GM-Foxy's Hell's Rebels (Inactive)

Game Master Foxy Quickpaw

"You know, that is none of our business, so no? And it is for the last few days with this curfew thing. It's not like we have a lot of experience yet. But I guess he'll get out this week." the guard elaborates.

After only a few minutes being stuck in the Aulamaxa manor, Meliandri decides she's bored. Her visit with Pellius and conversation with her mother aside, it's been a slow day. A trip to the coffeehouses of Villegre could be just the cure to that, though. Dressed in clothing that's more casual and less suited for the manor, Megs sets off into the afternoon, heading for the Long Roads coffeehouse.

Saul sighs in frustration, wondering if that is enough information to break even on this case, as he dumps the two gold over to the guards. As they leave, he turns to Alamara.

"I guess that is our day's work. Do you want to come back tomorrow? Maybe we can figure out some way to get eyes on the castle. If Shensen and Hawke are locked up in there though, I don't think we are getting them out, not without an army."

Saul proceeds over to the academy to let the Professor know everything that has transpired. "Salonius is definitely in the Holding House, ma'am. He was caught outside after curfew, we checked it out, along with the bird, who saw him again. Then we talked to some guards and they confirmed it, he is in there, locked up, and probably will get released in a few days. But the goons we spoke to didn't know enough to give an exact date. It sounds like it just depended on the mood of the jail boss."

Saul pauses for a second, and then says, "I hate to bring it up, but a deal is a deal. Can I have the two gold payment for this information?"

With that business taken care of, Saul ambles back to his office. It was a long day... much of it was sitting, but it required sharp attention. Sauls stretches out his legs and rubs his temples.

Case of the Missing Botanist. Solved? Hard to say. This city is going to Hell. I wish I could say that all the pieces of the puzzle are falling into place, but it feels more like someone has kicked a stained glass window and is moving onto the next one.

Alamara starts when the guards mention that Shensen is possibly in Kintargo Castle. It is all she can do to not set off for that place at a run now, but Saul Gibson has gotten them this far, so she decides to trust him a little more.

"Saul Gibson, I will return tomorrow and see how we get into Castle Kintargo. Or at least confirm the presence of our friends inside." She turns to go, but remembers something and calls back to the sleuth. "No armor tomorrow either?" She is hopefully he will disagree, but predicts there is much more sleuthing to do before force will be of much help.

She returns to the laundry, keeping her hands busy with the work, while her mind wanders over all that has transpired over the last few days. The intrusion of the new Grand Mayor, this Thrune, has upset her life greatly, along with the lives of, it seems, many others. How to make it all go back to the way it was before? That question burns in her mind, inspiring all kinds of deeds of derring-do in her imagination, but none of them seem quite practical so far.

"I'll just keep watching and learning, and look for the right opportunity to set these despot back." she thinks, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

Peeko curious, and enjoying the thrill of being a spy decides to follow the guards home, curious as to where they are being barracked. He flits between rooftops and chimneys prepared to drop his pursuit instantly if his targets show a hint of suspicion.

Peeko spies on you, what you going to do? Peeko is so sneaky! You can't see his beak-y! Peeko is sneaky beaky!

Peeko follows the guards for some hours, but it is not very interesting. The get lunch, some beer, do some minor shopping and go back to the Holding House. There the next pair of guards leave as these two come back.

Alamara gets scolded by her mother for leaving her most of the day alone with all the work.

Just dotting so I can track, I am just about caught up on the reading.

The Long Roads Coffeehouse is located in Villegre, just northeast of the park. The establishment caters to an eclectic mix of customers, serving coffee and food to bright-eyed students of the Villegre and delivering fancy desserts and pastries to the noble estates in the Green. It is known as much for its traditional halfling fare as for its lovable proprietor, Laria Longroad.

Meliandri enters, looks around and decides for a table to sit at. (I leave it to you to decide if you want to sit alone, or find some friends here) A charming halfling serves your table this day.

Just as Saul is alone again and leans back in his chair to relax a bit, there is a knock at the door. As he opens he finds a woman, which obviously belongs to one of the noble families, judging by the clothes. "Mr. Gibson?" she asks as she walks into the office, past Saul and takes a seat. "What are your references?"

Throw in a diabolical Lord Mayor, and business booms! And the luck of the stars be on me, they are all dames. With faces to make a bishop put off the cloth.

Saul sits up straight and tries to look professional. Taking in the clothing of the new visitor, Saul answers, "Of most interest to you, likely, I just satisfactorily assisted the Jarvis family. If you need more, I can give you details about the Case of the Orange Pips, the Case of the Baskervillian Helldog, or the Case of the Scarlet Dress. All great stories, trust me. And true! "

"I need a babysitter. Have you done that?" The dame asks.

