Way of the Wicked (Inactive)

Game Master Aku Warashi

Dramatis Personae; Loot Log; map;

Balentyne Info; Planning; Dwarven Map

Party Health
Hound------54/62
Mysty-------26/26
Nahia-------26/31
Rose--------44/54
Seren-------35/35


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aka Alina | Female Changeling Witch 7 [HP 43/43 | Bust: 32C | AC:17 | T:15 | FF:16 | CMD:13 | Fort:+4 | Ref:+5 | Will:+8 | Init:+2 | Per:+9 | Sense Motive:+2 | Bluff:+19 (+2 sexy bonus) | Diplomacy:+12 | Intimidate:+10 | Spellcraft:+14]

Nahia is hanging around the rooms at the Inn, communing with her familiar and working on some items today, so she would be reasonable to get ahold of.

Mysty, upon entering the room, will see Nahia (back in her disguise), kneeling in front of a small serpent, burning a scroll into a small silver chalice. Taking notice of the halfing, Nahia will smile in welcome.

After hearing her news, Nahia will grin and say "That is good to hear, but it means that we will need to be prepared soon. I'll tell the others when we see them. Very good work little one!"

DM Aku, this is me spending time teaching my familiar spells from the scrolls I bought earlier.


Female Aasimar (Angel-Blooded) Oracle 6 | HP 46/46 | AC 20 | T 10 | FF 20 | CMB+6 | CMD 16 | Fort +6(+10 vs. Disease) | Ref +3 | Will +5 | Init +0 | Perc +4 | SM +4 | Bluff +10
Abilties:
8/8 1st level; 7/7 2nd level; 4/4 3rd level; 9/9 Death's Touch

Seren looks back at fausto. "Bodyguard works. Don't think a penitent priest has much reason to carry something the size of that axe of yours. I don't know about you but something about not having my mace with me makes me distinctly uncomfortable." Seren replies with sad eyes. Need a new Mace. Like right now.

@Market
Diplomacy(GI): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21
Seren heads to the market directly from the inn. Replacing her mace that she lost this morning the most pressing thing in her mind. She wanders the various vendors, searching for the perfect weapon, and listening to the town gossip.

During her search she was also able to find a well crafted breastplate that fit her perfectly. A bit of haggling later and her and the vendor swapped breastplates, both happy in the trade.

Just as Seren was about to give up on her weapon, she saw hidden in the back of one of the last vendor's shops a magnificent mace with a beautiful dark-wood handle attached to a gorgeously polished steel head. She walked into the vendor shop in awe, the weapon simply had to be hers.

Her last stop on her trip to the market was a stop at the scribe's. Perusing his various scrolls she is a little disappointed in his selection but picks out a pair of scrolls that would certainly help with the incoming hunt.

If only they knew whose favor this scroll will provide. hahaha

Purchases:

Purchses:
Mwk Heavy Mace - 318GP
Mwk Breastplate - 350 GP
Scroll of Divine Favor - 25 GP
Scroll of Shield of Faith - 25 GP

Sold:
Breastplate - 100 GP

Total Cost: 618 GP

After her time in the market Seren takes a trip up to the tower, trying to get a better idea of just what they were up against. She starts at the main gate and looks for any obvious paths that a patrol might take, as well as just the general layout of the various entrances, etc.
Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19

If we are to come back as servants, we should at least know where to go.

Seren skips back into the Inn at the end of the day in a distinctly brighter mood, the afternoon having been a much larger success then the morning.


Female Aasimar Antipaladin [HP 40/48 (Fire Resist 4, Cold, Acid, Shock resist 5) | AC 20 | T: 13 | FF: 18| CMD: 18 | Fort:+11 | Ref:+10 | Will:+8 | Init:+1 | Per: -1 | Sense Motive: +6 | Bluff: +12 | Diplomacy:+11] Alter Self 1/1, Smite 2/2, Touch of Corruption 7/7

Rose changed clothes and took a walk, looking for all the world like a happy young noblewoman overly excited to be seeing a real fortress. She made no secret of the fact that she was out without an escort, and if she was ever asked about it she cheerily replied "In a place so full of knights and guards how could a girl feel safer? Surely no one here would presume to take liberties? I don't get to enjoy freedom terribly often."

She was dressed in blue and gold today (well, not really, but that's what the circlet made people think) and practically skipped everywhere she went. It wasn't entirely an act. After the salt mines she really was happy to be out in the world again.

She made sure to ask all sorts of silly questions about the knights and their colors and who their leaders were, and which ones were married, and who their wives were, and "Oh, she is soooo pretty! I wonder where she got her dress!" and any other vapid thing she could think up.

I'd like to make a Diplomacy check to Gather Information, and I'd like to try to get a good look at as many important folks as I can (an actual introduction to any of them would be great).


Male Human Inquisitor 4 | HP 38/38 | AC 18 | T 12 | FF 16 | CMB+6 | CMD 18 | Fort +6 | Ref +3 | Will +7 (roll twice vs mind-affecting | Init +7 | Perc - +10 | Sense motive +11 | Bluff +7

Fausto went about and gathered his horse and gear. With his mercenary act in full, he went up to a couple of soldiers making himself pass off as a 'wilderness' man, able to track and survive out in the wilds (this last bit was not a stretch by any means). With this iron circlet on, the man wears a heavy beard and is somewhat leaner. He goes to the tower with some dire news from the 'wilds'...

DM Aku: a few questions: Will the Captain Varning patrol beyond the gates? If so, it would be easy to have him walk in to bugbear territory? If not, can we get an idea of a layout of the lands he patrols? I would like to spread a rumor or state a complaint about a lone bugbear terrorizing some local farmers. It should sound like easy prey for a 'patrol'. Naturally, when he goes there, we would be waiting for him. However, if he leaves tomorrow, it has to be done quickly. Meaning we would have to leave today to 'wait for him' and someone would have to 'pass the complaint on' to the Captain or his superior. Is this doable? Thoughts from others?


Human Hero Killer1 / Holy Assassin1 / Deceiver2

The common folks of Aldencross are you ready for someone as Rose among then. She is to beauty by far. There are rumors of another beauty staying at the inn, but she can be scary at time. No, better this one. Charming and smiling. A perfect daughter-in-law, many would say. And so, it was hard to them resist her questions, and charms.

