The box is indeed magical, it reads as abjuration and evocation.
Harboth:
Luckily Rachels spell took affect after the Imp was captured and stabbed, unfortunately it appears to have caught both Elwyn and Harboth, as well as the little imp. The small imp is jolted awake as the two very heavy halfbreeds collapse ontop of it, with a mighty effort the little beast takes to the air, it's eyes sharp on the box as it swoops down to grab it, raising to the air once again. Laughing at the two of you who are still awake.
"Hold on, Rachel,"
Jubei turns to the Paracountess and asks,
"Will you have anymore use of this imp, or shall we rid you of it? It may have been an insubordinate pet, but it is your pet after all."
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Jubei scowled in annoyance after realising the door behind them has been long shut. He then focused his attention to the apprent threat.
Option A:
Option B:
With a scowl of pain and disgust the little Devil begins to fly around the ceiling, you can tell from it's jerky movements that it's not doing well. From time to time it attempts to swoop down and lash out with it's stinger, but it seems to be avoiding you as much as possible "No, no no, you'll not get the box from me! I'll destroy it before I give it to Mistress, She can't be allowed to open it!" with that it swoops down toward Rachel, faster than you would have thought possible.
Sting—injury; save Fort DC 13; frequency 1/round for 6 rounds; effect 1d2 Dex
Jubei scowled in annoyance after realising the door behind them has been long shut. He then focused his attention to the apprent threat.
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Option A:
1d20 + 5; 1d10 + 3Option B:
1d20 + 3; 1d10 + 3
[ooc:] I didn't ignore you, I just forgot to type something. Your Brace attack did hit...[/ooc]
As the small Devil begins its climb back to the cieling to ready it's next swoop it is caught in Hannya's powerful swing, its poor tail nearly severed as it screams and throws the box at him. "Fine! fine, take the box...just please don't give it back to Mistress! Inside is a bag that allows its holder to summon and control my brothers. Think of it, hundreds of little Imps flying about this great city of yours, all under the control of Mistress!" he pleads, hoping that his hint towards the dangers of his kind roaming the city freely will sway you to not give over the contents of the box. "I'm not ready to return to the Hells, I give, the box is yours....just please, becareful with it's contents!" With that the little devil turns itself invisible once more....the drops of blood that sprinkle the floor as it moves to a far corner giving its position away.
Flying into the highest corner of the very high ceiling "I'm not going back to Hell just yet! it says. "You've got the box, go, give it back the Mistress, but when you have a thousand little Imps flitting about the city don't say I didn't warn you!" He says with sincerity. Some of you can sense that he isn't being entirely true, but not entirely a lie either. Your pretty sure that the box, however, is yours for the taking.
Harboth grunts, snorts, and swings his left arm lazily at something in his dream.
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Harboth grunts, grunts again a bit more forcefully, and lurches to his feet.
Whatthe? Whose? Which?
Remembering himself in short order, Harboth seizes the "letter opener" and moves into a ready crouch. Noticing that the imp does not appear to have the box anymore, he says to the group in general, Oh good, it looks like we have the box. Well done. What do you say we leave this pest for now? We can always come back and finish him off if that is what the Paracountess needs.
Well, looks like my spell may have had some, adverse affects on the group. I didn't think it would have affected them, but oh well. We got the box. I hope they end up performing better as we go along with these tasks...
The Paracountess looks at the box a bit wistfully before handing it back, "I believe you were sent to retrieve this, no?" see looks into the bedroom and sees the little devil peeking around the door frame, you can't tell if she is pleased or not to see it still on this plane of existance. You can, however, tell that she considers this audience complete as she rings a small bell to summon Aldor once again "Unless there is anything else I can help you with" she says to the group, her tone leaving little doubt as to what sort of help she'd like to give, "I'll bid you all good day" she says, reaching for the silver letter opener.
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A quick glance at your list of tasks reveals:
A man named Guaril Karela runs a curio shop in the Docs called the Pickled Imp. Go to him and fill his request as a favor to the Society. I believe it has something to do with a set of rare books.
Ollystra Zadrian requested aid and is expecting you at the Temple of the Shinging Star in the Ascendant Court. She needs someone to deliver a parcel of medicine and curatives to a needy orphanage and verify the character of the recipient.
