RD's PbP Campaign (Inactive)

Game Master Rene Duquesnoy

We start with the first steps series, then go on from there


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Grand Lodge

Male Human Fighter 1

"That went...well." The Sergeant shakes his head. "I hope they can find someone a little better-suited to takin' care of these kids."

"Let's see the Osiriani gent."

Dark Archive

Male Aasimar (Chelaxian) Ora8 (seeker) | hp 50/67 | Init +9 | AC 17, T 12, FF 15 | CMB +8, CMD 21| F +6 R +6 W +7* | Prcptn +1 (drkvsn) |

Done and done. Chusynd looks at the disappointed elf. No worries, friend Thujone; we should always save the best for last, hmm?

Sczarni

Mists of Mwangi

You make your way to the Wise Quarter in Absalom. As you approach the rich estate of Grand Councilmember Dremdhet Salhar, you are greeted by a guard. You are expected...Pathfinders the guard says while eyeing you up and down. You walk to the front door, and are met by a servant. The servant informs you that Salhar is not around. He is on business that is actually important, but you may speak with his most trusted adviser. The servant leads you down a corridor of fancy rooms and expansive areas. Sitting in a room at the end of the hall is an old man. He looks up from the scraps of paper he was working with and begins speaking.

Dialog:
Good day to you, Pathfinders. I am Amenopheus, the Sapphire Sage, advisor to Master Salhar. I understand you were sent here to discuss archaeological permissions. Knowing this was coming, I spoke with Master Salhar at length on the subject and have this to say.

Since Osirion was reopened to exploration a decade ago, adventurers, historians, and treasure-seekers flock to my country by the hundreds, perhaps thousands. While most families with ancestral burial vaults maintain guards and keep their sites out of the hands of casual thieves, not all families have the wealth or power to restrict everyone, and as we all know, not every defense is perfectly secure. Unscrupulous tomb robbers and maligned merchant organizations cause Osirion to bleed relics into the Inner Sea—something the descendents of Ancient Osirion cannot afford. We Osiriani have thousands of years of rich history coursing through our veins, and while that power has been out of focus in recent years, we are content to wait, knowing our enemies will wear themselves down. As they fall into arrogance, folly, or greed, we wait for our return to power, knowing we bear the riches of our ancestors at our feet.

Master Salhar remains impressed by the Pathfinder Society, orating in their favor a handful of times in front of Absalom’s Grand Council, in fact. Due to previous relationships between him and the Society, Master Salhar has agreed to grant permission to the Pathfinder Society to explore his family’s vaults below Sothis. The only thing he requires is that you retrieve the map of the vaults from his own vault here. The servant will lead you to the basement and show you the room.

The Sapphire Sage’s eyes twinkle as he smirks knowingly, then he turns back to reading his book as though he had never been disturbed.

The servant returns and leads you through the large estate, down a hallway, through a cool basement. He opens the door, and ushers you inside. Once you are all inside, he shuts the door, and you hear it lock.

A plain stone room contains three chests: a copper-banded chest of smooth, dark wood; a red lacquered chest; and what looks to be a cube of solid steel. Behind the chests sits a low table holding a clear glass jar half full of liquid and a covered wicker basket.

For easy times:

* Wicker basket - closed
* Glass jar - closed
* Copper-banded chest - closed
* Red lacquered chest - closed
* Steel chest - closed

Grand Lodge

Male Human Fighter 1

"Bloody wise-ass Osiriani." Sarge goes to look at the jar, but does not touch it.

Perception 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Dark Archive

Male Aasimar (Chelaxian) Ora8 (seeker) | hp 50/67 | Init +9 | AC 17, T 12, FF 15 | CMB +8, CMD 21| F +6 R +6 W +7* | Prcptn +1 (drkvsn) |

Chusynd is drawn to the red lacquered chest. Shiny... He moves to open it.

Sczarni

Mists of Mwangi

Sgt Hobbes inspects the glass jar. It appears there is a clear liquid inside it, about half full.

Chusynd looks at the red lacquered chest. There is a keyhole, and a red light pulses from within. Chusynd tries to open it, but it doesn't open.

Dark Archive

Male Elf Sorcerer 1

Thujone inspects the copper-banded chest

The Qadirans should have wiped these mummified relics off the map when they had the chance...

