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F HP: 10/10, AC: 16/12/14, F+2 +2 vs poison, R+4, W+2 +2 vs mind affecting///CMD 12, Perc+6, Init +4, Low light vision Nagaji Mesmerist 1

I 'think' i've purchased what i needed. Extra potions, flasks & scrolls.
And sure enough, by the time we need something in particular, we don't have it. ^^

"Beat them up? How crude. We should try talking first, and beating sense into people later if they become unfriendly."

Inside the tavern, which Sophia finds to have a weird name, she wastes little time to lighten the mood inside.
No music, she had to do something about it.

Take 10 for 18 on singing.
She sings a song about lush jungles, expeditions in exotic places yielding wonders, and the blessings of life.

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Spells -/3/3/2 | Laughing Touch 8/8 | Inspired |GM Reroll +2| HP 39/39 | AC 13 (T 13 FF 10) | Init +5 | Perception +0 | Saves 7/6/6 | CMD 15 | 6 Sorceress (Fey) | Female Aasimar

Sheela seems to be in a daze until the crowd breaks off.

"Devil Dregs...lovely." She rolls her eyes.

"Duh, let's head in. They can't resist our charms, anyway."

Sheela assists Sophia, providing a harmony.
Aid Another: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
...or not.

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F HP: 10/10, AC: 16/12/14, F+2 +2 vs poison, R+4, W+2 +2 vs mind affecting///CMD 12, Perc+6, Init +4, Low light vision Nagaji Mesmerist 1

You could take 10 for that.

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Trade Princess Tiffany | Female grippli druid 6 | HP: 54/54 | AC: 17 / T: 13 / FF: 15 | Fort: +8, Ref: +5, Will: +9 | CMB: +6, CMD: 18 | Init: +4, Perception: +13 | Conditions: 1 Strength damage

Tiffany hops along with the others. "Oh wow, this part of town reminds me of Kibwe's black market." She sniffs into the air a few times, the smell of old fish of no bother to her.

As the group makes their way in, Tiffany is nearly squeezed out by the taller and burlier folk. "HEY!!! Let... Me... Through!" She shoves her way through the crowd and moves towards Sophia and Sheela's singing.

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DEAD Human Slayer 3 HP 31/31 | AC 18, T 12, FF 17 | Fort +5, Ref +5, Will +2 (+2 vs Fear) | Init +1 | Perc +6 | SM +6 Effects:

Don't believe you can take 10 to assist

On the way Mort will see what he knows, if anything of the Devil's Dregs Knowledge:Local: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18 and will fill in the group as they walk. Once arriving he'll take a quick look around the outside, noting entrances especially, before heading inside. Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19

Inside
He enters the tavern with his head held high and his chest out, a look of confidence on his face. He makes sure his sword scabbard can be seen behind his cloak to remind anyone trouble will be returned in a big way. "Hell of a place this is." He says scanning the room as he watches the new live entertainment.

The Exchange

Resources:
Wand of CLW , 43 charges, alchemist’s fire, acid flask, tanglefoot bag, holy water and antitoxin
Active Conditions: none Male human (Taldan) rogue (unchained, knife master) 3 | HP 25/25 | AC 18 , T 14, FF 14 | F: +2, R: +6, W: 0 | CMD 19 | Perc. +5 | Init. +7

"Nothing wrong with chatting first, right?" Yorad agrees as he follows the others into the dark, dingy tavern.

Just like coming home!

He also scans the area, making sure he knows of the quick escape route that all taverns seem to share. Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20


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Mort knows that the Devil’s Dregs is popular with dock workers for its cheap ale, and with Absalom’s criminal class for being a place where the staff ask no questions, and have recurrent bouts of amnesia whenever the City Guard visit. They are known to turn a blind eye to all dealings within. The wines are often watered down, but their homebrew, Devil’s Dregs Ale, is supposed to be a tasty if somewhat salty brew. They offer fried bread and kippers that are pretty good, but the rest of the appetizers are of the most dubious quality.

The crowd enjoys Sophia’s song. “Snake babe, sing another!” As for Sheela’s harmony... Well, at least she’s easy on the eyes. A few dock workers pat their laps inviting Sheela to sit. “Pretty thing like you doesn’t need to sing for her supper! Come, have a drink with me!”

Despite its sizable taproom, the Devil’s Dregs seems filled to capacity. The smells of cheap ale, unwashed bodies, and thick pipe smoke mix in the crowded room, as tightly squeezed contestants push and shove their way about the tavern. As one might expect in the Docks district, the tavern extends over the harbor, and beneath the floor lies the silty, brackish water of Absalom’s wide bay. The dim light of the tavern’s few lanterns exposes few specifics about the patrons or the surroundings.

Right now, everyone’s milling restlessly. You think that if you want seats, you may need to grab them now.

Can everyone place yourselves on Slide Three?

