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Attending to various matters around the grounds of Grand Lodge, the sunlight wanes as the day nears its end. Returning to the Grand Lodge of Absalom is usually a flurry of activity catching up on the latest news and reports from all over the Inner Sea and across Golarion, catching up with other Pathfinders, and occasionally visiting the Wall to remember those who will never return.

Returning to the dormitory halls for the evening, you are approached by a small, wiry grey-skinned woman dressed in studded leather and a hat adorned with several brightly colored feathers. Her long, slender fingers holds out a flat envelope, its wax seal bearing the Glyph of the Open Road. "Chào buổi tối, xin vui lòng chấp nhận thông báo này từ Ambrus Valsin.*"

Wayang:

"Good evening, please accept this message from esteemed Chamberlain of the Grand Lodge Ambrus Valsin."

After a moment she shakes her head, slapin herself on the forehead, and in broken common says, "Well eve Pathfinder fellows. Venture Valsin has message to you."

Letter:

Pathfinder, I hope this message finds you well. Please join me at my office in Skyreach Tower following breakfast the morning of Oathday 26 Rova, 4714, I have an important opportunity to discuss with you.
--Venture-Captain Ambrus Valsin

Please take a moment to introduce yourself and/or dot the thread before we start the mission briefing.

Liberty's Edge

Male Human (Andoran) Fighter (Shielded Fighter) 5/Golden Legionnaire 3 HP: 83/83 | AC: 31 | T: 16 | FF: 27 | CMD: 26 | Fort: +9 | Ref: +5| Will: +2 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0 | Sense Motive: +0

Samuel had been glad of his return to Absalom and the welcome break from the lawless River Kingdoms and the dastardly town of Thornkeep. His last encounter in the dungeons beneath the town had take quite a toll on his mind, so he considered being able to return to the relative security of the Grand Lodge a welcome break before he rejoined his fellow adventures to continue their exploration of the Azlanti ruins.

Having expected to spend his time in Absalom simply performing his regular position as a guard at the Andoran embassy, the soldier was taken somewhat off guard by the summons by Venture-Captain Valsin. Nevertheless, the young warrior accepted it gracefully and followed the instructions.

The young soldier is a 6' 2", 240 pound man with blonde hair and blue eyes. As always he is wearing the uniform of the Andoran military. His torso is covered in a finely sculpted breastplate, embossed with the heraldry of Almas and leaving little doubt of Samuels allegiance. An assortment of weapons adorn his body, but the two most often used instruments are his longsword and shield, displaying obvious signs of wear and maintenance. A well polished wayfinder hangs proudly from the soldiers belt. While not a overly handsome man, the Andoran has a certain dutiful charm about him as he stands to attention in the Venture Captains office.

Grand Lodge

Female Summoner 4 | Init +0 | HP 39/39 | AC 17, T 10, F 17 | F +7, R +4, W +8 | CMB +3 CMD 13 | Per +9

A small slightly built woman in impeccable dress, Shazzara accepts the letter, reviewing it carefully before commenting. I see. Following breakfast is a rather inexact time. I shall try to ensure I am not too late rising that day. I don't believe I have any formal engagements currently planned for the preceding evening.

Grand Lodge

Outsider | Init +6 | HP 30/30 | AC 18, T 12, F 16 | F +4, R +5, W +3 | CMB +6, CMD 18 | Per +5

Wandering around the room while Shazzara read, the dragon Kilgharra quietly snuffles everything of interest before returning to his mistresses side.

Sovereign Court

Male Tian-shu
Stats:
Human Eldritch Knight 4 | HP: 31/31 | AC: 21 | T:16 | FF:16 | CMD:19 | Fort:+3 | Ref:+9 | Will:+4 | Init:+6 | Perc:+4 | Sense Motive:+0

Shang Li is a short, lean man sporting a darker than usual complexion for someone from Tian descent. His long, black hair is kept neatly in a tight ponytail and his tattots are only barely visible under his rough, thorny leather armor. Shang carries a long katana on his belt hilt, the sheath bearing resemblance to the katanas wielded by noble samurais from far-off Tian Xia. However, his current outfit is more familiar to one that lives on the river over a knight.

Upon arriving in the Venture-Captain's office, Shang smiles and nods to all present before quickly seating himself in the corner of the room without a word spoken. As he sits, he reaches into his satchel, fumbling with numerous scrolls and parchments before finally retrieving one, poring over it while waiting for the meeting to officially begin.

