Round: 3, Initiative: 19
Weapon Equipped = Quarterstaff
Crossbow Bolts = 10/10
Conditions = Mage Armor (1/7h)
Melee: Attack: BAB +3, Str +0 Damage: +0
Ranged: Attack: BAB +3, Dex +1 Damage: +0
Reconnaissance (1/1)
Arcane Reservoir (su): 6/10 (+1 DC or caster level (free), quick study (full))
Consume Spells (su): 2/2
Runestone of Power (first) 1/1
Spells (Caster Level 7, Concentration +11, SR +9)
Special: (7/7) Force Missile*
Zero (14): (7) Dancing Lights, Detect Magic, Ghost Sound, Light, Mage Hand, Prestidigitation, Spark
First (15): (2/5) Charm Person, Feather Fall, Infernal Healing, Mage Armor, Magic Missile*, Memory Lapse
Second (16) (5/5) Admonishing Ray*, Invisibility, Knock, See Invisibility
Third (17) (1/4) Fireball*, Haste, Invisibility Sphere
* +1 DC, +3 Damage
Femi takes the time to fire Magic Missiles with Toppling Spell at the dwarf on the roof, before following Falko into the building. He looks for some stairs.
The Rest
Iva moves as far as she can toward the building with the zipline. "Anyone have flying magics? Otherwise up the stairs I go."
Dameia will move as close as she can towards the building 4, entering the building if able.
Femi drops the other dwarf on the roof with his missiles.
Falko stabs the dwarf but he is still up.
Chretien and Isaac double move towards the building.
Sniper 1 fires at Femi miss
Sniper 2 fires at Iva miss
Dwarf on Falko takes a 5ft step back and fires his shotgun, scatter and hit
One of the dwarves zips down on top of building 8.
Round 4
You arrive on the floor and with the chaos from the explosion the doors are open.
Falko, Chretien or Isaac + Perception DC 15
Cretien sees the devices and points them out to the others, then immediately sets to work disabling the nearest one via his disposable simulacrum from as far away as he can get from the bombs, up to 30ft max.
Round: 4, Initiative: 19
Weapon Equipped = Quarterstaff
Crossbow Bolts = 10/10
Conditions = Mage Armor (1/7h)
Melee: Attack: BAB +3, Str +0 Damage: +0
Ranged: Attack: BAB +3, Dex +1 Damage: +0
Reconnaissance (1/1)
Arcane Reservoir (su): 6/10 (+1 DC or caster level (free), quick study (full))
Consume Spells (su): 2/2
Runestone of Power (first) 1/1
Spells (Caster Level 7, Concentration +11, SR +9)
Special: (7/7) Force Missile*
Zero (14): (7) Dancing Lights, Detect Magic, Ghost Sound, Light, Mage Hand, Prestidigitation, Spark
First (15): (2/5) Charm Person, Feather Fall, Infernal Healing, Mage Armor, Magic Missile*, Memory Lapse
Second (16) (5/5) Admonishing Ray*, Invisibility, Knock, See Invisibility
Third (17) (1/4) Fireball*, Haste, Invisibility Sphere
* +1 DC, +3 Damage
Femi double moves to the building, and starts climbing the stairs (60’ move).
Iva continues to the building and up the stairs. "Don't resist."
Dameia will exit the current building she is in then double move toward building 4.
Chretien is successful defusing one of the bombs.
Falko's thrust misses home.
Sniper 1 shoots at Isaac
Sniper 2 shoots at Dameia crit no
sniper on closer building fires at Iva miss
Dwarf on Falko takes a step back and fires two shots at him hit , hit
Round 5
Iva qucikly studies the dwarf. She pulls out her sword, and heaves it at him. "Get those bombs disabled."
