DM Zyren's Heart of Riddles (Inactive)

Game Master Zyrenity

Second Darkness Adventure Path - Drow, Pirates, a gambling hall, for what more can you ask?!


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As you enter the clearing you notice that the birds have stopped singing, it smells strangely acidic here and you suddenly fear the worst as you spot six opened cages. While no one is here at first sight, you all feel that danger is imminent. Even Mercus, who surely lacks the instincts of a warrior seems uneasy.

Bree:

Hidden between the firs you can see a group of men waiing on the other side of the clearing. Colourful bandanas, ragged clothes and sabres - this must be Aron and his men.


Female Half-Elf (Varisian) Fighter (Lore Warden archetype) 7

Caterine lets the coiled whip unfurl from her hand as she paces forwards, though keeping behind the growling one.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Liberty's Edge

Male Elf Witch/10 (HP: 27/27; AC15; FF13; T15; F+2, R+5, W+10; Perc: +31, Init +2)

How close is the nearest body of saltwater?

Sickle in hand, Sable scans the area, ready to strike or defend.

Perception 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (11) + 11 = 22


Female Human Rogue-Knife Master/10 (Init: +4)

Zyren:
I initially had Kabal let go of the assassin so that he could continue on to pass Croat's message to Aron, but later Kabal posted he still had a hold of the man, dragging him along. I figure his actual post trumps mine. Either way, where is the would be assassin now? Back with Kabal or with the group of men she sees up ahead?

Bree begins to make her way around the circumference of the clearing, assuming it's not real big, staying to the shadows and the cover of trees. Her goal here is to get behind the men, if at all possible.
Stealth 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (1) + 12 = 13 Hopefully Kabal's crashing noises will cover any of her slips

[bigger]Kabal continues forward, he slows his stride when he nears the clearing and sees the open cages. His eyes strain to see movement from within, anything that might indicate that one or two remain lurking in the cages. Searching for an enemy to cut down.
Perception 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18


Bree:

This also confused me :) I figured you bound the man up and dragged him along, so he is now with Kabal and the others, okay?

@ Sable: About a mile

While Bree moves through the shadows Kabal has spotted a light reflex in the bushes to his right from the edge of the clearing.

Sable has even seen the tip of a spear jutting out between some branches, obviously someone is lying in wait for you!


Male Human Weapon Master 6 ~ Inv. Rager 4 | AC 24 T 13 FF 22 | HP 129/129 | F +14 R +6 W +7 | Init +2

At the movement in the bushes; the ever suspicious mercenary wasted no time in drawing his sword.

Beware, theyre lying in wait I bet. Watch the bushes.

The large man waded forward with his jaw bunched.

Come on out you spineless milk drinkers! We know you're there!


Female Half-Elf (Varisian) Fighter (Lore Warden archetype) 7

Eyebrow slightly raised at the growling man's audacity, Caterine remained guarded nonetheless.


Female Human Rogue-Knife Master/10 (Init: +4)

Zyren:
It was only a matter of thinking that we had bigger fish to fry with the Masked Wizard and Croat at that particular moment. The other's were trying to convince Croat to fight with us not against us, and I figured tying up a man he just told to leave wasn't the best way to convince him. I agree that having him with us works better for us.


Male Half-Elf (Taldan) Bard (Archivist) 7 Drow Stats 51/51 hp;AC 19/T 14/FF 16; F +2/R +8/W +3; Int/Wis Skills -1

Following Kabal's attention, "Croat's looking for you Aron. He wanted the creatures kept in their pens. Where are they? If you let them loose, your problem isn't with us, as those creature man to be the death of us all. We don''t want to waste the man power on fighting you instead of the blue lions, so why don't you come on out and let's talk about this."

Diplomacy -> 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20


You hear some cursing from the bushes, but a moment later a group of a dozen pirates steps out of it. The men are led by a broad-shouldered man with bald head and tanned skin. He is nearly Kabal's height and holds a spear in both hands.

Hostility in his eyes and the weapon in his hands - this man isn't looking very friendly...still he does not seem eager to fight...at least not now

I know you, why have you come?


Female Human Rogue-Knife Master/10 (Init: +4)

Bree takes a long look at the man and then finds the eyes of their captive would be assassin, a questioning look in her eyes, as if she's waiting for him to confirm that this is Aron.
Even though the man is right there and would appear to be Aron, it could be a ruse, plus she offered the would be assassin a chance to not get his throat cut by her and she'll give him the chance to keep to that.


Male Half-Elf (Taldan) Bard (Archivist) 7 Drow Stats 51/51 hp;AC 19/T 14/FF 16; F +2/R +8/W +3; Int/Wis Skills -1

"Mr. Croat has stopped taking orders from that masked wizard...he has sent us to suggest you should too. We came here to kill those blue beasts. A bite from them, and you turn into a zombie slave, until more blue creatures burst out of you. That is a fate I think is worth teaming up to avoid. We may have crossed blades in the past, but right now we need you breathing and swinging your blade at our side rather than...blue lion food."