Liberty's Edge

Female Aasimar Cleric (Evangelist) 6 | HP: 39/39 | AC: 21 | Res: Acid, Cold, Elec 5 | T: 15 | FF: 17 | CMD: 21| Fort: +6 | Ref: +7| Will: +8 | Init: +5 | Perc: +5 | Sense Motive: +6 | Perf: 15/17 | Reroll Used: Y

Pethwen wakes up bright and early as usual to spend her time in communion with her chosen god Kethephys, the elven god of the hunt. Today is not like any day, however. The always joyful young aasimar cleric is particularly excited about this day as it is the first day she plans to take her now hawk companion, Fara out into the fields for a hunt. Having found the orphaned chick a few weeks ago, she has trained and nurtured it to this point and she now knows it's as ready as ever to join her in her travels and Pathfinder duties. She lets the bird fly up into the air where it does a few impressive circles, then calls up into the sky with a voice that rings out like a clarion call. The bird quickly responds and swoops back down to her arm.

Upon receiving the letter she takes the note as an omen that this is indeed a special day and the right time for Fara to join her. Heading into the briefing room with time to spare the young blonde-haired woman casts a breathtaking sight as she enters. The sunlight through the door casts a shadow upon the ground that appears to have wide angelic wings that she doesn't actually sport on her physical body. Her eyes sparkle like diamonds and her voice rings true like the strum of a harp as she smiles to the rest of her group, looks around for the sign of any familiar faces and then introduces herself. "Well met all! I am Pethwen. It is a pleasure to meet you. Isn't it a wonderful day?"

Liberty's Edge

Male Human (Andoran) Fighter (Shielded Fighter) 5/Golden Legionnaire 3 HP: 83/83 | AC: 31 | T: 16 | FF: 27 | CMD: 26 | Fort: +9 | Ref: +5| Will: +2 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0 | Sense Motive: +0

Samuel extends Pethwen a polite bow before inclining his head to the other Pathfinders as they arrive.

"Well met indeed. It is a pleasure to meet you to Pethwen, as it is the rest of you. My name is Samuel Deland, soldier of Andoran."

Ensuring to keep his introduction brief, so as not to annoy the Venture Captain, Samuel returns to his rigid stance.


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The Pathfinders sleep in the comfort of the Grand Lodge, and in the morning have a quick breakfast before heading off to Skyreach Tower and the office of the gruff but efficient Venture-Captain Valsin.

Seated behind a large, antique desk in his wood-paneled office, Venture-Captain Ambrus Valsin looks up from the pile of papers before him and shuffles them to one side. “Perfect timing! Welcome Pathfinders!

"I had an interesting conversation with the Master of Spells Aram Zey yesterday. An old friend—Lady Darchana, Archdean of the Arcanamirium here in Absalom—contacted Master Zey. She’s a councilmember on the Low Council, too. It seems her dinner party last week had an unexpected guest: a handmaiden of her fancy guest’s had picked up a scrying sensor somewhere. When Lady Darchana learned that someone was attempting to eavesdrop on her party, she used her magic to trace the sensor back to its source. It sounds as though she didn’t learn anything conclusive, and she’s interested in bringing in an independent party to try and learn more. Master Zey agrees.

"Make no mistake, this is an excellent opportunity for you to impress a well-connected friend of the Society. Lady Darchana requested that the Pathfinders call upon her at her estate in the Petal District once they learn something of the origins of this servant. The owner of the handmaiden is named Lady Silviana Dimora. Lady Silviana isn’t a councilmember or the like—at least not yet. From what I understand, though, she is an up- and-comer who is rubbing elbows with all of the right people, and she likely has little knowledge of where the slave was purchased. I recommend speaking to her majordomo Milana about the handmaiden, or you can pay a visit to her solicitor, a Chelish fellow named Salbus over in the Coins. Questions?"

Grand Lodge

Female Summoner 4 | Init +0 | HP 39/39 | AC 17, T 10, F 17 | F +7, R +4, W +8 | CMB +3 CMD 13 | Per +9

I've met this Lady Silviana before, in passing, and I agree. A few discreet inquiries should prove far more conductive than a direct confrontation. I believe we'll be speaking to both her majordomo and solicitor.

Liberty's Edge

Male Human (Andoran) Fighter (Shielded Fighter) 5/Golden Legionnaire 3 HP: 83/83 | AC: 31 | T: 16 | FF: 27 | CMD: 26 | Fort: +9 | Ref: +5| Will: +2 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0 | Sense Motive: +0

Samuels nose wrinkles at the mention of slaves, but he holds his tongue out of respect.

