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Male

Removing his hat and guards cloak, he draped it over the waiting room desk, for lack of a better place to put it. Malcolm looked over the two newcomers quickly, running through the list of people in his head again. The first must be Hellard, but the second one could have been either the young man of the reformed thief. Malcolm mentally tossed a coin, and decided to take a guess.

"Sir Hellard? And Darius? I'm sorry, I have an advantage over you both knowing your names. I'm Detective-Corporal Malcolm Darr, I've been transferred into this unit. I believe that I am the only one thus far, but it could change" Unlikely, Malcolm thought to himself darkly.He smiles at the compliment given by Hellard "Thank you, good sir. No reason to look shabby on the job. After all, the citizens look to us for protection and guidance..."

"Riven here had just informed me that I am to speak with Brother Thomas in regards to my posting, anyone know where I might find him? I believe we have some zombie makers to find. Do we have any leads so far?"

Yes, Malcolm does look like his profile picture : )

Andoran

Human
Malcolm Darr wrote:
"Riven here had just informed me that I am to speak with Brother Thomas in regards to my posting, anyone know where I might find him? I believe we have some zombie makers to find. Do we have any leads so far?"

"I am here. It's good to see an extra pair of hands, though several more would not go amiss. Is the Commander intending to visit today?"

Andoran

Human

"In any case, I think we should make the effort to clean the place up, in case he drops in unannounced. Prove we mean business, and intend to hold this post, longer than the last lot."
"It may also unearth some small clue that avoided us in our general inpection."

I know we had a look round yesterday, but that was more to get a feel for the layout. And I don't believe Hellard could have been as thorough as he claims, without getting filthy...


M Goblin Beer Snob 7/Freethinker 3
Brother Thomas von Mandelbrot wrote:
And I don't believe Hellard could have been as thorough as he claims, without getting filthy...

Hellard has maxed out Perception, but has yet to realize that he can still fail rolls with it...

especially if he doesn't get all dirty by taking 20.


Male Human

Riven closes the door behind the newcomer. "Clean this place up eh? Well actually sounds like a good idea, perhaps yourself," looking at Brother Thomas, "and Hellard can inquire in your more upperclass areas about the globe while the rest of us work on the cleaning and complete examination of this building?"


Male

"Sounds like a plan," Malcolm looked around the room slightly "Where should we start?"

Andoran

Human

"How about a description of these coveted orbs?"


Zelluyan leafs through a veritable pile of old scrolls and some musty tomes, looking for a description, then comes to a page of a book and holds it up triumphantly.

The facing page is titled "The Gates of Twilight and the Orbs of Elwar", and is filled with small, hand-written script. The Orb is sketched, and seems to be a glass sphere enclosed by a four-fingered hand which seems moulded around it. The sketch of the sphere is cross-hatched, leaving it looking very smoky. No indication of size is present.

"There!" Exclaims Zelluyan. "This is what the Orb should look like... if you happen to find one laying around as a paperweight.. ho ho... then you should furnish it forth to me immediately. In the meantime, I think I will try to find details on the ritual to close the gates... after all, we wouldn't want that going wrong, now would we? And if you don't happen to find one... perhaps I can cobble something that might approximate, but I wouldn't want to try that first."


Male Human
Malcolm Darr wrote:
"Sounds like a plan," Malcolm looked around the room slightly "Where should we start?"

"Perhaps we should start with the entrance room then the living quarters?"


M Brownin (Half Pale Skin/Half Dark Skin) Healer 8/Merchant 3

Apologies for the Thread Jack!(they really should have a PM system on here:P)
Riven

Spoiler:
Check out M's CotCT thread for some new info, the game will continue! :)


Male Human Expert 2, Human Paragon 1 ( OGL 3.5)

"What is supposed to be holding the orb?" asks Darius "It only has four fingers!"

After waiting for an answer.

At the suggestion of cleaning the place up Darius goes to look for any cleaning supplies. (brooms, mops, etc)


Zelluyan chuckles at the youngster's question. "No, no, young fellow. It's held in a brass claw- the better to stop it from rolling off a desk or altar, I'm afraid."

OK, you guys separate into whichever groups you choose. Tell me what you're doing, where you're going, who you're interviewing and asking. Also tell me what you're doing furniture-wise, you people who are cleaning.


Male Human

Riven is part of the cleaning crew, paying attention to dust off the tables, chairs, anything that can collect dust. Recalling his former days on the Watch, those inspections could become tiresome, but at least he knew for sure what needed to be cleaned and ready for an inspection. Riven will also test the furniture for sturdiness, and the desks for any loose compartments or hidden compartments. Dusting will include moving pictures to inspect the wall behind and being sure to get to the back of the picture itself.


