The Overflowing Oyster is a dirty, broken-looking building that barely fits between the fishing tackle shop to its north and the junk shop to its south. Hanging over the door is a creaky sign that shows a painted oyster with pearls spilling from its gaping shell. The interior of the Overflowing Oyster displays a mix of rickety furniture and gaudy decorations, from strands of obviously fake pearls hanging over the kitchen’s entrance to wooden carvings of sultry mermaids and cheap paintings of ships at sea.
I'm working on the map while you come up with a plan.
It may help to know that the owner of the Overflwing Oyster is involved in creating fake pearls and selling them on the black market.
I think it's time for a little intimidation. Can we catch the owner by himself somehow? Perhaps a distraction in a back room to get him there, where we can confront him with our knowledge?
Or simply pose as a potential buyer and do it all quietly in plain sight.
"Perhaps i can help intimidate the fellow, but I'm sure I shouldn't be the primary tough guy... unless you decide that just persuasion might be enough, then I'm more suited to it."
Cezawynna enters the building with the others and looks around to see if she can spot any hired thugs before the group begins their parlay with the owner...
Perception:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
"I'll make him an offer he can't refuse." Faeran says with a little smile.
Faeran shrugs and walks over to the owner of the bar, speaking softly to him. "Hello there, I have a little request to make of you. I know you're in business to make money.. but what would think about taking the rest of the day off... I'll make it worth your while... How about 10gp and all you have to do is put up a sign saying 'closed for repairs, come back tomorrow.' and we'll call our little deal done. How does that sound?"
diplomacy:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21
anyone want to aid? could surely use it if you can hit a 10
Faeran looks to the others to see if anyone else will pony up any of the difference...
"I know you'd be losing some business here... but how about we split the difference, let's call it 30 and no one needs to know about the fake pearls hitting the black market locally... How does that sound, eh?"
"Fine. 30 gold it is then." The bartender then turns to the crowded taproom. "Alright! We're closed for the day. We got repairs to do! Now go on and get out!"
6d20 ⇒ (16, 1, 3, 9, 17, 5) = 51
Avendar and Mierin are able to notice that two of the grumbling people getting up to leave have suspicious badges with snakes on them.
On to the sewers!
Delroya’s directions lead to an isolated alley in the Bristles, and then down into the sewers beneath Diobel. The stench of sewage mixes with the sharper odors of chemical fumes and decay and permeates the damp tunnels. From this intersection, tunnels lead west and south into the darkness. A third tunnel heading east is filed with detritus, filthy beddings, food scraps, broken glass, and rotting furniture. An alcove lies beyond a collapsed portion of the tunnel’s southern wall, and further east, a statue of a giant rat rests in the dead-end passage. Countless empty flasks and discarded alchemical ingredients lie on the floor around the statue. On a nearby workbench sit several organized but empty flasks and jars.
Go ahead and give me perception checks and craft(alchemy) checks or something similar.
HP 7/7 | AC 12 T12 FF10 | Init +6 Perc +3 CMB +2 CMD 14 | F+0 R+2 W+3 | CG Human (Varisian) | Sorcerer (Tattooed) 1 | Light Crossbow +2; 1d8 19-20/x2 P | sheet
At Faeran's glance, Mierin quietly hands her 10 gp to help cover the cost of closing the place down ...
That was well worth the price I think ...
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Mierin wrinkles her nose at the sewer environs ...
Why do so many ne'er-do-well like working in these types of places? Perception (Aid Faeran):1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16
With help from Avendar and Mierin, Faeran is not only able to find a vial of whip, but the elf is able to determine just by looking that it is unrefined. However you are not able to find the alchemist's notes before you are interrupted. A man covered in lesions and scaly patches of skin enters your part of the sewer. "Intruders!" He yells. At the same time, a very large beetle comes out of a tunnel next to the party. It seems Laszo the leper has found you!
Vs Touch:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18 Fire Damage:1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5Mierin, Faeran, and Sarosha all take 4 fire damage with a DC14 reflex save for half. Party is up.
Laszo resists the spell but he is hit by Faeran and Wehndy's opportunistic strike. Both are enough to drop him while Cez cuts the beetle in two. Combat Over.
On the mad alchemist's body you find his lab notes. The lab notes are difficult to decipher, but they are extensive—his handwriting is tiny, cramped, and organized. Linguistics checks?
male Wizard 1 | HP 8/8 | AC 16; Touch 12; FF 14 | F +3; R +2; W +3 | CMB+0; CMD 12 | Speed 30 ft | Init +2 | Perc +1 | Stealth: +2 wizard 1
Ezren turns to Faeran.
"Thank you very much madame! I should learn to use those healing wands. But it just doesn't come naturally to me. Perhaps its all that time spent in arcane tomes."