Info Lady was able to get:

”Soldiers today! A worthless, shiftless lot! Balentyne is in total disarray. Soldiers today are too lazy – not like in my day.” an old man complains.

A troupe of travelling actors and acrobats is heading to Balentyne to perform a one night exclusive engagement of the famed play “The Fall of Amberlyn.” Posters are everywhere in Aldencross.

Barnabus Eisenbauch and ten dwarven workmen have been sent to Balentyne to inspect the watchtower and to refurbish its aging gatehouse. This is not a short-term project. Barnabus and his crew are expecting to work here for years.

The tower officers are: Lord Havelyn, the four captains (Eddarly, Mott, Varning and Barhold), the priest Father Donnagin and the magister Titus.

Of those, only Mott is married. And his wife is now the third most beautiful woman in town. Losing only for Rose and Seren.

@Fausto: What are the news? And how you present then?


Female Aasimar Antipaladin [HP 40/48 (Fire Resist 4, Cold, Acid, Shock resist 5) | AC 20 | T: 13 | FF: 18| CMD: 18 | Fort:+11 | Ref:+10 | Will:+8 | Init:+1 | Per: -1 | Sense Motive: +6 | Bluff: +12 | Diplomacy:+11] Alter Self 1/1, Smite 2/2, Touch of Corruption 7/7

Was I able to get a good look at Captain Mott's wife?


Female Aasimar Antipaladin [HP 40/48 (Fire Resist 4, Cold, Acid, Shock resist 5) | AC 20 | T: 13 | FF: 18| CMD: 18 | Fort:+11 | Ref:+10 | Will:+8 | Init:+1 | Per: -1 | Sense Motive: +6 | Bluff: +12 | Diplomacy:+11] Alter Self 1/1, Smite 2/2, Touch of Corruption 7/7

I'd really like to get a look at her. What can I do to arrange that?


Male Human Cleric 4 - 29/29HP - AC29 | T 9 | F20 | - F4 | R0 | W9 - +9 Perc - -1 Init - CMD14 - Sense Motive +12 | Intimidate +11 | Diplomacy +9

It was time to get an idea of who this 'Father Donnagin' really is. Sourat uses real clothes to look like a simple traveler, touches it up with the Iron Circlet and, after making sure his face is in no way identical to his by studying himself in the mirror while adjusting his looks with the Circlet, he leaves the inn. He did have some questions for his companions, but they were all out and about or simply not to be found in their common room. Whatever, he could handle this himself. A traveler's hat, a sturdy leather jacket and reinforced pants made up his attire. Simple and plain, it should do the trick.

Take 10 on disguise for a whoopin' 22 on the result.

First things first. Where is this Father Donnagin? Sourat's best bet was the local church of Mitra. He asked the first person he came across on the street where he could find it. "Where may a humble servant of Mitra find a church of the Lightbringer so he can bend the knee and pray? And receive the blessing of the residing Father?"


aka Alina | Female Changeling Witch 7 [HP 43/43 | Bust: 32C | AC:17 | T:15 | FF:16 | CMD:13 | Fort:+4 | Ref:+5 | Will:+8 | Init:+2 | Per:+9 | Sense Motive:+2 | Bluff:+19 (+2 sexy bonus) | Diplomacy:+12 | Intimidate:+10 | Spellcraft:+14]

I'll wait until some people get further, but we should have a final gathering and planning meeting once everyone has finished their discussions.

That morning, once all of the chaos and new introductions happen, Nahia will take some time to prepare herself for the confrontations to come. Going to her room, Nahia will bring out a silver chalice, a small saucer, a bit of wine, and some incense. Nahia lets Andros slither into her hand, and places him on a pallet made from a blanket. She then sets the mood for the ritual, clearing the air of negative spirits by lighting the incense and giving a short chant.

She then proceeds to bring out some of the scrolls that she bought earlier in the week. She takes one and places it into the silver chalice. Holding it in front of her, she lights the scroll on one end, and says in hushed tones Aklo: "Spirits of mortal magic, please eat away at the material form of this offering, remove the mortal impurities introduced, and leave behind the flawless distillation of your glory, that we may learn from it of your wants, your needs, and your ways." Pinpoints of blue light start to form and enter into the burning fire, it's own flame turning blue. Soon, the scroll is nothing but a pile of slightly iridescent blue paste. Nahia takes this remnant and puts it into the saucer, mixing it with a small amount of wine until it is well dissolved.

Kneeling before the tiny serpent, Nahia will look up at though the tops of her eyes, and tell him, "Focus your mind, my friend, and unlock the secrets contained within. I will keep you safe and guard you, until such a time as your spirit returns." The serpent nods it's head, and Nahia takes the saucer, brings it to the serpents muzzle, and tips it back, letting the liquid roll down the little vipers maw.

Andros then closes his eyes and begins to wave his head back and forth. For an hour he does this, bobbing in time to some unheard music, as his mind and soul seek to understand the arcane knowledge presented to him. Finally, he gets it, he understands how this spell works, its intricacies, and how Nahia can petition her own spirit, or the spirits around her, to achieve the same effect. Andros opens his eyes, his tongue flicking out from what seems like a smile, and he nods at Nahia again.

Nahia grins at the serpent, petting his muzzle, and brings him water and a small piece of meat. She looks at him and says "We have several more to get through, if you're up for it." Andros looks back at her and nods, preparing himself once more for the mental exercise he is about to endure.

Once again, teaching Andros the spells from the scrolls I purchased. All of the DCs are easily made with a take 10.

- - - - -

Ok, this is after any dinner talk and RP. Anyone who will enter Nahia’s room will witness this, and Nahia will not stop the ritual once started.

That night, once people have regathered and plans have been made, Nahia will go back to her room and prepare herself for her work.

Ok, I need to get ready for this. We are going to be facing many challenges and I'm going to need all the help I can get. Also, this is my first attempt at making a complicated magical item, one that I will be relying upon to keep me safe. Everything needs to be clean and perfect... Ok, deep breath, I can do this...

Nahia takes a long, hot bath by candle light, letting her body and her mind relax for the upcoming ritual. When she leaves the bath she will dab just a bit of rose oil on herself and dress in a black, gossamer gown. Returning to her room, she will remove chalk and candles. Nahia takes the time to draw a large circle filled with strange arcane sigils. Then, she will place six candles around the edge of the circle. Examining the array, she makes sure everything is perfect, before laying out her favorite silk clothes.

