This is a report of the notable archaeological items discovered in the lost colony of Taldor—estimated to have been established shortly after the founding of Corentyn in 1520 ar—uncovered by the Athenaeum in Kharijite.
Item 1: Ancient broken Taldan clay pots.
Item 2: A ruined building manufactured in ancient Taldan style.
Item 3: Four Taldan statues depicting the founders of the colony.
Item 4: Two golden lion statues.
Item 5: A large statue of the god Abadar.
PLAYER HANDOUT #2: OPENED LETTER:
PLAYER HANDOUT #3: INTERROGATION REPORT:
Inmate: P66742—Niara Cremden
Identification: Female human
Occupation: Maintenance at Aspis headquarters
Plaintiff: Ianareth Alazario
Charge: Unlawful communication of inside trade information discussed between the plaintiff and the inmate’s employer
Information: Successful interrogation—inmate admitted having overheard the plaintiff state that Aspis agent Kitio Aspenthi would be performing covert operations in Aspenthar for the foreseeable future at the organization’s behest. Inmate acknowledged being in violation of her employment contract by sharing this information with parties other than registered Aspis agents and collaborative contractors (i.e. the plaintiff).
PLAYER HANDOUT #4: INTERROGATION REPORT:
Inmate: P66759—Raleri Zetryl
Identification: Female human
Occupation: Ship laborer (suspected Pathfinder agent)
Plaintiff: Ianareth Alazario
Charge: Willful disruption of a lawful exchange organized by the plaintiff between her affiliated organization (i.e. Aspis Consortium) and a contracted third party (i.e. Order of the Rack)
Information: Unsuccessful interrogation—inmate expired before confession could be obtained. Original exchange between the interested parties (i.e. transfer of one Bell of Obedience from the Aspis Consortium to the Order of the Rack) resolved normally.
PLAYER HANDOUT #5: GENEALOGICAL RECORDS:
Last documented Davian figurehead: Lannavia Davian, Duchess of the southern Hellcoast and matriarch of her House
Lineage: One male heir, Hekerius Davian
Following the Battle of a Hundred Kings in 4639 AR. House Davian suffered almost complete annihilation at the hands of their empowered rivals, House Thrune. Davian properties were seized and redistributed among Thrune loyalists, family histories were destroyed in Clarity Pyres, and all potential heirs to Davian lands were executed.
Historian’s Note: Evidence suggests that Hekerius Davian was adopted into House Dralneen, a minor noble house loyal to Thrune, in the event that hereditary claim to the southern Hellcoast were ever disputed. If my sources are accurate, the late Hekerius Dralneen and Hekerius Davian are one and the same, meaning that Hekerius’s only legitimate child— Paracountess Zarta Dralneen—is the last remaining heir to the Davian title and estate.
lol. Nice Oggil
Oggil despite the swarm slaps Thorn silly, breaking her nose and knocking her out with a strike to her temple. As she falls, Magni succeeds in burning his assailant who drops and rolls in vain to put out the fire.
Thorn falls heavily onto the floor, her head bending at unnatural angle as it hits the floor with a loud thud.
Samidanach's inflicted wounds takes the fight out of his for as the hired helps both notice Thorn down. It doesn't take them long to surrender to the victorious party.
If the party is gracious and merciful, the thugs run and never looks back.
Found on the Signifier:
By the authority vested in the Imperial Ministry of Historical Accuracy by Her Infernal Majestrix, Queen Abrogail II of the Thrice-Damned House of Thrune, Signifer Iluvia Thorn is hereby authorized to apprehend the suspected traitor Zefiro Balinger, to question his known associates, and to confiscate any unlawful items found within the Museum of History in Corentyn. Zefiro Balinger and any evidence are to be delivered into the custody of the Sirmium bureau of the Imperial Ministry of Historical Accuracy.
– Inspector Lusarious Deckland
It should be clear from the sounds of concern and alarm outside that
the conflict in the museum did not go unnoticed, and a far larger force of guards may be on its way. What ever search you wish to do now should be done and swiftly before making yourselves scarce.
