DM Maslen's Second Darkness PF Conversion (Inactive)

Game Master Pathfinder Maslen

The third largest city in Varisia, Riddleport is also the most notorious. It is here that the machinations of an ancient race, once again boil up out of the Darklands and into the light. The sinister plots of the subterranean underwriters manifest!


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Male Elf Rogue 3 | Init +8 | Perc +6, low-light vision | AC 18/14/14 | DR/1 Bludgeoning | HP 14/15 | F +1 R +6 W +1; +2 vs charm and compulsion | CMB +2, CMD 16 | acid splash at will | mwk rapier +7 (1d6+4/18-20)
Skills:
Acrobatics +10, Bluff +7, Climb +4, Disable Device +10, Escape Artist +10, Intimidate +7, Perception +6, Perform (sing) +5, Perform (string) +5, Sense Motive +6, Sleight of Hand +9, Stealth +10, Swim +4

Iscarel wanders out of his chambers in a daze. His eyes are wet. Not with tears, but as if he were staring unblinking into nothingness for some time. He traipses over to the bar alongside Ascaria and Tam, sitting down and propping his feet up against the bar, revealing a brand new pair of black, snakeskin boots. "Do you like them? I had them made." he says, absentmindedly, leaning over the bar.

"Will you share but one quart of wine with me, friends?" he says, drumming a few silver coins on the bar. "A Galtan vintage, I think. Lissenen ar' maska'fion, faarena karn'uva demad ho rashwe."

Elvish:
Sweet wine and light laughter will make any man forget his trouble.

"I am to play tonight. Would you like a song?" he says, with a smile. "I can play anything you like. I guarantee I know it." he says, with a nod to Tam "... and if I can render any other service, do not hesitate to ask. Of the people or not, it is good to see a piece of home."


Male Human DM/32

Ethaniel:
You begin casting your spell after Marcus begins speaking attempting to cover your deed. Your divine focus is in hand for this particular spell and almost immediately, Bojask turns and as he speaks to Marcus, his eyes are upon you. He plainly has worry upon his face. He side steps smoothly to get a better look at you while trying not to be obvious about it. He looks to your hands and sees your holy symbol and he meets your eyes which are full of concentration and unblinking. He knows you have cast something and though he threatens and taunts Marcus with his voice, his eyes address you much the same.


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Female Human Witch 2 (AC 12/12/10, HP 16/16, Conditions: Nil)

Ascaria nods in appreciation of Iscarel's boots. "They are very nice. Good craftsmanship. You have to point out that shoemaker to me some time." She accepts the wine although she can feel the drink she just shared with Tam already taking effect. She was never much of a drinker and two or three quarts are usually more than enough. Who cares. It's only fair that you relax a bit after all this trouble. And trouble will find you soon enough. That's for sure. ... Oh god, I should keep away from Ethaniel, I begin to worry just like him.

She shakes the thought from her head and grins. "Aníron gladhad! Play us The goblin and the tindertwig. I've always loved that song when I was young."

Elvish:
"I want to laugh!"


Male Elf Rogue 3 | Init +8 | Perc +6, low-light vision | AC 18/14/14 | DR/1 Bludgeoning | HP 14/15 | F +1 R +6 W +1; +2 vs charm and compulsion | CMB +2, CMD 16 | acid splash at will | mwk rapier +7 (1d6+4/18-20)
Skills:
Acrobatics +10, Bluff +7, Climb +4, Disable Device +10, Escape Artist +10, Intimidate +7, Perception +6, Perform (sing) +5, Perform (string) +5, Sense Motive +6, Sleight of Hand +9, Stealth +10, Swim +4

That one made me smile, Ascaria.

Hey Waife, any time you want to fast-forward let us know. I'm feeling ready for the next batch of trouble to find us.


Male Half-Elf Cleric 1 / Fighter (Cad) 1

DM:
Ethaniel turns his eyes away from Bojask's as he completes the cast. There is no easy way to hide such a thing.

Any chance that Ethaniel senses anything from Bojask?


Male Human DM/32

Ethaniel:
After all that I forgot to include the finding, which is as you presumed. Nothing is revealed under you gaze of detection. Perhaps you need a look at his room though.


Male Human DM/32

@Iscarel

Will fast forward as soon as the PC's let me. We are doing their stuff at the moment. Sorry if it's boring for you others.