She begins to bring out components: her silver sickle, a jar of honey, cold iron nails, a vial of poison that has lost its potency, a rat trap that failed to catch its target, and a knife nearly used by a man to take his own life.

Nahia lays them out in a very specific order and looks at Andros, making sure that he is ready as well. Knowing that there is no better time, Nahia lights the candles and begins her ritual. Picking up her sickle, she says in hushed tones, ”Spirits of creation, spirits of destruction, hear me, and witness my offering.” Nahia takes the sickle and cuts a line across each wrist, the thick blood beginning to run down her outstretched hands. ”Take power from my blood, my life’s essence, that you may use it to bind the gifts that I request from you to this form.” The sounds of childish laughter, some crystalline clear and others quite distorted, can be heard as pinpricks of light of various colors begin to dance around the scene.

Andros moves beneath one of the fonts of blood coming from Nahia. Covering himself in it, he begins to trace symbols on the clothes. The trails left by him attracts the attention of the wandering motes, and they begin forming lines on the clothing. Nahia reaches for the honey with one hand and brings it before herself, saying ”A honeyed tongue for honeyed words, that others may believe both my truths and my lies, that my voice shall sound sweet and succulent.” Nahia then holds her tongue out and coats it with the honey, letting bits of it drip onto the clothing below. Finally, she brings it into her mouth and swallows.

Next, Nahia reaches for the nails, holding them before her, and saying ”Nails of cold iron to purify me, to remove false magics and to protect me from harm.” Nahia then brings up a nail before her mouth and with ease begins to bite the nail to pieces. She repeats this with each of the half dozen nails, and while she chews them as if they were nothing harder than stale bread, the blood and cuts forming in her mouth reveal their metallic nature. Each nail properly shredded, Nahia swallows the chunks of metal with a grimace. This act seems to amuse the spirits, whose unsettling laughter grows louder and who begin to appear is greater numbers. Andros, still catching Nahias blood when given the opportunity, is making tighter and more intricate symbols.

Nahia next takes the vial of poison, and holds it before her, saying ”May I resist all other attacks upon my body and health as I resist this toxin, may their spirits take pity upon me and decide me unworthy of their wrath.” Nahia then uncorks the vial and tilts her head back, drinking the poison. Nahia can feel the vile stuff burning at the wounds in her mouth, her body starting to sweat profusely. But she holds illness at bay and continues with the ritual.

Next, Nahia reaches for the rat trap, and says ”Give me the spirit of the beast that escaped this trap, that I too might escape danger with such agility.” Nahia takes the contraption of wood and metal and beings to chew it, the pieces splintering between her teeth. Tears begin to roll down her cheeks, and upon swallowing the mass of sharp splinters Nahia’s body attempts to eject the shards that bury themselves in her throat, sending her into a coughing fit. Specks of blood spray across the clothes and the floor, as Nahia regains her control. Taking a few moments to focus, she begins to will the splinters out of the soft parts of her mouth and throat and they slide down her gullet.

Finally, Nahia retrieves the knife and holds it before her, saying ”Spirits, give me the will that this man had, to reject negative thoughts and emotions, to find the strength to continue and prevail no matter what I face.” The same as before, Nahia begins to bite at the blade, the metal tearing like paper. Crimson rivers begin to run from the corners of Nahia’s mouth as she continues to chew. Finally, Nahia swallows the bits of blade, using her tongue to loosen shards that had become stuck in her gums and soft palate.

Nahia then sits back, closes her eyes, and concentrates, meditating on what she is feeling, repeating her prayers to the spirits over and over again in her head. This continues for hours, sweat and blood pouring from her face, Andros writhing around the clothes, the spirits dancing in the air. Finally, when the candles are nearly out, Nahia snaps her eyes open and falls forward, going onto her hands and knees over the garments. Her eyes roll into the back of her head, her mouth opens, and a thick black ichor, shimmering with bits of metal, begins to pour out of her mouth. The motes of light rush in a frenzy and begin swirling around it. Some consume it, absorbing the essence of the offering, of Nahia’s pain and suffering. Others begin to work with it, drawing the essence out of it, and placing it inside the spirit of the garments. The laughter changes to singing and the spirits work, some with voices of angelic beauty, others with unpredictable tempo and pitch.

Finally, when the last bit of ichor drops from Nahia’s lips and is consumed by the miniscule faeries, the candles go out and Nahia collapses onto the floor, amongst the chalk and garments, small pools of blood forming around her wrists and mouth.

Andros, quite weary himself at this point, proceeds to curl up underneath Nahia’s chest and rest.

Enchanting my Witching Gown with Andros’ help. Nahia will be passed out like this until she awakes the next morning.


Female Aasimar (Angel-Blooded) Oracle 6 | HP 46/46 | AC 20 | T 10 | FF 20 | CMB+6 | CMD 16 | Fort +6(+10 vs. Disease) | Ref +3 | Will +5 | Init +0 | Perc +4 | SM +4 | Bluff +10
Abilties:
8/8 1st level; 7/7 2nd level; 4/4 3rd level; 9/9 Death's Touch

Seren sits down at a table in the local room of the Inn, calling over sissy and asking for something a little tamer tonight. Whisky three days in a row is probably not a good idea.

She sits contemplating the days events, and waiting for her companions to return from their various events.

Waiting on everyone to get back for the dinner RP/planning.


Human Hero Killer1 / Holy Assassin1 / Deceiver2

Lady was upset because she did not knew much about the ones she needed to fight.
More than that, where did they lived? Had they houses in the town? Or they lived in the fort?
With those things in mind she went looking for more information. It was not hard to find it.
Of the captains, only the Innkeeper brother lives in the fort, the others have houses in the town. Lord Havelyn lives in the tower, as does the magister and Father Donnagin.
I’m assuming you spent the entire day gathering that info. It’s dusk already. If you want to continue, just describe it.

Sourat on the other hand, wanted to meet this so famous father Donnagin, but the Mitra church, is not his house, anyone can say Father lives in the tower.
There was a paladin in the church. He looked at you with strange yes, but nothing more than that.