"Is there anything we should know about any of these involved parties? Do we have any idea why someone would eavesdrop on the Archdean?"


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"It seems Lady Darchana is trying to avoid turning this into a public debacle by working through intermediaries and not alarming other nobles, and Lady Silviana’s recent departure may even be to ensure her safety and silence on the matter. Of course, that’s an educated guess." the Venture-Captain says to Ragnar in response. "This little mess could quickly turn into a giant, paranoid game of who-do-you-trust, so Lady Darchana came to some people she knew she could trust. A woman in her position? She’s likely to have many secrets worth knowing, but as for anything actionable? You’ll find out and tell me."

Grand Lodge

Male Human 43870-2 | Barbarian 6| HP 57 / 65 | Rage Used: 2/15 | AC 21 (R19) T 14(R12) FF 18 | CMD 23 CMB +11 | F +5 R +4 (+6 vs Traps) W +5 | Init +3 | Per +9; Int +10; Acro +11; Climb +10
Active Effects:
Fatigue

Kujo was a bit of a cliche: big dark-skinned barbarian with greatswords. Kujo seemed no different than the rest. Except his headband full of ...teeth...adorning his bald head. By the look of his meager but embroidered kilt, he was most likely a servant of Taldor. By the smell...Shoanti, or maybe swamp rat.

Kujo stood there listening. Well, maybe he just stood there. When his eyes meet Pethwen, he nods in recognition...or maybe he was just dozing off during the briefing. It was hard to tell.

Liberty's Edge

Male Human (Andoran) Fighter (Shielded Fighter) 5/Golden Legionnaire 3 HP: 83/83 | AC: 31 | T: 16 | FF: 27 | CMD: 26 | Fort: +9 | Ref: +5| Will: +2 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0 | Sense Motive: +0

Samuel extends the Venture Captain a salute.

"We'll see it done Sir. Thankyou for your time and your trust."

Silver Crusade

Male Oread
Stats:
Init +7;AC 20 (18 w/o shield), HP 35/35, F6/R2/W7.

Sad runs into the room late, huffing and puffing in his efforts. The oread does not move quickly; it seems the folds of his fine dragonhide armor tend to twist and buckle his stocky legs which slows him considerably.

He has a club at his belt, along with a few daggers, and a well traveled backpack.

"Sad here! SAD HERE!!" Sad announces. "Sad sorry Sad late! But was working at museum! Sad good packminder! Sad *not* monster!" Sad says, hoping to diffuse any confusion.

"What Sad miss? We go find more sharts of Iumdae? Or help in Frozen Carpet?"

He looks to and fore for someone to answer him. Good assignments can be tough to find and Sad doesn't want to miss out.

To some, it would be clear that Common is not this oread's first language...nor even his second. He seems to confuse words and syllables alike...but he tries hard and, in his heart, is a good Pathfinder.


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As Sad rush into the room, Venture-Captain Valsin’s face drops with a familiar look of disappointment. “We don’t share your optimistic view on the passage of time Sad. I am sure Master Zey personally requested you for this assignment, he must be angry with you. Or me.

"Lady Darchana is expecting you, and with solid information. Do not disappoint her, or embarrass me by showing up empty-handed." Venture-Captain Valsin says putting his fists on the desktop as he stands up.

"Any other questions? No? Then scoot! I've got deviants to see and a novel to write. Scoot!" the Venture-Captain makes a shoo-ing motion...

Silver Crusade

Male Oread
Stats:
Init +7;AC 20 (18 w/o shield), HP 35/35, F6/R2/W7.

Sad's face saddens even more, his upper rocky lip begins quavering as he is rebuked. Unable to resist, he makes his case even as he is shoo'd out the door...so passionate is he about being a good Pathfinder.

"Not Sad's fault! Sad working hard! Sad good Packminder!" Sad looks at his fellow Pathfinders, seeking some explanation on what they are supposed to do.

"Who is Lady Duhchaina? How we find her?" Sad asks around, looking at Kujo and Samuel.

Sovereign Court

Male Tian-shu
Stats:
Human Eldritch Knight 4 | HP: 31/31 | AC: 21 | T:16 | FF:16 | CMD:19 | Fort:+3 | Ref:+9 | Will:+4 | Init:+6 | Perc:+4 | Sense Motive:+0

The Tian man nodded and listened as the other Pathfinders asked questions, and then stands to leave with the group.

Without looking at the questioner, Shang responds, "No no, we must find this servant that was carrying a scrying focus before we see Lady Darchana. Should we hit the streets, perhaps in the Coins, and see if we can discover any information on our lead?"

