Male Human Hunter/2: HP (22/22): AC (18/touch=12/flat=16): Saves (Fort=5/Ref=5/Will=2): Initiative +4: Perception 7: Sense Motive 2
"I detest slavery! All creatures are meant to be free." Draylan is a human male standing around 5'10". He has a large well crafted greatsword strapped to his back and wears well worn, ragged, and torn clothes under tarnished chainmail. "As most nobles will confirm, they hate waiting. Let's get going, the longer she is gone, they harder it will be to track her down!"
"I agree, slavery is detestable, but not illegal everywhere... still, we have a mission to complete... and as you say, time is of the essence... we're burning daylight folks... let's get a move on."
Female Human Oracle 2 | HP x/x | AC 15 T 15 FF 12 | Saves: F: +4 R: +5 W: +2 | CMD: 18 | Init: +4 Percep: +7 SM: +6
Sorry for holding things up. Rebuild almost complete.
A tall, dark-skinned woman wearing the symbol of Pharasma and carrying a bow joins the party.
"Well met neighbors. I am Lynthara, from the church of Pharasma. I am stand ready to defend the freedom of the living and the dead. If we're all here, let us depart!"
The woman nods at Draylan's outspoken comment.
"Sadly, slavery is not illegal in Absalom. Kidnapping and selling into slavery nobility 'is' and is an intolerable act. Now, the tavern you'll be looking into, is named The Second Chance, it's down in the Puddles."
The woman shows no further effort in briefing, it seems this is what you get.
From the last venture, some of you are now somewhat familiar with what the Puddles are like. The fame of those has indeed been spread by old Yargos as a few beggars nod kindly, opposed to clumping at you. Eventually, you come to the dockside of the district and see a rundown building with a sign The Second Chance.
Dimly lit by cheap oil lamps sputtering on walls punctuated by
painted-over windows, the Second Chance reeks of unwashed
humanity and pungent ash. Threads of sickly sweet smoke
drift like smog from tin hookahs. Ale kegs lurk in each corner,
and cheap clay mugs hang from nails on the walls.
Sky druid 6 | HP 45/45 AC 21 T 14 FF 18 | F +8 R +6 W +10 | Init +3; Darkvision 60 ft, Perception +16 Sylph Sobrino HP 22/22 AC 26 T 15 FF 22 | F +4 R +9 W +2 | Init +5; Low light vision, Perception +5
Keera remembers what happened last time she decides to go first, so she go slightly to a side letting free pass to the others.
Sele, Asamy, will you gou first. I´ll prefer to back you with my magic
Having said that, Keera casts guidance in her two friends.
This Lynthara is the same we had adveture with, just a little changed due to a faith crisis and having joined Pharasma church. Or we should consider a "new one" which happens to have the same name.
Just for roleplay purpouses
As Sele opens the door and steps in...
Reflex Sele:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21, he dodges a tankard that comes flying at the doorway. The scene inside is chaos, a frenzied brawl is going on, men engaging each other in bare knuckled swings. The men have a vague but fierce look on their faces, as if intoxicated with some stimulant.
Somewhere in the back next to the bar, between the struggle, you notice
the likely owner of the den, a thick scowling Keleshite in the appropriate attire. He grips a bloody scimitar in one fist, blocking
one of the den’s rear doors. At his feet lies a fresh corpse, blood slowly seeping into the floor boards from the dead man’s slashing wounds.
He's yelling.
"I told you all, the only rule in here is NO WEAPONS! Now get your asses either passed out beating each other senseless or out of my tavern!"
The fight is unaffected by Lynthara's calling out, they continue the brawl as chairs are knocked over, along with the occassional individual.
The man in the back with the scimitar is, despite being the only one armed, not showing any signs of hostility, seemingly patient for the fight to die down eventually.
So... :), what's the plan? Joining a good old fashioned fist fight, magics, other?
The armed fellow remains, observant of anyone coming near him, not moving at all otherwise and having the scimitar lowered as the brawlers continue thrashing about.
Perception 16:
There is a dagger lying besides the man who lays at the barman's feet. Seems this man takes his job seriously.
