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Callanniel notices Olivio's cheering tone and, even if he is curious, he decides that there are more important matters for him to worry right now. Turning to Harpina, he gives his opinion. "You can't change their thoughts from day to night... they are still suspicious because they don't know Saphron yet. I might chance with time, but both you and Saphron need to be patient... in my humble opinion, the gnomes might be a pretty fitting influence for her."

"We elves are long lived and we have a tendency of not forgetting what has harmed us, and even if Saphron is innocent, many of us would still look at her as if it was her fault... but the gnomes are different, they are better than us in this particular aspect. Their carefree mind could, perhaps, help Saphron."
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Sense Motive DC 12: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (20) + 0 = 20
Perception DC 25: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17

Not a person to run without purpose, at least not since he was blinded, Callanniel moved along with Harpina. "So, at least one chapter of this madness is closet... there is still too much for we to do, and I feel we just scrapped the surface of all the blight, but, even so, it lightens my heart that something good was done. You and Saphron will finally have a nice place to live, I imagine."

@Corrin & Nilelane: Guys, I think we need to post more frequently, otherwise we risk to see this incredible game to die. I usually don't like to be the one posting all the action, so I was holding myself a bit...

@GM Fez: For posting rate sake, I believe it would be better if we could go back to 5. Have you considered re-opening the recruitment thread?

Callanniel puts his and on Harpina's shoulder, trying to calm her down. "There is no shame in this, milady... I can hardly imagine what terror you must have faced back then. As I've told you, we'll eventually need to know the whole story, but there is no sense or gain in rushing you. Take your time, recover, and then we'll talk if you are ready."

"Now, lets move back to Omesta, where both of you will be safer." Callanniel then notices he had lingered too much with his hand on Harpina's shoulder. Her perfume was intoxicating this close. He removed his hand, hoping that the nymph had not noticed his lapse of behavior.

To Nilelane, Callanniel only sighed. "I wish this was the truth... unfortunately, even if we'd not like to acknowledge it, we have weakness much like the other races... that painter was a perfect example, since she had her own desires, stronger than her loyalty and love for our kin."

To Harpina, Callanniel continued. His eyes would be heavy with sorrow if he had opened them. "Unfortunately there is, miss Harpina... we need to know about Saphron's father... all of it. He seems to be a powerful, influential, and important player in this cursed game we are playing with the Cursed Tree... I know it will most likely be painful to remember, but it is uttermost important for us to know our enemy, and how to defeat it."

Callanniel concentrates as Nilelane reads the note aloud, his face frowned both from concentration and pain by hearing such cursed language. "It is a message to Selenlar, the leader we just now defeated. Someone, I presume his superior, is congratulating him on his good progress, albeit slow. He then instructs Salenlar to investigate what we elves desire to take advantage of that... more precisely, I believe he is instructing him to find out what that painter desired the most, in hopes of manipulating her, which we know he did."

"He finally instructs to kill the painter when his daughter is returned to him, saying that no more visions would be sent to her... there is no name on the signature, just a name... unless it is a personal rune, which I'm not familiar to."

"Along mentioning the possibility of manipulating us, the message also mentioned the gnomes... I wonder if there is anything in this cave that might give us a clue if he has anyone else under his wing..."

Hearing Harpina's suggestion to move, Callanniel nods, making a mental note to ask Harpina once more about Saphron's father. He is the one pulling the strings here, so we must know, even if it is painful for her to remember such thing...

"Abyssal, uh?" Callanniel questions. "I've been trying to learn it, even if it is a slow process for me, since I obviously can't read... the structures are indeed similar to celestial. Perhaps you could read it as if it was in celestial, and I'll try to comprehend and translate it?"

I just got a point into Linguistics for Abyssal. This doesn't really help, since Callanniel can't read. Perhaps we could do as he suggested?

Level up Information:

+8 hp (6 class, +1 Con, +1 FCB)
+1 BAB, +1 CMB, +1 CMD, +1 Stamina point
+1 Ref, +1 Will
+8 skill points (2 class, +2 Int, +2 Lore warden, +2 background*)
.+1 Acrobatics
.+1 Diplomacy
.+1 Knowledge (engineering)
.+1 Knowledge (nobility)
.+2 Knowledge (planes)
.+1 Linguistics (learning abyssal)
.+1 Perception
+class ability: maneuver training
+feat: mobility

GM, it appears, we are now down to only three of us. Maeglin has clearly abandoned us, since he is currently active in these boards, but had not said a word to us in 6 months.