After responding, Shang looks over quizzically at the lumbering oread as they depart from the Venture-Captain's quarters. He has heard of elemental-touched creatures before, but never had seen any in the flesh, or stone as it may be.

"Sad, which region of the world are you from? I'd be very interested to hear where you hailed from. You see, I'm a bit of a scholar in the fields of the arcane and the extraplanar and I'd love to learn more about you. Granted, there is anything interesting to learn about you, after all."

Liberty's Edge

Female Aasimar Cleric (Evangelist) 6 | HP: 39/39 | AC: 21 | Res: Acid, Cold, Elec 5 | T: 15 | FF: 17 | CMD: 21| Fort: +6 | Ref: +7| Will: +8 | Init: +5 | Perc: +5 | Sense Motive: +6 | Perf: 15/17 | Reroll Used: Y

Pethwen's good mood also looks a little soured by the casual mention of slaves, especially from a respected leader like VC Valsin. "This poor handmaiden who got caught in this mess. No doubt she was coerced in some way or just trying to put food on the table."

Exiting the briefing with the rest of the group she tries to lock in some plans. Her ever melodic voice now gently tingles like softly chimed bells. "Actually, I believe our choice is to go and see Lady Silviana's majordomo Milano at her residence or her solicitor Salbus in the Coins. As Shazzara says, I expect we might have to see both. Shall we visit the majordomo first? Which one is closer, does anyone know?"

Liberty's Edge

Male Human (Andoran) Fighter (Shielded Fighter) 5/Golden Legionnaire 3 HP: 83/83 | AC: 31 | T: 16 | FF: 27 | CMD: 26 | Fort: +9 | Ref: +5| Will: +2 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0 | Sense Motive: +0

Samuel listens intently before responding, leaving the office of the Venture Captain as he does.

"I agree with Pethwen, the slave is likely just acting under orders. I suggest we visit the majordomo first and find out what we can about this poor girl, then we have a better informed position to approach the Lady?"

The Andoran extends a hand to Sad Rock as they depart, introducing himself.

"Samuel Deland at your service."

Silver Crusade

Male Oread
Stats:
Init +7;AC 20 (18 w/o shield), HP 35/35, F6/R2/W7.
Shang Li wrote:
"Which part of the world are you from?"

Sad looks at Shang Li, up and down, recognizing another Tianlander.

"Talk later. Sad good packminder! Need to find Mayor Slomo and the Cylinder Sawbug now," Sad does, however, offer an extended fist to Shang Li...offering a Lastwall fist bump.

Samuel wrote:
"Samuel Deland at your service."

Sad offers a similar fist to Samuel, awaiting a Lastwall fist bump.

"Sad Rock. But Sad *not* monster. Sad good packminder. Nice to meet you, Samuelle," Sad says with a rocky smile.

"We should go find Mayor Slomo first," Sad agrees with Samuel who is clearly the smart one in the group.

Sad is ready to go.

Liberty's Edge

Male Human (Andoran) Fighter (Shielded Fighter) 5/Golden Legionnaire 3 HP: 83/83 | AC: 31 | T: 16 | FF: 27 | CMD: 26 | Fort: +9 | Ref: +5| Will: +2 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0 | Sense Motive: +0

Samuel smiles and turns his hand into a fist, completing Sads fist bump.

"To the majordomo then."


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Still an early morning in Ablsalom, it is a pleasant, peaceful walk from the Foreign Quarter, across the Ascendant Court into the Petal District. The City at the Center of the World shows more and more signs of daily activity as the sun rises higher with your travels. Heading across the flower lined streets of the Petal the group of Pathfinders head toward the eastern wall of Absalom and Dimora Manor. The manor's and estates in the Petal District are opulent and the grounds all well tended.

Reaching Dimora Manor, it is surrounded by an 8-ft high fieldstone wall, as are many of the surrounding estates, and the grounds have been recently tended. The grass underfoot is thick and soft, there are several recently planted shade trees, and a wide assortment of flowering plants. The grounds appear unguarded and the gate stands open, a smooth, cobblestone path leading you to the manor house. Directly in front of the manor house is a pond with several large lilies and a lion-shaped marble fountain that bubbles soothingly.

You explain to the doorman that you are here to see the majordomo. He explains that Milana is extremely busy, but he shows you to a sitting room where you may wait for her. The room is richly decorated with a painting depicting the massive Grand Bridge of the Empire in Oppara and several plush, blue couches and chairs. Excusing himself, he returns after several minutes with a tray of breakfast rolls, fresh fruit and several types of refreshment. "Milana will be along shortly," as he closes the doors again.