Mort and Yorad notice a number of potential exits. Aside from the front doors from the shore, a set of double doors leads out of the tavern onto rickety piers in the center of both the east and west walls, and a number of windows look out over the harbor to the south. For those who swim, the quickest exit may be the pool in the middle of the floor. You’ve also noticed some sort of service exit, but it seems attached to a storage area behind the bar.

Sovereign Court

DEAD Human Slayer 3 HP 31/31 | AC 18, T 12, FF 17 | Fort +5, Ref +5, Will +2 (+2 vs Fear) | Init +1 | Perc +6 | SM +6 Effects:

Mort will head in and grab a seat and holler up towards the bar "Gimme a Dreg Ale and some kippers n hotsauce!" He then lets his eyes wander the room for anyone he may recognize as he sips on his beer and (hopefully) enjoys the kippers.

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Trade Princess Tiffany | Female grippli druid 6 | HP: 54/54 | AC: 17 / T: 13 / FF: 15 | Fort: +8, Ref: +5, Will: +9 | CMB: +6, CMD: 18 | Init: +4, Perception: +13 | Conditions: 1 Strength damage

"Come on, Bebop. This place is crowded. Let's get a seat by that nice pool!" Tiffany looks at the table in the center of the bar, but feels a little overwhelmed by the masses. Feeling most comfortable with the friendly human lady, Tiffany looks up at Corona with a friendly smile. "Corona, why don't you join us? Quick, before someone else takes this seat!" She sits on one chair and stretches her legs out onto the other as a way of calling dibs.

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Spells -/3/3/2 | Laughing Touch 8/8 | Inspired |GM Reroll +2| HP 39/39 | AC 13 (T 13 FF 10) | Init +5 | Perception +0 | Saves 7/6/6 | CMD 15 | 6 Sorceress (Fey) | Female Aasimar

"Huh. Something is off with my voice. I'll just take some water, thank you." Sheela sits next to Mort. "Tough crowd. They should lighten up a bit."

The Exchange

Resources:
Wand of CLW , 43 charges, alchemist’s fire, acid flask, tanglefoot bag, holy water and antitoxin
Active Conditions: none Male human (Taldan) rogue (unchained, knife master) 3 | HP 25/25 | AC 18 , T 14, FF 14 | F: +2, R: +6, W: 0 | CMD 19 | Perc. +5 | Init. +7

Yorad takes a seat opposite Mort and waves the barmaid over. "Make that two of 'em!" As he wolfs down his kippers he keeps a close eyes on the proceedings.

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F HP: 10/10, AC: 16/12/14, F+2 +2 vs poison, R+4, W+2 +2 vs mind affecting///CMD 12, Perc+6, Init +4, Low light vision Nagaji Mesmerist 1

Sophia bows slightly in appreciation of the flattery and liking of her singing.

"It would be my pleasure."

She tries to find a table that might not be occupied yet, as a small stage.

Singing: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

"Oooh.....hear me now, all you men,
a song about the infamous ten.
Each of them, exterior rough,
in combat prowess, all were tough."

(Melodious humming)

"Living by their wits and not the laws,
they exploited society's fatal flaws.
Nei~~ther, angels, nor evil were they by heart,
if ever chased, they evaded guards by their smart.
Though unpredictable, in actions and mind,
great injustice was paid in kind."

(Melodious humming)

"Infamous ten, those diamonds so rough,
adventure and glory, it was never enough.
Where laws fell short, they seized their time,
a merchant so rich, then not worth a dime.
Him poorer then, their pockets filled,
infamy and glory, were then instilled."

(Melodious humming)

"I want no man, who's ever lawful and plain,
what i want is such a man, with whom my life was not in vain.
Exciting they were, those infamous ten,
adventurous and street smart, those are my kind of men."

As she sang, she sometimes made playful eye contact with the men who she deemed the song would most fit.

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DEAD Human Slayer 3 HP 31/31 | AC 18, T 12, FF 17 | Fort +5, Ref +5, Will +2 (+2 vs Fear) | Init +1 | Perc +6 | SM +6 Effects:

Mort claps along with the crowd in appreciation of the tune from Sophia. "Well done! Great song Lady, that earned a free drink from me!" He then looks to the others cheering and goads them along "I think the rest of you owe her something as well!" As he tries to enhance her stature among the tavern. Diplomacy Aid: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9 But it doesn't quite hit the mark.


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People buy Sophia drinks, but several tavern patrons toss stale pretzels in Mort's direction for trying to tell them what to do. "Shove it, Snowflake!" one says dismissively.

Anyone want to give me perceptions or knowledge local rolls to assess who's in this crowd?

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DEAD Human Slayer 3 HP 31/31 | AC 18, T 12, FF 17 | Fort +5, Ref +5, Will +2 (+2 vs Fear) | Init +1 | Perc +6 | SM +6 Effects:

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13
Local: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Mort will pick up the state pretzel and salute the crowd before eating it and continuing to drink more ale.