Grand Lodge

Female Halfling Rogue 4/Sorcerer3 (efreeti bloodline) | HP 7/37 AC 22 | T 17 | FF 17 | CMB +4 | CMD 20 | FORT +3 | REF +11 | WILL +4 | INIT +5 | Perception +11(+12 with traps) | Stealth +19 | Bluff +11 | Sense Motive +3 | Diplomacy +8 | Spellcraft +8
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Once mysty has familiarized herself with the layout of the town, she will return to the inn. On seeing Seren sitting at the table she will join her.

How has your day gone, Mistress? Well I hope.?

Mysty stretches out on the chair, moving for a moment like a cat, and and then observing the patrons around her. When seeing none within earshot she relaxes a little. Politely , when she moves nesr, she asks Sissy for some food and drink. Once see has that she eats.

So what are your thoughts on this Captain varning? Shall his patrol suffer...incident? I can forsee difficulties in arranging that. Timing is everything, and we will need to leave tonight to be in position. Mysty finishes her meal as she talks.


Female Aasimar Antipaladin [HP 40/48 (Fire Resist 4, Cold, Acid, Shock resist 5) | AC 20 | T: 13 | FF: 18| CMD: 18 | Fort:+11 | Ref:+10 | Will:+8 | Init:+1 | Per: -1 | Sense Motive: +6 | Bluff: +12 | Diplomacy:+11] Alter Self 1/1, Smite 2/2, Touch of Corruption 7/7

Sitting down at the table and ordering a meal for herself and Mysty, Rose was satisfied with her first day's work.

"This is a nice place. So many interesting people. Have you seen captain Mott's wife before?" she asked Seren when she was sure no one would overhear.


Female Aasimar (Angel-Blooded) Oracle 6 | HP 46/46 | AC 20 | T 10 | FF 20 | CMB+6 | CMD 16 | Fort +6(+10 vs. Disease) | Ref +3 | Will +5 | Init +0 | Perc +4 | SM +4 | Bluff +10
Abilties:
8/8 1st level; 7/7 2nd level; 4/4 3rd level; 9/9 Death's Touch

Seren looks at the nimble halfing, curiousity and saddness apparent as she watches the little woman's fluid movements. Wish I could move like that... I can't imagine the wounds that would open if I tried to do that. Probably end up losing a chunk of myself on the floor.

"It was a good afternoon. Found some items to replace one or two of my own that I desperately needed to replace, and found some to add to the collection." Seren replies, shaking herself out of her reverie, a large smile on her face as she casually rests a hand on her new mace.

Seren looks around, ensuring that what she says next is unlikely to be overheard.
"I think the time frame for someone to setup something to impede him on the start of his trip would probably be very difficult. Patrols like his though are probably pretty well scheduled. I imagine he has a set time to return, a time that someone may know as it doesn't seem like this is the first patrol he's ever done."

"So I could see someone setting something up for when the patrol is likely to head back to the keep, where they would have the time to prepare and a better idea of the makeup of the patrol...plus, after a couple of days of hard riding, you just never know what sort of things can creep up on you in your exhaustion. Regardless I do think I will have to be there when Captain Varning heads off on his patrol. I imagine it will be a most informative thing to witness." Seren replies, keeping her words intentionally cryptic, still suspicious that someone may be overhearing, regardless of their cautiousness.

Seren is in the midst of taking a rather large sip of the glass of wine in front of her when Lady Rose returns. A smile on her face as she sees the other Aasimar head towards their table.

"I do agree, there are so many amazing people here but unfortunately no, I have met Kaitlyn yet. my dealings have only been with Captain Eddarly to this point." Seren begins to chuckle. "And they did not go well."

Her chuckles die down, a smile returning to her face. "But I don't imagine that she would all that difficult to find. The wife of a captain (or two) has to be fairly popular around here."


aka Alina | Female Changeling Witch 7 [HP 43/43 | Bust: 32C | AC:17 | T:15 | FF:16 | CMD:13 | Fort:+4 | Ref:+5 | Will:+8 | Init:+2 | Per:+9 | Sense Motive:+2 | Bluff:+19 (+2 sexy bonus) | Diplomacy:+12 | Intimidate:+10 | Spellcraft:+14]

Nahia, done with her rituals with Andros, will come down for some dinner. Seeing some of her companions already gathered, she will come and take a seat near Seren.

"Well hello everyone. Good days all around I hope?" Nahia says to no one in particular as she starts looking for Missy to order some food and wine.


Female Aasimar Antipaladin [HP 40/48 (Fire Resist 4, Cold, Acid, Shock resist 5) | AC 20 | T: 13 | FF: 18| CMD: 18 | Fort:+11 | Ref:+10 | Will:+8 | Init:+1 | Per: -1 | Sense Motive: +6 | Bluff: +12 | Diplomacy:+11] Alter Self 1/1, Smite 2/2, Touch of Corruption 7/7

"Good enough. Mostly getting acquainted with the area. You?"


Female Aasimar (Angel-Blooded) Oracle 6 | HP 46/46 | AC 20 | T 10 | FF 20 | CMB+6 | CMD 16 | Fort +6(+10 vs. Disease) | Ref +3 | Will +5 | Init +0 | Perc +4 | SM +4 | Bluff +10
Abilties:
8/8 1st level; 7/7 2nd level; 4/4 3rd level; 9/9 Death's Touch

"Great day surprisingly." Seren replies to Nahia, a beaming smile on her face.

"Certainly didn't look it was going that way at the start, but then this nice shopkeep just had the perfect little thing for me. Going to the market was exactly what I needed. How about you? Have fun with Andros?" She adds, lifting her mace, to show off the perfectly crafted handle and head. She lowers it back down to the ground, and lifts her wine glass, taking a large sip. "By the way has anyone got any word from either of the boys?"

I feel like I've said that before...Deja vu moment. Hmmm. Seren shrugs her shoulders, answering her own internal dialogue.


aka Alina | Female Changeling Witch 7 [HP 43/43 | Bust: 32C | AC:17 | T:15 | FF:16 | CMD:13 | Fort:+4 | Ref:+5 | Will:+8 | Init:+2 | Per:+9 | Sense Motive:+2 | Bluff:+19 (+2 sexy bonus) | Diplomacy:+12 | Intimidate:+10 | Spellcraft:+14]

Nahia smiles at her companions and says, "Well, things have gone well so far. I'm trying to get ready for our business ahead."

