magical but not obviously useful is found. On a 12, something useful and magical is found. The DM chooses what is found, and may be inspired by the table on page 113 of the 3.0 DMG, or on page 66 of the 3.5 DMG. This ability can be used only once per encounter.
If nothing is found, he'll head back to the reading desks, request pen and paper, and start taking notes. Sesha had big plans today, so he figures he has some time.
He does not give this librarian a lock of his hair. That would be stupid.
DM Tanner d12=2 ; Friday January 6th, 2017 11:13:48 AM
Restlin searches his bag and finds a brass kazoo. He does not recall obtaining a brass kazoo, let alone thinking it would be a good idea to keep one in his bag, but he finds one nonetheless.
Luckily, copying the relevant portions of the book should only take a few hours. You finish it without difficulty.
The secretary looks disappointed. "It's just policy, sir. Even if Alemi himself visited our library, no one takes out a book without a card or a way to find them." She gives you a nervous smile. "Please come back again soon."
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +20/+17/+11 CMD: +17 HP: 96/146 (Spells) Luck Points: 7/14 Friday January 6th, 2017 12:04:56 PM
Restlin smiles at the librarian. "Hey, no worries, miss. You've got a job to do." He holds up the papers he copied. "Besides, wouldn't have found these without your help." He goes to leave, then turns back around. "Say, can we start the process to give me a card?"
He fills out whatever paperwork needs filling out, then takes his leave, playing a tune (poorly) on his newly reclaimed kazoo as he goes.
Once he reaches the tower, he'll answer Bosk's questions to the best of his ability. He makes the copies he made available to anyone who wants to read them.
Zane (JCC) AC 36 (37), CMB 16, CMD 33, HP 136/190, Character Friday January 6th, 2017 12:47:25 PM
Zane packs up his adventuring gear, getting himself ready to go wherever they are going.....
(I'll get leveled up over the weekend and get a visit to the Catacombs. BTW what are we at for gold total?)
Sesha [AC 31 /21 To/29 Fl] | HP 100/125 | CMD 22] Friday January 6th, 2017 5:33:07 PM
A lithe dark elf emerges from her basement, fairly exhausted. She pads her way barefoot into the kitchen, and rummages for a pair of cold drinks. On her heels, follows another white haired dark elf, a spitting image of the first.
They each are covered with numerous scars and wounds, and each sport the usual trappings of Sesha while she flirts with the sacrificial magic of a Bloodwitch. An eyepatch, a scarf, and a pair of thick gloves hide missing eyes, noses, and fingers.
They both look up when Restlin walks in, then bring their heads together in a conspiratorial whisper.
"Magepriest!", starts. one. Both stare at him intently. "Which one is the real me?", asks the other, her tone playful. The pair start taking some random objects down around the kitchen. "We've got dinner tonight. Everyone can discuss what they've learned."
(Disguise result was 20, so Perception DC would be 20 as well. I think he probably would get a bonus to the roll.)
(Dinner: Heroes Feast. I'll make the temp hp roll for all of us once I know it isn't interrupted or something. )
Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 124/190 CMD = 22 Friday January 6th, 2017 6:29:45 PM
Via Ring Hey Restlin, while you are there could you find out the procedure for obtaining a library card... that could come in handy down the line. May as well start the paperwork now.
Beri head into his room to mediate under the trees, and tried to think about what spells will be most useful in the morning
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +20/+17/+11 CMD: +17 HP: 96/146 (Spells) Luck Points: 7/14 Friday January 6th, 2017 8:04:13 PM
Restlin autopasses a DC 20 perception check.
***
The magepriest briefly stares at the two Seshas before he collects himself. "Ahem, that would be you," he says as he wraps his arm around her shoulder. "Let me know when you're done making your man dinner. I've got to study." He heads upstairs briefly and returns in warm slippers and a plush robe. He makes his way to a comfortable chair in front of the fireplace, which springs to life with a warm fire as the wizard snaps his fingers.
"A guy could get used to this," he says to no one in particular as he begins his study, nursing a glass of neat spirits.
DM Tanner Friday January 6th, 2017 11:57:32 PM Bosk is ready to go.
Garret wistfully wanders the grounds.
Zane prepares his gear. (ooc: I hate to play the new-guy card, but I have no idea how much gold you should have. I can say that this module was designed to bring your WBL to an adequate level, so let's see where we are at in a few weeks.)
Restlin returns from the library, shares his findings, and retires to his room to entertain salacious thoughts.
Sesha introduces her Mini-Me to the group.
Beriothian prepares himself for the journey.
Tink spends the rest of the evening testing spells.
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The Main Group - Discusses preparations.
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Hook City Library - A library card to one of the most prestigious and extensive libraries in the Wold requires a deposit of 1,000gp. Books may be rented for two weeks, with a late fee of 1gp per day past the due date. Books overdue by more than 90 days will result in the forfeit of the security deposit. Sages and experts from across the entire continent would give their right arm to have regular access to such a trove of knowledge, and rumor has it that just about anything can be found in its halls and stacks.
The transcripts obtained by Restlin reveal several important facts: (a) there is a documented history of a lich with consistent appearance and tactics; (b) it is operating in the hinterlands surrounding Plateau City; and (c) it is a divine spellcaster. You can confidently surmise that Vivian Taurbane is somewhere near Plateau City, and is a cleric.
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It appears the Iron Dragons have finished their preparations (unless otherwise indicated). You spend the remainder of the day in your various preparations, and enjoy a restful sleep (unless otherwise indicated). You wake in the morning, ready to head to the teleportation station (unless otherwise indicated).
RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 33/23/25 -- CMD 22 -- HP 176/176 -- Spells -- Active Effects d20+39=47 ; Saturday January 7th, 2017 1:41:58 AM Regading WBL: Highlight to display spoiler: {Nov 15th: DM Hugh announced "there is enough loot for you all to be at the 315,000 WBL". After the most recent battle with everything sold (Dec 3rd), it worked out to an extra 18,643.07 each for a grand total of 333,643.07 total WBL each right now :)}
The next morning Tink sends for a courier (by which, she looks out the window for a young lad looking to earn a shiny gold piece). She wants to send work to the Inspector to check on how the prisoner is faring, and whether any further information has been divulged.
She then heads down to the kitchen and stacks a few cushions on a chair so that she can see the tabletop.
Tishes Weave Elements check for today: 47 = 3 powers
Sesha [AC 31 /21 To/29 Fl] | HP 100/125 | CMD 22] d8+8=10 ; Saturday January 7th, 2017 10:25:51 AM
That night, Sesha introduces Sissy to the others.
"She simulacrae, technically not alive. But she's very much walking around and doing things, and to me that's good enough. I don't ask you all to understand, but I do ask you to realize that it's important to me you treat her well. She will be staying here, taking care of my clone, and tending to the place while we are away."
Not long after, the two serve dinner.
Heroes Feast: Every creature partaking of the feast is cured of all sickness and nausea, receives the benefits of both neutralize poison and remove disease, and gains 1d8 temporary hit points + 1 point per two caster levels (maximum +10) after imbibing the nectar-like beverage that is part of the feast. The ambrosial food grants each creature that partakes a +1 morale bonus on attack rolls and Will saves and a +4 morale bonus on saving throws against poison and fear effects for 12 hours.
10 Temporary HP for everyone.
The next morning, Sesha has her gear packed and is ready to go. She pulls Sissy aside and warns her sternly.
"Beware the one named Y'zargo. He's a legendary pervert of a dark elf, and he's my cohort. Keep an arms length and don't follow him behind any closed doors. "
She starts heading down to the teleportation room.
"Plateau City, huh?"
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +20/+17/+11 CMD: +17 HP: 96/146 (Spells) Luck Points: 7/14 d20+23=42 ; Saturday January 7th, 2017 10:15:15 PM
Note: Restlin is reading in the common area, not his room. Also, I'm perfectly ok w/ the 1000gp library card. Restlin will go back and get the coin that day to begin the process.
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Restlin frowns as he puts the pieces together. Vivian Taurbane was a cleric, but which god did she worship? Gargul? That went against everything Bosk stood for. He puts down the papers a bit & tries to remember all of Gargul's history. He knows the god has gone through a few different...incarnations.
Knowledge, Religion: 42 - Do any of Gargul's past lives jive with the whole "I'm ok with a lich worshiping me and spreading discord through the civilized world" shtick?
***
Restlin has questions, but I don't want to hold up the game. I'm ok with doing the rest of this via email instead of dragging this out.
Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 159 hp /132 (27 are temp) Spells d10+10=17 ; Sunday January 8th, 2017 8:26:27 PM
Bosk heads down stairs as the sun rises and helps himself to a large breakfast, despite still being satisfied from Sesha's feast. As he eats he ponders how a divine caster can be a lich and still casting, let alone one worshiping a god diametrically opposed to the undead, but clearly it found a loophole. He then prepares to head out, making sure his contingency and false life spells are prepared as he heads to the teleportation ring.
(false life = 17 temporary hit points)
Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 200/190 CMD = 22 d20+1=2 ; Monday January 9th, 2017 10:04:05 AM
Ber sits down to the feast and feels refreshed. *** Bosk, don't be too quick to dismiss this as a fluke. I must confess that I'm clueless about such religious loopholes, but if he did find a loophole it may be the key to also identifying a weakness. There may also be a clue in Restlin's meticulous notes. As a druid I know the Wold is about balance, everything comes with a price. The question is if and how we can use the price paid to our advantage.
Restlin, do your notes mention anything about where we are likely to find the lich? I'll prepare different spells depending on if we are expected to be outside or indoors.
Knowledge = 2... nat 1
*** Hero's Feast, =+10 temp HP
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:165/155 Ki:19/19 CMD: 37 SR: 26] Monday January 9th, 2017 10:28:23 AM
Garret quickly appears as soon as the food is ready. He pops his head in the door and says, "Is this for anyone?" He quickly heads to the table and starts sampling a little bit of everything, tucking away a few bits into his belt pouch "for later."
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +20/+17/+11 CMD: +17 HP: 96/146 (Spells) Luck Points: 7/14 Monday January 9th, 2017 11:39:02 AM
Restlin folds up his notes. "Just that she operates around Plateau City," he replies to Beri's question. "The fact that she's not mentioned by name leads me to believe she's keen on secrecy and probably won't be easy to find. The book I got these notes from was written by a priest of Gargul & had much more specific information about other notable undead in the area. If that guy wasn't able to dig her name up, then she's pretty good at staying hidden."
He stands, ready to get some preparation done before resting. "I'll see everyone in the morning," he announces before heading upstairs.
Zane (JCC) AC 36 (37), CMB 16, CMD 33, HP 136/190, Character Monday January 9th, 2017 6:51:45 PM "Plateau City..... I've heard stories about that place, but except for excursions with the group here, I can't remember going to the other side of the Wold. I think heard there was a family of Dragons or something living in Plateau City, but I'm betting its only a rumor, I doubt Dragons would want to be that close to the rest of the Wold's races.... I should be all set to go when everyone else is."
DMHighlight to display spoiler: { Placed my Catacomb Order not adjusting my sheet until authorized for them, it will be making a big difference, and taking Leadership Feat, but it will be a "NPC Cohort at the Tower"}
RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 33/23/25 -- CMD 22 -- HP 176/176 -- Spells -- Active Effects Monday January 9th, 2017 8:52:06 PM
Tink helps herself to some of the food, while listening to the plans
Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 159 hp /132 (27 are temp) Spells d20+4=12 ; Monday January 9th, 2017 10:34:47 PM
Bosk scratches his head as he tries to determine how the lich could be divine. I have never understood how an evil cleric can get powers from an inherently good god, but I believe druids just have to worship nature. However, I have a theory. I do not think Marteaus would have the same qualms about supporting Vivian and her followers. Marteaus was imbued with Gargul's powers by Gargul himself and is one of only two gods Gargul cannot banish from his presence. I wonder if they are worshiping Gargul through the Punisher?
From what I can recall Marteaus is the ruler of the Gods of Testing. He strives to bring suffering through disease upon the Noble Races of Wold. It is only through true suffering that he believes one discovers his true need and the way to fulfill that need. Disease breaks the strong and culls the weak so that the strong survives to rise up to accomplish their need. Those who have suffered are the only ones who are capable of truly ruling the races, being focused through the weakness of disease and want.
His need is now an obsession. Marteaus is obsessed with what he believes is the need to provide the Races of the Wold with the answer to the Gods of Wold and the weakness and indecision that they represent. He thinks only the Gods of Testing can show the true way to power and success within the Wold and that the Gods of Testing are the answer to the needs of the races of Wold.
Knowledge Religion to tell if he in on the right track or to determine what the right track is = 12
DM Tanner Monday January 9th, 2017 11:50:44 PM
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Bosk completes his spell preparation for the day.
Garret eats casually.
Zane (update your PC sheet when ready)
Restlin gets himself a library card! Although the term 'card' is misnomer, as it is more accurately described as a small plaque made of bronze. Restlin's name, address, and a small likeness are inscribed, along with an arcane mark cast by the very friendly secretary. (go ahead and email your questions)
Sesha introduces her Mini-Me to the party, provides a sumptuous meal, and gives it instructions to avoid the amorous advances of her cohort.
Beriothian inquires as to Restlin's findings.
Tink hires a courier to ask the Inspector a question.
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Restlin pores over the book he checked out from the Hook City Library, trying to find out how the current situation meshes with Gargul's history. Despite several hours of study, he finds nothing. There is a clear contradiction between the the divine portfolio of Gargul and the new information they have learned concerning the Death Dragon Cult and the presence of an undead spellcaster in his clergy. However, the spellcasting abilities of the half-orc cleric cannot be denied. This looks like a question for the Eyes to answer, preferably by asking the Big Man Himself.
Bosk theorizes as to how the Death Dragon Cult may in fact be worshiping Marteaus, masquerading as Gargul or perhaps being used as a conduit. Unfortunately, he arrives at the same conclusion as Restlign -- the evidence is contradictory, and clarification from a higher source is needed.
The party arrives at the teleportation circle to wait their turn in line. The courier catches up to Tink and informs her that the Inspector has the situation well in hand.
ooc: LAST CALL FOR PREPARATION. Anything before arriving in Plateau City.
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RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 33/23/25 -- CMD 22 -- HP 176+10/176 -- Spells -- Active Effects Tuesday January 10th, 2017 2:49:57 AM "Good news from the Inspector" Tink informs the group "No escape attempts or assassination attempts on the prisoner"
She inspects the simulacrum and nods at the detail Sesha has put into it. She has a quiet word with Sesha on the side "It might be wise if it did not leave the castle until we returned. Looking so much like you could see it mistaken for you, and attacked. Then again, having it seen through the windows could also give the illusion we are still home"
Tink is ready to shake the cobwebs from her adventuring gear and hit the road once more.
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:165/155 Ki:19/19 CMD: 37 SR: 26] Tuesday January 10th, 2017 8:48:13 AM
Garret follows with the others and says, "So, if this lich is so secretive and so hard to find, how are we going to find it?"
After a moment's pause he continues, "Or maybe we just need to show up and it will find us..."
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +20/+17/+11 CMD: +17 HP: 96/146 (Spells) Luck Points: 7/14 Tuesday January 10th, 2017 9:27:18 AM
Restlin gathers his belongings & finished his preparations before heading downstairs.
He looks at Bosk. "Doesn't make sense, does it? I think we're going to need to have a long chat with your order...maybe even Gargul himself."
The magepriest checks his stuff once more. "I'm in order. Let's get moving."
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Restlin's officially ready to move out. His remaining questions were answered by the last DM post.
Sesha [AC 31 /21 To/29 Fl] | HP 100/125 | CMD 22] Tuesday January 10th, 2017 11:30:24 AM
Sesha, finished with her preparations, steps confidently onto the teleporter. A second later, she squeaks loudly and dashes from the room. There's a clamor of noise from the cleaning closet, then she dashes back in, sheepishly holding their broom.
"I forgot mine back when we were fleeing with Matron Mhalice."
She takes a deep breath and prepares for travel.
Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 200/190 CMD = 22 Tuesday January 10th, 2017 2:06:54 PM I'm ready when you are Ooc: short post today, moving today and internet not hooked up yet
Zane (JCC) AC 33, CMB 21, CMD 36, HP 240/240, Blindsence 60' Character Tuesday January 10th, 2017 4:38:08 PM
Zane looks around and thinks he's ready.....
