DaWay's PFS First Steps (Group 1) (Inactive)

Game Master DaWay

Yes sorry. My phone deletes stuff and adds words all the time. Stupid autocorrect.

"There is a crate suspended underneath, as well as a large hole in the underside of the warehouse. Are any of you particularly skilled in swimming? And does anyone have some rope and a grappling hook? "

Zoltan gives one last frown at the door before turning his attention to the crate the group is now investigating. I can swim, not really my thing but, hells who can't swim?? The gladiator begins removing his spiked armor to facilitate a swim over to the crate.

Zoltan doesn't have swim ranks, but I don't think anyone does so he's as good as anyone in the party to go. So unless anyone objects he'll swim to the crate and attempt to lift himself up into the warehouse itself.

If it helps there are fishermen with boats. Just saying.

actions?

Are there any unused boats nearby??

There are fishermen out and about. I am sure they would be willing to loan you a dingy.

Shinkeer studies the lock for a moment. I think I might be able to blast the lock open with my musket.

Zoltan pauses just before removing his armor as others begin looking around for boats to take over. He then trots over to a nearby fisherman and says, Hey, uh, can we borrow your boat for just a second? We'd just take it to that side of that pelican there and back. Sound good?

Diplomacy Check: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11

"We will be glad to compensate you for your troubles. How does 5 silver sound?"

The elf murmurs, "Perhaps Brother Felinros should do the talking?"

The man who smells of alcholol says What's that. hic. Tell you what a gold and some more whiskey to get me through the day and you have a deal. He extends his hand but cannot seem to keep it in one place instead he and is hand are swaying like the waves.

"I can provide the gold easily enough. The spirits I defer to you, Brother. "

Arjunta offers a gold piece to the man.

Brother Felinros steps forward, "A gold and a drought from a priest of the Lucky Drunk? Are you letting us keep this little dinghy? Surly the whisky and the blessings of Cayden Cailean should be enough to loan the use of the little craft for a few moments?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

Sorry, was on a brief holiday with the family and access was worse than expected.

... and the man allows you the use of his "boat".

"Zoltan, lets go."

Tossing his shield into the boat, Arjunta climbs on and steadies the vessel for Zoltan.

"We will ascend the rope and open the warehouse from inside."

Gotcha, boss! Zoltan says enthusiastically to the Shoanti's directive. Can't wait to see what's in that chest!

alright lets get a ranged attack roll for the grappling hook, assuming you are able to pilot a row boat without a problem.

"Boss?..."

Arjunta refrains from further comment on the brawler's choice of words, focusing on the task at hand instead.

Take 10 Profession (sailor) = 11

Grappling hook throw 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Man the dice roller really hates Arjunta, huh?

you manage to get the boat in position unfortunately Arjunta did not compensate his throw with the tide and manages a toss that falls drastically short. He gathers the hook and rope back up in order to gain another throw.

1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18 try #2

"Hmph."

Giving a tug on the rope, Arjunta tests the hook's hold.

solid

Looks good, let's go. Zoltan waits for Arjunta to climb up, anchoring the rope for him. Afterward, he ties the rope to the boat and follows the fighter up into the pelican.

1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26 climb.

Arjunta readily scampers up the rope, moving into the room above as stealthily as possible.

1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11 stealth, 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26 perception.

Zoltan will Take 10 on the climb check, total of 15 should be fine on a normal rope climb. The gladiator alights in the interior of the pelican and looks around to see what he can see. Unlike his companion however, he makes no attempt at stealth.

Perception Check 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

Darkness fills the warehouse, the ambient light from outside blocked by a filthy, oily film on the structure’s few windows. Darting illumination comes from light reflecting off the water through a splintered hole in the floor. Throughout the warehouse, crates, boxes, and barrels lean against each other in vaguely sorted stacks. A lingering smell indicates some of the contents are certainly spoiled.

Perched in the middle of the hole, teetering on split planks, sits a large crate stamped with three crows arranged in a triangle—the very crate the group has come to find. Handholds cut into the stout wooden crate ring the rim. Other barrels, boxes, and crates sit stacked along the walls of the warehouse. Just inside the door sits a handful of crates and kegs of beer. Most of these smaller crates and barrels contain foodstuffs in various states of freshness. Some crates reek of rot. Stacks of simple coffins sit against the east wall. The rest of the crates stacked along the north and south walls contain simple sundries including, but not limited to beer, blocks of clay, coffee, coils of rope, dried fish, lead ingots, nails, nets, raw cotton, rough wool, spare sails, timber planks, various pulleys and tools, and cheap weapons.