Dwarven monk-8; HP 76/76; Re-roll@+3(+6 FJC) 1/1; Stunning Fist 8/8 (DC18); Ki 8/8; Wand CLW 38/50; AC 20(24 w/mage armor; Fort +10(+12 vs poison); Ref +10(evasion); Will +12;Extra +2 vs spells, +4 vs enchantments; Init +4; Perc +16
"As the fish might say as the net closes around it... It may be better to be gone." notes Oggil.
He'll quickly rifle the Signifier, and remove her orders.
"As the foot hills close the climber, so will the loss of her orders slow down the signifier."
Dashing to the study in which they first met Zefiro, Samildanach looks to see if he can find anything of use to them in their current predicament. Reaching his desk, the ex-pirate rifles through whatever papers have been left untouched by the Hellknight scum.
perception:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13
"Well, best to get out of here before all the Chels rush this place!"
"Let's search this place and be quick about it! By the sound of it Thrune's bootlickers are not far from this place and I don't fancy having to explain thrashing this scumbag and her henchemen to them..." says Magni quickly searching the study...
Heading swiftly to Zephiro's office, before more unwanted attention arrives.
Bookshelves and display cases stand in the corners of this large office. An oaken desk sits in the middle of the room with large windows set in the wall on either side of it. Doors to the south open to a raised terrace, and a large painting of Abrogail II hangs on the north wall.
Assuming Take 10
The party finds a secret latch that leads into yet another room with several bookshelves, a desk, and a display case in this cramped room. To the left stands a statue of Aroden.
Among other things, the PCs can find an early (and now publicly redacted) diary filled with tales of infernal war crimes committed by Thrune, an Aspis Consortium cargo manifest for a shipment from Taldor to Khari, and Zefiro’s holy Arodenite scriptures. The party also identify key records that the Pathfinder Society would want preserved, and the decision made to then smuggle these out of Cheliax before the Order of the Rack discovers and destroys them.
Zefiro Balinger’s arrest and imprisonment casts a dark shadow over Cheliax’s new relationship with the Pathfinder Society, especially as the new evidence that you, the party, have brought to light shows new ways in which the infernal empire hoped to reshape their national narrative by falsifying its past. If Taldor ever founded a colony so deep into Rahadoum, Ibhir is not it. The party board a ship out of Corentyn before authorities are able to connect them to the museum incident.
Back in Absalom, Master of Swords Marcos Farabellus can barely restrain his fury at Cheliax’s duplicity and use of the Society as a cat’s paw to validate Chelish lies. He sends for Ianareth Alazario, the new liaison from Cheliax, only to find that she has slipped away from the Grand Lodge to “attend to pressing business abroad.” Farabellus assures the party that although Cheliax may be more powerful than their organization, the Society won’t suffer this indignity with a smile. He cryptically advises the PCs to remain in Absalom and await further word about a daring mission he has only just begun to plan—one to save the Society’s ally who has paid the greatest price for Cheliax’s villainy: Zefiro Balinger.
The captain’s quarters aboard the Hornet’s Nest sits in uncomfortable silence. The normally composed Zarta Dralneen awkwardly shifts in her chair, repeatedly glancing across the room at a stocky halfling with short salt-and-pepper hair and practical black clothing. Between them stands Venture-Captain Dennel Hamshanks, the ship’s captain, who seems relieved to have other visitors.
“Welcome, agents,” Hamshanks announces. “My other guests have already skipped the social niceties, so I don’t see why we need to start now. Zefiro Balinger, a Corentyn museum curator and ally of the Society, has been abducted by agents of House Thrune on charges of ‘treasonous misinformation’—which is to say the heretical preservation of unedited Chelish histories. The Decemvirate cannot afford to lose such a valuable asset, nor can it allow these documents to be thrown onto a ‘clarity pyre,’ but Cheliax would love nothing more than to do exactly that.”
Hamshanks pauses as if waiting for someone else to pick up the conversation, then clears his throat at the distracted Zarta.
