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| GM Elberion |
| GM All-powerful dictator of reality 4 |
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It is a cool, bright evening in late spring. A light breeze takes the edge off the coming summer heat and the sky is high and clear.
It is a typical starday which is about to be... interrupted:
Pontia
In a flowing script, the envelope was marked: "Pontia Canario"
Inside you found a note:
"Pontia,
You have suffered much and know all too well the dark heart of Westcrown's days. If you would play you part in making a better future for us all, join me this evening for light supper at Vizio's Tavern.
J."
light supper is served at roughly 4pm: some Wiscrani divide their days by meals, even though they might only have two or three themselves.
Hyngrot
Daxius
Nicolai
Astra
In Westcrown, 'light supper' is a meal served at roughly 4pm.
| Nicolai Beauturne |
| Male Human (Varisian) Alchemist 3 |
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Nicolai looked over the note, twice, before looking up. Tossing the messenger the earned copper, he carefully tucked the note in his pocket. "Thank you, that will be all." As he went back to the bookcase, he began wondering just what this meeting was all about. After he would find the book and get back, he could mull it over.
| GM Elberion |
| GM All-powerful dictator of reality 4 |
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Nicolai looked over the note, twice, before looking up. Tossing the messenger the earned copper, he carefully tucked the note in his pocket. "Thank you, that will be all." As he went back to the bookcase, he began wondering just what this meeting was all about. After he would find the book and get back, he could mull it over.
** spoiler omitted **
Nicolai
| Daxius Veronius |
| Male Human Inquisitor of Iomedae 3 [HP 27/27, AC 19/12/17, F +4 R +3 W +5] |
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His weapon at half-guard, he walks briskly down the stairs. If he sees anyone he doesn't recognize, he calls out, "Identify yourself!"
| GM Elberion |
| GM All-powerful dictator of reality 4 |
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** spoiler omitted **
| Pontia Canario |
| {Scholar} Female Human Conjurer/3 |
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At the proper time she'll take a moment to wash her hands and cast a quick prestidigitation spell to clean her clothing before leaving (fortunately, as she otherwise would have missed a few splashes of frog's blood on her sleeves). She'll leave a note for Titus and go.
| GM Elberion |
| GM All-powerful dictator of reality 4 |
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| Hyngrot |
| {Hunter} Male Half-Orc Urban Ranger 3 {HP15/28 | AC 17 T12 FF14 CMD 18 | F/R/W 5/5/2} |
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Two questions. 1) Do I know this J? 2) What do I know about Vizios? (or should I also make the check)
| Nicolai Beauturne |
| Male Human (Varisian) Alchemist 3 |
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Nicolai prepares 2 extracts; shield and cure light wounds. The mutagen he would make increases his Dex by +4, reduces his Wis by -2, and adds a +2 bonus to natural armor.
When rolling for something like that, and you have the DC result listed; after I roll, can I edit the post I made or does it reroll the dice result? Or should I make a double post for my actions after knowing the result?
| GM Elberion |
| GM All-powerful dictator of reality 4 |
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You've got good enough scores for some synthesis here.
J might well be Janiven, as she is the co-owner of Vizio's tavern.
Janiven is a local merchant guard and tracker. You may even have shared some clients.
She has a reputation for being a bit rash (she recently dragged a client out of a cathouse in his underwear after he refused to leave while the curfew approached) but trustworthy and broadly well-liked.
| Astra Vesper |
| HP: 10/10 AC 13/13/10: F-1, R +3, W+0, Per:-2, Init: +3 |
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| GM Elberion |
| GM All-powerful dictator of reality 4 |
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Just need to wait for a post or two from Daxius and then you can meet. Huzzar!
She will turn aside any questions with comments about 'Iomedan patience' and asking you to help with more chores. She gets you to draw water from the well and draws victals from her two sacks.
She is making a root vegetable and mutton stew, with fresh bread, local cheese and some small (thin) beer.
As the time nears 4pm she suggests you tidy up and prepare to meet some new friends.
You are a fine lad, thankyou. I'll finish off the stew.
| Daxius Veronius |
| Male Human Inquisitor of Iomedae 3 [HP 27/27, AC 19/12/17, F +4 R +3 W +5] |
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I don't know what's going on in the other threads, as I haven't been reading the spoilers. Should I be?
Once he's informed of the situation, Daxius lightens up just the slightest bit, and assists with the cooking, then heads back upstairs to suit up at the apppointed time.
Since Janiven feels it's appropriate to be armed and armored for the meeting, Daxius suits up, doning his scale mail and belting on his weapons before heading back down the stairs.
Diplomacy for the Vizio's Tavern spoilers:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
Edit: No Go.
| GM Elberion |
| GM All-powerful dictator of reality 4 |
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I don't know what's going on in the other threads, as I haven't been reading the spoilers. Should I be?
** spoiler omitted **
Diplomacy for the Vizio's Tavern spoilers:1d20+4
Edit: No Go.
No, you're right: I guess once I've written that many spoiler posts in one go I forget that they're all exclusive.
| GM Elberion |
| GM All-powerful dictator of reality 4 |
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Astra, Hyngrot, Nicolai and Pontia.