Any is also missing for 1.5 months in all his games.

I'm worried that this game might start to drag if we don't find one or more players to take their place and give a boost in the posting rate.

Callanniel hears the sound of Corrin's spear piercing the cultist's body, as well as the sound of his footsteps coming closer to the cambion. Initially with a gesture, Callanniel tried to stop Corrin. "Wait, Corrin... it is not over yet. Lady Harpina and Miss Saphron, we need to leave this place and take you to somewhere safe... this creature, Selenlar, we need to question him before putting him to an end."

"Any, Nilelane, could you search him for anything dangerous while I bind him? The threat to Omesta might have been dealt with, but there is still too much to be done until Kyonin is purged from its most dire plague."

Salenlar's cursing words only serves to give Callanniel the clue that his enemy was vulnerable no another attack. Not wasting his opportunity, Callanniel stabs. "Sadly, the path you have chosen will bring you only sorrow and sufering, and if I'm the one bringing it to you, the merrier for me!"

AoO (branched spear), prones target: 1d20 + 7 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 7 + 4 = 19
miss chance: 1d100 ⇒ 9
re-roll: 1d100 ⇒ 58 hit
Damage (branched spear): 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

Just a reminder that since the enemy is still prone, Dewdrop's attack will most likely hit!

For the sake of fairness, let's keep it a trip! This is a quite climatic battle and it would be less fun if I crited for x3 and killed the enemy in this situation.

Well, I noticed it would be a crit if I had attacked, but then I thought it would be kind of a cheat if I changed from a trip attempt to a normal attack (a trip deals no damage)... Should I change from a trip to an attack?

Hearing the cultist he was fighting colapse in front of him and the fight against the cambion, Callanniel moved swiftly around the battlefield until he reached a point where he felt it would be safe to strike. Even so, he swipes his spear instead of thrusting, intending to trip the man. "Your ambitions were shattered, Salenlar, and soon you shall face the same end."

Trip (branched spear): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27
miss chance (50%): 1d100 ⇒ 21
re-roll: 1d100 ⇒ 90 hit

Callanniel follows Any closely and trusts his spear as he hears the faint sounds that suggests where the enemy is, like the sound of his respiration, the sound of his boots against the gravel in the ground.

He smiles as his spear finds a target, adding the scent of blood to the senses that he could use to detect his enemy.

Attack (spear): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24
Miss Chance (50%): 1d100 ⇒ 64
Damage (spear): 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

Sense Motive DC 15: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (14) + 0 = 14 miss
Knowledge (planes): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

"I know it might be difficult to control such urges, but you must try, Saphron! With time you'll be able to control them, I'm sure about it, much like I was completely blind and now I can walk and fight once more... some paths we take are easier than the others, but those are usually the poorest choice!" Callanniel gestures with his spear.

"In the meantime, try at least to direct such urges... if you must spill blood, do so by killing demons, for their blood run much like ours... if you must burn the tree, we'll help, but the tree being burned will be the wicked Tanglebriar... if you need to carry the disease, carry it back to its source, and vanquish it once and for all! You have the power, girl, and also the choice... you were fed with lies and being used, do not harm the person who loves you the most, tell everyone that you are not a demon, show them!" Callanniel is ablaze, trying to convince Saphron to do the right choice.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27

Callanniel takes care to follow Nilelane's footsteps. In situations where a single wrong step could mean the end of your life, being blind made everything more terrifying.

I believe Nilelane, Cal, Any, Corin, and Dewdrop are a good order.

Callanniel removes the spear from the creature and soon stabs it once more, just to be completely sure it is dead. Turning to the others, she whispers urgently, "I believe we have little time to spare interrogating the cultist... we are in front of their den and the dretches' presence suggests we have many more enemies within, and they probably already know about our presence."

"I'm not usually favorable to rushing our plans without careful consideration, but every second we lose, it is another second for them to better prepare against us."

Callanniel strike once more, eager to finish the demon.