Round: 5, Initiative: 19
Weapon Equipped = Quarterstaff
Crossbow Bolts = 10/10
Conditions = Mage Armor (1/7h)
Melee: Attack: BAB +3, Str +0 Damage: +0
Ranged: Attack: BAB +3, Dex +1 Damage: +0
Reconnaissance (1/1)
Arcane Reservoir (su): 6/10 (+1 DC or caster level (free), quick study (full))
Consume Spells (su): 2/2
Runestone of Power (first) 1/1
Spells (Caster Level 7, Concentration +11, SR +9)
Special: (7/7) Force Missile*
Zero (14): (7) Dancing Lights, Detect Magic, Ghost Sound, Light, Mage Hand, Prestidigitation, Spark
First (15): (2/5) Charm Person, Feather Fall, Infernal Healing, Mage Armor, Magic Missile*, Memory Lapse
Second (16) (4/5) Admonishing Ray*, Invisibility, Knock, See Invisibility
Third (17) (1/4) Fireball*, Haste, Invisibility Sphere
* +1 DC, +3 Damage
Femi moves up the stairs (single move ?) and if he sees the enemy dwarf engaged with Iva and Falko, he also takes a shot.
(nonlethal)
Cretien will move to the next bomb position as fast as he can, if known, and disarm it in the same way.
Dameia will move into building 2 then(if able) go to the floor where Iva and Falko are located.
Iva's sword flies into the dwarf killing him on impact. It says, "I love hearts, Iva... I really do... yummy!"
Chretien disarms another of the bombs.
Combat Over
Perception DC 20
Weapon Equipped = Quarterstaff
Crossbow Bolts = 10/10
Conditions = Mage Armor (1/7h), infernal healing (1/10r)
Melee: Attack: BAB +3, Str +0 Damage: +0
Ranged: Attack: BAB +3, Dex +1 Damage: +0
Reconnaissance (1/1)
Arcane Reservoir (su): 6/10 (+1 DC or caster level (free), quick study (full))
Consume Spells (su): 2/2
Runestone of Power (first) 0/1
Spells (Caster Level 7, Concentration +11, SR +9)
Special: (7/7) Force Missile*
Zero (14): (7) Dancing Lights, Detect Magic, Ghost Sound, Light, Mage Hand, Prestidigitation, Spark
First (15): (1/5) Charm Person, Feather Fall, Infernal Healing, Mage Armor, Magic Missile*, Memory Lapse
Second (16) (4/5) Admonishing Ray*, Invisibility, Knock, See Invisibility
Third (17) (1/4) Fireball*, Haste, Invisibility Sphere
* +1 DC, +3 Damage
Unable to help disarm, Femi will cast Infernal Healing on Falko to start healing his injuries as he watches for trouble as Chretien works. He'll do the same for himself using his Runestone of Power the next round if no trouble appears.
After about 15 minutes, Chretien with Falko's help is able to disable all of the explosive devices.
(Appraise or Craft [Alchemy] DC 22)
With the shooting stopped, the regular police come to follow up on what you have been doing and order assistants to have the now disarmed bombs removed from the Flint Tribune building.
"Will do."
Femi will pour over the belongings looking for any useful clues - laying out the contents of their pockets next to each body.
"This is the good stuff. Military-grade firedust. Take care with that stuff, gentlemen, and also take care with where you store that evidence, in case there is a remote activation method. Can't have them blowing up the station."
On the dwarf from your current building you find a double barrel shotgun with 10 slugs and 6 buckshot rounds, a chain shirt and a warhammer. He also has a pocket watch identical to that of the one on the old dwarf.
You find on the other two dwarves scoped rifles with about 375 metal cartridges and the carcasse of some sort of ice beast.
You walk over to where the explosion took place and first responders are concerned with saving people from the rubble.
Perception dc 25
Brakkan and Eberhardt walk over to you and say, "Is everything under control?"
"For now, but we need to find out what's going on yet. We were able to stop the second bombing at least..." he trails off and wonders how many more attacks like this one are already in the works.