"Errr... Well, I really specialize in missing persons, things, and fidelity. Maybe it doesn't say so on my door.." I really should get that on my door...

"I don't do kids unless they are missing. "

Salonius sighs heavily staring at the walls of his cell, having grown weary of using prestidigitation to create crude models of trees to plan the layout of a new orchard. Maybe I should not have told Peeko to leave, but it is not like we could converse. I hope he is not harassing that poor Investigator. Come on Salonius only a few more days, patience, you simply need to endure a little boredom and solitude, that should be nothing.

@Saul: Oh dear…

@GM: I had to google “most ridiculous Starbucks orders” for this. Hope you’re happy! By the way, I’m playing as if I have the infinite wealth of a noble house at my disposal, since I’m buying things that literally don’t matter. Feel free to cut Mels off when the game starts, and she’ll start

"Grande Tian Tea Latte, skim milk, no foam, extra 'ot, caramel and mint." Meliandri rattles off her order imperiously, then buries her head in a copy of Imperial Betrayal. It’s, perhaps, not the wisest book to be reading in public, but then again, there isn’t yet a proclamation against words.

It’s not until her drink comes that she surfaces from her book. Taking a sip, she looks around the room to see if she recognizes any of the other patrons. Of course, this close to curfew, it’s unlikely, but there’s always a chance.

Peeko returns to Saul's place of business and after hopping about outside for a while follows a Noble woman inside hopping discretely up onto a shelf out of her view and watching.

When the woman asks for references he tilts his head to look at Saul inquiringly. Peeko can give a reference?

"Yes, mother." says Alamara, rolling her eyes at the nagging, but understanding the reason behind it. "I will work double tonight to make up for the lost time." She sighed, knowing that if she missed again tomorrow, she would be in for it even more. Maybe she need to charge for her services like Mr Gibson did. He did seem like he could use a partner...

Letting her mother return to their flat, Alamara takes on double work trying to make up the loads that she missed, dreaming of a fancy coffee shop order.

"Just look at it this way: You're finding a person, before she is lost, and keep her that way. I could just stick a guard to her, but it would work a lot better if someone like you, who can do it without being seen does that job. Because if the leash is felt, someone might struggle against it."

She puts a ring on the table. "This job is easy money for a man with your skills. If you put on this ring, which is a family heirlooom, tells you exactly where the person you shall take care of is, and what sate she is in. And these coins tell me, that you will take this job and fulfil my request to your best abilities, won't you?"

"Did I mention, you'd get that every week?" she adds while stacking 5gp on the desk.

Fhingle looks around the coffee shop that Laria owns, feeling safe here knowing that his master will not find him no matter what. Fhingle looks up at a pretty woman enters, orders a rather extravagent drink and is reading a book. Fhingle gets down from the stool he is sitting on and walks over to her.

"Hi!" Fhingle says slightly louder than what would be considered normal. "I am Fhingle who are you? I don't see many pretty ladies like you around here."

Fhingle is average height for a halfling, his brown hair is slicked back leaving his wide brow open, there is some scaring on there that almost looks ritualistic in purpose. His brown coat covers a pair of purple slacks and a green button up shirt.

Saul's eyes bulge out a bit at the sight of five gold, and the promise of 5 a week. I wouldn't even need to work any other cases...

"I... uh... ah... that makes logical sense, ma'am. Prevent her from being lost. I've never done that before, but ah... I don't see why not."

"One condition, though... I don't go out after curfew. Unless the state of your daughter is extreme peril. Otherwise, I don't dare defy the proclamation. I'm sure you understand that."

"It'd be your job to make sure she isn't out either. You just keep an eye on her, keep her away from trouble with our new ruler and see to it that she is safe at home when it's time. How'd you do it is yours to decide." the woman tells. She takes out a note with an address on it.

"That is where she should be at night. But if she stays somewhere else inside, you don't need to drag her there. But if she is out during the curfew it is your job to get her off the streets. If you don't like being out then, make sure she is where she belongs before that."

"S@$# on a stick, she expects me to really work for this money."

"Ok, you have a deal. Her name? And I'll set out now to start the...babysitting."

"Meliandri Chastain-Aulamaxa. And I expect regular reports about her whereabouts and activities, if they threaten our good family name." the woman adds. "But make sure she doesn't notice that, or you're babysitting her on my account."