The Exchange

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Resources:
Wand of CLW , 43 charges, alchemist’s fire, acid flask, tanglefoot bag, holy water and antitoxin
Active Conditions: none Male human (Taldan) rogue (unchained, knife master) 3 | HP 25/25 | AC 18 , T 14, FF 14 | F: +2, R: +6, W: 0 | CMD 19 | Perc. +5 | Init. +7

"Smooth as silk there Mort!" Yorad grins as he tosses a silver at his teammate Sophia. "Sorry, MiLady but I don't think I meet yer standards!"

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15

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F HP: 10/10, AC: 16/12/14, F+2 +2 vs poison, R+4, W+2 +2 vs mind affecting///CMD 12, Perc+6, Init +4, Low light vision Nagaji Mesmerist 1

Sophia happily drinks with those patrons, though will stick to weaker drinks, as she'd sing poorly if she has too much of the stronger stuff.

Take 10 for 18 on diplomacy for juicy or useful gossip.

Silver Crusade

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HP: 52/52 l AC: 17, T 11, FF 16 l CMD 18 l F +5, R +4, W +8, +10 vs. madness/confusion l Aging Touch (2/2), Knowledge of the Ages (3/4), Speed/Slow Time (1/1), Time Flicker (7/7 min), Time Hop (70/70 ft.) l L1: 5/7, L2: 5/7, L3: 2/5 l Init +5 l Senses: Perception +2
Skills:
Diplomacy +10, Intimidate +15, Kn. History +8, Kn. Religion +7, Kn. Planes +13, Profession: Baker +12, Sense Motive +6, Spellcraft +7
Female Human Oracle (Dual-Cursed) 7 | Active Conditions:

"Oh, okay! I'd love to sit with you and Bebop," Corona smiles as she settles in with Tiffany at a table near the water. She too claps and hollers appreciatively as Sophia's voice fills the dingy tavern with song.

"Woo! Another, sing another!" she cheers. Then she glances over at Tiffany and whispers, "This is pretty fun so far, isn't it? Hey, did New Friend Mort just eat off the floor...?"

As the people in the tavern continue to mill about, Corona looks around with some curiosity as she finally gets around to ordering a drink. "Oh! I'll try the Dreg Ale, please!"

We're supposed to watch for something, right? I wonder if we'll know it when we see it?

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18


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Mort, the kippers with hot sauce were fresh and tasty. The pretzel is neither. However your little bow gets some scattered applause. Alas with that roll, all you notice is that the place is really filling up with people, and most of them are armed.

Others among you notice that there is one hulky tien guy standing in ornamental armor and scowling at the crowd, and that the crowd is a mix of adventurers, some Pathfinders and some not.

Sovereign Court

F HP: 10/10, AC: 16/12/14, F+2 +2 vs poison, R+4, W+2 +2 vs mind affecting///CMD 12, Perc+6, Init +4, Low light vision Nagaji Mesmerist 1

Ah, forgot the perception.

What do i see?: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

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DEAD Human Slayer 3 HP 31/31 | AC 18, T 12, FF 17 | Fort +5, Ref +5, Will +2 (+2 vs Fear) | Init +1 | Perc +6 | SM +6 Effects:
Yorad wrote:
"Smooth as silk there Mort!"

Mort nods as he finally gets the pretzel down and finishes off his beer. "Ya I shoulda known better than trying to pry coins out of a sailors purse without the proper hardware."

Sense Motive DC18 Free for Yorad:
Bluff Pass Secret Message: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 4 + 1 = 18 "That's what gets it done around here..." as he nods discreetly to the ample cleavage falling out of Sheela's shirt.

The Exchange

Resources:
Wand of CLW , 43 charges, alchemist’s fire, acid flask, tanglefoot bag, holy water and antitoxin
Active Conditions: none Male human (Taldan) rogue (unchained, knife master) 3 | HP 25/25 | AC 18 , T 14, FF 14 | F: +2, R: +6, W: 0 | CMD 19 | Perc. +5 | Init. +7

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Yorad takes a long draw of ale and nods in reply. "I completely agree! By the way, did you notice our lady singer has gathered an audience ?" He inclines his head toward the direction of the Tien warrior.


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Sophia:
You see some people wearing nifty red and black armor with some sort of bug motif, and weird looking helmets under their arms. The helmets look bug-like, with antennae. You also see the flash of a bronze badge that gets taken out by one person and hastily stuffed under a cloak a few seconds later. The Tien guy in the ornate lamellar armor is unshaven, and has a demonic motif on his helm. He orders some wine, only to cough and spit it out later.

Although I have not filled the tavern with minis, assume every seat around you is taken, and people are still piling in...

