Shifty PFS Group Alpha (Inactive)

Game Master Nik B.

Aquavius has a hearty laugh as Juan cracks a joke.

Turns out Aquavius knows Aquan. Although she does wonder why he switched languages.

"You heard the man. Give it up, lad. You don't stand a chance here."

Yeah with that said...

The man simply drops his weapon and raises his hands in surrender and looks to his fellows - who between them are firmly dead and broken.

The warehouse returns to relative quiet.

"Good call there, boy."

Qillion starts to tie the man up.

Without missing a beat the weird sailor starts looking to the rest of the warehouse slowly and carefully while the rest of the party handles the surrendering sort.

Stealth: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23

Perception: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (6) - 1 = 5

Juan is inspired by a pregen I played in a recent scenario. I contacted the author and asked if I could use a variation of some of the ideas on the pregen, and this is what resulted.

Aquavius nods. "Aye, good call. I was about to send you to the Pirate Queen." She keeps her rapier handy. "Now then. We're looking for someone who was dragged gagged and bound into this warehouse. Show us the way, and you live for another day."

He capitulates quickly and points to a crate, which Juan opens to find an unconscious woman in. She is dressed in what appears to be some sort of academic robe...

I'm a voice far louder then needed nacalli screams " IT'S OK, ARE YOU UNHARMED " as he cuts her free of the bindings

"She's out cold, Necalli...hey, you listening to me?"

Nacalli turns to Aqua and yells at her" Hay she's not responding...why are you speaking so softly speak up "

Why is this guy so loud? Tetchy asks, then looks at the crate, hmm, she ain't waking up for a while. Look, i've got this healing twig right here, served me right before. Can of you skinny types activate it, so we can heal this woman?

Uncle-T makes his point and the woman is quickly patched up.

"I am Iatha Oedricius, a theologian from Andoren. I was on my way here by request of the Order of Cyphers due to my knowledge of ancient Thassilonian. Unfortunately my boat, the Starfire, was raided by pirates some time ago. I've been kept here ever since."

Iatha shudders a little as she begins to remember the raid. "The leader of the pirates, a woman known as Alejia, had already been on board. She must have snuck aboard when we stopped for passengers somewhere. She killed the crew and captured me, before commandeering the ship and setting sail to Kalsgard."

"That's where I saw her ship, the Lionfish." Iatha shakes her head and laughs a little. "An inspiring name for such a dinghy looking ship. The maroon paint is faded and peeling, and who ever lettered the name on the side looks like they were drunk at the time."

"Alejia had anything of value moved over to her ship, including me, before she told her crew to return to Riddleport and keep me under watch until she got back, after she erased her tracks. Then she sailed off with the Starfire and I ended up here."

The thug corroborates the story.

You also learn:
Before they took to their latest unlawful deeds, Alejia and her crew were well known among the pirate gangs of Riddleport.

Alejia's crew is known for its ruthless tactics and efficiency in commandeering and sinking targets.

While she appears human from a distance, Alejia is actually a vishkanya from distant Vudra, making her blood and spit deadly poison against foes.

In addition to her charming wiles, Alejia is known for her elaborate disguises and magical ability to alter her appearance.

"That's our target, right? Alejia?" Aquavius ponders. "Sounds like her ship the Lionfish may be nearby. Maybe we can order the crew to take us to wherever she sailed the Starfire to."

Aquavius checks her wrists. "At least you're safe, now. We should probably escort you out of Riddleport, quick. You stand out like a candle in this neighborhood."

Juan squints at the woman intently as he listens to her speak. "Yer not a'spinnin' a yarn what would have us be sailin' widdershins in a hurricane, would ye?"

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12

Because Juan would sure the heck take the form of a helpless person and hide out with a 'rescuing' party to murder them all in their sleep like this Alejia shape-shifter would do. Crazy =/= inefficient.

Juan seems to think things are on the level...

A ship, eh? Let's go investigate this ship. I'm no stranger to - eh - investigating ships.

