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The trader looks behind you, as the voices of the diners low their tones.
The trader mutters to himself
"For Desna, she looks like a queen herself..."
Three blond girls dressed with white silk dresses with flower garnments approach the main table, Shel Lupescu among them.
The mayor raises.
"We will listen now to the tale of Iola Kriegler, savior of Ravenmoor. After that, we will choose the Queen of the Feast!!"
The three girls tell the same story by turns, which can be summarized into this:
Ravenmoor was founded during the initial burst of Chelish colonialism that saw the birth of much larger cities like Magnimar, Korvosa, and Riddleport.
Yet where those cities flourished, Ravenmoor never progressed far beyond its rural beginnings, for in the early years the town was ravaged by what appeared to be a supernatural blight.
With the villagers close to starvation, the town’s founder, a priestess of Desna named Iola Kriegler, decided to undertake a sort of vision quest to seek a solution to her village’s problems.
The visions Iola chose to follow led her to the forest, where she entered in commune with Desna herself. Accompanied by two human druid advisors, Iola returned to Ravenmoor a changed creature, a beacon of light and hope.
Her flock witnessed the miracles she worked, and the harvest that year and every year since has yielded enough bounty to keep the villagers well provided and safe of the sometimes furious Dreamer.
Iola’s happy return brought prosperity back to the village by luring the crops’ corruption to sleep on the soft wings of dreaming moths.
Teena: The Dreamer is sometimes the name people gives to Desna.

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Faybella listens to the stories with interest. Desna causing these problems hmmm. Not likely. Must be close to a ley line or something like that to have so much supernatural activity.

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Eramos pushes some of the Boiled Tick legs and Blood Sausages onto his plate and begins to eat. Cautiously at first, then as he gets used to the taste, he bites become bigger.
"This is not that bad, a bit rough for the first couple of bites, but I can get used to it."
Eramos not paying too much to the story, pushes a sausage towards the end of the table, trying to entice Feys companion to take it.

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The salad is made of flyleaf, a herb that causes 1 Wisdom damage, fatigue for 1 hour, and a +2 alchemical bonus on saves against mind-affecting effects for 1 hour.
All but Eramos ate it, so lets do the rolling.
Fortitude Elris: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
Fortitude Feybella: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
Fortitude Mykel: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10
Fortitude Teena: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21
Elris, Fey and Mykel feel a little bit hazy and lightheaded, laughing at every joke.
After a short discussion, the mayor raises.
"The council choses Shel Lupescu as Queen of the feast!!"
The people erupts in cheers as the girl approaches the main table. Her own father crowns her with flowers. The trader hugs her daughter, visibly moved.
She seizes the moment to wink at Mykel and mouth the word 'L A T E R'.
The feast is now over and you all go to sleep to mayor Kriegler's house.

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Faybella heads to the mayor's house laughing at everything. She leans on Wolfie not trusting herself to ride. At the mayor's house she half takes off her armor, crashes onto a bed and begins to snore quietly.

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Mykel smiles as Shel looks his way. Later at the mayor's house, he gets ready for bed. He thinks about the events of the evening, and decides to not take any chances, sleeping in his armor and keeping his blade by his side.

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Listening in on everyone's conversations, Elris laughs at the bad jokes and poor humor of the townsfolk. Following Faybella and the mayor, he heads to the house as well. Once he is given a room, Elris takes off his armor, laying it at the end of his bed, while keeping his weapons by the head of the bed, at easy reach.

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Eramos, climbs into a spare rack, removing his armor, but leave his spiked gauntlet in place. He places his great sword under his head. And tries to drift off to sleep.

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"Heck, I have slept in many rough places. If some one offers me a bed to sleep and at no cost, I will take it. No questions asked."