Thinking back a few days, Zane had headed over to the local WLA building, he met up with one of the officers and paid up some of his dues. After paying up, he went to the training center of the Lodge. With his reflexes it didn't take long at all for him to pick up the nuances of the new skill. The next day, he visited the Inspector to take him up on the offer of a couple names for people to work at the Castle. The inspector set up a couple interviews, the first was with a Sargent who had been injured and had to retire. While the man was very qualified, he was just too much military. Zane had spent time on board ship, and while he'd never served on a warship, the Sargent made him imagine what it'd be like. He said thanks but no thanks to him and went to see the other prospect. The second meeting was about to start when a half-elf came bursting into the room, It took a few seconds for her to notice that the room wasn't empty as she was more interested in paying attention to what was going on in the hallway. When she noticed Zane, she came to attention, "Sorry Sir, just trying to avoid a situation that has the possibility of ... well, Sorry for intruding, I'll just make my exit and leave you to whatever you are up to." She whistles a couple of notes and vanishes from normal sight. With Zane having blindsense, he followed her movements as the door opened and she quietly disappeared down the hallway. The second meeting went well, but Zane kept thinking about the Half-elf and after the meeting was over he went to find the Inspector. After finding him and describing the Half-elf, the Inspector said, "Ella? You really want to have an interview with Ella? She's not great at following orders, in fact she's been on report so many times the only reason she's still employed is because she get's done what she needs to get done. Maybe it's not such a bad idea, she might actually do very well working for you." It took a couple of days for the Inspector to set up the interview. Zane once again was sitting in the room when Ella walked in. This time she looked completely different. Different hair, different skin color and very different clothing. Zane only recognized her because of the way she moved. After a few basic questions, "Well, see I've been doing undercover missions for the inspector. I just returned from one a few minutes before the scheduled appointment. I can't go into the details of course. So, just what does this JOB you are looking to fill entail?" Zane leans back in the chair, and looks over the girl, no young woman. Then he laughs at his thought.... She gives him a dirty look as he laughs...."Sorry Ella, I just was thinking and in my mind I was referring to you as a girl in mind and I expect that you are quit a bit older than I am, considering that you are part elvish. As to the job, well, I'm looking for someone to basically be in charge of the Castle while we Iron Dragons are away on missions and most likely even when we are in residence as well. Along with that duty they'll also double as our Majordomo. Taking care of guests and running the rest of the staff, as well as probably hiring most of the rest of the staff. Our group, not to be overly judgmental, because I trust them with my life and they trust me with theirs, well, they are a bit scatter brained. With individuals like us, that's only to be expected. So, what do you think?' Ella says she'll need a day or two to decide. A couple days later Ella comes to the castle with the Inspector. They meet up with Zane, "I've been released from duty, with no hard feelings either way, and I'd like to accept the position you described to me the other day." The Inspector verifies that what she said was true and bids her good luck as he leaves.
Coming back to the present, having Eleanor Sims, or "Ella" as she prefers to be called might take some getting used to, but one thing it won't be is boring....
"We may as well get going, delaying things will only give this Lich more time to prepare for us."
Ella Highlight to display spoiler: { Ella is Zane's Cohort from the Leadership training he received through the WLA}
Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 159 hp /132 (27 are temp) Spells Tuesday January 10th, 2017 9:09:57 PM
ooc: I almost forgot, is there time to do any crafting? We haven't had an opportunity in a while. If so Bosk will try to encourage the group to wait until he has finished his crafts before heading out.
As the group makes its final preparations Bosk runs about town completing his tasks. He joins Zane at the WLA to complete his Training V, rising to the highest levels of the organization. Another of his long held dreams fulfilled as his reputation rises. He recalls being told that anyone who rises this far is considered on par with that of minor nobility (2008 WLA description), and now he had not only climbed the ladder, but was a Dragon as well.
He then finishes up his shopping at the Catacombs and brings his gear over to Mara the Weaver to sharpen, clean and polish his steelgrass, and ensure they are all in good condition.
(I am submitting my Catacombs order tonight. Can you confirm is I have time to do any crafting and if so how much?)
Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 159 hp /132 (27 are temp) Spells d20+4=18 ; d12=5 ; d20+5=14 ; Tuesday January 10th, 2017 9:21:30 PM
Bosk suddenly recalls the possibility of a phylactery and reminds the group. Not all of you were around for this, but some time ago we found a phylactery, a magic item that contained the soul of an undead wizard...it actually took control of Beri for a while. The lich likely has something like this preserving its unlife. The previous one Gargul had me destroy with his staff in the Shadow Lands. We might not be able to destroy it that way again.
Bosk also spends some time in the library, WLA and Temple of Gargul trying to learn about Vivian and Liches in general.
Knowledge check to learn about Vivian and liches. Knowledge Arcana = 14 Knowledge Religion = 18
DM Tanner Tuesday January 10th, 2017 11:56:36 PM
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Bosk attempts some last minute research, but does not discover any new insights.
Garret suggests that an ambush may await them.
Zane makes a new friend!
Restlin is ready to roll out.
Sesha is ready to roll out.
Beriothian is ready to roll out.
Tink suggests that Mini-Me stay behind and monitor the castle.
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Bosk and Zane finish some WLA training.
[If anyone wants some crafting time, we can certainly accommodate it in this module. A threat has been revealed to the party, but you have dealt them a stinging rebuke, and you may have some breathing room for crafting.]
The Iron Dragons gather on their teleportation circle, will themselves through time and space, and wubwubwubwubwubwubwubWUUUUUUUUUB.
A shimmering flash of electric blue light, and you find yourselves standing in an open square. A trade market! Your senses are assailed by the sight of a thousand hues of clothing and paint and wares. The staccato of ten thousand feet and the susurrus of a dozen languages whispered, spoken, and shouted. The smell of a score of street stalls selling roasted meats, baked goods, and various pick-me-ups for the thronging shoppers. Despite teleporting into an open space, you are quickly surrounded and bumped by passer-by.
Knowledge (local) DC 30 Highlight to display spoiler: {You are in the Merchant Square of the Merchant Quarter.}
Northeast is an enormous stone building with a sign, "Royal Library." To the east is an arcane tower, "University of Magic." To the west is an imposing gothic structure, "Constabulary Castle."
Did you let anyone know you were coming?
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RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 33/23/25 -- CMD 22 -- HP 176+10/176 -- Spells -- Active Effects d20+18=28 ; Wednesday January 11th, 2017 5:47:18 AM
Tink hovers up to eye level for fear of being inadvertently stepped on.
"So, er, should we announce we have arrived to the local constabulary? We might even score a guide out of it"
-------------------- Knowledge Local check vs DC30: 28 = Fail.
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:165/155 Ki:19/19 CMD: 37 SR: 26] Wednesday January 11th, 2017 10:00:31 AM
Garret calls back to the others from the meat market stall, "Hey, this meat over here is pretty good. Anyone want a bite?"
Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 200/190 CMD = 22 Wednesday January 11th, 2017 10:43:36 AM Would the local constabulary be expecting us, or have heard of us? Well, the first thing I would suggest is... *looks around* ...actually, I have no idea where we are. Does anyone have suggestions that recognizes this place? *Beri notices some of the stands close by* Oh, that reminds me, let me know if you want me to scribe a few scrolls later, never hurts to have a few of my situational spells or a few extra healing spells tucked away for an emergency
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +16/+7/+13 CMD: +17 HP: 146/146 +10 Temp HP(Spells) Luck Points: 8/20 d20+25=42 ; d20+28=42 Wednesday January 11th, 2017 11:37:01 AM
Restlin looks around. "Merchant Square, Merchant Corner. They're about as original naming neighborhoods here as they are in Hook City."
He looks around, trying to get his bearings. No way a merchant area is without a guard presence. He uses what he knows about this place to see if he can spot a high-ranking one to ask directions from. He'll point whomever he finds out to Tink; she knows how to speak to those regimented types better than he does.
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Knowledge, Local is 42 Perception to find a guard is also 42
Spells:
Mage armor, extended Overland Flight (but he's walking, he just has it cast in case)
Edit: added perception check to find a guard.
Zane (JCC) AC 33, CMB 21, CMD 36, HP 240/240, Blindsence 60' Character Wednesday January 11th, 2017 12:48:56 PM "Restlin, I've been in small towns that do the same thing... The Warfs, Warehouse District and lets not forget the ever famous City Hall. Since we are the good guys, I suppose we should announce ourselves to the constabulary. But if they are on the ball I expect some guards shortly. We didn't arrive at the Transporter, so if they have anyone watching magical disturbances they already know someone showed up." Zane heads towards the Constabulary building, all the while expecting guards to come rushing towards them....
Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 159 hp /132 (27 are temp) Spells Wednesday January 11th, 2017 9:39:27 PM I did not know any cities other than Hook City prevented people from teleporting in and watched for disturbances just in case. Bosk thinks for a minute. I think our first stop should be the Temple of Gargul, assuming no one comes. With any luck I can get some information there. As far as announcing our arrival, there are some I would rather not know we have arrived. Speaking of which, can anyone prevent us from being scried?
ooc: Bosk plans to go to the temple of Gargul to try to gather information, assuming everyone else will follow. He also plans to ask to borrow or purchase some minor artifacts to use in the groups quest for the sole reason that it may deter the lich from using mage's dysjunction. If an artifact is destroyed, you must make a DC 25 Will save or permanently lose all spellcasting abilities....Destroying artifacts is a dangerous business, and it is 95% likely to attract the attention of some powerful being who has an interest in or connection with the device.
DM Tanner Wednesday January 11th, 2017 11:53:11 PM
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Bosk suggests going to the temple of Gargul straight away.
Garret eats. Again. His stomach may be a portable hole in disguise.
Zane suggests the Constabulary Castle.
Restlin looks around for an authority figure to ask directions.
Sesha stands agape at the massive crowd.
Beriothian looks around and suggests some magical shopping.
Tink suggests the Constabulary Castle.
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Restlin manages to catch sight of a knot of city guardsmen. They stand unmolested by the crowd, which flows around them like water around a boulder. The three of them carry halberds with the butt resting on the cobbled ground, and hob-nailed cudgels on their belts. One of them has a purple ascot around his neck that the others lack. Restlin flags him down, introduces themselves as the Iron Dragons and shows their Dragon Consortium pins, earning very rapid cooperation.
"Wel-welcome to Plateau City!" The man salutes nervously. "I am Sergeant Lazarecki. We, we did not know you would be here today. What in the world are you... never mind. Probably above my pay grade."
You inquire as to your current location.
"Oh, you must have hopped in. All hoppers -- that's anyone coming in by teleportation whether native or extraplanar -- get routed to the Merchant's Quarter. It's where most of them want to visit anyway, and it keeps anyone from hopping into a sensitive area. Let me give you the lay of the land."
He points with an open palm in various directions.
"This quarter is the City’s second market place.
The Royal Library is in this quarter. There are underground connections between the Royal Library to the Black Genie Center, The University of Magic, Star Tower, as well as to various temples within the city. To use the Library, simply enter and speak to a librarian. Researchers as well as Scribes and Guides are available for a price.
The Royal Courthouse is here as well. Civil dispensing of justice occurs daily and is mostly open to the public for viewing and entertainment.
The High Lord Mayor’s Castle is in the northern portion of the quarter. This is where the bureaucracy of the Kingdom of New Elenna is centered as well as the High Lord Mayor’s apartment. The High Council meets and has its chambers here as well.
The University of Magic is southeast of Merchant Square and is a place where youngsters who seeks to be mages and Sorcerers come to be trained and taught."
You explain your destination.
"I... not to be rude, but I think you should report to, er, visit the High Lord Mayor's Castle. He would be able to properly welcome you. I will send a guardsman ahead to announce your coming."
Sergeant Lazarecki snaps his fingers, and both of his troopers spin on their heels and double-time it northward.
"Anything else, sirs and madams?"
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Sesha [AC 31 /21 To/29 Fl] | HP 100/125 | CMD 22] Thursday January 12th, 2017 1:02:46 AM
Sesha takes a look around, but stays quiet. She had campaigned here once before on adventure, but that felt forever ago.
"I'll keep in touch, but find me a quiet place while you lot research and ask questions. I've got some potions I can make while your out and about."
RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 33/23/25 -- CMD 22 -- HP 176+10/176 -- Spells -- Active Effects d20+26=28 ; d20+15=34 ; Thursday January 12th, 2017 2:48:50 AM "Pleased to meet you, Sergeant. No need for formalities. Please be at ease."
Tink is a little surprised to hear that the civil dispensing of justice is open for "entertainment". Still, she's sure it's nothing untoward.
"Probably best we don't mention the lich issue to everyone" she relays over the link "We don't want to cause a panic"
"Anything else? Well, would you be so kind as to walk with us to the High Lord Mayor's Castle, good Sergeant? I'm sure there is much you could tell us about this fine city of yours, and truth be told we would probably get lost without a qualified guide. I know such a task must be far beneath a man of your qualifications, but we would be grateful for the company"
-------------------- Diplomacy: 28 Knwoledge Nobility: 34 - to recall anything about the High Lord Mayor
Zane (JCC) AC 33, CMB 21, CMD 36, HP 240/240, Blindsence 60' Character Thursday January 12th, 2017 7:08:01 AM
Zane pulls the hood up on his robe, he realizes that he won't fade into obscurity but he's not ready to step fully out into the "open" per say. Given a few more months he might become more open and personable to more than just those he already knows....
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:165/155 Ki:19/19 CMD: 37 SR: 26] Thursday January 12th, 2017 8:39:01 AM
Garret weaves his way through the crowd taking in the sights as the group makes their way to the guard. As Tink speaks to them, he listens in, then moves again through the crowd, checking things out, saying "Hello" to people and noting stall with good meat in them. He also looks for shops with things he hasn't seen before in them, whether they are trinkets, cloth, or even herbs he doesn't know.
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +16/+7/+13 CMD: +17 HP: 146/146 +10 Temp HP(Spells) Luck Points: 8/20 Thursday January 12th, 2017 9:53:25 AM
Restlin steps back and lets Tink do the talking. He scratches his head as Sesha takes off. "Where does she plan on making potions?" he asks himself, but he knows she's capable & doesn't extend too much thought.
"I'm eager to get to the temple of Gargul. Let's get this visit to the High Lord Mayor done with so we can get down to business."
Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 200/190 CMD = 22 d20+11=12 ; Thursday January 12th, 2017 9:20:12 PM
A sense of paranoia pricks in Beri's ears, a remnant of his long gone days as a rogue... but there is something about that phrasing that makes him nervous. He tries to get a read on the guard, but it's near impossible for him, he's out of practice at this sort of thing.
*via ring* He's in an awful hurry, and sending guards ahead of us... perhaps I'm just jumpy from our last ambush and he really is just wanting to give us a proper welcome, but there is something leaving me very unsettled about all this.
sense motive =12
Sesha [AC 31 /21 To/29 Fl] | HP 100/125 | CMD 22] Thursday January 12th, 2017 10:05:35 PM
Sesha pokes about looking for an inn or place to stay. Really, with Pot-pot, it was an easy day. All she needed was a bit of privacy.
Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 159 hp /132 (27 are temp) Spells d20+29=42 ; d20+5=23 ; Thursday January 12th, 2017 10:57:34 PM
Perhaps he is picking up on Beri's paranoia, but perhaps that paranoia is why the group is still alive. Bosk feels a little off by the guidance to "report to, er, visit the High Lord Mayor's Castle" Thank you for your help. Please tell me what we can expect when we visit the High Lord Mayor's Castle. As he waits for a reply Bosk uses his Question Spirit ability.
Sense motive on the guard = 23 Intimidate check for Question Spirit = 42
Question Spirit (SU): The grim can speak with any spirit, ghost, or incorporeal creature as if under the affect of a Tongues spell. The being cannot lie to the grim, although it is not forced to answer. This power can also be used with mortals, although with no Tongues affect, and the mortal must tell the truth (if it chooses to answer) only after failing a Bluff check opposed by the grim's Intimidate check.
DM Tanner Thursday January 12th, 2017 11:59:34 PM
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Bosk scrutinizes the man with his Question Spirit ability, but finds that the man holds no guile.
Garret is bombarded by a cacophony of noise and a maelstrom of sights. He sees that anything can be found, short of evil, illegal, or unsavory items. Even then, there is likely a backroom somewhere...
Zane covers his face, which is likely a wise move given his unusual appearance.
Restlin is puzzled by the sudden announcement by Sesha, but resolves to keep moving forward.
Sesha suggests making some potions while the party investigates. She finds the nearest inn to be a sprawling establishment, fully three stories in height and filled with the hustle and bustle of guests, cooks, and servants. It appears to cater to the merchant crowd, and it noticeably lacking any rowdiness. All she hears is the hovering murmur of a dozen conversations in private booths. The Ffloy's Favor looks like the best she would likely find.
Beriothian senses nothing untoward in the sergeant's manner. After all, surprising a town guardsman is a trifle, but surprising the High Lord Mayor could result in very unpleasant consequences for said town guardsman.
Tink comforts the sergeant and encourages him to relax.
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Tink recalls that the leader of Plateau City is High Lord Mayor Sturtevant. He is a wise, rational, kind ruler who has led the city for several decades. Some whisper that he must have elven blood in his veins, because he has not aged a day since he took office. He is a great supporter of heroic adventurers -- often commissioning and rewarding them for their deeds -- and is one of the staunchest allies of the Dragon Consortium.
