[PFS] Season 0 run, mixed with Dragon's Demand

Game Master Irish202


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Liberty's Edge

F Human Grenadier 9
Spoiler:
[HP: 63/63, AC 20/14/14, F+8/R+11/W+5, CMB +6, CMD 20, Perc. +12, Init +4, Bombs 12/12, Temp HP 0/0]

..okay, Locke will dare say it.

Modestly pointing at her appearance, and with some enthusiasm..
"That's you, Gwen..isn't it? I told you, i told you you'd look good, dressed in something pretty."

Leaning in to Ery.

Elven:

"You might want to make your strike now."


A butler enters the guest room where you were told to wait after entering the baroness's manor. "Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to invite you to come over to the dining room and take place. The baroness will join you shortly after."

The butler guides you to the dining room, which has a long table with over a dozen chairs. Two crystal chandeliers hang from the ceiling and shine their magic light down on the table and onto the paintings on the walls. The moment Urbar's new companion enters the dining room the butler's eye twitches a bit, but he doesn't object.

Grand Lodge

F Human Witch/6 (HP 38/38| AC:11 | T:11 | FF:10 | CMB:0 | CMD:11 | Fort:+3 | Ref:+3 | Will:+5 | Init:+1 | Perc:+6 | Speed 30) PFS#: 12713-4

Fiona follows the others, feeling better than usual and enjoying the new feel of having a brand new dress. I can't remember when was the last time I had a new set of clothes, not to mention dress. This one just feels good... She nods at the butler politely, eyes Urbar's new pet with some concern and chooses a seat further away from it. Eryzule's new green hair looks strange, but she doesn't say anything about it for the moment.

Dark Archive

Male Elven| Sorc 6/Ora 1|
Resources:
Spells: (Sorc1 5/7| Sorc2 5/5|Sorc3 3/3 | Oracle 5/5)| Tangle Vine 6/6| Wooden Weapon 6/6 |Wands: Charm (49)| End. Elem (30)
Stats:
HP:32 (-14 from con loss) | AC:15(19) (13/12(16)) | Saves:+2/+5/+8 |Initiative:+3|Perc:+3|Diplomacy/Bluff:+19/+16| Sense Motive: +12|+1 Longbow +7 Atk 1d8+1 dmg 20/20

Ery remained silent, though not somber, since the girls arrived. A combination of being pleasantly surprised by the majesty of his female companions and the embaressment of having to explain that he was turning into a plant... or becoming a plant-man... He shakes his head, then speaks to Locke.

Elven:
"Watch me... The Lord of Tea can be quiet the gentlemen."

"Ladies, You look magnificent. Please don't let the green distract you...Let us enjoy the evening in simplicity." He gives a welcoming bow.

As the butler guided the group to where they needed to be, Ery quickly slid to Gwen's side and offered an arm.
"Shall we?" He said, seemingly attempting to dodge answering the question of his hair directly.
"If it's all the same to you, why don't we just enjoy that one of us looks wonderous this evening." He said to Gwen, giving her a once over and playful wink.
----Once in the Dining Hall---
Ery lead's Gwen to a seat at which point he releases her arm and pulls a chair out with swift but agile flourish. His hand then reaches out for her's and guides her to the seat only to push it in as she sits. Once settled, Ery takes the seat opposite Gwen on the other side. He smiles, Nodding.

Grand Lodge

M Human Ranger (HP 52/52 | AC:21 | T:14 | FF:16 | CMB:10 | CMD:23 | Fort: +6 | Ref: +8 | Will:+4 | Init: +3 | Perc:+10 | Speed 20)
Ulfa:
(HP 39/39 | AC:23 | T:13 | FF:20 | CMB:+7 | CMD:20 | Fort: +7 | Ref: +7 | Will:+3 | Init: +3 | Perc:+6 | Speed 30)

Urbar looks confused at his wolf.
"It is a she?!"
He bends down to take a look and confirms Tereze's statement.
"Well, you are right. And no, she does not have a name. I thought it not important."
He replies to her, already used to the bush sitting across from him.
"Pull some out, it's edible!"
He barks a laugh as Ery is guiding Gwen to a chair.

The Exchange

Female Human 6th Level Brawler | HP 28/55 | AC 19 | T 14 | FF 16 | CMD 28 (G 35/T 32) | Fort +8 | Ref +8 | Will +6 | Init +2 | Perc +11 | MF - 2/6 | KO - 1/1 | PFS #: 13693-7

Initially Gwen gives Locke a defiant lock; however, when she realizes there is no mocking tone she relaxes. "Thank you, Locke." She smiles a little.

