"Be ever careful and safe travels to you."
"Farewell Arkon. Keep watch for the influence of these cultists. I fear their reach has spread more than we know."
"..." Lyall opened his mouth for a moment before closing it and looking away, clearly not fond of the situation.
"Unfortunate but this mission requires less combats skills and more detective skills. I will put you in contact with the victims family so far there have been no demands but I suspect that will change as the auction draws near. There is an agent there Lyaro Swordstar he is very skilled and he will be joining you once you arrive." says Sazed
"Yes of course lad. I will see to you are fully healed before you depart. Go on and get some rest I will also arrange a ship. When would you like to leave? The auction isn't for several weeks still tought the sooner you get the sooner you can look into the matter." replies Sazed
"Is there any reason to let the trail grow cold?"
"Not really no I assumed you would want to take a short break after your latest adventure however." replies Sazed.
"Very well I have arranged for each of you to receive a payment of 5000 gold as a reward from the pathfinder society for bringing back their lost member and they wish to receive a full account of everything you saw on the island. Your ship for Thuvia leaves in the morning so get some rest and prepare for the journey" says Sazed
OK I am back online. It is late at night currently so I wont be making a new post just a heads up that my internet is back up so I will be returning full time starting tomorrow.
I'd like it if everyone could make any post just so I see your all still around.
"a night's rest would be most welcome... I will be ready on the morrow."
Bleyz seriously considers his options on whether or not to make some purchases of items for the trip. He opts to make one purchase and heads out to do so, then readies his belongings for the trip after sharing a meal with his companions. Finally, he settles in for an early night's sleep.
"Indeed.. Though I have many studies to make.."
Lyaro continues his investigations.
The next morning you board the ship and are on the way to Thuvia. The ships lands after travelling for 3 days. Lyaro having receive a message is waiting at the docks.
Bleyz grabs his gear and heads for the gangplank, departs without much to say to the captain or crew (damn this low charisma, lol... not much for making friends)... He looks about for a welcoming party if there is one.
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When Achren turns up for the ship, he has changed. His chain form has grown massive and his huge bulk sets the ship rocking as he alights on the deck. Luckily, he has no need to go belowdecks as he would have to squeeze through the passages, and he finds a quiet corner on deck where he can sit out the journey.
Erik visits the local markets and then joins the others at the ship.
"Gentlemen, the fruits of my studies have unveiled a method for unrivaled short-range battlefield transportation. Simply indicate to me which opponent you wish to be next to, and I shall make it so! It will allow you to spend more time hitting the enemies and less time on all that fussy getting there bit. The spell is completely safe, though, as per my usual liabilities contract for friendly spellcasting, I am not liable for any unusual itching, irritation, organ failure, limb growth, death, abrupt deceleration, or swelling." Lyall seems quite pleased with himself as he gives his new sales pitch for another spell he has mastered.
An elf is waiting at the docks and upon seeing Achren approaches the group. He has an ornate Scimitar belted to his waist and he seems to be wearing standard rakish traveller gear. A large hat with a feather a capelet over his shoulders, knee high leather travel boots and a loose white shirt and surcotte. There is an unmistakable gleam of armour from underneath the surcoat, he seems to be cattying very little else.
"Hello hello friends the description I was given of you was most accurate but it did not capture your ruggedness and menace. Happily I am on your side, I have taken the liberty of booking several rooms in an in that will allow for discretion, now we should go so we can share information. Lyaro.. Lyaro Swordstar is my name"
Bleyz nods a hello to the elf, grunts a soft greeting, letting the others do the actual talking.
Lyaro escorts you to the inn and when you are in a discreet room together (after having thoroughly checked it and placed whatever defences you wish), he then tells you the information he has uncovered in the course of his investigations.
"The victim, Faldus Anvanory, is a minor Taldan noble and merchant of some means, come to Lamasara several years ago in search of eternal youth, like all the others, unlike most, however, he managed to find it. He was invited to the most recent auction by Queen Zamere herself, and when the bids were tallied, he found that he’d won a single dose of the sun orchid elixir.
Yet before the elixir could be delivered, Anvanory’s brutalized corpse was found alone in his study. Not entirely surprising—these things happen, and the prospect of potentially eternal life tends to anger one’s enemies. As it happens, Anvanory foresaw that possibility as well, and had already made arrangements with the church in case of just such an occurrence. It wasn't until they tried to resurrect him that the mystery revealed itself in earnest.
It was around this time that the family was contacted by the assassins—or rather, the kidnappers. The scroll appeared on the doorstep of their estate, possibly delivered by magic. The offer is simple: Hand over the sun orchid elixir, and the kidnappers will release Faldus’s soul once more, allowing him to be resurrected. Fail to do so, and the Taldan lord will be denied eternity, both in this world and the next."
Lyaro then takes a long drink of his wine and sits back to see how you all take in the news.
"Simple maybe, but sinister. I guess we should start by learning whatever we can about those who initially took the fellow, track them down."
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"Sinister, yes. Simple, no," Devyhn replies. "One of The Gray Lady's heralds visited me during my morning prayers. This theft took place from the Boneyard itself. It is, in fact, the scene of the crime. We will have to travel there to find the thieves' trail. I was presented with this."
He pauses to retrieve an piece of obsidian carved into a spiral from his belt pouch.
"I have been told that it will grant us the ability to travel between the realms beyond. Although, it appears to be a less than foolproof means. It will be dangerous."
"Oh my, a visit to the Boneyard? This shall be rather entertaining."
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"Had we not better examine the scroll first? The Boneyard may be the scene of the crime, but his soul was sent there from this one, and the scroll was delivered to this realm too, as is the elixir. It seems to me that our enemies are most likely to be found in this realm, and just have visited the Boneyard. Let's find out what we can in this realm first, it may serve us better in the next."
"Fair enough. I just we aren't so effective in this realm as to invalidate the need of such an interesting field trip. We seem to have such a tendency."
"A trip to the Boneyard is not something I wish to do lightly, let us find all we can and show proper respect to Pharasma by only going to her realm at need."
"Hah, the Gods feel it necessary to butt into our affairs all the time, I see no reason not to extend them the same courtesy."
"Either way the trail will be going cold."
The victims body can be found at the temple of Pharasma.
His family can be contacted at the Anvanory Estate outside of town.
"Just as well we have a friendly Pharasman at hand to pave our access way"
Temple or Manor is the decision right now.
Lyall flips a coin into the air.
After glancing at the result, he says, "Oh yes, quite, let's talk with the family."
Lyaro knows the location of the estate it is about 15 miles outside of town built around an oasis in the desert.
"Seems we are decided then... excellent"
"Then let us get started." says Erik as he hoists his pack.