You are awaiting your briefing with your fellow agents.
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Wreck the half-orc, if he isn't in his tribal painted full plate, with the symbol of Gorum etched into it, you would see, just like his plate, he is covered in tattoos. He has a very fine cloak on, and a very thick belt too
He has a few scars on his body, also, carrying a greataxe that seems to be translucent at times. Also a Comp Longbow he carries around.
At a glance he looks mean and scary, but once you get to know him...
He's a friendly guy, a bit slow maybe. But he has a good heart and is always there to protect. A true defender
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The tiny halfling walks into the room, looking as if she owned the place. She took a small plate of whatever repast was provided during the briefing, and not so subtly begins looking at her fellow teammates, trying to take their individual measure. She nodded toward the heavily armored half Orc, expecting his axe arm to be very useful for whatever faces them. She wrinkled her nose at seeing the monkey playing in the corner, however. Casters and their stinky familiars, she thought.
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Wreck laughs
"Man has monkey! Wreck think monkey funny! Come here monkey!" a big smile on his face as he crouches down to call the monkey
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Wreck laughs loudly, obviously entertained by the antics of the monkey
"Monkey good. Wreck also play! Throw ball to Wreck monkey!"
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Maps stands off to the side. He is a tall weathered man with a thin dour face, a dingy longcoat, and stringy unkempt hair. He's either recently returned from a journey, or just not that interested in personal grooming. Behind him, leaning against the wall, is a well-made guisarme with a cold iron blade. He observes the others silently, but does not join in the revelry or even crack a smile, though he does nod in solemn greeting to Wreck and Fendahl, two Pathfinders he has traveled with before.
As he waits, his hands work with quick and precise motions to clean and maintain a finely-crafted double-barreled firearm. At one point he draws aside his coat to retrieve a cleaning rod from a holster, revealing a gleaming chain shirt, a second firearm, and a collection of throwing blades. Observant eyes also notice strange tattoos peeking from the cuffs and collar of his coat.
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Mr. Chips jumps out of the way, grabs the ball and bounces it off of Wreck's head again. Then, he sticks his tongue out. Ook Ook!
That's enough Mr. Chips. George snaps his fingers and Mr. Chips run under George's coat and up his leg, under his long cloak. George walks over and picks up the rubber ball, holding it at his collar. A small monkey hand pops out of the cloak's collar and grabs the tiny ball.
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Shel rolls her eyes at the revelry. Unlike the personality of "normal" halflings, she didn't appear interested in any fun and games before hearing more about the mission. She sat idly by, sipping her tea and waiting for her directions. Going to be tough whipping this lot into a cohesive team, she thinks.
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You see a half-elf with a hint of wild in his appearance, especially his silvery hair and sideburns.
His armor has bits of horn and covered with markings from the far East.
Close by, there is a lion that follows Fendahl closely, watching for commands or an occasional treat from his companion.
"Hrrmm, it is an honor to serve with you all."
He bows deeply to the collective members assembled.
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The half orc throws his hands up
"Ah! Pointy ear cat person man is here too! Wreck greets warmly!" he goes to greet Fehn
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Master of Scrolls Kreighton Shaine absentmindedly wanders into the room and spends a few moments chatting with you all before eventually remembering that he came here to give you a mission. He thinks for a moment and then begins his briefing:
“As I’m sure you’ve heard by now, the Society recently acquired what we believe to be the very core of the fabled Sky Key. The entirety of the organization is now focused on finding the four remaining pieces of the mysterious, fractured item, as well as finding any information we can regarding Numerian technology.
“We received word than an agent in Nantambu has obtained a copy of A Thread of Silver. The original copy of this book was stolen from the Technic League in Numeria generations ago. Since that time, several copies have surfaced. In each case, however, the books’ owners were savagely murdered and the copies were destroyed by Technic League agents.
“We don’t know if the book that was purchased is legitimate, but the very mention of its name is treacherous. Venture-Captain Nieford Sharrowsmith is off on an important expedition, so the Nantambu lodge is in the hands of our trusted associate, Aya Allahe. I need you to travel to the covert lodge—in the back of Sharrowsmith’s Exports on the outskirts of Nantambu. Take this coin and show it to the guards standing outside the inner sanctum. Tell them that you require an appraisal. They will recognize the coin and let Aya know you’ve arrived. Work with her to make sure the existence of the book remains a secret and see it safely to Absalom. No one must learn we purchased the book or of our operations in Nantambu.”
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You may know something about the Technic League already.
You may know something about the esoteric book A Thread of Silver.
You may know something of the city of Nantambu.
Pathfinder agents who have studied arcane history likely recall stories of the Old-Mage Jatembe and his Ten Magic Warriors.