Female Human Witch 2 (AC 12/12/10, HP 16/16, Conditions: Nil)

I'm good. Let's wait for Marcus and Ethaniel and then get on with it.


Male Elf Rogue 3 | Init +8 | Perc +6, low-light vision | AC 18/14/14 | DR/1 Bludgeoning | HP 14/15 | F +1 R +6 W +1; +2 vs charm and compulsion | CMB +2, CMD 16 | acid splash at will | mwk rapier +7 (1d6+4/18-20)
Skills:
Acrobatics +10, Bluff +7, Climb +4, Disable Device +10, Escape Artist +10, Intimidate +7, Perception +6, Perform (sing) +5, Perform (string) +5, Sense Motive +6, Sleight of Hand +9, Stealth +10, Swim +4

I'm not a PC now? :P


Male Elf Rogue 3 | Init +8 | Perc +6, low-light vision | AC 18/14/14 | DR/1 Bludgeoning | HP 14/15 | F +1 R +6 W +1; +2 vs charm and compulsion | CMB +2, CMD 16 | acid splash at will | mwk rapier +7 (1d6+4/18-20)
Skills:
Acrobatics +10, Bluff +7, Climb +4, Disable Device +10, Escape Artist +10, Intimidate +7, Perception +6, Perform (sing) +5, Perform (string) +5, Sense Motive +6, Sleight of Hand +9, Stealth +10, Swim +4

I too, am totally fine. I'm just saying that we (at least, I) will continue to make these roleplay opportunities until you speed things along. The scene change is entirely in the narrators hands, as it were. Just let us know when it's ready to stop yammering on and we can resolve things. My semester is officially over tommorow, so I'll have an overabundance of time to spam up the thread. Don't let me do too much damage to the precious pacing. :P


Male Human DM/32

K, will wait on Marcus and Ethaniel's responses. And if they are okay, will move on to Sunday for the profit checks for the Goblin, then move on from there.


Male Human DM/32
Iscarel wrote:
I'm not a PC now? :P

Lol, blurring lines.


Male Half-Elf Wild Stalker 7

I have responded. I am ignoring Bojask to walk out. If he persists? Well...


Male Human DM/32
Marcus Whiteshae wrote:

Marcus doesn't skip a beat.

Haven't you been listening? I stand for something and I'm not some thug like you. The pit is for animals and monsters. Go play with your girlfriend. I'll not give you the satisfaction.

Marcus continues to walk out. Bojask may not have killed the girl but he was certainly an ass and quick to violence. It wasn't what Marcus wanted but the man seemed capable of cold murder.

Sorry Marcus, my bad

Bojask snorts and laughs, "Scamper away then. I haven't seen you stand for much at all, except for a pay purse."

With that, Marcus and Ethaniel leave the basement and return to the gaming floor and see Iscarel, Tam and Ascaria having a merry ol' time.


AC 17/16/12 (+2 vs crit confirms); CMD: 12; Init: +5; F/R/W: +2/+8/+1; Perc: +6, SM: +4; Max HP: 9, Current HP: 9

Tippy passes by the two new arrivals, passing Marcus a little baggy of flour...
Sleight of Hand: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13...

In a rather unimpressive yet competent manner.

"In case you feel an old itch you'd like to scratch," he mutters as he passes by.


Male Half-Elf Cleric 1 / Fighter (Cad) 1

DM:
Ethaniel is going to keep concentrating, and so will keep Detect Evil going. He will give the room a sweep before accompanying Marcus up the stairs, but he won't investigate further even if he senses something. Now is not the time to search, he figures. His goal is to find Tam before the duration ends (ten minutes).
"Clear. Nothing to worry about." Ethaniel mutters loud enough for Bojask to hear him as he departs. His steps seem labored as he follows Marcus up the stairs, and his eyes remain squinted.

Now where is the other elf? If I could but gaze at him while this spell lives within me...


Male Human DM/32

Ethaniel:
Regarding Tam. You discern that he himself is not evil but there is a taint about him. This taint suddenly disappears when he turns to face Marcus and yourself. Peculiar. [ooc]Make a Sense Motive and Perception for me please.


male, Elf Fighter 1 / Rogue {Knife Master} 1 {AC 17'18'/f 14'15'/t 13, HP 17/ 17}
Ascaria de Vintre wrote:

Ascaria shrugs at Tam's question. "No, not really. Not really negative either I should add. I suppose it's like all family business. Sometimes you disagree on something, sometimes you might want to kill your relatives." She grins. "But it's all in good humor... mostly."

