Supernatural Society of Cedrana (Inactive)

Game Master GamerAim

Like the X-Files, but Pathfinder, but set in the 1830s.


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Construction:
Two skeletons, not a centaur. One horse, one humanoid (likely human). The presence of Cedranan remains, especially those so entangled, strikes you as odd. You don't know what centuries old remains are doing at a factory construction site.

Boss Team:
"How do you mean, dire consequences? Is it the gangs? What is it you're not telling me? What do you want?" He tries to maintain his composure, but you can tell that he's beginning to fear your ominousness.


Female Dusk Elf [Native] Telepath L5 | pp 34/40 | HP: 30/30 | AC: 14/18/22 | Touch: 14/18/22 | FF: 14/18/22 | Fort: -1 | Ref: +5 | Will: +6* | Init: +4

Boss team:

She reached into her pouch and took out a ring. It was simple and made of silver. She slipped it onto her finger and walked over to Mr Steelcutter behind the desk. She held out her hand, so he could see the sigil on it. It was the sigil of the holy Churches Inquisition.

She looked him in the eye.

"I have my holy seal Inquisition papers as well if you wish to see them Mr Steelcutter. As for the dire consequences Mr Tipper talk of, lets start with the possibility that the Papal Bank suddenly and unexpectedly started taking great interest in you creditors and investors. I wounder if this may trigger the local tax inspectors to look into your business activity's as well. This would be a most trying time for such things to happen now would it not?. Then again I suspect of you where to hear Mr Tipper out and lets say... undertake his recommendations. Then such possibilities my not be possibilities at all. Why I suspect all this trouble could be cleared up in no time and you could get back to you profitable business with nothing more said."

She waited a moment letting him take that in, Then in an instant the menacing was gone. She smiled takiing her hand away, and bowing to him once. She the went back to the back of the room, taking a seat she sat and crossed her legs.

Let Mr Tibbs the carrot, me the stick, and lets see if he knows what best for him.

She seem to be off thinking on other things, not paying to much heed to the two men at all. Just a woman waiting for men to conclude their business.


Construct AI Cohort Vitalist L13

Boss Team:

::Do you think he will comply?::


Female Dusk Elf [Native] Telepath L5 | pp 34/40 | HP: 30/30 | AC: 14/18/22 | Touch: 14/18/22 | FF: 14/18/22 | Fort: -1 | Ref: +5 | Will: +6* | Init: +4

Boss team:

::"If not then Ill have to try a more direct root, lets hope Mr Tipper can work his magic shall we"::

Then to Mr Tipper.

::"I will leave the Diplomacy part to you from here on out, I hope knows whats bet for him"::


Male Human Warpriest 1 | HP 14/14 | AC 17, touch 11, FF 16, CMD 14 | Fort +4, Ref +1, Will +4 | Init +2, Perception +2

Boss Team:
Leon all but rolls his eyes as Alyln steps forward, all pomp and pageantry with the Church. The Hunters were taught what the elders knew about that organization and their efforts, and the overall impression Leon--and most of his peers--had was that they were too open and domineering. Threats of financial trouble were their method, over-the-top intimidation... The Hunters had their hammers, to be sure, but the Church seemed to use even their knives as blunt tools.

Finally, Leon clears his throat and steps forward. "Mister Steelcutter, what I think is being driven at is that we all know there's trouble, and nobody wants anybody to get hurt. Money tends to make folk go a little stir-crazy, as I'm sure you know, and offering rewards to whoever wants to get involved is bound to get some folks in over their heads. And I'm sure you don't want that any more than we do. My bosses are willing to take things into their hands and help clear this problem up, but we need your sign-off on that, so to speak. Your cooperation in putting this to rest."

His frontier accent is dulled, now, but a twinge of it remains.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24


Female Dusk Elf [Native] Telepath L5 | pp 34/40 | HP: 30/30 | AC: 14/18/22 | Touch: 14/18/22 | FF: 14/18/22 | Fort: -1 | Ref: +5 | Will: +6* | Init: +4

boss team:

She picked up the change in Loans mind state as she talked. The surface feelings of frustration and dissaprovel. As she went and sat he talked she kept sat. cross legged a slight smile on her face.