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21

Sczarni

Mists of Mwangi

Thujone inspects the copper-banded chest.

Spoiler:

1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22

Thujone sees the chest fade in and out, as it was an illusion. Only Thujone sees this.

* Wicker basket - closed
* Glass jar - closed
* Copper-banded chest - Thujone sees illusion
* Red lacquered chest - closed
* Steel chest - closed

Dark Archive

Male Aasimar (Chelaxian) Ora8 (seeker) | hp 50/67 | Init +9 | AC 17, T 12, FF 15 | CMB +8, CMD 21| F +6 R +6 W +7* | Prcptn +1 (drkvsn) |

It seems the only thing we can open here is this basket. Looks to be at about the height of our esteemed Gristle. Take a look, then, little one, and let us know what we are to have for our picnic supper, hmm?

Dark Archive

Male Elf Sorcerer 1

Peers sternly at the copper-banded chest

"There are powerful magicks binding this. I'll see what I can do."

Thujone gestures vaguely, pulling some dust from his spell pouch and blowing it in Blunttusk's face. He mumbles to himself in Elven, then flips open the lid to the chest

"You all should attend to the rest of these. I must regather my energy."

Thujone sits down and drinks from his flask

Sczarni

Mists of Mwangi

So Thisle is opening the basket and Thujone is pretending to open the copper-banded chest?

Dark Archive

Male Elf Sorcerer 1
Rene Duquesnoy wrote:
So Thisle is opening the basket and Thujone is pretending to open the copper-banded chest?

Misunderstood. Thought it being locked was an illusion

"There is no spoon. I mean--chest."

Silver Crusade

Male Human Cleric

The Half-Orc, still perturbed by the encounter at the Orphanage, paid little attention to his compatriots who were happily loot...examining the tomb.

"Perhaps we should consider more caution," He said softly. "I haven't even had an opportunity to properly get a feel for the room."

DETECT EVIL. I'm not sure if you treat it as an always on thing, but if not there we go.

Sczarni

Mists of Mwangi

Detect evil will not work on an inanimate object

Sczarni

Mists of Mwangi

Somewhere, off in the distance, a bird flies over the head of a gnome tinkerer and drops a little poo. The poo hits the gnome, just as he completes his Absalom domination device. The poo slides between some gears, making it too slick to control. As the gears begin spinning out of control, the friction ignites the saltpeter causing an explosion in the laboratory. The device is destroyed, and the crazy gnome was killed. Absalom owes their safety to a bird they will never notice.

Also.. please move :P

Grand Lodge

Male Human Fighter 1

"I'll open the basket."

Sarge carefully removes the lid from the basket, his arms fully extended, trying to stay as far away from it as he can.

Sczarni

Mists of Mwangi

Sgt Hobbes removes the lid of the basket, and sees a blue stone key sitting atop a pile of crumpled linens. How ominous!

Grand Lodge

Male Human Fighter 1

"Errr...there's a key in here, and gods know what else in amongst these linens. Given the Osiriani's reputation, I worry about a snake."

Dark Archive

Male Elf Sorcerer 1

Thujone turns his considerable intellect towards the jar of liquid

"What a fool I've been. This could be liquor!"

He inspects the liquid carefully

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

Dark Archive

Male Elf Sorcerer 1

Looking up from the jar, Thujone takes pity on the simpering sergeant

Oh, very well. Hold this.

He hands the jar to Hobbes and gestures vaguely, pulling some dust from his spell pouch and blowing it in Hobbes' face. He mumbles to himself in Elven, then casts Mage Hand to retrieve the key

Sczarni

Mists of Mwangi

Thujone believes the liquid to be water.

Thujone casts mage hand on the key and it lifts up out of the box.

* Wicker basket - open - blue stone key retrieved
* Glass jar - closed
* Copper-banded chest - Thujone sees illusion
* Red lacquered chest - closed
* Steel chest - closed

Grand Lodge

Male Human Fighter 1

*cough* "What the blazes was that dust, ye daft elf?"

He holds the jar dubiously, fairly convinced it's acid, or embalming fluid, or something even more unspeakable.

Dark Archive

Male Aasimar (Chelaxian) Ora8 (seeker) | hp 50/67 | Init +9 | AC 17, T 12, FF 15 | CMB +8, CMD 21| F +6 R +6 W +7* | Prcptn +1 (drkvsn) |

Please allow me to take a closer look at that key, Chusynd says as he snatches it from the elf and shoves it into the lock of the red-laquered chest.