There are some dark reddish stains on the walls behind every single piece of moved furniture and painting- they looks (and smell) suspiciously like very old, dried blood- though there is no further creepiness than that... for now.

Osirion

DM Blue_eyed_paladin wrote:
...there is no further creepiness than that... for now.

Dun Dun DUUH!

Andoran

Human

OK, maybe a short trip to the cathedral to see Brother Matthias, and ask if he can search the monastery's library. Hellard and I will hit the museums, and look for a suspicious gap in the section marked 'Orbs, Magic'.


Male Human Ranger 4

"Something of this sort is unlikely to be kept in a museum, if I know anything of the Quality. However, there are one or two private collectors I know of, men and women who might be persuaded to give me a moment of their time, if I let slip that I might be willing to buy and/or trade some unique items... then again, our position would be quite a bit stronger if we actually had such an item in hand. Master Zelluyan, I don't suppose you have some kind of old relic, possibly worth something, which absolutely no one knows is in your possession? If so, and if I swore to return the item in question, might you be persuaded to allow us to use it as a means of entry?"

If I can get some kind of item as a prop, I'll go see some private collectors, under the pretense that I might be willing to sell, but really to give Bro Thomas a chance to scope out their collections and/or inquire about an Orb. Unfortunately, we don't have time to go questing for unique items, so if Zellayun lacks one, we may indeed be stuck going to museums.


Male

Malcolm looked at the rapidly emptying room, as the group set off on it's duties. Thinking quickly, he set off after Riven, helping to clean and thoroughly search the building. Watching the tall fellow, he wondered whether it would be worth creating small talk...and decided against it for the time being concentrating instead on the task at hand.


Tidying ensues. The Watch Post is still old, and slightly decrepit, but will function well enough- and it has beds, a roof, and a fireplace. Riven, Darius, and Malcolm spend a day keeping warm and dry. Breyr, Pariah, and Hague slink out, ostensibly to "find supplies". From the looks on their faces, they may not return to be part of the Hell Squad. Your journey just became a little harder.

Brother Thomas and Hellard spend a fruitless day with Master Zelluyan slogging through the rain, visiting various nobles and collectors who might have anything like the Orb of Elwar. The weather is terrible, and there is a strong tension in the city- everyone is worried for when the next attack will come. You have no luck- until late in the afternoon, when you stumble across a small occult store at the fringe of the Street of Gods. Adorned with chickens' feet, religious carvings of easily three dozen religions, "true fragments of the One True Kris", and so on, it is obviously a tourist-trap. But on a hunch, you duck in (perhaps even to get out of the rain), and find a pimply, bespectacled student minding the desk.


Male Human

After cleaning the upstairs/living quarters portion of the Hell Squad HQ, Riven turns to his companions, "Shall we tackle the cells next? We need to be sure they are usable just incase we have need of taking prisoners and that there is no way of escape from the cells."

With that Riven heads down to the Cells to begin his inspection and cleaning.


The cells are old-style solid iron bars. There are touches of rust, but they are solidly anchored in the rock below. Some of the manacles are badly rusted, and may need replacing.


Male Human

Riven will be paying attention the blocks or stone that make up the cell walls and floor. Making sure none are loose or movable. At noticing the rusted Manacles Riven turns to the new recruit, "Perhaps you can acquire fresh Manacles?"


Male

Malcolm nodded at Riven "I can certainly see what I can do...", then pulls a battered notebook and charcoal stick from a pocket. Noting down manacles, then after some consideration some other simple things such as finger locks and blankets.


Male Human Ranger 4

Hellard, bored at the lack of activity on this thread, begins idly musing that another PbP game might have more good-looking emo chicks in it...


Hellard, you and Brother Thomas are off on your own, and you guys haven't posted anything for a while. I know you've been away, but comments like that aren't useful.

I wrote:
Brother Thomas and Hellard spend a fruitless day with Master Zelluyan slogging through the rain, visiting various nobles and collectors who might have anything like the Orb of Elwar. The weather is terrible, and there is a strong tension in the city- everyone is worried for when the next attack will come. You have no luck- until late in the afternoon, when you stumble across a small occult store at the fringe of the Street of Gods. Adorned with chickens' feet, religious carvings of easily three dozen religions, "true fragments of the One True Kris", and so on, it is obviously a tourist-trap. But on a hunch, you duck in (perhaps even to get out of the rain), and find a pimply, bespectacled student minding the desk.