When he had done with his plee for help she sent to him a simple message.

::"Just the right amount of carrot Leon, Well done, your learning"::

had she known that he would act, the tack he would take with cutter. No.. how could she possible have known.

.


Male Human Sorcerer 2

Construction Site:
Well, that's odd, but I doubt it has much to do with the incident. Let's see if there's anything of note before we move on though.

Casting Detect Magic


Male Human Vigilante (Social Identity) 5 | HP: 33/33 | AC: 12 | Touch: 12 | FF: 10 | Fort: +2 | Ref: +6 | Will: +3 | Init: +2

Boss Team:
Felix seems ready to speak again, but is surprised to find that the next point is made by the frontiersman. He remains quiet until Leon finishes, then gives him a nod of subtle praise. His respect for the man is rising by the minute. Perhaps, in time, Mr. Hatcher would make a proper gentleman.


M Human Hedgewitch (Entropic Sage) 5

construction site:
"Yep, seems very odd to me. Not sure if it really relates to what happened here or not, though."


Boss Team:
He sighs, giving into your demands, "Very well. I'll take down the bounty, though I can't imagine why the church would want me to - I get the feeling I don't want to know. But if the church is willing to take care of my problem free-of-charge, who am I to complain?" He nods gratefully at Leon, then glares at Alyln, "Is there anything else the church requires of me?"

Construction Site:
You detect no magic. What now?


Female Dusk Elf [Native] Telepath L5 | pp 34/40 | HP: 30/30 | AC: 14/18/22 | Touch: 14/18/22 | FF: 14/18/22 | Fort: -1 | Ref: +5 | Will: +6* | Init: +4

Team Boss:

Lady Alyln looks at Mr Tipper and Leon to see if they have any more 'recommendations' for Cutter. she waits to to see if they have.


Male Human Warpriest 1 | HP 14/14 | AC 17, touch 11, FF 16, CMD 14 | Fort +4, Ref +1, Will +4 | Init +2, Perception +2

Boss Team:
After Alyln's message, she gets another shift in Leon's mind--defensive, with a hint of surprise and anger. Whether he directly sends a thought back or she simply picks up on cues, his reply is clear: Stay out of my head, witch. The Hunters may use magical communication when needed, but Leon isn't used to voices popping into his head outside of a Hunt. And when something starts talking to your mind when you're Hunting, it's usually the thing you're supposed to kill.

He puts away his frown quickly, and nods to Steelcutter. "Suffice to say we'll handle things, and you won't have to worry about it any longer. The only things we need you to do now are keep a helpful attitude and try not to let this information get around too much. People tend to get antsy when they find out the Law's come to town, you understand." He pats one of the guns on his hip and smiles. "We may need more assistance from you, only information of course, and nothing too pressing. Anything you have to say about what's happened so far, what you know, would be very helpful--seeing as you're the boss and all, I figure you know more than just about anybody."


Female Dusk Elf [Native] Telepath L5 | pp 34/40 | HP: 30/30 | AC: 14/18/22 | Touch: 14/18/22 | FF: 14/18/22 | Fort: -1 | Ref: +5 | Will: +6* | Init: +4

Boss team:

She felt Leon closing his mind to her and the words he thought at her. The slight smile never left her face as he did so.
Yep you can close your mind to Telepathy, no DC a PC just dose it.
She was used to being called 'A witch' being an elf and one with such gifts as hers, well that just part of ones life. The superstitious and country forks did it the most. She put it down to the backward ways lead to small closed minds. In the time she had known Leon she had found him... a little like that. Out there in the wild and badlands. The world rendered down to country idioms and saying. His eating manners also left a lot to be desired. Even for a human he downed his food like a wild man. Lashing off flesh to rip with teeth. She never eat meat and fact she never eat, long ago replacing that need with a crafted blessing. She look at the fine white tattoo around one finger. But she liked a drink of fine wine now and then, Elves liked sutler flavors than humans so finding a good one was hard. But a nice green tea... Her mind was wondering, she was board she relied, she told herself off for being lax. In an instant she had re-focused and looked around the room. Taking in everything she could see.