She looks around the room. Perception to spot a sign of Old Scratch: 1d20+3 "By the way, did you see Old Scratch yet? He's kind of the Goblin's mascot. Nasty little imp, always up to some mischief. I think he tried to eavesdrop on us earlier!"

Tam's eerie violet eyes shift when Ascaria mentions killing relatives taking a very brief and frightening coldness to their gaze... but the cold intensity vanishes quickly and he smirks, "Let us hope it always is so for thee milady... 'all in good humor'."

He cocks his head at the mention of an imp and his eyes flash about the place on reflex before common sense reasserts itself, "No, I have not...for shame. Someone should end the infernal pest...no good will come of courting in the company of fiends. They sow sorrow and hurtful schemes like other beings breath air...", he pats the silver Starknife of DESNA at his side reassuringly.

At Iscarel's approach Tam gestures to a nearby stool at the bar, "Of course... come join us."

At his comment Tam remarks a smirk and mirth on his not unhandsome face and eyes, "...em wycc irela laallaala ylanec ira ela aillaa tymaa. fyan... meviran leam... E anireln anirilan seviran fa il nelwlalala... ilan caillaan oem sa."

...perhaps if he were not always so stand-offish and brooding he might be considered attractive?

Elvish 'Forlorn':
"...or dull his senses until he is easy prey. But... right now... I think that might be a kindness... at least for me."

"A song... my Liara was a minstrel... her voice could sooth even my troubled heart! She would serenade me to sleep with a song... 'Only Time will Tell'. I'm not sure if it was a song of her composition... do you know it perhaps Iscarel?"

Tam ponders... then softly sings the song... hoping Iscarel may have heard the tune and can put it to musical accompaniment...

Perform: 'untrained' 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21

"Time will use tomorrow,
When we’ve used today.
It will find the sorrow,
And wash it all away.

And maybe in the new day,
We can break the spell
It may be tomorrow,
but only time will tell.

Somewhere in the darkness,
there must be a light,
Leading us together,
Through the misty night

Love can play a new tune,
On this carousel.
It may be tomorrow,
But only time will tell.

There can be a new dream,
One for us to hold,
Made with peace and hope
And built upon the old.

No one has the answer
To give away or sell
Tomorrow holds the secret
But only time will tell..."

At first his voice is soft but as he sings... he looses himself in the the spirit of the song and his voice carries across the bar. His voice is tender and somber, lovely - actually mellow and piercing the heart-strings of all who listen. There can be no doubt... his love for this Liara... was true and deep.

His eyes show a slight... watering at his conclusion but by force of will alone, he sheds no tears.


Male Human DM/32

Samaritha is touched deeply by your emotional delivery. Her eyes too well up and she wipes away the potential tear. "That was beautiful Tam, truly wonderful. Your next couple drinks are on me if you don't mind."


Male Elf Rogue 3 | Init +8 | Perc +6, low-light vision | AC 18/14/14 | DR/1 Bludgeoning | HP 14/15 | F +1 R +6 W +1; +2 vs charm and compulsion | CMB +2, CMD 16 | acid splash at will | mwk rapier +7 (1d6+4/18-20)
Skills:
Acrobatics +10, Bluff +7, Climb +4, Disable Device +10, Escape Artist +10, Intimidate +7, Perception +6, Perform (sing) +5, Perform (string) +5, Sense Motive +6, Sleight of Hand +9, Stealth +10, Swim +4

At Tam's reply Iscarel claps him on the back and speaks in common. "That's the spirit, kinsman!" he says, with a chuckle. "To the health of my dear friends." he says, downing almost an entire glass.

"I know it." Iscarel's voice echoes from his pewter cup as Ascaria makes her request. He raises an eyebrow and sets his goblet down, revealing a stifled smile. "I learnt it on the road with the Varisians... But... Aren't you a little old for it?"

"I also know this song, but I fear I couldn't do it justice." he says smiling at Tam. "They sing it as far as Greengold, but songs of hope are on fewer and fewer lips these days." he absentmindedly strums a few notes on the lyre draped over his lap, looking up in alarm as Tam begins to sing. He stares at him, appraisingly, and his fingers begin to dance across the strings in accompaniment, trying to keep pace.