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DEAD Human Slayer 3 HP 31/31 | AC 18, T 12, FF 17 | Fort +5, Ref +5, Will +2 (+2 vs Fear) | Init +1 | Perc +6 | SM +6 Effects:

Mort nods in response to Yorad then orders another ale, as well as one for whoever else at the table would like one. He sips on this one though to make it last as he checks out the room. He focuses on anyone with an exotic looking weapon or spellcasting/holy symbols showing.

Sovereign Court

Spells -/3/3/2 | Laughing Touch 8/8 | Inspired |GM Reroll +2| HP 39/39 | AC 13 (T 13 FF 10) | Init +5 | Perception +0 | Saves 7/6/6 | CMD 15 | 6 Sorceress (Fey) | Female Aasimar

Sheela claps along with the song. "Incredible! I have a lot to learn from you, Sophia."

Perception: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (19) + 0 = 19

"Did anyone notice that individual, over there? With the funny armor? I think he's our target. From Tien, correct?"

Sheela stands up and approaches the man. "Greetings, kind sir. What are you doing here? You stand out like a sore thumb! I'm Sheela. From the Kolphan family. Pleased to meet you."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

Silver Crusade

HP: 52/52 l AC: 17, T 11, FF 16 l CMD 18 l F +5, R +4, W +8, +10 vs. madness/confusion l Aging Touch (2/2), Knowledge of the Ages (3/4), Speed/Slow Time (1/1), Time Flicker (7/7 min), Time Hop (70/70 ft.) l L1: 5/7, L2: 5/7, L3: 2/5 l Init +5 l Senses: Perception +2
Skills:
Diplomacy +10, Intimidate +15, Kn. History +8, Kn. Religion +7, Kn. Planes +13, Profession: Baker +12, Sense Motive +6, Spellcraft +7
Female Human Oracle (Dual-Cursed) 7 | Active Conditions:

"Psst...Tiffany! Check out the guy with the weird armor over there," Corona whispers. "He looks like he just swallowed a bug or something...I wonder if he's the agent guy we're supposed to watch for-oh! There goes Sheela, I guess she spotted him too. Let's see what happens!"

The Exchange

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Trade Princess Tiffany | Female grippli druid 6 | HP: 54/54 | AC: 17 / T: 13 / FF: 15 | Fort: +8, Ref: +5, Will: +9 | CMB: +6, CMD: 18 | Init: +4, Perception: +13 | Conditions: 1 Strength damage

Tiffany turns to look at the bulky eastern man. "He swallowed a bug? Oh, perhaps he'll share?" she naively says. "Well, Sheela certainly isn't the shy type! The masked woman did say a lot about a Tien man, didn't she? Maybe that's him."

Sovereign Court

F HP: 10/10, AC: 16/12/14, F+2 +2 vs poison, R+4, W+2 +2 vs mind affecting///CMD 12, Perc+6, Init +4, Low light vision Nagaji Mesmerist 1

"From Tien? Tian-Xia, luv."

"Besides, there's some unusual people in the back, and over there."
She vaguely points at people wearing insect like outfits, and likewise someone who was quickly stashing a badge.

But that's trivial for now.

Seeing someone from her home continent, she decides to have a talk with him as well.
While Sheela makes initial contact, Sophia will join the conversation if things will seem to escalate.

At first she speaks to the bartender.
"Maybe...your wine has lost its flavor."

Diplomacy to tien man /obvious samurai: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27
"ご挨拶、名誉ある戦士。 あなたはどんな土地から来ますか?"

Tien:

"Greetings, honored warrior. From what land do you come?"

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DEAD Human Slayer 3 HP 31/31 | AC 18, T 12, FF 17 | Fort +5, Ref +5, Will +2 (+2 vs Fear) | Init +1 | Perc +6 | SM +6 Effects:

Mort sips his ale and continues to check out the room while trying his best to listen in on the ladies conversation but someone nearby is a bit of a loud talker that drowns it all out. perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

I'll be out for the rest of the day, check back in tonight.


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Sheela Kolphan wrote:
Sheela stands up and approaches the man. "Greetings, kind sir. What are you doing here? You stand out like a sore thumb! I'm Sheela. From the Kolphan family. Pleased to meet you."

The samurai looks with confusion at both hands as Sheela speaks to him. “No, I assure you. My hands work fine, ready to fight. No injury.” He nods warily to you, and looks at you, puzzled.

Knowledge Local: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20
....which does him no good because he has no Knowledge Planes...

“I am... Hiro.” He stands awkwardly and uncertain for a moment, not bowing, just letting the lack of a second name hang there.

Sophia Palescale wrote:

At first she speaks to the bartender.

"Maybe...your wine has lost its flavor."

Diplomacy to tien man /obvious samurai:
"ご挨拶、名誉ある戦士。 あなたはどんな土地から来ますか?"

