Leading a rousing chant in support of my companion!
The crowd enjoying the bloodsport lustily cheers along with Lorelei!
The tiger lets out a roar and tries to claw and bite Tal again.
"Come on, Tal! We're almost there!" Richard is unfortunately much too forceful.
Richard stares blankly at the scroll. "Hmpf! This thing is so complicated!"
Mera watches the ferociousness of the tiger and is surprised about how dangerous this creature is. She sings the final notes of her song and continues to provide defensive aid to Tal. "Get out of that, don't stay wrapped up with him!"
Richard and Mera keep offering Tal advice.
Tal knew he was in trouble. Yes Mera was giving him advice on how to tryo protect himself but it didn’t matter now that he was in the mouth of the large cat. Tal’s only hope was to put it down before the tiger could land another blow on him. To that end he focused on bring his sword around in 2 massive blows.
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His first swing had more power than accuracy but hopefully it would still connect. His second attack though was much more accurate. The question was could Tal hold on long enough to deliver 1 more set of blows.
AC 27 and cmb is 33.
The crowd roars in approval, but then they realize they all bet on Trax at which point they start to boo and throw things!
I will not give up my title! Thrax yells as he starts to cast a spell.
Lorelei whoops and hollers, shamelessly cheering for Raveen despite the crowds booing.
"Well done, Raveen!" He claps and pulls out a wand. "Get over here so I can heal you!"
Richard readies an action to heal Tal.
Tal quickly moves to Richard and Mera for some much needed healing. He lifts his shield up protectively to shield himself from any threats. Careful guys. We don’t know what he is going to do. This could get ugly quickly.
Tal gets some healing magic when suddenly a lemure appears in the cage with Richard, Mera and Girolamo!
Thrax casts another spell and is right in front of Tal!
That cup is mine! If you want it, you will have to pry it from my cold, dead hands!
The lemure tries to claw Mera and misses.
"Look out, Sir Raveen! A sore loser!"
"Tsk tsk, and summoning a lemure? Don't you know they're weak to silver?"
Relying on his Heroism and Mera's lingering tune, Richard draws his silver shortspear and advances!
"Bah, my aim is off! Sherix, an inspiring tune, please!"
"Sure thing, boss!" The bird flutters off Richard's shoulder and begins an inspiring tweet.
Tal stands victorious with his sword raised high. Yet he heard Thrax shout out and start casting another spell. Suddenly a lemure appeared in the cage and Thrax next to him. Not sure what to do at the moment Tal resorts to using the flat of his blade against the summoner. After all this was suppose to be Tal versus a summoned creature only. He would not want to be disqualified for taking out someone he was not suppose to.
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From her spot far off in the crowd, Lorelei stands up and tries to urge the audience to turn their ire against Thrax!
"CHEATER! YOU SUCK THRAX!! BOOOOOO!"
Even though Lorelei tries to change the crowds outlook, someone yells, If'n Thrax beats 'im an' da wormy beats tha otters, we still git paid! The crowd seems to agree with that assessment and continues to cheer Thrax.
Richard tries to hit the lemure, but jussst misses.
Sherix inspires courage.
Girolamo hears Richard mention that the thing is vulnerable to silver and tries to stab at it with his +1 Alchemical Silver Elven Branched Spear.
His spear leaves a deep, bloody hole in the lemure.
Mera casts a cure light wounds on Tal defensively.
Tal slaps Thrax with the flat of his blade.
Thrax tries to hit Tal with his quarterstaff, but misses.
The lemure continues to try and claw Mera
As Sherix continues to Inspire Courage, Richard tries to stab the lemure again!
"Well then! Hopefully my aim improved slightly, eh?"
Keep it up guys. The Lemure will fall quickly if you combine your efforts. Thanks Mera!
Tal then focuses on Thrax and brings the pain once again at the foolish caster. You should have stayed over there where you were safe.
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Give up THrax.
Noticing that Chammady seems very entertained that Thrax is attacking her allies, Lorelei continues attempting to sway the crowd against Thrax, while watching Chammady.
"YOU LOSE, THRAAAAX! BOOOOOO!"
Lorelei tries to rally the crowd but there is money on the line so they keep cheering Thrax.
Richard tries to hit the lemure, but is unable to.
Girolamo slays the lemure.
Tal continues to slap Thrax with the flat of his blade, which the crowd does find amusing, but not enough to forget the large amounts of money they have on Thrax.
Thrax, takes a step back and casts a stinking cloud defensively in order to get Tal and everyone in the cage.
In response to Tal he shouts, Never!
"Well, at least someone can aim."
"Ah, good for what ails you. Sherix, land on my shoulder, I will take over."
Holding onto his spear, Richard begins to Inspire Courage and steps out of the cloud.
Sherix lands back on Richard's shoulder, coughing and squawking haphazardly.
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Ignoring the fumes from the cloud Tal moves forward to press the assault.