Sczarni

Mists of Mwangi

Chusynd sticks the key in the red-lacquered chest...and it opens! Inside the chest is a key forged into the end of a jeweled scepter.

Spoiler:

Perception checks DC 16
Blunttusk 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12
Loegnir 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14
Hobbes 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Thujone 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14
Chusynd 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14
Thistle 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

That is a big LOL right there!

Dark Archive

Male Aasimar (Chelaxian) Ora8 (seeker) | hp 50/67 | Init +9 | AC 17, T 12, FF 15 | CMB +8, CMD 21| F +6 R +6 W +7* | Prcptn +1 (drkvsn) |

Wait, did the bard fall into the water again? Cos that's what our rolls look like...

Chusynd grabs the jeweled key and holds it up. Right! Now let us try this in the steel chest. Perhaps the elf has given us his drunken visions and we are seeing things — he claims the copper-banded chest is not real.

Sczarni

Mists of Mwangi

You stick the jeweled key in the steel chest and turn it. The chest does not open.

* Wicker basket - open - blue stone key retrieved
* Glass jar - closed
* Copper-banded chest - Thujone sees illusion
* Red lacquered chest - open - jeweled scepter key
* Steel chest - closed

Grand Lodge

Male Human Fighter 1

"Is it possible that there's something else in the linens of the basket? I mean, other than the snake which I assume is there? Or, maybe something hiding in the jar?"

Dark Archive

Male Elf Sorcerer 1

There may be further dark magicks afoot!

Thujone gestures vaguely, pulling some dust from his spell pouch and blowing it in Chusynd's face. He mumbles to himself in Elven, then casts Detect Magic

Sczarni

Mists of Mwangi

Thujone does not detect any magic in the basket.

Dark Archive

Male Elf Sorcerer 1

"There is no magic in this basket. You should probably stick your hand in there."

Thujone gestures vaguely, pulling some more dust from his spell pouch and blowing it in Chusynd's face. He mumbles to himself in Elven, then casts Detect Magic, focusing on the steel cube

Sczarni

Mists of Mwangi

The steel chest does not glow magical.

Dark Archive

Male Aasimar (Chelaxian) Ora8 (seeker) | hp 50/67 | Init +9 | AC 17, T 12, FF 15 | CMB +8, CMD 21| F +6 R +6 W +7* | Prcptn +1 (drkvsn) |

*cough* *sneeze* *cough*

Chusynd sighs, kicks the steel chest in frustration, hands Sarge the scepter key, and grabs the basket, dumping it out onto the gnome, if possible ;-).

Sczarni

Mists of Mwangi

Chusynd takes 1 point of non-lethal damage from stubbing his toe.

Chusynd picks up the basket and looks to the gnome. However, there is no gnome. There is a half-orc, human, halfling, and 2 elves. Chusynd thinks Damn. I wish there was a gnome. Seriously. So much gnome hate. There's no place like gnome..

After Chusynd's brief spaz out, Chusynd realizes he looks a tad silly. But, better to look silly than to drop a possibly trapped basket on a fellow Pathfinder.

Dark Archive

Male Aasimar (Chelaxian) Ora8 (seeker) | hp 50/67 | Init +9 | AC 17, T 12, FF 15 | CMB +8, CMD 21| F +6 R +6 W +7* | Prcptn +1 (drkvsn) |

They're all gnomes to me. And evil; they're all evil too.

Hand me that jar, good sir. Chusynd opens the jar and pours its contents into the basket, cursing his luck that there is no evil gnome nearby.

Sczarni

Mists of Mwangi

Chusynd pours the jar into the basket. A little splashes out onto him, doing 1 point of acid damage to Chusynd.

The key falls out onto the bottom of the basket. The acid burns through the cloth, and you see a SNAKE! The snake gets burned, but it leashes out to escape, and snaps at Chusynd.

1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

The snake misses Chusynd and falls over dead from the acid.

* Wicker basket - open - blue stone key retrieved
* Glass jar - open - jeweled brass key retrieved
* Copper-banded chest - Thujone sees illusion
* Red lacquered chest - open - jeweled scepter key
* Steel chest - closed

Dark Archive

Male Elf Sorcerer 1

Thujone tries all of the keys with the steel chest, despite the lack of an obvious keyhole

"This is like trying to have sex with a golem."