The bartender takes a sip of his own wine, scowls, and then looks to Sophia. “Naw, it’s had the same taste it always has, love. Don’t like it, drink the ale instead.”

The tien man studies Sophia, and then nods courteously, clearly recognizing her as being from his homeland.

Knowledge Local: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19

“「私はミンカイから来ています。私の家族は私の剣です。あなたが私を赦してくれるなら、私は魅力的であっても、芸者に話をするのはここではありません。” He pauses, uncertainly, his face anxious. “競争するチケット?私は恐ろしいワインでこの場所に来なければならないと聞きました。”

Tien:
“I hail from Minkai. My family is my sword. If you will excuse me, I came here to fight, not to converse with geishas, no matter how lovely or charming. I am here for the tournament, and the tournament alone.”

“Unless... Do you know how to get a ticket to compete? I heard I must come to this crowded, dirty place with its terrible wine.”

The Exchange

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Trade Princess Tiffany | Female grippli druid 6 | HP: 54/54 | AC: 17 / T: 13 / FF: 15 | Fort: +8, Ref: +5, Will: +9 | CMB: +6, CMD: 18 | Init: +4, Perception: +13 | Conditions: 1 Strength damage

Tiffany listens to the foreign language intently. "What are they saying, Corona? Do you understand it?" She then throws both of her deep green hands in the air to wave down the barkeep. If anyone was going to get his attention in this noisy place, it was going to be her. "HEY! You there! Excuse me, what's it take for a girl to get some sake in here? I'm told it's the Tian specialty. I'd love to try it! Bring a few cups for my friends here, too. ... Please."

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F HP: 10/10, AC: 16/12/14, F+2 +2 vs poison, R+4, W+2 +2 vs mind affecting///CMD 12, Perc+6, Init +4, Low light vision Nagaji Mesmerist 1

From homeland will be taken relatively wide. :)
I saw a map, Minkai is farthest NE, Nagajor farthest SW.
But it's easily plausible the trade ship she came on went to Minkai as well. ^^

Sophia smiles.
"私は芸者ではありませんが、私はそれを賛辞、ヒロさんとします。 エルフの女性と私自身も参加して来ました。 私たちが聞いたことから、誰かが競技会への参加方法を発表します。"

Tien:

"I'm not a geisha, but i will take that as a compliment, Hiro-san. The elf lady and myself have arrived to participate as well. From what we have heard, there will be someone making an announcement about how to enter the competition."

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Spells -/3/3/2 | Laughing Touch 8/8 | Inspired |GM Reroll +2| HP 39/39 | AC 13 (T 13 FF 10) | Init +5 | Perception +0 | Saves 7/6/6 | CMD 15 | 6 Sorceress (Fey) | Female Aasimar

Sheela observes Sophia keenly. "Hmm. You two seem to be hitting it off." She giggles.


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The samurai pauses, brows furrowed. "No, you do not understand. I have not hit anyone yet. I save that for the tournament." For Sheela's sake, he tries to stick with his slow and awkward Taldan. "So Geishas, we must... wait? Very well then."

Now that Sophia has pointed the other groups out, the rest of you see the guys in the strange red and black uniforms with a bug motif. Their helmets, held under their arms, have red antennae on them. The other group... Well it is hard to tell who Sophia meant. This place is crowded, and half the people have long cloaks. Still in that general direction there is a group that includes a burly half-orc with a great sword and some sort of holy symbol.

Knowledge Religion, DC 10:
Yep, the holy symbol is for Gorum.

No, it is not Oloch!

The Exchange

Resources:
Wand of CLW , 43 charges, alchemist’s fire, acid flask, tanglefoot bag, holy water and antitoxin
Active Conditions: none Male human (Taldan) rogue (unchained, knife master) 3 | HP 25/25 | AC 18 , T 14, FF 14 | F: +2, R: +6, W: 0 | CMD 19 | Perc. +5 | Init. +7

Yorad continues to sip on his ale, knowing he needed to keep his wits about him. Seeing Sophia taking the Tian warrior into the palm of her hand he decides to concentrate upon the other groups.

Knowledge Religion: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Not sure who those bug-people are but I don't like the look of them...wonder who that half-orc pays his allegiance to?

The Exchange

Trade Princess Tiffany | Female grippli druid 6 | HP: 54/54 | AC: 17 / T: 13 / FF: 15 | Fort: +8, Ref: +5, Will: +9 | CMB: +6, CMD: 18 | Init: +4, Perception: +13 | Conditions: 1 Strength damage

DC 10 so...
Knowledge (Untrained) Religion: 1d20 ⇒ 6

Tiffany notices the half-orc with the holy symbol, but can't make out who he may worship. Rather, she's much more interested in the insect uniforms anyway, and she can't stop staring at the hypnotizing red antennae. "Do you think these people are bug farmers? Or perhaps they worship the Queen of Vermin. No, must be bug farmers... Demon lord worship is unlikely in Absalom, I would think." She keeps an eye on them either way.