Saul stands, pocketing the five gold that the noblewoman left on the table. He shows her to the door politely. "I am on the case, ma'am. It is unorthodox, but I have it all in hand. I am a wealth of ideas and experience."

With her out, he flops back down on a chair. How in the hells am I supposed to corral an out of control socialite? I'm 52! She won't look at me, or want anything to do with me! Which means beating the concrete, following her, constantly. Without her seeing me. Ugh. What a terrible gig.

I need someone young on this. A handsome boy? A fun girlfriend? How about.... a young paladin? Who does well in obeying orders, appreciates hard work, and knows a sword. Oh Saul, you genius.

Reenergized by the prospect of the regular weekly income, and of a superb new plan, Saul jumps up, grabs his longspear, and is out the door. He tracks down Alamara's flat without too much difficulty. The two had a long day together, and she told the gumshoe about her life, the superficial matters anyway.

Alamara wasn't there; just the old mother. Saul leaves quickly after learning Alamara is absent...I am not about to deal with an angry mother. I would be suspicious too about an old man looking for a young woman.

It was a short walk to the laundry; Saul was familiar with the place. It where he dropped off his clothes every few months for a good washing. Maybe with the new income I'll be able to afford a monthly wash! Now, Saul, don't start seeing yourself as all high and mighty. This gig may not last two weeks.

Finally tracking down Alamara-- it was pretty simple to slip into the laundromat's side door to the back workroom-- Saul lays out his proposal.

"Here's the thing, young paladin. My partner is gone; your leader is missing. We have a lead and I think we should keep working it-- together. You proved yourself today. You were ready for a fight, but didn't go picking one. A young one like you, why... I expected you to simply charge the jail, and you didn't. Then I expected you to charge the guards, and you didn't. You're my type I think. I think you would make a partner, and I have the perfect assignment for you, when we aren't working our primary case."

Saul describes the visit with the matronly noblewoman."The dame said her daughter needs looking after. It's a bit of a hard job for me... I'm an old man, I can't be seen following a young woman. That's how scandals start and how old men end up in the slammer. But you-- you could befriend her, spend time with her. Go where she goes. And the main job is too keep her inside during curfew. Not bad, eh?"

"You'll be able to quit this job. I'm offering you 2 gold a week to do it, plus an additional 5 silver to pay for incidentals like expensive coffee and booze. Maybe a couple of nice outfits suitable for a socialite."

"What say you? We can go find her right now. Tonight, I'll just be... your fun uncle. I can feel her...somewhere in Villegre." Saul shows her the ring, attached to his finger.

”’Ello. Meliandri.” Mels looks down from her book, then buries her head in it again, ignoring the halfling for now. The passage she’s rereading seems especially fitting, and it’d be a shame to lose it halfway through. Once she’s finished, she looks up and properly takes in the garishly-dressed little man.

”More accurately, Meliandri Chastain-Aulamaxa, which is why you do not see many pretty ladies like me. The only other one is five years old, and there are not too many other noble girls around.” Mels closes her book and slowly offers a gloved hand. ”You are not waitstaff, so what are you doing ‘ere?”

Alamara is surprised to see Saul at the laundry, but even more surprised when he offers her a partnership. Two gold per week! That's more than her mother and her make combined. The offer was just too good to turn down. Alamara springs on Saul with surprising exuberance, hugging him and accepting his proposal. "I'd love to take that job, Mr Gibson! Partners! Gosh, I didn't know I had what it took to be a master sleuth, but I guess I underestimated myself."

She looks about the laundry, at the unfinished work and blows a loose strand of hair out of her face. "Can you front me the first week, sir? If I leave now, they will fire me. And I need to make sure my family is fed. If so, I will leave now to find this girl. How hard could that work be? Maybe we'll be best friends? Like sisters?"

Provided Saul pays her the coins now, Alamara picks up her gear and leaves with him, still dressed in her work clothes, which leave a lot to be desired in fashionable neighborhoods.

Saul hands over the two gold and five silvers, but then takes in what she is wearing. "I can't guarantee that you'll be best friends or sisters, sister. I hope you are up to this... she could be a spoiled noble for all I know. Sounds like it, actually, if you believe the mother."

"I do know, that if you show up dressed like this, there is a chance that you won't make a good first impression. It is only late afternoon, so how about you stop at a shop first?"

"Also... your weapons. Might be hard to make a sword work with a dress, but I just can't see leaving it behind. It's just too risky."