Sky druid 6 | HP 45/45 AC 21 T 14 FF 18 | F +8 R +6 W +10 | Init +3; Darkvision 60 ft, Perception +16 Sylph Sobrino HP 22/22 AC 26 T 15 FF 22 | F +4 R +9 W +2 | Init +5; Low light vision, Perception +5
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6Ok, I´m blind
Kenji, maybe you and I can enter unarmed, I can defend myself with my magic, and you seem able to fight bare handed. This way we not confront the armed man. And e looks to be in charge, so we can try to ask him.
And if there´s any problem, the rest of the group can follow us weapons in hand. But lets hope it´s not neccesary
Well, at least this time I´m prepared, so my spells can help myself
Keera will cast guidance on her and enter, shield at hand but no weapon, and followed by Alacorta, who obiously wears no weapons.
You then notice a skinny looking fellow, matching Fredrik's description, standing on a table, trying to fend off some of the brawlers wanting to pull him off.
Kenji starts making his way over toward the fellow who looks like their description of Fredrik and defends him if possible. He takes a non-lethal punch at anyone threatening Fredrik.
As Kenji steps between the 3 thugs, ready to swing his fist in retaliation if needed, Sele tries the diplomatic approach.
#1) "Whu.....a snake that talks? Now i've seen some weird sh!t when i'm trippin, but this?" Yes, the high-as-hell douche did just go there. :)
#2) "Buzzoff, we're busy with this scrawny fella."
#3) "Another to fight with? Sure, don't mind if i do..." Sudden punch vs Sele:1d20 ⇒ 2non lethal:1d3 ⇒ 1
...and him being high shows...shows very clearly. His fellow thugs want at you too.
Female Human Oracle 2 | HP x/x | AC 15 T 15 FF 12 | Saves: F: +4 R: +5 W: +2 | CMD: 18 | Init: +4 Percep: +7 SM: +6
Yes, she's no diplomancer, but I'm still trying to feel out her character. Will not be a total murderhobo, but I was thinking try to knock one down, then intimidate the others.
I'll spoiler, that's not going to work, they're high on chems. You're turning a beat em senseless into a slaughter, i feel kinda bad for these commoners XD
Sky druid 6 | HP 45/45 AC 21 T 14 FF 18 | F +8 R +6 W +10 | Init +3; Darkvision 60 ft, Perception +16 Sylph Sobrino HP 22/22 AC 26 T 15 FF 22 | F +4 R +9 W +2 | Init +5; Low light vision, Perception +5
Keeras asks Alacorta to attack the blue thug Flanking with Sele, meanwhile she casts a flare DC 13 over the red thug, trying to hamper his attacks over Fedrik.
Alacorta flies around and attacks the man, the roc misses...maybe something in the air?
Lynthara draws a bow and shoots at another, she misses however.
This however, has provoked the scimitar wielding barkeep. He puts 2 fingers to his lips and whistles. "She is breaking the golden rule, get her!" He says 2 words in Kellish
Kellish or trained linguistics DC11: 'dark woman'.
All 3 jerk their heads to see who he's talking about.
Changes in setup, 2 joining the fight.
>Slobber, a dog comes from behind one of the tables. It comes growling at Lynthara. Bite:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9 Lynthara dodges the angry dog's bite.
Slobber will go before Lynthara the next round, higher roll.
Draylan moves around the back and swings his fist into blue's jaw.
Kenji had a punch ready, in case things went bad and punches green KO.
Sele draws now a nonlethal weapon and smacks blue over the head...down he goes.
Red thug: he grabs a makeshift club, 5ft steps east and takes a swing at Draylan. Swing:1d20 ⇒ 16
Fredrick screams: "Get em away from mee :s !" Keera
Elo
Ugh right...Keera flared him, i'm so used to attacks from her. Fort red:1d20 ⇒ 15, the guy remains unaffected.
Elo deftly moves behind the bar, Acrobatics:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14, making a smooth jump onto the bar to get over it. Acrobatics:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21 He quickly makes a detour in the east, also hopping onto a table, jumping down next to Lynthara.
"You wench! This here bar upholds the golden rule of non lethal combat, and you DARE draw a bow to shoot at a commoner? You just another lowlife that needs cutting?"