When Ery offers his arm, she takes a moment to look him over and stares in shock at his 'hair'. "Ery... your hair! Is that... grass?!" She stammers a moment. "What happened?"

Ery wrote:
"If it's all the same to you, why don't we just enjoy that one of us looks wonderous this evening." He said to Gwen, giving her a once over and playful wink.

She stares at his hair a little longer and looks as if she is going to say more, but closes her mouth. She nods and allows Ery to escort her into the Dining Hall. 'I can see the appeal here for most women. I just don't know such things are for me.' Regardless of her musings, she still appreciated the attention Ery shows her and she smiles and returns the nod.

Dark Archive

Male Elven| Sorc 6/Ora 1|
Resources:
Spells: (Sorc1 5/7| Sorc2 5/5|Sorc3 3/3 | Oracle 5/5)| Tangle Vine 6/6| Wooden Weapon 6/6 |Wands: Charm (49)| End. Elem (30)
Stats:
HP:32 (-14 from con loss) | AC:15(19) (13/12(16)) | Saves:+2/+5/+8 |Initiative:+3|Perc:+3|Diplomacy/Bluff:+19/+16| Sense Motive: +12|+1 Longbow +7 Atk 1d8+1 dmg 20/20

Ery's eyes hit the table infront of him, his looks briefly somber before quickly flashing a glare to Urbar.
He thought about saying something...but instead he slowly took to his feet then with a swift flourish, let loose a tanglevine at urbar in an attempt to trip the bastardly ranger. Trip CMB vs Urbar: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

Liberty's Edge

F Human Grenadier 9
Spoiler:
[HP: 63/63, AC 20/14/14, F+8/R+11/W+5, CMB +6, CMD 20, Perc. +12, Init +4, Bombs 12/12, Temp HP 0/0]
Gwen wrote:
Initially Gwen gives Locke a defiant lock; however, when she realizes there is no mocking tone she relaxes. "Thank you, Locke." She smiles a little.

"You're welcome.

I don't see Fiona with you?"

But when she follows last..

"It suits you, Fiona, it looks good on you."

Dark Archive

Female Human Oracle Lvl 9 (HP 83/83 | AC:20 | T:11 | FF:19 | CMB:7 | CMD:18 | Fort:+6 | Ref:+5 | Will:+8 | Init:+5 | Perc:0 | Speed 30) PFS#: 172834-1
Spells:
Remaining 4th: 4/5, 3rd: 7/7, 2nd: 6/7, 1st: 6/7, Channel Energy: 5/5, Master of Pentacles: 1/1, Energy Body 9/9, Boots 3/3

Tereze continues to pet the wolf as she follows the group.

Any noble companion of ours should at least have a name.
She looks to me like a "Ulfa", what do you zink?

The whole time she studiously avoids looking at Ery.

Grass really? How Horrible for him!


The butler's eye twitches again and he steps up avoid Urbar from taking place on the same side as Gwendallyn's sitting. "One side for the ladies, and one for the men. Like your good friends over there di... Sir!"

He nearly glares at Eryzule. "I will remind you that's most inappropriate!"

With some effort the butler manages to regain his composure, and continues to talk to Urbar: "If you'd please take place on the same side as your male compa..."

The baroness then enters the dining room, wearing an elegant green dress that fits her age much better than the local fashion. She's apparently caught what the butler was saying and makes a shooing motion at him. "Let them be, Edgard. Let them take place wherever they wish, we can't expect them to be fully familiar with local etiquette."

The butler reluctantly steps back and lets Urbar sit on the 'female' side of the table. Meanwhile the baroness shoots a curious look at the wolf. "Edgard, could you get Fifi's Sunday tray for our four-legged friend? Maybe add her Starday tray as well, our friend's a bit larger."

After a polite nod the butler leaves to fetch some trays in which the wolf's food can be served. The baroness then sits down at the head of the table. "Good evening, dear travelers. I apologize for the inconvenience. Poor Edgard is very dedicated to making the evening as pleasing as can be. I hope you can forgive him."

Before anyone can reply the baroness smoothy transitions into another subject by adding, "May I say that you all look most stunning, especially the ladies?"