Aid Another: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

Iscarel flashes Tam a grin as he sets his loop back on his lap, but his warm countenance all but evaporates at Samaritha's words. "What!? I've played you dozens of songs and you've not given me a single drop!" he says, indignant, sidling up and leaning over the bar. "What manner of serenade will get you to part with that Taldan Cabernet in the cellar?"


Male Human DM/32

"Oh Iscarel, don't be jealous now. You have not performed at my bar as till now have you. Let me how ever, afford you a single glass to assuage your concerns."


Male Human DM/32

As soon as Ethaniel responds to my last spoiler we can potentially move forward.


Male Half-Elf Cleric 1 / Fighter (Cad) 1

DM:
Perception - 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (18) + 12 = 30
Sense Motive - 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21


Male Human DM/32
Ethaniel Meveri wrote:
** spoiler omitted **

Tam:
Tam Bluff 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13 Ability 1d6 ⇒ 6 Drain 1d6 ⇒ 2

Male Human DM/32

Ethaniel & Tam:
As soon as your cone of effect (detect evil) passes over Tam, you see him convulse (but he's trying to minimise the effect). You can clearly see he is trying to mask on going pain. When you drop the spell, you see after a moment he relaxes but still has some residual pain.


male, Elf Fighter 1 / Rogue {Knife Master} 1 {AC 17'18'/f 14'15'/t 13, HP 17/ 17}

Tam smiles at first Ascaria's adulation and Iscarel's support and antics...

Then suddenly his expression turns blanks and his eyes cloud over with...surprze?... stun?

He puts his hand to his chest and leans forward slightly as if suddenly he was suffering from heart-burn... perhaps? He sets his drink down quickly and briefly closes his eyes... perhaps he is in pain of some kind.

He tries to play it off but his completion becomes slightly ashen.

Perception DC 20{?}:
At his neck, the collar of his jerkin, a welt suddenly develops on the right side of his neck and just the edge of a laceration - like one might get from a flogging by a whip forms equally suddenly on the left-side of his throat.

Tam pulls up his collar of his jerkin and says,"Please forgive my ...antics... I think I may have had a little too much to drink... I'm going to go lie down for a bit. I'll be back in an hour. Good day to you all!"

His words are abrupt and unexpected, and he seems very interested in leaving for his room in a hurry. He stands but his posture and usual grace are missing... he seems perhaps a bit unsteady on his feet... but his speech is not slurred as if drunk and his eyes haunted and troubled ...perhaps fearful. It obvious he is Not drunk in anyway.

CHR -4; Current CHR: 9 {I assume this is cumulative with the previous -2 CHR}


Male Elf Rogue 3 | Init +8 | Perc +6, low-light vision | AC 18/14/14 | DR/1 Bludgeoning | HP 14/15 | F +1 R +6 W +1; +2 vs charm and compulsion | CMB +2, CMD 16 | acid splash at will | mwk rapier +7 (1d6+4/18-20)
Skills:
Acrobatics +10, Bluff +7, Climb +4, Disable Device +10, Escape Artist +10, Intimidate +7, Perception +6, Perform (sing) +5, Perform (string) +5, Sense Motive +6, Sleight of Hand +9, Stealth +10, Swim +4

1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

"What, but one more cup?" he says to the elf, after a rousing performance of The Goblin and the Tindertwig He spares Samaritha a wink. "The lady desires it! Come! I'll play something you can dance to!" he says, caught up in his merriment. He seems surprised as Tam pulls away.

"'tis a shame. I could have sworn I was growing on him." the elf says, shrugging half-heartedly and sparing a glance at the afternoon sun peering through the doorway. "Ah, the hour grows late... Bah! One more song, to put heavy hearts at rest!"


Male Human DM/32

[QUOTE="'Tam' "Darquestryde

CHR -4; Current CHR: 9 {I assume this is cumulative with the previous -2 CHR}

Nope, the drain is restored as soon as you are no longer subject to the detection spell.


Male Half-Elf Wild Stalker 7

Sitting beside Ascaria Marcus notes the departure
Perception1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

Rest if you need to, but join us later.


Male Half-Elf Cleric 1 / Fighter (Cad) 1

Perception - 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (1) + 12 = 13

Ouch.