A couple of minutes pass since you have left the warehouse and you are returning from the docks.

Azura and Necalli all of a sudden get an inkling, maybe a moving shadow or a strange noise, that signals an attack is underway!

Surprise Round
Azura
ENEMY
Necalli

Azura calls out a warning and begins a battle chant, inspiring her allies!

A shady looking half-orc tears out from behind a bunch of boxes, he looks like a very burly wharfie and holds a sap menacingly "Croat says it's time you paid your dues!" he hisses whilst a mangy and nasty looking dog with a heavily scarred face with a rusty chain and padlock for a collar comes in to aid him.

The dog runs in and goes for Aquavis!
Attack 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21
Damage 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
+DC14 Fort save... no reason..

The thug decides to have a crack Aquavius too, keen on getting the first person down!

Attack 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 7 - 2 = 23
Damage 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6 non lethal

SR
Necalli

R1
Azura
Qillian
ENEMY
Necalli
Uncle-T
Aquavius
Juan

So am i still deft?

Nacalli moves over the barrels to be able to attack the dog

attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Still deaf as a post sadly!

Necalli has no luck getting revenge!

Qillion moves around the combatants, and then snaps his whip to try to disarm the half-orc.

Disarm: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

Aquavius quickly stumbles back, feeling a bit woozy from the bite and the sap. "Oof. Normally I'd love this fight, but we're busy here."

Fort Save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12
"And watch your mutt!"

Round 1

R1
Azura - moves!
Qillian - engages!
ENEMY -engages!
Necalli
Uncle-T
Aquavius - moved.
Juan

Azura moves away (Staggered)
Qillan moves in and tries disarming the fellow but to no avail - the whip not finding purchase.

The dog follows Aquavis!
Attack 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
The teeth can't catch anything useful.

The thug decides to move in on Qillian
Attack 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
But the swing misses.

Uncle-T moves into the fight and whacks the Thug good and proper!
...but the Thug looks like he's set on fighting on!

Thug (14)
Dog (0)

Juan moves behind the dog to help pen it in for Aquavis, and attempts to give it a good slap on the tail with his cestus.

Cestus, Flanking: 1d20 + 1 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 1 + 3 = 181d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

The dog takes the hit, letting out a yelp!

Necalli up!

Nacalli moves up and attacks the dog again

attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

on my phone can someone move me ty

Moved and stuff I think

The thug raises his fist, as if to punch at Uncle-T, bold lettering on the gaudy brass knuckles reads 'CROAT", but the sound of the dog being snuffed out and the bleeding wound strips the man of his resolve...

Withdraws, then double moves away!

Notional end combat unless people want to chase. Aqua is still staggered and about to pass out, Necalli is stone deaf

"So, this Croat doesn't seem to like us... and now he will know his thug didn't succeed. We should make haste."

Over to you guys how you want to play it, there are numerous four man dinghy's you can commandeer, just need solid backs or some Sailor skill to pint them in a sensible direction... you also have some battered party members... inspecting the dog you suspect it is rabid, and that bit on Aqua looks proper nasty

Qillion's day job is that of a Sailor, so I expect he can navigate a dinghy. For healing, though, he is poorly prepared.

as the men runs off Nacalli
yells at the party "WE GOING AFTER HIM OR WHAT!!!"

when he sees the bite he yells "OH THAT DOSE NOT LOOK GOOD WE SHOULD GET IT LOOKED AT SOON"

The big lumbering man just answers Necalli: Boy, you sure can holler!

Well, we better get that healing twig out again. I ain' no doctor but I know people get mad after being bitten by a dog like that Tetchy says to aquavit so don'cha go crazy on me or I'll keelhaul ya.

I don't know 'bout you guys, but I've got some jaw-thirst after this guy. Let's sail that boat!

"YE'LL NEED TO SPEAK UP I CANT SEEM TO HEAR A THING SINCE THAT BOMB HIT ME EARLIER" Nacalli answers back

We're going to have some space issues, I imagine? Four people boats? Juan can help with one, but..