With Locke taking place next to Ery the question is... did Locke know about the local custom, or did he not? :P

Dark Archive

Male Elven| Sorc 6/Ora 1|
Resources:
Spells: (Sorc1 5/7| Sorc2 5/5|Sorc3 3/3 | Oracle 5/5)| Tangle Vine 6/6| Wooden Weapon 6/6 |Wands: Charm (49)| End. Elem (30)
Stats:
HP:32 (-14 from con loss) | AC:15(19) (13/12(16)) | Saves:+2/+5/+8 |Initiative:+3|Perc:+3|Diplomacy/Bluff:+19/+16| Sense Motive: +12|+1 Longbow +7 Atk 1d8+1 dmg 20/20

A question for the scholars, indeed.

Ery retakes his seat, almost hiding his arm beneath the other.
Once he hears that he looks stunning, a small smile of pride beacons from his previously somber state. His head lifts as he looks to Gwen then to the Baroness.
"That they do." Ery gave a nod in agreeance with the baroness.
"But surely you acknowledge yourself a lovely flower as well."
Diplomacy for smoozing the arostocrasy: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (2) + 16 = 18

Dark Archive

Female Human Oracle Lvl 9 (HP 83/83 | AC:20 | T:11 | FF:19 | CMB:7 | CMD:18 | Fort:+6 | Ref:+5 | Will:+8 | Init:+5 | Perc:0 | Speed 30) PFS#: 172834-1
Spells:
Remaining 4th: 4/5, 3rd: 7/7, 2nd: 6/7, 1st: 6/7, Channel Energy: 5/5, Master of Pentacles: 1/1, Energy Body 9/9, Boots 3/3

Diplomacy to Help the snoozing: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25
Zank you Baroness, we only strive to be a dim reflection of your own dignity and grace.

Grand Lodge

F Human Witch/6 (HP 38/38| AC:11 | T:11 | FF:10 | CMB:0 | CMD:11 | Fort:+3 | Ref:+3 | Will:+5 | Init:+1 | Perc:+6 | Speed 30) PFS#: 12713-4

Fiona blushes a bit at Locke's comment, "Thank you Locke. I feel better like this." She takes her seat next to the other ladies, imagining for a few moments that the scene has been taken from one of the fairy tales she used to read. She nods in what tries to pass as courtesy at the baronness' compliment, but clearly isn't sure of the correct court etiquette. "Your words are kind baroness. We appreciate your generous hospitality," she adds, looking downwards as a sign of deference.

Liberty's Edge

F Human Grenadier 9
Spoiler:
[HP: 63/63, AC 20/14/14, F+8/R+11/W+5, CMB +6, CMD 20, Perc. +12, Init +4, Bombs 12/12, Temp HP 0/0]

Locke's eyes roll at Ery's words, but says nothing about it.

I think we need to get the baroness a towel for her heels. ^^

"Yes, thank you for the hospitality, madam baroness."

Grand Lodge

M Human Ranger (HP 52/52 | AC:21 | T:14 | FF:16 | CMB:10 | CMD:23 | Fort: +6 | Ref: +8 | Will:+4 | Init: +3 | Perc:+10 | Speed 20)
Ulfa:
(HP 39/39 | AC:23 | T:13 | FF:20 | CMB:+7 | CMD:20 | Fort: +7 | Ref: +7 | Will:+3 | Init: +3 | Perc:+6 | Speed 30)

Urbar gets knocked over, laughing at Ery. He finally gets up again to take his seat, the moment the baroness enters. He completely ignores the butler, not feeling in the mood to change places. He leans over to Gwen as Ery is 'seducing' the baroness.
"I think he has a thing for courtly women... Eyeing her all like that..."
Knowing the bet is still on he tries to shine some bad light on his companion.
"But honestly, what have you done? The change is... Really..."
He trails off as the baroness starts talking again.


The baroness smiles and nods politely as the compliment's returned to her. "My, thank you! I wouldn't be able to pull off the current fashion, it's better suited for those half my age, but I have a lovely collection of dresses with at least one for every occasion."

After some more pleasantries the baroness gets to business. "How did your assignment fare? I heard you've removed the kobold tribe's chieftain from power and made a deal with another kobold, that she'd move the tribe elsewhere in exchange for the leadership?"