...

It is nearly midday when Milana finally arrives to see you. Milana is a stern-looking woman with dark brown hair and hazel eyes. She is well dressed, but is clearly not of the nobility. She explains again that Lady Silviana is not in Absalom and departed 2 days ago.

"I really must apologize to have kept you for so long only to see you leave again," she says in an even, calm and commanding voice, "However, Lady Silviana is unavailable for unscheduled meetings at this time. I can schedule an appointment for you in approximately two weeks' time, when Her Ladyship is expected to return. Would that suit?"

Milana's raised eyebrow as she speak gives you the impression that she expects a 'yes' in answer to her question.

Grand Lodge

Male Human 43870-2 | Barbarian 6| HP 57 / 65 | Rage Used: 2/15 | AC 21 (R19) T 14(R12) FF 18 | CMD 23 CMB +11 | F +5 R +4 (+6 vs Traps) W +5 | Init +3 | Per +9; Int +10; Acro +11; Climb +10
Active Effects:
Fatigue

Kujo passes the time sharpening his already sharp weapons. Then he sharpens them again. When Milana arrives, Kujo does not look up.

Grand Lodge

Female Summoner 4 | Init +0 | HP 39/39 | AC 17, T 10, F 17 | F +7, R +4, W +8 | CMB +3 CMD 13 | Per +9

Moving briskly forward, Shazzara confronts Milana before she can assume assent to her request, That will simply not be acceptable. Please inform the Lady Silviana that the Princess Shazzara is here to see her, sooner is better.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17

Silver Crusade

Male Oread
Stats:
Init +7;AC 20 (18 w/o shield), HP 35/35, F6/R2/W7.

Sad wrings his hands, worried that the discussion was not going well. However, he says little, not really being the 'leadery' type. If Sad had the mental capacity for such thoughts, Sad would realize that he's not any of the typical Pathfinder archetypes...he's not smart nor dashing, quick nor adventurous, not gifted with powerful arcane magics, nor with any particular sort of drive or desire.

Sad has one quality that the Pathfinders like: he's a goon. And he follows orders. And that's good enough.

Sad follows along and keeps his mouth shut. And while in this fancy house, Sad tries not to break anything or ruin any curtains.

Liberty's Edge

Female Aasimar Cleric (Evangelist) 6 | HP: 39/39 | AC: 21 | Res: Acid, Cold, Elec 5 | T: 15 | FF: 17 | CMD: 21| Fort: +6 | Ref: +7| Will: +8 | Init: +5 | Perc: +5 | Sense Motive: +6 | Perf: 15/17 | Reroll Used: Y

As the majordomo approaches, Pethwen quickly applies a short spell to herself and her already radiant features instantly seem to become even more charming. Enhanced Diplomacy

She steps up next to Shazzara and speaks up in a sweet voice that almost seems to have the same harmonic ring to it as a well practiced choir. "Oh, we wouldn't want to trouble the Lady. It's actually you that we've come to talk to. We've been reliably told that you know the ins and outs of the Lady's dealings far better than she. It's really just a small matter that we're here to discuss. A certain...servant." The cleric hesitates on the word, clearly not prepared to say 'slave'. "The girl who who attended Lady Darchana's party last week? I'm sure you know who it is that we mean. You know the one that was purchased from...oh, who was it again?"

Diplomacy (take 10):: 10 + 12 + 2 = 24


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Milana looks at Shazzara and she catches the briefest glint of...contempt...which vanishes in a pleasing smile that goes on for miles, "My apologies, princess, but that simply is not possible. My Lady has taken an...unexpected visit to Oppara. She would be unable to meet with you today, even if her schedule permitted it."

Turning in response to Pethwen's words, the majordomo faces the aasimar and you see a visible relaxation of her features. She takes a few deep breaths, relaxing. "Please Pathfinders, my apologies." Looking again to Shazzara, "Your highness, please accept my humble apologies. It was rash of me to speak to you in such a way. Lady Silviana's unexpected trip to Oppara has tripled my already hectic workload around Dimora Manor." She gestures to the comfortable looking furniture and and herself sits down in one of the chairs. "I can spare a few minutes I suppose..."

Keep up the momentum folks! Another round of Diplomacy (or other relevant skills, Knowledge (nobility) for example) if you please...