Zarta snaps to attention. “Pathfinders discovered that Zefiro has been taken to Ostenso. His prison is called the Bloody Nail, a facility where political enemies disappear for interrogation and punishment. Trying to spring a captive from a high-profile prison in the heart of a major Chelish city would normally be suicide, yet that is our only remaining option.” Zarta’s expression sours slightly, and she glances at the halfling again before muttering, “Fortunately, I know someone who specializes in such suicide missions, yet curiously always seems to come back alive.”
The halfling smirks at Zarta, hopping to his feet. “Please, Zarta, the pleasure is all mine. The name’s Tamrin Credence, longtime Bellflower and master of coming back alive. The lovely paracountess laid out your situation for me. Luckily enough, liberating Chelish prisoners is a favorite hobby of mine, so it looks like we’ll be working together on this project. “Infiltrating the Bloody Nail won’t be a picnic, but it seems my luck hasn’t deserted me yet. Turns out tomorrow is Loyalty Day, a national holiday celebrating House Thrune’s oppressive regime and
those who willingly agree to be oppressed by it. Citizens are required to attend the festivities, and since Ostensons aren’t exactly known for their docility, that means lots of guards in the streets keeping order. Those extra guards have to come from somewhere, meaning we’re looking at a short-staffed prison detail stuck working a holiday.
“So here’s the plan: we march up to the Bloody Nail looking all intimidating. I’ve still got some clout with Ostenso’s guards from back when I worked for the Consortium, so I’ll convince the lead interrogator to bring some of his guards with me to deal with a Loyalty Day ‘emergency.’ Fortunately for him, I’ve brought some of my own agents—that’s you—to cover for him and his soldiers while we’re away. Knowing Chelish prison administration, he’ll agree as long as one of his lackeys can supervise you. I’ll keep the interrogator distracted long enough for you to get the lay of the land, ditch your babysitter, break in, get what we came for, and get out before anyone smells a rat. We’ll meet back at the southernmost docks of the Custodisce Break and sail for Andoran. Easy enough?”
Nithrun:
Zarta is certain that the new Chelish liaison to the Society—Ianareth Alazario, whom the PCs met in Part 1 of this series—is somehow behind Zefiro’s abduction, and she wants the PCs to uncover whatever damning evidence about Ianareth they can find in the Bloody Nail. She specifically wants anything that ties Ianareth to House Thrune (or another rival organization) and anything that connects her to opposing the Society’s interests or harming its agents.
Feeling more at home on the Venture Captain's rocking ship than stationed in the Grand Lodge whilst awaiting an unknown task, Samildanach keeps his eyes on the Halfling, sure he recognised him from somewhere.
"We're working with Snakes on this? Sure we can trust him?" he asks outright, wishing to get that off his chest, knowing that Magni would ask it even less diplomatically. "What do we know of this fortress?"
"Yesterday's enemy might be today's friend. But more to the point we work with the tools we are given... and more to the point Zefiro Bellinger needs our help and we are owed some compensation for the betrayal we suffered at Chelish hands!" says Magni in his usually belligerant tone.
"Anything else we need to know about Otenso and this prison?" he adds.
Tamrin smacks his knees as he laughs.
"I know all too well the likley questions you'll ask. Haven't met a pathfinder team that doesn't ask questions yet."
He hands over a parchment. Grins as if expecting some form of reaction from the person who takes it and reads.
Q&A:
What kinds of defenses should we expect?
“I don’t know any details, but the guards will, so ask nicely. My hunch is you’ll see traps, locks, and anything else that doesn’t
require steady pay.”
What if the interrogator just tells you to use us to handle
the emergency?
“Since you aren’t local law enforcement, you wouldn’t carry as much authority as Ostenson guards. I can simply say I trust him and his staff to handle the situation more effectively.”
How do we ditch our supervisor?
“Try dropping a hint to Krima. She’s a Bellflower plant at the Nail, so if you can tip her off and get her to switch jobs with your supervisor, you’ll have free run of the joint. If that doesn’t fly, charm him, drug him, knock him on the head— whatever works.”
Is violence an option?
“Do what you have to do, but if the interrogator returns to a charnel house, he’ll mobilize the guards faster than you can wipe the blood off your swords. If that happens, better hope you can beat feet to the docks faster than all of Ostenso’s law enforcement on high alert.”
What if the interrogator comes back?