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Not wanting to interfere in the match and get them all disqualified, Lorelei continues to boo at Thrax.
When Thrax falls, Rance hustles out and raises Tal's arm up. The winner of the Hellercaller's Cup-Raven!
You see two of Rance's thugs drag the bloody, unconscious Thrax away.
The crowd angrily starts to file out mumbling under their breath about 'Stupid Raven' and 'Stupid Thrax'. The consensus of the crows is that Thrax should have stuck with his lemures!
You all are ushered into Rance's office where he dutifully pays the 1% of the take and the money Tal made on wagering on himself.
Next month you will defending your title and the cup will you not? It. Will. Be. MORE EPIC!
"Congratulations, Tal!" Richard claps as Tal is declared the champion. "We'll have to watch our backs on the way out, an angry gambler or 3 may want to make sure we never return."
He is quick to use the Cure Light Wounds wand on Tal.
In Rance's office, Richard watches carefully. "Whether or not we do come back, we came for the statue. Correct, Master Raveen?"
Lorelei rejoins the others when she can.
"Congratulations, Sir!" she exclaims with a smile when she's rejoined with 'Master Raveen.' "You were amazing!"
After she's concluded her 'fawning' she nods at Richard. "Oh, yes. How scatterbrained of me! We were here to procure the bust for Master Raveen's collection."
When Thrax falls before him Tal sheaths his blade and steps up quickly to pick up the wizards spell component pouch and staff before throwing them behind him. Looking down at the fallen wizard Tal shakes his head. Told you to stay down. By then Rance was there claiming a victory and Tal was ready to leave the pit.
Richard was healing him from the wand and all Tal could manage was a weary sigh of thanks. Thanks to both you and Mera. The heroism and haste were quite timely as well as the inspirational singing.
In the office Tal waits till Lorelei is present before collecting his wages, winnings and the bust. Ah, about next month Rance...well I will have to see about that. After all I came here for a business deal in obtaining that art object. I don’t know what more you could offer to entice me back. But we shall see. That is a matter for the future though. Right. Ow now I think I wish to take my winnings, go buy a drink or two and rest for s bit.
Assuming that they are free to go Tal follows the others out of the Devildrome and back to the hideout. Once there he will divide the 1% and winning out among the others. He then sits back patiently and rests while the others examine the bust and use the candle upon it.
Mera congratulates Tal on his performance, "Amazing Raveen, simply amazing. I think you should consider Rance's offer of an encore next month. Hmmm?
Turning to Rance she winks, "I'll work on him darling, don't count us out yet."
One outside and clear of outsiders she drops the facade and rolls her eyes. "I never want to step foot in an establishment like that ever again. Appalling!"
Rance ponders for a moment. Bust...bust..Ah yes! The bust! I. Almost. Forgot.
He goes to the shelf, takes down the bust and hands it to Lorelei's open arms. Eh? A present for the lady?
He then goes to a locked chest and pulling a key from his pocket opens it. Five platinum for the take, and fifty gold for your wager.
Just then Chammady strolls in. While you have your safe open, Rance, I'll take my winnings!
Rance reluctantly counts out her huge winnings and slams the safe shut with a defeated thud.
Chammady looks around the room. Well done all of you...well most of you. her gaze stops at Lorelei. Looks like Mr. ah...Raveen.. isn't the only fighter in the group. The way the rest of you dispatched that lemure....I have seen Thrax win with only one lemure. You all are definitely ones to keep an eye on...
You are not sure if she meant that as a compliment.
Richard merely bows. As Chammady moves in, RIchard moves to intercept.
"As always, the pleasure is ours." Another bow for the lady.
What is this woman thinking?
Lorelei smiles sweetly at Rance. "Thank you, Lord Lucca."
As she checks it for authenticity Chammady strolls in. Lorelei continues with her inspection, completely ignoring the noblewoman, then nods at the others. . "Everything looks in order."
She places the bust inside her backpack and smiles at Raveen. "A fine piece for your collection, Sir."
She puts her backpack back on and stands behind her bosses Raveen and Mera. She waits patiently, like any loyal servant, with her head lowered to the ground.
Hmmm...Interesting reward. Why are you all so interested in a statue? Chammady asks.
Tal collects his reward and looks at the Take. Not what he was expecting but then again they were after the bust and the money was just bonus. As Chammandy makes it again obvious she knows more than she is letting on Tal deflects the conversations tomRichard and Mera. We worked as a team and stayed close for support. If Thrax would have done the same he might have been the victor.
Now if you will all be excuse us I have my collection to return to.
"Perhaps we can meet you at a later time to discuss Master Raveen's taste in art?"
Richard makes it clear to her they can't talk about it now. But somewhere more private?
Gods, this woman is going to ruin our ruse.
