Classic PFS The Stolen Heir (Inactive)

Game Master Oykiv

what are we waiting on here?

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Perception DC18: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

Gill pays little attention to the letter, instead focusing on the words of the Galtan man.

"Yeah, the girl's right. We need to figure out who this man is that helped arrange the kidnapping. We need a lead. Something besides knowing he's Taldan as there's a damn lot of Taldans running around Andoran."

Gill then scratches his head.

"You got anything else? Where'd you meet? How'd you communicate?"

We're waiting on someone making a DC18 Perception check or DC12 Alchemy check for something about the letter... Silver Warden should give it a roll!

Silver Warden got a 13. three aids and he makes it.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15

That should do it.

Aid Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12

"What do you have there?"

that's 17. Ghaenk?

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[dice=Aid Perception] 1d20 +5 [/dice[

You were also waiting for me. I must apologize if this go a little slow, but with my kid having less school hours and havint to learn sign language in my job my free time and mental capacity had become less than usual

Ghaenk Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25

You're very polite. And I accept you're offer of discover the place, but I'll prefer to wait until you finish your investigation in a place not related to my kidnapping. Or to go with you whatever you are going now.

I'm sorry but I can't help you Thalia continues. But I've seen no taldan man fitting that description , and the last men my father rebuffed were some candidates I like. Even if they shall have bad intentions they would go against my father, not me.

Ghaenk neither remember about any Pyrgo, or any taldan man fitting the description. But he realizes the handwritten letter bears a few trace smudges of alchemical reagents. And he also knows there's only one nearby shop dedicated to alchemy and tonics; Koriana's shop.

In a few hours I'll write about what happens as you go to Koriana's shop, in the mean time yu can do any preparatives if you wish

"But your father loves you, surely. And sometimes the vile will use that love to hurt or manipulate others." Fimbir goes to spit in disgust before realizing there is a lady present. He tries to hide swallowing his spit back down as best he can.

"And while you can surely come with us, be careful: we tend to go into dangerous territory. Have you any battle experience, or even a schoolyard scrap?"

As I can deny there's truth in your words, I'm sure my candidates won't do nothing against me.

Battle experience? No, I've been studying The Common Rule, reading Lady liberty and Darl Jubbanich essays. Not learning how to force my will over other people.

Map changed. I've put everybody surrounding Thalia for her protection

Broad country roads lead in four directions away from a crossroad.
To the north, the road to the Sauer Vineyard cuts among golden fields and lush vineyards. To the south, the road into Sauerton is flanked by sparse and apparently abandoned houses. To the west, the road to the Andares manor winds through a grove of apple trees whose leaves have begun to yellow. To the east, fields stretch among rolling hills as far as the eye can see, with long autumn wheat lolling in the wind. On the southeast corner, an empty shop sits boarded up with broken windows. On the southwest corner, a sign advertises Koriana’s Exotic Tonics and Remedies and boasts of “longforgotten delights from all across the Inner Sea.”

You cross paths with an elderly farmer leading a cow into town. As you approach, a small pack of rabid dogs emerge from fields to attack them.

The dogs surround both the farmer and the cow and bite both of them. The farmer's wound looks ugly, but the cow only suffer a flesh wound.

Time to be heroes and save the farmer! And the cow, don´t forget the cow.

Combat tab
Gilloro can act

Gilloro
Rabid dogs
Old farmer (-5HP)
Cow (-2 HP)
Silver Warden
Xichikitte
Fimbir Initiative
Ghaenk
The Wasp

Gill squints at the combat ahead and barks out an order to whoever will listen.

"Someone save that cow!"

Rushing ahead, he puts up a pair of fists backed by his lean, weathered arms and beckons one of the mangy old dogs to fight, giving it the same courtesy as an honored opponent in the ring.

"Come on, you dogs! I'll punch you where it counts!"

Let's toss a Stunning Fist DC14 Fort on this first punch for kicks, too.

Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12 for 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Gilloro runs to stun one of the dogs, but in the last moment the animal becomes aware of the incoming attack and barely dodges it. That dog turns to attack the pugilist, but Gill evades the attack easily.

The remaining dogs continue chewing the farmer and his cow, between screams and panic mooings.