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Second Chance, round 2.
Alacorta
Slobber
Lynthara
Draylan, Kenji & Sele
Keera
Elo
Sky druid 6 | HP 45/45 AC 21 T 14 FF 18 | F +8 R +6 W +10 | Init +3; Darkvision 60 ft, Perception +16 Sylph Sobrino HP 22/22 AC 26 T 15 FF 22 | F +4 R +9 W +2 | Init +5; Low light vision, Perception +5
I think Alacorta should have delayed last round to Keera init due not having orders before that. But, unleess something happens, he will continue attacking the nearest thug
bite:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 121d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
And I´m also too used to Keera trying to use her weapons
Elo raises a wairy brow.
He issues something in Kellish, Slobber disengages Lynthara, but remains on his spot.
"Smart woman, now if your friends would be so smart as to honor this single rule and finish it without lethal weapons, it would be most appreciated.", he says with the scimitar still in hand.
Sky druid 6 | HP 45/45 AC 21 T 14 FF 18 | F +8 R +6 W +10 | Init +3; Darkvision 60 ft, Perception +16 Sylph Sobrino HP 22/22 AC 26 T 15 FF 22 | F +4 R +9 W +2 | Init +5; Low light vision, Perception +5
No weapons used by me. Says Keera just before start chanting a spell.
Chalm animal against the dog. DC 14
And Alacorta don´t even know how to use a weapon, but if you prefer I cans ask him go not fight. If the man asks for it, Keera will order Alacorta to go by her side
Sky druid 6 | HP 45/45 AC 21 T 14 FF 18 | F +8 R +6 W +10 | Init +3; Darkvision 60 ft, Perception +16 Sylph Sobrino HP 22/22 AC 26 T 15 FF 22 | F +4 R +9 W +2 | Init +5; Low light vision, Perception +5
We´ve heard you can help to [k]buy[/k] slaves. [k]special[/k] slaves, more educated and less used to being ordered. We want one of them.
More especifically one called Anilah Salhar. Says Keera as she pets Slobber, scratching him behind the ears.
Sky druid 6 | HP 45/45 AC 21 T 14 FF 18 | F +8 R +6 W +10 | Init +3; Darkvision 60 ft, Perception +16 Sylph Sobrino HP 22/22 AC 26 T 15 FF 22 | F +4 R +9 W +2 | Init +5; Low light vision, Perception +5
Fredrik tries to make a run for it, but immediately trips over his own feet. He's seemingly at the end of his high and isn't resisting, maybe to avoid unwanted noise with a coming headache perhaps.
"I was hired to kidnap that Lady Anilah and sell her into slavery. I fobbed her off on Pardu Pildapush at his office in the Pits. ’Nough gold for a whole week o’ grit!"
Kn. Local DC 10:
'Grit' is a powerful drug used around these parts. Every person's body reacts differently, varying from hallucinations to 'less pretty behavior', amongst others. Addicts are known to fall to dark deeds to get money for their latest 'fix'.
Then, Fredrik coughs up a reddish foam.
Heal DC10:
A sign he could be almost at death's doorstep. Coughing up blood is bad.
What you do with him is entirely up to you. Anything else you want to do around here?
Sky druid 6 | HP 45/45 AC 21 T 14 FF 18 | F +8 R +6 W +10 | Init +3; Darkvision 60 ft, Perception +16 Sylph Sobrino HP 22/22 AC 26 T 15 FF 22 | F +4 R +9 W +2 | Init +5; Low light vision, Perception +5
K. Local untrained:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22 Max 10 Heal:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14
Sky druid 6 | HP 45/45 AC 21 T 14 FF 18 | F +8 R +6 W +10 | Init +3; Darkvision 60 ft, Perception +16 Sylph Sobrino HP 22/22 AC 26 T 15 FF 22 | F +4 R +9 W +2 | Init +5; Low light vision, Perception +5
Keera tries to whisper to her friends, to not scare the junkie.
He´s addicted to grit, and his addiction should had forced him to do that. I suggest let him go now to not lose time with him. Also, the drug has affected his health, and he will be not alive much longer, so there´s not much punishment that can be done