Mera throws her hands partially in the air as a warmth of excitement washes over her face. She steps in front of Tal to obscure her direct view of him and Lorelei. In an attempt to get the conversation away from the bust she plays on Richard's ploy. "Wonderful idea! After the art I'd absolutely die for a personal tour of your estate. I bet the assortment of wine at your disposal is quite formidable, I'd absolutely love to inspect your fine collection.
Gods Tal, get moving already!
Chammady looks a you with a bemused grin as you all try to hastily leave.
Until we meet again! She calls after you, And we will!
You are able to get to the hideout without any issues and Arael leads to to your favorite room and closes the door for privacy while he gets you food and drink.
Richard pets Sherix and feeds her some seeds, before breathing a sigh of relief. "That went much better than the devil house. But that woman, Lady Chammady... she's quite the social animal. I would love to know more about who she is and why she was so interested in us..."
Sherix gives him a look, and he looks back. "For the mission's sake, Sherix. She's probably reporting back to her superiors about us."
Back at the hideout, Lorelei pulls the bust out of her backpack and places it on a table.
She scoffs at Richard and rolls her eyes. "She's nosy. And nosy is trouble. Particularly when coupled with vast amounts of wealth and power." With a smirk she adds a teasing, "You should keep your distance, lover boy."
Lorelei turns her attention back to the bust and gives it a serious look.
"Hello, Venture-Captain Aegir Ghalfini... I hope you're ready to talk.'
Looking over her shoulder she asks, "Who's got the grave candle?"
Then she turns, leans her butt against the table and crosses her arms. "We need to decide what to ask him. The location of Cutlass Cove, of course, and how to access the cache there. But, what else? Thoughts?"
"Ghaelfini is the one who ordered Delvehaven closed in the first place. He might know what happened to Loremaster Liriam and Bisby. He also should have knowledge of Delvehaven's defences and how to access its vault... He fought alongside Coriana against House Thrune after that. Before he was killed and ended up a decoration."
Tal nods at Lorelei. You have a good grasps of what we need to know. If you wish to take point on the questions to ask and the follow up questions as well then go ahead. You have that inquisitive side of you so use it to your fullest.
Mera observes Lorelei's remarks with curiosity. Leaning against the wall she adds, "I have nothing additional to add, but I must admit Lorelei that you possess quite the investigative personality. I do love how your mind is able to quickly ascertain the appropriate questions to be asked."
Changing subjects she adds, "I concur with our nosy friend. She let on that she knows our dirty little secret and somehow I fear we have not heard the last of her. Perhaps we can put some of our associates into digging into what is going on with her to determine whether there is an angle there that we should be concerned with."
Looking around for a beverage she adds, "It wouldn't surprise me if her showing up there was not by accident and she is deliberately crossing our paths for a reason."
Lorelei smirks. "I'd be a shi**y reporter if I wasn't."
She digs around in her backpacks for some paper, ink and an ink pen, and places them on the table beside the petrified head. She digs around for the grave candle and places it on the table as well. "Here goes nothing."
She looks around to make sure everyone's ready, then she lights the grave candle, dips her ink pen in the ink, and sits down, prepared to transcribe the head's responses to their questions.
"Where is Cutlass Cove, and how do we gain access to the hidden Pathfinder cache located there?"
The candle is lit and like before a visage appears in the smoke. What a horrid existence I have had. Not dead, but not alive. Before I answer your questions, please after this, find a way for my spirit to rest! Cutlass Cove is located at the tip of the small peninsula east of Westcrown, about a quarter mile from Delvehaven and Rego Sacero’s eastern shoreline. A few small buildings dot the coast there, but for the most part Cutlass Cove is uninhabited, a site long used by smugglers, pirates, and others who need a convenient nearby but relatively isolated cove in which to conduct their illicit business. The rise of the House of Thrune and the strength of the Chelish navy in recent decades has seen such use of Cutlass Cove drop drastically, in part due to the fact that, at the behest of the city government, Ilnerik Sivanshen sent some of his shadowy monsters to this cove to haunt it after dark and to keep smugglers from utilizing the cove as a staging point for crimes. Perfect hiding place for our cache! You need a wayfinder to find the cache and a gods awful poem called 'Cugney's Wedding'. Are there any of my fellow brother and sister pathfinders still around?
Tal listens intently but does interject at for fearing to stop the figment from speaking. However he is intrigued by 2 things. The first was how does one out a petrified head to rest? Hopefully Lorelei would save a question at the end to aid the poor man’s soul. The second and most important was what if any connection is there between Ilnerik. shadow monsters, and the shadow demons that haunted their nights?
Lorelei opens her mouth to ask her second question, but stops. She narrows her eyes at the apparition.
"I want to hear all about Ilnerik Sivanshin and his shadowy monsters. What can you tell me about him and his beasts?"
As he answers, Lorelei compares his information to what she knows about our local shadow beasts, very curious if they seem to be the same thing.
"Of course we will grant you eternal rest."