Liberty's Edge

Male Human (Andoran) Fighter (Shielded Fighter) 5/Golden Legionnaire 3 HP: 83/83 | AC: 31 | T: 16 | FF: 27 | CMD: 26 | Fort: +9 | Ref: +5| Will: +2 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0 | Sense Motive: +0

Samuel steps forward, offering a quick bow to the majordomo, trying to recall anything useful he can remember about her or Lady Silviana.

Knowledge (nobility): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

"We understand how busy you must be. The last thing we would wish to do is put upon you at a hectic time like this. But we have our own orders to follow and would be indebted to you if you could tell us what you know of the girl who who attended Lady Darchana's party. A woman as essential as yourself in running the Ladys affairs no doubt knows all the comings and goings of the staff."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14

Silver Crusade

Male Oread
Stats:
Init +7;AC 20 (18 w/o shield), HP 35/35, F6/R2/W7.

"Yeah!" Sad, on his tippy toes, peeks his head over Samuel's shoulder to confirm whatever he was saying (that Sad didn't understand).

1d20 - 2 ⇒ (14) - 2 = 12 Diplomacy to aid

Grand Lodge

Male Human 43870-2 | Barbarian 6| HP 57 / 65 | Rage Used: 2/15 | AC 21 (R19) T 14(R12) FF 18 | CMD 23 CMB +11 | F +5 R +4 (+6 vs Traps) W +5 | Init +3 | Per +9; Int +10; Acro +11; Climb +10
Active Effects:
Fatigue

Kujo's eye begin to glaze over as the talking seems to go on for eternity. Kujo looks as if he was straining to remember something, something he might have learned at some point in his past.

Knowledge Good Manners (Take 10) = 10 + -15 = -5

Sovereign Court

Male Tian-shu
Stats:
Human Eldritch Knight 4 | HP: 31/31 | AC: 21 | T:16 | FF:16 | CMD:19 | Fort:+3 | Ref:+9 | Will:+4 | Init:+6 | Perc:+4 | Sense Motive:+0

Shang ponders Milana's words and tries to recall anything he may know about Lady Silviana or the majordomo. Surely he must have read or heard stories somewhere in his studies...

Knowledge Nobility: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

The tian man stands quietly while listening to the lovely Pethwen and Princess Shazzara speak. They are eloquent with their words, and Shang knows his talents lies more with his books, scrolls and blade. Still, he nods and listens intently to support them.

Liberty's Edge

Female Aasimar Cleric (Evangelist) 6 | HP: 39/39 | AC: 21 | Res: Acid, Cold, Elec 5 | T: 15 | FF: 17 | CMD: 21| Fort: +6 | Ref: +7| Will: +8 | Init: +5 | Perc: +5 | Sense Motive: +6 | Perf: 15/17 | Reroll Used: Y

Pethwen takes one of the offered seats opposite Milana and picks up on the question that Samuel has already posed to the woman. Her brilliant blue eyes sparkle with good mirth as she speaks.

"Yes it is as my friend says. We would be most grateful for any information you can give us on the young girl in question. She made quite the impression on Lady Darchana last week and she has asked that we find out where she came from. If its not too much trouble would you be so kind as to tell us what you know of the girl and her past?"

Diplomacy (take 10):: 12 + 10 = 22


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Milana shakes her head, touching her hand to her forehead "Lady Darchana’s dinner party. What an embarrassment for Lady Silviana. Can you imagine being told that your handmaiden is some sort of… well… spy? Dreadful. The woman’s name is Atlag, and she has been here for almost three weeks! Three weeks! When I think of the private conversations that happened in front of Atlag? It makes me ill, honestly ill.

Composing herself, Milana continues, “Lady Silviana retains a solicitor, a Chelish gentleman named Solvius Salbus. He works out of an office in the Coins called the Red Letter. He drew up the paperwork for my Lady to complete the transaction on Atlag with a man named...” She wags her pointer finger a few times, shaking her head as she tries to recall the name. “Mahdi Mahjub. No, Mahjub Mahdi! He does his business down in Misery Row, of course. It’s a small shop with several large windows to allow passersby to see into his display parlor from the street. ‘Mahdi’s Chattel: Absalom’s Finest,’ so the sign claims. Honestly, I think every third building in Misery Row claims to be ‘Absalom’s Finest.’ I wonder how many spies like Atlag he’s sold over the years? It’s a dreadful, dreadful business. I am not sure there is anything else I can tell you, but I am sure you understand my Lady’s desire to move on from this embarrassment? Good? Yes? Thank you.