You are walking down the street to the tavern from the central town and find yourself keeping uneasy company with three other Wiscrani.
You really wanted to keep a low profile but decide to brazen it out and head straight for the tavern, only to find everyone else heading there instead.
The door swings open before you and an attractive, armed woman in her mid-30s beckons you in. The inn smells of fresh food and warm bread.
Welcome, I am Janiven. We're all friends here. Thankyou for coming, don't hover in the doorway on my account.
Daxius too...
Looking around, you see another stranger and have a moment to look at your fellows properly.
Would everyone describe what they look like and what they first say when put on the spot.
| Hyngrot |
| {Hunter} Male Half-Orc Urban Ranger 3 {HP15/28 | AC 17 T12 FF14 CMD 18 | F/R/W 5/5/2} |
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Hyngrot stands 6'4", his skin a light green bordering on gray in color. As he removes his brimmed hat, his head can be seen shaven clean. In dress he wears a heavy long coat down to his ankles, underneath which can be seen metal link of his armor. At one side under the coat he keeps a mean looking blade, the other a heavy hammer used for beating in skulls. On his back is a quiver holding a handful of javelins, and slung over that at the moment is a shield, spikes lining one edge. A satchel is draped across his body.
As Hyngrot removes his hat, he gives a nod to Janiven. "Evening ma'am. Looks like I came for the dinner party." As he says it, he eyes the group of individuals he had entered with.
| Nicolai Beauturne |
| Male Human (Varisian) Alchemist 3 |
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Nicolai is roughly 5'8", with a slight, spry body. He is wearing fairly nice clothes, like that of a scholar - a light grey coat covers his frame, though underneath it can be seen that he is also wearing newly polished studded leather armor; a blue scarf around his neck, and fine boots. His skin is lightly bronzed, like most Varisians, and his wavy brown hair is combed forward.
His slate grey eyes darting to and fro, looking at the others assembled with him, he then looked toward the woman who called herself Janiven. He gave a slight bow, arms at his sides; a slight jingling sound occurs at this gesture. "Greetings, madame," his thick northern accent showing, "though it seems you're more aquainted with me than I you."
| Astra Vesper |
| HP: 10/10 AC 13/13/10: F-1, R +3, W+0, Per:-2, Init: +3 |
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Astra, feeling rather short next to the mountainous Half-Orc, stands at 5' 6", he clothes hang loosely on her skinny frame. A white shirt falls just past her hips and her obviously too long pants fall over her worn leather boots. Her right ear is notched about halfway up and a fading bruise discolors her left cheek. Other than that she appears to be a rather beautiful, raven-haired Half-Elf.
She looks around at the others, dark purple eyes going wide at the sight of two heavily armed and armed people already in the inn. She pauses and glares at Niolai (I'm assuming that he looks like he's a noble here). She comes to Hyngrot last, craning her neck to look at him.
"Well, I think it's safe to say I've never meet you handsome."
She then looks down at her unarmored body with a wry smile.
"Probably safe to say that I came a bit underdressed, too."
She finally looks at Janiven, looking a little abashed.
"And you know me, but looks like I haven't a clue who you are ma'am."
| Pontia Canario |
| {Scholar} Female Human Conjurer/3 |
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Sorry for not posting sooner; yesterday was kind of frantic. I left work early and my wife and I went to see an interesting cross-cultural interpretation of "A Christmas Carol," performed entirely in tlhIngan Hol (with translations projected above the stage, and a Vulcan narrator). The theater company that did it is going to be doing a couple of other odd interpretations next year--"Bard Fiction" ("Pulp Fiction," as if it were written by Shakespeare), and "Corleone" {"The Godfather," ditto).
Portia enters the tavern, tucks her staff into the crook of one arm, then pulls back the hood of her cloak and looks around, blinking absent-mindedly. "I'm sorry, I had just remembered why Master Canario wanted the frog liver, and I didn't want to forget again." She has mostly Chelaxian features--pale skin, dark eyes, and dark hair, the latter cut short. She's slightly taller than Nicolai, but like the rest of the group is dwarfed by the half-orc. Under her cloak she wears robes, her only visible armament her staff and a poniard at her belt. She continues in a more formal tone, bowing slightly to the woman who let the party in.
"Mistress Janiven, a pleasure to meet you." She looks around at the other three and nods to each in turn. "I am Pontia Canario, scholar."
| Daxius Veronius |
| Male Human Inquisitor of Iomedae 3 [HP 27/27, AC 19/12/17, F +4 R +3 W +5] |
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At a full six feet tall and over two hundred pounds, Daxius cuts an imposing figure. His long brown hair is swept straight back, and he is cleanly shaven. He's wearing a plain tunic over bulky scale-mail and a longsword at his belt.
Daxius stares with his gold-flecked hazel eyes, brow furrowed, as people continue to filter into his home. He seems increasingly uncomfortable at the intrusion, but manages a polite "Welcome."