Seeing just how happy Seren seems, Nahia grins back and replies "I'm glad you got better. And nice bludgeon. Yes, things have been going well, though Andros is a little tired." Nahia reaches in her sleeve and pets the muzzle of the serpent, keeping it out the sight of the common folk, trying not to cause a stir. "I figured we would get some dinner before I got back to it. Lots of work to do tonight before bed." she says with a bit of seriousness.

Catching Sissy's eye, Nahia smiles at the waitress as she comes over, hoping the girl will smile back. "Hello again Sissy! Could I please have some bread and stew, with... water, please?" Nahia requests, with almost a sigh.

Suddenly remembering the question, Nahia turns back to Seren, a serious look on her face, and says "I know this might come as a shock, but no, I haven't heard anything from them either..." and then she breaks into a small giggling fit.

Grand Lodge

Female Halfling Rogue 4/Sorcerer3 (efreeti bloodline) | HP 7/37 AC 22 | T 17 | FF 17 | CMB +4 | CMD 20 | FORT +3 | REF +11 | WILL +4 | INIT +5 | Perception +11(+12 with traps) | Stealth +19 | Bluff +11 | Sense Motive +3 | Diplomacy +8 | Spellcraft +8
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what is so amusing? Mysty asks. She looks at the witch curiously. you seem to be fixated on these two who have left. They are gone to other duties, I suppose, and no longer relevant here.
Mysty stretches, relaxed after her meal. To our mission, as long as we are not leaving to meet the captain on his patrol , I intend to investigate certain basements tonight. Barring objections, of course.
She settles and longs at the others. Also if those dwarves are engaged in long ranged repair of the tower, perhaps they will have engineer plans which could be of use to us. Where are they staying?


aka Alina | Female Changeling Witch 7 [HP 43/43 | Bust: 32C | AC:17 | T:15 | FF:16 | CMD:13 | Fort:+4 | Ref:+5 | Will:+8 | Init:+2 | Per:+9 | Sense Motive:+2 | Bluff:+19 (+2 sexy bonus) | Diplomacy:+12 | Intimidate:+10 | Spellcraft:+14]

Nahia will turn the Mysty and reply, a bit of a smirk on her face, "Actually, I think we were talking about your men. I'm just a little amused that we spent months training together, told that the four of us would be all we have, and now we have been separated with no warning and given a new crew, with the men, again, being late...ish. The contrast of expectations just struck me the right way."

Nahia will then smile and nod and Mysty and say "I have no problems with you doing that. How late do you expect to do that and how available should we be in case you need us?"


Female Aasimar (Angel-Blooded) Oracle 6 | HP 46/46 | AC 20 | T 10 | FF 20 | CMB+6 | CMD 16 | Fort +6(+10 vs. Disease) | Ref +3 | Will +5 | Init +0 | Perc +4 | SM +4 | Bluff +10
Abilties:
8/8 1st level; 7/7 2nd level; 4/4 3rd level; 9/9 Death's Touch

"Indeed I was talking about our new men..." Seren adds with a chuckle. "I haven't seen or heard from Fausto or Sourat at all today. Was hoping they would be here."

"I can look into the dwarves, I don't think I will be of much use with Eddard and Kaityln, might as well figure out what other things we may need to take care of. A group of dwarves of that size could mean they are building something, or even better maybe repairing something. Perhaps an opening we can utilize." Seren contemplates.

"As for the captain. I plan to see him off on his patrol in the morning if anyone wants to join, but otherwise I think it's probably best if the captain has a couple of uneventful days."


Female Aasimar Antipaladin [HP 40/48 (Fire Resist 4, Cold, Acid, Shock resist 5) | AC 20 | T: 13 | FF: 18| CMD: 18 | Fort:+11 | Ref:+10 | Will:+8 | Init:+1 | Per: -1 | Sense Motive: +6 | Bluff: +12 | Diplomacy:+11] Alter Self 1/1, Smite 2/2, Touch of Corruption 7/7

Rose shrugs. "They're men. One in a million of them are worth a damn. The rest only exist to pad the odds."

She grins at Seren's suggestion. "I've never waved my kerchief at a handsome knight before! That sounds wonderful!" She said it in such a way that was completely, utterly ernest. It was a pretty stark contrast to her immediately previous statement, but she committed to both so well that it was hard to tell which was the joke.


Female Aasimar (Angel-Blooded) Oracle 6 | HP 46/46 | AC 20 | T 10 | FF 20 | CMB+6 | CMD 16 | Fort +6(+10 vs. Disease) | Ref +3 | Will +5 | Init +0 | Perc +4 | SM +4 | Bluff +10
Abilties:
8/8 1st level; 7/7 2nd level; 4/4 3rd level; 9/9 Death's Touch

"Aww, well that ruins my fun. Here I was going to just go and find a merchant girl and "procure" her arm to wave at him from the crowd. Now you go and ruin it by making it all fancy with your kerchief." Seren chuckles to herself, taking another rather large sip from her glass of wine.

Fort: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19 Haha, I finally passed one, and by passed I mean rolled high enough that I succeeded on my arbitrary check I made for myself. Guess Seren isn't getting drunk 3 nights in a row!.

"And how do you know he's going to be handsome? He could have some horrid gash across his face, I mean not that I'm one really to talk on that matter but..." Seren adds, shaking her head at the end to dispel the emotions she can feel rising. "Regardless, it still should be a most informative sendoff."

Looking over at Mysty for a moment. "Are you going to need any help tonight?"

Grand Lodge

Female Halfling Rogue 4/Sorcerer3 (efreeti bloodline) | HP 7/37 AC 22 | T 17 | FF 17 | CMB +4 | CMD 20 | FORT +3 | REF +11 | WILL +4 | INIT +5 | Perception +11(+12 with traps) | Stealth +19 | Bluff +11 | Sense Motive +3 | Diplomacy +8 | Spellcraft +8
active effects:

No I shouldn't. It really depends if it's are guarded, by why should it. It's just a cellar. Locks shouldn't be a problem. If I'm found I'll just be an exploring child.

Mysty smiles at the women.

I guess you'll give me such a tongue lashing if I'm caught.


Male Human Inquisitor 4 | HP 38/38 | AC 18 | T 12 | FF 16 | CMB+6 | CMD 18 | Fort +6 | Ref +3 | Will +7 (roll twice vs mind-affecting | Init +7 | Perc - +10 | Sense motive +11 | Bluff +7

OK, I'm sure you'll tell me if this what is expected.

