GM SpiderBeard's Second Darkness (Inactive)

Game Master Barvo Delancy

Chapter 3: The Armageddon Echo

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Mutt and Fiona see a bit of paper peeking out from under the wash tub where the snake was hidden. The scrap shows a crude drawing of Saul Vancaskerkin, now with both hands missing and a brief threat scribbled below:

"Looking to go two for two, Saul? Pack up, get out of town, and you'll be fine!"


'Yasraena Zauviir'|DR: 2/-|Spell Slots: 1st: 6/6; 2nd: 5/5; 3rd: 4/4|Performance Rounds: 27/28|Female Human (Shoanti) Skald 9|AC: 20/13/17 (19/12/16 in Raging Song)|HP: 67/67|Saves: Fort: +9, Ref: +6, Will: +8 (+11 in Raging Song) (+4 vs. Bardic Performance, Sonic, Language-Dependent, +1 vs Fear)|Init: +6|Perc: +14

Fiona narrows her eyes as she picks up the slip of paper. "Well... looks like someone wants Saul out of the picture for good."

She takes the paper and goes looking for Saul so she can show it to him. She spares a worried glance at Variel as she goes. "...we need to get you to a healer."


Male Dwarf Rng 2/Rog 1 | A 16 T 13 F 13 | hp 24/27 | F +5 R +8 W +2 | In +5 | Per +8

"What're ye talkin' about?" he frowns, as the Shoanti leans over the dead snake?


'Yasraena Zauviir'|DR: 2/-|Spell Slots: 1st: 6/6; 2nd: 5/5; 3rd: 4/4|Performance Rounds: 27/28|Female Human (Shoanti) Skald 9|AC: 20/13/17 (19/12/16 in Raging Song)|HP: 67/67|Saves: Fort: +9, Ref: +6, Will: +8 (+11 in Raging Song) (+4 vs. Bardic Performance, Sonic, Language-Dependent, +1 vs Fear)|Init: +6|Perc: +14

Fiona shows Bofur the slip of paper she found as she walks out. "Take a look."


'Zov' Male Human (Varisian/Shoanti) Bloodrager (primalist) 9 | AC 19 T 12 FF 19 | Damage Reduction 1/- | HP 54/90 | F +10 R +4 W +6 (+1 morale bonus to all saves vs fear) | Init +4 | Perc +13

Mutt looks at the paper and scowls. He shifts his greataxe from his shoulder to both of his hands, gripping the handle tightly. "Zincher did this! I know it! I've seen this before! That criminal b*****d! I WILL DESTROY HIM!!" The menace in is voice is slightly deteriorated by his slight fatigue. However, even he knows there's a time and a place... and a packed casino is not the place. He follows Fiona, greataxe now fully sheathed, to Saul, furiously muttering obscenities and vague threats all the while.


CN [Male Elf] Inquisitor of Calistria 9 | HP 51/51 (+18) | AC 21 (T 12 F 20) | CMB +10, CMD 22 | F +7 R +5 W +11 | Init. +5 | Percep +18, Sense Motive +20 | Speed 30ft | Judgment: 3/day (1 used) | Bane:14/day (1 used)| Conditions: -

Somewhat weakened, Variel looks over the note. He joins Fiona in seeking out Saul, and tries to calm Mutt.


Male Dwarf Rng 2/Rog 1 | A 16 T 13 F 13 | hp 24/27 | F +5 R +8 W +2 | In +5 | Per +8

Bofur hands him the "evidence". "Maybe it was Zincher and he was hopin' this would happen while he was visitin'. I guess we should hear what Saul has ta say on the matter." He shrugs and returns to the casino.


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Gonna bounce you to the next scene here, as a reminder Mutt's bouncer arranged a meeting for you all at the Publican House, the temple of Cayden Cailean.

The rest of the night goes uneventfully. Samaritha stayed back to keep the illusions up and prevent the crowd from noticing the fight, and seems to have kept things in order. Variel does step out to cope with the miserable after-effects of the snake's poison. Saul briefly makes an appearance and nods at Mutt's outrage, and reads the note.