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Spells -/3/3/2 | Laughing Touch 8/8 | Inspired |GM Reroll +2| HP 39/39 | AC 13 (T 13 FF 10) | Init +5 | Perception +0 | Saves 7/6/6 | CMD 15 | 6 Sorceress (Fey) | Female Aasimar

"No, I mean..." Sheela shakes her head. "Language. My apologies. It is good to see you here."

Knowledge(Religion), Untrained: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

"And what's with the bug men? Strange."

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F HP: 10/10, AC: 16/12/14, F+2 +2 vs poison, R+4, W+2 +2 vs mind affecting///CMD 12, Perc+6, Init +4, Low light vision Nagaji Mesmerist 1

Kn. Religion, (untrained) : 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (14) - 1 = 13
I passed? Nice.

Sophia says her goodbye to Hiro-san, when the others are mumbling about the other patrons she had pointed out.

"確かに、我々は待つだけです。 それでもすぐに人々の数があればそれが起こります。
次の会合まで私は今、私の仲間と話をしなければなりません。
あなたの道に笑顔を浮かべてください、ヒロさん。"

Tien:

"Indeed, we can only wait. Yet it will happen soon, given the number of people here.
I must speak to my companions now, until we meet next.
May the Kami smile upon your path, Hiro-san."

^
May good luck be on your way.

Back over with the others, she has now a better look of the half-orc.
"Hrm....that symbol he's wearing. I've seen it before at a dispute.
Ah yes, i think that deity was named Gorum, a god of battle and conflict."


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Kiang Zhen

Without warning, a flash of smoke flares up from the center of the tavern floor. As it clears, a towering, golden-skinned humanoid of hideous and terrifying countenance steps forth, ebon teeth gleaming fiendishly. Standing before the crowd, she greets them with a slow and gracious bow, yet her eyes never look away.

The creature gestures to call the crowd’s attention, and one by one they fall silent.

“Good evening and allow me to introduce myself, I am called Kiang Zhen. My sifu, Xho Nuo, the Emissary of the Ruby Phoenix, wishes for me to tell all of you that he is most pleased to see so many of you eager to attend the tournament. It is his desire that everyone please find a table and make yourselves comfortable at his expense.”

The room becomes increasingly packed as contestants file in, and barely a minute later arriving contestants quickly fill all remaining tables leaving the tavern with standing room only – yet more and more continue to fill the place out – it is tightly packed and it is a struggle to both keep a hold of your own food and drink as well as dodging the spilled food and drink of others.

A short time later…

”Again, your attention please. I regret to inform all of you that Sifu Xho Nuo will not be present this evening, though he has appointed me to speak on his behalf.”

”To speak with candor, there are many who wish the Sifu dead and wish to steal from him the ancient secrets he was appointed to guard. This comes as no surprise to the Emissary, for he has been charged with the protection of a great and terrible power. Even now, in this very room, some of these same individuals sit amongst us. To them I say, Sifu knows who you are and fears you not. He even entreats you to join the Ruby Phoenix Tournament, for he shall not compromise the primary intention of the contest – to find the world’s greatest martial artist. Rest assured, this tournament shall test the mettle of its contestants, regardless of their intentions. Competition shall be fierce and violent without regard for contestants lives. That is your concern – not mine, not the Emissary’s. Those who fail might be lucky enough to walk away with their lives. For this reason, there are few places where our tournament is truly welcome. Thus, given the nature of the tournament and other circumstances, the Emissary has expressed to me the need to retain secrecy. However, I assure you he shall make an appearance before the end of the qualifying round.”

”Lastly, I have noticed many of you have come as teams. This is good, for initially, you may need help from allies you trust.” The beast pauses for a moment, letting his dark, pupil-less gaze hover upon the crowd. From his belt he unfastens a leather satchel and holds it aloft before the crowd. “I have here 100 rubies. On the morrow, fifty of these rubies will begin to glow, and those individuals or groups in possession of one such gem shall be contacted by one of our agents, who will give them the details of where the first event of the qualifier will take place.” then with a wide and wild grin he says “And so it begins!”

On his final words, he tosses the bag into the air, sending the rubies scattering everywhere. The next moment, he vanishes, leaving behind only a vaporous wisp.

Sovereign Court

F HP: 10/10, AC: 16/12/14, F+2 +2 vs poison, R+4, W+2 +2 vs mind affecting///CMD 12, Perc+6, Init +4, Low light vision Nagaji Mesmerist 1

Wow, he sure is ugly. But that's what an oni is anyway.

She looks swiftly at Hiro.
"今あなたのチャンスです、ヒロさん.", and she gives him a playfull wink.

Tien:

"Now is your chance, Hiro-san."

Sophia wastes no time either.