Finding Saul's strange activities exceedingly dull, and largely unfathomable Peeko follows along at a distance - since his Master told him to. He flitters about in the periphery of Saul's vision not deigning to interfere, and snagging a few conspicuous bugs with the air of one doing them a favour Peeko is very rich, so Peeko does not really need to eat you - Peeko is rich - but Peeko eats you anyway.

Spying Alamara he chirps a greeting landing on her shoulder and whispering, "Friends are better than sisters, sisters are very bossy and unfair. Master has seven sisters and one of them made Peeko wear clothes!"

"I am staying here for a bit, I help out as needed. I am looking for things to do today, do you have things you need done?" Fhingle sits down at the table.

Alamara looks herself up and down, and shrugs. Appearance has never really mattered much to her, even in her role as defender of the faith, the steel suit is not adorned, but practical.

"I haven't much experience with fancy things, Mr Gibson, but I will do my best to make the right impression." They stop at a moderately priced shop and after a few minutes trying things on, she picks out a well-made tunic and long skirt. Tying her hair up in a ponytail and wiping the sweat and dirt from her face, she actually looks a bit more presentable. Not exquisitely rich, but perhaps at least middle class in work clothes kind of look.

She smiles at Saul and takes a half-curtsy, trying on her best manners. "I suppose this is as ready as I get. We'll have to solve a case or two more before I can get the really fancy clothes."

As Saul and Alamara are ready and finally make it to the Longroad Coffeehouse they are welcomed by a polite halfling woman. "Welcome. A table for two?"

"Yes. And a coffee. Black. No sugar. No cream. No froo froo milk, syrup, or foam."

Saul whispers to Alamara while nodding toward Meli."There she is. Talking to that halfling."

"A coffee as dark as your soul?" Laria replies with a smirk while leading the two to a nice table at a window.

Fhingle looks up at Laria talks to the new people, a funny expression on his face, not quite glee but not quite fear.

Ever observant, Saul catches sight of the weird look on the halfling's face.

What's his problem?

sense motive on Fhingle w/ inspiration pt: 1d20 + 4 + 1d6 ⇒ (15) + 4 + (3) = 22 maybe up to fhingle to decide how much saul can deduce?

"Yes. And a coffee. Black. No sugar. No cream. No froo froo milk, syrup, or foam."

"Make it two," says Alamara, not knowing what else to get. She just copies what Saul does...

As the coffee bar hostess makes some comment about Saul's soul, Alamara stares at her. "What is that supposed to mean? What do you know about his soul?" Her tone is inquisitive, not irritated.

"Of course. Some of our famous pastries too?" Laria asks before she leaves to get the coffee.

Saul gets the feeling the halfling is scare but excited at the same time, his eyes show fear but his half smile show excitement.

"Do you know them?" Fhingle whispers to Meliandri

Saul whispers to Alamara: "Dark as my soul? Creepy little halflings? Did we walk into a coffeehouse or a diabolic cult? But that young noble girl over there, that is her. Now that I got eyes on her, I think I met her before. She is nice enough. Go over and introduce yourself. Be cool."

At the point of contact with the subject, Alamara gets a case of cold feet. "I don't know what to say to her. She's not like me. What could I possibly have to approach her about?" She looks at Saul with such a worried look, fearing that she doesn't have what it takes to be a master detective after all.

Laria comes back and serves two coffees, black. "How you take your coffee tells something about your character. But it doesn't go as far as to tell me the color of your soul. It's just a saying, probably brought up by someone who takes his or her coffee with all the frill you despise."

In addition she puts a small pot of milk and a cup of sugar with a spoon in it on the table. "Just in case you change your mind." she tells with a smile.

"Go see what she ordered and then order the exact same thing. Maybe it show you are soul mates or whatever, if you believe the tribble that the barista is spouting. She's weird. This place is weird. I'm much happier in a bar. Meanwhile, I want to talk to that strange halfling. He is giving me the creeps."

Saul walks over and gets the attention of Fhingle, hoping to distract him so Alamara can talk to Meliandre.

"Hey Mac, you got a problem? You're half grinning at me with that halfling face ever since I walked in the joint. I'm no genius, but that is not something a normal person does. Like you know something I don't. Spill it."

Peeko watches on bemused, having flitted in and alighted upon the rafters. Ugh, Peeko should probably not talk in this place? They might shoo Peeko out? So Peeko hides and watches the strange people being strange. Peeko hides.

"Nothing to tell, just an issue that I have, always flinching when a man who carries himself like you comes in. You remind me of my former master." Fhingle says while scooting back a bit.

Saul realizes that he is coming on strong. Though, in my defense, he is acting really creepy.

Saul plops himself down, trying to act less intimidating."Were you a slave?"

