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Tere keeps an eye out for busybodies while Dale and Huratas do their thing.

No magic is detected on the pier by Dale. The simple but hefty iron lock is quickly picked by Huratas. Still, the sliding hanger door does not budge, likely barred from the inside. A few fishermen and kids sit along the pier in the distance, barely aware of your presence.

"I thought the place was deserted. But it is barred from the inside. So either someone is inside and barred it or someone barred it and left another way. Let's look for another way in."

Start looking around for a hidden entrance.
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

Selfi does likewise.

A loading door located on the south side sits over water. Huratas and Selfi notices that a small ledge running the perimeter of the warehouse; a nimble person can likely scale around it.

"Turning on the lightswitch."

Dale casts Light on his hat.

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"I will try to get to those doors and go unbar this door."

Can I take 10 for a total of 16?

I miss read the description the front door is unlocked and open; the side loading door is barred from the inside. I'll moved everyone over to the front door just inside shortly.

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The ambient light from outside had been blocked by a filthy, oily film on the structure’s few windows. Darting illumination comes from light reflecting off the water through a splintered hole in the floor beyond some crates to the south. Throughout the warehouse, crates, boxes, and barrels lean against each other in vaguely sorted stacks. A lingering smell indicates some of the contents are certainly spoiled.

Inside the warehouse, you find many barrels, boxes, and crates stacked along the walls. Just inside the door sits a handful of crates and kegs of beer. By the smell of them, most of these smaller crates and barrels seem to contain foodstuffs in various states of freshness. Some crates reek of rot. Stacks of simple coffins sit against the east wall. The rest of the crates stacked along the north and south walls contain simple sundries including, but not limited to beer, blocks of clay, coffee, coils of rope, dried fish, nails, nets, raw cotton, rough wool, spare sails, timber planks, various pulleys and tools, and cheap weapons. A crane, used for loading and unloading boats, clings to a rail running the length of the warehouse, hanging 5 feet below the high ceiling.

Tere loosens the blade over his shoulder in its sheath and looks around, his elven eyes piercing the gloom. "We are looking for an emblem of three crows, I think?" He walks slowly into the warehouse.

Go ahead and move map marker.

Done.

From Tere's perspective, he sees perched in the middle of the hole in the far side of the structure, teetering on split planks, sits a large crate stamped with three crows arranged in a triangle—the very crate you have come to find.

Dale heads up to give more light. "Well, whatcha waiting for?"

Akter moves forward, pulling his bow and preparing an arrow. This whole day was being fairly eventful, and he felt he had to be ready for the worst.

I don't like it, guys. It seems a little too quiet so far. Should one of us watch the door? - he whispers, a little paranoid.

I close the door. Then begin moving towards the stamped crate keeping an eye out for trouble.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

Tere follows the monk into the warehouse, looking for any sign of movement. "Any ideas on how to get the crate? There's probably some rope around, if we can tie onto it and pull it off the hole."

Huratas cautiously moves forward and do not see any signs of danger or caution other than that rickety floor. Tere observes that there is a cord of rope running through the crane head hanging from the rail above, currently positioned above the crate.

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"Do any of you know how to use a crane? Failing that, let's see if we can tie some rope onto the crate and pull it off of the hole."

Some PCs still haven't sighted the crate nor moved from the entrance. Only Tere and Huratas have moved closer.

Dale moves in and sees.

"Perhaps if we are careful, we can work in tandam to move the planks without the crate falling in." Are the planks moveable? This is assuming that they are.

"If not, I have some rope."

Yes, several timber planks are stacked at the north and south wall, they are each about 10-15 long.

I moved closer too, GM...

Maybe we could try to reach the rail and climb over to the crate? - said Akter - I don't know. If some of us push or give base and balance to someone light and acrobatic... While the others help with the planks as Dale observed.

Let me know your group's action. Sounds like throwing ideas back and forth right now.

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"Perhaps we merely shake the tree and allow the apple to drop into our basket."

"Now there is an idea. I saw a boat out there. Maybe we can bring it in here and simply drop the crate into the boat."

What is everyone doing? Somebody take initiative.

I'll investigate the crane. And if possible move it as close to the crate as I can.