You could 'idly' post in reply... just a thought. I can't really speed the plot forward unless you guys catch up- Riven and Malcolm are spring-cleaning (with manacles), now you and Brother Thomas need to do your "the group splits up" part, otherwise they end up stuck in a cleaning montage forever.


Male Human

Cleaning Montages are fun!


Male Human Ranger 4
DM Blue_eyed_paladin wrote:
You could 'idly' post in reply... just a thought. I can't really speed the plot forward unless you guys catch up.

Sorry -- wasn't blaming you personally -- more the people who signed up and then dropped out.

Hellard nods absently to the shopkeeper, as if imply there's no need to drop everything to wait on this out-of-place noble, and walks around the store as if looking for an amusing antique for the mantlepiece.
Searching for anything resembling an orb, or a book on zombies, or anything else that might be even vaguely useful.


The young shopkeeper seems very nervous of Brother Thomas and Hellard walking around inside his cramped shop (though that could be because one is wearing plate armour, and the other has a pair of scabbards at his waist). He nervously stutters "I-is there anything I can help you f-fine fellows with? I n-notice you're looking at globes- we have a s-special on them right now... uhm, if you buy three, I'll give you a fragment of the One True Kris for free." There are actually only two crystal balls on display, which he seems to realise almost immediately after slipping out his 'sale'.
(Almost in an aside to himself) "I'll have to fetch Master's other one... but he said never to touch that, in case it were to be broken."

OK guys, no worries, I just want us to get this moving again... before it turns into a zombie. :D


Male Human Ranger 4

"Zounds! For a fragment like you describe, I'll happily buy that extra globe you mentioned! Aunt Millicent will be well pleased, I think. And, of course, since I've given you my word to buy that extra bauble one way or the other, there's no need for worry about me breaking it."

Andoran

Human

"A fragment of the Kris?
That I would like to see!"

(Feigning interest in this, rather than the orbs, to divert attention to our true aims)

"Of course, I (or, rather, my superiors) would need to be convinced of its authenticity. If it could be shown that it came from a reputable source...well, I may be able to convince them to loosen their purse-strings and take a look at more of these pieces...Who exactly is the master of this establishment, pray tell? Is he a widely-travelled gentleman?"


The young man proudly presents a rusty fragment, wrapped in snow-white tissue paper, that looks like it might, at one stage, have been part of a curved dagger. For now, it just looks like a rusty piece of bent metal.
"My master is the sage Talvan, renowned in the city for his knowledge," (and one of the few you couldn't find today) he says. "Although I-I only have two of the globes here... I'll have to fetch the other from his tower. You could come with me, I'm about to close the stall?"

Riven and Malcolm are cleaning up the cells in the basement when they hear an unpleasant rattle from upstairs, like a long, heavy chain rattling. A sharp "uuuuuuurgh" echoes down the stairs.


M Goblin Beer Snob 7/Freethinker 3

"'Certes, lad, we'll be delighted to come; another pretty bauble for Auntie's birthday is well worth a bit of time -- especially if my religious friend here can get his fragment that way."

Do I know, or know of, this Talvan fellow? A Knowledge (local) check of 14 (roll) + 4 (bonus) = 18 might or might not be good enough


Male Human

Riven pauses in his current task and looks at Malcolm, "Just can't get a moment of peace these days." Wipping the sweat from his brow Riven steps out of the cell he's cleaning and picks up his sword.

I had assumed Riven took his weapon with him during this task, although I can't think of any reason he would of been wearing his armor for cleaning duties

Stopping short of the bottom of the stairs, "So shall we go up or wait for them to come down?"

Andoran

Human
The shop-keeper wrote:
"My master is the sage Talvan, renowned in the city for his knowledge," (and one of the few you couldn't find today) he says. "Although I-I only have two of the globes here... I'll have to fetch the other from his tower. You could come with me, I'm about to close the stall?"

"That would be wonderful. Though I was about to purchase a bite to eat...do you have the address, or directions, so I can catch up?"

...and so we can get a message to the others...


"Oh, erm, certainly... take the fourth street on the r-right after passing Council Claimers, the p-politicians' club in Eastside. My master's tower is sort of... grey, and it has a brass d-demon as a door knocker. Er, that's e-eighty c-coins, your lordness." He holds out his hand nervously (he's asking one of the Quality for money, so would most people).

"If you meet me there in, say, two hours, then I can e-explain the problem to him and make sure everything's alright."

Riven/Malcolm: I'll buy that you kept a weapon with you, but sweeping while in armour chafes.