A tired looking Fausto steps into the tavern and quickly finds the table where the rest of the crew is gathered. Well, most of the crew as the sick man hasn't returned yet.

The inquisitor shows his enigmatic grin and tips his head slightly, "Ladies, I trust all went well today."

He sits down, bids the waitress for some ale, and continues, "Most interesting town this is; I think I'm starting to like it. It will be a pity to see it in ruins."

The man puts his large axe to the side and rolls his shoulders under his armor. Taking a large gulp of ale, he wipes his chin with his sleeve, "Well, I'm sure you are all waiting on my report...", he grins again, "so here's what I've been up to."

The inquisitor then tells them how he had disguised himself as a concerned hunter and went up to some soldiers to 'tell them' about a large animal, possibly a bear, hunting and stalking near a well traveled road. He wanted to see who he could tell about this event to make sure the roads were kept safe, even if they were far away from the castle.

DM Aku, pleae fill in what else he found out...

After a few more gulps of ale, the man turned to his much lovelier companions and half-smiled "So ladies, did you all do anything else besides shopping?"


Female Aasimar Antipaladin [HP 40/48 (Fire Resist 4, Cold, Acid, Shock resist 5) | AC 20 | T: 13 | FF: 18| CMD: 18 | Fort:+11 | Ref:+10 | Will:+8 | Init:+1 | Per: -1 | Sense Motive: +6 | Bluff: +12 | Diplomacy:+11] Alter Self 1/1, Smite 2/2, Touch of Corruption 7/7

Rose smiled at Seren. "Attractiveness doesn't really mean anything. Makeup, corsets, heels, magic. It's all lies. You strip it all away and everyone is basically the same. We're all ugly without our deceptions. The entire concept of beauty is just a social weapon. Its easy to use if you understand it, and its easy to get hurt by it if you don't. Real connection between people don't have anything to do with what they look like, and for what it's worth, your particular lies are very pretty."

She laughed at Mysty, "Oh, yes. I'll be very disappointed in you if you get caught."

Grand Lodge

Female Halfling Rogue 4/Sorcerer3 (efreeti bloodline) | HP 7/37 AC 22 | T 17 | FF 17 | CMB +4 | CMD 20 | FORT +3 | REF +11 | WILL +4 | INIT +5 | Perception +11(+12 with traps) | Stealth +19 | Bluff +11 | Sense Motive +3 | Diplomacy +8 | Spellcraft +8
active effects:

Mysty smirks. a spanking may be in order

Mysty's face sobers. can any one make blade venom of any sort? I can see that could be handy.


aka Alina | Female Changeling Witch 7 [HP 43/43 | Bust: 32C | AC:17 | T:15 | FF:16 | CMD:13 | Fort:+4 | Ref:+5 | Will:+8 | Init:+2 | Per:+9 | Sense Motive:+2 | Bluff:+19 (+2 sexy bonus) | Diplomacy:+12 | Intimidate:+10 | Spellcraft:+14]

Nahia grins with amusement and the back and forth between the new girls. In regards to Mysty's last question, Nahia replys "I can, given the materials. Though I have a feeling getting something like that might be difficult here without blowing our cover."


Human Hero Killer1 / Holy Assassin1 / Deceiver2

Okay Fausto, I’m not letting you off without some RP

Earlier Fausto:

As you approach the guard, a tired and resigned look in your face, dire and grim new about a wild beast attacking caravans. The lie sounds convincing even to your own ears and you see concern and worry in the guard’s eyes.
”But that’s dire news indeed good sir! Tell me more where ‘tis best is likely to be found! I’ll report it to Captain Varning! Maybe he’ll take care of that beast as he did with the bandit lord some time ago!” says the guard.
When replaying, do it inside a spoiler and put: Earlier

You all are talking and discussing your own private matter plotting and planning, everyone adding his own point of view and option, the sick man nowhere to be seem, when the Inn door opens and a huge quantity of soldiers pours in! They are all armed and dressed, and they began spreading into the place, not really paying attention to the locals, except of course to the one table with somewhat three gorgeous ladies and a charming child! No to mention a tired looking warrior. Soon after, captain Edd enters the place, all smiling ”Bellan, you fat bastard! You’ve been warned! Now get my brothers drinks and your best food!” he says earning a loud cheers from everyone in the place.


Female Aasimar (Angel-Blooded) Oracle 6 | HP 46/46 | AC 20 | T 10 | FF 20 | CMB+6 | CMD 16 | Fort +6(+10 vs. Disease) | Ref +3 | Will +5 | Init +0 | Perc +4 | SM +4 | Bluff +10
Abilties:
8/8 1st level; 7/7 2nd level; 4/4 3rd level; 9/9 Death's Touch

Seren is about to answer Fausto when she sees Captain Eddard enter the Inn. She lifts her glass of wine to her mouth, finishing the rest in a large swig before reaching for Nahia's Glass. "Sigh, I so don't want to deal with this right now."

She takes a large drink from Nahia's glass. "Water!? no, this definitely won't do."[/b]

She drops Nahia's glass and reaches instead for Fausto's ale. Seren takes a large drink and slumps back in her chair. "Gods below, just kill me now."

Fort Save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

"If we stay here, I'm going to need a lot more of this..." Seren adds, lifting Fausto's mug of ale in the air. "Sorry Fausto, but I need this far more then you."


Female Aasimar Antipaladin [HP 40/48 (Fire Resist 4, Cold, Acid, Shock resist 5) | AC 20 | T: 13 | FF: 18| CMD: 18 | Fort:+11 | Ref:+10 | Will:+8 | Init:+1 | Per: -1 | Sense Motive: +6 | Bluff: +12 | Diplomacy:+11] Alter Self 1/1, Smite 2/2, Touch of Corruption 7/7

"That bad, is he?" Rose says sympathetically. "If he bothers you I'll see if I can distract him."

Grand Lodge

Female Halfling Rogue 4/Sorcerer3 (efreeti bloodline) | HP 7/37 AC 22 | T 17 | FF 17 | CMB +4 | CMD 20 | FORT +3 | REF +11 | WILL +4 | INIT +5 | Perception +11(+12 with traps) | Stealth +19 | Bluff +11 | Sense Motive +3 | Diplomacy +8 | Spellcraft +8
active effects:

Mysty eyes Seren's drinking with some distaste.
I hope she's not a drunk. That could be difficult.
You shouldn't let a man get under your skin. Remember, he's for the chop anyway. Look forward to that.


