DM Rah's "Before the Dawn, Part I: The Bloodcove Disguise" PFS (Inactive)

Game Master Kobash

"Let me assist you with that, Shel"

Ling:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

"Ooo, thank you very much, Harris. I owe you one in the future! Plus sweets for everyone when we get upstairs!"

Assist from Peri to the errant knife thrower

Linguistics 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

" We should make this quick, people do not take kindly to strangers going through their files, though this one is in serious need of organization"

Is this all pathfinders do anymore? It seems we are glorified file clerks these days

Untrained Linguistics aid another 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Shel and Peri are completely baffled by the odd filing system, but Haris takes one look and sees the trick, one often used in Sczarni operations to confound rivals and authorities alike. He quickly finds the desired shipping records Shel was seeking.

1 faction mission completed for team Taldor/Sczarni. 1 more to go.

A short time later you ascend and report to Novaria. She is very happy with you for handling the situation and offers the favor of House Cartahegn to you in return. This favor manifests in a few ways. First, given the massive discount the House grants the Pathfinder Society, you can pocket the difference between the discounted amount and the amount the Society provided to purchase the supplies you were sent for. Secondly, you gain the Favor of Cartagegn, which might come in handy at some point down the road in your roles as Pathfinders. Third, earning House Cartahegn’s favor also buys your cover as merchants and mercenaries some credibility in Bloodcove.

"And I think the lady still would like a pastry, yes?" Did the operation here take enough time that Ichon is likely to be at the Sanguine Pit?

Where's the pit?

You still have at least three or four hours before the Pit opens, and it is only a short distance away.

"Does anyone else have business here to attend to?"

"I believe my business is done until we reach our destination. If no one else has anything pressing,we could always duck I to a tavern for a cool drink, I suppose."

"Couple ah sneaky types could go in early, scope things out. Least we might learn somethin' about the lay uh the land. Could help when things come tah fightin'. Just figurin' they will."

Once four of you agree on a course of action I'll continue. If you haven't decided in the next 14 hours, I'll assume you wait to enter when the Pit opens.

"Shel, don't we have business down at the waterfront to attend to? A certain favor for a certain Baron with a certain curse?"

Haris

"My only pressing issue is getting a doughnut right now"

Peri is game for anything

If there are any treats prepared, Shel will purchase enough for everyone.

Overhearing the discussion of sugary treats, Novaria brings you to a private tasting room in the post next door and offers the finest pastries and sweets House Cartahegn has to offer, all free of charge. A few hours later, after gorging yourselves and sleeping off a food coma, you find yourselves back on the streets of Bloodcove, heading to the Sanguine Pit.

As you leave House Cartahegn, Peri drops character for a moment, garnering a few raised eyebrows from other patrons, but Novaria's personal farewell seems to dispel any real suspicions.

Cover checks
László Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17
Peri Diplomacy: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
Haris Diplomacy: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21
Shel Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14
Barlor Survival: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15
Yanos Disguise: 1d20 ⇒ 18

In the fading illumination of twilight you arrive at the Sanguine Pit. Built along a pier hanging over the river, the place is already crowded with patrons and gamblers.
The clamour of cheers and shouted bets drowns out any intelligible sounds in this large, crowded bar. A massive aquarium, fifteen feet on a side, dominates the room as a dog-sized lobster creature and a dark green, man-sized fish with fanged jaws circle one another, occasionally trading blows. Heady, pungent smoke fills the air, and the floor is slick with spilled drinks and seawater.
Near the central tank stands a well-dressed and well-rounded woman with raven hair. Towering over her, at seven feet tall, stands her idealized, amazonian reflection. Both women bear a curious glowing rune on their foreheads. The bookies clearly defer to the smaller woman, and everyone keeps their distance from her glamorous bodyguard.

I thought Bloodcove is part of the M.Expanse; but good you're on it.

Reread the faction mission. If it isn't clear enough make a knowledge (geography) check.

"I fear, my friends, that we may have to fight for the crowd's amusement if we wish to rescue the invalid." The Varisian scans the attendees, looking for guards.

Perception check: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20

"Well, she is but one of the poisoner's of Bloodcove's proverbial wells, so I have absolutely no issue preventing her from ruining other families as she is doing with Senzer's. That being said, we need to find a cure first and foremost so that we can move on to our true mission."

"Yep. Cure's what matters." Barlor adds, not really grasping how else to be helpful in this situation.

I vote sleep then interrogation.

Due to the number of other people in close proximity, Peri is pretty certain Sleep will not work in this situation.

not the spell way, the bashing heads way. lol

Oh. Then by all means, proceed. :)

"Anyone think asking her for it nicely would do any good?"

I was honestly just thinking of doing that as a joke. :)

"What do you say you and I just waltz right up and do that?" as he starts making his way to the woman.

"I was mostly being sarcastic, Yanos. But hey, crazier things have happened, I suppose. I've got your back.". Shel follows the interesting priest.

Mage armor on prior to entering here but not while I was resting at the sweet spot.