Ethaniel watches after Tam. As soon as the elf has left the room, he exhales and lets the spell drift from his mind. It is as he says...as if two inhabit the one body. And yet, it will aid him little to tell him that which he already knows. I have no help for him.

After a moment, Ethaniel finds a seat at Marcus' side, opposite Ascaria. He does not face them. And what to tell Marcus? A lie, to ease the task before us, or a truth that might further tangle this web?

"Marcus..." The half-elf speaks in a muffled tone. "The search...it...I looked carefully...I'm afraid my efforts did not yield the desired result."

Blame not Iscarel, fool, failure of a Calistrian. Ethaniel's eyes turn to the wood grain of the counter as he silently chides himself. You are the one digging this hole deeper yet.


Male Half-Elf Wild Stalker 7

It's allright Ethaniel. Thankyou for trying. I am going to have a word with Saul about how they got the zombie. Meantime, IF there is a very good oppurtunity it might be worth Tippy having a look around that a$$'s room. I'll see Saul now, I need to tell him we have a new bouncer anyway...

Marcus gives Ascaria's hand a squeeze and takes Apollo to see Saul.


Female Human Witch 2 (AC 12/12/10, HP 16/16, Conditions: Nil)

Ascaria frowns at Tam's sudden departure. These elves are really a little touchy at times. One moment they are nice and open, good company and everything. Next thing you know, they have a sudden fit of world weariness...

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18

She tries to determine if Tam displays any sign of an illness she knows.

Heal: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25


Male Human DM/32
Ascaria de Vintre wrote:

Ascaria frowns at Tam's sudden departure. These elves are really a little touchy at times. One moment they are nice and open, good company and everything. Next thing you know, they have a sudden fit of world weariness...

Perception: 1d20+3

She tries to determine if Tam displays any sign of an illness she knows.

Heal: 1d20+5

There is not enough visual symptoms for you to make any preliminary diagnosis.


Female Human Witch 2 (AC 12/12/10, HP 16/16, Conditions: Nil)
DM_Waife_the_BiPolar wrote:


There is not enough visual symptoms for you to make any preliminary diagnosis.

Ok, was a shot in the dark anyway. :-)

While Ascaria is still wondering about Tam, Marcus announces his plan and gets up squeezing her hand. When he tries to release his grip she holds on for a moment. "Be careful. And if he reacts odd, don't kill him outright but come back and get us first." She winks. "The more, the merrier."


Male Half-Elf Cleric 1 / Fighter (Cad) 1

To clarify, OOC, Ethaniel was calling himself a "fool, failure of a Calistrian" in his inner monologue, not Iscarel or Marcus.

"I'll..." Ethaniel begins to speak after Marcus, but hesitates. If I could be privy to their conversation without wearing this night's work so plainly... "I'll stay here. Let me know if you have need of me, Marcus."


Male Elf Rogue 3 | Init +8 | Perc +6, low-light vision | AC 18/14/14 | DR/1 Bludgeoning | HP 14/15 | F +1 R +6 W +1; +2 vs charm and compulsion | CMB +2, CMD 16 | acid splash at will | mwk rapier +7 (1d6+4/18-20)
Skills:
Acrobatics +10, Bluff +7, Climb +4, Disable Device +10, Escape Artist +10, Intimidate +7, Perception +6, Perform (sing) +5, Perform (string) +5, Sense Motive +6, Sleight of Hand +9, Stealth +10, Swim +4

Iscarel shoots Marcus a warning glance, shaking his head almost imperceptively, but the warmth doesn't stray long from his countenance, and soon he breaks eyecontact and helps himself to Tam's wine. "Have you a favourite song, Ethaniel?"


male, Elf Fighter 1 / Rogue {Knife Master} 1 {AC 17'18'/f 14'15'/t 13, HP 17/ 17}

Tam strides from the common room with haste heading upstairs to his room... but once out of the line of sight from those in the common room, his pace lessens greatly and he lets himself show how drained he actually feels.

He shuffles along to his room, hand upon his chest in pain.

entering he removes his cloak and armor then his shirt beneath... His bare chest beneath criss-crossed with bruises and lash marks though all ... strangely fading quickly.

{What manner of malady is this?}, the elf ponders.

The mirror shows that indeed the arks are upon his back and throat but equally fading quickly. The Silver Symbol of DESNA stark contrast to his dusky tanned skin.

