CARRION CROWN CAMPAIGN (CLOSED) - GAMEPLAY (Inactive)

Game Master Daniel Penfold 351

Perception 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Perception: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (7) + 13 = 20

Eleric, Jaboa and Creeden you can see the shape of some odd shaped rocks out into Avalon Bay.

In addition you can see a single masted trawler named Isinglass which is fighting the wind and waves. A lone figure scurries about among several large tarp-covered objects lashed to the deck. He is attempting to manage both the sail and tiller to right the vessel and bring it safely in to shore.

"I can have one of you fly out there with me. Creedin you should fit on my disk with me, so who wants to go?"

Sorry I can't get everyone out there.

"Sure. We should probably help that man."

[i]Eleric and Creeden you fly over to the boat where an elderly man looks at you with surprise as you fly over.

"Greetings, I must save my boat, it has my equipment on it."

The boat is currently 150 feet from the dock.

Need 2 Profession sailor rolls to save it.

Or 2 knowledge nature checks followed by a strength check.

Alternatively if you want to use magic you may be creative.

Eleric will cast borrow skill. He can now use the sailors skill ranks for professor sailor.

Profession Sailor: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23 + however many ranks he has.

Profession Sailor: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23 + however many ranks he has.

[i]Between the three of you, you manage to get the boat under control and bring it safely in to the dock.

The passenger of the boat is an elderly man wearing a leather apron smock bearing several unidentifiable stains and burns and a set of goggles with multiple coloured lenses pulled up on his forehead. He has an almost manic look with red-rimmed, sleep-deprived eyes.

"Thank you, thank you. You helped me save my vessel. You see I am an inventor. I was conducting experiments out by the Tern Rocks with some new equipment I'm developing. I use this isolated quay so that the local hooligans don't vandalise my equipment. I'd hired a number of locals to handle the boat for me but as the storm hit they dove overboard and swam for shore."

"What kind of experiments? What does your equipment do?"

Eleric asks as me pretidigitations the water out of he and Creeden's clothing.

"Don't want you getting sick my friend."

Tess had no way to fly, so she began moving overland to as close as she could get to the boat.

"Thanks, Eleric." Creeden runs his hand through his hair.

"Why are you doing your experiments in such a dangerous location?" the halfling asks the disheveled inventor.

"I believe that there are hidden chambers below the Tern Rocks. My vessel is designed to go beneath the waves."

"What do you expect to find down there?"

"I'm not sure, maybe some indication of ancient civilisations from the time below Earthfall, at least that's what I'm hoping.

But, where are my manners, Horace Croon at your service. And what are such a fine group of people doing outside in such filthy weather?"

"Pleasure to meet you. I'm Eleric this is Creeden, Ortensia, and Tess. We are looking for someone new to town. They would have come in riding in a black cloak. Any rumours of such a man?."

Tess makes her way to the boat, not interrupting the flow of the conversation, as it seems that Elric was getting along quite swimmingly with the ship’s Captain.

"I saw someone matching that description heading down the road towards Illmarsh about 2 days ago. I was tinkering with my equipment so didn't think much about it other than to note him passing by.

In any case, i don't have much cash at the moment but if there's anything I can do to help you then please contact me at any time."

"Thank you. I'm going to assume they are odd because they are either monsters, a cult or both. Keep your money if we have need for you skills you will see us again. If you ever need a arcane detective feel free to look up Eleric Wrenn private arcane-eye."

You head on along the coast round until you reach Illmarsh. It is a small town of primarily antiquated, chinked splint-log buildings, though a few of the more modern half-timbered structures may be found, especially around the town square. The town is dominated by its wharves, from which fishing trawlers likely head out every morning.

The town is surrounded on three sides by the swampy Soddentimbers, a swampy woodlands and a dank, mildewy odour perpetually hangs over the town.

The town consists of the following:

- Town Square

- Town Hall

- The Wharves

- The Bountiful Catch Inn

- The Fish Market

- The Walleyed Kraken, a tavern

- General Store

- Gifts of the Swamp, an apothecary shop

- The Boatmaker

- Hall of the Recondite Order of the Indomitable Sea, the only temple in the town, dedicated to Gozreh.

Ortensia was profoundly appreciative of her plague doctor's mask. The fragrant satchel it the beak made filtering the palpable musk of this sodden corner of Golarian.

...The sooner we conclude our business here, the better

"Let's check out the tavern. You can learn a lot about a town from its watering hole."