As Yanos approaches Ichon, her larger self steps forward with an imperious gaze, not quite between them but in a protective and quietly threatening manner. Though there are no other guards around, Ichon smiles with confidence.

Barlor decides to stay within 20ft of the two pathfinders eagerly stepping into trouble.

Hmmmm hope this works

"Hey Ichon, don't suppose we could talk to you about a private matter, away from this crowd, could we," Shel asks waiting to see exactly how Yanos plans on approaching her.

Ichon tilts her head to peer down at Shel, a response mimicked by the creature that shares her likeness. Up close, the differences are more apparent between them. Ichon is soft and plump with an almost petulant smile. She wears a chain shirt and carries a fine morningstar hangs from her belt. Her double is muscled, regal, and seems on the edge of violence, though she is both unarmored and unarmed.
Ichon continues to smile, but it is the large woman who speaks.
"No." She says.

mostly like "Fair enough. Fair enough. We heard you where a stupid, weak coward that could barely manage to hold what she's got. Figured we'd give you the benefit of the doubt.", with a shrugg to say "hey we tried". "So, we got this friend. Sad story, we not going to get into. Anyway, we need his help, to do some, you know, actual work, but problem is, he says your a b!$+#. Sorry, witch. Sort of standin' in the way, peddling you pityful drugs hoping that the Consortiam holds off on that thing for a little bit longer and you can get back in their good graces or whatever. So, we are here to beat the information of exactly what you used and how it is cured from you. If you had been less an absolute, total, abyssally fatal MORON, well at least you could have saved face in front of your minions. Seems that is not going to happen now, and for some reason, I seriously doubt there is a man in this room that doesn't have some sort of grudge, some debt, or some little bit of leverage from you that they might to vanish." And I'll wait until she starts to respond by a few word that I really don't care about before I cut her off with, "Oh, and Erastil is not impressed at all, by the way. He said to tell you to "grow up and get a real job".", shaking my head in a sort of disappointment.

Humming a silent tune, Haris moves away from the group, 'We were running with the night...Playing in the shadows...Just you and I, 'til the morning light...', moving inconspicuously through the crowd, towards the blind side of the two Ichons.

Stealth1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22

Not exactly what I expected. I need to remind Yanos what nicely means

Shel smiles despite herself. She didn't pull her dagger yet, but assumed the others were maneuvering into various positions. If they could keep her attention a bit longer, perhaps the others could get to the actual lady.

"Why don't you just give us the cure and we can be on our way. Easy peasy."

The smile falters, becoming a mix between curiosity and annoyance.

"Friends? Poison? What are you babbling about? I would have Bellu here toss you out, followed by your teeth, but I am not sure if I should laugh at a bad joke or take offense." She touches the arm of the other woman, indicating the name belongs to her.

Ichon intimidate vs Yanos: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

Bellu's beautiful perfect eyes glance at the crowd without expression. "The small one mentioned a cure. They must be here on behalf of the alchemist. Dello nok' uwah, invi."

Ichon looks sharply at Bellu. "You are here for Senzer's boy. Of course, I have a cure." She plucks a vial from a pouch on her belt. "But the cost would be quite high."

"And what is the asking price for this cure?"

Trying to blend in with the crowd Peri casts detect magic and keeps a close eye on the huge woman with the sigil on her head.

Bellu turns her disinterested gaze on Peri. "Uanah agish."

"Blood." Ichon grins, then suddenly pours the contents of the vial into her mouth.

Initiative Order: Yanos, Haris, Barlor, Bellu, László, Peri, Shel, Ichon

Anything magic from the detection on the previous round?

Attempting to make eye contact with Ichon, Peri begins swaying and gyrating her body, she chants a droning incantation.

Peri is casting Hypnotism if Ichon and Bellu do not get affected she will have whomever is attempt to apprehend Ichon and Bellu.

Total HD of creatures affected2d4 ⇒ (3, 4) = 7

Full round action, Will Save DC 20

Peri, there is magic in the area, but you were not able to hold the spell long enough to detect specifics. You are pretty sure Bellu noticed you casting, which likely instigated combat.

If it's mayhem that want- Haris grabs the nearest source of flame and sets a fuse to an oil flask, holding off the throw onto Bellu's head until the outcome of Peri's spell.

{full round action, defer, improvised weapon, ranged touch attack}

Just to be clear, Hypnotism takes 1 round to cast. It will complete on Peri's initiative in round 2. Haris is prepping a flask of regular oil with a fuse, which takes a full round action - he won't be able to throw it until next round on his initiative.

I'll swift action Enlarge Person, then actually cast Enlarge Person as a Full Round Action, while stepping back 5ft, hoping that my new position is just out of their reach even if they 5ft step to me. rolling my eyes. "Right. You actually have a cure. He also said to do something usefull with your life, but I imagine that to be a whole minute or two more, so I wouldn't trouble yourself with that part." now looking down at the smaller "Bellu" unimpressed.

I don't believe enlarge person, even the power & spell, stack.

Barlor casts Shillelagh on his club and moves in toward Ichon.

Clarification appreciated, but not needed this time ;)

Peri's gyrations continue.