“I’ll keep him occupied for as long as I can, but no promises for a timeframe. If he comes back early, get to the docks as fast as possible. My advice? When the guards are spread this thin, it’s tricky for them to pursue fugitives while also doing damage control. It’s a holiday. Teach the Chelish how to party.”
Are you asking us to break the law?
“In Cheliax, ‘the law’ means brutally crushing any dissenting voices, quashing individuality, rewriting history, and paying lip service to a government that took control by selling itself to Hell. Good laws help people. Bad laws destroy good people like Zefiro. If you’re worried about breaking laws, just break the bad ones.”
Wait, you worked for the Aspis Consortium?!
“In a past life yes, before I learned they were funding the slave trade as rigorously as they were my Bellflower activities. The Consortium loves to have its cake and eat it too.” Do you and Zarta know each other? “Our interests have converged more than once. Historically, our respective goals have been, shall we say, mutually exclusive, but it seems that this time we’re on the same side for once. I understand the paracountess has an appetite for unlikely bedfellows, but I doubt this is what she had in mind.”
What is the Bellflower Network?
“Cheliax loves keeping halfling slaves because they’re cheap to feed, work hard, and are easy on the eyes. Bellflowers believe that we halflings can do all that and more if we’re free, and the Network helps smuggle the enslaved to better, freer lands.”
Taking the prchment from Nithrun, the Half-orc gives Tamrin a bemused look before reading through the notes. If only all of these briefings were so thorough, usually you have to twist the knife to get a tidbit. he thinks to himself, Genuinely impressed. Reading the part regarding slavery he shakrs his head in clear disgust, he had changed much since meeting his enigmatic captain.
"Well seems simple, though so far these have never been so. We can pretend to be guards and the like, but subterfuge is not our forte, still Zefiro is alright if a tad jumpy." Samildanach growls as he finishes the note and hands it on to Magni. "Sure you can read Dearf? Some big words there." he jokes.
Magni refuses to read the notes:"I don't need charming words written on goat skin. Have no fear that when the time comes I'll be able to discern the truth about your character..."
Dwarven monk-8; HP 76/76; Re-roll@+3(+6 FJC) 1/1; Stunning Fist 8/8 (DC18); Ki 8/8; Wand CLW 38/50; AC 20(24 w/mage armor; Fort +10(+12 vs poison); Ref +10(evasion); Will +12;Extra +2 vs spells, +4 vs enchantments; Init +4; Perc +16
"Just as pulling wings off the flies is wrong, no matter what the law says, so is imprisoning scholars who seek only the truth." notes Oggil.
"Have you any suggested routes by which we may like a hare, make tracks, to the docks should be situation arise? "
He looks around. "Are any of you able to charm our host, or must we reort to drugs or knocking him on the head?"
Magni senses that though Tamrin is willing to help, he can't help but get the additional feeling that the halfling is hopeful for aid.
Responding to Oggil, he pauses unsure how to answer the dwarf's strange posse.
"I'll delay for as long as I can within my abliites but I am confident that you'll make your way to the docks with all haste."
If the party has no further questions, the halfling springs into action!!
After outfitting the you with bronze Aspis Consortium badges, Tamrin leads the party aboard the Queen Gale, a merchant vessel that sometimes assists the Bellflower Network in transporting both people and goods. The Queen Gale smuggles the PCs into Ostenso Harbor the next day, where Tamrin hastily leads them through Dockside’s winding streets. Dozens of guards oversee the construction of stages, the hanging of banners, and the steering of extravagantly decorated floats in preparation for the upcoming Loyalty Day events.
Despite the spectacle, Tamrin wastes no time bringing the party to a rectangular stone building capped with an octagonal pyramid. Each side of the pyramid bears the painted image of a red nail, though rain has made the paint run, so rivulets of red stain the roof and make the image appear to be bleeding.
Knowledge (Religion) or (Planes) DC 20:
As is common with many state buildings, Asmodean symbols are common here, though the building is actually dedicated to Dispater, Hell’s greatest jailor and lord of that plane’s second layer. In deference to Asmodeus, Dispater’s unholy symbol of a red-crowned spike piercing a golden ring tends to be covered by easily moved Asmodean artwork like wall hangings and plaques.