"I don't scare that easy. Good work," is all he says before he wanders off.

The following morning the group arise hale and - with the exception of Variel - healthy. The enthusiastic bouncer Fredrick reminds all of you that you had a meeting planned at the Publican House, the notorious temple of Cayden Cailean, the God of freedom and ale.

The group make their way to the temple shortly after lunch, and arrive there. The temple is a large building of clapboard and shingles styled like a huge rough and tumble tavern. Great bay windows of leaded glass look out over the river. A sign bearing the symbol of a dented ale mug hangs over the door, and written discreetly beneath it in gold letters are the words "Publican House". The only other sign has one rule: "No Cyphermages".

Once inside, they are greeted and brought to a table with ale for all. Soon, a huge bear of a man with a notched sword at his hip settles down to look you all over.

"So! I heard tell someone from the Gold Goblin wanted to talk with me. Names Arnando Rolf, I'm the High Publican here. So let's toast the Lucky Drunk and you can tell me what you want!"


'Yasraena Zauviir'|DR: 2/-|Spell Slots: 1st: 6/6; 2nd: 5/5; 3rd: 4/4|Performance Rounds: 27/28|Female Human (Shoanti) Skald 9|AC: 20/13/17 (19/12/16 in Raging Song)|HP: 67/67|Saves: Fort: +9, Ref: +6, Will: +8 (+11 in Raging Song) (+4 vs. Bardic Performance, Sonic, Language-Dependent, +1 vs Fear)|Init: +6|Perc: +14

That's it? Two of his employees nearly die from a snakebite and all he has to say is that he doesn't scare easily? Fiona leaves Saul's office with a feeling of contempt. Sure, neither of them died, but he could at least express some concern...

The morning of the meeting, Fiona makes sure to dress appropriately in her hides. She lugs her earthbreaker and equipment over to the Publican House, silently fuming. She snatches up her offered ale and starts downing it to try and get herself in a more presentable mood.


Male Dwarf Rng 2/Rog 1 | A 16 T 13 F 13 | hp 24/27 | F +5 R +8 W +2 | In +5 | Per +8

Bofur admires Saul's bravado, but suspects the man is more disturbed than he lets on. As the man wanders off, he calls out,

"Do ye recognize the writin', Saul?"

The next morning, after his ablutions, he fetches some fresh fruit and checks on the kitchen boy.

"How's are guy feelin' this mornin'? Gave us quite a scare yesterday. Ye must be made of stern stuff ta survive a meetin' with a snake that size! Ye just stay under the covers and recup'rate, do what the healers tell ya, and enjoy this fresh fruit. We'll be back to check on ya in a couple a days."

He gathers with the others at the reminder of the bouncer and heads over to the Publican House. "Now there's a name I can get into!"

At Arnold's prompting, he raises his mug cheerfully and drinks a respectable swallow before looking at the others. "Right. So, who wants to tell the man why we're here?

Spoiler:
A DC: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0 Sense Motive can tell he did not actually drink much of his beer and reminds the others they have never seen him drink beer.


'Zov' Male Human (Varisian/Shoanti) Bloodrager (primalist) 9 | AC 19 T 12 FF 19 | Damage Reduction 1/- | HP 54/90 | F +10 R +4 W +6 (+1 morale bonus to all saves vs fear) | Init +4 | Perc +13

Mutt frowns at Saul's dismissal. 'Hmph. Saul's just like him. I can't believe I'm getting caught up in this again.'

The following morning, Mutt takes the time to do his daily exercises and cleans up. He makes sure to visit the kitchen boy with Bofur. Looking at the boy, he says, "Takes quite a bit of strength and fortitude to survive that. I respect that kind of strength. Take a rest, you've earned it."

Mutt leaves with the others to the Publican House. Mutt looks at the Temple with slight interest, not use to seeing such things in the past. He enters the Temple. When Arnando Rolf introduces himself, Mutt nods. He takes a mug of ale and downs it.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Despite not understanding people generally, Mutt does understand Bofur's actions.