""Quickly, grab one, we've got to pick up and vanish, before they attack us to steal one."

She starts a lullaby, in attempt to dull the focus of the nearby contestants.
All those failing DC 15 will save take a -5 penalty on perception.


"Doom Girl" // ♫ // ◇ ◈ ↺ // PbP Events // // PbP GM Kit // Year of Fortune's Fall // DA Duology Maps

Rubies are flying everywhere in the air! Sophia is right, go get yourself a gem if you can! Hundreds of people in this room are now scrambling on the floor, though some, lulled by Sophia's lullaby, are moving slower than the others.

SURPRISE ROUND

If you are have combat reflexes (or some other feat or class feature that prevents you from being flat-footed) you may act in the surprise round to catch a ruby flying through the air with a DC 22 reflex save.

ROUND ONE

Everyone may roll perception checks. If you get a 20 or better, you find a shimmering ruby rolling around on the floor. Go to it!

Sovereign Court

F HP: 10/10, AC: 16/12/14, F+2 +2 vs poison, R+4, W+2 +2 vs mind affecting///CMD 12, Perc+6, Init +4, Low light vision Nagaji Mesmerist 1

Makes me wonder how many people have combat reflexes right now ^^.

Edit:
I've rolled my 1st action, am i still focused enough to roll for perception?

Sovereign Court

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Spells -/3/3/2 | Laughing Touch 8/8 | Inspired |GM Reroll +2| HP 39/39 | AC 13 (T 13 FF 10) | Init +5 | Perception +0 | Saves 7/6/6 | CMD 15 | 6 Sorceress (Fey) | Female Aasimar

"You don't need to tell me twice."

Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 11

"That's a lot of rubies- oh, watch them go!" Sheela is distracted by the shiny display and the inevitable chaos that follows.

Silver Crusade

HP: 52/52 l AC: 17, T 11, FF 16 l CMD 18 l F +5, R +4, W +8, +10 vs. madness/confusion l Aging Touch (2/2), Knowledge of the Ages (3/4), Speed/Slow Time (1/1), Time Flicker (7/7 min), Time Hop (70/70 ft.) l L1: 5/7, L2: 5/7, L3: 2/5 l Init +5 l Senses: Perception +2
Skills:
Diplomacy +10, Intimidate +15, Kn. History +8, Kn. Religion +7, Kn. Planes +13, Profession: Baker +12, Sense Motive +6, Spellcraft +7
Female Human Oracle (Dual-Cursed) 7 | Active Conditions:

Slightly Earlier

"Aw...I don't have a clue," Corona frowns as she tries to listen in on the conversation but can't make heads or tails of it. "I've heard there's spells for that but I don't have a clue about those, either. Guess it'll have to stay a mystery for now..."

Kn. Religion (DC 10): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14

"Oh! That half-orc back there is wearing Gorum's symbol, New Friend Tiffany. I guess that makes sense, with this being for a fighting tournament and all...there's probably lots of them here in the crowd."

Then she looks over at the 'bug farmers' that Tiffany points out. "Wow! Bug farmers or not, those are neat costumes! I wonder where they bought them? That's so neat that their entire team decided to dress up together - now I wish we'd have thought of it too..."

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Now

For a split second, Corona simply turns to look at Tiffany as the thrown rubies sparkle even in the dim light of the tavern. "New Friend! We have to get those rubies!"

...But for some reason, her body suddenly feels horribly sluggish and slow and her legs refuse to lift her from her chair.

Powerless Prophecy curse kicks in, Corona takes no actions during a surprise round.

"Help, I can't get up! I've been hexed!" she cries, pinwheeling her arms about in an oddly comic fashion...

Round 1

...but as suddenly as the heavy feeling came over her, it suddenly lifted and she could move again. Like a shot, she stands up and looks around wildly for a ruby.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

The Exchange

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Wand of CLW , 43 charges, alchemist’s fire, acid flask, tanglefoot bag, holy water and antitoxin
Active Conditions: none Male human (Taldan) rogue (unchained, knife master) 3 | HP 25/25 | AC 18 , T 14, FF 14 | F: +2, R: +6, W: 0 | CMD 19 | Perc. +5 | Init. +7

Well, just one of those rubies could feed me and slake my thirst for a month! Of course I have to catch one first...

Round 1:

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23

Yorad falls to the floor, grunting in exertion, as his eyes catch one of the prized gems right next to his foot! Reaching around his back his hand eagerly grasps the prize...

Well, I hope this one does NOT glow when the time comes!

Sovereign Court

DEAD Human Slayer 3 HP 31/31 | AC 18, T 12, FF 17 | Fort +5, Ref +5, Will +2 (+2 vs Fear) | Init +1 | Perc +6 | SM +6 Effects:

Holy Smokes 16 posts!