Tamrin instructs the party to wait outside, then disappears into the building for nearly half an hour. He returns accompanied by a retinue of soldiers, led by a lanky interrogator with manacles at his belt. Tamrin gestures to the party, prompting the interrogator to size them up. The interrogator beckons to one of his guards
"You look suitable for the simple task at hand. This is Galvar and he is in charge while we go and handle this Gentle halfling's emergency. You are not allowed to go anywhere or touch anything without Galvar's Permission and supervision or there'll be Hell to pay."
Tamrin flashes the party a subtle wink before leading the interrogator and his soldiers into the city.
Once he has done so, Galvar visibly relaxes and welcomes the party inside.
"Now that that's done, here." he pauses and stands up straighter .
"Welcome and enter these halls." Once that is done and you have all entered.....
"Although I'm in charge, I'm sure that you're all just as unhappy about having to “play security guard” on a holiday as I am about needing to play chaperone. Today the guards are just keeping their heads down until they can go enjoy the festivities in town so let's try to get along."
PFS #222040-1 Male Halfling Bard 2 HP 17/17 | AC 19/15/15 | Fort 3 Ref 8 Will 4 (+2 fear, +4 well versed) | Init +6 | Perc +6 | CMB +0 CMD 14 | Rapier +2 1d6 | Lightbow +6 1d6 (+1/+1 PBS) | Performance 1/9 | Spells L1 3/3 DC 14
Knowledge (religion):1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9
Nithrun accepts Tamrin's command unquestioningly, and tries to move as little as possible until he is told to enter the halls. To Galvar's comment, he answers, "I'm sure we will do just that."
Dwarven monk-8; HP 76/76; Re-roll@+3(+6 FJC) 1/1; Stunning Fist 8/8 (DC18); Ki 8/8; Wand CLW 38/50; AC 20(24 w/mage armor; Fort +10(+12 vs poison); Ref +10(evasion); Will +12;Extra +2 vs spells, +4 vs enchantments; Init +4; Perc +16
"The water-carrier must know the way to the well, before they can carry the water." notes Oggil.
Nothing the puzzled expression on the mans face, he elaborates. "Could you give us a quick run-down of the area, so we know where to find the various important people?"
"Really no one of much importance. Really. Actually." Galvar grins.
You may now explore the map though you'll have a 'companion' following you.
Place yourself in A1.
Four statues of snarling hounds stand in the corners of the Nail’s entrance hall. A red rug covers much of the floor, although stone peeks through the holes worn in the severely trodden carpet.
Dwarven monk-8; HP 76/76; Re-roll@+3(+6 FJC) 1/1; Stunning Fist 8/8 (DC18); Ki 8/8; Wand CLW 38/50; AC 20(24 w/mage armor; Fort +10(+12 vs poison); Ref +10(evasion); Will +12;Extra +2 vs spells, +4 vs enchantments; Init +4; Perc +16
"I am especially curious to see the interrogation rooms.." says Oggil.
Stepping into the Red Nail, Sanildanach glances around at the rather Gothic decor favoured by the Chels. Knowing better than to bring up his dislike of the country to obvious patriots he keeps his tongue during the introductions.
"I know what you you mean Galvar, nothin' worse than pulling the short straw on a holiday eh?" Samildanach grunts, matching the guard's aigh. "Still, we will keep this as painless as possible, at least for us eh? A quick tour would be welcomed so we can help out if needed."
One guard in the entry way, is there anyone else with us beside Galvar in the other rooms? Btw I don't see this guard on the map nor Samildanach, knowing who's where could be vital here
My bad, if someone could copy me over that would be grand, if not I can do it when i get home ^^
Samildanach follows the pressed upon guard as he fires off the descriptions to each room and mentally takes note of them for later. Nodding to their chaperone he shrugs his broad shoulders and let's out a theatric sigh.
"I know it is a pain, but the boss'd skin us if we didn't take this serious." he explains sullenly, aounding like he doesn't really want to trouble him. "If you could show us the rooms, you know just in case we need to help out?"