Looking to the large man, Mutt says, "We are partners with Saul. We wish to have more people go to the Gold Goblin and were wondering if the Publican House would aid. We were thinking of things such as promotion, support, maybe having some priests come to the Gold Goblin. Last night, we had a Blot themed evening and are currently planning on a fighting tournament. Is there anything the Publican House can do to help?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15

He looks to the others for their two coppers and support. aka aid another on diplomacy.


'Yasraena Zauviir'|DR: 2/-|Spell Slots: 1st: 6/6; 2nd: 5/5; 3rd: 4/4|Performance Rounds: 27/28|Female Human (Shoanti) Skald 9|AC: 20/13/17 (19/12/16 in Raging Song)|HP: 67/67|Saves: Fort: +9, Ref: +6, Will: +8 (+11 in Raging Song) (+4 vs. Bardic Performance, Sonic, Language-Dependent, +1 vs Fear)|Init: +6|Perc: +14

Fiona nods. "We have had success in attracting customers already--and we encourage a general air of revelry. The support of the church would go far in this."

Aid Another (Diplomacy): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

Her words are sweet enough, but they're tempered by her lingering bad mood.


CN [Male Elf] Inquisitor of Calistria 9 | HP 51/51 (+18) | AC 21 (T 12 F 20) | CMB +10, CMD 22 | F +7 R +5 W +11 | Init. +5 | Percep +18, Sense Motive +20 | Speed 30ft | Judgment: 3/day (1 used) | Bane:14/day (1 used)| Conditions: -

Still pale but feeling somewhat better, Variel accompanies the group to the Publican House.

"I'm not sure if you have heard, but Saul is wanting the Goblin to be a place where people can drink, revel, and game, and know that they're getting a fair night's entertainment for their coin. He wants to distance himself from his perhaps ... less honest past. An alliance with your respected house would go far for the Goblin's reputation."

Variel is not entirely sure what the Goblin might have to offer in return, but he smiles broadly and invites Rolf to speculate.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21


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Arnando drinks heavily from his ale and sets it down.

"Drink, drink! It would be inhospitable to leave this place sober. Well now friends, you want our endorsement for your gambling hall. The Lucky Drunk smiles on games of chance, but we open ourselves up to retribution from the Overlord if we endorse a rival casino. That said, I may not particularly care..."

He smiles over at Variel.

"How about we arrange a deal. I need something done. You seem like a strapping, well-armoured sort and I have not had the faithful to spare for this task. Tell me. Do any of you know of the Splithog Pauper?"

Knowledge Local DC 15:

The Splithog Pauper is a notorious, if not particularly powerful gang leader who runs roughshod over Riddleport's poorest and most desperate sections of town, in particular Splithog Alley. He's a somewhat legendary figure for his cruelty towards Riddleport's most vulnerable citizens, but little else is known about him.


CN [Male Elf] Inquisitor of Calistria 9 | HP 51/51 (+18) | AC 21 (T 12 F 20) | CMB +10, CMD 22 | F +7 R +5 W +11 | Init. +5 | Percep +18, Sense Motive +20 | Speed 30ft | Judgment: 3/day (1 used) | Bane:14/day (1 used)| Conditions: -

Kn (local): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
"I've heard the name ... a gang leader who terrorizes the poor in Splithog Alley. Has he done something to particularly get your attention?"


Male Dwarf Rng 2/Rog 1 | A 16 T 13 F 13 | hp 24/27 | F +5 R +8 W +2 | In +5 | Per +8

Bofur shakes his head "no" but listens intently. "Splithog Alley. Where's that from here?"


'Zov' Male Human (Varisian/Shoanti) Bloodrager (primalist) 9 | AC 19 T 12 FF 19 | Damage Reduction 1/- | HP 54/90 | F +10 R +4 W +6 (+1 morale bonus to all saves vs fear) | Init +4 | Perc +13

Mutt shakes his head. "I wouldn't know. I'm not from here." Hearing Variel's comment, Mutt frowns and says, "Does this Splithog Pauper need to be... taken care of?"