Sovereign Court

Male Tian-shu
Stats:
Human Eldritch Knight 4 | HP: 31/31 | AC: 21 | T:16 | FF:16 | CMD:19 | Fort:+3 | Ref:+9 | Will:+4 | Init:+6 | Perc:+4 | Sense Motive:+0

Shang steps out from behind Pethwen and Princess Shazzara. He bows his head in respect before speaking.

"Lady Milana, could you tell us more about Atlag? Where does she descend from? Also, is she still here? Could we speak with her?"

Grand Lodge

Female Summoner 4 | Init +0 | HP 39/39 | AC 17, T 10, F 17 | F +7, R +4, W +8 | CMB +3 CMD 13 | Per +9

More important than her descent, Lady Milana, what as happened to Atlag . We only wish to assist you mistress in this matter and your help will be appreciated and rewarded.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (15) + 11 = 26

Grand Lodge

Male Human 43870-2 | Barbarian 6| HP 57 / 65 | Rage Used: 2/15 | AC 21 (R19) T 14(R12) FF 18 | CMD 23 CMB +11 | F +5 R +4 (+6 vs Traps) W +5 | Init +3 | Per +9; Int +10; Acro +11; Climb +10
Active Effects:
Fatigue

Kujo listens to the woman's tone and breathing for clues of deception. Sense Motive: 1d20 ⇒ 10. As you can see Kujo is an expert on such matters.

Silver Crusade

Male Oread
Stats:
Init +7;AC 20 (18 w/o shield), HP 35/35, F6/R2/W7.
Shazzara Grymholdt wrote:
More important than her descent, Lady Milana, what as happened to Atlag . We only wish to assist you mistress in this matter and your help will be appreciated and rewarded.

"Yeah!" Sad, on his tippy toes, peeks his head over Shazz's shoulder to confirm whatever she was saying.

1d20 - 2 ⇒ (13) - 2 = 11 Diplomacy to aid

Liberty's Edge

Female Aasimar Cleric (Evangelist) 6 | HP: 39/39 | AC: 21 | Res: Acid, Cold, Elec 5 | T: 15 | FF: 17 | CMD: 21| Fort: +6 | Ref: +7| Will: +8 | Init: +5 | Perc: +5 | Sense Motive: +6 | Perf: 15/17 | Reroll Used: Y

Pethwen acknowledges Milana's answers with a genuine smile. "Thank you for your assistance so far. We'll speak with this...er, Mahjub Mahdi was it?...as soon as we can."

She then steps to the side to allow the others to ask their follow-up questions and calmly watches the majordomo to see if she might be holding anything back.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17


For the Glory of the Veskarium! Docking Bay 3-3

"I can tell you she is of Kelish descent, but beyond that..." Milana waves a hand dismissively. "Though you are more than welcome to speak to her on your way out. She has been...reassigned from the house to the garden. You'll find her with the gardner."

Though her tone is a bit rude, she is being helpful and no apparent deception from her.

Standing up she says, "Anything else I may help you with Pathfinders?"

Grand Lodge

Female Summoner 4 | Init +0 | HP 39/39 | AC 17, T 10, F 17 | F +7, R +4, W +8 | CMB +3 CMD 13 | Per +9

That will be all. I will be sure to mention your assistance in clearing up this distasteful matter.

Shazzara calls Kilgharrah to her side before seeking out the gardens. It is time to speak with this Atlag.

If this woman is of Kelish descent, she will listen to her emperor's daughter.

Silver Crusade

Male Oread
Stats:
Init +7;AC 20 (18 w/o shield), HP 35/35, F6/R2/W7.

Sad slowly (but carefully) clomps out of the house, trying avoid breaking anything, but constrained in his movement by his armor.

He seems relieved to be outside where there was less valuables to accidentally damage and his occasional rapid-rear-air-releases would be more quickly dissipated by the wind.

"Come help Sad look for gardener."

Sad lumbers around, looking for the Kelish woman.

1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 27 Perception


For the Glory of the Veskarium! Docking Bay 3-3

Milana rings a small bell she takes from her pocket.

A few moments later the doorman enters, "Yes ma'am?"

"Please escort our guests to the gardener's shed, they are to speak with the girl." Milana instructs him. "I will say good day to you now Pathfinders and wish you well on my Lady's behalf in your investigation."

You are lead across the grounds to the gardener's workshed, where a young Keleshite woman is cleaning gardening implements. "Atlag, these people wish to speak with you," the doorman says finding a shaded spot to stand in, crossing his arms.

The young woman looks up from her work, her eyes cold and distant. "Blessings of the Dawnflower upon you. How may I serve you?"