Quick Summary:
A1 - Entry way; 1 Guard
A2 - Halls; 4 Guards
A3 - Staff Lounge; 5 Guards
A4 - Barracks; 3 Guards
A5 - Staff Storage; Doesn't bring you in.
A6 - Facility Storage; Doesn't bring you in.
A7 - Archives; 1 Guard
A8 - Office; Doesn't bring you in
A9 - Vault; Doesn't bring you in.
A10 - Prison; No guards that you can see here
A11 - Interrogation Room; Doesn't bring you in.
Though Galvar is amiable about shwoing you the place, he doesn't do much other then nod to other guards that you meet on duty. There are some rooms where he briefly explains what they are but doesn't bring you in. If asked, his reply would be "Not a high enough authority to enter."
Dwarven monk-8; HP 76/76; Re-roll@+3(+6 FJC) 1/1; Stunning Fist 8/8 (DC18); Ki 8/8; Wand CLW 38/50; AC 20(24 w/mage armor; Fort +10(+12 vs poison); Ref +10(evasion); Will +12;Extra +2 vs spells, +4 vs enchantments; Init +4; Perc +16
"Our thanks for the guided tour. Shall we patrol this corridor while you take a break?" offers Oggil.
As they patrol through and check out the Place, Samildanach will make a habit of introducing themselves to the other guards that pulled the sorry duty on the festival day, though he simply calls himself 'Sam' when asked. He listens out for the other Guard's names attempting to find the Bellflower agent. If none of them introduce themselves he nods at Oggil's suggestion.
"Yeah seems simple enough and we will avoid the no access areas. You put your feet up mate and leave the work to us, gottaa get some bonus on a holiday eh?"
Ok, but can you show where the guards are on the map?
The Position of the guards aren't shown on the map, It is assumed that the Party would explore the place and encounter the gaurds as they explore. I could show an estimated placement if that's what you want.
TO go anywhere without your 'escort' will take some work though."
Samildanach and Oggil despite their kind words fail to convince their escort of their independance.
"Oh no, I've being given the task to be your liasion and your liason I'll be till everyone is back." he grins in an easy going manner.
Samildanach though notes the guard named Krima could be their contact but talking to her while with Galvar around might prove tricky.
Samildanach takes note of Krima and gives her a firm handshake, thinking about their escort's presence however he isn't sure he has the necessary subterfuge skills to pass on any sort of hidden message, that was the Captain's strength not his. Back in the hall he shrugs at the reply as if expecting it.
"Yeah, that's fine, don't want you getting into any trouble yeah? Just tryna make your life a little easier." he smiles at Magni's suggestion. "Yeah, any place we can all go and get to know each other, bet the Halfling's got some cards on 'im"
Dwarven monk-8; HP 76/76; Re-roll@+3(+6 FJC) 1/1; Stunning Fist 8/8 (DC18); Ki 8/8; Wand CLW 38/50; AC 20(24 w/mage armor; Fort +10(+12 vs poison); Ref +10(evasion); Will +12;Extra +2 vs spells, +4 vs enchantments; Init +4; Perc +16
"Why is the interrogation room in the middle of where the prisoners are kept?" asks Oggil.
"Would that not mean you must walk through the prisoners to get there? "
Unfortunately, there is no place where there are no guards as Galvar always follows you.
I could give hints if needed. Just a wis or Int check would do.
Oggil does not see any prisoners as Galvin does not bring you in.
"Ah No matter." the increasingly infuraiting Galvar waves off Nithrun's concerns. It seems that getting rid of your shadow may well prove the most difficult of your tasks! He seems intent and determined to not be shaken off by mere words or actions!
Dwarven monk-8; HP 76/76; Re-roll@+3(+6 FJC) 1/1; Stunning Fist 8/8 (DC18); Ki 8/8; Wand CLW 38/50; AC 20(24 w/mage armor; Fort +10(+12 vs poison); Ref +10(evasion); Will +12;Extra +2 vs spells, +4 vs enchantments; Init +4; Perc +16
"The bird returns to its nest to rest, is there being such a place for us?" he asks as he continues to patrol the circular corridor.
