This week, we’ve got another Grand Convocation update, which I’ll let Grand Master Torch tell you all about:
My Trusted Associates,
It has come to my attention that, in light of Major Maldris’s recent rejection of a Blakros marriage, various special guests have been admitted into this year’s Convocation. As you may know, I pride myself on reliable intelligence, and I pass this information on to each of you, hoping it will make attending the Convocation easier on you.
Damian Kastner: A maralictor of the Hellknight order, Kastner has been invited by the affluent Paracountess Zarta Dralneen. Damian is also a devout member of the Hellknight Order of the Scourge, and it appears he acts in deference to the wishes of the Paracountess. He is a respected member of the Hellknights and a near-perfect specimen of human perfection. I wonder what the Paracountess has in mind by inviting him?
Garyth Pammenter: You have likely not heard of this wily rogue, as her exploits are kept discreet by our allies in the Blakros family. Garyth is responsible for some of the greatest heists in history—all from Blakros holdings. The family has maintained a feud with this dashing thief for years, but it appears that she opted to return all of her ill-gotten gains for a chance to attend the Convocation and meet with Michellia Blakros. I have no doubt that the meddling of Guaril Karela had something to do with this attendance.
Mikhail Hofer: I had no clue of this man’s identity until one of my agents reported his attendance at this year’s Convocation. As a graduate of Korvosa’s Acadamae, Hofer runs a prominent business in Absalom, though he spends most of his time selling minor spells to esteemed noble families. Despite a clearly bumbling nature and moderate appearance, Hofer has been sponsored by the Sapphire Sage Amenopheus, as an attendee to the Convocation. Interesting...
Theodric Alverteen: While I try to leave politics out of my dealings, the old man Theodric Alverteen is a perfect example of the decline of Taldor. Once a prominent noble, Theodric left Taldor to go on a worldwide hunting excursion. Now finished seeking trophies, the old man has come to Absalom to show off his many conquests. I had the opportunity to meet him at a recent gala, and I can say that his mental faculties are not... entirely present. Why Gloriana Morilla would sponsor his membership to the Convocation is something I cannot even begin to fathom.
Yours in trust,
Grand Master Torch
In addition to the words of the Grand Master Torch, there have been many whispers throughout Absalom about the current state of the city. Many of these happenings have been compiled by expert Pathfinder and renowned bard Larius Kaludju. We hope to share more of these in the coming weeks.
Gather round, children, and hear the tale that I have to pawn, about Absalom at the time of summer’s dawn.
The people are going to bed early, hoping to hide out in their homes, as a terrible shadow stretches out from the Cairnlands. My guess is that we’ve got another uppity siege tower working some bad magic, and so far, no adventurers have returned from it. Rumors abound that this tower only appears in the late hours of the evening and remains until the wee-hours of the morn’. They say the screams can be heard all day long, but I think that’s just other bards trying to make it sound more dangerous than it actually is!
On a more upbeat note, the Absalom Menagerie is now closed for construction. Apparently, the warden is looking to do some new renovations in preparation for adding more space to their jungle wing. I, for one, look forward to going back, once the Menagerie has reopened; there’s nothing like seeing a child trying to pet a tiger!
I also hear that the Menagerie recently imported some exotic magical animals from the south, but everyone’s been hush-hush on that bit of info.
Larius
Mike Brock Pathfinder Society Campaign Coordinator
It would appear that there's a lot happening around this year's Grand Convocation... I suppose I'll have to fly down from Canada and find out what all the fuss is about!
If only my finances were not so depleted, I would happily go and chronicle the proceedings. Alas, that venture to Rahadoum has left my markedly penniless.
I am really hoping the Absalom Menagerie has employed a grizzled 'big game hunter' gunslinger named Mul-Doon that walks around the pens constantly worrying about systematic attacks on the fences. He could be swaggering around with a rifle muttering things like 'They should all be destroyed...'
Really excited about the Absalom Menagerie becoming another Blakros.
Some potential ideas:
-Mystery eggs. Mamma wants them back. What's inside? Surprise Froghemoth!
-Pathfinder Society Agents breaking out some mermaid captives.
-Two words: Leshy infestation.
-Four words: "We have a T-Rex." [/toomanyJurassicParkreferences]
-A animal home for retired intelligent familiars, all lying around exchanging war stories.
-Capture a live Linnorm for the menagerie, bring your colossal nets, bring your healing.
If there is a leshy infestation scenario, I have a friend who would pay a large sum to play that. He currently has a character who is absolutely phobic about leshys.
I totally read this in my character's personality... Apparently, my character doesn't like bards making everything sound worse than it is...
Although honestly, with their mastery of narrative structure, they should be ruling the entire cosmos by now, instead of wasting time singing in taverns. (yes, I quoted some villain from some Webcomic... but hey, he brings a point.)
I played that scenario! I thought the monkeys were conjured from the Idol - I didn't realise that the apes were breakouts from the Absalom Menagerie. That makes a tiny bit more sense now.
I am really hoping the Absalom Menagerie has employed a grizzled 'big game hunter' gunslinger named Mul-Doon that walks around the pens constantly worrying about systematic attacks on the fences. He could be swaggering around with a rifle muttering things like 'They should all be destroyed...'
GM: You hear a wet splat somewhere near the carriage.
Player: I make a perception check. 18!
GM: The goat in the pen is gone, replaced only with a hanging chain. The dismembered leg of the goat is sliding down the front glass window of the carriage. It's too dark to see anything else.
Player: What!? I activate my sunrod.
GM: Your sunrod blasts into life just in time to see the enormous pupil of an adult male T-Rex dilate, right outside your carriage door.
Player: !!!
GM: Roll initiative.
Myron Pauls
Venture-Lieutenant, Canada—Winnipeg
aka NoStrings
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KestlerGunner wrote:
GM: You hear a wet splat somewhere near the carriage.
Player: I make a perception check. 18!
GM: The goat in the pen is gone, replaced only with a hanging chain. The dismembered leg of the goat is sliding down the front glass window of the carriage. It's too dark to see anything else.
Player: What!? I activate my sunrod.
GM: Your sunrod blasts into life just in time to see the enormous pupil of an adult male T-Rex dilate, right outside your carriage door.
Player: !!!
GM: Roll initiative.
Player 2: I'm going to hide in this toilet stall made of straw...
Thanks guys, had to watch it tonight because of you. :D
I can still remember I was reading the book while camping over summer vacation when we heard on the radio or my dad read in the newspaper or something that they were making the movie. We were both instantly excited. :) Good times...
Thursty
