Chronicles of the Silver Rose Company
Game Master
Patrick Curtin
This campaign is my attempt to play a canonical Planescape campaign using the updated Pathfinder ruleset. The game actually predates the release of Pathfinder, but we have managed to update as we have needed.
Nari tried her best to stay hidden and wait patiently as the others examined the inside of the structure.
She manifests detect hostile intent while she's waiting. And I'm just going with the idea that her hiding place doesn't offer a good vantage point on the direction the folks Merle saw are coming from just to sorta orient where she is to get back into the swing of things since I got a bit lost for a bit there.
"We're about to have company. Signers it sounds like. Maybe they will keep the nosey guards off of our backs." Justin murmurs to Karrin.
"Lovely," Karrin mutters, "We'll need to try to stay out of this, the last thing we need is to get caught up in a faction war. We need to work fast cuz I don't know when we're going to get back this way again."
Justin nods in silent but emphatic agreement with Karrin, then moves over to Ekuur and begins pointing out structural things that have nothing to do with anything but giving the two-headed thug something to look at as he confers with Ekuur about what they might be facing here.
There is little to fathom, but a few of the faded marks almost look like an ancient script he has seen in dome old scrolls he has studied on desert places_
Justin:
Spoiler:
Justin thinks he's seen the carving style before. It is an ancient one, from somewhere on the Prime Material Plane
OUTSIDE
As the group of armed Signers nears the temple, a hue and cry rings out. Crossbow men on the surrounding roofs begin to fire into the mail-clad attackers. The Signers scatter, hugging walls and ducking in alleyways.
INSIDE
As the group looks about the crumbling room, a racket begins back in the narthex. A shout goes up
"Bloody perfect timing," Karrin rumbles, "We're in the middle of a web of a bloody enchantment and now we got to deal with friendly fire? Just freakn' lovely. Bloody signers must have been waiting for us to go in or something."
"I'll watch the door with you," Karrin says, "But my team stays here. There's a rumor about other ways into this place and we haven't had a chance to investigate that. I'm not taking the chance that this is a distraction and the bloody berts sneaking in through the back or something. Bloody suspicious them moving straight down the road so we can all spot them if you ask me. There has to be something else at play here."
"I'll watch the door with you," Karrin says, "But my team stays here. There's a rumor about other ways into this place and we haven't had a chance to investigate that. I'm not taking the chance that this is a distraction and the bloody berts sneaking in through the back or something. Bloody suspicious them moving straight down the road so we can all spot them if you ask me. There has to be something else at play here."
The ettin grunts assent
"We're not charging out after them. Let them come to us, they'll pay the blood price if they want to see the inside of this ruin"
She/he starts shouting orders to her squad
"Bows at the ready! Grim, you get a few buckets of that rain water here should they try to smoke us out! Drulin and Perch, you two out behind those broken columns. I need to know what they are doing! "
Justin turns his back to the Ettin, Karrin is doing a fine job of keeping it (Them?) distracted. He continues to wave his arms as he whispers to Merle.
'We're ok for now. What's going on in back?'
Then, after a brief moment and a glance at the ettin.
'Stay hidden for a few. Keep watch. We do not want any other uninvited guests to join this party.'
Turning to Ekuur Justin speaks in normally.
"I've seen these carvings before. On a Prime World. No translation yet. Give me a few moments."
"Whatever is or isn't in this room is the prize," Karrin says, "And I just don't want some bloody signer distraction taking our eyes off of it. Could be that they got better researchers then us and they're moving on some schedule that we don't know about. These things can be linked to prime worlds and fer all we know might working off a stars or some such. I'm keeping my team here. They've already started their spells so moving them to guard a wall would be a mistake. Me on the other hand, I'm mobile, and I can get back here fast should things go as I suspect outside."
Justin turns his back to the Ettin, Karrin is doing a fine job of keeping it (Them?) distracted. He continues to wave his arms as he whispers to Merle.
'We're ok for now. What's going on in back?'
Then, after a brief moment and a glance at the ettin.
'Stay hidden for a few. Keep watch. We do not want any other uninvited guests to join this party.'
Turning to Ekuur Justin speaks in normally.
"I've seen these carvings before. On a Prime World. No translation yet. Give me a few moments."
"And they remind me of some old scrolls I saw from some desert worlds. Strange."
"Whatever is or isn't in this room is the prize," Karrin says, "And I just don't want some bloody signer distraction taking our eyes off of it. Could be that they got better researchers then us and they're moving on some schedule that we don't know about. These things can be linked to prime worlds and fer all we know might working off a stars or some such. I'm keeping my team here. They've already started their spells so moving them to guard a wall would be a mistake. Me on the other hand, I'm mobile, and I can get back here fast should things go as I suspect outside."
The ettin scowls
"If the Signers get in all yer spells won't mean nought anyway"
Karrin laughs, "I'm not scared of anyone getting through us, or more specifically through me, but I'm always worried about the old flanking maneuver. Anytime someone does something stupid on the battle field it gets me hairs on end. Sometimes you're just dealing with idiots. Other times . . . I'm not going to risk a possible old one temple ta . . . hmmm, perhaps you'd best forget that last bit, too much of a long shot anyways. Let's get to the doors."
Speaking of Issac, has there been any sign of him? Could anyone run him if he is MIA?
At the Temple
The cries of struck Signers outside mingle with the hiss of crossbow bolts. The squad of Athar toughs have deployed about the temple doors, and are firing into the gloom. Crossbow bolts come winging in to the narthex. An Athar namer staggers, blood spurting from a thigh wound
Out back
Nari can see several forms approaching. They don't seem to have seen them ...yet. Stealth rolls please, and give yourselves a +5 circumstance bonus. Merle can see a little, but her eyes seem to be a bit off
Stealth:1d20 + 2 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 2 + 5 = 20 Nari tried to hide but not quite as successfully as the others. She should probably have worn a hat. Red hair didn't blend into much.
As the battle rages, Ekuur continues to check the room seeing if there is anything else he can discern. However, he remains at alert in case the Signers break in.
"Company bunch of kind of thin guys in leather. Think we should take them?" Merle hisses back
Justin curses under his breath, fervently regretting his decision not to include Karrin on the whisper-link. He was no battlefield strategist. Unable to think of a way (a swift way) to ask Karrin without alerting their 'hosts' he makes a judgement call. Karrin-style.
'No! Leave them, Let the bully-boys deal with them!' Justin hisses urgently. Then he spins and calls to the two-headed ogre;
"Ware! My familiar has spotted a group trying to sneak in from the rear of the building!" He calls loudly in aristocratic overtones.