'Yasraena Zauviir'|DR: 2/-|Spell Slots: 1st: 6/6; 2nd: 5/5; 3rd: 4/4|Performance Rounds: 27/28|Female Human (Shoanti) Skald 9|AC: 20/13/17 (19/12/16 in Raging Song)|HP: 67/67|Saves: Fort: +9, Ref: +6, Will: +8 (+11 in Raging Song) (+4 vs. Bardic Performance, Sonic, Language-Dependent, +1 vs Fear)|Init: +6|Perc: +14

Knowledge (Local): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

Considering she had no real knowledge of the city to speak of, Fiona is content to let Variel explain the Splithog Pauper's existence.

"I suspect this... glorified bandit would have to be dealt with." Fiona shrugs, resting one hand on the handle of her earthbreaker.


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The priest shrugs his shoulders.

"He needs to have his seat of power disturbed. I have it on good authority that his headquarters are in St. Caspieran's Salvation - a mission dedicated to alleviating poverty in the area. Caspieran is a Saint under Sarenrae. This is an affront and greatly harmful to the city. So I would ask you all that you go to the mission and figure out a way to ensure his gang and the Splithog Pauper are no longer a presence. By whatever means work best for you. Is this agreeable?"


'Zov' Male Human (Varisian/Shoanti) Bloodrager (primalist) 9 | AC 19 T 12 FF 19 | Damage Reduction 1/- | HP 54/90 | F +10 R +4 W +6 (+1 morale bonus to all saves vs fear) | Init +4 | Perc +13

Mutt nods. "And in return, you'll help us with the Gold Goblin? Sounds like a fair trade."


Male Dwarf Rng 2/Rog 1 | A 16 T 13 F 13 | hp 24/27 | F +5 R +8 W +2 | In +5 | Per +8

"Ye askin' if it's too distasteful fer us? Nae."


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The big man grins and slaps the table.

"I think we have a deal then! I can give you directions. Unfortunately nobody knows what the bastard looks like, but the chapel is thick with his gang. Be careful, they still use it for caring for the poor - a good front has to keep up appearances after all. I don't know what the priests there are doing. Clear it out, and we'll get word and then endorse the Gold Goblin to our flock."

If you have questions or things you need to do about town, do so. Also how you'll approach St. Caspieran's. I'll move to next scene over the weekend.


'Zov' Male Human (Varisian/Shoanti) Bloodrager (primalist) 9 | AC 19 T 12 FF 19 | Damage Reduction 1/- | HP 54/90 | F +10 R +4 W +6 (+1 morale bonus to all saves vs fear) | Init +4 | Perc +13

Mutt nods at the large man. When it comes to planning their assault, Mutt simply says, "I say we swarm in there, find the bandits, and destroy them!"


'Yasraena Zauviir'|DR: 2/-|Spell Slots: 1st: 6/6; 2nd: 5/5; 3rd: 4/4|Performance Rounds: 27/28|Female Human (Shoanti) Skald 9|AC: 20/13/17 (19/12/16 in Raging Song)|HP: 67/67|Saves: Fort: +9, Ref: +6, Will: +8 (+11 in Raging Song) (+4 vs. Bardic Performance, Sonic, Language-Dependent, +1 vs Fear)|Init: +6|Perc: +14

"And if we do that, we might end up catching more innocents in the crossfire than bandits." Fiona speaks up, drumming her fingers along the hilt of her earthbreaker. "We ought to find one of them to interrogate first--that one can lead us to their leader."


Male Dwarf Rng 2/Rog 1 | A 16 T 13 F 13 | hp 24/27 | F +5 R +8 W +2 | In +5 | Per +8

"Well, this here's a smugglin' port. There must be smugglin' entrances. Pro'ly below. We juss need ta find 'em."


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GM Rolls:

Heal: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (10) + 12 = 22

As you speak with the priest he looks over Variel critically for a moment.

"Our Calistran friend here doesn't seem to be doing too well. Permit my blessing." Dipping his thumb in the ale he steps towards Variel, pressing his thumb into the Inquisitor's forehead and chanting.

Lesser Restoration: 1d4 ⇒ 3

"Walk in joy, and good luck."