Dark Archive

Male Elven| Sorc 6/Ora 1|
Resources:
Spells: (Sorc1 5/7| Sorc2 5/5|Sorc3 3/3 | Oracle 5/5)| Tangle Vine 6/6| Wooden Weapon 6/6 |Wands: Charm (49)| End. Elem (30)
Stats:
HP:32 (-14 from con loss) | AC:15(19) (13/12(16)) | Saves:+2/+5/+8 |Initiative:+3|Perc:+3|Diplomacy/Bluff:+19/+16| Sense Motive: +12|+1 Longbow +7 Atk 1d8+1 dmg 20/20

"Yes, the Chief's name is Nighttail. She's surprisingly bright and longs to have her people moved to a better location. We believe that through her, the Kobolds shouldn't be a problem any more..."
Ery pauses as a thought grazes his mind, his eyes shift to the table in thought. He looks up to Gwen, which relaxes him lightly before looking back to the Baroness.
"One of the issues that spawn the recent trouble with the little reptilian folk was this over zealous religion switch... One that seemed to be focused around a dragon."
Ery wasn't so sure he wanted to believe the internal issue was dragon related. His tone suggested that, if nothing else, the immediate issue is resolved.

His focus once again drifted toward the table, his eyes seemingly locking onto to something beyond his sight. Humorously, unknown to him, this lead to his eyes eventually wandering to locking with Gwen's.
His thoughts turned inward toward the idea that they were encroaching on the territory of a green dragon. Color aside, the power they would face would be lethal...and that's being optimistic. For what ever reason, the concept of facing such a powerful foe terrified Ery. He was a glorified counselor, a diplomat and a lover... fighting dragons was for warriors like Gwen or Urbar... He was not as they were.
His leg seemed to bounce with a subtle anxiety, a bead of watery sap ran from the edges of his hair to his chin. Catching himself, he tried to hide his internal issues with a simple smile and refocus as needed.
bluff to conceal hypothetical fear: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 11 = 16

Dark Archive

Female Human Oracle Lvl 9 (HP 83/83 | AC:20 | T:11 | FF:19 | CMB:7 | CMD:18 | Fort:+6 | Ref:+5 | Will:+8 | Init:+5 | Perc:0 | Speed 30) PFS#: 172834-1
Spells:
Remaining 4th: 4/5, 3rd: 7/7, 2nd: 6/7, 1st: 6/7, Channel Energy: 5/5, Master of Pentacles: 1/1, Energy Body 9/9, Boots 3/3

Between ze thinning of ze tribe we did, change in leadership zat occurred and ze distaste most of ze survivors had for ze late chief's worship of Aeteperax, I do not believe zere is much chance zat ze kobolds will return and trouble ze town again.

Dark Archive

Male Elven| Sorc 6/Ora 1|
Resources:
Spells: (Sorc1 5/7| Sorc2 5/5|Sorc3 3/3 | Oracle 5/5)| Tangle Vine 6/6| Wooden Weapon 6/6 |Wands: Charm (49)| End. Elem (30)
Stats:
HP:32 (-14 from con loss) | AC:15(19) (13/12(16)) | Saves:+2/+5/+8 |Initiative:+3|Perc:+3|Diplomacy/Bluff:+19/+16| Sense Motive: +12|+1 Longbow +7 Atk 1d8+1 dmg 20/20

Ery pipes in,
"We're also assuming that all the kobolds who praised Ateperax were also in the cave..."


"Well if the kobolds have left the area that's good. I will hand you your rewards after this dinner. A dragon, though? Truly?"

The baroness freezes when you mention the dragon's name, her friendly smile draining from her face as she stares at you in shock. "That can't be... Aeteperax was the name of a great dragon slain more than a thousand years ago by Belhaim's founder, Lady Tula Belhaim!"

Dark Archive

Male Elven| Sorc 6/Ora 1|
Resources:
Spells: (Sorc1 5/7| Sorc2 5/5|Sorc3 3/3 | Oracle 5/5)| Tangle Vine 6/6| Wooden Weapon 6/6 |Wands: Charm (49)| End. Elem (30)
Stats:
HP:32 (-14 from con loss) | AC:15(19) (13/12(16)) | Saves:+2/+5/+8 |Initiative:+3|Perc:+3|Diplomacy/Bluff:+19/+16| Sense Motive: +12|+1 Longbow +7 Atk 1d8+1 dmg 20/20

Ery ponders the news, a bit of relief lifting his shoulders as he leans back into his chair...
"Perhaps they discovered his burial site? bone worship one could say."