"Was?" Fhingle looks a bit confused, taking a few minutes to think it over.

"I was yes, my master died .... I am not sure how long ago now it feels like so long ago. I wandered alone in this town for a bit till Laria found me."

"Who was he? He must have been cruel, if you shied away from me because I reminded you of him."

"He is dead, he is no longer a concern." Fhingle's demeanor changes a bit but then back to a smile.

I don't want ot make a name up that doesn't make sense to the story

Alamara bucks up her courage and approaches the half-elf debutante. "Excuse me, miss. I couldn't help noticing the book you are reading..." Alamara says hopefully, trying to start a conversation. "And then I wondered what that wonderful drink you ordered is? I am new on the coffeehouse scene and am always looking for new things to try." The poor girl is quite nervous and stutters and stammers her way through the intro line.

That's as close as Alamara can get to a Bluff.

Alamara Bluff: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7 or if Diplomacy is more appropriate, add +4 more to the result.

Has the name of the book been mentioned? I didn't see it in a quick look back, or the topic at least?

Mysterious little bugger. Like wringing blood from a rock. Saul stands up and looks out a window and sips his coffee. The ex liked her coffee, liked it with cream and sugar. She didn't have a black soul; hers was always cheery and bright. They had a happy life for a long time. But people change. And Saul changed a lot when he went from overqualified fisherman to private eye. The long nights on stakeout, the stress... It drove him to the bottle. Haven't had a coffee for a long time. It reminds me of her.

Sense Motive: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (2) - 1 = 1

Well, then… Also, the book is called Imperial Betrayal. It’s a revolutionary text written by a Galtan philosopher. I’d imagine it’s a lot like reading The Communist Manifesto or The Diary of Che Guevara in a coffeeshop.

"Grande Tian Tea Latte, skim milk, no foam, extra 'ot, caramel and mint." Looking up from her book, Mels takes in the situation in the coffeeshop. She’d started ignoring the halfling as soon as she’d realized he was just another servant type, going back to her book instead. It wasn’t a question of being polite or rude, or of not wanting a conversation. Almost all her interactions with halflings was as a superior, though, and superiors didn’t need to respond to their subordinates unless they felt the need. The awkward girl in the middle-class-esque tunic, though…

”The book is called Imperial Betrayal. One of my favorite classes at Lady Docur’s was taught by a Galtan exile. She ‘ad a lot to say about ‘Osetter, but did not ‘ave us read the book itself, so I ‘ad to find it elsewhere. In the end, I ‘ad to disagree with Professor Vetta and agree with ‘Osetter and Jubanich.” Meliandri pauses, sliding the book into her handbag. ”There comes a time when the operation of the empire becomes quite odious, and any change is better. Even change like Galt.”

I'm fine with Saul getting the cloak of elvenkind and selling the leather armor. I'm not requesting any of the items.

If no one else wants, Saul could use the cloak of elvenkind.

Foxy, I apologize if you told us this already, how do you want us to determine value of sellable items, and then, is it full price to sell those or half-price?

Saul can unload what he is carrying and give the group a little infusion of cash.

You determine the values of the stuff by using your appraise skill. And you make it to money by finding someone who is willing to pay for that stuff. Like a pawnbroker. Someone with know local will know someone, or with diplomacy can get to one too.

And then you tell what you want to sell and the sleazy guy behind the counter will appraise that stuff and make you an offer.

And no, the silver ravens are no sellable items in this time in Kintargo. Even your shady pawnbroker won't be seen with that in his inventory.

I'll think of some figure an da place to put that shop later.

Mels wouldn't be opposed to the Cloak of Resistance, but it's probably a hot commodity being what it is.

I didn't forget the pawn shop visit. I just need half an hour to sit down and prepare that.

I figured! Dealing with equipment is work.

@Fhingle-- bald guy who always seems upset at something. Ha ha ha! I love it.

@GM Foxy how would we go about seeking a specific magic item? Specifically Salonius would love to get his hands on Sleeves of Many Garments 200gp which might well be useful to the whole party.

Is there some kind of mechanic to determine if we can know about, and/or find a particular magic item?

A question for the party:

How do we want to handle non-sold loot? For example, the magic cloaks are worth something, probably more than our shares are.

This is my second gaming playing a "Small" race, I know that there will be minimal if any loot that drops that will be sized for Fhingle and I am ok with that. His equipment over all will cost less.

@ Meliandri - I think if people take a cloak now they hold off on other loot till everyone is kinda caught up on WBL? Since the cloak is worth 1000 gold which puts you close to 3rd level for WBL.