Dark Archive

Male Aasimar (Chelaxian) Ora8 (seeker) | hp 50/67 | Init +9 | AC 17, T 12, FF 15 | CMB +8, CMD 21| F +6 R +6 W +7* | Prcptn +1 (drkvsn) |

It appears that Sarge was correct about the snake. Marvelous deductive reasoning! I can see why you were chosen for a life in the town guard, evicting people like our inebriated elf from sundry squalor.

Thujone wrote:
"This is like trying to have sex with a golem."

I will take your word for that, rather than determining for myself.

Dark Archive

Male Elf Sorcerer 1

"It is exactly like trying to have sex with a golem."

Thujone pokes the steel cube with the scepter several times

Sczarni

Mists of Mwangi

The steel chest does have a small hole in it (like a golem virgin). When you stick the jeweled brass key in the chest and turn it, it breaks into dust. No other key fits.

Frustrated, Sgt Hobbes stares at the ceiling and notices a glimmer of metal hanging from it. It could be another key!

Dark Archive

Male Elf Sorcerer 1

Thujone gestures vaguely, pulling some dust from his spell pouch and blowing it in the gnome's face. He mumbles to himself in Elven, then casts Mage Hand to retrieve the key

Sczarni

Mists of Mwangi

who the f*$@ is this gnome you keep referring to?

you get a key

Dark Archive

Male Aasimar (Chelaxian) Ora8 (seeker) | hp 50/67 | Init +9 | AC 17, T 12, FF 15 | CMB +8, CMD 21| F +6 R +6 W +7* | Prcptn +1 (drkvsn) |
Rene Duquesnoy wrote:
who the f~!@ is this gnome you keep referring to?

This gnome.

Sczarni

Mists of Mwangi

Hope that bit was worth it :P

Dark Archive

Male Elf Sorcerer 1

Worth it

"This key leapt into my hands. It must be attuned to seek the most intelligent creature in the room."

Thujone sticks it in the box

Dark Archive

Male Aasimar (Chelaxian) Ora8 (seeker) | hp 50/67 | Init +9 | AC 17, T 12, FF 15 | CMB +8, CMD 21| F +6 R +6 W +7* | Prcptn +1 (drkvsn) |

To be honest, I mixed up this PBP (which has a halfling) with another PBP (which has a gnome). It started out as an honest mistake and I turned it into a bit when Rob jumped on it and you responded. So yeah, I suppose the bit which resulted from serendipitous confusion was worth it. :-D

Chusynd kicks the copper-banded chest, misses cos it's an illusion, and falls on top of the halfling, who has been sputtering in protest at nearly drowning AND being mistaken for a gnome — an ignominious day indeed.

Thujone! Try that key in the steel chest and perhaps we can get out of here.

Dark Archive

Male Elf Sorcerer 1

Thujone sticks it in the box

Sczarni

Mists of Mwangi

The box opens up, and a sprays the party with a nasty mist.

Will save:
Blunttusk 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
Loegnir 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (5) + 0 = 5
Hobbes 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11
Thujone 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11
Chusynd 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
Thistle 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Loegnir, Chusynd, and Thistle's body turns blue. Ha on them!

There is a treasure map at the bottom of the chest. Huzzah.

Grand Lodge

Male Human Fighter 1
Chusynd Karkota wrote:
It appears that Sarge was correct about the snake. Marvelous deductive reasoning! I can see why you were chosen for a life in the town guard, evicting people like our inebriated elf from sundry squalor.

"Nah...the captain says it's because of my 'dogged determination', or somethin' like that."

After the box is opened, and half of the party has been Smurfed...

"See what I mean? Wise-ass Osiriani. Looks like maybe we found what we're lookin' for, at least."

Edit: looks like I found a message-board Easter Egg.

Dark Archive

Male Elf Sorcerer 1

"It appears the box has found some of you lacking. Can't say I disagree. Let's see if one of these keys will get us out of here."

Thujone tries the rest of the keys in the door

Sczarni

Mists of Mwangi

You are able to open the door. Standing outside is Amenopheus' servant. He chuckles slightly at the dire smurfs, and says Please deliver the map to Ambrus with our regards. He leads you out, and after about a half an hour, everyone gets desmurfed.

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