NO NEED TO SHOUT. I'M NOT DEAF

Nacalli answers back "WHAT DID YOU SAY SPEAK UP MAN"

Ok this is oddly fun ^_^

I SAID: YOUR MOTHER WEARS CHELAXIAN ARMY BOOTS AND THINKS THE X ON THE MAP MEANS 'DON'T GO HERE' Tetchy says, testing whether Necalli is just taking the p*ss.

If the neighbours weren't awake, they are now.

Also, the spelling of your name is oddly appropriate

"Yeah, you better run!" Aquavius waves her fist before dropping to her knees. "I've had worse...I think..." She then passes out.

Whenever she gets healing and wakes up, Aquavius coughs. "Did we win yet? Did we at least get the booty?" She stumbles awake. "We didn't? Well, let's get a ship and sail to Aleja's ship."

Sounds like Qil and Juan can pilot a boat each, so two boats it is. When you are ready we will shuffle forward

With the scholar rescued, you are able to see her to safety - now there just sits the matter of the Lionfish floating out on the harbour - along with umpteen number of vessels of similar disrepute.

Juan will offer to help cure anyone if they have a wand handy. As they are exceptionally expensive to folks just starting out, he doesn't have one yet. And there's no time to really stop to buy an antiplague, is there?

He'll do what he can to shuffle the boat out into the water, and starts looking about for a boat what has the identifying markings...

Perception: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (14) - 1 = 13

Juan uses Uncle Techy's wand to cure Aquavius's immediate injuries. That dog bite will have to be looked at, later...

Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Did I do that right? Aquavius should be at 11/11 with 1 NL damage, now.

Under cover of darkness, your small rowboats cut their way silently through the dirty and polluted water of Riddleport harbour and past numerous dangerous looking vessels with names set to frighten (or amuse ironically) - keeping a goodly distance from them, none of their crews note your passing, not that you weren't noticed, just that a smart crew minds its own business - and a couple of rowboats skulking through the harbour filled with roughs is clearly someone else's business.

The dinghy vessel bobbing in the water looks like it's in dire need of a new paint job, its maroon paint having faded to a grimy puce and peeling away where the water laps at the hull. The planks appear sturdy though, and the boat's sails are carefully mended. The word “Lionfish” is painted across the side of the ship in clumsy blue letters, and a light on the ship's deck illuminates the work of several figures hustling to and fro.

As a few of you have done several times in your careers, you silently slide in next to the Lionfish without notice and look up the sheer sides.

The experienced sailors got you in without notice. To get up it is a 20' climb up a tough surface, so either be an excellent climber or have a grapple (or swim over and climb the anchor rope). If you try sneak onboard, it is a -4 to your stealth check for the difficulties involved

thanks UT, it's Mayan for battle leader

Nacalli answers back " COME AGAIN, AH IT'S NO USE I CAN'T HEAR A THING"

By now your hearing is back and Aqua is now fully healed :)

"by the blowing wind I can hear again"

"Glad t' hear, now t' be keepin' it down lest they hear t' repel boarders?"

Juan will keep an eye out. Not literally. He still has both his in his skull and he can see at night.

Perception: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (6) - 1 = 5

Tetchy curses to himself, then mutters, somewhat guiltily: So.... 's anyone have a hook?

Aquavius slaps her forehead. "Nah, just some rope."

Aquavius will spend panache to stealthily swim and climb up the anchor rope.
Derring-Do: 1d6 ⇒ 2
Stealth: 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 + 2 = 13 pft

Swim: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
Climb: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
Climb: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8 RNG Goddess why have you forsaken me

Throwing caution to the wind, Aquavius dives into the water. She nearly drowns, somehow.

My previous post got eaten...

Qillion uses his whip to snap attach to the deck and starts to climb up.

Climb: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14
Stealth: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13

Aqua is swimming (well named!), Qill is climbing

Anyone else?