Round 1
Seeing the rubies fly into the air Mort's eye gleams at the thought of ending up with one.. or maybe more? His eyes quickly shift to the floor as they skitter and scatter Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24 GOTCHA!

Mort dives and tries to scoop one up and gives anyone eyeballing it an angry growl. Intimidate: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12

The Exchange

Trade Princess Tiffany | Female grippli druid 6 | HP: 54/54 | AC: 17 / T: 13 / FF: 15 | Fort: +8, Ref: +5, Will: +9 | CMB: +6, CMD: 18 | Init: +4, Perception: +13 | Conditions: 1 Strength damage

17!

Round 1
"Bebop, my shoulder. Now!" Tiffany commands her toad to climb up as she watches Yorad dive for a gem. "They're so shiny! Quick, let's get the brightest one!"

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10
Perception, Bebop: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

The masses of feet distract her and Bebop far too much to be able to find the proper gems, and she nearly gets crushed under the taller tavern denizens.

Sovereign Court

F HP: 10/10, AC: 16/12/14, F+2 +2 vs poison, R+4, W+2 +2 vs mind affecting///CMD 12, Perc+6, Init +4, Low light vision Nagaji Mesmerist 1

Sophia tries to get a quick peek for a ruby.

Perception?: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

Aha!

Sophia grabs it, if there is the chance.


"Doom Girl" // ♫ // ◇ ◈ ↺ // PbP Events // // PbP GM Kit // Year of Fortune's Fall // DA Duology Maps

Knowledge Planes DC 19, Ruby Scatterer:

Sophia was right to call the hideous Ruby Phoenix Herald an Oni. In fact, it is a Kuwa Oni, an evil fiend that likes to clothe itself in human flesh. Such creatures delight in chaos, misery and combat, but they are often bound to serve as messengers or judges.

ROUND TWO

The scramble for rubies is a chaotic mess. People are grabbing and shoving and scuttling through a mess of boots and chairs and bodies, looking for the scattered gems. In one corner, you hear a cocky halfling rogue hold up two gems, grinning, “I got mine! What are the rest of you doing?” Then half the room converges on her, and you hear, “Uh-oh!” as the boastful little halfling frantically attempts to tumble away.

Mort, Yorad and Sophia each managed to spot and grab a ruby, but now your group’s success has made you a target! You see one of the people in the snazzy black and red uniforms approaching you. She's now wearing her antennaed helmet, with sword raised, ready to attack. “Hand over the rubies now, or feel the bite of my sting!”

She’s the dark red token nearest to Mort and Yorad.

Fighting and scrambling for rubies is still happening everywhere in the bar. You see the samurai punch someone in the jaw, and others leap on folks who are obviously holding the little red gems.

The packed nature of the bar means that no one can double move or charge. It is not difficult terrain though, as everyone is in constant motion. On your turn, you can fight your challenger, or you can search for rubies with a perception check. Or you can try to steal a ruby from another group. Or you can try to leave the riot.

So many options! You can move, but remember that you can make no more than a single move while you're in the Dregs.

Who Goes First?:

Initiative, Bug Girl: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
Initiative, Corona: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15
Initiative, Mort: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 1 = 19
Initiative, Princess: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23
Initiative, Sheela: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13
Initiative, Sophia: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16
Initiative, Yorad: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16

ORDER: Princess Tiffany, Mort, Sophia, Yorad, Corona, Sheela, Bug Girl

The Whole Party is up! Poor, deluded Bug Girl.

Silver Crusade

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HP: 52/52 l AC: 17, T 11, FF 16 l CMD 18 l F +5, R +4, W +8, +10 vs. madness/confusion l Aging Touch (2/2), Knowledge of the Ages (3/4), Speed/Slow Time (1/1), Time Flicker (7/7 min), Time Hop (70/70 ft.) l L1: 5/7, L2: 5/7, L3: 2/5 l Init +5 l Senses: Perception +2
Skills:
Diplomacy +10, Intimidate +15, Kn. History +8, Kn. Religion +7, Kn. Planes +13, Profession: Baker +12, Sense Motive +6, Spellcraft +7
Female Human Oracle (Dual-Cursed) 7 | Active Conditions:

Kn. Planes (DC 19): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

Although there's something that seems oddly familiar to Corona about the strange messenger, she can't quite call it to mind...though with the chaos in the bar, it's not surprising. And the woman in the bug costume heading towards the group proves rather distracting as well.

Oh no, she wants our rubies!

"New Friend Tiffany, come on! We've gotta go help the others!" she calls as she begins pushing her way towards the others. As she does, she feels herself growing angry. How dare these insects think that they can take what isn't theirs? Once she gets a little closer she locks eyes with the bug woman and her normally serene features warp into a deranged mask as she bellows, "LEAVE US ALONE FOOL, OR DOOM WILL RAIN DOWN ON YOU FROM THE HEAVENS!"

Intimidate vs. Bug Girl: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

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