He keeps glancing at the half-orc then looking away, as if expecting trouble.
| Hyngrot |
| {Hunter} Male Half-Orc Urban Ranger 3 {HP15/28 | AC 17 T12 FF14 CMD 18 | F/R/W 5/5/2} |
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Taking a seat, Hyngrot takes a whiff of the stew before taking a couple bites. "Well, if it's poison, at least we're gettin' a good meal 'fore going out. Name's Hyngrot. And who do be the rest of my dining campanions, aside from Pontia there, the only one of us with enough manners to introduce themselves, myself included. Oh and our hostess Janniven there."
| Daxius Veronius |
| Male Human Inquisitor of Iomedae 3 [HP 27/27, AC 19/12/17, F +4 R +3 W +5] |
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Daxius stares at Hyngrot for a hard moment, then says "I was wondering why you people were invited here. Apparently so that you could eat the food that I helped to prepare, and then insult my manners." He sits stiffly and takes a sip from a glass of water. "I am Daxius Veronius."
| Astra Vesper |
| HP: 10/10 AC 13/13/10: F-1, R +3, W+0, Per:-2, Init: +3 |
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Astra eye's the stew her stomach pointedly reminding her she probably hasn't had anything since last night.
"My apologies, I must have forgotten my manners when I smelled the wonderful food here. I'm Astra Vesper. It seems that Janiven and I have a mutual acquaintance."
She sits down and savors the first bite before hungrily proceeding to down the rest.
| Nicolai Beauturne |
| Male Human (Varisian) Alchemist 3 |
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Please forgive my rudeness as well; I must say, I'm not used to being invited to feasts by mystery hosts." He takes another spoonful of the soup, I'm Nicolai Beauturne, here from Ustlav. Nice to meet you all.
Nicolai would look over at Hyngrot - while the half-orc looks tame enough, he's heard plenty of tales of orcs looting the western parts of Ustlav.
| Hyngrot |
| {Hunter} Male Half-Orc Urban Ranger 3 {HP15/28 | AC 17 T12 FF14 CMD 18 | F/R/W 5/5/2} |
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Hyngrot returns Daxius's stare. "If it's a fight your wantin', I'd be more than happy to oblige. Though I just came to eat your delicious stew with the lady there," nods to Janniven, "and I'm pretty sure she doesn't want us breaking the place up."
| Janniven |
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Janniven makes a comic sigh: Come now, gentlemen, Wiscrani are you both and in these days Wiscrani must work together.
I should apologise, I have flung you all together with little warning and this is bound to put people on edge.
She leans over and touches Daxius on the arm I have a find friend who vouches for you and She nods toward Hyngrot, further down the table another fine friend who vouches for you.
She takes in the whole table with her gaze.
Every person here, gathered around this table, has a good heart. I would swear to it. So we'll have no squabbles about manners and instead trust that each of us means well.
First, I should explain who I am: I'm a Wiscrani, through and through, a sellsword is what I appear to most but I have a passion which fires me more than the next fight and the next ale. I care about this city and its people and I intend to do something to help them.
After we've dined I will tell you all why I have called you here, rest-assured I have not made any invitations lightly. Now that's a long speech for me, so I'll hold off for a while.
| Hyngrot |
| {Hunter} Male Half-Orc Urban Ranger 3 {HP15/28 | AC 17 T12 FF14 CMD 18 | F/R/W 5/5/2} |
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Sense Motive 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20
Hyngrot gives a snort and mumbles "Sorry" in Daxius's direction.
Perception 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9
Bluff 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20 add 2 if human
Ouch, really wish those rolls had been switched
| Daxius Veronius |
| Male Human Inquisitor of Iomedae 3 [HP 27/27, AC 19/12/17, F +4 R +3 W +5] |
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"There is no need to apologize; I have not been the most gracious of hosts." Daxius keeps his eyes trained on Janniven as he speaks to Hyngrot, and he grows clearly more agitated by the second. He stands abruptly with such violence that his chair falls over backward.
"Enough of this charade!The inquisitor's face is red, and he looks both angered and fearful. "You will inform us as to whom you expect, Janniven, and why their arrival worries you so. This gathering has all the earmarks of a trap - to what purpose I cannot determine - but a trap nonetheless. Explain yourself, or I will leave forthwith!"
| Astra Vesper |
| HP: 10/10 AC 13/13/10: F-1, R +3, W+0, Per:-2, Init: +3 |
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The unarmored rogue starts at the mention of a trap. She looks around trying to find any quick ways to escape if need be.
Perception:1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26
| Pontia Canario |
| {Scholar} Female Human Conjurer/3 |
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Sense Motive check: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 1 = 19
Missed it by *that* much....
Perception check from Astra: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Pontia paused for a moment to jot down a note to herself before looking up again to hear what Janniven had to say. "Thank you for the unexpected invitation, and thank you for the meal. Hyngrot, I'm pleased to meet you. Don't hold your reticence against yourself; I might have been better off being less ready to announce my name in front of strangers--though clearly Mistress Janniven knew it already." She'll sit down and eat, focusing on her food to the exclusion of much else.
After Daxius' outburst, she'll look quizzically at him. "I'm sorry; I've missed something here. Trap?" Let's see...the exit is behind me and there's a table in the way...have to remember that if I have to run.
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