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The four of you make your way through the twisting streets of Riddleport towards Splithog Alley. The walk takes you straight east, south of Zincher's enormous arena and past the brutal gas forges, the only legitimate economic engine of Riddleport. The reek of the city gets stronger and the houses increasingly dilapidated as you enter the poorest section of the city. You feel eyes on you everywhere as the buildings close in, but being well-armed you go undisturbed. Finally, you come to St. Caspieran's Mission.

Squatting halfway down this muck-smeared alley, sandwiched between a derelict wainwright’s shop and a bakery, stands a dilapidated tenement. A crooked belltower rises from the building’s rear, and a half-dozen grease-smeared, cracked, and boarded-over windows gaze out from walls that might have once been white. A small sign hangs over the building’s battered oak front doors: “St. Caspieran’s Salvation—All Welcome.”


CN [Male Elf] Inquisitor of Calistria 9 | HP 51/51 (+18) | AC 21 (T 12 F 20) | CMB +10, CMD 22 | F +7 R +5 W +11 | Init. +5 | Percep +18, Sense Motive +20 | Speed 30ft | Judgment: 3/day (1 used) | Bane:14/day (1 used)| Conditions: -

Variel smiles, and for once it seems an honest smile rather than his usual look of amusement at the world. "I thank you, High Publican. I cannot afford an appropriate tithe for this, but you can be assured I will repay the favor."

Down to 1 CON damage, so no effect unless I get zapped again. ;-)

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As the group approaches St. Caspieran's, the elf says to his companions, "It would be nice if we could convince the ruffians to move out without violence, but I don't have much hope of that. Be vigilant, for every one we see there will likely be two more we don't."

He then mutters a quiet prayer, concluding with, "And may Calistria open my eyes and my mind."

Casting Heightened Awareness (+2 Perception and trained Knowledge checks for 10 minutes; can dismiss to gain +4 on an Initiative check.


'Zov' Male Human (Varisian/Shoanti) Bloodrager (primalist) 9 | AC 19 T 12 FF 19 | Damage Reduction 1/- | HP 54/90 | F +10 R +4 W +6 (+1 morale bonus to all saves vs fear) | Init +4 | Perc +13

@Fiona

Mutt snorts. "All this sneaking around. Why not just be straight forward?"

At the Church...

Mutt looks to the others. "Well? I don't see anyone to interrogate."


'Yasraena Zauviir'|DR: 2/-|Spell Slots: 1st: 6/6; 2nd: 5/5; 3rd: 4/4|Performance Rounds: 27/28|Female Human (Shoanti) Skald 9|AC: 20/13/17 (19/12/16 in Raging Song)|HP: 67/67|Saves: Fort: +9, Ref: +6, Will: +8 (+11 in Raging Song) (+4 vs. Bardic Performance, Sonic, Language-Dependent, +1 vs Fear)|Init: +6|Perc: +14

@Mutt

"Because I'm more concerned about keeping innocent people from getting hurt while we sort this out." Fiona sighs as she gets up to leave. "It's really that simple."

@St. Casperian's

Fiona looks around for a shady character who might look like he/she knows something of the Splithog Pauper.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25


Male Dwarf Rng 2/Rog 1 | A 16 T 13 F 13 | hp 24/27 | F +5 R +8 W +2 | In +5 | Per +8

"How can humans live in such conditions? The stench, the filth. Have ye no respect for each other? No self control? Maybe it's yer short lives."


'Yasraena Zauviir'|DR: 2/-|Spell Slots: 1st: 6/6; 2nd: 5/5; 3rd: 4/4|Performance Rounds: 27/28|Female Human (Shoanti) Skald 9|AC: 20/13/17 (19/12/16 in Raging Song)|HP: 67/67|Saves: Fort: +9, Ref: +6, Will: +8 (+11 in Raging Song) (+4 vs. Bardic Performance, Sonic, Language-Dependent, +1 vs Fear)|Init: +6|Perc: +14

"I'm starting to wonder the same thing myself." Fiona keeps looking around.

It's moments like these that make me miss home the most. At least on the Plateau, you had your quah looking out for you.