Grand Lodge

F Human Witch/6 (HP 38/38| AC:11 | T:11 | FF:10 | CMB:0 | CMD:11 | Fort:+3 | Ref:+3 | Will:+5 | Init:+1 | Perc:+6 | Speed 30) PFS#: 12713-4

Fiona tries to calm the baroness (and herself) down, "Can't this just be a coincidence? This new dragon probably just took the old one's name, knowing everyone would fear him this way."

The Exchange

Female Human 6th Level Brawler | HP 28/55 | AC 19 | T 14 | FF 16 | CMD 28 (G 35/T 32) | Fort +8 | Ref +8 | Will +6 | Init +2 | Perc +11 | MF - 2/6 | KO - 1/1 | PFS #: 13693-7

Gwen scowls at Urbar briefly, but then directs her attention to the baroness and the following briefing. "Fiona, that is brilliant! I recall some orcish warlord from Belkzen doing such a thing. He thought the usage of a hero's name from history would help to embolden his people and strike fear into the hearts of the folks of Trunau. Little did he know that namesakes do not make one great..."

Liberty's Edge

F Human Grenadier 9
Spoiler:
[HP: 63/63, AC 20/14/14, F+8/R+11/W+5, CMB +6, CMD 20, Perc. +12, Init +4, Bombs 12/12, Temp HP 0/0]

"It also attracts people looking to make a name for themselves."


"I truly do hope you are correct, dear." The baroness shakes her head with a somber expression. "Aeteperax was a fearsome one..."

Dark Archive

Male Elven| Sorc 6/Ora 1|
Resources:
Spells: (Sorc1 5/7| Sorc2 5/5|Sorc3 3/3 | Oracle 5/5)| Tangle Vine 6/6| Wooden Weapon 6/6 |Wands: Charm (49)| End. Elem (30)
Stats:
HP:32 (-14 from con loss) | AC:15(19) (13/12(16)) | Saves:+2/+5/+8 |Initiative:+3|Perc:+3|Diplomacy/Bluff:+19/+16| Sense Motive: +12|+1 Longbow +7 Atk 1d8+1 dmg 20/20

Although spawn from anxiety, Ery takes to his feet, placing his hands firmly on the table.
"Dancing!" his voice seemingly louder then needed.
"This conversation has taken a turn to the...Less fun! Surely dancing should be had!" He ends with some nervous laughter.

Liberty's Edge

F Human Grenadier 9
Spoiler:
[HP: 63/63, AC 20/14/14, F+8/R+11/W+5, CMB +6, CMD 20, Perc. +12, Init +4, Bombs 12/12, Temp HP 0/0]

Locke lets a hand dance on two fingers in response.

"You'd probably dissuade a dragon from eating us, unless it's an undead dragon, of course.
So lady baroness, what is it you would have from us?"

Dark Archive

Female Human Oracle Lvl 9 (HP 83/83 | AC:20 | T:11 | FF:19 | CMB:7 | CMD:18 | Fort:+6 | Ref:+5 | Will:+8 | Init:+5 | Perc:0 | Speed 30) PFS#: 172834-1
Spells:
Remaining 4th: 4/5, 3rd: 7/7, 2nd: 6/7, 1st: 6/7, Channel Energy: 5/5, Master of Pentacles: 1/1, Energy Body 9/9, Boots 3/3

Softly Tereze says:
An... undead... dragon... Ladies above protect us!
Zat is a horrifying zought!


"As horrifying as a dragon, alive or death, sounds... there's something else I'd like to request your help with."

The baroness thinks for a moment before she speaks again. "There's been a development while you were dealing with the kobold tribe. The day after Hunclay, the wizard whose tower collapsed due to the kobolds' digging, perished word was sent via raven to his only living relative, a cousin in Yanmass. Just this morning her reply arrived. She doesn't seem all that distraught at Hunclay's death, and has no interest in coming to Belhaim to claim his estate and belongings. Instead, she has requested that I auction off all of Hunclay's property and possessions so that the proceeds, minus expenses, can be sent to her. This leaves me with a daunting task, which is to catalogue the contents of Hunclay's manor home."

"Entering Hunclay's manor and exploring its interior will be an enterprise that could entail considerable danger. Hunclay was something of a foul-tempered recluse, and word around town is that his manor was warded by magical traps and guarded by monsters. The fate of the kobold who burned to death on the manor's front porch has only added to locals' fears..."

The baroness takes deep breath. "Would you be interesting in taking on another job for Belhaim? Exploring Hunclay's manor, identifying any unusual or magical items, deactivating traps, and dealing with any monstrous guardians seem to be tasks tailor-made for adventurers, after all. I can pay you a flat 5,000 gp fee for performing this service, and you're welcome to take part in the auction to follow."