The walleyed Kraken is run by a young female human, called Lauren Sills The clientele seem to be mainly fishermen.

"Greetings, and what would be your pleasure."

1d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20Perception

Ortensia stalked into the tavern, ducking at the low doorframe to ensure her hat didn't pick up the dangling cobwebs. She scanned the interior of the tavern and its inhabitants.

Diplomacy 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (15) + 14 = 29

”Good afternoon. We need a round of what ever is strong and cool. We are looking for an associate of ours. Likes to wear clothes as dark as night. Not a great fashion choice, but hey, he likes what he likes.”

Eleric watches the women work. Waiting to see how the room reacts.

[i]Ortensia you notice that you are being closely watched by the locals. All conversation stops as you enter the tavern. The landlady turns to you and says.

"We haven't had anybody new in town since that Lucas feller showed up a while back. He mainly keeps to himself in the inn and don't give no trouble."

”Well appreciate you being neighborly to us. Sounds like we might need to lol elsewhere,” Tess says as she tosses the lady a few coins for her trouble.

"We are lookin for a new comer. A fella with a black cloak. Ran into his friend on the road aways back. Had and message for him. "

Eleric, can you make a diplomacy check please.

Going for a bluff, it is ok? As we did not so much meet as almost kill the man in black.

Bluff: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (8) + 14 = 22

The tavern keeper looks up at you briefly,

Ortensia, you notice that the locals are paying your group particular attention.

"Let's check the inn?"

”Sounds like a good next step. I doubt the rider is staying at an inn, but maybe someone has seen him.”

The inn, the Bountiful Catch inn is a once fine two story structure, its warped boards and missing shingles show its age. The sign above the door depicts a fisherman hauling in a net full of fish and a curvaceous mermaid. The innkeeper, Rube Dreeley is a human male who is taciturn in nature.

Ortensia was more than glad to depart from the scrutiny of the tavern's inhabitants, turning curtly with a billow of her cloak and gliding back out onto the streets.

1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16Perception She stalked into the inn, taking in everything with keen and appraising eyes.

Detect Psychic Significance

Whilst her companions engaged the innkeeper and staff, the tall halfork glided about as she searched for any remnants of their prey with her mind.

Eleric will keep and eye out too.

Perception: 10 + 20 = 30

[i]Ortensia, you can see that Lucas came here about two days ago and paid for a room for a week. Your spells shows he left the room the following day, very early in the morning and has not returned since.

Eleric, even more than in the tavern as you enter the inn the conversation stops and everyone looks at you. Think of the pub scene from American Werewolf in London

The innkeeper looks up at you and glares.

"You want a room?"

"We might end up having to fight this whole creepy town."

Bluff : 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (13) + 14 = 27

Loud enough so nosey people can hear.

"We are some new recruits by the man in the black cloak. We were send by one of them with a message for the other."

"He's not here, he paid for the week but went out a day ago. Dunno where he went. Fishin's been poor here of late and the Neighbours h'aint been seen for a while. Mayhaps they got fed up with all the foreigners like you hereabouts lately."

"Thank you for your time we will keep asking around. Oh, what room was he in just case he comes back we can call on him?"

Eleric will start asking around if people know what direction he went.

Anyone good at sense motive?"

"Up the stairs on the right."

At this point you see one of the locals slink out the door.

"Thank you. Very much. Hopefully we can get this sorted out an leave your wonderful town."

Eleric will head out the door. Cast invisibility and follow the person.

Tess leads the others outside. ”Obviously we need to search that room. Want to wait on Eleric to come back? Anyone else have a way to become Invisible?”

"Feel free to explore. I will be back."

Eleric, you see the villager get outside and then run to the sheriff's office. A few moments later the sheriff emerges from his office looking worried and heads towards the inn.

What are the rest of you doing?

Eleric should be able to out pace him on his flying disk and warn the group. He is staying invisible.

If the group gets Eleric’s warning, Tess will suggest the group get out of sight. Perhaps the group could use some sort of illusion magic to sneak back in and check out that room.?

If there was no major objection, Creeden would go to explore the room while they were waiting.

Sorry, I'll get my leveling in soon! Traveling for the holiday.

Ortensia trusted Eleric to have a handle on scouting to continue her investigation of the room, searching its contents for clues both physically and mentally.

Cast Psychic Significance
1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23Perception

If you are going up to the room can you make a stealth check to get there without being seen.

Eleric you manage to make it back to the inn before the sheriff arrives.