PF Shackled City SCAP

Game Master Freddy Honeycutt

Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

Damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11

sa-wing-n-a-miss...

Even though everyone's attacks miss, the fire finishes off the creature.

The armor and spiked chains are fused through the flesh of the creature, it smells like burnt hair.

Teach him not to stop, drop and roll!

Although Canvy is somewhat surprised, he encourages every one to think it was his b;low that finally took the creature down. "There see, the undead fall at my feet, their last vestiges of undeath destroyed under the sharpness of my blade." He raises his falcion up in both hands as an offering for it to be blessed by some passing deity, it remains in the air a few seconds, before he brings it down and continues. "Well what we waiting for, lets take a good look around."

Taking a 20 on Perception for 22, searching the undead and the chamber.

The +1 spiked chain is wired directly into the arm…10 minutes to remove

+1 chainmail wired directly into the body……1 hour to remove

Wand Inflict moderate wounds (35) charges

Wand of Control Water

Handy Haversack

3 Potions

Ugh..how did it..why did it? after a once over of the now crispy badguy Minniwick will get to work removing the goodied from the body

Minniwick begins the tedious task of removal of the weapon and armor from the body and ponders the why of it all.

He saves the potion identification for later on.

Minniwick completes the task of seperation of the weapon and armor from the corpse.

Let's take a look at those potions Craft Alchemy to ID the potions 3d20 + 15 ⇒ (18, 3, 4) + 15 = 40
That did not work the way I wanted. It would be a 33, 18 and 19 to ID the potions.

After much cursing Minniwick is able to id the potions.

Gaseous form
Neutralize poison
Haste

How are you dividing those up?

Where you headed?

"Get good money for them things" says Canvy pointing at the vials.

Oh? How much are you paying? I think Broccan should hold on to the Haste Potion. Never know when a Neutralize Poison will save your life. The last one is Gaseous Form, I guess it could be usefull. If we got all the wands lets head back into town. I wonder how bad the rains are? Unless someone (other then Canvy) objects I will toss the Haste potion to Broccan. Wrap up the spiked chain and chain mail and put them in the haversack.

You manage to navigate your way out of the complex and through the caverns back out the lava tube. The sun is setting over Cauldron, if you hurry you can make the gates!

A rush and a push and the land is ours! Lets get back to town before it floods.

Broccan moves into a clanking jog, as fast as his heavily armored frame will move

You are greeted at the gates by a very worried looking Jenya and Sgt. Krews.

Jenya
"Thank heaven you have returned...and the wands?....Allustan and Sanstree have been working nonstop to abate the flooding....this day of sunshine was some druids doing."

"We got'em m'am. It was'eh bit'ffa mess down' er."

Jenya hands the wands to the clerics that begin arriving at the gates.

"Follow me to the temple. I have secured your payment."

Are the wands going to be enough? Do they need help at ths shores of the lake? How bad has the flooding been? Bounce along after Jenya.

Broccan follows Jenya as well.

"Hope this dinneh take t' long. I need 'eh drink," he mumbles under his breath.

Whistling while he walks he starts to mix powders into a vial. He finishes it off with some liquid from a waterskin. It froths a bit over the edge as he hands it to Broccan. Here you go! Go slow it has a kick.

Jenya freely offers any healing spells or just channels positive energy to help everyone feel better.

The temple is deserted and the storm clouds roll in for the evening.

Jenya
"Looks like rain."

"Did we discover who was behind this mad scheme?"

Yep, bunch of nuts. Part of a cult called "The Ebon Triad". These evil nutters are from the churches of three evil deities. They believe that their deities represent a fragmented divinity, and that through their actions they can merge the power of their three deities into one overdeity of extreme and unimaginable power. Or something like that.

Jenya

Looks around at the group before continuing

"Anyone known here in Cauldron?"

Canvy looks at Minniwick, "Hmm, what was that? Do you know?"

"Who'z got th' edd?"

Matter of fact yes. Triel Eldurast she was once a town guard and she escaped punishment after murdering several of her fellow guards while on duty. It happened almost 10 years ago. We have her head around here somewhere. Do you want it?

Jenya looks disgusted for a moment.....

"We shall let that fall to Sgt. Krews......now payment for wands....."

Jenya leads you to her office passing through several halls and a couple of wards....

She opens a lock box....

"Did you want all gold or maybe some potions, wands, spellcastings?"

Erine hangs back, hood down, trying to be inconspicuous.

As Erine keeps her hood down she hears goat munching on something crunchy in the hallway behind her....

Goat is chomping on an apple in the hands of a human you recognize pretty quickly...

"Heard you guys were out head huntin."

Yep, got a few. Want to see?

"A good story' 'tis. A bath tub'n'a oct'pus'n'a spider-man."

Sgt Krews appears.....
"I would like to see the head and hear the tale, that particular head is worth about 5,000 gold."

Sanstree laughs heartily.....
"Maybe you ave guessed it but a spell is lettin me an Sgt Krews an Jenya all talk to each other."

Goat swallows the apple and bleats something at his hooded master. He nudges Sanstree, then trots past Erine into the room.

Edrukk lets the talkers do the talking. He nods to Sanstree and smiles when he sees him.

A loud clap of thunder preceeds the downpour of rain that just started outside.

Jenya
"What was that 5,000 gold we said. Did anyone want part of their share in potions, spells, or other things."

If you could convince someone at the academy to let me copy a few spells from a spellbook that would be great for some of my share.

"what spells yah needin? Allustan has vote a couple big o spellbooks."

I will make you a list! You think he is going to let me copy from his book? I have no issues paying the normal prices.

"D'ya know a smith tha' kn'ammer th' boobs' ou t' this' armr I took frm Triel?"

Jenya blushes...

Sgt Krews smiles and nods, though he is trying to get the head out of the helmet and into a water proof bag.

Sanstree is also smiling at Minniwick....

"Minniwick yah remember Jziradune?"

Sanstree leans in close

Minniwick busts out in a huge smile! That is fantastic! I owe you big time. You need anything made you just say the word. You may have just saved a few lives as well. Thank you! He brushes a tear from his eye Jenya, do you have any idea how many Gnomes still live in Cauldron? How about Dwarves?

The dwarf looks thoughtful. "'ow much 's 'r share, 'gin?"

Jenya thinks of the last census and about the number of adults and those of age in Caludron,

"Be between 7 and 8 thousand adults in cauldron with 8-10 percentage halfling, and 5-6 percent gnome. Though several gnomes live along the river in an encampment along the river."

She goes back to counting gold...

"1,000 gold each for recovery of the wands, I beleive Sgt. Krews said Triel was worth the same amount for her capture."

Though the festival is about to start, Lord Vahaltru, some other nobles and leaders of the churches will be going to Sasserine on a matter of great import leaving Baron Euphemes II in charge for the duration."

Moving on!

The next day many powerful NPC's leave cauldron as the flood festival starts.

The life of the town spills beyond its wall today. Colorful carts and wagons, flags and ribbons, and people of all sorts line the road for 100 yards beyond the gate. Dozens of Halflings in bright colored costumes are directing most activities. A busy, lively hum of noise rises from the fair, and the smells of roasting meats, exotic spices, and cut flowers fill the air.

It is the first day of the flood festival!

"How d'ya celebrate'a Flood Festival? Games? Dress'n up? Wha' dr we s'posed t' do?"

Broccan asks, hoping one of his more worldly companions will provide some of the protocol.

"'s m' first, lad. Ah dinnae kno'."