Waiting on our GM right now. :)


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Fiona takes a good moment to look over the front of St. Caspieran's. She spots a couple of shadowy figures watching the group through shutters in the upstairs of the mission. Down the alley she spots a few homeless, although nobody directly outside of the building.


CN [Male Elf] Inquisitor of Calistria 9 | HP 51/51 (+18) | AC 21 (T 12 F 20) | CMB +10, CMD 22 | F +7 R +5 W +11 | Init. +5 | Percep +18, Sense Motive +20 | Speed 30ft | Judgment: 3/day (1 used) | Bane:14/day (1 used)| Conditions: -

"Well, shall we go in and pay our respects to St. Casperian and Sarenrae?"

Variel moves toward the door, keeping an eye on the figures in the window.

Taking 10 for 21 perception. If nothing seems amiss at the front door, go ahead and go in. Weapon is not drawn, but Variel is wary.


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The figures in the window just seem to watch the group. Variel swings open the door to reveal a main entrance.

Flagstone steps climb to an open foyer hung with a pair of weather-beaten double doors. Two smaller doors flank the main entrance, both covered with graffiti. The southern door has a sign that reads “Flophouse: upstairs and take a left.” The word “left” is crossed out, and scrawled next to it is the word “hike.” The other door has a homemade sign that reads, “All rooms taken.”

Map is updated.


'Zov' Male Human (Varisian/Shoanti) Bloodrager (primalist) 9 | AC 19 T 12 FF 19 | Damage Reduction 1/- | HP 54/90 | F +10 R +4 W +6 (+1 morale bonus to all saves vs fear) | Init +4 | Perc +13

@Fiona

Mutt frowns at Fiona's reasoning behind going with a more stealthy approach. He follows, grumbling all the way.

@Fiona and Bofur

As Fiona and Bofur talk about the filth, Mutt snorts and moves forward with Variel. "What're you talking about? I've seen this all before many times. Nothing special."

Inside St. Casperian...

Mutt looks at both signs, a frown forming. He takes his greataxe from his back and grips it, ready for a fight. He growls slightly as he looks around.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22


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The group listen at the door and can hear the din of a crowd within. The door is slightly ajar, and peering in shows a room with around eight or so destitute people, eating what looks like a thin gruel and sipping water.

Entrance into the mission are the doors ahead, or the stairs to the left or right.


'Yasraena Zauviir'|DR: 2/-|Spell Slots: 1st: 6/6; 2nd: 5/5; 3rd: 4/4|Performance Rounds: 27/28|Female Human (Shoanti) Skald 9|AC: 20/13/17 (19/12/16 in Raging Song)|HP: 67/67|Saves: Fort: +9, Ref: +6, Will: +8 (+11 in Raging Song) (+4 vs. Bardic Performance, Sonic, Language-Dependent, +1 vs Fear)|Init: +6|Perc: +14

Fiona steps up to the front door and opens it.


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The door swings open to reveal the lobby. The stench of mud and sweat mingles with the odor of vinegar and cabbage soup to pervade this entire lobby. Scratched tables and benches provide seating for resting vagrants,
conversation, or eating simple meals. In the corner stagnates an old font with a dented tin cup tied to it by a frayed length of twine.

Further in is the chapel proper. This modest chapel has a high-arched ceiling, a plain wooden pulpit, and less than a dozen worn-out pews. Several tapestries hang along the back walls, collages that depict a modest, hardworking life in a slum similar to the one just outside the mission's doors. At the rear of the chapel, high on the wall, hangs a large wooden holy symbol of Sarenrae studded with yellow and orange flecks of glass.

To the north is a soup kitchen and a pair of double doors.

With a better look inside the chapel is very full; scores of beggars, parishioners, orphans, and derelicts are milling about, helping in the soup kitchen, or just passed out in the corners.


'Zov' Male Human (Varisian/Shoanti) Bloodrager (primalist) 9 | AC 19 T 12 FF 19 | Damage Reduction 1/- | HP 54/90 | F +10 R +4 W +6 (+1 morale bonus to all saves vs fear) | Init +4 | Perc +13

Mutt humphs and sheathes his greataxe back on his back. He then follows the others.