Attack (spear), demon scourge: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 7 + 1 = 14
Miss chance (50%): 1d100 ⇒ 72
Damage (spear): 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6 cold iron

Callanniel loses no time or opportunity since it knows pretty well what these monsters are capable of... as soon as he hears the sounds of spellcasting and the foul stench forming, he strikes twice in quick succession. "The faster we finish it, the better..."

AOO (spear), demon scourge: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 7 + 1 = 24
Miss chance (50%): 1d100 ⇒ 83
Damage (spear): 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Attack (spear), demons scourge: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 7 + 1 = 26
Miss chance (50%): 1d100 ⇒ 57
Damage (spear): 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Fortitude DC 13: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

Callanniel hears the voices coming from within the tunnel and notices the stench of the demons and soon he finds himself running towards them in a blind fury... along the way, he can only think about all the hate he feels and the retaliation needed.

Attack (spear), charge, demon scourge: 1d20 + 7 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 7 + 2 + 1 = 30
Crit?: 1d20 + 7 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 7 + 2 + 1 = 22
Miss chance (50%): 1d100 ⇒ 60
Damage (spear): 3d8 + 9 ⇒ (2, 1, 3) + 9 = 15 Weapon is cold iron!

AC 17 until next turn!

GM, did the cultist also take the damage or just us?

Will DC 9: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (14) + 0 = 14 pass

Callanniel feels the weakness passing through his body but he manages to endure the effect, striking quickly in hope to finish the cultist.

Attack (spear), flanking: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 7 + 2 = 17 No miss chance needed since the effect to negate it lasts until the end of this turn.
Damage (spear): 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Let me know if the cultist dies... if so, I'd move Callanniel closer to the entrance of the cave.

Callanniel notices the cultist moving away from him and soon follows closely, still aiming to give Nilelane the advantage of flanking. He then focuses on the sounds around him, striking the enemy.

Attack (spear), flanking: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 7 + 2 = 19
Miss Chance (50%): 1d100 ⇒ 10
Miss Chance Re-roll(50%): 1d100 ⇒ 4 Using 2 stamina points to hit until his next turn.
Damage (spear): 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Hearing the cultist's cry, Callanniel runs towards the man. He pays attention to the sounds around him, noticing a small river and quickly jumps over it, trying to give Nilelane an advantage in combat by flanking the cultist.

Acrobatics DC 10, acp, blind: 1d20 + 10 - 2 - 4 ⇒ (18) + 10 - 2 - 4 = 22

Full-round action to run. Acrobatics to jump over the river. I'm assuming Cal had his spear in hand since you actually can't sheath it IMO.

"Very well, we shall depart as soon as possible. Olivio, could you use the tools presented here to draw us a map of the region so we can easily locate theses caverns?"

He then turns to Fijit, "Councilor Fijit, your are wise and we should heed to your suggestion. There is indeed no pointing in sending the whole guard with us, but if possible, we could use them to look around in the eventuality of we being wrong and the cultists are not in the cave."

Corrin, could you show Councilor Fijit and Olivio the note Nilelane found? Once he does, Callanniel continues, "As you might see, we roughly have one day to save Harpina, since tonight is the new moon. Time is the essence here."

"We could interrogate Keren in the hope that her feeble and crazed mind can give us more light about this 'servant' that visited her in her dreams, but how much time will it take? Until this point it was our last clue but the ritual's location suggests that, unlike we thought, the cultists have not fled the region! They might be close to the clearing." He then starts to walk around the room, taking care not to hit any furniture.

"I also believe they would not risk bringing her back into town so that leaves us the wilderness or any other ruin or building close to the clearing... we can probably exclude the library since I don't believe Nilelane missed any secret passage..."

Turning to the councilor and Olivio, he continues, "Any of you know about an appropriate place close to the clearing, while also well hidden and easily defensible?"

Callanniel moves towards Corrin and puts his hand on his shoulder, "I beg you to calm down, Corrin, for we need not more enemies than we already have. I believe Harim is telling the truth, simply because if he was with the cultists, there would be better ways so silence us than to bring you here... he could, for an example, have led you to the outskirts and asked other cultists for assistance."

"We need to discuss how much credit we should give to these paintings. If the one you describe, Nilelane, indeed reveals the future, I imagine if there are more paintings showing different scenes, perhaps also visions that have already come true?" He inquires.