"Selfi, good idea, but I don't want to rely on that. You go get the boat and position it under the hole. Dale, you keep watch and fast-talk anyone who tries to question it. Huratas, Akter--we'll try and get some planks under the box and slide it back onto solid flooring, but Selfi has to be ready to catch it if it falls. How's that?"

Huratas heads for the far wall. Suddenly, three stealthy-mangey-diseased-drooling rat-like creatures charge out from the crevices like assault troopers with jaws snapping! Tere takes a bite to the ankle!

Surprise Round:
Dire Rat 1: 1d20 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 2 = 4>>bite plus disease: 1d4 ⇒ 4
Dire Rat 2: 1d20 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 1 + 2 = 22>>bite plus disease: 1d4 ⇒ 4 hit!
Dire Rat 3: 1d20 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 1 + 2 = 11>>bite plus disease: 1d4 ⇒ 3
Disease (Ex) Filth fever: Bite—injury; save Fort DC 11; onset 1d3 days; frequency 1/day; effect 1d3 Dex damage and 1d3 Con damage; cure 2 consecutive saves. The save DC is Constitution-based.

UP! Tere:Akter:Dale:Selfi:Huratas

DC 11 Fort save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Feh. At least the effects take a while to kick in.

Trailing blood from his ankle, the elf spins around as he draws his sword and slices down at the rat on him!

Blade to muzzle: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
Damage: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Finally, something to win glory against! Selfi pools all of her fury into one attack.

RAGE! +4 Str, +4 Con, -2 AC

savage-looking greatsword: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 3 + 2 = 23 damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (2, 1) + 6 = 9

Akter moves to approach the last rat and shoots.

Attack (PBS): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14 Precise Shot targeting dire rat #3
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

The ranger moves his bow with grace, even if it's not his best shot - and even if Huratas probably doesn't need much of his help.

Tere exterminates the ROUS with a gentle pet of his longsword. Selfi does the same with a swing of her even bigger sword. Akter puts an arrow through the last one. [-2 AC for charging] It screeches and dives into the water below, ending the warehouse terror. Without other distractions, the task of getting the crates is eventually accomplished.

The rescued crate holds a smaller mahogany box inside, which contains five books and a few loose sheets of paper in a leather folder. The titles and subjects seem completely unrelated to each other: Practical Thaumaturgy In Accordance with Creation, Geographic Anomalies of the Inner Sea, Under Kaer Maga: A Trial and Travel, Physiology of Dragons: An Illustrated Reference, Lost Sarusan. The leather folder contains: cargo manifestos, warehouse inventories, financial logs from a dozen different merchant houses and trade guilds. The crate also contains: 10 sets of masterwork thieves’ tools, three flasks of alchemist’s fire, a flask of acid, a dozen jars of various inks, a footprint book, adamantine weapon blanch, three bags of powder, a deck of marked cards, two sets of average loaded dice.

Gathering the books Guaril requested (and any other items you want) you bring them back to him at his curio shop, where he congratulates you on the success of your task and rewards each member of your party.

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Back on the streets in very short order, you have plenty of time to return to the Grand Lodge. But very soon, you realize that the tail you've spotted occasionally throughout the day has found you again, and this time he makes no effort to conceal himself, planting his feet in the middle of a narrow street ahead of you. You also notice that he's gathered a few companions to back him up, and they don't look friendly...

The man who’s been following you draws aside his cloak to reveal a chain shirt underneath and unsheathed rapier in hand. Standing with him are three others. A young woman, lithe, with dark hair hanging in ringlets that just brush her shoulders wearing a long skirt, embroidered with silver and black thread and a high-necked woolen blouse. An exotic Tian woman with blue eyes and an open smiling face, wearing a well-made, green silk dress in the most current fashion and a shimmering black scarf draped across her shoulders. Last, and least, is a strange muscled Halfling with a handlebar moustache and a crazed gleam in his eyes.