My suggestion would be to tally up all items at their sale value, half cost price, and then divide into either 5 or 6 shares depending on whether we want a party fund for group utility items like cure wands. Since we need to keep the Silver Ravens, we can probably just take one each and give Rexus one excluding them from calculations.

I think Saul offered to track loot and imagine he was meaning something like that?

A question for the party:

How do we want to handle non-sold loot? For example, the magic cloaks are worth something, probably more than our shares are.

I would suggest to discuss this in game. With Meliandri either demanding to get one, because she's used to get wat she wants. Or instead refusing to take any, as a rat gnawed on cloak is below her as is a cloak making her look unremarkable.

With Fingle not daring to ask for something, much less demand as a former slave. Or demand because he wasn't as a slave. And if someone wants to count beans, then also in game please.

If someone falls behind because of this, just tell me and I might drop a useful item especially fitting te needs of someone left behind because of RP reasons.

1000gp is 2nd level WBL btw.

And this AP seems to be heavy on useful loot.

Have we actually established what the magic items are?

@GM Foxy how would we go about seeking a specific magic item? Specifically Salonius would love to get his hands on Sleeves of Many Garments 200gp which might well be useful to the whole party.

Is there some kind of mechanic to determine if we can know about, and/or find a particular magic item?

Such minor stuff is available. The question is how you get your hands on one, or find someone who is able to craft it. You got disguise self on your spell list? If not it might be a sidequest.

I do, but you cannot take Craft Wondrous Item until 3rd level so making it myself is out, though I could provide the spell - I think it is in my Spell book, though I need to check on herolab.

Wonderful. Now you either have to find someone who has Craft Wondrous items in Kintargo, or find someone who can organize such items. As the first AP is stretching over 7 weeks, we are not in a hurry and can play such things out.

Any response on trying to translate the papers? Waiting on that before I take other actions.

As for magical items - There is no list with magic item names that are recognized throughout Golarion. It more like: This is the legendary sword that Trakhum the Glorious - my great grandfathers - wielded in the great civil war to fight the devils. Instead of that +2 evil outsider bane longsword.

Sleeves of many garments is pretty close to a mundane description. But I assume it's nothing everyone and his uncle has seen and knows. Please keep that in mind when searching for magical items. And also for descriptions to your companions, once you identify the magical goods.

As for the sleeve of many garments, that ship has sailed. But for reference I'd imagine, you'd search for a way to have your disguise self ready as a item you can command, instead of preparing this spell everyday. And then go to find something that does this.

Because catalogue of items ready at hand is Shadowrun, not Pathfinder, at least in my imagination.

My suggestion would be to tally up all items at their sale value, half cost price, and then divide into either 5 or 6 shares depending on whether we want a party fund for group utility items like cure wands. Since we need to keep the Silver Ravens, we can probably just take one each and give Rexus one excluding them from calculations.

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I think Saul offered to track loot and imagine he was meaning something like that?

That's is way overcomplicated. How about whoever can best use the item, that person gets it. And if it is an item that everyone can use, we roll on it or people just let someone have it, and we do our best make sure everyone is getting something.

I want to treat this like we are playing at a table together and are friends, not like we are all just trying to maximize ourselves. The group is what matters.

I do like the idea of dividing up money into six parts and starting a "party fund" to buy items like wands. Let's just start doing that from here on out.

For our current magic items:
Salonius gets all the scrolls

Saul takes the cloak of elvenkind

Jhen, Fhingle, and Mels can roll off (d100) on the cloak of resistance.

Magic Leather Armor: Does anyone want it? We can sell otherwise.

MW Silver Morningstar: We should use it. Saul can wield it,
but maybe Jhen or Mels want it. Just claim it and it is yours.

I was waiting for Salonius to officially identify everything before saying something in game. If you did, I missed it.

Salonius can't ID anything because he doesn't have the spells today. Gotta wait until tomorrow.

@Saul that is what we do in all the group I have played in and it really is not that complicated I would be happy to do the book keeping, there are even apps setup to do it so you just plug in. I would happily chuck up a Google spreadsheet everyone can view.

I appreciate everyone might not want that way, but I think it is much fairer so it is my preferred option. For example Fhingle would not get the short straw for being small, and people would not get pigeon holed, stuck with stuff that fits "the wizard" but not their character, etc.

If there is no cost I would rather have The Cloak of Elvenkind, Salonius, is the most stealthy character by a fair margin and has and will use the skill in combat and out. But as a first level wizard scrolls and the money to craft them are a priority.

Isn't ID'ing just a spellcraft check?