Now what do we have here

Concentration takes 15 detect magic/psionics no display

She though looking for interesting things.

perception 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26


M Human Hedgewitch (Entropic Sage) 5

construction site:
"Keep looking around then?" I'm at a loss for leads at the moment unless I stand here and commune with spirits."


Male Human Sorcerer 2

Construction Site:
Would that take long? I don't know how much time we have. Besides, unless you know for a fact there haven't been any big battles around here in that timeframe, it's probably just a dead body. To the office?


Boss Team:
"Well, you seem to be defending my interests, not accusing me of anything, so I'll help how I can. The Sheriff took me down to the scene to identify the bodies the day after it happened. It was the most horrible thing I'd ever seen. Leony Inter appeared to have been killed when the office building was overturned; his desk fell on him and coroner says he suffocated. But Ryellia Clerke - my god, it looked like someone had beat her to death with a wooden bat. They were both long-standing employees for the company with no known enemies, which is why I believe it was a gang that came in and beat Ryellia, then when she escape into the office, tipped it over out of spite, then fled the scene."

Construction Site:
The office is a sort of temporary building made of thin metal sheets, and the side opposite of the entrance is crumpled and stuck with bits of rock and scrub - evidence of it being tipped over, though it's since been turned back upright.

Perception (Thomas): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28Perception (Harkell): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20

You notice the strange dents mentioned in the newspaper, which are circular except for a wedge shape in each. Remarkably, you conclude that they're actually huge round two-toed footprints.

A yellow cloth tape used by the police crisscrosses the front door to the office, which hangs partway off its hinges so it doesn't close all the way on account of the above-described dents. Some boards have been placed across the door from inside the office to keep it shut.

There is also a locked side door on the left end of the building. Just outside the door is a spill of sand and extinguished cigarettes marked by lipstick, presumably untouched evidence that fell out of the building when it was tipped over.


Male Human Vigilante (Social Identity) 5 | HP: 33/33 | AC: 12 | Touch: 12 | FF: 10 | Fort: +2 | Ref: +6 | Will: +3 | Init: +2

Boss Team:
"Now, when you say 'overturned', what exactly does that mean?"


Female Dusk Elf [Native] Telepath L5 | pp 34/40 | HP: 30/30 | AC: 14/18/22 | Touch: 14/18/22 | FF: 14/18/22 | Fort: -1 | Ref: +5 | Will: +6* | Init: +4

Construction Site:

She sent a message to McFaddy team.

::"Hello McFaddy, I hope things are going well now your free to look with out of interruption. Where here with the factory owner, he was one of few there soon after the attack. He says that one of the dead a male Leony Inter appeared to have been killed when an office building was overturned. The boss said a desk fell on him and coroner says the man suffocated. A Ryellia Clerke female the Boss says, looked like someone had beat her to death with a wooden bat. They were both long-standing employees for the company with no known enemies, which is why the Boss believe it was a gang that came in and beat Ryellia, then when she escape into the office, tipped it over out of spite, after fleeing the scene. So there is 1st hand testament, would you be so kind as to have a look for this office that was turned over."::


Male Human Warpriest 1 | HP 14/14 | AC 17, touch 11, FF 16, CMD 14 | Fort +4, Ref +1, Will +4 | Init +2, Perception +2

Boss Team:
Leon blinks and nods at Felix's question. "...Yessir, I think that definitely deserves going over. Did you say an office building was overturned? Like, the whole thing? Sideways?"


Female Dusk Elf [Native] Telepath L5 | pp 34/40 | HP: 30/30 | AC: 14/18/22 | Touch: 14/18/22 | FF: 14/18/22 | Fort: -1 | Ref: +5 | Will: +6* | Init: +4

Construction Site:

::"So the boys are asking more of the boss, you found anything of interest, need us to ask the the Boss anything"::


M Human Hedgewitch (Entropic Sage) 5

construction site:
"Oh, it takes time to find the right spirit to help me do things that are outside of my own abilities."

Harkell then waits for McFaddy's analysis of the scene.


Boss Team:
"It was out at the construction site. One of those temporary metal shacks - we put them up to use during construction to manage the site. Some gangsters, with horses to help pull, could easily tip it over. I don't know what the church has against them, but please: make them pay."