Visit the offices of Osirian nobleman Drembhet Salhar in the Wise Quarter. The Pathfinder Society needs to obtain permission to delve the Salhar ancestral vaults beneath Sothis. He has made a verbal agreement, and your visit makes it official. You will receive an official charter and detailed maps. Do not embarrass the Society in this matter.
Chelish Paracountess Zarta Dralneen possesses an item loaned from the Vaults. Meet with her in her estate and the Ivy District and retrieve the item in her possession.
The trip to the Ascendant Court is an uneventful one as you make your way from the finery of the Ivy District and into the piety of the Ascendant Count. It takes very little time to find Sarenrae's Temple of the Shining Star. It takes very little time before you find yourself before Ollystra Zadrian. The tall human woman greets you with kindness and seems genueally happy to see you. "Thank the like of Sarenrae you have arrived! I Knew Ambrus would come through for us in the Silver Crusade. I desperately need you to bring medicine to an orphanage and let me know if the headmistress, Gilga Baltwin, is deserving of our charity. Since our quest began, the needy have clamored for our aid, and I suspect some are abusing our generosity. It may sound cruel, but there are plenty of dishonest people out in the world eager for easy gold."
"Do you know of the Silver Crusade? After discovering so many factions splintered the Society, a number of us banded together to proliferate the cause of charity and kindness using the Society's resources. As it is said, 'The Dawn brings new light' and I've made it my life's work to use our recent darkness to bring a new light to the world and to the Pathfinder Society."
"I apologize for straying off point. You will bring this parcel of medicine to Auntie Baltwin's Home for Recovery in the Eastgate district?" she asks of you finally.
"Thank you for looking into this matter," Zadrian says to you as she begins to walk you toward the door. "If there is nothing else I can do for you, please go with Sarenrae's blessing."
As you wander through the streets of central Absalom back towards the Grand Lodge as it towers over the Foreign Quarter toward the sleepy safe quarters of Westgate.
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[ooc]OOC: anyone else need to take care of anything before we get to Auntie Baltwin and her army of Dire Rugrats?
Once in dialogue with Auntie, will sense motive.
Nearly swarming with cats and children, this fine upper-class home appears to be clean and in good condition considering the number and ages of its inhabitants. Three young boys shoot marbles in the dirt near the side porch, and inside strewn toys and more cats lie about on the floors. A few children take care of chores, while coughs and sneezes softly erupt from the children's dormitories upstairs. An older woman greets you at the door with a grumpy "Yes, what can I do for you". You can only assume that this is 'Auntie' Baltwin as she doesn't introduce herself. After brief small talk she invites you into her front room to talk and to accept the small case, should you choose to leave it. Looking the small group over, she invites Rachel to sit in a comfy looking chair, to Elywn she reminds him to mind his fingers as she looks him up and down. Harboth gets a frown and a sharp word to wipe his feet and watch his grubby fingers in her home, and Hannya just gets coldly ignored.
Sense Motive check on players
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As others exchange pleasantries with Auntie Baltwin, Harboth cranes around to see what he can see.
Also, he wipes his feet and looks at his hands
They're not so grubby. F#&~ing humans, always looking at me like I'm some sort of monster. If she's doing anything to those kids, she'll find out just how much of a monster I am.
When they sit down to talk, Harboth tries to position himself so that he can smell Auntie's breath.
Auntie smiles are Rachel, "Ahhh good, we have been running low on medicines lately, always so many sick children to tend to." she says. "Always so kind of the Temple to donate to us, they have always been generous." she explains. As she sits chatting a plethora of cats come and go about the room, a few children also go up and down the stairs, some cleaning and doing household chores, others simply wandering the house.
"Oh no, the house is a mess, I'd hate to have you run around stumbling over the children's toys!" she replies, "Can I get you a tea, I can tell you about the house instead." She says, attempting to get this little interview over as soon as possible without being overly rude about it. She keeps watching Harboth to ensure he is behaving himself, while pointedly ignoring Hannya still. Elwyn she continues to watch, but otherwise appears to be okay with him. To Rachel she is the most outwardly friendly.