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Wreck looks at the captain
"So Wreck and fellow Pathfinders go get book thing and make sure book thing safe and stuff. Does other people know that book is there?"
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Wreck looks at the captain
"So Wreck and fellow Pathfinders go get book thing and make sure book thing safe and stuff. Does other people know that book is there?"
"Yes, it seems you have the gist of the mission. We certainly hope that no one knows the book is there but the ever-watchful Technic League may already have suspicions. Make sure they don't confirm those suspicions."
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You spend a considerable amount of time traveling to the Mwangi via several mundane means to arrive in the city of Nantambu safely. Sharrowsmith’s Exports, which serves as both a thriving marketplace and the front for the Pathfinder Society’s secret lodge in Nantambu stands on the northwestern corner of the city.
Towering wooden gates stand open, leading to a vast courtyard surrounded by thick, stone walls. Dozens of colorful awnings cover rows of tables and carts, as hundreds of customers peruse all manner of exotic goods.
Two large, vaguely human statues rise from a central fountain. Their faces look up to the sky and their gaping mouths overflow with water feeding into the basin below. Beyond the fountain stands an immense stone building lined with monolithic pillars, behind which is a facade carved with great beasts native to the Mwangi jungles.
Two guards stand watch over the bazaar just inside the gates, and two more stand outside the sealed doors to the inner building.
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Wreck whispers
"So Wreck no go greet?"
Wreck always got confused with complicated situations
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When presented the coin given to you by Kreighton Shaine, the guards lead you inside the building and ask you to wait in the foyer.
A woman returns with the guard and introduces herself as Aya Allahe. Aya is a Mwangi aasimar woman with golden eyes and lips, smooth dark skin that shines with a celestial radiance, and modest, traditional Mwangi attire. She asks to see the coin and upon its presentation she leads you to the westernmost appraisal room of Sharrowsmith’s Exports.
Once in the room, she welcomes you more formally, “Welcome Pathfinders. It’s good to see that your leaders take your recent acquisition seriously. If you will follow me, I will lead you to your lodge.”
Aya runs her hand along the wall and presses a hidden catch. The wall slowly recedes, revealing a small room lit by a single torch. “Please, follow me.”
Aya leads you through the door, past a vaguely human wooden statue, and into a warmly lit lounge.
“Please think of this as your home away from home. You will find it currently empty, as Nieford departed several weeks ago and took most of his agents with him. The venture-captain left only Arvellos Rand behind to watch over the grounds until he returned.
“Rand had only just arrived in Nantambu with the item whose discovery prompted your visit here. Now, he has now been missing for two days.
“Your precious book is locked in the lodge’s hidden vault, but I fear it may not be safe even there. Rumors ride the winds that strange mechanical creatures have been seen in the corners of the city and dark shadows stalk the night. I fear that the book’s rightful owners are here in my city and it’s only a matter of time before they find this location—putting my investment and my safety at risk.
“From what I have heard of the Technic League, they will stop at nothing to destroy the book and lay waste to any who would stand in their way. It is important that you find Arvellos Rand and make sure no one can connect a copy of A Thread of Silver to our facility. Should the League learn of its location, I fear the defenses of this lodge would not survive their magical and technological onslaught.”
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Wreck looks around, he knew a thing or two about fighting
"Ma'am? May Wreck look around to see if place can fight back if enemy comes? Wreck promise Wreck not break or touch anything!"
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Johender, who had been quiet up to this point, flashes a winning smile at the woman. "Nice to meet you love? When was Rand last seen? How would you advise we go about finding Rand?" Peering around the shop he levels his stare at the comely woman. "What sort of goods do you deal in? What is your position here?"
"I am not sure where Arvellos Rand is. But find Arvellos. Make sure he is safe and ensure he has not exposed the Society’s purchase to the Technic League. Beyond that, you should investigate the rumors of the League’s presence here in Nantambu. There are some in the city who report seeing strange happenings, unusual even by Nantambu’s standards. If the Technic League is indeed in Nantambu, we need to make sure they don’t learn of the Pathfinder Society’s presence or involvement in the book’s acquisition. Maybe you could plant rumors across the city of someone else’s involvement. Perhaps your Aspis Consortium friends in Bloodcove? Whatever it takes to lead the Technic League away from the city."
You are given free reign to explore the entire building.
A1. The Grand Bazaar
Sharrowsmith’s Exports houses one of the most active markets in Nantambu. The open-air bazaar is home to dozens of merchants, many of whom sell their varied wares from beneath colorful awnings. The exterior walls of the compound are made of lightly colored granite and stand 12 feet high. A massive wooden gate in the eastern wall remains open from dawn, when the market opens, until about an hour after dusk, when the merchants begin to close shop. Two large stone statues occupy the interior of a
centrally located fountain.