"We also need to discover how Keren was communicating with the cultists... much of what she told us could be attributed to her insanity, but how could she know that we were after the cultists so she needed to intervene?"

Walking around the room, Callanniel seems restless as she tries to put all the information together, "These paintings and Keren are our only leads... if we plan to interrupt this grievous ritual, we need to find more clues."

Sense Motive DC 20: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (8) + 0 = 8

Callanniel listens to all the comments before giving his own, "I'm also inclined to trust in Sergeant Harim's words even if I agree that we can't risk anything. I'm only concerned about the repercussions of our distrust on the sergeant if he is brought in chains by the guards... we might ruin his career and the trust of his man for nothing if Desna's magic shows him to be telling the truth." He gestures towards the sergeant.

"Could I propose for us to hide the sergeant in an adjacent room and call the guard to take Kendel in custody? Once they have removed themselves from the scene, we bring the sergeant back to councilor Ororororo's home and keep him under watch until you are able to grace him with Song of Sphere's blessing."

During the whole conversation, Callanniel tries to keep his head turned away from the paintings. Strange... it is almost as if I can see these paintings. I've long became used to the tricky and feeble effort of my brain to find images but this is different... I must be imagining things...

Diplomacy (make request): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

"Despite the plethora of incoherent words coming from this woman's mouth, I still believe some sense can be acquired from her. It could be a stretch to imagine that she indeed receives information from her paintings but if it is indeed the case, we could perhaps know much more about our cursed enemy's plans..."

Callanniel hears the exchange quietly. He is quite curious but his questions could definitely wait. Learn to listen was his first accomplishment as a blind man.

"Pardon, master Fijit, but if you allow, I'd like to hear a bit more of this woman's words... this might be me just losing my mind but I think her words could have left the nymph's mouth. Is it possible that this woman is somehow transmitting her words?" he moves his head towards the others, "Don't you think that sentence could very well be about the nymph and her daughter?"

Callanniel nods to Councilor Fijit before turning his attention to the guards leaving, "Thank you for your comprehension and good will, my brothers."

Soon after he follows Fijit inside, quite curious about what the others have found, but before anything else, a thought crossed his mind. "Hum... it just now occurred me that if the person responsible for the sketches was actually a cultist, it is quite possible that she was helping everyone the guards were looking for, perhaps even recruiting them..."

As the guardsmen voice reached his ears, Callanniel once more thought about who ungrateful was the life of a secret agent of the queen... they had the most important obligations for their country but not the authority to act as their mission required. Callanniel wanted nothing more than to dismiss the guards, telling them not to interfere in the current situation but if he doesn't choose his words carefully, important information could be lost.

Callanniel raised his hand to the guards, motioning them to stop. "My brothers, I must ask you not to come closer or interfere in this situation. Your reports were correct for there was indeed a fight in this house but no one was killed. Me and my companions are working for the good of Omesta and our beloved kingdom so I beg you not to interfere." He lowered his hand before continuing. "I understand you are just doing your duty but pressing on could lead to much loss for everyone. You have no obligation or reason to trust me, but, even so, I ask you to do so. If you have any doubt of my words or purpose, I beg you to contact one of the three councilors before coming any closer." During the whole conversation, Callanniel had not eased his posture.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13 hoping for a RP bonus...

Perception DC 13: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17

As the fight finished, Callanniel was feeling a bit lost. "What has just happened here?" feeling that there was little time for explanation and also hearing the call for guards, Callannial stepped forward, away from the door in a protective way.

"Corrin, if you could, make sure our foes are not bleeding out and also that Nilelane is fine... if I understood correctly she has been poisoned. I'll stay here outside and in plain sight, hoping to halt any guard and, if I'm lucky, get one of the councilors here. Any, if you could, help Corrin to secure the house... there might be a lot of important information inside and I'd hate for us to lose such asset before Nilelane has the means to examine it."

That being said, Callanniel assumes a defensive posture in front of the house. Not threatening but giving the clear message that no one should approach.

Perception DC 15: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (18) + 11 = 29

Callanniel hears the mumbling but decides this is no time to talk about this... instead, smelling the blood close to him, he thrusts with his spear, a joyful smile crossing his lips, "Please, stand down..."