"If you don't mind, sirs and madams, we can proceed to the High Lord Mayor's office now. Right now." He gives a slight hop and a bow. "Begging your pardon, but if word gets out that members of the Dragon Consortium visited Plateau City without a reception, heads would be rolling. You are the equivalents of foreign ambassadors." He looks with some distress as Sesha peels off for the nearest inn. "Uhhh... is there any way to bring her back? Sturtavent is a kind and patient man, but he is also a stickler for protocol. Dignitaries are to be escorted for reception immediately upon arrival."
By this point, he is openly wringing his hands.
After a few moments, you hear a commotion as the crowd parts to allow a dozen guardsmen into view. They all carry halberds, and quickly form two parallel lines on either side of the party. "Oh, thank the gods!" Sergeant Lazarecki puts a hand to his chest. "Your honor guard is here. Please, allow us to escort you to the castle." The guardsmen stand ready to force the rabble from out of your path. =========
Sesha [AC 31 /21 To/29 Fl] | HP 100/125 | CMD 22] Friday January 13th, 2017 1:13:34 AM
Sesha's ears perk, and with a sigh she relents.
"I forget sometimes, that people who don't know me might have some interest in me. Of course I'll come along."
She considers her appearance for a moment and laments to the others via the ring.
"If I had any idea we'd be forced to meet with someone other than the clerics of Gargul, I'd have dressed a bit better for this. Gouged eye, gaping face wounds, missing digits and split tongues do not make diplomatic encounters easier.
She sighs again and gets ready to head out.
"Though I'd prefer to be our cool beauty, I suppose creepy spellcaster is as viable a role for me as any. Maybe I can pass my eye around on a stick between Tink and Bosk while munching on some crickets in front of the Lord Mayor to perpetuate any other notions about witches he might have."
Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 159 hp /132 (27 are temp) Spells Friday January 13th, 2017 1:26:03 AM
Bosk laughs via the ring. You have one good eye and I have three. I think that leaves us fairly balanced. Besides, the eye is a holy symbol of Gargul. Many might see the eye on a stick as a sign of the most devout dedication. Giving of an eye, bones, and life force are all common sacrifices to Garugl. I personally sacrifice about 10% of my life force to him (1hp per lvl), and my third eye used to belong to a young girl named Heather Brodry. She plucked it from her own head to use as her holy symbol, and I received it after helping her spirit move on.
RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 33/23/25 -- CMD 22 -- HP 176+10/176 -- Spells -- Active Effects Friday January 13th, 2017 8:40:55 AM
Tink does her best to keep a pleasant smile, despite the telepathic talk of eyes removed from heads.
"I hope these guards are only here for ceremony. I'd hate for anyone to get hurt on our account" she says kindly to the sergeant.
Tink is happy to wave, shake hands, and otherwise greet people - regardless of their stature.
"Do you have anything to say to the masses, Restlin?" she grins to the wizard, knowing how he loves an audience.
Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 200/190 CMD = 22 Friday January 13th, 2017 9:03:05 AM
*into ring* Well, I suppose they know who we are, so this disguise won't help much. Bosk, remember that time Maikill accidentally revealed an ambush in a throne room by trying to stroke what turned out to be an illusion of a tapestry? You know, I shouldn't be surprised I have lingering trust issues.
Well, if we are going to be receiving an official welcome it wouldn't do to arrive looking like this.
Beri ends his Thousand Faces transformation, returning to his normal human form.
Ahh, always feels good to be back at this height. While it's always enlightening to see the Wold from another perspective, something about having this line of vision just feels like home.
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:165/155 Ki:19/19 CMD: 37 SR: 26] Friday January 13th, 2017 9:29:51 AM
Garret elbows Beri, "Hey, there's nothing wrong with the view from down here, let me tell you!"
He smiles and nods at the guards and pauses to greet each of the honor guard as the group starts through. "Hi, I'm Garret. Hey, how are you today? I'm Garret, nice to see you here..."
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +16/+7/+13 CMD: +17 HP: 146/146 +10 Temp HP(Spells) Luck Points: 8/20 Friday January 13th, 2017 11:21:28 AM
Restlin looks around after Tink asks if he wants to speak to the masses. "No," is his simple response. It would be unbecoming to do so before all this official business was done. There will be time to build some hype after Vivian was destroyed.
The magepriest places his arm around Sesha as they walk. "You worry too much, dear. Trust me when I say that presenting yourself without your various mutilations would do nothing to quash your creepy spellcaster vibe. Besides, I look good enough for both of us..."
As casually as possible, Restlin will cast prestidigitation and remove any odor that Garret may have worked up, as well as any food stains.
Zane (JCC) AC 33, CMB 21, CMD 36, HP 240/240, Blindsence 60' Character Friday January 13th, 2017 1:57:43 PM
Zane, listening to the others, decides to say something to the "Honor Guard". He walks up next to whomever it seems is in charge of the guard."I'd recommend that you not bullrush them aside, it might irritate some of us Iron Dragons, Let me try something, and if I fail, one of mt friends will most likely succeed where I don't. See we don't believe in hurting people that haven't earned it, and being poor, does not qualify." Zane says over the ring, "Restlin, I may need you help if I fail at this, but here goes."
Zane walks to the front where the crowd is and at a very loud volume, "People, Please make room, I'd hate to have someone get hurt because of our being escorted by. Now please step aside." Zane also raises his hands and makes a spreading motion as if splitting the crowd and moving them apart making room for the Escort and the group.
DM Tanner Friday January 13th, 2017 11:46:36 PM
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Bosk laughs at Sesha's discomfort, and encourages her to relax.
Garret enthusiastically greets the guardsmen assigned to their processional.
Zane takes charge, and petitions the crowd to step aside and make room.
Restlin encourages Sesha to not worry, and offers to escort her. He also spares a moment to spruce up Garret.
Sesha relents and rejoins the group, reluctantly accepting her celebrity status.
Beriothian relaxes and adopts his natural form.
Tink hopes that no one gets hurt during the procession.
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A handful of people stop and stare at Zane -- partly for his looks, and partly from his announcement. One portly fellow with an oiled beard raises an eyebrow. "Who are you, Queen Titania?" His nearby buddy smirks. No one seems to be moving.
Sergeant Lazarecki steps up beside Zane and takes a deep breath. He lets it out in a bellow that few besides soldiers can muster. "BY THE ORDER OF THE HIGH LORD MAYOR, MAKE WAY FOR THE IRON DRAGONS OF THE DRAGON CONSORTIUM!"
The blood drains from the portly man's face, as he and everyone in front of you scurry like sheep in a lightning storm. You can literally see the news spreading. The roar of the market becomes subdued in concentric circles as the jabber of news passes from mouth to ear.
"Burn me! Did you say the Iron Dragons!?"
The masses burst into cheering and gawking and shouting and pleas as the the crowd becomes a mob in a heartbeat. The guardsmen raise their halberds quickly, holding them sideways and forming a protective ring around the party with their shafts. You hear a cacophony of voices, with some praising you, some asking for boons or trinkets, some pleading for money, and some promising you exciting business opportunities for brave entrepreneurs. The sergeant puts a light hand on Zane's shoulder. "Please, sir. We can handle the crowd. As long as no one makes trouble, neither will we."
You are guided down several streets in the Merchant Quarter. The news has continued to spread, and citizenry and travelers of every stature and stripe throng the streets to catch a glimpse. The guardsmen do an admirable job of keeping everyone in line, and the threat of being cracked in the head keeps the masses from doing anything untoward.
It does not take long to reach the High Lord Mayor's home, an ornate two-story building with a brilliant white marble edifice and gold furnishings. It is the size of a large manor house. A broad avenue of steps leads up to the entrance. At the base of the steps is a veritable circus gathered to meet you. At least two dozen well-dressed nobles, administrators, and courtiers are gathered in two lines (obviously positioned according to their wealth and status) behind a coterie of officials dressed in golden livery. Literally golden livery, finely spun into cassocks with a white tabard and golden sunburst heraldry. Not one but two groups of musicians are playing fanfare for your arrival, standing on the flanks of the welcoming party and playing counter-notes. Of course, surrounding the welcome party is a large detachment of guardsmen in parade dress, with white tabard, red trim, and the sunburst sigil. There are perhaps sixty of them in gleaming plate armor. Several nubile girls dance across your path, strewing rose petals on the cobble stones.
The honor guard stops a dozen paces in front of the welcome party, and the masses behind you take the initiative to surround the plaza. The guardsmen form a protective barrier, and more than one small street urchin is quickly chased down after ducking under the menacing halberds.
The musicians reach a crescendo and stop. The crowd is hushed. A man steps forward, his robes the most gilt of all. He is an aged man, stooped with wisdom. His voice is gravelly, deep, and deliberate. "Welcome, Iron Dragons. Welcome to Plateau City! In the name of the High Lord Mayor, Sturtavent, I welcome you. My name is Chancellor Modjeska." He bows from the waist, prompting the gathered nobles and officials to bow as well in greeting. "You have honored us with your presence. The High Lord Mayor desires you to present yourselves at his court, that he may greet you himself. Chambers have been prepared, and servants will see to your every need. Do you have any requests, my lords?"
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Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 159 hp /132 (27 are temp) Spells Saturday January 14th, 2017 4:28:28 PM
Over the ring The Horned Cleric asks How much do we want to make publicly known?
Bosk smiles. I have heard many great tales of your fine city. We will need to make some preparation ... However, I would appreciate a tour of the Red Worm Inn and The Maw if you could arrange it. I hear they are some of the true gems of this fine city and would never forgive myself if I missed the opportunity to see them with my own eyes. Also, my late father being a famed vintner, I would appreciate it if I could sample any spirits and dishes unique to this region and purchase some for my collection...if the master craftsman would be willing to sign the bottle, or a chef share his recipe I would be most honored.
ooc: I hope our DM doesn't mind my request. Although not quest related, I have wanted to visit the RWI and The Maw since joining nearly a decade ago. I have heard many mentions of these locations on various boards. Also, Bosk makes a point of getting unique spirits and recipes (if possibe) from every region he visits. This collection is for RP only, but I will gladly pay for them.
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +16/+7/+13 CMD: +17 HP: 146/146 +10 Temp HP(Spells) Luck Points: 8/20 Saturday January 14th, 2017 8:03:10 PM
Restlin can't help it. Dude just laughs when that bloke talks back to Zane. "Oh brother," he says out loud. "You folks need to learn how to handle celebrity," he says to his friends.
He walks over to the guy, puts one hand on his shoulder & shakes his hand with the other one. "Restlin the Magepriest, pleased to meet you. Thanks for the best laugh I've had in a while." He smiles & moves on, continuing to smile and wave at the on-lookers. He'd be darned if the Iron Dragons were going to be known as a bunch of stuffy stuffertons.
"I think the Lord Mayor should know what we're doing here. No need to publicly announce that we're looking for a powerful lich looking to take down the Dragon Consortium, but we should probably fill this Strutavent guy."
He scratches his head a bit when asked if he had any requests. He's curious to see that Star Mage's guild, but not enough to put up with the Star Mages. Those guys were the worst. "I'd like to see the local temple of Wardd, but honestly we've got business to attend to first." The word drips off his tongue.
RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 33/23/25 -- CMD 22 -- HP 176+10/176 -- Spells -- Active Effects Monday January 16th, 2017 5:18:48 AM
Tink smiles and waves to the crowd as she passes peacefully through. She looks for familiar faces in the crowd, but seeing none, follows the sergeant.
She bows in kind to the Chancellor "It is a pleasure to meet you Chancellor. The friendliness and hospitality of your people knows no limits" Tink gives a wave to the crowd before turning back to the Chancellor.
"There are many things we would like to see and experience while in your wonderful city. However, we do not wish to appear ungrateful to the High Lord Mayor. At what time would he like us to present ourselves? We are but guests in your magnificent city"
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:165/155 Ki:19/19 CMD: 37 SR: 26] Monday January 16th, 2017 9:35:33 AM
As the group heads through the crowds, Garret runs along the edge, trying to high-five anyone he can reach down low. He smiles and waves to any children he can spot as well. He doesn’t really notice when Restlin cleans him up.
When they arrive at the house, he looks around, slightly slack-jawed, at the massive ceremony and people. He looks from one band to the other, smiling. When the dragons are asked if they need anything, he opens his belt pouch and looks down. Seeing it is empty, he quickly calls out, “Hey, do you have any good tasting meat around here? Maybe on a stick?” When Tink speaks so formally, he backs up and whispers, “Was I allowed to ask for meat?”
Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 200/190 CMD = 22 Monday January 16th, 2017 10:43:10 AM
*over the ring* Well, since anyone looking for us here will know immediately where we are, I would suggest we get our work done before anything else, we don't want to give them a chance to hide what we are looking for.
Your hospitality is most gracious, and your city very beautiful.
Beri gives a deep bow thanking those around him.
We look very much forward to taking in the sights later
Beri is unable to think of any requests, perhaps still a little on edge from earlier.
Sesha [AC 31 /21 To/29 Fl] | HP 100/125 | CMD 22] Monday January 16th, 2017 10:45:59 AM
Sesha notes the very skilled performance, which was synchronized with itself, matched to their march, with a crescendo cutoff cued by an unseen conductor. She claps her hands lightly when it ends. She knew a thing or two about performances.
When Tink asks about times of meetings, Sesha is slightly encouraged. She has no desire to be anywhere in a hurry. And there's something she needs everyone help with.
"Unless we are just immediately whisked away after this, I'll need everyone in my room after this. There's something I'll need us to do that I've been putting off."
Zane (JCC) AC 33, CMB 21, CMD 36, HP 240/240, Blindsence 60' Character Monday January 16th, 2017 12:36:37 PM
Zane was trying not to over awe people with the groups new found reputation, and now that it's happened, he decides that there is something he needs.... "You all know I'm not a very public person, I'm getting better but growing up in a monastery and then spending time at sea, I'm just not comfortable in crowds, at least when I have time to think about it. I think I'll be buying a new hat, something that might make me not so noticeable. Having bronze colored horns and hooves as well as a mane, sort of make me stick out like a sore thumb." He waits to see what happens next now that the group is in front of the Mayor's house.
DM Tanner Monday January 16th, 2017 10:00:05 PM
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Bosk requests to visit the Red Wyrm Inn and its infamous Maw, as well as sampling the vintages available in the city.
Garret asks for some meat. Possibly on a stick.
Zane stays quiet, but makes a mental reminder to procure some camouflage of the sartorial sort.
Restlin requests to see the temple of Wardd, after finishing their pressing business, first.
Sesha requests telepathically that the party join her for a moment when their chambers have been appointed.
Beriothian suggests telepathically to attend to their business quickly to avoid giving their enemies a chance to prepare.
Tink is very diplomatic, and inquires as to when the High Lord Mayor would like to see them.
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Chancellor Modjeska bows deeply. "Of course, noble lords. We would be happy to fulfill any reasonably request. We can provide an escort to any part of the city you wish, and fare of your choosing will be procured for this evening's feast. A feast, I might note, the High Lord Mayor has declared to be held in your honor. The High Lord Mayor would like to meet you prior to appetizers in his private chambers. Until then,"
He places a hand behind his back and snaps his fingers. A man rises from his kneeling position and quickly moves to stand to the right and slightly behind the Chancellor. He is tall, broad-shouldered, with dark hair and a goatee. He stands rigidly at attention. His tabard bears a badge of woven knot-work the other servants lack.
"Our Head Butler, Cailean, will see you to your chambers and attend to your needs."
The Chancellor walks slowly around and behind the group to address the masses. He raises his arms and smiles.
"THE CITY IS GRACED BY THE IRON DRAGONS! MAY FORTUNE FOLLOW THEM, AND BLESS THOSE IN THEIR WAKE!"
The crowd erupts into cheering and shouting. Women wave their scarves and men throw their hats in the air.
Modjeska turns and motions with his arm. "If you would, kind lords, please pose for a moment. A portrait commemorating your first visit will be accomplished shortly."
The Chancellor flicks his finger toward the servants, and a thin, reedy man in a smock rushes out holding an easel. He plants it on the ground in front of the party. You pose yourselves to your liking, and he casts a spell, animating a brush to complete a lovely oil painting in a manner of seconds! He turns and shows it to you for your approval. Modjeska nods, and the man quickly gathers it under an arm and retreats to the knot of servants. The Chancellor gives you another bow, slightly smaller, and goes to join the knot of nobles and officials.
Cailean approaches, and places an open hand over his heart in greeting. "Ah will guide ye tae yer chambers, mah lords. If thaur is anythin' ye require priur tae yer audience wi' th' high laird mayur, a footman stationed ootwith yer duir will convey tae me aw ay yer needs." You think he is speaking Common. "Please follaw."