Female Dusk Elf [Native] Telepath L5 | pp 34/40 | HP: 30/30 | AC: 14/18/22 | Touch: 14/18/22 | FF: 14/18/22 | Fort: -1 | Ref: +5 | Will: +6* | Init: +4

Boss Team:

She stood up and looked at him, a smile on her face.
Her magic and psionic detection of the room done, she was all diplomatic now.

"Let's just say the ones behind this may have upset someone of influence. The who, what and why dose not matter, what matters is, we find them and remove them from your grand works as soon as we can Mr Steelcutter. We would appreciate if you kept our involvement in this matter between ourselves. We will work faster with our undue attention."

Diplomacy 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (11) + 11 = 22

She then picked up her small note book.


Male Human Sorcerer 2

Alyln, Harkell:
Thomas speaks as he "broadcasts" back to Alyln.

Talking to both Greenbeard and the Lady here. Boss thinks it's a gang that's come after one "Ryella Clark". She was found beaten, which is different from the seemingly accidental death of the other victim. We found unusually old remains here from a Cedranan soldier. Let's not ask the boss about that unless you have a good reason to, we don't want to tip off that we've been poking about here if we can avoid it, but let's try to find a local historian or something. Can you ask him about any problems he's had with local wildlife? I think our office tipping is the result of a kick from some very large creature. We're heading into the offices now.


Construction Site:
He stops broadcasting back to Alyln and turns his full attention to the toeprints.

I don't know my animals too well, two toes makes me think it was some kind of bird, maybe? He scurries around to compare the opposite side of the building to see if it has been "kicked" from the side that would have been laying down as well.

Let's check in the office and then get out of here. We don't want to be snooping about if the Law comes back around.


Female Dusk Elf [Native] Telepath L5 | pp 34/40 | HP: 30/30 | AC: 14/18/22 | Touch: 14/18/22 | FF: 14/18/22 | Fort: -1 | Ref: +5 | Will: +6* | Init: +4

Construction Site:

::"understood, I will ask Mr Tipper to enquirer"

Boss Team:

@Tipper

She looks out the window a moment as if admiring the view.

::"Mr Tipper, Mr McFaddy would like us to enquirer about any problems with wildlife around here. Mr Hatcher dose not like me talking to him like this could I ask you to."::

Then she says as she makes her way to the door.

"A goodly town and so nice to be out in the countryside. I hope Mr Steelcutter you are given due respect for bring to them such fine industry here."

and she means it, that was a compliment.


M Human Hedgewitch (Entropic Sage) 5

construction site:
"With the kind of strength we are talking about, as well as the semicircular shape, I am working under the assumption of some sort of cloven-hoofed creature."


Male Human Vigilante (Social Identity) 5 | HP: 33/33 | AC: 12 | Touch: 12 | FF: 10 | Fort: +2 | Ref: +6 | Will: +3 | Init: +2

Boss Team:
Felix makes no outward sign of having heard, nor does he mentally address her in return.

"Is there any troublesome wildlife in the area? I can't imagine an animal could swing a wooden bat, but I'd like to address all possibilities."


Boss Team:
"Thank you, miss. And I can assure you that this matter will not leave this room on my behalf - so long as it doesn't interfere with my business, I've no wish to interfere with the church's." replies Gadren before turning this attention to Felix, "Way out there? Not much. We've coyotes and the like, some birds that'll peck your eye out if the mood strikes them, but nothing we can't handle. This isn't like the mountains with the bears and wolves. We don't even have camels anymore, not since the army got 'em all killed way back when - not that I'm tall enough to ride one, mind!" he chuckles, "Sorry I couldn't be of much help. If anything does come up, I do hope you'll keep me informed?"

Construction Site:
The interior of the office building is a mess. Papers and other office supplies are piled on every surface as if picked up in a hurry after the office was tipped back over. You see two desks, each with the name of one of the employees - Leony Inter and Ryellia Clerke - on brass nameplates atop the desk.