Male Human Ranger 4

The big noble jauntily hands over the coinage requested, as if the amount is no more than petty cash. (Good thing Brother Thomas is getting the food, he thinks; I'll have to request a larger allowance, or else sell the town-house!)

"Brother, I'll see you up at the tower."

I suspect it's a very good thing that someone knows we're going to be there -- and that this guy knows that our whereabouts will be public knowledge.

Andoran

Human

Right; off to Mrs Miggins' Pie-shop, for a slap-up feast!


Male Human

Riven will slowly move to the bottom of the stairs, just close enough to see if anything is at the top of them.


Male

Malcolm nodded at Riven, drawing his short sword quietly and moving to flank Riven. The short sword felt solid in his hands but his lack of armour felt concerning. His mind was racing. He hadn't encountered a zombie before, and part of him worried about how whoever controlled the zombies knew to send them here. Were the others in trouble as well? Enough, Malcolm pushed the thoughts sternly and concentrated on the task at hand.

Andoran

Human
Brother Thomas von Mandelbrot wrote:
Right; off to Mrs Miggins' Pie-shop, for a slap-up feast!

...oh, yes, and then to pass these directions to the others, of course...

<dabs pastry flakes from beard>


Riven and Malcolm move upstairs, weapons drawn, only to find Master Zelluyan on the floor, having tripped over a pile of chains. He recovers consciousness quickly, awaking with a moaned "uuuurgh". His forehead has a sharp bruise standing out, but he will likely recover quickly. Zelluyan apologises for startling you, and reassures you that he's just "here to help."

Within a half hour, Hellard and Brother Thomas arrive, crowing about their discovery of an Orb of Elwar, owned by Talvan the Sage, and that they will be picking up their purchase within a couple of hours.

The gang's all back together, can I assume you put Zelluyan to bed and 'suit up' to confirm the delivery?


Male Human

"Careful man! You gave us a start!" Riven calms a little and helps Master Zulleyan up, "Are you all right? Here let's get you to a bed." Riven will escort Zulleyan to a bed that he can rest in.

When the others return, "So you think this will be the Orb? What should we do about Master Zulleyan?"


Male Human Ranger 4

"This Talvan, from what I've heard, isn't a bad fellow necessarily, but he's tricky. I'd not trust that we have a real Orb until master Zellayun identifies it. Then again, we can hardly take the master up to Talvan's tower to fetch the thing without alerting Talvan...

"Also," he muses aloud, "if Talvan plays coy and offers too high a price for it, we can't tip him off by accepting -- then he'll know it's something good and will never relinquish it. That's how the Quality think. And the thought that he might have no idea what it is, quite frankly, never crossed my mind. Any ideas?"

Andoran

Human

"Well, we've already forked out for the other stuff, we can say that was on the understanding we'd be getting the set. If he doesn't know what it is, he may prefer to hand it over to keep the coins he's already gained, rather than us demand a refund."


Male Human

Riven will be donning a fresh set of clothes and his armor, once everything is in place, "Sounds like you two have it pretty much figured out. I hope I will not have need of my blade, rather be using it on the dead than the living."


Male

Malcolm pulled his boiled leather armour on, listening to the others.

"Perhaps, if necessary, do we have something that might convince him if the situation gets tricky? Perhaps a zombie in the closet he doesn't want to see aired?"

Andoran

Human

"Maybe he has something in his collection, that he shouldn't? Something that really belongs in a museum?"


Male Human

"It sounds to me that if indeed he has this Orb we are looking for, then he would seem to have an item would be of rare quality and make."


Male Human Ranger 4

"Alas, many of the Quality have items that 'should' be in museums. Why, six of the paintings that are supposedly in the city art gallery are actually hanging in one of my friend's basements -- of course, I'll name no names in this instance -- the ones on display in the museum are actually forgeries, or so I'm told. But one cannot simply walk in and demand they be returned -- there are issues of status to be considered, after all. Why, it's an open secret that Lord Zwick collects Morganti daggers, though they're technically illegal -- and one of the Watch commissioners takes dinner at Lord Zwick's manse once a week!
"If this Talvan has one of the Orbs, we can rest assured that he knows what it is -- or at least suspects it's something important -- and that only the threat of a very public and very embarrassing ridicule could possibly make him part with it."


Zelluyan stumbles into the room, his head still bandaged and a confused expression on his face.
"What's that? Why do we need Morganti daggers? Aren't they, hum, illegal to own? And the magical properties notwithstanding, that makes them rather dangerous..." His rambling trails off as he begins staring at an unremarkable flagstone in the floor and muttering "Very grey..."
"I think I'd like to go to bed now. Nurse?" He looks around in confusion.

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