Diplomacy -> 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26


For a split second the man - who is positively confirmed as being Aron by your captive - seems to really think about Sebastian's words, but then the masked wizard steps out of the bushes and Aron raises his spear

Only he can save us - what can you do against these monsters I ask you?!


Female Human Rogue-Knife Master/10 (Init: +4)

"The better question is, if he's so powerful, what does he need you for? And why did he feel the need to have you kill my friend here? Or was that your own idea?"


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Male Human Weapon Master 6 ~ Inv. Rager 4 | AC 24 T 13 FF 22 | HP 129/129 | F +14 R +6 W +7 | Init +2

The sketchy masked man being here just about put Kabal's anger over the top. The only thing holding it back was that his pal's were trying to talk their way out of it once again. He figured only spilled blood would solve this issue though. He bit his lip for the time being but when it came down to it the man Aron would fall first...this I swear...


Female Human Rogue-Knife Master/10 (Init: +4)

Bree has no intention of letting Aron live, even if she has to be all cloak and dagger about killing him :)


Female Half-Elf (Varisian) Fighter (Lore Warden archetype) 7

Caught between the angry party, her fellow employees of Croat and now this masked wizard that she had not seen before... Caterine is worried. Mouth growing dry she stands slightly aside to the party, but does not move any closer to Aron's men.


Suddenly, with one quick movement Aron turns around and hurls his spear with a mighty roar!

Like in slow motion you see the weapon rotating around its own axis - glinting light reflexes on its silvery tip.

It flies directly over the shoulder of a now pale pirate and smashes into the wizards breastbone - there is a violent, cracking sound and without a sound the spellcaster is thrown back for at least two metres back into the bushes!

The pirates around you gawp as much as you, while Aron falls to his knees, one hand clutched to his right temple.

Liberty's Edge

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Male Elf Witch/10 (HP: 27/27; AC15; FF13; T15; F+2, R+5, W+10; Perc: +31, Init +2)

"Oh sure, take all our fun." Crossbow loaded, Sable steps up to look for the fallen wizard, ready to sink another bolt into him if he still lives and hasn't teleported again.


Male Human Weapon Master 6 ~ Inv. Rager 4 | AC 24 T 13 FF 22 | HP 129/129 | F +14 R +6 W +7 | Init +2

As the man threw the spear Kabal had drawn steel and shield and prepared to meet the threat head on. He was slightly shocked that the attack hadnt come his way and was a bit impressed with Aron's apparent strength...we would have struck at each other like rampaging bulls...i may yet get the chance depending... he didnt stop moving and instead of charging Aron he swept passed him and trailed the witch into the bushes looking for the masked mage.

Perception - 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14


Male Half-Elf (Taldan) Bard (Archivist) 7 Drow Stats 51/51 hp;AC 19/T 14/FF 16; F +2/R +8/W +3; Int/Wis Skills -1

"Well done Aron! That was the first sensible thing I have seen since I landed on this cursed isle. Now make sure the deed is done. I prefer that spooky fellow dead rather than just angry."


Female Half-Elf (Varisian) Fighter (Lore Warden archetype) 7

Not knowing what to make of the scene playing out Caterine keeps silent.


Female Human Rogue-Knife Master/10 (Init: +4)

Bree keeps where she is, watching Aron while the other's secure (or confirm the death of) the masked wizard. "What's wrong with your head?"

Liberty's Edge

Male Elf Witch/10 (HP: 27/27; AC15; FF13; T15; F+2, R+5, W+10; Perc: +31, Init +2)

"Same bewitching claws that are wrapped around Croat's thick skull, I imagine."


As Sebastian and Sable step between the bushes they are absolutely sure that the mysterious wizard will never ever cast a spell again - at least if no one resurrects him. In his death he lost his mask and your worst misgivings prove to be true - a drow.

He looks much older than Depora with deep wrinkles all over his face, and now you are even more impressed by the agility his movements still possessed.

Aron tries to get up again, staggers - looks like a drunk man - but then he forces himself to stand still for a second and seems to have regained balance.

This freak...he had his fingers in my dreams, my thoughts...I couldn't think nor do what I wanted - he made me a spectator of doings I would have never done!


Male Human Weapon Master 6 ~ Inv. Rager 4 | AC 24 T 13 FF 22 | HP 129/129 | F +14 R +6 W +7 | Init +2

Kabal's could feal a cold sweat grip his back at the thought of being some drow's puppet but he didnt he didnt waste time thinking about how he waws prepared to kill a somewhat innocent man. Such was the way of war. His only outward reaction was to spit to the ground and those close by could hear him muttering.