Iva keeps watch as the others examine things. She wipes the blood off of her sword, and tucks it away. "Good job." she whispers to him.
"We should get back to the Ambassador as quickly as possible. Let the first responders do their jobs. We have our mission."
You make your way back to the Hotel Aurum so that Brakkan and Eberhardt can meet up with King Aodhan.
Delft takes you aside and says, "I heard there was a terrorist attack, what happened?"
Iva stands at attention, and reports. "There was a bombing. We managed to stop the second one from blowing up the Flint Tribune Building. It was a group of dwarves who are not normally seen outside of their small part of the world. There were several casualties."
Femi likewise straightens up as Delft questions the party. He adds little as Iva has the meat of it. He's eager to get going - there is much to do, and surely others can give a more detailed report of what happened.
"We have a lot we must do if we're to take down the Kell Syndicate - and that is certainly something that needs doing, and quickly."
Delft says, "True and if these dwarves have anything to do with trying to stop the peace conference, I would hate to throw another meal on your plate but you are my best agents, so could you try to stop them as well?"
He then says, "Now it is time to meet with Sgt. Macon. She works for the city police"
You move into the next room and you meet with Sgt. Macon and she says, "Well, the RHC is finally on scene. I just want to know we are going to get these bastards out of our city."
She continues, "Today I have sent out two teams of six, one to the North Shore and the other to Bosum Strand to see what Kell has there. The rest of the team will be available tomorrow."
Diplomacy North Shore
Bluff
Diplomacy Bosum Strand
Bluff
"Work order on the skybridge, huh? Must be another target."
Spring Day 9 0700 RHC HQ
You check in to the office like normal as to not let Kell know the RHC is gunning for him. You do your typical paperwork and you notice a royal technologist has come to the RHC headquarters
to help repair the mangled bronze golem that the RHC
found a few months ago.
The royal technologist, Justin Rollins, is a big light-hearted
black man who has a “pet contraption” the size of a small dog that
walks on four legs and carries his tools—plus a box of chocolates
that Justin idly munches as he works.
Serena has spent most of her efforts to bend bits back into shape
so she could assemble the body. Right now she has one and a half
arms assembled, one leg, and the bulk of the torso, minus a few
external casing pieces.
The head’s back area is mostly intact, but the face and eyes are
obliterated, and Serena hasn’t tried attaching it to the body yet,
unsure what would happen. She explains that it radiates magic
still, and she thinks it could still control the body if reattached.
Her hunch is that it could be given orders, perhaps even something
like “take us back to your base.”
Justin asks those assembled to securely restrain the body to a
table with straps. He intends to put the head on, and he doesn’t
want the machine flailing around. After a few minutes of work
with silver dust and wires engraved with arcane sigils, he magically
fuses a thick cable between the back of the skull and the
neck. The head still lies limply.
Chretien and Iva both have letters on their desks
I, Vlendam Heid, son of Anisim Heid, son of Modya Bohm, dictate this
letter to professional typist Kimsta Vicked, who uses only the finest
Zhugo-brand mecha-typographs. It was delivered by Trekhom-based Mori
Couriers.
May you have the wisdom and calm to face your coming end.
I send this in hopes it can help you prepare for whatever end may befall
you. While I accept not all who are exposed to my writings and speeches
shall interpret them as I would desire, it does not surprise me that some
radicals claim the name of this movement I inspired and pervert it to ends
inimical to my intentions, and to what I believe any good citizen of this
world, man or dwarf, would support.
There is, in the frigid north of Drakr, a dwarf woman named Grandis
Komanov whom I cannot in good faith call a philosopher. Rather she is,
if I may use a pejorative term, a spiritual leader. One of Komanov’s adherents
came to me this evening and in a most vulgar fashion bragged of what
one of his peers would be doing in your city of Flint. I believe he thought I
would show him approval, but his intentions—and moreover his enthusiasm
for the methods—repulsed me.