"Let me provide some better lighting. "

Arjunta pulls his bullseye lantern, making sure it is closed to the narrowest beam before filling and lighting it with flint and steel.

Once lit, he plays the beam across the warehouse, trying to better see how the party may remove the crate clandestinely.

Vanyel keeps quiet and does not disturb the experts (or at least more expert than he).

Is the door to warehouse open yet?

Well, so far, so good, Zoltan looked across the room to the door of the pelican. With a quick look to ensure the crate was in no immediate danger of falling, the gladiator strides across the room and opens the door to the exterior.

Zoltan unlocks the door allowing the others to enter.

Now what to do about this pesky crate?

First things first. Anything else of value in the warehouse? Especially if relatively small & portable?

"Suggestions on how to move our item? Did anyone bring a wagon or cart with them?"

"Thank you, Zoltan.", greets the wizard as he steps into the stuff warehouse. Muttering some arcane words, the room brightens as the spear Mathias now bears shines with light.

Shinkeer walks into the warehouse and begins to inspect the surroundings.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14

There are many mundane things strewn about the warehouse. Pretty much any generic gear you may need.

Shinkeer you notice the crate you are looking for perched precariously on the edge over top of the huge ledge the warriors surely climbed up. On the other side of the hole is a grappling hook leading down to a boat.

Zoltan gives a mock bow and sweeping arm gesture in response to Matthias' greeting, then closes the door after the last group member enters. Thanks for the light, Fancy Pants, now can any of you brainy types do anything about the smell in here?

@DM: By "any generic gear you may need", do you mean any nonpmagical gear under a certain value? If so, what's the gp limit?

"Perhaps a new blade is in order...but let us first secure our prize."

Its not like you are finding a dungeoneering kit. But there are torches, bullseye lanterns, ropes, powder, I guess we will say under a 10 gp limit.

Brother Felinros looks around the room with a raised eyebrow. "Plenty of junk, but there is only one crate we are after. Maybe we rig up some of these ropes and wooden planks to pull it safely away from that hole?"

Not having any real idea how to do that, the good brother becomes distracted by the casks of beer and goes to examine them to see if the brew looks to be any good.

Vanyel eyes the precariously-balanced crate. "I am no engineer or architect, but it cannot be that difficult. Mathias? Place a rope across the hole and walk it across, pushing the crate off the edge?"

Untrained Knowledge (Engineering) check: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

Upon Vanyel's suggestion, the Chelishman looks around for anything to either pull or push the crate.
Perception: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (17) - 1 = 16

@DM: How big is the crate? Does it appear that Arjunta and Zoltan could simply get on both sides of it with firm footing and lift it?

Zoltan had initiated rummaging through random items, but became distracted when Brother Felinros began examining the alcohol. Hey padre, anything good over there. I'm feelin' a bit parched. The gladiator spared a glance over his shoulder at the wizards inspecting the crate. Me and the Shoanti can get that thing in a minute, don't you worry.

"I do not trust the edges of the hole, though. You would probably survive a short swim without trouble; the crate, though, may not."

Grinning, Brother Felinros serves up a blessing to anyone intersted, including himself.

"We have plenty of rope. Planks. Rolling objects. Let us fashion a pair or more of anchor lines, loop them over the crate, and secure to the far walls. If the rafters are strong, a weight dropped down the hole while tied to a rope and secured to the crate should lift it off the ground. A counter weight lift system, I believe it is called. Granaries and farmers use them to hoist heavy objects, as do butchers and hunters. "

As he speaks, Arjunta starts collecting rope coils, dowels, and heavy planks from the warehouse.

Ok Arjunta give me a knowledge engineering or intelligence check, your choice.

1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6 Intelligence check

Whelp...so much for that plan...

You can estimate that the crate is about 200 pounds and can probably be lifted/dragged by someone with agile enough feet.

Zoltan threw back a few large mugs of ale that Brother Felinros had procurred from the cask. Ahhh...Cayden Cailean's blessing is a good one! The gladiator then spent a moment watching Arjunta looking around the room with a puzzled expression, then shrugged and turned to the Caydenite priest. Well, time for me to go to work. Zoltan then walks over to the crate and will attempt to pull it back from the ledge onto safer ground to open.

Maybe an Acrobatics check for "agile feet"? 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

EDIT: Drinking before Acrobatics...not recommended.

alright Zoltan how about a reflex save to catch yourself before the fall into water.

As Zoltan is attempting to catch his balance...or take flight, your not quite sure which. Three rats the size of dogs come out.

Initiaive
Rats 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
Zoltan 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13
Arjunta 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19
Felinros 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (12) + 0 = 12
Vanyeal 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
Matthias 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
Shinkeer 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15

Arjunta you're up.