...Gods be damned, dark souled, foul hearted, child eating, feckin drow...

Needless to say that his mood was darkening as the day went on. His thoughts weren't completely mired on the dead mage as his soldiers survival instincts reminded him of a more pressing threat.

What of the akatas Aron? How long have they beeen loose?


Female Human Rogue-Knife Master/10 (Init: +4)

Bree stands there gripping her daggers, her lips pressed into a thin frown. She doesn't doubt the man's words, she only doubts that she doesn't want to kill him anyway...

Liberty's Edge

Male Elf Witch/10 (HP: 27/27; AC15; FF13; T15; F+2, R+5, W+10; Perc: +31, Init +2)

Sable kneels down and strips the dark one of his possessions, casting detect magic as he sifts through the belongings.

Whispering in

Elven:
"Fly to her court, dark cousin, and know that many of your flock will soon follow."


Sable:

The drow wears a magic ring, a magic cloak and the aforementioned two rods.

Aron scratches his chin

Not for too long, about fifteen minutes I think...I...umm...wow, that's crazy, but I think the masked wizard wanted me to capture these creatures to impress his mistress...mhm...

the massive man shrugs, walks over to the wizard, tears his spear out of his breast and hands it to one of his men. Then he grabs his earthbreaker which lay behind one of the empty cages.

Hey, I ...umm I think I saw some his thoughts - I mean when...he invaded my mind I also got a glimpse of his...does that make sense at all?


Male Human Weapon Master 6 ~ Inv. Rager 4 | AC 24 T 13 FF 22 | HP 129/129 | F +14 R +6 W +7 | Init +2

Kabal didnt understand at all how such a thing was possible. The idea of the masked drow creeping around inside his thick skull had his skin crawling.

It depends on what you saw bub. If it was all butterflies and puppies then it wont make any sense at all coming from that damned, dark hearted bastard. So? What was it?

Liberty's Edge

Male Elf Witch/10 (HP: 27/27; AC15; FF13; T15; F+2, R+5, W+10; Perc: +31, Init +2)

While everyone talks Sable casts identify and investigates the items but will stop if interrupted or rushed. So if we move in the next 12 rounds I'll retry later.

Spellcraft on Ring 1d20 + 11 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 11 + 10 = 23

Spellcraft on Cloak 1d20 + 11 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 11 + 10 = 23

Spellcraft on Rod1 1d20 + 11 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 11 + 10 = 33

Spellcraft on Rod2 1d20 + 11 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 11 + 10 = 37


Female Half-Elf (Varisian) Fighter (Lore Warden archetype) 7

So if the blue lions aren't in the cages... where are they... Caterine takes a look at the ground around the cages to see if it might be discerned where the beasts have travelled to...

Survival: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14


@ Caterine:

The akatas have left the clearing to the west. You lose their tracks when they enter the forest.

@ Kabal:

Aron laughs and for a moment the worry and terror seem to have lost their grip on him

No, no butterflies! Hah! I saw the wizard and Croat walking together into a dark very large dark cave. Soon they were underground and there was a waterfall and a strange translucent things watching them from a hideout...ummm...well...naybe butterflies would have made more sense, eh?

Sable:

1. Lesser Rod of Metamagic: Merciful

2. Lesser Rod of Metamagic: Enlarge

3. Ring of Protection +1

4. Cloak of Arachnida


Female Half-Elf (Varisian) Fighter (Lore Warden archetype) 7

Returning to the others after losing the trail Caterine adds "The creatures have fled West, but I lost them in the forest..."

Liberty's Edge

Male Elf Witch/10 (HP: 27/27; AC15; FF13; T15; F+2, R+5, W+10; Perc: +31, Init +2)

After a few moments of examining the masked wizard's belongings, Sable stands.

"These rods assist in the warping and shaping of magics. One makes spells less deadly and the other extends the reach of some spells. There is a ring with a minor protective enchantment, and a cloak ensorcelled with magics akin to a spider. Aron, as you brought the blackbird down, if there are any tokens you wish you claim that is your right. Otherwise we can divide these spoils to assist us in bringing down the rest of this nest and the sea-scared akata."

Sable will also take the mask.

Lesser Rod of Metamagic: Merciful, Lesser Rod of Metamagic: Enlarge, Ring of Protection +1, Cloak of Arachnida


Male Human Weapon Master 6 ~ Inv. Rager 4 | AC 24 T 13 FF 22 | HP 129/129 | F +14 R +6 W +7 | Init +2

Kabal thought about what Aron said and it was disturbing indeed.

Now a dark cave does make more sense for drow. Any ideas on where it is?

Winter had uncharacteristically stood silently by the others but Caterine's and Aron's information together made him speak up.