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Silver Warden
Xichikitte
Fimbir Initiative
Ghaenk
The Wasp
Gilloro
Rabid dogs
Old farmer (-10HP)
Cow (-7 HP)

The Wasp, unable to charge due to a colleague in the way, double moves into position, whimpering like a hurt animal (trying to provide a target for the dogs other than the cow and farmer).

He draws his Rhoka sword as he moves.

Xichi moves into better position Move action and fires off a ray of lightning at Black dog.

Ranged Touch, into melee: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (7) + 3 - 4 = 6 Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4 electricity

Stop moving and barking! You make it hard to kill you.

Silver Warden races at the nearest dog and then swings his fist at it, as he does, a bright green light appears, but Silver Warden's attack goes very wide.

Fimbir rushes towards the dogs and waves his hands wildly in the air. "Rarh! Get away, Rarh!!!"

Really starting to hate this 20 foot move speed. Double move

Gill steps away from the dog he initially engaged above the fallen farmer, seeking to present himself as a threat to the other dogs still chewing on farmers and cows.

"Heya, runt! Chew on this... FIST!"

Gilloro instead opts for two fists, as that should surely be better than one.

Attacking the northern dog.

Flurry of blows: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17 for 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Flurry of blows: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20 for 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Ghaenk races up towards the cow. Then, using the bovine as a vault, he leaps high above the dog, flips midair and lands on the far side of the beast.

Double move, tumbling past the dog. I'll parry/riposte if attacked.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25

Parry if Attacked: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21
Riposte Rapier: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11 for damage of : 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Hmpfh. Swashbuckler showoffs.

That's in-character. OOC I always enjoy a good swashbuckler move like this. Well done!

The Wasp, Ghaenk and Fimbir moves to join the fray as Xixhi and Silver Warden distracts the dogs. Meanwhile Gilloro push the farmer away and knocks out one of the dogs. But don´t move over the poor famer again. He has more than enough being bitten by some wolves

The dogs attacks the cow, who fortunately is able to avoid the attack, the air near Gill and Ghaenk who, in the last moment, parries the attack but can´t hit him ion response.

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Silver Warden
Xichikitte
Fimbir Initiative
Ghaenk
The Wasp
Gilloro
3 Rabid dogs
Old farmer (-10HP)
Cow (-7 HP)

Silver Warden swings at the dog with the flash of green in his hands again.

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"Bad dog! Never eat meat raw!" Fimbir yells as he moves northwards and sends out a scorching ray at the blue? wolf.

Rang tch: 1d20 + 6 - 4 ⇒ (2) + 6 - 4 = 4 for fire damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

Xichi tries again at the dog above the cow's head.

Electric Ray, ranged touch, into melee: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (1) + 3 - 4 = 0 Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

The chaotic movement of the dogs throws off his aim, though.

Gill looks down at the farmer's body like a doctor delivering bad news.

"I've seen worse. Though not much worse. He's not lookin' good. Didn't we get assigned a medic?"

The old boxer once again tries to pummel one of the mangy hounds assaulted the poor bovine.

"Noone feed you dogs? Or you got some angry druid setting you upon us like this?"

The dog to Gill's NW.

Flurry of blows: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9 for 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Flurry of blows: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8 for 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

Gill frowns, recognizing that talking while fighting ain't such a good idea if you're talking around dogs "that can't understands ya".

The Wasp slides over 5' to flank with Ghaenk, then attacks that dog.

2H Rhoka Attack, Flanking: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 6 + 1 + 2 = 19
Damage: 1d6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 1 = 6

Ghaenk takes advantage of the Wasp flanking the dog to attack.

Flanking Rapier: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 7 + 2 = 26 for damage of : 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Silver Warden, Fimbir, Xichi and Gill ineffectually attack the dogs. The Wasp and Ghaenk, for their part, badly wound their intended targets, making them retreat to lick their wounds. They provoke AoOs if any wish, but it’s clear they have no intentions to come back

last dog vs Gill: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 31d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

The last dog tries to bite Gill, but it bump into the cow and fails by much.

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Silver Warden
Xichikitte
Fimbir Initiative
Ghaenk
The Wasp
Gilloro
Last rabid dog
Old farmer (-10HP)
Cow (-7 HP)

Fimbir almost begins gathering another blast of fire into his hand, before noticing the frail old man lying bleeding on the ground. Eh, worst case can always get another cow.

He shuffles over to the farmer, drawing out a wand and attempting to use it. "Here you go, right as rain!"