Cailean guides you to the entrance. The front doors are two stories tall, made of solid oak jacketed with gilded steel and bronze studs. Despite its massive bulk, they swing open with just a touch on their masterfully balanced counterweights. You enter a massive antechamber, a domed room of white marble, gold trim, and crimson furnishings. Servants scurry here and there attending to their duties. Cailean leads you through a series of chambers, each successively smaller but no less ornate. He stops in front of a door flanked by a pair of footmen, who bow their heads on your approach. "If ye require anythin', lit them men ken an' we will see tae it as quickly as possible." Cailean bows, and retreats, leaving you to your chambers.
The chambers are, put simply simple, lavish. Overstuffed velvet pillows, hardwood furniture, silk drapes, marble floors, and gold vessels -- the works. There are four rooms, with two beds a piece, connected to a central receiving room. The beds just so happen to be sized for the party's needs, and one of the chairs is even minotaur-sized.
It is mid-morning, and you have until this evening to prepare to see the High Lord Mayor.
Sesha [AC 31 /21 To/29 Fl] | HP 100/125 | CMD 22] Monday January 16th, 2017 11:46:46 PM
Sesha gathers the others together, and produces a glass dagger.
"We've done this before, but now it's a little different. I've learned how to bind you all to a coven permanently. If you accept, there's some benefits. Telepathy within ten miles, along with the ability to locate each other anywhere within one mile. Slightly more intrusive is emotional empathy granted within one hundred miles. It might be awkward at first, for some more than others, but it's something that we should consider. We'll also have a sort of coven-sense, an ability to work together more instinctively. This is permanent though, so think about before you agree. Sorry Garret, once more this is the Magic Users Only club."
Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 200/190 CMD = 22 Tuesday January 17th, 2017 9:03:18 AM
Beri holds up his staff and poses for the oil painting, he is surprised at how fast the brush works and how flawless the painting comes out. This whole introduction has been so grandiose that he finds himself having a hard time comprehending all that's happening. Sure the Iron Dragons were well known in Hook City, they had saved everyone there countless times, but this is the first time he's realized just how far their name has spread. Had news of them spread when they became Dragons, or have tales of their actions been spreading slowly across the Wold all this time?
*** Alone in the private chambers Beri gathers with the others to hear what Sesha has to say. The knife looks more than a little intimidating, but he trusts it in her hands.
That sounds like it would be a great help to us, and as long as we are brothers and sisters in the Iron Dragons together I see no reason not to be part of the same coven as well. Can you tell me more about this coven-sense?
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +16/+7/+13 CMD: +17 HP: 146/146 +10 Temp HP(Spells) Luck Points: 8/20 Tuesday January 17th, 2017 9:33:18 AM
Restlin smiles and waves at the crowd. "We should really let someone know we're coming next time," he thinks aloud.
It is nice to have people cheering for him, though. Err...them, cheering for them.
***
Later with Sesha, he looks nervously at that knife. "What are you planning on doing with that knife, dear? This face," he gestures with his hands in a circle around his face, "is much too handsome to cut."
Otherwise, he's down to join. He curiously looks at Bosk, waiting to see how he proceeds.
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:165/155 Ki:19/19 CMD: 37 SR: 26] Tuesday January 17th, 2017 9:42:20 AM
Garret mostly just watches the ceremony, not sure what they are supposed to do. When they arrive at the room and Sesha talks seriously about the coven, when she turns to speak to Garret, she finds him bouncing on one of the beds. "What?"
Zane (JCC) AC 33, CMB 21, CMD 36, HP 240/240, Blindsence 60' Character Tuesday January 17th, 2017 10:55:00 AM "So, what you're saying is, not only are we going to be bound by Friendship, Honor and our Oaths, we will be bound by magic powers that once activated will be out of our control. Are there any downfalls to our binding ourselves together? I want to know the benefits as well as the negatives. I'm inclined to agree to this ceremony, because we are family, it's just that I want to know." This is all said once the group is in private.....
Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 159 hp /132 (27 are temp) Spells Tuesday January 17th, 2017 11:16:46 AM
Bosk looks dubious at Sesha's suggestion. I know there are witches devoted to Gargul, but this just does not sit well with me. He thinks for a moment. I will make you a deal. I will go to the Catacombs and purchase a PHYLACTERY OF FAITHFULNESS. We will let Gargul decide. If he does no have a problem with it, I will cut the lecture short. Perhaps only a half hour,he smiles jokingly, and I will join your coven. If it shows that it upsets the god of life then you need to promise to think long and hard about your path in life.
ooc: Hopefully the DM will be kind enough to give us a quick answer even though I cannot make the purchase until tonight.
DM Tanner: As long as you remain faithful to your covenants, Gargul has no problem with joining a coven. In fact, this will let you communicate your displeasure to Sesha instantly across half a country when she does something deviant. ;)
RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 33/23/25 -- CMD 22 -- HP 176+10/176 -- Spells -- Active Effects Tuesday January 17th, 2017 8:26:25 PM
Tink holds her hand out without hesitation, and simply says "I trust you Sesha"
She does look about the room first for the easiest place to clean. If there is a place with some bare stone, Tink will suggest the party move to that area. It probably wouldn't be a good idea if the first thing they did upon entering the city was get blood all over a fancy room and rug.
DM Tanner Tuesday January 17th, 2017 11:28:15 PM
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Bosk is slightly hesitant, but a warm feeling inside lets him know that Gargul would not object to him joining coven.
Garret is a rambunctious ball of energy.
Zane is interested, and would like to know more about the coven.
Restlin is interested, and would like to know more about the coven.
Sesha suggests the party start a coven!
Beriothian is interested, and would like to know more about the coven.
Tink is raring to join the coven without hesitation.
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The party enjoys the comforts of their private chambers. Sesha suggests that everyone join a coven together. Some of the party are ready to join, but others need some encouragement and clarification...
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Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 159 hp /132 (27 are temp) Spells Wednesday January 18th, 2017 12:40:34 AM
Bosk picks up Shesh'a glass dagger and feels a warmth spread over him...Gargul's Eye is upon us today. I can feel the warmth his penetrating gaze. This might be a one time leniency, but he does not object so neither shall I...besides, ow I will be able to communicate my displeasure to Sesha instantly across half a country when she does something that might offend Gargul. The cleric grins as he says this last part to show that he is at least part kidding, and everyone is sure that if Gargul indicates his acceptance of something Bosk will not challenge him.
Sesha [AC 31 /21 To/29 Fl] | HP 100/125 | CMD 22] Wednesday January 18th, 2017 12:40:47 AM
Sesha is pleased.
"There's no drawback, unless I do something stupid and expel you."
She looks at Restlin and blushes a little.
"Un..unless of course, you consider unchecked access to each others emotions a drawback."
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:165/155 Ki:19/19 CMD: 37 SR: 26] Wednesday January 18th, 2017 8:46:18 AM
Garret ignores the witch and wizardly goings on and runs over to a window and looks out to see what the view looks like. Then he runs to another window to check to see if the view is different there. "Hey, I think I see a cart down there. Do you think it is a vendor with a kind of meat that I haven't had before?"
Before anyone can answer, he runs over to the door and finds the butler there. He's not really sure what the proper protocol is for honored guests and butlers, so he introduces himself. "Why hello there. I'm Garret. What's your name? Are we allowed to go outside? Was that cart outside a meat vendor?"
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +16/+7/+13 CMD: +17 HP: 146/146 +10 Temp HP(Spells) Luck Points: 8/20 Wednesday January 18th, 2017 9:54:03 AM
Restlin chuckles a bit. "Nah, should be good for a laugh. So, I'm game. What do we do?"
Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 200/190 CMD = 22 Wednesday January 18th, 2017 10:35:51 AM I'm in as well, let's get started. Oh, and we may want to make sure we aren't standing over any fancy rugs or pillows if that knife is involved, I would hate to have to explain any mess to our gracious host.
Zane (JCC) AC 33, CMB 21, CMD 36, HP 240/240, Blindsence 60' Character Wednesday January 18th, 2017 1:33:27 PM
Zane thinks about it for a moment longer and then he holds out his hand, palm forward. He nods that he's ready....
Sesha [AC 31 /21 To/29 Fl] | HP 100/125 | CMD 22] Wednesday January 18th, 2017 8:44:46 PM
"You really don't do anything, just let me stab you."
With that, rather unceremoniously, she makes her way through the party, cutting each of them just deep enough to collect the blood needed in a small wooden bowl.
"Here we go."
She cuts her own palm, and squeezes the blood into the bowl. Her slender, dark skinned hands reach into the bowl, and with a slight sizzle and pop, the blood is absorbed into her skin.
Apprehension and curiosity, feelings heavy and impatient, slowly settle across their link.
Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 159 hp /132 (27 are temp) Spells Wednesday January 18th, 2017 11:16:38 PM
Bosk waits, unsure what will happen...
DM Tanner Wednesday January 18th, 2017 11:35:55 PM
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Bosk is ready to joint the coven.
Garret inquires as to the availability of various meats.
Zane is ready to joint the coven.
Restlin is ready to joint the coven.
Sesha considers the questions posed to her.
Beriothian is ready to joint the coven.
Tink stands and waits for an answer.
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The footman outside the door is rather startled to be addressed personally by a member of the Dragon Consortium. "My, my name is Breck, noble lord." He bows hastily. "You may go wherever you desire, but we have strict orders to accompany you and see to your needs. The manor staff have been... acting as quickly as possible to prepare for a reception befitting your presence." He licks his lips nervously. "If you desire, noble lord, I can have a charcuterie platter brought up immediately. The smokemaster just finished a great lizard that was brought from the Thunder Valley. I believe it is called a die-now-sour?"
ooc: Sesha, do your thing!
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DM Tanner Thursday January 19th, 2017 1:16:50 AM
Ooc: Apparently I was mistaken. The ceremony is complete. Huzzah for the new coven!
RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 33/23/25 -- CMD 22 -- HP 176+10/176 -- Spells -- Active Effects Thursday January 19th, 2017 4:46:19 AM
With the blood ceremony done, Tink smiles and looks about the room. She finds a place to privately write a note on a piece of parchment. She folds it up quickly and then goes to speak to the footman.
"Can you please see that this note is delivered to Thessan Hushfoot? He works as a law clerk here" She holds the parchment out until the footman takes it.
The note.... Highlight to display spoiler: { Dear Father, I hope this letter finds you well. It has been a while since our last correspondence. As luck would have it I am in Plateau City at the moment. If you aren't too busy, I would like to see you. Perhaps over a game of chess? Mother would be cross with me if I didn't check in from time to time. All my love, Katinka P.S. Rook to Queen 4. Check}
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:165/155 Ki:19/19 CMD: 37 SR: 26] Thursday January 19th, 2017 9:37:29 AM
"Oh, a smoked lizard? That does sound quite nice. I can go down and get it." Then he looks back at the others playing with a knife and continues, "Oh, but I probably shouldn't leave the group just yet. Things happen when we get too separated from one another. I would like to try the smoked lizard if it is not too much trouble."
Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 200/190 CMD = 22 Thursday January 19th, 2017 10:34:52 AM
As the ceremony finishes up a flood of strange emotions flood Beri's soul. It takes him a while to sort out the sudden excitement and fear that has come over him. There is something about these emotions that aren't right however... slowly it comes to him, these aren't his emotions! This must be the emotional empathy Sesha mentioned. Once he understands what is going on, he is quickly able to process these new feelings and regains his composure.
Wow... I'm not quite sure what I was expecting with that emotional empathy stuff, but that's crazy! And telepathy, definitely looking forward to knowing I can communicate when I unexpectedly need to switch forms!
Zane (JCC) AC 33, CMB 21, CMD 36, HP 240/240, Blindsence 60' Character Thursday January 19th, 2017 12:53:40 PM "Well that seemed almost anti-climatic. I'm going to learn to hate all of this attention, it's the one thing I didn't take in consideration when we joined the DC. I have a feeling that I will be learning to disguise myself via magic soon." Zane waits to see if any of the others has suggestions on how to spend the time between now and their meeting.
(do we roll 1d4 every day to determine the hp loss from the binding? or can I just take and subtract 3 from my total and call it even?)
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +16/+7/+13 CMD: +17 HP: 146/146 +10 Temp HP(Spells) Luck Points: 8/20 Thursday January 19th, 2017 7:54:44 PM
Restlin looks down at the cut on his hand. He grips the his holy symbol and channels Wardd's energy through it, sealing the cut.
"Welp, that was awesome. Anyone want to go to the temple of Wardd with me?" Takers or no, Restlin requests the folks assigned to them to show him the way.
Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 159 hp /132 (27 are temp) Spells Thursday January 19th, 2017 10:48:47 PM
Bosk looks at his palm as several tattoos of scorpions crawl up his arm and align themselves along the edge of the incision where a small pool of blood wells up. He blows across his palm as he channels energy to heal the entire group of their wounds, even if their life force will not be restored.
He finds it strange to have such an emotional connection to the rest of the group and wonders how the others will respond to experiencing his. In many cases they are overwhelming, and it is only his training as an Avenger that taught him to maintain control of of them.
DM Tanner Thursday January 19th, 2017 11:55:17 PM
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Bosk heals the group of their wounds after joining together in blood.
Garret orders some charcuterie.
Zane is feeling out of sorts with all of this celebrity attention.
Restlin is eager to head to the temple of Wardd.
Sesha drains everyone of their essence, a tiny bit, to power the coven.
Beriothian feels funny after joining the coven, and wonders what it will be like for the party when he takes animal form!
Tink prepares a letter.
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The footmen return within minutes, bearing a silver platter the size of a wagon wheel. It is loaded with meats, cheeses, and crackers of every variety. In the center is a smaller platter with several thick slabs of smoked meat, with a placard advertising the various cuts available.
Before they leave, Tink gives them a note to deliver. Breck promises to deliver the letter at once.
Just as the group is discussing their next move, the door flies open in a burst. "Greetings, Iron Dragons!" Into the room waltzes a gnome. Perhaps the most extravagant personage you have ever laid eyes upon. He is middle-aged and of average height for his race, and he wears a cloak that extends to the floor. His hair and clothes are a riot of color. The fabric is obviously enchanted, and the hues wriggle and writhe like electric rainbow snakes. His face is almost manic in exuberance and joy. A trio of footmen stand behind him holding bolts of cloth in a dozen colors. "I am Zilius Shockspinner! The finest tailor in the Elennian Peninsula, and personal fashion consultant to the Lord High Mayor. I heard that the Iron Dragons of the Dragon Consortium were in town and I had to come and see you." He takes in the party in one sweeping glance. "And I am none too late. Some more than others. You are all stars in this city, but I will have you glowing like the celestial fires of heaven before I am through. We cannot have anything less for your premiere at the court."
He holds up his hand and snaps his fingers. The trio of footmen come to attention. "Measurements! All of them. I will be attending to my sketchpad." The gnome sits in a heap of color onto the nearest divan and begins scratching furiously at a pad of paper. He appears to be drawing with his finger, and a minor illusion effect draws and colors at his command. The footmen set down the bolts of cloth and withdraw measuring tape. They smile and look to see who will be first.
Zane (JCC) AC 33, CMB 21, CMD 36, HP 240/240, Blindsence 60' Character Friday January 20th, 2017 12:38:36 AM
Zane looks from the Gnome to the army of footmen with measuring tapes. "Oh let's just get this over with." He stands up and pulls off his upper clothing, reveling the tattoo on his back. Those who've seen it before, now see the bronze dragon covering his shoulders from side to side with outstretched wings and the seas underneath are even more roiled up than before if possible. "We might have a problem Mr Tailor, my robes are magical and thusly compensate when I do this." At that, the wings of the tattoo seem to peel from his skin and grow ever larger until he has a very large pair of Bronze colored Dragon's wings...... Over the link, Lets see how he reacts to this....
RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 33/23/25 -- CMD 22 -- HP 176+10/176 -- Spells -- Active Effects d20+26=44 ; Friday January 20th, 2017 7:31:31 AM
Tink knows a thing or two about crafting garments (+39 Craft Clothing) but doesn't mention it. She smiles politely to the gnome, although does raise an eyebrow at the gnomes comments. "Some more than others? Hmmm... I should probably make sure Sesha doesn't turn him into a toad"
"Far be it from me to try and influence your creative flair, Master Shockspinner, but perhaps I might have some 'material' you might be able to incorporate in your designs. Wouldn't it be fitting for the Iron Dragons to be adorned with dragon scales?"
Tink produces the wyvern scales & hide the party collected in an earlier battle (Sept 21st 2015)
"I had always fancied blue dragon scale shoulder guards myself"
------------------------------------- Diplomacy: 44 to help encourage the gnome to go along with what Tink wants
OOC: I don't think dragon hide/scales used for clothing provide any mechanical bonus whatsoever, other than looking cool :)
Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 200/190 CMD = 22 Friday January 20th, 2017 10:35:27 AM
Beri looks down at his druid vestments, they are nice but perhaps a little battle worn, and almost certainly not of the style that would be expected for a formal feast in this country.