Dark Archive

Male Elven| Sorc 6/Ora 1|
Resources:
Spells: (Sorc1 5/7| Sorc2 5/5|Sorc3 3/3 | Oracle 5/5)| Tangle Vine 6/6| Wooden Weapon 6/6 |Wands: Charm (49)| End. Elem (30)
Stats:
HP:32 (-14 from con loss) | AC:15(19) (13/12(16)) | Saves:+2/+5/+8 |Initiative:+3|Perc:+3|Diplomacy/Bluff:+19/+16| Sense Motive: +12|+1 Longbow +7 Atk 1d8+1 dmg 20/20

Ery looked to the group then smiled.
"That is probably the most simplistic job we have ever received. And the odds of undead are minimal so that's a plus." Ery joked.

Dark Archive

Female Human Oracle Lvl 9 (HP 83/83 | AC:20 | T:11 | FF:19 | CMB:7 | CMD:18 | Fort:+6 | Ref:+5 | Will:+8 | Init:+5 | Perc:0 | Speed 30) PFS#: 172834-1
Spells:
Remaining 4th: 4/5, 3rd: 7/7, 2nd: 6/7, 1st: 6/7, Channel Energy: 5/5, Master of Pentacles: 1/1, Energy Body 9/9, Boots 3/3

Really Ery, magical traps do not sound fun to me.
Speaking of which, without Vicard how exactly do we plan on dealing with magical traps assuming we find zem? Zis is a wizards house after all.

Liberty's Edge

F Human Grenadier 9
Spoiler:
[HP: 63/63, AC 20/14/14, F+8/R+11/W+5, CMB +6, CMD 20, Perc. +12, Init +4, Bombs 12/12, Temp HP 0/0]

Locke crosses arms and shakes head slightly.

"That is troubling. Opening a lock or disabling a regular trap, i can do, but i am not trained in magical traps."

Dark Archive

Male Elven| Sorc 6/Ora 1|
Resources:
Spells: (Sorc1 5/7| Sorc2 5/5|Sorc3 3/3 | Oracle 5/5)| Tangle Vine 6/6| Wooden Weapon 6/6 |Wands: Charm (49)| End. Elem (30)
Stats:
HP:32 (-14 from con loss) | AC:15(19) (13/12(16)) | Saves:+2/+5/+8 |Initiative:+3|Perc:+3|Diplomacy/Bluff:+19/+16| Sense Motive: +12|+1 Longbow +7 Atk 1d8+1 dmg 20/20

"Then we do so with our wit! All we need to do is find the traps...then trigger the traps. Unless its one of those automatically resetting bastard traps... We'll be fine!"

Grand Lodge

F Human Witch/6 (HP 38/38| AC:11 | T:11 | FF:10 | CMB:0 | CMD:11 | Fort:+3 | Ref:+3 | Will:+5 | Init:+1 | Perc:+6 | Speed 30) PFS#: 12713-4

Fiona looks at the others, "That's not the best plan I've heard," she comments quietly after Eryzule exposes his plan. As she looks at him she can't help but stare at his green hair -again- for a few seconds, before looking away to the others.

Dark Archive

Male Elven| Sorc 6/Ora 1|
Resources:
Spells: (Sorc1 5/7| Sorc2 5/5|Sorc3 3/3 | Oracle 5/5)| Tangle Vine 6/6| Wooden Weapon 6/6 |Wands: Charm (49)| End. Elem (30)
Stats:
HP:32 (-14 from con loss) | AC:15(19) (13/12(16)) | Saves:+2/+5/+8 |Initiative:+3|Perc:+3|Diplomacy/Bluff:+19/+16| Sense Motive: +12|+1 Longbow +7 Atk 1d8+1 dmg 20/20

Feeling the attention pulled to his verdant hair...Ery lets out a sigh.
"Okay..." He says, running his fingers through his would-be lovely tea...vines...
"Get it out of your system. It's alright friends, I invite you."

Dark Archive

Female Human Oracle Lvl 9 (HP 83/83 | AC:20 | T:11 | FF:19 | CMB:7 | CMD:18 | Fort:+6 | Ref:+5 | Will:+8 | Init:+5 | Perc:0 | Speed 30) PFS#: 172834-1
Spells:
Remaining 4th: 4/5, 3rd: 7/7, 2nd: 6/7, 1st: 6/7, Channel Energy: 5/5, Master of Pentacles: 1/1, Energy Body 9/9, Boots 3/3

Tereze busies herself petting Ulfa the wolf and stays silent.