Male Dwarf Rng 2/Rog 1 | A 16 T 13 F 13 | hp 24/27 | F +5 R +8 W +2 | In +5 | Per +8

Bofur tests the door to see if it can remain wide open. He then follows the others inside, his eyes dark with suspicion of the, what he thinks are, desperate people inside.


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Although the group attracts some stares as they move into the chapel, the derelicts mostly keep to themselves. Some shouting comes from a bossy-sounding woman in a soup kitchen to the north.


CN [Male Elf] Inquisitor of Calistria 9 | HP 51/51 (+18) | AC 21 (T 12 F 20) | CMB +10, CMD 22 | F +7 R +5 W +11 | Init. +5 | Percep +18, Sense Motive +20 | Speed 30ft | Judgment: 3/day (1 used) | Bane:14/day (1 used)| Conditions: -

Variel steps in and begins looking around. "So, if I were a ruthless gang leader, where would I spend my time?"


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I've just invited him to the discussion thread and we can hash all of that out.


'Yasraena Zauviir'|DR: 2/-|Spell Slots: 1st: 6/6; 2nd: 5/5; 3rd: 4/4|Performance Rounds: 27/28|Female Human (Shoanti) Skald 9|AC: 20/13/17 (19/12/16 in Raging Song)|HP: 67/67|Saves: Fort: +9, Ref: +6, Will: +8 (+11 in Raging Song) (+4 vs. Bardic Performance, Sonic, Language-Dependent, +1 vs Fear)|Init: +6|Perc: +14

Fiona looks around at the dregs filling the chapel. "Hmm..."

She looks for a beggar sitting apart from the others and walks up to him/her. "Excuse me, may I ask how well you're treated here?"

Diplomacy?: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19


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GM Rolls:

1d8 ⇒ 3

An enormous Kellid man sits miserably in a cart. Both of his legs are amputated. Seeing Fiona approach, he pushes the cart forward with his hands.

"Eh? Yer a pretty thing. I's got a roof on my head and some food. Padre is drunk all the time and Gods know what goes on upstairs, but I ain't complainin'"


'Zov' Male Human (Varisian/Shoanti) Bloodrager (primalist) 9 | AC 19 T 12 FF 19 | Damage Reduction 1/- | HP 54/90 | F +10 R +4 W +6 (+1 morale bonus to all saves vs fear) | Init +4 | Perc +13

Mutt knows he's not meant for conversation. He crosses his arms and judges the hobo, naturally suspicious that he may be hiding something or might be working for the Pauper.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21


'Yasraena Zauviir'|DR: 2/-|Spell Slots: 1st: 6/6; 2nd: 5/5; 3rd: 4/4|Performance Rounds: 27/28|Female Human (Shoanti) Skald 9|AC: 20/13/17 (19/12/16 in Raging Song)|HP: 67/67|Saves: Fort: +9, Ref: +6, Will: +8 (+11 in Raging Song) (+4 vs. Bardic Performance, Sonic, Language-Dependent, +1 vs Fear)|Init: +6|Perc: +14

Fiona arches an eyebrow in surprise. "Why, thank you. About upstairs--do you happen to know someone who does know what goes on up there?"


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The man looks at Fiona keenly.

"Lemme put it this way dearie. I ain't got legs. It ain't in my best interests to talk about anything that goes on upstairs, got it?"

Mutt watches the man keenly. He gets the distinct impression that the question made him fearful of talking.


CN [Male Elf] Inquisitor of Calistria 9 | HP 51/51 (+18) | AC 21 (T 12 F 20) | CMB +10, CMD 22 | F +7 R +5 W +11 | Init. +5 | Percep +18, Sense Motive +20 | Speed 30ft | Judgment: 3/day (1 used) | Bane:14/day (1 used)| Conditions: -

Variel watches and listens, letting Fiona do the talking.


Male Dwarf Rng 2/Rog 1 | A 16 T 13 F 13 | hp 24/27 | F +5 R +8 W +2 | In +5 | Per +8

Perc: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

Bofur gives the most casual of glances around to see if there are obvious stairs or other ways leading to the unspeakable goings on "upstairs".

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