I'm ready for my measurements whenever you are, I am sure anything you create will look fabulous. What is the current fashion here?
Beri considers Zane's request, but decides it doesn't apply as much to him. The clothing would only matter as a master of a thousand faces. Any real transformation he might want to do would transform the cloths as well. And the odds of needing such a transformation tonight is minimal, this isn't some deserted street where an ambush could be expected.
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:165/155 Ki:19/19 CMD: 37 SR: 26] Friday January 20th, 2017 10:45:52 AM
When the delightful gnome appears, Garret steps back and stares. When he mentions clothes, Garret looks down at his simple, worn, and possibly quite stained pants (that aren't quite long enough for him) and his rope belt. He looks over at Restlin and says, "Do you think he's talking to you? I'm dressed quite nicely, I think. You know, functional." He heads back to the plate of meats and cheese to explore the new flavors.
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +16/+7/+13 CMD: +17 HP: 146/146 +10 Temp HP(Spells) Luck Points: 8/20 Friday January 20th, 2017 11:56:25 AM
Restlin holds Garret by the shoulder as he starts to walk away. "Garret, Zilius here is a professional. Professionals take their client's needs very seriously. Who knows, Zilius here may be able to whip you up something even more functional. Maybe something that resists stains..."
He turns to the tailor. "Restlin the Mendicant, good to meet you, Mr. Shockspinner." He offers his hand. "I'm not a fan of the wizard's robe shtick. Otherwise, I'm in your hands."
DM Tanner Friday January 20th, 2017 11:57:29 PM
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Bosk soaks in the scene.
Garret is momentarily distracted from his plate of meats and cheese, but returns with gusto after a few moments.
Zane cooperates begrudgingly, and stretches out his wings to impress the little gnome.
Restlin kindly stops Garret from returning to the platter and reminds him that the monk could use a wardrobe update.
Sesha soaks in the scene.
Beriothian cooperates happily, considering he can change his appearance at will.
Tink suggests making an accessory out of blue dragons scales!
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Zilius is thrilled that no one is actively resisting the process. He gushes over Zane's wings. "Oooooh!" He claps his hands in excitement. "They are just as I had heard! We can make you adaptive clothing to suit your fabulous physiology. Not a problem." He turns to Tink. "Those. Are. Gorgeous. I would be happy to turn them into stylish pauldrons!"
After a considerable amount of sketching, measuring, cutting, sewing, and adjusting, the Iron Dragons are dressed to the nines.
ooc: Feel free to make your outfits whatever you like, equivalent to a royal outfit in cost and craftsmanship. They are not glamered, but they will adjust to your bodies and change color at your mental command.
Zilius Shockspinner gives a bow. "You have honored me, serving as my canvas. I cannot wait to see the look on the face of the nobility. Especially Lady Hawksworth. That venomous harridan had the gall to besmirch my trade, all because I she lied about her measurements and tore her bustier!" He turns on his heels and departs the room, along with the fashion footmen.
You realize that in all the hubbub, you have perhaps an hour before your audience with the Lord High Mayor!
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Sesha [AC 31 /21 To/29 Fl] | HP 100/125 | CMD 22] Saturday January 21st, 2017 11:28:29 AM
"Hrm."
Sesha considers the material. She considers Restlin. She thinks briefly of Mhalice, and sighs. she leaves her room and heads to where the men are.
"You."
She pokes Restlin almost immediately upon entering the room. She's wearing a dress colored deep charcoal grey, several shades heavier than her own bright gray skin. It's trim, on the wide sleeves and skirt hems, are red, a color she usually chooses to ignore. Her dress has a hood, also trimmed in crimson, which coupled with her scarf, now monogramed with the white rose of Serenbeth, hides most of her face.
Long twin-tail braids of white hair tied with red clips made of wyvern skin rest gently halfway down her chest.
"Keep in mind that in the future, when we appear together in It'lal, we are expected to share some color in our clothing when we appear together. Unless your out of favor with me, then your not supposed to, because your only supposed to color match a matron if she allows it. Unless you are in favor but we don't want to publicly announce a relationship, then you wear colors not related to mine, but I honor you with a token of the same color. But.. um.. if you aren't specifically allowed and you do it by accident .. then.. then..?"
Sesha stomps a foot and massages her brain, trying to remember the myriad of social cues Mhalice tried to brief her on in their last short, brief meeting in the Giggling Ghost. Confusion and embarrassment ripple over their emotional link.
"Just wear something handsome, mage-priest!"
Sesha pokes him again, then stomps out of the room and barges into Tinks room.
"I am going to be the worst matron ever Tink." With a groan, she flops face first onto Katinka bed.
"Boys are stupid."
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +16/+7/+13 CMD: +17 HP: 146/146 +10 Temp HP(Spells) Luck Points: 8/20 Saturday January 21st, 2017 3:50:28 PM
Restlin wordlessly listens to Sesha try and explain what he should wear as her consort. He remains wordless as she pokes him again and stomps out.
He stands a moment, a trickle of amusement filling the coven's emotional link, along with...something else. She did look very nice. He turns to their fancy tailor.
"Well, you heard the lady. Charcoal with crimson trim."
The result is a charcoal suit. The jacket falls just above his waist. The vest is mostly charcoal as well, but embellished with a fine golden chain. A crimson silk ascot adds the color the rest of the suit lacks. Angled from his shoulder is a new baldric for Shiny that leaves the blade bare for all to see. The intelligent weapon is quite fond of it. His cloak is well contained by a platinum clasp fashioned from the holy symbol he created. The cloak covers one shoulder & hangs asymmetrically.
He takes off his detectivin' cap. "This hat is important, sir, but obviously I can't wear it with this. Any ideas?"
The result is a charcoal top hat with a crimson feather and band of crimson wyvern hide. The symbol of Wardd peeks above the band, as if winking at anyone who looks. It's just a bit ridiculous, really, but definitely in character with the magepriest. The original cap is woven into the top interior of the hat, hiding it, but still granting him use of its powers.
The whole ensemble is tailored to allow complete freedom of movement and contains hidden hardware allowing him to clip leather component pouches, also made from crimson wyvern hide.
He knocks on Tink's door to present himself to his (probably) still embarrassed paramour. "Well?" he asks with a spin. "How's this?"
Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 159 hp /132 (27 are temp) Spells Saturday January 21st, 2017 3:52:14 PM
After looking at the place card the young taur helps himself to some cheese, ribs and loin meat and eats with his best manners until the tailor arrives...Some of you more than others.
The Horned Cleric mentally reviews his appearance. Neatly groomed blond hair with a nice black pea-coat sewn of chimera skin for an outer layer. The material is strangely soft and warm, thick enough that it conceals any weapons or armor underneath yet light enough to be cool to wear in the sun...but more importantly he sees how the end sweeps just above the floor as he walks making him look totally bad but in a good way. Under the his Steel Grass armor is visible, the woven material of the Sargrass strangely exotic and unobtainable since the land was set magically on fire.
Bosk nods in agreement with the others. I think black with blue dragon scales would look nice, but I will leave the style up to you. What ever is designed cannot interfere with anything magical I carry, and I must easily be able to access my bag of holding. My pockets must large enough to be functional, and my sleeves left loose. (Bosk has spring loaded wrist sheaths up his wrists from a G.G. gift, used for R.P., and a lead pocket liner which he stores his poisons in to prevent scrying). As for the rest of my appearance, I can move my tattoos to accommodate your look. They will go where I tell them.
For a moment the cleric thinks about offering the use of his armor detailing kit, with unique pigments that can dye, paint and embellish his gear (lotto prize), but he assumes the man before him will have as nice if not nicer equipment and decides not to risk offending the guy.
RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 33/23/25 -- CMD 22 -- HP 176+10/176 -- Spells -- Active Effects Sunday January 22nd, 2017 12:27:27 AM "They may be stupid, but look at how smart they make us girls look by comparison" Tink jests, trying to improve Sesha's mood.
Tink is delighted by the blue scale pauldrons. She's admiring them in the mirror when Restlin comes knocking.
Sensing a serious conversation brewing, she excuses herself to go find Garret.
Sesha [AC 31 /21 To/29 Fl] | HP 100/125 | CMD 22] Monday January 23rd, 2017 1:52:13 AM
Sesha opens the door slowly, peeking through the crack. She was certain it was Restlin at the door, thanks to the ring and their link, it was now pretty much impossible to mistake each other. She sucks in air and bites her lip.
"I don't think I can take you to It'lal after all. I'll be killing challengers for my chosen by the day."
She steps out of the way when she Tink slides out, then grabs Restlin and pulls him into the room and slams the door shut behind them. She gives him a firm hug, then holds him at arms length.
"I'm really, really glad that my chosen male is both intelligent and charming. If you were simply smart enough to classify my moods and emotions, but not charming enough to convince me that they are endearing to you rather than a hassle, I don't think this thing would work out. I'd grow to be an old witchy hag somewhere in a swamp who steals the magical robes off of adventurers."
RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 33/23/25 -- CMD 22 -- HP 176+10/176 -- Spells -- Active Effects Monday January 23rd, 2017 8:37:54 AM
With the bond of the coven now strong, Tink feels "slightly" uncomfortable with the emotions she is now sharing with Restlin and Sesha.
"Reeeeally going to have to learn to tune that stuff out" she notes to herself
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:165/155 Ki:19/19 CMD: 37 SR: 26] Monday January 23rd, 2017 8:40:28 AM
Garret looks over when Restlin explains about the tailor. He looks down at his single item of clothes, the pants, and says, “Stains? I don’t see any stains?” Of course, there are many, many stains. And holes.
He watches with interest as the others line up and select a myriad of different colors and styles. He is impressed by the blue dragon scales and he mentions to the tailor that he has ridden dragons, twice actually. When he is asked about the styles of clothes he says, “Well, these pants have worked fine for me, so I suppose I could just have another pair just like them? Oh, but with all the different people picking so many different styles and colors, maybe I should have an entire rainbow of colors? Then I would match everyone, right?”
Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 200/190 CMD = 22 Monday January 23rd, 2017 9:50:59 AM
Taking queues from the rest of the Iron adventurers, Beri chooses a suit the color of dark iron with a slight luster to it. Pulling in the colors of the rest of the IA, but paying extra care not to match Sesha. His jacket is embroidered with leaves and vines the color of steelgrass, intricately dancing down his jacket's lapel, and down his shoulders and sleeves. Throughout the delicate weaving are flowers with petals that appear to be of blue dragon scales... of course, the flowers are far to small to be real dragon scales, but the symbolism is clear.
Underneath his jacket is a crimson shirt, with darker grey patterns woven in. A close inspection show it to be a field of red flowers, with glimpses of the shade covered iron ground beneath. His pants are much more simple, of like shimmering iron fabric, and a comfortable pair of steelgrass colord shoes complete his outfit.
Beri takes some time to put his hair into order, using iron fasteners to hold it into place, each one in the shape of a dragon with blue eyes and a jet of blue flames coming from their mouths.
Well, I think we clean up rather well for a bunch of seasoned adventurers. What do you think?
Beri shows the others his outfit and asks them what they think.
Zane (JCC) AC 33, CMB 21, CMD 36, HP 240/240, Blindsence 60' Character Monday January 23rd, 2017 4:26:40 PM
Zane watches as the Gnome worked his magic and his MAGIC. He waited while the Gnome worked his robe into the design. It being a simple brown was causing problems..... Eventually, Zane needed to take it off for the "Official" fancy outfit, but the cut of it allowed it to be worn underneath as well when required. The end result was highly different from what most of the rest have. It's a basic glossy black silk with white edging, that in the right light shows it's metallic bronze underweave. The sleeves when his arms are in front of him, hang a good four feet, showing the design which is a lightning pattern. The Back is embroidered with the same dragon picture as his tattoo. The Dragon scales are worked into the picture imitating the flow of the roiling seas, looking like crashing waves under the picture of the dragon. While Zane had been able to see parts of the picture before, he hadn't seen the whole thing. He also got a pair of pants to match and the look on a almost 9' talk Minotaur wasn't too bad. (picture the robes cut like the bad guys in Big Trouble in Little China, but colored as described) "It'll do for formal times, but I'm more of a informal clothing type of guy I guess."
Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 159 hp /132 (27 are temp) Spells Monday January 23rd, 2017 11:45:27 PM
Bosk smiles as the tailor upgrades his outfit to fit over is armor so that it is functional and elegant while still presenting the dangerous nature of a Grim Avenger. The Chimera jacket has been reworked to match some unbelievable dragon scale boots with matching dragon scale belt and adornments for the most formal of occasions. Custom scabbards are also made with the sheath for his 5 1/2 ft bastard sword highlighted across his back. On his chest is his WLA pin while his Iron Dragon clasp holds his cloak closed.
Garret considers the shotgun-approach of a rainbow outfit.
Zane flaunts his new outfit, pleased with its fit.
Restlin listens to his paramour and adjusts his clothing to match.
Sesha tries her best to educate Restlin on the complicated protocols surrounding hue-matching and relationship status among the Woldian drow.
Beriothian matches the rest of the party and picks an iron-gray with red trim outfit.
Tink is enamored with her new blue dragon scale pauldrons.
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The hour of preparation left to you flies by in a rush, and a soft knock at your door lets you know that it is time. You gather yourselves into something resembling a processional, and open the door. Cailean is there with two footmen, and all three are dressed in full livery -- white cassocks with a golden sunburst on the chest and brocaded sleeves in gold. They bow and motion forward. "This way, mah lairds."
Cailean takes the lead with the footmen trailing. You make your way through another bewildering array of chambers and halls until you come to an imposing set of double-doors. They are tall enough for a minotaur, and covered entirely in relief-set gold gilt. They swing open, and you find yourself in a vaulted chamber. White marble floors and columns support an arched ceiling some thirty feet above your heads. Numerous stained-glass windows allow sunlight to filter into the room and create an array of fuzzy artwork on the highly-polished floor. The room is perhaps 200 feet long, and between the columns flanking your path are dozens of well-dressed men and women of numerous races. All of them are dressed in clothes that would cost a peasant a year's wages, at least.
At the far end sits a throne. It is on a dais only one step above the gallery (he is a High Lord Mayor after all, not a king). It is likewise covered in gold gilt with a red velvet seat. On the seat is a human male, dressed in resplendent robes of white silk with gold brocade and a brilliant sunburst on his left breast. He is middle-aged, with brown shoulder-length hair and a neatly-trimmed beard. His eyes are a piercing blue. He wears thick golden chain for a necklace, likely his symbol of office. He reaches up a hand and beckons you forward.
You proceed along the length of the court, and people show respects with every step. Some bow, some curtsy, and those with especially regal outfits give polite nods. An administrator flanking the Mayor gives a small signal for you to stop about twenty feet short of the dais. Cailean bows, steps to the side, and takes a knee in respect. He whispers out the side of his mouth. "Ye dornt need tae kneel, but ye main baw an' introduce yoorselves tae th' coort."
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RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 33/23/25 -- CMD 22 -- HP 176+10/176 -- Spells -- Active Effects d20+8=12 ; d20+15=18 ; d20+24=27 ; d20+15=29 ; d20+38=57 ; d20+24=38 ; Tuesday January 24th, 2017 6:56:50 AM
Tink hovers into the room, glad for the touches of glamour Zilius added to her outfit.
She nods in response to all that acknowledge her but tries to keep her head held high.
Once indicated to stop, Tink pauses, and then bows as she introduces herself "Katinka Hushfoot. Justicar of Pantheon and member of the Iron Dragons" she declares.
Spells in effect on Others: Greater Magic Weapon on Garret's fists - Tishe's Weave Elements on Restlin, Zane and Garret have a 'Water' version, Bosk a 'Fire' version, and Beri an 'Air' version
Perception: Can automatically see invisible, ethereal, magical auras, and any object/person being scryed upon. Dark Vision & Low Light Vision. Auto check for Secret Doors with 5ft
Immunities: Immunity to harmful vapors and gases, possession, mental control, spells from the divination school, scrying, bodily contact by evil summoned creatures, and grapples.
Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 200/190 CMD = 22 d20+28=36 ; Tuesday January 24th, 2017 9:25:59 AM
Walking into the large chamber, Beri glances around the room taking note of the people inside and trying to judge whether they are excited to see them or if their faces hide more sinister thoughts. At this point the druid is feeling at ease, but having been ambushed in one such meeting, and jailed in another ( admittedly due to the party's own uncouth actions), he can't help but still be on alert to some degree. On the off chance that something does seem off he will notify the party telepathically.
Beri follows the rules of courtly introduction he had picked up in Hook City, takes a step forward and gives a deep bow to show his respect, then introduces himself to the court.
"Beriothian Galanodel, Druid of the Iron Dragons" .
The druid considers saying more, but notes that Cailean's instructions said only to introduce themselves. Not wanting to break protocol he steps back in line and lets the others introduce themselves.