AoO (branched spear), flanking: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 7 + 2 = 25
Miss Chance (50%): 1d100 ⇒ 87
Damage (branched spear): 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

If she survives, here is another annoying trip.

Trip, flanking: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 7 + 2 = 22

Unwilling to let this advantage slip, Callanniel once more used his spear to trip after he fails to incapacitate the enemy again.

Attack (branched spear), flanking: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 7 + 2 = 18
Trip (branched spear), flanking: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 7 + 2 = 23

New plan: we can't hit her, so Cal will annoy her until she gives up or her coccyx is so sorrow that she decides to kill herself!

Assuming Corrin doesn't finish her. Also, if she is going outside, she would probably also provoke from Dewdrop!

Hearing the sound of the enemy fleeing, Callanniel quickly follows her. He noticed that her steps were different... faster, so he decided to try something different. Instead of attacking with his spear, he shoved it between her legs, trying to send her to the ground.

Trip: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21

Hearing the sound of a cork, Callanniel thrust his spear once more, finding nothing unfortunately.

AoO (branched spear): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14
Miss Chance (50%): 1d100 ⇒ 88
Damage (branched spear): 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

DM: I have a doubt here... the enemy will provoke an AoO from Cal both when she reaches for the potion (or whatever) and when she moves if we can't make her unconscious.

The thing is that since Callanniel is blind, I think it is a bit hard to believe that he'd make an AoO against her when she draws the vial... so I'm going to forfeit the chance, and then make the AoO when she moves. Is that ok?

Callanniel was glad of his quick reflexes... unable to see the woman throwing the acid, he could only react after the others. Luckily he was fast to discern Nilelane's movement and following her closely he also avoid the worst of it.

Reflex DC 14: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17 pass

Each crack of the wooden floor was like music to his ears... the old house was practically telling him everything was happening and where everyone was, so Cal once more was able to thrust his spear towards the enemy.

Attack (branched spear): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21 hit
Miss Chance (50%): 1d100 ⇒ 60 hit
Damage (branched spear): 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

As Callanniel entered the house, he quickly noticed the smell of tea and even if could not identify the herb of which it was made, the woman's reaction wasn't a good sign at all.

Perception DC 20: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27
Knowledge (nature) DC 25: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

Already edgy from the recent encounters, the woman's reaction, and Nilelane's scream about poison, Callanniel did not think twice before thrusting his spear towards the place where the voice is coming, "What is going on here? Any, Corrin, Nilelane... are you alright?"

Attack@Kendel (spear): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22
Miss Chance (50%): 1d100 ⇒ 81
Damage (spear): 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

GM, two questions: Can Callanniel get a perception roll to smell the tea and perhaps a knowledge (nature) identify any problematic substance (if it is caused by a herb or mushroom, and not simply by a magic substance)?

Secondly, Cal's reaction would be to attack so do we roll for initiative, do we have a map, etc? Just want to know if this will be indeed a combat or just an RP-combat.

Sensing the discomfort, Callanniel closes his eyes before bowing to Councilor Krolumnite, "Thanks for the offer of help but I belive I'll be able to find my way, unless any of you insists in accompanying me. I have a trained bird that should be able to find my companions and guide me there."

He bowed once more to the councilors, "Thanks again for your vote of confidence." before leaving, he turned his head towards the elf, keeping his eyes closed. "Forgive my presumption, Councilor Hycis, but would you allow me to visit the temple of Calistria when our task finally permits? I now notice how my body is tense... I fully understand if you deny this, since my eyes can indeed be disturbing."

Callanniel nods to Hycis, taking her comment as a compliment, before answering to Fijit. "Unfortunately I'm pretty sure The demon was involved, even if through his servants. The blight was the same that envelops Tanglebriar... I have fought them before and I won't forget their taint in this life."

The smell of the room quickly reminded him about happier times when he still had his vision and also reminded him of how much time have passed since he had slept with another elf. He involuntarily sighs before starting his relate.

"I believe Councilman Krelumnite have already informed much about what I'm about to tell you but nevertheless it would be more bothersome to ask you about what you know, so I'll assume you know nothing. We have arrived in Omesta two days ago, and as soon as it was possible we came to seek Councilman Krelumnite's son Olivo, an old friend of one of my companions."