"I'm glad to hear you're interested!" the baroness comments when you immediately come up with plans on how to tackle the exploration of the mansion.

"Would you be able to start tomorrow? I've also hired others, for the non-dangerous parts of the ordeal, and I'd like for it to be taken care of as fast as possible."

Dark Archive

Male Elven| Sorc 6/Ora 1|
Resources:
Spells: (Sorc1 5/7| Sorc2 5/5|Sorc3 3/3 | Oracle 5/5)| Tangle Vine 6/6| Wooden Weapon 6/6 |Wands: Charm (49)| End. Elem (30)
Stats:
HP:32 (-14 from con loss) | AC:15(19) (13/12(16)) | Saves:+2/+5/+8 |Initiative:+3|Perc:+3|Diplomacy/Bluff:+19/+16| Sense Motive: +12|+1 Longbow +7 Atk 1d8+1 dmg 20/20

"Sure we can." Ery responds to the Baroness.

Liberty's Edge

F Human Grenadier 9
Spoiler:
[HP: 63/63, AC 20/14/14, F+8/R+11/W+5, CMB +6, CMD 20, Perc. +12, Init +4, Bombs 12/12, Temp HP 0/0]

"That sounds like we are the escorts to these 'others'."

Steph, is it plausible i could have nicked/acquired a small empty, and portable, cask?

The Exchange

Female Human 6th Level Brawler | HP 28/55 | AC 19 | T 14 | FF 16 | CMD 28 (G 35/T 32) | Fort +8 | Ref +8 | Will +6 | Init +2 | Perc +11 | MF - 2/6 | KO - 1/1 | PFS #: 13693-7

Gwen listens with growing trepidation as their next mission is explained. 'Traps? Magical traps?' She looks around at the others, daring and brave in the fact of what may turn out to be one of their most difficult assignment to date. "Worry not, baroness. This is nothing compared to what we have accomplished together." She smiles at her companions, her friends... her family.


@Locke: It's a PFS game, so you'd have to take a look at the available items in PFS to see if there's something like that and purchase it.

"Very well." The baroness motions for her butler to come over. "Edgard, could you have Jacques draft a contract for our guests?"

"Of course, baroness."

"Tell him I want it ready by the time we finish dinner."

"Will do." Edgard leaves to tell Jacques from accounting to draft the contract.

When Edgar returns he's followed by two more butlers. They place bowls with white soup in front of you. "I present you with white truffle soup, made of the finest white truffles found in Andoran, and sweetened by the fresh milk of roc from the Varisian mountains," Edgard says when you all have your bowls. "Enjoy."

Liberty's Edge

F Human Grenadier 9
Spoiler:
[HP: 63/63, AC 20/14/14, F+8/R+11/W+5, CMB +6, CMD 20, Perc. +12, Init +4, Bombs 12/12, Temp HP 0/0]

Hmm, so i can't 'displace' something then..?

Dark Archive

Female Human Oracle Lvl 9 (HP 83/83 | AC:20 | T:11 | FF:19 | CMB:7 | CMD:18 | Fort:+6 | Ref:+5 | Will:+8 | Init:+5 | Perc:0 | Speed 30) PFS#: 172834-1
Spells:
Remaining 4th: 4/5, 3rd: 7/7, 2nd: 6/7, 1st: 6/7, Channel Energy: 5/5, Master of Pentacles: 1/1, Energy Body 9/9, Boots 3/3

Oh Baroness, I must say, ze aroma of zis soup is most excellent. I have missed ze taste of truffles.
You know, growing up some of our hounds used to be trained to spot truffles. I wonder if Ulfa could be taught to do ze same. It would give some wonderful variety to our meals.

The Exchange

Female Human 6th Level Brawler | HP 28/55 | AC 19 | T 14 | FF 16 | CMD 28 (G 35/T 32) | Fort +8 | Ref +8 | Will +6 | Init +2 | Perc +11 | MF - 2/6 | KO - 1/1 | PFS #: 13693-7

Gwen smells deeply of the soup, her stomach suddenly rumbles loudly. Not being one for etiquette, Gwen immediately digs into the soup wihout pause after the baroness invited them to begin. "I don't know that I have ever eaten such wonderful food, m'lady. This is delicious!" She says after eating several spoonfuls of the wonderful soup.