Perception = 36
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +16/+7/+13 CMD: +17 HP: 146/146 +10 Temp HP(Spells) Luck Points: 8/20 Tuesday January 24th, 2017 9:42:29 AM
"Too soon, sweetheart. Too soon..." he sighs wistfully at the thought of his robe being used by a bunch of witches in a stinky swamp. He offers his elbow as they make their way to the meeting.
He watches Tink and Beri do as they're told. He decides that's probably a good course of action. Taking a step forward, he bows without flourish. "Restlin, Wizard and Priest of Wardd of the Iron Dragons." He stays bowed, but looks up at the High Mayor before continuing, "...who are very new to this level of celebrity status, and who are all quite sorry to have not given you proper notice of our arrival."
He stands and steps back with his friends. "Isn't that right, everybody?"
Zane (JCC) AC 33, CMB 21, CMD 36, HP 240/240, Blindsence 60' Character Tuesday January 24th, 2017 9:52:43 AM
Zane watches the others and copies their "Bow" and says, "Zane Stormfront, of the Iron Dragons." He stands straight and without his usual hood, just stands ready....
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:165/155 Ki:19/19 CMD: 37 SR: 26] Tuesday January 24th, 2017 10:02:21 AM
As the group heads down the hallway, Garret takes his place in the procession. After a few steps, however, he manages to step out of place to look in the various doorways and entrances they pass. He darts back and forth trying to stay in line at times, but clearly his curiosity keeps getting the best of him. When they walk into the throne room, Garret stops and looks around, his mouth agape. He takes in the room until someone nudges him along with the group. As they walk along, he spots the people on the sides and when he catches someone’s eye, he waves to them and greets them with a “Hi there,” or “Hello, how are you?” When they stop and told to introduce themselves, Garret waves to the Lord Mayor as well and says, “Hi. I’m Garret.”
Sesha [AC 31 /21 To/29 Fl] | HP 100/125 | CMD 22] Tuesday January 24th, 2017 10:44:30 AM
Sesha has to hide a giggle at Garrets complete lack of social awareness. At this point, it was more endearing than anything else. Restlin and Tink could cover for him. She can't help but ruffle the little monks hair, before offering a curtsey.
"Matron Sesha, in waiting. Bloodwitch of the Iron Dragons. Thank you for the kind reception."
Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 159 hp /132 (27 are temp) Spells Tuesday January 24th, 2017 9:30:24 PM
The Horned Cleric steps forward the bottom of his coat sweeping the floor as he crosses his arm over his chest and nods in a traditional minotaur gesture of greeting and respect long adopted by his people as their cloven hooves large upper bodies and long horns make traditional bowing difficult is not dangerous to those around them.
I am Bosk DeOx, Grim Avenger of the Iron Dragons, Protectors of Hook City and the Wold at large. Son of Adatia and Cenoios, famous vintner of the Blue Wine of Imod. We thank you for the courtesy of your court.
Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 159 hp /132 (27 are temp) Spells Tuesday January 24th, 2017 11:20:52 PM
ooc: Yes, it was SAO. Good eye.
DM Tanner Tuesday January 24th, 2017 11:57:36 PM
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Bosk introduces himself.
Garret introduces himself in his own special way.
Zane introduces himself.
Restlin introduces himself.
Sesha introduces herself.
Beriothian introduces himself. He does not spy any immediate dangers.
Tink introduces herself. She estimates that there is enough wealth in the room, both present and represented, to buy half the Elennian Peninsula. Merchant lords, landed nobles, mercenary captains, and powerful spellcasters are rubbing shoulders in this room.
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Those of you deploying any type of magical detection are almost overwhelmed by the sheer amount of magic in the room -- primarily abjurations, but a good number of transmutation and necromantic auras can be seen. Most likely spells to protect, enhance, and bolster very important people against attacks. You would guess that nearly every single occupant in the room carries some type of enchantment on their person.
But all pale in comparison to the Lord High Mayor. His magical auras blaze like a bonfire surrounded by mere torches. You would guess that he wears extremely powerful items on person, perhaps even a minor artifact.
The Lord High Mayor Sturtavent stands and clasps his hands behind his back. He clears his throat, and the court falls silent. "Greetings." His voice is obviously amplified by magic, and resounds throughout the chamber as though he were whispering in the ear of every person present (ooc: like a microphone with speakers). "By the authority of my office, I welcome you. My court welcomes you. Plateau City is graced by your presence." His voice is a deep and smooth baritone, filled with regal wisdom. "May the gods guide you to glory and victory to bless their children. What brings you to my city?"
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RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 33/23/25 -- CMD 22 -- HP 176+10/176 -- Spells -- Active Effects Wednesday January 25th, 2017 8:16:56 AM
Tink is used to listening to officials. She's noticited that they usually refer to "our" city rather than "my" city. It's a small detail, really. From what she recalls of this man he is a wise, kind and rational man. He certainly is tolerant based on his response to Garret!
"And may the gods continue to bring peace and prosperity to the people of Plateau City" Tink responds in kind to the Lord High Mayors blessing, bowing once more.
"M'lord, what we wish to discuss is somewhat unpleasant. Before we begin, would you wish to dismiss those - save your consel - from the room so as not to dampen the positive atmosphere you have created?"
It's as tactful as Tink can manage and she hopes she hasn' offended anyone.
Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 200/190 CMD = 22 Wednesday January 25th, 2017 10:01:20 AM
Beri ponders what to add, he hadn't thought they would be presenting the situation to the entire court, he assumed that business would follow the celebration. We are certain that with your city's strength and your wise counsel that there is little for your people to fear, but we know that coming directly from us would add to the concern, as well as be rude... at least where we are from. It is considered proper to inform the head first so that they can have a plan in place so the people know they are protected even before the news reaches them.
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +16/+7/+13 CMD: +17 HP: 146/146 +10 Temp HP(Spells) Luck Points: 8/20 d20+24=26 ; Wednesday January 25th, 2017 10:07:58 AM
Restlin coughs a bit. "Justicars, eh? Right to the point. She's right, though. It's unfortunate we can't have our first official visit here under better circumstances. We do have some unpleasantness to deal with, and it's in our best interests that it not be announced so publicly. It's likely in your best interest as well, Lord High Mayor.
"That said, it's not so urgent that we need to dispense with this gathering you've so graciously put together."
Diplomacy: 26 - let's use that coven bond and +2 this a bit, shall we?
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:165/155 Ki:19/19 CMD: 37 SR: 26] d20+27=39 ; Wednesday January 25th, 2017 10:22:57 AM
Garret starts to open his mouth, but before he can get a word out, Tink and Beri start in with all their official sounds. Garret realizes that they're going to take care of the official doings, so he starts looking around to see if there might be a plate of food around to feed all these people... (Perception: 39).
Zane (JCC) AC 33, CMB 21, CMD 36, HP 240/240, Blindsence 60' Character d20+2=8 ; Wednesday January 25th, 2017 1:45:58 PM
Zane just stands there, crosses his arms and reinforces Restlin's comments by his just being there.
Aid Another unsuccessful, unless there's a +2 I'm forgetting.
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +16/+7/+13 CMD: +17 HP: 146/146 +10 Temp HP(Spells) Luck Points: 8/20 Wednesday January 25th, 2017 2:52:59 PM
(Looking at your sheet, your diplomacy should be +5, not +2. You also get another +2 from standing next to me.)
Sesha [AC 31 /21 To/29 Fl] | HP 100/125 | CMD 22] Wednesday January 25th, 2017 9:06:43 PM
Sesha is impressed with the collection of magical auras. As usual, folks with power surround themselves with it. The IA were no different, really. All of them were covered in some spell or another right now, expect possibly Garret.
Restlin and Tink seemed to have the conversation well in hand, so Sesha finds her thoughts drifting. Concentration had been hard as of late. She lightly slaps her cheeks and refocuses on the conversation.
Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 159 hp /132 (27 are temp) Spells d20+21=32 ; Wednesday January 25th, 2017 11:32:55 PM
Seeing as the others have things covered, and much more diplomatically than he could have done, the blond taur takes on the role of the strong silent type as he keeps an eye out for trouble.
Perception = 32
DM Tanner Wednesday January 25th, 2017 11:58:11 PM
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Bosk stays quiet and observant.
Garret stays quiet. Wisely so.
Zane waits for a response.
Restlin suggests discussing the matter after the reception.
Sesha stays quiet and observant.
Beriothian suggests clearing the court before discussing something unpleasant.
Tink suggests clearing the court before discussing something unpleasant.
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High Lord Mayor Sturtavent tips his head to one side ever so slightly and pauses.
Wisdom DC 20 Highlight to display spoiler: {He has the distracted look of someone communicating telepathically.}
His eyes snap back to you and he smiles. "We are eager to hear your words, but I must insist that the court remain in attendance." He makes a placating gesture with his hands. "Your coming is known to the entire city. For you to request a private audience to discuss dire events beyond the eyes and ears of the court... it would not bode well. Rumors would spread like wildfire. The truth would chase it in vain, and panic and fear would take root."
He furrows his brow. "But I have never known the Dragon Consortium to cry-wolf." He beckons to Chancellor Modjeska and makes a series of discrete hand signals. The man nods and turns away, disappearing into an antechamber. "Hear my words!" The room goes silent. "This court is now warded. Any who remain in this room and hear the words of the Iron Dragons will be subject to magical scrying for a span of three days. Any who block this scrying will be arrested immediately. Any who divulge the words they hear will be arrested immediately. Any who do not agree to these terms will leave. Now."
There is a rather uncomfortable shuffling of feet and nervous glances among the court, but no one makes for the door.
"Very well." Sturtavent turns and takes his seat again. He holds an open hand toward you. "Proceed, please."
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Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 200/190 CMD = 22 Thursday January 26th, 2017 9:00:34 AM
Beriothian bows once again in gratitude. Thank you for taking our concern to heart. While the issue itself is indeed serious, the fear it could generate might be far worse than the news itself at this time. I will let one of our members with a more gifted tongue explain. Taking a step back he allows one with far better diplomatic skills than his to explain the situation.
(ed:bold text only jcc)
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:165/155 Ki:19/19 CMD: 37 SR: 26] Thursday January 26th, 2017 9:17:06 AM
Garret shifts he feet nervously as he finally starts to realize the importance of this event. He wonders how in the world he has found himself in the middle of it. He concentrates hard to try and stop his stomach from making any noises while the others explain.
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +16/+7/+13 CMD: +17 HP: 146/146 +10 Temp HP(Spells) Luck Points: 8/20 d20+3=15 Thursday January 26th, 2017 9:42:11 AM
Man...this guy. Hook City was run more by bureaucracy than a central power. This guy...this guy had power the likes of which Restlin had never seen.
He preferred bureaucracy.
Regardless, he clears his throat and begins.
"Very well, Lord High Mayor. We are here investigating a Death Dragon cult. One of their cells attacked us in Hook City in broad daylight. We fought them off, but they were no pushovers.
"Tink and Bosk here managed some success in their interrogation. We've learned that the head of this cult, or at least *a* head of this cult, is a lich who's been operating from around these parts. My own research suggests this lich has been doing so for years. They count the entire Dragon Consortium as their enemies and seek to discredit and destroy all of us.
"They claim to serve Gargul, and they did indeed practice divine magic. This does not jive with Gargul's current...disposition." He starts to relax as he talks.
"Anyway, we're hear to investigate the cult, find out if and how they're channeling Gargul's divinity, and put a stop to this lich."
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Edit: Forgot to roll wisdom - failed anyway.
Zane (JCC) AC 33, CMB 21, CMD 36, HP 240/240, Blindsence 60' Character Thursday January 26th, 2017 11:56:16 AM
Zane stands as he has stood for the past few minutes, but over the link, "This Lord High Mayor" seems to run this place more like a ships captain than I've seen shot of a deck in my life. It seems that he has a handle on just about everything. Not that I don't trust him, but just be ready in case something goes awry." Zane just continues backing up his friends in whatever way they need.
Sesha [AC 31 /21 To/29 Fl] | HP 100/125 | CMD 22] Thursday January 26th, 2017 4:00:03 PM
Sesha can't help but notice the hints of distrust and concern flowing through the link of her most important coven-mates. This is a bit confusing to her, but she figures it's a difference in upbringing. She's glad at least, that Zane seems to have the same view of it she does.
She lets her thoughts flow through the link and dance over the magical bonds that enable their telepathy.
"He seems to be in complete control. In all honesty, I trust a powerful leader more than a council of bureaucrats. He made it here through force of will I imagine. This means our relationship with him is more important than the opinions of a horde of sycophants. I'm okay with this."
Still, she had a play to make. She gazes intently at the man, her one good eye twinkling with arcane sight.
"High Lord Mayor, does your decree apply to all equally in this room? May we assume that we too, are subject to scrying for three days, as well as yourself? May we also request too, that we have access to the scrying which is used to monitor those in attendance? As representatives of the Dragon Consortium, a promise of discretion on all subjects not related to our mission should be sufficient for the privacy of state matters."
RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 33/23/25 -- CMD 22 -- HP 176+10/176 -- Spells -- Active Effects Thursday January 26th, 2017 6:13:03 PM
Tink stands quietly, looking about the room. She stands by her belief that their leader - the man before them - was a good man at heart.
"If he wasn't, the city would no doubt show it" she deduces.
DM Tanner Friday January 27th, 2017 12:00:14 AM
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Bosk stays quiet.
Garret keeps quiet.
Zane keeps quiet.
Restlin gives a brief outline of their recent experiences.
Sesha asks a few questions for clarification.
Beriothian defers to more diplomatic party members.
Tink stays quiet.
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Knowledge (local) DC 35 Highlight to display spoiler: {Though his title is 'High Lord Mayor,' Sturtavent operates as a defacto monarch in Plateau City. His rule is so benevolent and prosperous, however, that it would be difficult to find many opposed to the idea. Some think he keeps the title out of a sense of modesty.}
(ooc: Difficulty is higher because you are coming from another continent, despite it being an open secret in Plateau City)
"High Lord Mayor, does your decree apply to all equally in this room?
"Yes. Everything that happens within the manor is seen and heard. Those who leave the court will be followed to ensure their discretion."
May we assume that we too, are subject to scrying for three days, as well as yourself?
"Yes, though you will be subject to scrying out of concern for your welfare. You are free to disclose this information to anyone who may assist you in your mission." He smiles slightly. "I will not be followed, per se. I already know what I do."
May we also request too, that we have access to the scrying which is used to monitor those in attendance? As representatives of the Dragon Consortium, a promise of discretion on all subjects not related to our mission should be sufficient for the privacy of state matters.
Sturtaven shakes his head slightly. "That I cannot permit. Those who have chosen to stay in the court did not consent to such. I can permit that you will be immediately notified if any go against my word."
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The High Lord Mayor strokes his beard in thought. He stands, and the assembled court reflexively take a step forward to hear him, despite the magical amplification of his voice. He beckons with an open palm toward the crowd on his right. "Eorcenbald! What say you?"
The court parts, and you an elderly human male dressed in resplendent robes covered in the holy symbols of Gargul. His clothes are a rich black velvet, covered in silver brocade. He steps forward with the aid of a staff. "Yes, Lord Mayor."
Sturtavent nods to the old man. "This is High Priest Eorcenbald, Grand Cleric of Gargul. Perhaps the most powerful servant of Gargul in the Wold. What say you, old friend? Do their words carry weight with your memory?"
The priest furrows his brow and stares at the floor for a few moments before shaking his head. "I do not. The title of 'Death Dragon' has been used by many people to describe several different gods. Heresies have come and gone. If they drew on the divine, and claimed it was from Gargul, then this is concerning, indeed." He licks his lips. Old men tend to have perpetual dry-mouth. "I would suggest we attempt to contact Gargul directly. We will have the most success from the temple. Might I ask if the Iron Dragons would accompany me? It would be sacrilege to make such contact in the court."
The High Lord Mayor nods in agreement. He turns to the party. "Will you accompany Father Eorcenbald?"
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Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 159 hp /132 (27 are temp) Spells Friday January 27th, 2017 12:24:52 AM
Bosk steps forward. I will. I have spoken with Lord Gargul on several occasions and would be honored to have such a chance once again.
Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 200/190 CMD = 22 Friday January 27th, 2017 8:19:42 AM
Beri bows before Father Eorcenbald. I would be honored to join you in the temple and speak to Gargul again. It has always been a great privilege to be in his presence and hear his voice.
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:165/155 Ki:19/19 CMD: 37 SR: 26] Friday January 27th, 2017 9:27:09 AM
Garret picks his nose and really digs in there. He seems surprised when Bosk steps forward. He wipes his finger on his pants as he steps forward with Bosk, not really sure what is going on.
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +16/+7/+13 CMD: +17 HP: 146/146 +10 Temp HP(Spells) Luck Points: 8/20 Friday January 27th, 2017 11:31:41 AM
Restlin leans down to Garret. "We may be leaving early, dude. You should go eat while you have the chance."