Silver Crusade

Male Oread
Stats:
Init +7;AC 20 (18 w/o shield), HP 35/35, F6/R2/W7.

Sad walks up to see what Atlag is working on.

Is there something he can do to help...or even do better?

1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11 Know (Nature)
1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 27 Perception

"No worry," Sad says to Atlag as he approaches. "Sad *not* monster. Sad good helper."

Grand Lodge

Female Summoner 4 | Init +0 | HP 39/39 | AC 17, T 10, F 17 | F +7, R +4, W +8 | CMB +3 CMD 13 | Per +9

Shazzara nods as she approaches the servant, attempting to put the woman at ease as she approaches her.

أنا الأميرة يخدم حاليا في هذه المدينة مبعوثا. هذا الحادث المؤسف التجسس يسبب بعض القلق. وأنا أعلم تم إجبار أفعالك، لن يجرؤ خادم مثل هذا العمل بمحض إرادتهم. يقول لي الذي أجبر هذه الأعمال المؤسفة من أنت وأنا سوف نتأكد من الخدمات مستقبلك قيد، وأكثر ملائمة، وظروف.

Kelish:
I am the Princess Shazzara, currently serving in this city as an envoy. This regrettable spying incident is causing some concern. I know your actions were coerced, no servant would dare such an action of their own volition. Tell me who forced these regrettable actions from you and I will see to it your future services are under, more favorable, conditions.

Take 10 Diplomacy: 10 + 11 = 21

Liberty's Edge

Male Human (Andoran) Fighter (Shielded Fighter) 5/Golden Legionnaire 3 HP: 83/83 | AC: 31 | T: 16 | FF: 27 | CMD: 26 | Fort: +9 | Ref: +5| Will: +2 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0 | Sense Motive: +0

Samuel raises an eyebrow, alittle offended at Shazzara suddenly dropping into a language he does not understand. Despite his offence, the soldier says nothing.

Sovereign Court

Male Tian-shu
Stats:
Human Eldritch Knight 4 | HP: 31/31 | AC: 21 | T:16 | FF:16 | CMD:19 | Fort:+3 | Ref:+9 | Will:+4 | Init:+6 | Perc:+4 | Sense Motive:+0

Shang throws a puzzled glance over to Princess Shazzara as she begins speaking, unfamiliar with the language being spoken. He ponders on it a moment as he listens, trying to identify the dialect to see if he recognizes its origins.

Linguistics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

I'm back now.


For the Glory of the Veskarium! Docking Bay 3-3

Sad begins helping Atlag by taking some of the dirty gardening tools and washing them off in an urn of muddy water.

"Pleasant greetings to you Princess Shazzara. Your presence brightens my day." she bows her head toward you in submission.

"I have been instructed to conduct all dealings with in Dimora Manor in Talden, though it pleases my ear to hear the words of my fathers upon your lips. As I have explained, " she shakes her head, "my family does not have the blood of the djinns. We are not wizards. I hardly understand what the gracious Lady Silviana explained to me, and I was not intentionally party to any plot."

Liberty's Edge

Male Human (Andoran) Fighter (Shielded Fighter) 5/Golden Legionnaire 3 HP: 83/83 | AC: 31 | T: 16 | FF: 27 | CMD: 26 | Fort: +9 | Ref: +5| Will: +2 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0 | Sense Motive: +0

Samuel listens intently to the slaves story, containing his urge to spirit the woman to freedom there and then. Despite his empathy for the girl, the soldier tries to perceive any potentially deception in her words. As he does, the Andoran also looks for any visible signs of injury or mistreatment to her.

Sense Motive: 1d20 ⇒ 6

Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 9

Silver Crusade

Male Oread
Stats:
Init +7;AC 20 (18 w/o shield), HP 35/35, F6/R2/W7.
GM - Mark Garringer wrote:

Sad begins helping Atlag by taking some of the dirty gardening tools and washing them off in an urn of muddy water.

"my family does not have the blood of the djinns. We are not wizards. I hardly understand what the gracious Lady Silviana explained to me, and I was not intentionally party to any plot."

"You dirty lying hoe!!" Sad says...

...and reaches down to pick up the tool from the ground to wash it.

Dirty tools make me sad.

Grand Lodge

Female Summoner 4 | Init +0 | HP 39/39 | AC 17, T 10, F 17 | F +7, R +4, W +8 | CMB +3 CMD 13 | Per +9

I do not doubt but that you have been cruelly used. Such is the way of things. Even if you had no knowledge of the devices purpose, Atlag, do you know how it came into your possession?

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