A2. Foyer
Beyond the primary structure’s stone doors, the grand foyer of the inner building welcomes merchants from all over Golarion. The room is decorated with Mwangi cultural items and dominated by two large preserved reptiles*. A massive compass rose with ivory inlay dominates the
center of the floor.
A3. Personal Appraisal Rooms
These small rooms serve as private meeting rooms for anyone requesting an appraisal of their trade goods. Each room contains a large wood table and simple yet comfortable wooden chairs.
A4. Luxury Appraisal Rooms
Reserved for clientele possessing especially rare wares, these rooms are well appointed and spacious enough to appraise large treasures. The northern luxury room contains a secret door in its west wall leading into the Pathfinder Society lodge.
A5. Sharrowsmith’s Office
Venture-Captain Nieford Sharrowsmith’s personal office is used to entertain some of Nantambu’s most influential residents. It doubles as a planning room for launching Pathfinder Society activities in the region. A massive oak table occupies much of the room. Several maps lay spread out on its surface, revealing areas of the Mwangi Expanse south of Nantambu.
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Sharrowsmith’s desk sits nestled in the corner of the room. All that remains on his desk is a ledger detailing recent transactions consistent with preparing to supply an extended expedition for a large group of agents.
Hanging on the west wall is a 20-foot-wide silken tapestry of a large city on the banks of a vast river. Shimmering silver thread depicts a ruined visage of the city superimposed on the image below, creating the appearance of a city at once both whole and desolated.
Behind the tapestry, a secret door grants access to the Pathfinder Society lodge’s library (area A8).
in the northeast corner of the office is an animated object missing a particular type of black diamond control gem.
A6. Secret Foyer
This passage serves as the main entrance for Society members and their allies heading to and from the bazaar. The room is lit by a single continual flame torch and has two exits, an obvious door to the west (area A7) and a hidden door in the eastern wall, leading to area A4.
An inert wood golem stands motionless in the passage.
found only in select regions of the Mwangi jungles.
A7. Lodge Lounge
This comfortable refuge contains a pair of couches and a lounge chair for traveling agents to rest and recuperate after exploring the harsh jungles that surround Nantambu.
A8. Library
The Nantambu lodge is famous for its expansive collection containing thousands of volumes on the Mwangi Expanse, rivaled in the region only by the libraries of the nearby Magaambya. A large wooden decagon table with the Glyph of the Open road engraved into its surface occupies the center of the room. A secret door in the eastern wall leads to area A5.
A9. Kitchen
A large double-sided fireplace is the central feature of the lodge’s kitchen, which is large enough to comfortably hold over a dozen agents.
A10. Pantry
The pantry, normally stocked to the brink with crates and barrels of foodstuffs, now lies nearly empty with only minimal essentials left behind by Sharrowsmith.
A11. Armory
The Nantambu lodge’s armory still houses weapons, shields, and a few suits of armor.
A12. Sleeping Quarters
The Nantambu lodge can comfortably host 12 agents at a time using these simple dormitories. Each room contains a bunk bed and private chest for storing personal items.
A13. Privy
The privy of the Nantambu lodge earns much talk from agents travelling through the area for its solid ivory construction.
A14. Stables
The lodge’s stables, though currently empty, show signs of recent occupation, with the courtyard beyond its gates covered with month-old hoof prints and wagon ruts. Pathfinders are expected to leave Large or larger companion creatures here during their stay.
A15. Vault
The lodge’s vault is accessible only through a secret door hidden behind one of the many bookshelves in the library (area A5). Lined with stone shelves and a small stone table, the vault is home to the lodge’s most precious treasures. The copy of A Thread of Silver lies open on the table. Several other relics line the shelves, including old tablets, pottery and woodcarvings. None of these items are magical, though they’re worth anywhere from several hundred to several thousand gold pieces each.
A THREAD OF SILVER PRICE 6,700 GP
ACCURACY +7
ASSOCIATED SKILL Knowledge (engineering) (DC 25)
This thick leather-bound book was stolen from the Technic League by unknown hands, and it describes one of the earliest surveys of the Silver Mount of Numeria and nearby ruins. The League’s assassins brutally hunt down anyone with a copy.
SKILL BONUSES
• Disable clockwork trap (Disable Device +2)
• Evaluate Numerian relic (Appraise +4)
• Identify construct creature (Knowledge [arcana] +4)
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Asking around, Johendar hears a rumor about a heavily tattooed Kellid man—a sort of person rarely seen in these parts—dressed in clothes that seemed to be made of solid oil and glass. Maps feels certain that such a man could belong to the Technic League, and be dressed in some of the alien attire their assassins and spellcasters tend to wear.