(Perception, Harkell): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11(Perception, Thomas): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29

In Leony's desk, Thomas finds an envelope with tickets to a horse race in another town next weekend, a shopping list for fishing gear, and a metal tin of primitive antacid and heartburn medications. On Ryellia's desk, he finds a framed daguerreotype (basically an old-timey photograph, for those who don't know) of Ryellia and her husband, a tin case of tobacco cigarettes, and various frog-related nick-knacks.

In the rest of the building, Thomas finds a set of complicated blueprints and construction paperwork, a set of keys, a broken typewriter, a well-equipped first aid kit, and an unsent letter from Ryellia to Gadren detailing the discovery of a horse skeleton during excavation - the letter is dated the same day as the employees' deaths.


Female Dusk Elf [Native] Telepath L5 | pp 34/40 | HP: 30/30 | AC: 14/18/22 | Touch: 14/18/22 | FF: 14/18/22 | Fort: -1 | Ref: +5 | Will: +6* | Init: +4

boss team:

She nods and waits a moment while he keeps talking then says

"Yes of course, and think you for your asistance"


Female Dusk Elf [Native] Telepath L5 | pp 34/40 | HP: 30/30 | AC: 14/18/22 | Touch: 14/18/22 | FF: 14/18/22 | Fort: -1 | Ref: +5 | Will: +6* | Init: +4

Construction Site:

::"Thomas, he says just coyotes, some birds that can be aggressive, nothing more dangerous than that."::


Male Human Sorcerer 2

Construction Site:
Are daguerreotypes super expensive or anything?

This letter was never sent, so Bossman may not have been informed about those bodies until the incident. Dead bodies and strong hoofed legs. I can't think of much else to do so let's meet with the others.


Boss Team:
Felix gets up and offers to shake the dwarf's hand. "I can't thank you enough for your cooperation, my friend. But, we've much to do, and we'd best return to our colleagues with your response."


M Human Hedgewitch (Entropic Sage) 5

construction:
"Sounds good"


Female Dusk Elf [Native] Telepath L5 | pp 34/40 | HP: 30/30 | AC: 14/18/22 | Touch: 14/18/22 | FF: 14/18/22 | Fort: -1 | Ref: +5 | Will: +6* | Init: +4

Boss Team:

Opens the door for them to go, and waits till the others have done.


Alyln, Felix and Leon leave the office and depart in the buggy to pick Thomas and Harkell up at the construction site. The ride there is uneventful, but upon returning to town, the party encounters what appears to be a severe accident involving a horse-drawn buggy. The buggy itself has crashed into a culvert along the side of the road, crushing the poor horse (most likely to death). Thomas and Harkell recognize the sheriff they met earlier, his horse tied to the crashed buggy and blocking half the road. Also here is another horse-drawn buggy apparently belonging to the Edrev hospital, where a nurse is helping a woman wrapped into a blanket into the back. Another nurse stands in front of the medical buggy, writing in a small notebook.


Female Dusk Elf [Native] Telepath L5 | pp 34/40 | HP: 30/30 | AC: 14/18/22 | Touch: 14/18/22 | FF: 14/18/22 | Fort: -1 | Ref: +5 | Will: +6* | Init: +4

looks out form the buggy,

"Well this dose not look good, If you don't mind I'll stay back here while any of you who wish to render help."

But she points at the crash adding to those with minds open to hear.

::"Be careful, not every is always what it seems."::

she suffered form paranoia, she know that of herself, it could be nothing, but having spent years hunting evil cults, she was always careful.


Male Human Warpriest 1 | HP 14/14 | AC 17, touch 11, FF 16, CMD 14 | Fort +4, Ref +1, Will +4 | Init +2, Perception +2

Leon quickly disembarks the carriage, hopefully alongside some of the others, and walks up to the accident, frowning. "What's happened here? Is anyone hurt but alive?"


M Human Hedgewitch (Entropic Sage) 5

Harkell follows Leon, but slowly and halting several paces back from the scene until a response is given.


Female Dusk Elf [Native] Telepath L5 | pp 34/40 | HP: 30/30 | AC: 14/18/22 | Touch: 14/18/22 | FF: 14/18/22 | Fort: -1 | Ref: +5 | Will: +6* | Init: +4

Brings up Intertial Armor


Female Dusk Elf [Native] Telepath L5 | pp 34/40 | HP: 30/30 | AC: 14/18/22 | Touch: 14/18/22 | FF: 14/18/22 | Fort: -1 | Ref: +5 | Will: +6* | Init: +4

As the others started to get out she braced herself with a little internal force. This could be nothing or it could be something. Someone hurt by accident or design. The others where far better at detecting such things. She would only get in the way. Better to sit back and see what unfolded.