He wishes this gathering could have lasted longer, but looks like it's time to move already.
Zane (JCC) AC 33, CMB 21, CMD 36, HP 240/240, Blindsence 60' Character Friday January 27th, 2017 1:42:05 PM
Zane is satisfied that the group will be leaving this meeting, he was uncomfortable here even though he showed it less than Garret. He believes in the tenets of Imod's as the Taur's called him, but Domi as he grew up learning of him from the temple a few miles outside of Hook City. He nods in respect to the High Priest as the Mayor asks if they will accompany the priest to the Temple. "I'm sure we'd all be honored to accompany the Honored High Priest Eorcenbald to the Temple of Gargul. I believe we'd been discussing heading there before your welcome audience was presented to us" Zane gives a respectful bow to the Lord Mayor as well. Then he waits for the rest of the group to be excused and for them to head to the Temple.
Sesha [AC 31 /21 To/29 Fl] | HP 100/125 | CMD 22] Friday January 27th, 2017 3:56:05 PM
Sesha considers it for a moment, then points at the gross little monk.
"Unless he's coming with us, I'm not leaving anyone alone. I'll stick with Garret."
RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 33/23/25 -- CMD 22 -- HP 176+10/176 -- Spells -- Active Effects d20+18=35 ; Friday January 27th, 2017 6:32:19 PM "We thankyou for your audience, High Lord Mayor" Tink bows once more "May your reign continue to bring peace and prosperity to your city"
-------------------- Knowl Local: 35 = Pass!
DM Tanner Friday January 27th, 2017 11:43:54 PM
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Bosk is ready to go.
Garret is ready to go after taking care of urgent business.
Zane is ready to go.
Restlin is ready to go.
Sesha makes certain that Garret is ready before being willing to go. He is. Eventually.
Beriothian is ready to go.
Tink passes some information to the rest of the party. (taking some liberties since you passed the skill check) "Though his title is 'High Lord Mayor,' Sturtavent operates as a defacto monarch in Plateau City. His rule is so benevolent and prosperous, however, that it would be difficult to find many opposed to the idea. Some think he keeps the title out of a sense of modesty."
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A susurrus of whispers rises among the court as Sturtavent nods to acknowledge your leave. Those in attendance cannot share the information they have heard, but there is nothing to stop them from talking with someone already in-the-know. Those in power are always planning.
High Priest Eorcenbald shuffles forward, his staff rapping on the marble floor with each step. He stops in front of you and smiles, puckering his already wrinkled face. "Shall we?" He reaches out and places a hand on Restlin's shoulder. "If you would, wizard, please place your hand on the shoulder of another. They in turn place their hand on another, forming a chain. The last person will place their hand on my shoulder." The Iron Dragons comply. The old priest takes a deep breath, squeezes his eyes shut, and "Skidoosh!"
The court pops like a balloon, and you are suddenly standing in a an antechamber of plain wooden floors and gray stone walls. Father Eorcenbald removes his hand and breathes out deeply. "You may feel a bit dizzy. It will pass." He smiles with a glint in his eye. "And please pardon my theatrics. I do not require a command word to return to the sanctuary, but the nobility does not need to know that. This way, if you would."
He leads you through a an arched portal into a larger chamber. The walls, floor, and celing are gray marble covered with holy symbols and prayers in gold filigree. Holy symbols of Gargul are no less than a span apart from each other. At the center is a pedestal with a black stone bowl. Eorcenbald heads toward the bowl. "Well, now. It is not every day we need to contact Lord Gargul directly. We will first contact Gimp. Old Grim Eyes is a stickler for protocol. I'm too old to make waves any more."
He pauses and turns toward the party. "I suggest you prepare your questions carefully. Gimp does not like being called to the physical plane, and will answer in a cheeky and flippant way if you are not specific."
ooc: Prepare yourselves to speak with Gimp the Mighty, Herald of Gargul!
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Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 159 hp /132 (27 are temp) Spells Sunday January 29th, 2017 10:02:30 PM
Bosk smiles as he recalls his previous interactions wit Gimp the Imp. It will be good to see, or at least speak to him again...but you are right. We should have our questions prepared. What do you all think we should ask first?
RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 33/23/25 -- CMD 22 -- HP 176+10/176 -- Spells -- Active Effects Monday January 30th, 2017 6:51:22 AM
Tink sits cross-legged on the floor and places her hands in her lap. She closes her eyes and tries to find a way to remain calm and peaceful. Gimp and Gargul have a way of seeing straight to a persons soul. She doesn't wish to be found lacking.
Her thoughts linger on her father as she wishes she had a chance to speak with him before taking this journey.
Zane (JCC) AC 33, CMB 21, CMD 36, HP 240/240, Blindsence 60' Character Monday January 30th, 2017 8:37:21 AM
Zane never liked having to speak with Gimp or Gargul, that usually meant one of his friends needed to be spoken for so that they could return to the Wold to continue fighting the good fight. He'd seen his chosen Deity from a distance, but had never spoken in person to him, but he guessed there was more chance to bargain with the Lord of Life and Death than any other. "How about asking, Is it possible that these Dragon Cultists are drawing their spell casting from Gargul? Or how ever you want to ask it, other than that I really can't think what else we need to know other than an actual location to go and end them."
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +16/+7/+13 CMD: +17 HP: 146/146 +10 Temp HP(Spells) Luck Points: 8/20 Monday January 30th, 2017 10:03:51 AM
"This could be touchy," says Restlin. His face is serious.
"Maybe he is granting power to the cultists. He is a member of the Gods of Testing pantheon too. He's got a very broad domain and is just ridiculously powerful. We can't be accusatory."
He sighs a bit. "Maybe we should let Tink do the talking. She's not a follower of his and is trained on being neutral and impartial. I hold Gargul in high esteem, but he's got a temper. Best to not have his followers among us anger him."
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:165/155 Ki:19/19 CMD: 37 SR: 26] Monday January 30th, 2017 10:18:49 AM
When the group arrives, Garret is indeed dizzy and falls on his rear. He remains seated at the others talk about the seriousness of speaking to Gimp. He has met him once, and he still isn't sure what to think of the creature. Either way, he sometimes knows when it is time to keep his mouth shut.
Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 200/190 CMD = 22 Monday January 30th, 2017 12:57:43 PM I think we know what we need to ask... I just hope that I've lived up to his expectations since I've returned to this plane of existence. As far as he can remember he's taken Gargul's words to heart, but one can never tell what standards the Powers of the Wold will hold one to. Beri awaits nervously for Gimp to appear.
Sesha [AC 31 /21 To/29 Fl] | HP 100/125 | CMD 22] Monday January 30th, 2017 7:06:43 PM
"I'll definitively not be saying anything at all."
She gives Bosk and Tink a thumbs up.
"Do your best!"
Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 159 hp /132 (27 are temp) Spells Monday January 30th, 2017 10:00:36 PM I do not understand how the gods give their powers to people, if it is their choice or a natural phenomena, but remember that there are those who worship the god as a whole and others that worship an aspect of a god. I believe there are good and evil followers of every god in the wold, and I do not think any want evil followers. Perhaps the inherent struggle of good and evil in the Wold is mirrored in their divinity, the essence of the two somehow intertwined?
DM Tanner Monday January 30th, 2017 11:41:48 PM
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Bosk discusses preparations.
Garret discusses preparations.
Zane discusses preparations.
Restlin discusses preparations.
Sesha discusses preparations.
Beriothian discusses preparations.
Tink discusses preparations.
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Father Eorcenbald takes a deep breath and huffs it out. "All right, then. I hope you are prepared."
The Grand Cleric of Gargul reaches into a pocket near his waist and retrieves a small pearl. He bends down and places it on the ground. He aims his staff carefully, and raps the butt on the pearl, smashing it to pieces. He looks up and speaks to the ceiling. "Gimp. It's Eorcenbald. I am calling in Favor 4. Personal audience."
All is still. The air becomes heavy, your skin feels too tight, and the water in the bowl trembles. Suddenly the water explodes into droplets, showering you with vapor, and a small devilish-looking creature sits in the basin of the bowl. He regards you with a slightly peeved look. "Yes, Eorcenbald? I was in the middle of a very important matter."
"Dice?"
"That is none of your concern!" Gimp the Imp eyes the party. "I remember some of you. What's up?"
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RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 33/23/25 -- CMD 22 -- HP 176+10/176 -- Spells -- Active Effects d20+24=35 ; Tuesday January 31st, 2017 4:52:08 AM
Tink remains seated in the cross-legged position. "I wonder what favours 1 through 3 were?"
She opens her eyes and smiles politely to the imp.
"Our apologies for calling you away from your 'important matter'", Master Imp" Tink really isn't sure how she should address Gimp. Calling him by name would be too personal and informal. "Master" seems to convey respect, so she sticks with that. "We seek information about a cult following of your Master. They call themselves Death Dragons."
Tink rises from her seated position and clasps her hands before her.
"They seek to cause trouble in the Wold in the name of Gargul"
Diplomacy: 35
Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 200/190 CMD = 22 Tuesday January 31st, 2017 7:31:16 AM
Beri jumps back slightly at the unexpected explosion. The theatrics are quite impressive, he wonders briefly whether these vary by region or whether Gargul uniquely designs this for each group.
Bowing slightly before Gimp, the druid makes his introduction. It us a pleasure to see you again Gimp, especially since I have not been forced here prematurely this time... or am not asking to leave prematurely. I'm never quite sure how to phrase such things, though I'm sure Bosk will be happy to give me a detailed lecture on such things this evening.
It is as Tink said, there is a group causing trouble in the name of Gargul. They appear to be same order from ages past who are resurfacing once again.
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +16/+7/+13 CMD: +17 HP: 146/146 +10 Temp HP(Spells) Luck Points: 8/20 Tuesday January 31st, 2017 9:02:44 AM
Restlin just smiles and waves at the imp.
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:165/155 Ki:19/19 CMD: 37 SR: 26] Tuesday January 31st, 2017 9:07:50 AM
Garret remains seated. When the drops of water explode all around, he reaches up and tries to catch one. Then he notices the imp and waves, smiling, but not saying a word.
Sesha [AC 31 /21 To/29 Fl] | HP 100/125 | CMD 22] Tuesday January 31st, 2017 11:54:39 AM
Sesha watches Gimp cautiously with her good eye, and tries to keep her mind clear. She absolutely tries not to think of the golems, clones, woldsblood potions, and woldblood flinging attacks she's been working on lately.
Zane (JCC) AC 33, CMB 21, CMD 36, HP 240/240, Blindsence 60' Character Tuesday January 31st, 2017 12:56:08 PM
Zane lets the others do the talking, so he just crosses his arms and stands there.
Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 159 hp /132 (27 are temp) Spells Tuesday January 31st, 2017 5:35:20 PM
Bosk smiles as Gimp appears before them. He remembers the creature's impish attitude, even with the Lord of Life and Death and recalls how the imp always referred to him as Bosky and Gargul as Bossy Man. Gimp, it has been too long. I hope all is well with you. Most of what you told me about my future has already come to pass. Tink is correct. The cult attacked us and it sounds like they are trying to bring forth the darker nature of Gargul's past and drawing power from it. We believe the head of the cult is the undead lich responsible for my parent's demise. If I recall correctly, her name was Vivian Taurbane. Any information we could gleam on the lich or its occult would be helpful, as would any insight into Gargul's feelings on the matter, though our first meeting did make it clear how he feels about those who would try to subvert his Grim.
DM Tanner Tuesday January 31st, 2017 11:27:58 PM
Master Gimp's mouth opens ever so slightly during your explanation, and stays that way.
"Wat." The imp looks thoroughly confused. "What's a Death Dragon? There's a whole cult of them!? And they're worshiping Bad-Gargul!? And casting spells!? AND THEY'RE LED BY A LICH!?"
He snaps his gaze to the priest. "Yorkie! Talk some sense. Is this legit?"
Father Eorcenbald clears his throat. "I have not confirmed it. It happened on the Southern Continent. They are members of the Dragon Consortium, now. It is a safe bet to trust them."
Gimp rubs his temples. "Frak. Fraaaaaaak. Frak frak frak. Okay. Okay, we can handle this." He looks at the Iron Dragons. "Sorry. One of the duties I perform for Bossy Man is keeping an eye on the physical plane. You mortals get into all sorts of trouble, and I have to keep him apprised of what's what. But this... this is new. Hold on." He puts his face in his hands and gently rocks back and forth, deep in thought.
After perhaps ten seconds, he gasps for air. "I got nothin'! I've never heard of these guys. I've never heard of anyone worshiping his dark side. I've NEVER heard of Bossy Man allowing no undead to cast spells!" He sighs dejectedly. "I guess I need to ask Gargul. Just a sec."
Gimp looks at the ceiling (while other planes of existence are hardly 'up,' it apparently is a universal sign of speaking to someone not present), and speaks. "Bossy Man! I have a question. Do you know anything about Death Dragons, Vivian Taurbane, or worshiping your bad side?"
After several seconds, Gimp furrows his eyebrows. "Uhh... Bossy Man?"
Several seconds. "Um, what? Bossy Man! Question about Death Dragons!"
Nothing.
Gimp looks at the party, his face obviously perplexed. "So.... I can't reach Bossy Man. I can FEEL him. I can sense his power. But... I can feel his power being blocked every time I think of the Death Dragons. Watch. Off. On! Off. On! Off. On!" He scratches his face. "That's never happened. Something is blocking me. Something is blocking whenever I try to ask about these Death Dragons. Even my empathy link is cut off when I think about it."
He looks at the priest. "Yorkie. This is super serious."
Eorcenbald nods. "I know."
Gimp raises an eyebrow. "Any ideas?"
Eorcenbald shakes his head. "None. Whatever it is, it is powerful. Someone does not want Gargul to be involved. Allow me to try." The priest closes his eyes and mumbles a prayer. After a few moments, he also furrows his eyebrows and raises his head. "Remarkable! I contacted Lord Gargul, felt his presence in my mind, and the moment I thought of the Death Dragons the link was cut like a door slamming shut."
Gimp looks at the Iron Dragons. "What about you guys? Any ideas?"
Sesha [AC 31 /21 To/29 Fl] | HP 100/125 | CMD 22] Wednesday February 1st, 2017 12:55:05 AM
"Could you tell Alemi, or one of the other gods? Or couldn't you simply teleport back to him and let him know in person? If you start a bunch of sentences and get cut off he's sure to think something is up."
RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 33/23/25 -- CMD 22 -- HP 176+10/176 -- Spells -- Active Effects Wednesday February 1st, 2017 5:30:28 AM
Tink looks at Gimp, aghast.
"Anything that could interupt or sever the connection between Gimp and Gargul is way beyond any power that I know of" she says to the group.
She turns back to Gimp "This may be perhaps the oddest question you've ever been asked, but are you able to determine whether Gargul is ok? I'm just fearful that the kind of power that could affect your contact with him may be the result of another deity. Specifically... Marteus"
Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 200/190 CMD = 22 Wednesday February 1st, 2017 8:54:31 AM
Beri ponders the situation for a moment. I suppose the first step is to test the limits of the spell itself, see what we CAN ask him.
For starters, "are you there?" See if normal communication is possible, not just a connection.
"do you know what is blocking our communication". It's an easy to miss edge case, and technically does not involve thinking of the Death Dragons.
We could simply ask "where" and trust Gargul to guide us to what we need, even if he can't convey anything about the situation.
We could just ask him if he wants to meet for a pint of beer. That in no way involves the currently blocked topics. And if Garret requests it any magical scrying or such on his intent will come up as pure and that he truly just thinking about filling his belly!
You know, if you really believe you are on the right side you would think that the last thing you would want is to block out the proof.
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:165/155 Ki:19/19 CMD: 37 SR: 26] Wednesday February 1st, 2017 10:06:43 AM
Garret knows little of the gods and even less about talking to them. His mind wanders to the outdoors and open plains and grasses...
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +16/+7/+13 CMD: +17 HP: 146/146 +10 Temp HP(Spells) Luck Points: 8/20 Wednesday February 1st, 2017 10:50:22 AM
Restlin realizes he's the only priest here who doesn't serve Gargul. Maybe whatever this is isn't powerful enough to affect another god.
He finds a corner and sits cross-legged, because that's what he thinks you should do when speaking to a god. "Wardd, Restlin here. I know I'm not much of a priest, but we have a situation down here. Something's stopping us from asking Gargul about 'Death Dragons.' Not even Gimp can manage it. That's worrisome. I know this isn't exactly up your alley, but any chance you could contact Gargul directly and...I don't know, see if he knows what's going on?"
He's not expecting a response, but he'll push his luck & find out.