Ok, Salonius, I have no problem handing reins of the items over to you. Happy to trust you.

Though I would roll against you for that cloak. The only reason Saul isn't stealthy yet is lack of skillpoints. I will take stealth next level. Seems like something a PI should be able to.

No, it is a spellcraft check in conjunction with Detect Magic.

Is the rest of the group happy with that? Maybe we see how it works out and if it proves too complex we switch to a less structured method?

Loot is my least favorite part of Pathfinder, so any system we have works for me.

Same here.

Current Loot

As long as I'm not keeping track of it I'm happy.

So you'll have to explain it to me a bit, Salonius. Are you giving me the cloak of elvenkind, then, so that puts me in the hole, so to speak, vs. everyone else. Do I still get the cash?

Also- we just split up 1500 and a little bit, not 575 in actual coin, so I am not sure where that number came from.

Also- if you are selling the leather armor, where is that money going.

Actually all of those questions can be cleared up with a post in game by Salonius... as long as you understand the system and can tell us who gets what clearly, then I am good.

Its not like you are really in the hole as it were it is just like a method to ensure everybody keeps more or less even. Its just a way of tracking how things balance out rather than relying upon the flow of treasure to favor everyone equally.

When we sell something the money goes into a group purse, kept wherever, by whoever - a bank might not be a bad shout if they are reliable? This money can then be withdrawn and taken from the share of those who withdraw it. So if Salonius takes 125gp so he can scribe ten scrolls his share goes down accordingly.

I have not included the coin from the mundane items you just sold, I certainly can if you would like? It is nice to have easily accessible records of wealth in case you get confused or forget, etc.

Generally it is more about keeping things even than anyone being in actual debt. So it is just a sort of points score letting us all know where we stand.

The 575gp is from the sale of the +1 Leather Armor and the Scroll of Pass Without Trace, which I felt were safe sale assumptions - I should probably have waited until we actually sold them in game.

If someone wants to cash out their share in coin we have to take that from actual coin, or sell more items to get actual coin. So generally any items nobody claims will be sold, or taken as party items. I feel there may be a case for some of the scrolls being party items so I have yet to mark them as sold. I am considering taking Whispering Wind for Salonius, but it seems like a scriber rather than a scroller...

Part of the idea behind the system - which to be clear I certainly did not invent everyone seemed to use it at the game store I started playing at when I lived in the U.S - is that it encourages players to keep items picked up as loot because they get them at half price. So in theory you are better off keeping as many items as possible.

I should probably just add in the 1500gp if there are no objections?

I will make a proposal in game after we deal with the cellar, and try to be clearer :) I will likely just have Salonius keep a ledger in the back of his spell book which is the same as the spreadsheet.

The concept is still not 100% in my mind, but that is ok. So if you want to record the 1500 gold, do I need to erase the 300ish gold in my inventory?

Salonius concept has no consequences in game as it just documents what is for ooc comparison of wealth.

You can take the coins, put them under your pillow and it is Salonius problem to properly note that down on the sheet.

The sheet sums the 50% sell value of all items and divides them by the number of players. Which is 677.9 gold.

This share is listed in the second row as the share under every players name. And when someone gets an item then the 50%sell value gets subtracted from that character's share listed under his name.

Meliandri got the cloak of resistance assigned. So she has a balance of 677.9 - 500 = 177.9 on her account.

Saul got 677.9 - 1250 = -572.1 for getting the elven cloak.

If the 1500 gold get included, this raises the share of everyone to 977.9, but in your case it wouldn't change your balance, as you got them in your pouch leading to
977.9 -1250 -300 = -572.1

This only has some consequence in game when you find the next stuff, or you need extra money from the group money you will have once the stuff is sold and Meliandri points out, that it is her turn to buy some new clothes, because she has nothing to wear to the opera and you have to wait and can't get more money as you got more than your share already.

If no one cares and you need that special holy devil bane spear that noone else can use to kill the endboss, you'll get it even though you got the largest share already.

Like every system, this one has some flaws too. If you for example find the unique +2 defending goblin bane sword (you know that legendary sword that this cousin on your mothers side...) that lists for 32.000 that costs 4 times what it is worth for the average player saving his or her coin.

Because who in his right mind would take defending and goblin bane sword if it puts your balance into the negatives, so you don't get anything for the next three levels.

Ran into that problem already in other games. It is no problem, as long as the group is reasonable in correcting the value in share to the wroth it actually has for the player.

Salonius, please put up the map of the Longroad Coffeesop. All three floors please.

So I have that 300 old on hand? And everyone else does too?