"From him we learnt about the strange attacks on the less patrolled streets as well as about the new celebrity of Omesta, the nymph. By then we had little if no interest in Harpina. By the night of that same day, we have prepared an ambush for the mentioned attackers and were able to defeat a group of them, capturing one to interrogate. We had little time to care for the wounded ones, but I imagine the guard might have them in custody."

"Looking for a place to interrogate our prisoner, we went for the sewers. I must explain that our secrecy was based on the fact that, being new to town, we had no knowledge about who should be trusted or not. From our prisoner we discovered the location of their hideout and also the identity of their leader, a sadist cannibal named Ganamede."

"With our interrogation finished, we brought our prisoner back to Councilmen Krelumnite's house, and I believe the guard probably also has this elf in custody. Yesterday morning, a day after our fight with the assailants, we met lady Harpina and discovered about the nature of her daughter. Even if that fact worried us, any thought about it was put aside once we learnt about the proximity of lady Harpina's resting location and the bandit's hideout."

"We immediately left, knowing that we had no time to lose. We managed to defeat their gang and also their leader, finding this note in his body..." Callanniel reaches for the note and handles it to them, "...and followed a tunnel from their hideout to the clearing were Harpina lived. Unfortunately we were late to safe Harpina and Saphron for they were missing and their clearing blighted by demonic foul magic. The marks of struggle pointed towards Omesta but unfortunately we weren't able to find them, meeting your guards instead... they led us here after a futile search for our targets."

GM, I was trying to remember everything that happened, and it seems we are now on the beginning of day 3, not 4...

Day 1: We arrived in Omesta, talked to the gnomes and hunted the first thugs at night, interrogating them and locking him down.
Day 2: We woke up with the discussion that soon let to us meeting Harpina and our trip to the library, where we first fought the thugs on the library and then Ganamede on the dungeon.

By your post it seems that we are now on the first hours in the morning, since we fought along the night, so I think we are on day 3...

Callanniel feels angry and powerless at the whole situation. Even so, he bows towards Krolummite first, then to Fijit, and finally to Hycis. "Very, well, if a full report is what you wish, I see no problem in giving it to you, since I'm useless in tracking our quarry." He turns his head towards Hycis. "How about we find a secure place to talk and I'll answer everything I'm able to, while my companions and Sargent Harim and his capable men look around for any clues that might lead us to them?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

Callanniel remained silent for a couple seconds, taking some time to fully locate himself and the scene around him... a much more difficult task when people are yelling, hiding the nuances of the sounds around him. "I still have the opinion that Harpina wasn't the primary target... her daughter was, and not only because what she was... I suspect her heritage is important."

"The cult to Treerazer has existed for years and once outside of the Tanglebriar they usually remain in the shadows, so why risk attracting unwanted attention just to capture a nymph? Why don't look for them into the woods where they usually dwell? My opinion is that Saphron was important, perhaps daughter of a preeminent and powerful demon..."

"I think that Harpina was just a bonus... captured simply to keep Saphron under their control... or... or... well, you a demon is only half the recipe for siring a forlaren..." He clenched his fists at this last thought.

Callanniel nods to Nilelane, even if he had no clue if she would see his gesture. "I must agree with you, Nilelane... it appears he was just another tool, perhaps to distract anyone from their real target... it actually makes sense." He waits for a moment before continuing. "Saphron was probably their target from the beginning but with all the fuzz Harpina cause by announcing that she would live in town, it made their task much more difficult, with all the attention turned at the nymph and her daughter. The cultists then approach Ganamede's group and gives them a small push, increasing their attacks and turning the guards, and also our own, attention to them, making it much easier for them to grab Saphron and Harpina... we were made fools..."

Callanniel shakes his head to the man. "Our wounds are nothing compared to all the harm that might come to happen if we do as you've said brother... There is no time for us to tell you everything so I'm just asking for you to trust us." He opens his eyes while talking to the man so he understands that he is not joking by showing his blind eyes. "You have a tough decision here, with almost no information about it and with consequences direr than you have dreamt during a nightmare... let us go so you'll not have to bear the stigma of failing not only our realm and queen but also our race... let me bear this for I can endure it."

By the rules I can't make another Diplomacy check but perhaps I could get some Aid Another