Male Human Inquisitor 4 | HP 38/38 | AC 18 | T 12 | FF 16 | CMB+6 | CMD 18 | Fort +6 | Ref +3 | Will +7 (roll twice vs mind-affecting | Init +7 | Perc - +10 | Sense motive +11 | Bluff +7

earlier:
DM Aku wrote:
”But that’s dire news indeed good sir! Tell me more where ‘tis best is likely to be found! I’ll report it to Captain Varning! Maybe he’ll take care of that beast as he did with the bandit lord some time ago!” says the guard.

The hirsute man scratches his rough beard as if remembering. Damn, this thing itches.

'twas about a good two-day ride from here. I saw its tracks and the remains of its last kill. It must have paws as large as yer head."

Fausto pushes his luck a bit, "Do yee know where Captain Varning camps out? I hear he's out for days; he must have some favorite spot to rest, no?" He looks up to the grey sky, "I reckon is gonna rain so if I can perhaps find the captain, I can take him where the beast last struck?"


Male Human Inquisitor 4 | HP 38/38 | AC 18 | T 12 | FF 16 | CMB+6 | CMD 18 | Fort +6 | Ref +3 | Will +7 (roll twice vs mind-affecting | Init +7 | Perc - +10 | Sense motive +11 | Bluff +7
Seren Little wrote:
"If we stay here, I'm going to need a lot more of this..." Seren adds, lifting Fausto's mug of ale in the air. "Sorry Fausto, but I need this far more then you."

Fausto smiles, "Drink up, there's plenty more where that came from."

With that, he signals the waitress to get him another two mugs and turns to Seren, "So, what's up with him?"

He grips his mug a little tighter and a green sheen is seen under his nails. Where the sheen touches the cup, it quickly becomes discolored. "Do I need to have a little talk with him?

starts of acid splash


Male Human Inquisitor 4 | HP 38/38 | AC 18 | T 12 | FF 16 | CMB+6 | CMD 18 | Fort +6 | Ref +3 | Will +7 (roll twice vs mind-affecting | Init +7 | Perc - +10 | Sense motive +11 | Bluff +7

Fausto nears the small girl at the table and in a hushed tone informs her. "I'm sure you can pick the locks around here but if you need help, our Lord father has seen it fit that I too get to places I'm not supposed to go. While my aid is more shall we say... ritualistic, it can still get me in places that want to keep me out."


aka Alina | Female Changeling Witch 7 [HP 43/43 | Bust: 32C | AC:17 | T:15 | FF:16 | CMD:13 | Fort:+4 | Ref:+5 | Will:+8 | Init:+2 | Per:+9 | Sense Motive:+2 | Bluff:+19 (+2 sexy bonus) | Diplomacy:+12 | Intimidate:+10 | Spellcraft:+14]

Nahia smiles at Seren, leans over, and whispers to her "It's alright, just stay calm. You're fine. I'm fine. We can turn our fantasies of him into reality later. Besides, I'm running out of kindness." Nahia giggles lightly.

Turning to the others, Nahia will reply, saying "We had a bit of a misunderstanding with him this morning. It's part of the reason that our... introduction with all of you was so... chaotic. Speaking of which, it might be better if I not be seen with you in front of him. I'll head up to my room and continue my preparations."

Nahia gets up and is getting ready to turn for her room when she turns to Mysty and Fausto and says "And good luck tonight."

Finally, Nahia leaves the table, and gives one of the guards a sweet but sultry smile before heading up the stairs.


Female Aasimar (Angel-Blooded) Oracle 6 | HP 46/46 | AC 20 | T 10 | FF 20 | CMB+6 | CMD 16 | Fort +6(+10 vs. Disease) | Ref +3 | Will +5 | Init +0 | Perc +4 | SM +4 | Bluff +10
Abilties:
8/8 1st level; 7/7 2nd level; 4/4 3rd level; 9/9 Death's Touch

Seren watches Nahia go, and stands to follow.

"Trust me, I will be of little use in this endeavor if you plan on introducing yourself to Captain Eddard over there, my first meeting with him did not go well. Plus I don't think I want to make a habit of drinking heavily every single night." She tells the group, reaching for the new mug of ale that Fausto ordered in contradiction to her prior statement.

One more level till I'm immune to alcohol induced sickness.

Stealth: 1d20 ⇒ 2
Seren heads for her rooms, carefully protecting the mug of ale, trying and failing miserably at doing so unnoticed.


Human Hero Killer1 / Holy Assassin1 / Deceiver2

Fausto Earlier:

”So it was a two day ride. I’ll inform the cap. I don know for sure where he goes. Or where he camps. He does not reveal where he’s going nor he goes to the same place twice. Or so I’ve heard.”

The place seems happy enough, even more when one of the soldiers pick up a violin and start to make some merry music. It’s not long before the laugh and dance fills the place.
You see some of the guards talking among themselves, and soon after, a soldier walks to your table, he looks fresh out of boyhood and clearly nervous says to the lady ”It would be a crime… er… for not to notice such a beautiful woman, a greater crime still… to not invite her for a dance.” and he extend his hand in invitation.


Female Aasimar Antipaladin [HP 40/48 (Fire Resist 4, Cold, Acid, Shock resist 5) | AC 20 | T: 13 | FF: 18| CMD: 18 | Fort:+11 | Ref:+10 | Will:+8 | Init:+1 | Per: -1 | Sense Motive: +6 | Bluff: +12 | Diplomacy:+11] Alter Self 1/1, Smite 2/2, Touch of Corruption 7/7

"Well, we wouldn't want to see you behind bars, now would we?" Rose said, standing and letting herself be led to the dance floor.


Male Human Inquisitor 4 | HP 38/38 | AC 18 | T 12 | FF 16 | CMB+6 | CMD 18 | Fort +6 | Ref +3 | Will +7 (roll twice vs mind-affecting | Init +7 | Perc - +10 | Sense motive +11 | Bluff +7
Lady Rose wrote:
"Well, we wouldn't want to see you behind bars, now would we?" Rose said, standing and letting herself be led to the dance floor.