Komanov has taken the volumes of writing I have produced, condensed
them to a simple aphorism “Prepare for the end,” and then encouraged
an interpretation that more closely resembles “Make things end.” You
may not be familiar with my nation’s old history of monsters in the frozen
wastes, but we are always putting up with zealots who derive worldly
power by preying on the beliefs of those seeking spiritual power from these
long-perished entities. Komanov continues this tradition, but appears
much more invested in the fiction she has produced.
In short, my visitor this night claims a group of Komanov’s followers—
who alas have several days’ head start on this letter—head now to Flint
with the intention of disrupting your peace summit and causing a great
tide of mayhem and death. They think peace between your two nations will
forestall a doomsday they greatly desire.
I feigned interest in my visitor’s claims, and elicited two pieces of information
you might value. First, the leader of this group is Grundun Zubov
who is not known to me. Second, they have hired a crack marksman for
reasons I can only guess, one Kvarti Gorbatiy. His name kindled some recognition,
and I pored through old correspondence to find a letter he had
written me a few months past. Unless his demeanor has greatly changed
in the intervening time, I suspect his involvement is mercenary and not
philosophically aligned with Komanov’s radicalism.
While I assume you will pursue actions to obviate any disaster they intend,
I entreat you first to prepare yourself that your best efforts may fail
and that you might perish in undertaking your duty. Nevertheless, I wish
you success.
Damiea receives a letter also
Sincerely,
Captain Dale acting Mayor of Nettles and Cauldron Hill
Iva reads her letter twice, and then holds it out to show her team,
"Take a look at this letter. It seems the explosions have something to do with this person dwarf Grandis Komanov. She strongly feels that peace is a bad thing. The local leader is Grundum Zubov and there's a marksman named Kvarti Gorbatiy. Have we identified any of the dead dwarves yet?"
Dameia quickly looks over her letter.
"It appears as though we have been invited by Caption Dale himself to meet him his mansion at Cauldron Hill."
Femi nods, "Do we need visit this Captain Dale now? I too would like to investigate Sokolnick Repairs first if we can. Seems everyone is pulling us in a dozen different directions! It makes it difficult to follow any one lead."
He's ready to head to Sokolnick Repairs and then Captain Dale.
Off in the corner, The body twitches a bit, and then the fingers on its functional right hand begin tapping the table.
Femi
it as the equivalent of Morse code. " “Would you kindly give me a pen?”
Femi stops talking and listens a moment, "Damn, that's morse code! Quick someone get me a pen!"he rushes a pen and some paper to the body in the corner. He keenly watches to see what comes of it.
The golemmy thing takes the pen and writes this message, "I am Alexander Grappa, the mindmaker. A magical compulsion prevents me
from explaining everything, but I believe we have mutual enemies.
Don’t bother repairing the mouth. I did not design this golem for vocal communication.
I would very much appreciate functional eyes, however. And if I’m to
guide you to our mutual enemies I’ll need legs. I have a feeling that my neck isn’t
in excellent shape either.
Back in summer I was in my own body, imprisoned after I learned a secret that
I unfortunately cannot share. Again, pardon certain vagaries that are necessary
due to my geas. I fled the Bleak Gate with a woman and this golem at my side. A
rival caught up and slew me, but I managed to transfer my consciousness into this
machine. My rival destroyed this golem body, but did not realize he had failed to
actually kill me.
I would rather like to thwart his plans and help the aforementioned woman. If
sufficiently reassembled I can guide you through the…the most I can say is to call
it a facility. I cannot get to the Bleak Gate myself, but I know my way from there.
In exchange for this, perhaps you could arrange me access to my old golemcrafting
workshop. Ask around for Alexander Grappa, and I hope people will
have heard of me. It would be very nice to design a better body for myself.
My goodness this is getting more and more complected." She quickly takes a note on asking around for the golem maker Alexander Grappa, and the meeting with Caption Dale.