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As the map shows, each of you has a room.
As soon as you are in your rooms something small hits Mykel's window. And then again.
Mykel goes to the window and sees Shel Lupescu on the grass of the manor, waving at him.
Perception ERAMOS: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
Perception FEYBELLA: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24
Perception PUK: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
Perception TEENA: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Shel speaks in quiet voice to Mykel.
"Hello, Mykel..." she is still dressed in her beautiful white silk dress, almost glowing in the dark "Would you like to... Come with me and make me the happiest girl in Magnimar?"
She cradles her dress and spins.
"It is the best night of my life, and I would love to spend it with you." she stares at you "Walk with me."
Feybella looks through the window and see's the girl. Feybella can't help herself to hear the conversation. She feels she's prying into something private and beautiful.

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Mykel gets up and looks around, scarcely believing his eyes. He grabs his blade and follows Shel.
Does your father know you're here? He can barely tolerate me right now...

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The girl giggles, grabbing your hand... She looks you in the eye.
"Of course he does not know! I managed to jump from out of my window." she giggles again "You look surprised, you dum dum... I must admit you make my heart race."
You both walk together, and by the way it looks she is taking you to a barn.
"Do you want to come with me to that barn?" she plays with the laces of her corset, smiling.

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You both go inside the barn, with no other light than the faint glow of the moon entering thru the door.
Without looking at you, she pulls the laces of her corset, unfastening and revealing the purest white skin of her breast and shoulders. She tilts her head.
"C'me on handsome, help me a little with the back part."
She turns and pulls her hair up to reveal more laces, turning her hair to look at you.
"Are you waiting for something?" she giggles.

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With a loud sigh, Shel is free of the corset.
A couple of movements of her hips make the dress fall to the ground.
You contemplate Shel bare naked.
All her skin is goosebumps. She turns to you, arms crossed over her chest, raises an eyebrow.
"May I?"
She gives you a cheeky smile, her hands are all over your belt, and in a blink, it hits the hay with a muffled thud. She giggles.
"You won't need that sword now..."
Her hands cold hands are now on the laces of your pants, and you get goosebumps when she touches you.
"Let's see if you are a good swordsman after all..." says, biting her lower lip.
She start to pass your shirt over your head.

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Stealth for Wolfie: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

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Don't worry Fey... There's plenty on your plate at the moment.
Almost half an hour after Mykel leaves:
Perception ERAMOS: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13
Perception FEYBELLA: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14
Perception PUK: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
Perception TEENA: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21
You all hear a ruckus in the base floor, then the door closes, loudly.

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Teena goes to gather the others before heading to check on the noise. She wasn't about to investigate by herself. Once the team was together, she asked "Where's Mykel?"

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Hearing the disturbance, the elf bolts upright and gets out of his bed, quickly grabbing his gear. "What's going on?!" he shouts as he enters the hallway from the room that he was provided. Slightly confused as to what's going on, Elris waits for a moment before heading downstairs. "Wait, Mykel is missing? Where has he wandered off to?"

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Eramos awakens suddenly, jumping out of bed, grabs his sword and heads towards the door. Wait.. not this time. He heads back and starts fastening his armor back on. Once he is finished he slings his back pack on and grabs his sword once more.
"What I miss, and where is pretty boy?"

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Faybella puts on her armor and saddles Wolfie. They leave her room with all the gear. When hears that Mykel is missing she says, "Mykel went somewhere with that Queen of the Festival girl. I think I saw the direction they went in. Let's go see what's going on downstairs before we worry about him."

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These are the maps, peeps.
This floor which overlooks the manor’s lower floors and opens into a wide hallway lined with six identical wooden doors. Each guest room behind these doors is starkly appointed with a single framed bed covered in a thin quilt. A wooden washbasin rests against the wall near a pitcher of smelly water. Four rooms have windows that look out past the barren estate toward the Lampblack. These rooms have no locks.
So, what are you up to, folks?