Dark Archive

Male Elven| Sorc 6/Ora 1|
Resources:
Spells: (Sorc1 5/7| Sorc2 5/5|Sorc3 3/3 | Oracle 5/5)| Tangle Vine 6/6| Wooden Weapon 6/6 |Wands: Charm (49)| End. Elem (30)
Stats:
HP:32 (-14 from con loss) | AC:15(19) (13/12(16)) | Saves:+2/+5/+8 |Initiative:+3|Perc:+3|Diplomacy/Bluff:+19/+16| Sense Motive: +12|+1 Longbow +7 Atk 1d8+1 dmg 20/20

Ery looks to the soup with a smile. taking his spoon in hand he ladles the white broth and bring it to his mouth. before it enters he realizes that his appetite is unresponsive. As a matter of fact, he feels nothing toward this food or the thoughts of other food.
"Huh." He thought aloud. It would be rude not to eat at this fine diner. So naturally, he slowly brings each spoonful to his mouth and half-heartedly swallows it down.
"Yes, its a fine soup." He mentions with a smile.
Feigning interest: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27

Liberty's Edge

F Human Grenadier 9
Spoiler:
[HP: 63/63, AC 20/14/14, F+8/R+11/W+5, CMB +6, CMD 20, Perc. +12, Init +4, Bombs 12/12, Temp HP 0/0]

Hmm, yes...since you're growing into half a plant yourself.
Wouldn't this technically count as cannibalism? :)

Locke, content the baroness didn't mind the mask, takes a bite from the truffles.

"....it's good. Though, if your cook uses a standard 30 gallon cauldron, quarter of a goblet of cinnamon would strengthen the flavor of the truffles even more."

If the others look funny:

"What's with the looks?
I've been around kettles, cauldrons and other brewings a lot.
Spices are alchemical components of cooking, i'm only saying what could strengthen the flavor even more."

Dark Archive

Male Elven| Sorc 6/Ora 1|
Resources:
Spells: (Sorc1 5/7| Sorc2 5/5|Sorc3 3/3 | Oracle 5/5)| Tangle Vine 6/6| Wooden Weapon 6/6 |Wands: Charm (49)| End. Elem (30)
Stats:
HP:32 (-14 from con loss) | AC:15(19) (13/12(16)) | Saves:+2/+5/+8 |Initiative:+3|Perc:+3|Diplomacy/Bluff:+19/+16| Sense Motive: +12|+1 Longbow +7 Atk 1d8+1 dmg 20/20

"Ha."


@Locke: You can randomly pick objects you encounter up during this module and carry them around, but they will disappear at the end of the module. Same with any other random object/loot you encounter in every PFS scenario.

Edgard looks annoyed when Locke comments on how to improve the soup, but the baroness gracefully nods her head. "I see. I will be sure to remember that and tell the staff."

Once everyone's finished his soup the bowls are removed by the butlers. They later return with new plates with more food. "I present you with our second dish of the evening, lobster. These lobsters come straight from the Shackles, and the garlic sauce served with them is made with the finest garlic from Cheliax."

Before you're supposed to start eating Edgar and the other butlers fill your wine glasses with a red wine. "With it we present you with a fine Chelaxian Bhârdeaux from 4600. Finest of its year."

I figured it'd be fun to roleplay the actual dinner a bit, and I'm trying to stall a bit for when Urbar's back so we can start the new mission with everyone present. Tell me if you'd rather move forward!

Dark Archive

Male Elven| Sorc 6/Ora 1|
Resources:
Spells: (Sorc1 5/7| Sorc2 5/5|Sorc3 3/3 | Oracle 5/5)| Tangle Vine 6/6| Wooden Weapon 6/6 |Wands: Charm (49)| End. Elem (30)
Stats:
HP:32 (-14 from con loss) | AC:15(19) (13/12(16)) | Saves:+2/+5/+8 |Initiative:+3|Perc:+3|Diplomacy/Bluff:+19/+16| Sense Motive: +12|+1 Longbow +7 Atk 1d8+1 dmg 20/20

Ery eyes the wine as its poured. A gleam sparks form his face as an idea spawns.
"Baroness, I imagine that you aren't privy to common bouts of party going but...with that said, the women among us have proven to be even more grand in fortitude when it comes to alcohol. If you'd enjoy something with a little more life after dinner, We could offer some amusing entertainments."


The baroness blinks. "What is it you're suggesting, dear Eryzule?"

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