If not, then Oggil will wait until Galvin is the furthest away from the other guards and distracted by someone elses question, and then hit him with a stunning first from behind, hopefully with flanking. I will do NL damage though. If anyone else comes up with a better idea first, then more than happy to go with it.
stunning fist attack, hopefully with flanking:1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 7 + 2 = 10 NL damage:1d6 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9 and Fort DC 15 or stunned.
PFS #222040-1 Male Halfling Bard 2 HP 17/17 | AC 19/15/15 | Fort 3 Ref 8 Will 4 (+2 fear, +4 well versed) | Init +6 | Perc +6 | CMB +0 CMD 14 | Rapier +2 1d6 | Lightbow +6 1d6 (+1/+1 PBS) | Performance 1/9 | Spells L1 3/3 DC 14
If Oggil doesn't end up attacking, I could try to make a distraction with mage hand and/or ghost sound. Is there anything in the area to make fall, or something of the sort?
Well the best place to likely do this maybe the Archives......... or somewhere like....
A1 - Entry way; 1 Guard
A2 - Halls; 4 Guards
A3 - Staff Lounge; 5 Guards
A4 - Barracks; 3 Guards
A5 - Staff Storage; Doesn't bring you in.
A6 - Facility Storage; Doesn't bring you in.
A7 - Archives; 1 Guard (likely your contact)
A8 - Office; Doesn't bring you in
A9 - Vault; Doesn't bring you in.
A10 - Prison; No guards that you can see here
A11 - Interrogation Room; Doesn't bring you in.
Dwarven monk-8; HP 76/76; Re-roll@+3(+6 FJC) 1/1; Stunning Fist 8/8 (DC18); Ki 8/8; Wand CLW 38/50; AC 20(24 w/mage armor; Fort +10(+12 vs poison); Ref +10(evasion); Will +12;Extra +2 vs spells, +4 vs enchantments; Init +4; Perc +16
Dang, guards everywhere. I don't want to blow our contact. Do the guards all stick together in the halls, or do they walk around in pairs or singularly? Another option maybe to colour spray a group if anyone has that.
Dwarven monk-8; HP 76/76; Re-roll@+3(+6 FJC) 1/1; Stunning Fist 8/8 (DC18); Ki 8/8; Wand CLW 38/50; AC 20(24 w/mage armor; Fort +10(+12 vs poison); Ref +10(evasion); Will +12;Extra +2 vs spells, +4 vs enchantments; Init +4; Perc +16
Right, Oggil will launch his attempt to stun the man in A6 the Facility Storage (which presumably we had to go through to get to A7?
The guards tend to stay in their respective areas though any commotion would likely sound the alarm. All in Favor of Facility Storage where you take care of Nurse Galvar?
Plan sounds fine, we are gonna have to do it, Casting sleep is a full round action of talking crazy arm movements etc. Stunning fist/ sleep will be quicker.
Talking to Galvar, Samildanach tries to keep the guard's attention focused on him and the matter at hand here, even if it is dull and dreary.
"So what are the protocols we need to know, set times for switchs and that? What Rota do we need to be on?"
Sounds like a plan. Moving towards the facility Storage.
Samidanach manges to get Galvar's attention as he begins to patiently explain the protocols around here. From the looks of it Galvar, is not particularly pleased to go through each and everyone of the protocols, as he begins to skip some, explaining that it would be too tedious.
The rest of you, please declare your actions.
Roll Stealth if you're casting or some such.
Aid another to distract if you wish.
Attack roll if you need to.
PFS #222040-1 Male Halfling Bard 2 HP 17/17 | AC 19/15/15 | Fort 3 Ref 8 Will 4 (+2 fear, +4 well versed) | Init +6 | Perc +6 | CMB +0 CMD 14 | Rapier +2 1d6 | Lightbow +6 1d6 (+1/+1 PBS) | Performance 1/9 | Spells L1 3/3 DC 14
Stealth:1d20 + 12 ⇒ (11) + 12 = 23
Nithrun stands behind the rest of the group. Once Samildanach's conversation is on its way, he begins to cast a spell to put the guards to sleep. Will DC 14