The akatas are of no importance now. The drow's cave hideout and these strange luminescant beings are to be our focus. After Aron has taken his pick of the wizard's treasure the rest is to be divided up according to who can best use it. I'll leave that to you Sable. We need to find this cave...

a moment of contemplation and the priest turns to the young lad.

Marcus, surely a smart young man like yourself can lead us there?


Aron shrugs

Out of fear of the akatas we did not explore the isle very much and I doubt that the boy...

but Mercus speaks up and says

Yes, I can lead you there...I followed Croat and the wizard one night...I know where the cave is...but I...I didn't dare to enter it, it's a strange place.

Aron seems surprised but grins and mutters

Never underestimate the youth, eh?


Female Human Rogue-Knife Master/10 (Init: +4)

Bree bites down on her lip and takes a cleansing breath before turning to Mercus, "Come on then, show us the way."


Female Half-Elf (Varisian) Fighter (Lore Warden archetype) 7

Taking a few moments to re-coil her whip, Caterine awaits Marcus' guidance.


Aron hesitates and grabs Mercus' shoulder as the boy turns westwards

Hey, but what about Croat?


Female Human Rogue-Knife Master/10 (Init: +4)

Bree turns back towards Aron, a snarl ripping through her lips, "What about Croat?"


Male Human Weapon Master 6 ~ Inv. Rager 4 | AC 24 T 13 FF 22 | HP 129/129 | F +14 R +6 W +7 | Init +2

At Aron and Bree's question; Kabal realized that he once again had missed out on something of note. He didnt like the way the man had grabbed the lad though so he studied him intently.

Sense Motive - 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30


@ Kabal: You think it's rather the violent nature of Aron that made him grab the boy than any bad intentions.

I mean, if he was allied with the wizard - be it voluntarily or not -, he's either very confused now or he's furious. I don't think having him on our backs is a good thing, eh? I say you and Kat follow Mercus while my men and I return to the camp, kay?


Female Half-Elf (Varisian) Fighter (Lore Warden archetype) 7

Giving a knowing smirk to Aron "Mind yourself with him though, Croat in a temper's not a pretty sight." Caterine readies to follow Marcus and the party.

After Aron has left, she addresses the group "So which of you makes for being in charge then?"


Male Human Weapon Master 6 ~ Inv. Rager 4 | AC 24 T 13 FF 22 | HP 129/129 | F +14 R +6 W +7 | Init +2

Kabal relaxed as he recognized another soldier acting under instinct. He wasnt sure why he was being so protective of the boy but it wasnt something he was willing to let go yet. At Caterine's question he finally gave the woman full attention. She seemeed to have an innate strength that had him wanting to arm wrestle her of all things! THe choice of weapons threw him off though.

The tall silent one named Winter typically speaks for us in matters of diplomacy and when wisdom needs prevail. Otherwise its a democracy. You with us? Well met then. I'm Kabal. Stick to my left and we'll do just fine. Everyone ready? We have a cave of drow to clear.

He cracked his knuckles and spit to the side as he checked his blade for knicks and his armors straps.

...Where is that damned Corvax? Just like him to sneak off when the going gets tough. Probably drunk with some whore...well whores if I know him at all...hahaha...I'm going to jack his jaw for ghosting like this...


Female Human Rogue-Knife Master/10 (Init: +4)

Bree watches Aron and his men saunter off, hating that the man didn't give further provocation. She places a hand on Mercus' shoulder, and gives him a nod,"Come on then, but once we're there don't go getting yourself killed, alright?"

Bree takes a moment to look over the new woman from head to foot, before nodding and saying only, "About bloody time."

Is it safe to assume that Samaritha has kept near to us through all of this?


Yeah, Samaritha has fallen silent since the talking became drow-centrered, but she is still there and safe.

Aron and his men head off, you can't help but wonder what will happen once he reaches the camp...

Mercus grins and soon leads you into the fir woods that cover most of the island's surface. The thought of blue lions that hunt without making any noise and possess unnatural speed and agility nearly drives you mad but certainly also enhances your perception...

Perception roll, pls - and don't disappoint me :)

Liberty's Edge

Male Elf Witch/10 (HP: 27/27; AC15; FF13; T15; F+2, R+5, W+10; Perc: +31, Init +2)

Perception 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (15) + 11 = 26


Male Half-Elf (Taldan) Bard (Archivist) 7 Drow Stats 51/51 hp;AC 19/T 14/FF 16; F +2/R +8/W +3; Int/Wis Skills -1

Sebastian draws his sword. "I have no spells left to help, but I can still poke about with this."

Perception -> 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15


Male Human Weapon Master 6 ~ Inv. Rager 4 | AC 24 T 13 FF 22 | HP 129/129 | F +14 R +6 W +7 | Init +2

The mercenary stuck close to Mercus as they moved through the forest. His sword and shield at the ready and his nerves taut at the threat of an alkata attack from any direction he scanned the firs as they walked.

Perception - 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25

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