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Once the group gathers, Teena leads them downstairs to try to find the source of the scream that woke them up.
Perception 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16

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Walking down the stairs, Elris draws his bow, looking for any hostiles. "We need to be careful. Whoever or whatever made that noise might still be here."
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

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The manor’s double-sided fireplace also serves this large kitchen. A large pot with a thick sludge of boiled vegetable matter and a single bowl and spoon are the only items to have seen recent use; the other pans and utensils carry a thin coating of dust.
The sound of a high pitch buzz fills the place. Those monsters, again!
Initiative ERAMOS: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
Initiative FEYBELLA: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15
Initiative PUK: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Initiative TEENA: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16
Initiative STIRGES: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
Order is
Puk
Stirges
Teena
Feybella
Eramos
Elris
Melee Touch (attach) on Elris: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21
Melee Touch (attach) on Feybella: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22
Melee Touch (attach) on Teena: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8
The stirge tries to attach on Teena, but fails. Elris and Feybella are not so lucky, the attached stirges drain blood from Elris and Fey, inflicting 1 point of Constitution damage.
Elris and Fey are now GRAPPLED.
Disease on Elris: 1d100 ⇒ 70
Disease on Feybella: 1d100 ⇒ 46

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Teena takes a 5' step to the southeast and uses a magic missile versus the stirge that attacked her.
Damage 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

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Faybella heads down the stairs with her morningstar out. When she is grappled she swings at the creature.
Morningstar with Grappled Penalty: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (6) + 0 = 6
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 6
It's Cold Iron if that makes a difference. Did we rest long enough to get spells back?

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Carefully walking down the stairs, Elris is caught by one of the giant bugs. Dropping his bow, the elf grabs his cold iron morningstar and fails at the insect. "I don't care if these are someone's pets this time! They're attacking us!"
attack while grappled: 1d20 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (20) + 4 - 2 = 22
critical confirmation while grappled: 1d20 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (20) + 4 - 2 = 22
damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
critical damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

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Eramos takes a five foot shift, and the unleashes a power attack.
No penalty to attack from furious focus
attack+greatsword: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9
damage+power attack: 2d6 + 5 + 6 ⇒ (6, 1) + 5 + 6 = 18
and i completely whiff

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Order is
Puk (turn 1 and 2, if he ever manages a way to find this thread)
Stirges
Teena
Feybella
Eramos
Elris
Melee Touch (attach) on Teena: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9 The stirge flies towards Teena and tries to attach to her, but misses.
The remaining stirge keeps draining blood from Feybella, -1 CON.

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No clue why the dice Gods hate me right now
If the Stirge is still up when it is my turn. He will swing away like last turn.
attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23
damage: 2d6 + 5 + 6 ⇒ (5, 4) + 5 + 6 = 20
about time

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My attack will go towards the stirge next to Teena, if it's still up by my turn.
"Trying to suck the lady's blood is poor form, insect!" Elris shouts as he swings his morningstar at the large mosquito.
attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16
damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

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Teena takes a deep breath at seeing all three beasts taken down. "Those weren't pets, too, were they? For some reason stirges hate us. Do you normally keep stirges in the house, Mayor?"

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"Oooh I don't feel so good." she slumps where she stands. "I hope they weren't pets. Those are not nice."
According to hero lab with two Con damage I don't currently have a move speed. Edit: I tried to read up on this how do I get rid of it? I found it. Resting for 8 hours should bring back one and having long term care should bring back two. I don't have a restoration potion on me. Though I do have the 300 GP to buy one.

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You HP should only go down 1 HP per Hit Dice (Level), every modifier threshold, so your move speed should be alright.
"Mayor! You have some explaining to do! What in the hells is going on here?!" Agitated, he yells to make sure that everyone that could be in the manor could hear him, as he belted his morningstar, and grabbed his bow once more. Breathing deep, Elris then sighs and looks towards the group, "I think something is going on. First Mykel goes off with the young lass, then we get attacked by more of these bugs. Maybe we're getting closer as to why our tax collector never returned home."

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"I told you all that things were strange here. Who lets complete strangers stay in their house? I think the Mayor is trying to do us in!"

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"ok, you were right. But right now lets focus on finding Mykel and getting out of here"