You shared them in game, so yes. As long as no one collects it again to put it to the bank.

Okay map is up, caught me at just the wrong time I am afraid. If you have the map image Foxy all you need to do is click on the prvious map hit delete and then paste the new one in in its place, well also right click go to order and select move to back. I certainly do not mind doing it, but in case I do not respond for a bit, etc.

Do you prefer the map tagless with grid like I have it? I did not want to read the tags so I just switched them straight off, but if there is a permutation from the PDF portfolio you prefer just let me know. Was not sure where the basement entrance was so placement is probably off.

I left one of each badguy we have encountered off to the side feel free to delete if you do not need them.

Ok, I tried it out to replace the background map. As the one you used lacked the basement room Saul and Mel stood in. Didn't think I could simply paste it. But this way I can really do it myself, with no delay do to /sleep/work/real life in general.

Great :) Do you want permission to edit the loot list BTW? I have not opened it up at the moment because its fairly easy to make mistakes, so if it goes wrong with just me able to edit I know who to blame...

Also just posted a Giantslayer Recruitment, hopefully GMing being a pedantic rules lawyer SOB is less of a bug, and more of a feature ;)

I was a bit disappointed, that I can't see the formulas behind the characters accounts, but I definitely don't want to edit that.

Great :) Do you want permission to edit the loot list BTW? I have not opened it up at the moment because its fairly easy to make mistakes, so if it goes wrong with just me able to edit I know who to blame...

Also just posted a Giantslayer Recruitment, hopefully GMing being a pedantic rules lawyer SOB is less of a bug, and more of a feature ;)

Very interesting.... so tell me, S, what is your favorite class. Just curious...

edit: Ah, realistically I don't dare apply. I am running my own recruitment right now, if anyone is interested: http://paizo.com/campaigns/KingmakerAPWithGMMustache/recruiting&page=2# 87

LOL, I love a Swashbuckler just got to do a swaggering introduction where I introduced my team one by one and got to use the immortal line, "more charismatic than a chocolate cheerleader." Its in a sort of modern setting where dungeon crawling is a sport, called XCrawl.

I had thought about applying for yours, but with my own recruitment it would likely be a stretch, and Kingmaker has broken my heart too many times *sob* ;)

I was a bit disappointed, that I can't see the formulas behind the characters accounts, but I definitely don't want to edit that.

I've not actually set up formulas for everything yet, I suspect that might get quite complex though it is likely doable. As a high tech individual I have a calculator on my desk ;p

Also just posted a Giantslayer Recruitment, hopefully GMing being a pedantic rules lawyer SOB is less of a bug, and more of a feature ;)

Just read your application rules. Not sure if I would even 'need to apply' :D

Also I'm already playing in a Giant Slayer game.

LOL, its more a shoot for the stars kinda thing... In practice I find the first few weeks are much better than average, and then when things inevitably slip back a bit I have an excuse to nag. Overall I think the game is better for everyone, and it really is only a tiny bit more work.

Most everyone in this recruitment thread have said they have already been in 1-3 failed Kingmakers... It does make me think. It requires people who are very willing to RP and be independent. Kinda like the first few weeks of this game, I think.

True, that said it is consistently ranked as one of the best APs. I would find the longest running couple of Kingmaker games on the boards and see what they are doing right, maybe see if you can find a few wound up ones and see if you can identify the problems that caused them to shut down? The individual AP forums usually have some pretty good advice and resources to, if you have not checked them out.

I suspect a big part of that is a lot of PBPs fizzle out and Kingmaker is an older AP so there have simply been more fizzles.

Most everyone in this recruitment thread have said they have already been in 1-3 failed Kingmakers... It does make me think. It requires people who are very willing to RP and be independent. Kinda like the first few weeks of this game, I think.

Interesting would be to find out were they failed. I really disliked the kingdom mini game that starts with book 2. To me it felt like having to do taxes instead of adventuring.

I'm currently in a pbp Kingmaker campaign and and I agree the kingdom mini game can be a grind. Also, the campaign, at times, does not give a clear direction on where to head or what to do and players can feel lost.

The random encounters in book 1 really bog down play. In our pbp the GM cut out most of the random encounters and described/summarized the exploration of Hexes. Hope this helps/makes sense.

I'm going to be away for a couple days. Bot me as needed.

Can I just clarify whether firing into melee has a 50% chance of hitting either grappler? There is no such text in PF, but some reasonable GMs rule that as an accidental omission and go with the 3.5 rule - I fall into the it is intentionally omitted camp since in PF grapples are adjacent rather than sharing space, etc.