UMD: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

"Well, soon enough"

delaying to see if Gilloro takes the dog down

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The Wasp has no issues with putting diseased dogs down, but let's them move on so he can assess the damage to the others.

Heal: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (4) + 0 = 4

"Good Bessie.... nice Bessie... Ghaenk says calmly as he passes behind the bovine making sure not to step in anything that is steaming. He manuevers opposite of the Silver Warden and attacks the last dog.

Flanking Raier: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 7 + 2 = 20 for damage of: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

"Aww, get outta here you mangy mutt!"

Gill abandons his usual attempt at pummeling his goes and instead applies a series of kicks to coax the dog into fleeting.

Flurry of blows: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25 for 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
Flurry of blows: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19 for 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Flurry of blows (confirm #1): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10 for 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Ghaenk stabs the dog and Gill kicks it's dead body far away before it can even fall to the ground. The farmer stands up and thanks you: Thanks for saving old Betsy and me. I don't know if I could had survived without your help. Then he searchs in his sack and offers you some bread and cheese. I don't have much, but please accep this as a show of my gratitude. The bread is a little hard, but the chees is from Betsy. And it's the better of the surroundings!
Then he complains that ever since Tercio was elected mayor, the town guard has been more concerned with preparing his parades and doing favors for his friends than with keeping the town safe from wild threats like wolves. To what Thalia adds As Lady Liberty said: A leader should always be awere of the dangers of over the needs of the people, because in that moment he ceases to be a leader.
Soon after the fight, a man emerges from the southeastern building, the shop you were going to, and advertises that the shop sells healing potions.

As you were heading for the shop, and neither the farmer or the man has much conversation I'll make you go to the shop

This shop is spacious and lined with rack upon wooden rack of exotic herbs, spices, tonics, smoking paraphernalia, and a smattering of glass vials of brightly colored liquids. More such vials stand in display inside a glass-fronted countertop. Strange and smoky odors waft from a back room past a mostly closed door.
The man who offered you the potions introduces himself as Barnabas, and he's Lady Korianna's aprentice. He asks you to wait a little as he enters to call his master.

Lady Koriana pic
Tell me, what kind of remedy or tonic are you looking for?

Map changed a bit. Some of you are squeezed against the shelves, but you're too many for such a small shop

sense motive, untrained: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (18) - 2 = 16

Silver Warden notes that the man seems surprised to see Thalia. "Do you recognize her, sir?"

Ghaenk looks to the Silver Warden, then to Thalia and finally at the shopkeeper, "You do, don't you?"

"We're looking for Pyrgo, have you seen him? We would like to find him... and speak with him."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

"Are you sure you don't need help Mister. That's a nasty cut there." Fimbir says as he tries one more time to heal some of the farmer's wounds.

UMD: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18 for healthier farmer: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6 or not :p
also, Sense Motive: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (17) - 1 = 16

"And that's a neat little phrase. That Lady knew her stuff" he replies to Thalia. "See mister, the rich folk ain't all bad are they? At least some of them like our girl here are made of nicer stuff!"

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As Fimbir joins the rest of the party as they enter the alchemist's shop, the gnome's eyes go wide as he moves in to look at the swirling liquids and sniff the strange smells in the air.

---Before entering in the shop.---

Recognize our mayor's daughter, you say. Of course.
I've seen her by her father side in some social and political acts.

As Silver warden continues inquiring a little about his surprise the man continues answering in an elusive way he never expect to find Thalia in company of so many foreigners, and other half-truths.

---Once in the shop---

Pyrgo you say? I know no man with this name.
And what makes you think you can find him in my shop? She inquires.

SM: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (7) - 1 = 6

"Oh, he's a big Taldan man. Well not that big, small for a human at least! brown hair, goes by the name Pyrgo. We think he may have bought some things from you and are looking to question him. Very hush hush." Fimbir tells to woman with a finger to his lips, blissfully unaware of her subtle cues.

sense motive: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (3) - 2 = 1

Silver Warden frowns at the shop worker but says nothing else.

He nods along to Fimbir's explanation

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Sense Motive DC10: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (8) + 0 = 8

So far we're a pretty credulous bunch. Next!

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

Gill had dealt with his share of liars, cheaters, thieves and half-truths in the over sixty years he walked his human life on Golarion, so he knew 'em when he smelt 'em.