So she played the part of a noble woman waiting to see if help could be given.


Male Human Sorcerer 2

Thomas hops out of the carriage following the others after a brief internal debate.

You don't do the healing thing anymore... gods dammit.

Sheriff! What happened here?


The sheriff points his finger at Thomas, and shouts angrily and accusingly, "You! I was on my way back to the site to question you when I saw this had happened!" he pulls out some handcuffs, but stands where he's at, "Those forms you mentioned don't exist."

The nurse at front looks up from his notes to reply to Leon, "Aside from the horse, there was only one victim, and aside from some minor injuries and shock, she's fine, don't worry."[b] He looks over at the altercation between Thomas and the sheriff, [b]"I'm not sure how much more I feel comfortable telling you."


Female Dusk Elf [Native] Telepath L5 | pp 34/40 | HP: 30/30 | AC: 14/18/22 | Touch: 14/18/22 | FF: 14/18/22 | Fort: -1 | Ref: +5 | Will: +6* | Init: +4

Alyln sitting still in the carriage reached to her belt and from a clip pulled out a small round object, she held it in her hand and looked on.


Male Human Warpriest 1 | HP 14/14 | AC 17, touch 11, FF 16, CMD 14 | Fort +4, Ref +1, Will +4 | Init +2, Perception +2

Leon frowns and shakes his head. "Let's leave the politics to the politicians. I'm asking you as a concerned healer. If anyone needs help, that's what I'm here to do."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27


Male Human Sorcerer 2

We can figure this out later. As you can see, there're more pressing concerns right now.

Thomas gestures to the overturned carriage.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28


Male Human Vigilante (Social Identity) 5 | HP: 33/33 | AC: 12 | Touch: 12 | FF: 10 | Fort: +2 | Ref: +6 | Will: +3 | Init: +2

Felix steps in to intervene. "I can't condone lying, Thomas," he lies. "I assure you, good sir, if my companion deceived you, there will be consequences in their own time."

Aid Another on Diplomacy. I have a +9, so no need to roll.


Female Dusk Elf [Native] Telepath L5 | pp 34/40 | HP: 30/30 | AC: 14/18/22 | Touch: 14/18/22 | FF: 14/18/22 | Fort: -1 | Ref: +5 | Will: +6* | Init: +4

She sat in the buggy, while Felix went to smooth the water. As they had left the office back in town. The Inquisition insignia on her clothing had faded as fast as it had appeared. She was careful when she used to item tattooed on her arm. She never changed the type of clothing she had on, only the color and designed on it. Now there was no glammer on her clothing, it was as it really was. Well made but Noble traveling cloths.

Once Felix got out she made her mind up to so like wise, but where the others headed to the group dealing with the injured. She walked to the crash site. As if the others and the walking was not really of interest to her.

Perception 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22


M Human Hedgewitch (Entropic Sage) 5

Harkell remains silent, seeing how the tension plays out.


The sheriff mulls it over for a moment, "If you can give me a good reason to, I'll let everyone except those two stay." he points at Thomas and Harkell. He then shouts at Alyln, "Hey! What're you doing over there? Step away from the scene, ma'am, unless you or your friends give me a valid reason to let you stay."

The nurse opens up, "Well, the woman claims her horse struck an animal, but she didn't see it, just felt it. When she hit her head, she tried to reign in the horse, but the animal, likely a cow, began to attack the buggy, ramming it over and over with its hooves, and the horse ran into the ditch and...got crushed. The animal, which she never caught sight of it, but said made a horrible braying noise and smelled foul, continued to strike the buggy until Robbins rode up, but he said he saw no animals in the area."


M Human Hedgewitch (Entropic Sage) 5

"What have I done to wrong you, Sheriff? I never lied to you. On more important matters, show me some hoofprints. I'm sure they match what was present at the construction site."

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