Fausto's initial stern look turns sickly sweet as Rose accepts the invitation. He playfully chides the soldier, You be careful there soldier, she's been known to lead young men to madness." He winks at him, "Most are never the same again."


Female Aasimar Antipaladin [HP 40/48 (Fire Resist 4, Cold, Acid, Shock resist 5) | AC 20 | T: 13 | FF: 18| CMD: 18 | Fort:+11 | Ref:+10 | Will:+8 | Init:+1 | Per: -1 | Sense Motive: +6 | Bluff: +12 | Diplomacy:+11] Alter Self 1/1, Smite 2/2, Touch of Corruption 7/7

"That wasn't my fault! Stop trying to scare all the cute ones away." She says, looking a bit affronted.

"This one looks to be made of sterner stuff than most." Rose says with a giggle, patting the young man's chest appraisingly.

She winks over her shoulder to the table, clearly enjoying herself.

Grand Lodge

Female Halfling Rogue 4/Sorcerer3 (efreeti bloodline) | HP 7/37 AC 22 | T 17 | FF 17 | CMB +4 | CMD 20 | FORT +3 | REF +11 | WILL +4 | INIT +5 | Perception +11(+12 with traps) | Stealth +19 | Bluff +11 | Sense Motive +3 | Diplomacy +8 | Spellcraft +8
active effects:

Once Rose has lead the poor fool to his doom, mysty says to Fausto, some help tonight would be useful. I wish to investigate the basement here, tonight. Tomorrow we should case the temple. But it is sneaky, sneaky. No kills unless absolutely needed. Or deserved.

She looks at Rose dancing.

those at the table:
Did you notice Rose has relationship with our employer beyond a requirement for tasks. Like he knew and cared for her. Strange thing for him to show. Maybe he is grooming her for...well, something. It affects our hierarchy, I think.


Human Hero Killer1 / Holy Assassin1 / Deceiver2

The poor soldier did not really think Lady would accept his invitation, after all, it was only to prove he was brave enough he went to ask her to dance.
But no crying over the milk now, at least this is what he is thinking.
Maybe, just maybe he is more handsome than he had thought. A natural charm perhaps? It matter not! This is too good of a chance to let it pass! And so he dances as he never did before, not that it was a good dance, but he danced anyway.
The music is ending, the dance was… fine. Cheers and laughs can be heard, the soldier, now truly embarrassed says This place is too crowded, and the night is really beautiful out there. and he is sure that no one else except the Lady heard him.
DC 20 to hear him.

Grand Lodge

Female Halfling Rogue 4/Sorcerer3 (efreeti bloodline) | HP 7/37 AC 22 | T 17 | FF 17 | CMB +4 | CMD 20 | FORT +3 | REF +11 | WILL +4 | INIT +5 | Perception +11(+12 with traps) | Stealth +19 | Bluff +11 | Sense Motive +3 | Diplomacy +8 | Spellcraft +8
active effects:

perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18

mysty sees the guard say something, but could only see his lips move.


Female Aasimar Antipaladin [HP 40/48 (Fire Resist 4, Cold, Acid, Shock resist 5) | AC 20 | T: 13 | FF: 18| CMD: 18 | Fort:+11 | Ref:+10 | Will:+8 | Init:+1 | Per: -1 | Sense Motive: +6 | Bluff: +12 | Diplomacy:+11] Alter Self 1/1, Smite 2/2, Touch of Corruption 7/7

"Oh, I just couldn't go anywhere with you without a chaperone!" Rose said, clearly making it sound like she wanted to. "I do love the night sky though. I like to go up to the tallest place I can find, up above all the lamps and sounds, and lie on the ground and look up at the stars…" she stopped herself, realizing she was rambling. "I just couldn't though. I… I'm sorry. My father wouldn't approve."

Wonder if he'll let it drop or try to sweeten the pot. ;)


Human Hero Killer1 / Holy Assassin1 / Deceiver2

He look at you, desire clear in his eyes, he open his mouth to say something, the closes it, open it again, then closes it once more, and then he says ”There’s maybe a place I know of… But It need some preparation…” he looks at your table ”… and maybe your friends help.” the then bows to you and says in a loud voice ”it was my pleasure to dance with you my lady, but I still have not the pleasure of knowing your name.”


Female Aasimar (Angel-Blooded) Oracle 6 | HP 46/46 | AC 20 | T 10 | FF 20 | CMB+6 | CMD 16 | Fort +6(+10 vs. Disease) | Ref +3 | Will +5 | Init +0 | Perc +4 | SM +4 | Bluff +10
Abilties:
8/8 1st level; 7/7 2nd level; 4/4 3rd level; 9/9 Death's Touch

Waiting to see where this goes between lady and the soldier before posting.


Female Aasimar Antipaladin [HP 40/48 (Fire Resist 4, Cold, Acid, Shock resist 5) | AC 20 | T: 13 | FF: 18| CMD: 18 | Fort:+11 | Ref:+10 | Will:+8 | Init:+1 | Per: -1 | Sense Motive: +6 | Bluff: +12 | Diplomacy:+11] Alter Self 1/1, Smite 2/2, Touch of Corruption 7/7

"My name is Persephone." Rose said quietly. "My friends? I don't understand?"


Human Hero Killer1 / Holy Assassin1 / Deceiver2

”It’s an honor to get your acquaintance my lady! I am called Arman Horodowich” he bows and kiss your hand then whisper ”I explain later…” and with that, he moves out again, as if he just had won a war single handed against a huge army.
After that, the place dancing girls start to get picked to dance with the soldiers, you see lots of flattery, drinking and competition, but in all, they seem to be a good lot.

No one else approach you table to talk with you.


Female Aasimar Antipaladin [HP 40/48 (Fire Resist 4, Cold, Acid, Shock resist 5) | AC 20 | T: 13 | FF: 18| CMD: 18 | Fort:+11 | Ref:+10 | Will:+8 | Init:+1 | Per: -1 | Sense Motive: +6 | Bluff: +12 | Diplomacy:+11] Alter Self 1/1, Smite 2/2, Touch of Corruption 7/7

Rose smiles shyly and goes back to her table looking amused.

"I think I just snagged our first unwitting accomplice. I told him I like to see the stars in high places at night, and I think he's going to walk me up into the tower or something like that. He says he needs help from you all to make it work though."

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