He, like many of his advanced age, also lacked the social graces to not say what he thought.

Pointing at the woman with a bruised and weathered finger, he was quick to accuse her of hiding the truth.

"Alright, miss... you might be pullin' the wool over the eyes of my friends here, but not me! Give up whatcha know, or we'll be doing this the old fashioned way!"

Gill raises a pair of old, feeble fists to show what he means, in the off chance the woman failed to sense his motives.

awesome post, Gilloro

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Well done Gill! At least you had been able to see through her lies[/ooc]

Lady Koriana turns to Gill and she calmly responds, [b]I’d rather not see this turn to uncivilized violence. Although you may think I enjoy profiting from healing injuries inflicted in this neighborhood, I consider it unprofessional for customers to get those injuries inside my own shop. Let’s talk. She then offers to brew tea or serve any other drink you could want.

I know you'll not find Pyrgo, no one with that name has been in the city in the last decades. But if you're looking for a man who looks to be Taldan and has given that false name, I canhelp you.

But tell me, what do you want of him? Why have you been investigating Thalia dissapearance?

I`ll asume you will not expect to obtain something for her without saying a word and that sooner or later in the conversation you'll accuse Pyrgo or her to be involved in Thalia kidnapping

BArnabas appears from the backdoor to see if Lady Koriana wants something else beside the beverages. She then turns to you to explain her apprentice's behaviour. What he's really trying to ask, without any of you taking offense, is if any of you want pesh. Some of my customers are used to it and find easy to make deals after mixing a little in tea.

She takes a sip of her own tea as if remarking her offering before continue talking. [b]We all have our goals, the elder Andares did not hire you to investigate, so what is a band of Pathfinders hoping to acquire here?

It's clear she will not resort to violence unless you force it, but if you want answers you need to make questions, give some explanations or comunicate in any way besides showing a fist in front of her face.

The Wasp is more likely to come quietly from the shadows with a blade, but talking is really not his forté.

"You are indeed correct, Andares has asked us to leave it be. Why is that, do you think? Surely the man loves his niece, no? As for our reasons, well I, for one, do not like to see anyone held against their will, especially a poor innocent girl being used for political reasons. Is that not enough for us to act?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (2) - 2 = 0 HA! Actually, not my lowest diplomatic try....

Kidnapping is a serious crime. When done for political purposes it points to corruption. Corruption is a cancer upon the community. Surely you can agree with that?

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7 Dice-bot is wanting blood today.

"No thank you ma'am." Fimbir says at Koriana's offer. "My body is a temple is what my maw always said. Too bad it can't give me any spells though!"

"And yeah," the gnome chimes in after his masked friend's response. "Those with power and means should do what they can to help, shouldn't they. We're good at these sorts of things, and so we could help get Thalia back. And maybe Mr. Andares can learn a lesson from that and do what he can, with help and troops and stuff up north."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
We are the best talkers you guys

lololol. I will see what Silver Warden can do when I have more time to post. I should have had him switch identities first. Whoops.

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actually I'll let Ghaenk go first and then try to aid him

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Surely the man loves his niece, no?

To be truth he loves his doughter ;D

Of course, save the girl, fight against corrution and all of that are good reasons to act. Neither of them will help you now, but they are reasons nonetheless.[b]

Thalia, hering the offer, feel offended and can`t stay silent. [b]Don't listen to her. I can provide you with that support once my father is convicted of corruption. Equivalent to high treason in Andoran. In fact, the Andoren people might rally behind me if I report my father's misconduct to the ombudsman’s office.

In response Koriana nods negating. Bald and young behaviour, but not the wisest. And it wouldn’t help your cause.

If Tercio were to be convicted, and it’s not guaranteed, only he would be able to provide military aid through his consulship in addition to his family fortune, whereas Thalia could only aspire to secure the latter. Also, supporting Thalia will risk the stability of the entire region, triggering a veritable witch hunt for corrupt politicians that would harm innocent leaders.

Fimbir's eyes widen at Koriana's words. The gnome's face darkens, his mood visibly souring for the first time since their departure.

"Give, give you Thalia? So that she can be shipped off to Galt to cover up some bad deals? You are actually asking that? And more, you think the man would condemn his own daughter to be executed? Andoran has much stranger ideas of freedom than I expected."