{What no taunting words for me now fiend?}

He waits... but there is no answer... only the tremble of his own heart.

Tam sneers but there is little fire in it. He goes to the bed his pants and boots still on... weapons belt still around his waist and lies back at the edge resting - symbol of DESNA over he pounding heart. His eyes peering up at the ceiling in silent pray for strength to endure from his Goddess...


Male Half-Elf Cleric 1 / Fighter (Cad) 1

I have forgotten how it sounds, but I yet know the name. "Dusty Roads, Rolling Dales." Ethaniel says, wistfully. "It's Varisian. Do you know it?"


Male Human DM/32

Marcus, proceed to the Saul interaction when you are ready.


Male Half-Elf Wild Stalker 7

Marcus has to do a bit of looking to find Saul, Managing to find him and Larur in one of the vip rooms.
I've seen the zombie, where'd you get her? Oh and I found another bouncer, this one being quite handy with...less direct..confrontations if you know what I mean, he and Tippy should combine well on the subtle side of things.

His tone was matter of fact and non-confrontational. Marcus had decided to stay and not butting heads with the man would make things easier.


Male Human DM/32

Apollo begins to growl and he bares his teeth as Old Scratch peeks around the corner at the dog. He too bares his teeth and his face is entirely ghastly but Apollo maintains his low growl.

Saul, interrupted speaking with Larur, turns to greet you and reply.

"Afternoon partner. Ah, so you found our new pit beast then. I was hoping that you could enjoy that surprise along with everyone else at the next pit event. As for where I got her, it was from one of those avenues I said I didn't really want to go down ever again. A smuggler in the Rotgut district. The deal is only half done too. I need to make some coin at the pit to finish that up but that shouldn't be a problem. Are you sure, we need more hands now? We seem to be quite well staffed on security."


Male Human DM/32

DM:
SV Bluff 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (6) + 16 = 22 MW SM 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9


Male Human DM/32

Old Scratch hides behind the table again and Apollo snaps at the air near him a second later, having detected the imp trying to invisibly sneak up on the dog.


Male Half-Elf Wild Stalker 7

Last one, I promise. With Clegg having us in sight we could use a skilled blade.


Male Human DM/32

"That's fine Marcus. With Clegg continuing to be a thorn it is nice to know another set of deft hands are around. I have to ask too good man, what have you been feeding your dog or have you seen fit to have it enlarged?"

Then Larur, the friendly and pedantic floor manager quickly asks in his dwarfish accent, "I understand you went to see the Cypher this morning too. How did all that pan out? I hope he was of some help to you."


Male Half-Elf Wild Stalker 7

I have retired Samson, he was getting to old and is in happy retirement. This is Apollo, one advantage of coming to the city was finding some fine breeders here. Apollo is a Warhound and obviously alot larger and tougher. No doubt the Riffraff will find him imposing. Larur, your friend gave me more than I had hoped. However the news is daunting to say the least. The money required to prepare for such a foe is substantial. It seems my need for the success of this place has increased markedly. You shall have equal effort from me.


Male Human DM/32

Saul, "He certainly is intimidating. You'll have to stop him from hurting Old Scratch though. That Imp is still in my debt. Well, just like Samson, keep him out from under foot and clean up his waste and he is welcome to stay indoors."

Larur, "Nylan is a bit eccentric but he is pleasant enough. As for the cost, it is something to work toward. Always good to have a goal in your sights."


Male Half-Elf Wild Stalker 7

Don't worry about the dog. I promise he'll only be noticed when we'll need him. He is trained. I just ask that no body feed or pat him till he knows I am his master. Wouldn't want him to bite anyone, unless commanded.

With that Marcus moves to rejoin the others....
Side track done. Foreward!


Male Half-Elf Cleric 1 / Fighter (Cad) 1

Ethaniel eyes Marcus carefully as he returns to the bar. What has Saul said, I wonder. And what have you said, Marcus?


Male Human DM/32

With Marcus satisfied with Saul's explanation, the day comes to an end. Marcus retired Samson and gained Apollo, learned some vital information about his demonic nemesis. Tam has joined the team, Saul happy to accept another pair of hands having lost that crazy dwarf after just a day. There is a zombie in the holding pens below the Goblin and there is going to be a visitor sometime to assist in the killing of Saul's bodyguard at the request of one of the cities most powerful females. Just a typical day in bustling piratical Riddleport.

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