Zane (JCC) AC 33, CMB 21, CMD 36, HP 240/240, Blindsence 60' Character Wednesday February 1st, 2017 1:23:32 PM "Then don't ask about the Death Dragons, just ask him if he knows where that Lich is. See if they are connected in the same protection. Then ask if he knows that there is a Powerful undead gathering power near Plateau City. They are both questions that are helpful, but skirt the edges of the Death Dragon cult." Zane chips in, hoping to be helpful.
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +16/+7/+13 CMD: +17 HP: 146/146 +10 Temp HP(Spells) Luck Points: 8/20 Wednesday February 1st, 2017 3:02:04 PM
Restin speaks up from the corner. "Or maybe just ask if Gargul can grant us an audience in person?"
He wonders why he didn't think of that first, but praying to Wardd probably never hurt anyone. Actually, that's probably not true...
Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 159 hp /132 (27 are temp) Spells Wednesday February 1st, 2017 11:23:19 PM Father Eorcenbald, can you tell if anyone is able to scry in here? Is there a possibility that they might be spying on us at this moment?
If it is not likely that others are observing this conversation he continues. Is there an infirmary or hospice house close by where someone might be passing on to see Gargul soon? If so, perhaps we could send him a message with them. If not, we might be forced to look elsewhere for information.
Gimp, I do not suppose you could offer us a boon. Some trinket or piece of knowledge that might help us on our way. As one of Gargul's Eyes I know some of you and Garul's history and the parts of Gargul's past they might be drawn to, but none of the specifics. Can you tell us if there are any special items or or locations that might have meaning or use to the occult? Anywhere we might start our investigation or anything we might wish to obtain before facing them again?
DM Tanner Wednesday February 1st, 2017 11:55:41 PM "Let me try." Gimp closes his eyes and concentrates, his face screwing up from the effort.
"He's there. He says he's fine. He says I'm being impertinent." He pauses for a few moments. "I can't even ask him about the block. Even thinking about the block is activating the block." Pause. "He says he does not know about any new major threats. That's about as specific as I can get and maintain a link." Pause. "I think he's concerned now. I keep breaking off. Hold on."
Nearly a minute passes in silence.
Gimp opens his eyes. "Okay. Bossy Man is concerned, which on a scale of seriousness from 1 to 10, is an 11. He knows I keep getting cut off, and that I'm trying to talk to him, and it only happens when I try to talk about a certain thing. I was able to ask him about undead in the area. He 'looked around' and found something funny near us. Some crazy-strong emanation." Gimp holds up a finger and points. "He said its that way. He couldn't get more specific. Too many overlapping auras. I don't know, I'm not a wizard."
Father Eorcenbald raises an eyebrow. "Exactly that way?"
Gimp looks at his finger, adjusts it half an inch. "Yep! That way."
Eorcenbald huffs. "Very well. Let me see... South by southeast... There is nothing but ocean! Until you reach," he purses his mouth in in thought. "Until you reach Farpoint Island. It is a small, rocky outcropping, over 100 leagues from the city proper. It has been charted many times, and every time confirmed to be nothing but rock, inhabited only by lichen and seabirds. But over the past several weeks, there have been ships missing. The town of Red Colt on the coast keeps us apprised of merchant traffic. Not many, perhaps half a dozen. It has been chalked up to storms or pirates or such, but now that I think about it... they would have all passed within a close distance to Farpoint Island."
Gimp speaks. "I asked Bossy Man about an audience. He asked why, and I lost the connection. He told me to stop goofing around." The imp grimaces. "I think Bossy Man is worried, and is going to look into things himself. You guys should probably do the same."
Restlin - Highlight to display spoiler: {"Hm? Sure, I'm bored anyway. Hold on... Gargul just called me a scoundrel and told me he's busy. Sorry." You find his response to be both disturbing and completely expected, as befits Wardd.}
RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 33/23/25 -- CMD 22 -- HP 176+10/176 -- Spells -- Active Effects Thursday February 2nd, 2017 8:10:28 AM
Tink nods. What she had hoped would be a peaceful meeting had instead filled fer with dread.
"Let's head back to Plateau and make some quick preparations. If something can interupt the connection between Gimp and Gargul, it's very powerful and very ... bad"
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:165/155 Ki:19/19 CMD: 37 SR: 26] Thursday February 2nd, 2017 8:10:44 AM
Garret gets up with the discussion turns to an island and looks for a window to look out. He longs for the out of doors again.
Sesha [AC 31 /21 To/29 Fl] | HP 100/125 | CMD 22] Thursday February 2nd, 2017 9:44:34 AM
Sesha feels a pang of sympathy for the imp. If anything had ever slid a wall of any kind between here and Serenbeth, she wasn't quite sure what she would do. She feels for the familiar mental presence of Pot-pot.
"You there, you lump of iron?
"Always, you snotty little witch."
She hadn't spoke much with the spirit companion lately, and felt slightly bad about it. She'd have to make up for it somehow. In the meantime though, there was work to be done.
"One. We should make a couple of assumptions. If Gimp is blocked from telling Gargul about this, we can assume that the blocker knows that we tried to report on the situation. So were probably going in with them waiting."
She holds up a her slender fingers and counts.
"Two. Lets assume that since they can kidnap ships in a radius around their island, they can scry it safely enough and that it's warded. A teleport in or flying over the surface might get us detected. I suggest we play sailor for awhile until they nab us."
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +16/+7/+13 CMD: +17 HP: 146/146 +10 Temp HP(Spells) Luck Points: 8/20 Thursday February 2nd, 2017 10:18:16 AM
Restlin chuckles, seemingly for no reason. "Seriously folks, you picked the wrong horse," he says to his friends without context. He knew Wardd was as likely to not speak with him as to speak with him, but he couldn't help but feel honored.
He stands. "Wouldn't playing sailor put the rest of the crew at risk? I'm sure Zane is an excellent sailor, but is it realistic to only have a single capable sailor crew an entire ship?"
It's not a rhetorical question. Restlin has no idea. "Anyway, you guys plan this. I haven't seat-of-my-pantsed one of these in a while. I think it's time..."
***
I'm officially on a luck quest. I'll do the random equipment & spells thing when we're ready to leave.
Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 200/190 CMD = 22 Thursday February 2nd, 2017 10:37:57 AM So Gargul is investigating... Bosk, any idea what would happen if Gargul was somehow completely blocked out of the Wold? I'm sure he is far stronger than one cult acting in his name, but it feels like they may be being led by a Power other than himself. And while I trust Gargul's strength, this cult could have been planning a trap for centuries... and if they are attacking now it would mean the trap is ready to be sprung.
Eorcenbald, you know the land better than we could ever hope to, do you have any suggestions on how we might get to Farpoint Island undetected?
I assume it will take some time before we have completed our plans... if it will be a while I would like to cast talk with animals and see if any fish or seabirds can provide any details on the missing ships and any other defenses or oddities they may have noticed recently.
Zane (JCC) AC 33, CMB 21, CMD 36, HP 240/240, Blindsence 60' Character Thursday February 2nd, 2017 12:48:51 PM
Zane thinks about the problem for a few minutes....."I know the majority of you are uncomfortable about sailing there.... There in one Boat in the Wold that a single person can control that could get us there. I've actually never seen it, but I've heard a lot about it, especially when i was sailing around following leads. I expect there was a lot of exaggeration involved, but it has been seen. It would require asking permission to borrow it from the group it belongs to over at Black Bird Lake and then just a few days to get it sailed where we need. It's called the Silver Swan, or Silver Goose or Silver Bird-something. It runs on magical fire, that's all I know, but we are looking for options....."
DM Tanner Thursday February 2nd, 2017 11:04:12 PM
Gimp shakes his head to Bosk's question (he sensed you were going to ask it). "Nope, Bosky. I've never heard of it."
"There is a ship you can take." Eorcenbald interjects. "It is the Shrieking Eel. It is ostensibly a merchant vessel, but is in actuality a ship crewed by militia commandos and used as a cover for clandestine operations. It can take you to the edge of the area where ships are disappearing. You could then use overland flight to reach the island. The Temple of Gargul would be happy to provide you with a scroll for each member of the Iron Dragons."
He licks his lips. Old man dry-mouth again. "Sturtavent! I know you're listening. Please arrange for a coach to Red Colt."
He looks to you again. "I think transportation to the coast can be ready within the hour. Is there anything else you need? I wish you could have more time to prepare, but swiftness is paramount."
Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 159 hp /132 (27 are temp) Spells Friday February 3rd, 2017 12:26:57 AM
Bosk nods as he listens. Gimp, do you know if anything relevant to Gargul's history ever took place on that island?
RobC - Katinka Hushfoot -- AC 33/23/25 -- CMD 22 -- HP 176+10/176 -- Spells -- Active Effects Friday February 3rd, 2017 7:25:57 AM
Tink starts pacing the floor anxiously. They're going to be off so soon on no doubt what might be their greatest challenge yet. Why, not even Korrine the Umbral Dragon could disrupt the bond between Gimp and Gargul.
"Could she?" Tink pauses "Naaahhhh"
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:165/155 Ki:19/19 CMD: 37 SR: 26] Friday February 3rd, 2017 8:38:03 AM
"Oh a boat ride? This should be fun. Does anyone have any idea WHY someone or something might want to not have Gargul find out about what's going on? I mean, if they are powerful enough to interfere, I imagine they're powerful enough to... hey, are we stepping into a battle between gods here?"
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +16/+7/+13 CMD: +17 HP: 146/146 +10 Temp HP(Spells) Luck Points: 8/20 d4+1=4 ; d12=2 ; d12=9 ; d12=4 ; d12=6 ; Friday February 3rd, 2017 11:48:05 AM
"I'll need to swing by my room before we go to drop some stuff off, but other than that I'm ready."
**
Luck quest items roll: 4
My ring of protection and Shiny automatically are allowed. The rest of my inventory is rolled randomly:
Amulet of natural armor +5 Maximize metamagic rod (whew) Detectivin' top hat Belt of physical prowess
**
Restlin puts the rest of his gear in his room, confident it will be kept safe. He skips off towards danger with a whistle on his lips...
Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 200/190 CMD = 22 Friday February 3rd, 2017 2:43:56 PM One could always use more time to prepare, but I suppose it can't be helped. I should be able to talk to the fish and birds while on the boat, it may actually be better that way, I'll be talking to the creatures nearer to the source.
Zane (JCC) AC 33, CMB 21, CMD 36, HP 240/240, Blindsence 60' Character Friday February 3rd, 2017 9:42:36 PM "Lets see.... because they are siphoning of his own Godly power and using it towards their own ends? I'd say that would be worth keeping secret from the Deity whose power you are stealing....." Zane says only 1/2 sarcastically.....
DM Tanner Friday February 3rd, 2017 10:33:26 PM
ooc: My children have lovingly shared their sickness with me. I will be posting tomorrow morning after a good night's sleep. Bleh.
Sesha [AC 31 /21 To/29 Fl] | HP 294/147 | CMD 22] Friday February 3rd, 2017 11:11:16 PM
Sesha is glad she pre-gamed her enchantments.
"I suppose it's time were off. "
DM Tanner Saturday February 4th, 2017 3:55:22 PM
As before in the court of the High Lord Mayor, Eorcenbald bids you to place your hands on each other's shoulders. Just before you leave, Gimp promises to continue doing his best to find out what is happening. The sacred chamber within the Temple of Gargul pops and you are once again in the presence of Sturtavent. He still sits on his throne wearing his regalia, but the chamber is empty save a few retainers and servants.
He rises. "We are scrying every member of the court, and thus far no one has given us cause for concern." He motions toward a side door, where Cailean stands at attention. "The crowds will recognize you, and mob you, if you are seen outside. Cailean will guide you through the manor to a back door. It leads to a private courtyard. Two carriages wait to take you to Red Colt. You will be accompanied by men without livery. They can have you to the coast in a few hours, and boarded on the Shrieking Eel soon after. Please, let us know if there is anything Plateau City can do to aid your quest."
Father Eorcenbald hands the party a scroll tube. "There are eight scrolls of overland flight, enchanted with enough strength to get you to the island and then some, in case of emergency."
Cailean opens the side door and beckons to you.
[ooc: Please post anything you would like to say, request, or prepare before leaving.]
You are led through the manor house, out the back door, and into the interior of two carriages. They bear no mark or heraldry, and neither do the men who accompany you on horseback. The drivers whip their reins and you speed through the city streets and countryside.
After perhaps four hours, you arrive in Red Colt. Peeking out the slats of the windows reveals a typical port city, filled with homes, shops, warehouses, and docks. The carriages drive right up to the dockyards, and stop in front of a gangplank. The Shrieking Eel is ready to receive you. The sailors on board, like the men who escorted you, bear no mark or heraldry. The captain of the vessel looks like the captain of any other merchant vessel, but his eyes dart back and forth with the wariness of a man expecting trouble. "Please come aboard and stow yourselves below deck. Quickly! You can come above deck after we have left the harbor."
You cross the gangplank and step around sailors in trousers and bare feet hauling ropes, hoisting sails, and making ready for departure. Below deck you find several cots arranged around piles of crates and barrels. Obviously this is no passenger liner, but it will do for now.
The captain and crew are eerily silent. They prepare their ship without the barking orders typical of sailors, and you feel the Shrieking Eel leave the dock, swivel, and make for the open sea.
DM Tanner Saturday February 4th, 2017 3:57:45 PM END SCENE
You each gain 35,000 xp.
DM Hugh will be posting on Monday.
Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 159 hp /132 (27 are temp) Spells Sunday February 5th, 2017 4:55:34 PM
Bosk begins packing us his stuff as he prepares to head out. Are we ready to do this?
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:35/31/29; +4 vs AOO HP:165/155 Ki:19/19 CMD: 37 SR: 26] Monday February 6th, 2017 9:33:16 AM
As they are ushered towards the back door, Garret mumbles, "Brought in in celebration, but then sneaking out the back door? What kind of heroes are we?"
As they ride in the carriages, Garret watches out the window, taking in the scenery as much as possible. When they get to the port, he moves quickly and quietly onto the ship. He scrambles below and looks for a window so he can watch the port in action as they depart.
Restlin (Carl) -- AC +16/+7/+13 CMD: +17 HP: 146/146 +10 Temp HP(Spells) Luck Points: 8/20 Monday February 6th, 2017 11:37:36 AM
Restlin thanks Sturtavent, Eorcenbald, and their tailor for the amazing treatment they've received. He also makes a point to thank the servants who've been so attentive. He takes aside whichever servant seems to be most attentive. "I've left several valuable items in my room. Luck quests dictate I take only a few things and trust in Wardd and myself to make it through. Please do see that they're left undisturbed." He tries not to sound haughty when he says this.
That done, he's ready to go.
Zane (JCC) AC 33, CMB 21, CMD 36, HP 240/240, Blindsence 60' Character Monday February 6th, 2017 1:55:00 PM
Zane, feeling at home on the water, finds it weird that the sailors are so silent, he's used to the shouting of both the Captain and the First Mate as ships take sail. Either this is an unusually competent crew or they have some sort of silent communications similar to the rings their own group has. He finds the Captain, "Sir, Name's Zane Stormfront, if you need any assistance, just let me know. I haven't done much sailing up here in the North, but I've spent years at sea in the Southern Oceans." Unless the Captain says something immediately, Zane moves away and stays out of the way as best as possible. Over the link, "Don't try and help unless asked, but if there is an attack, well, you can figure that out for yourself. Just stay alert and ready."
Beriothian -- AC:32/17/30 HP: 200/190 CMD = 22 Monday February 6th, 2017 9:14:35 PM
Beri watches as Restlin pulls out a handful of items for this quest and can't help but notice that Wardd seems to be watching out for his follower. Hopefully it's a sign that Wardd will be watching out for them, and not that it's going to be so rough that Wardd felt the need to stack the deck to avoid the fun ending too quickly. He chooses to trust it's the former. *** Greetings Captain, thank you for having us aboard your ship. Beri keeps the niceties short and follows the others quickly out of view from prying eyes..
Bosk AC: Hasted (34/17/29) CMD: 34 159 hp /132 (27 are temp) Spells Monday February 6th, 2017 11:40:23 PM
The Horned cleric makes a quick stop by the Catacombs to finish up his preparations, as well as a trip to the Red Wyrm Inn and other major landmarks just to say he was there. He even stops by a few local spots to try and acquire a few local recipes, beer and spirits.
As they prepare to head out Bosk thanks the High Lord Mayor and Father Eorcenbald for their help. Please keep the details of our mission a secret for now, but let the people know we have preparations to make. Have food sent up to our rooms and act as if e are still here. I have not doubt that our enemy has eyes around town, and with any luck we can mislead them. Your help has been much appreciated.
Sesha [AC 31 /21 To/29 Fl] | HP 294/147 | CMD 22] Tuesday February 7th, 2017 12:06:49 AM
Sesha watches Restlin curiously.
"Luck quest? What's that?"
It seemed a little strange, leaving perfectly good advantages behind and heading out to see what happens.
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