With a grin, your stalker talks over his shoulder to young dark haired woman. “Here they are Deandre, just like I said they’d be.” The young woman doesn’t immediately appear a threat, but as she speaks, her role as leader of this rough crew becomes clear. “Yes, Larkin, I have eyes. But you haven’t proven your worth yet.” Gesturing to the Tian woman and the Halfling, she says. “Go with Hallis and Ledford, and get me their Pathfinder gold and trinkets.” She then turns her pale face to your group and calls out. “Go ahead and resist if you like. Norgorber likes a little blood on his loot.”

All PCs UP!

Move up to Deandre, and attack her with an unarmed strike non-lethal. Declaring it a stunning fist attempt.

Unarmed non-lethal vs flat-footed: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15 for dmg: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

DC 12 Fort save or be stunned for 1 round.

"I like my gold and trinkets right where they are."

Selfi closes her eyes and balls up her fists. "YES!! This is good! They are trying to kill us and take our belongings!" She explains to her fellows and then turns back to their acosters and asks: "Tell me, are you Pathfinders as well?"

She charges past the Tian woman AoO and angles for the one called 'Ledford' as he is not currently engaged.

greatsword v Ledford (charge, rage!): 1d20 + 3 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 3 + 2 + 2 = 20 damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 4) + 6 = 14

Charge/RAGE! Str +4, Con +4, Will save +2, AC -4

ouch

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"What's this? I think you've picked the wrong people to mess with."

Move Action
Dale moves closer.

Standard Action
He shoots an Elemental Ray at Halli.
Elemental Ray Touch Attack (Point Blank Shot, Cover): 1d20 + 3 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (12) + 3 + 1 - 4 = 12
Elemental Ray Damage (Point Blank Shot): 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 - Acid

Before moving on, Tere will burn a charge from his CLW wand on the bite.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Looking at the extensive pile of loot, Tere shakes his head. "We should have come here first--that powder would have been handy at Venture-Captain Dralneen's."

In the present:
Elven curve blade in hand, Tere advances behind the charging Selfi and prepares to act if she falls. Move 20'; holding action.

Posting from my phone... can someone move my token, please?

Akter moves behind Dale and, despite the cover, seeks to shoot the further woman (30 feet - Halli) with his bow, especially since they haven't yet acted.

Attack (PBS, Cover, PS): 1d20 + 5 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (13) + 5 + 1 - 4 = 15
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Don't forget Deandre needs a DC 12 Fort save.

...especially since they haven't yet acted.

Maybe, they may have moved on the surprise round.

Fort vs Stunning: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13
Deandre AoO vs Selfi: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14>1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
Deandre vs Huratas: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18>1d6 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4 hit
Larkin attk + Gang Up: 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 + 2 = 22>1d6 + 2 + 1d6 ⇒ (5) + 2 + (5) = 12 threat
confirm: 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 + 2 = 19>>1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7 crit {19 dam total}
Ledford Sunder: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20 >1d12 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16
Halli Magic Missile on Tere: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4 hit

Deandre takes one to the gut from Huratas but shakes off the stunning effect. Selfi rushes past the woman and nearly cleaves the blond halfing into half of a halfling. Tere follows in to finish of the bugger. Declare either Delay or Readied Action with rolls Dale's Elemental Ray hits Halli with a stream of acid, while Akter's arrow bounces off an invisible force surrounding her.

Deandre takes a swipe at Selfi moving by but misses, following up with a searing slash of her sword at Huratas. Larkin drives a rapier deep into Selfi. Ledford takes a mighty swing with his axe to break Selfi's sword; rendering it broken. [AoO] Halli casts a Magic Missile at Huratas.

PCs UP!

Your roll says magic missile vs Tere but you said it was at me. I'm still up either way. Selfi has a broken sword, is down, and if she took 5 dmg then 19 she is close to death. Rough round for us.

Flurry of blows vs Deandre.

unarmed lethal: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6 for dmg: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

unarmed lethal: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7 for dmg: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Standard Action
Dale shoots another Elemental Ray at Halli.
Elemental Ray Touch Attack (Point Blank Shot, Cover): 1d20 + 3 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (14) + 3 + 1 - 4 = 14
Elemental Ray Damage (Point Blank Shot): 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 - Acid

Huratas would have likely healed from the CLW wand after the docks as well. Sorry, the rolls are correct, the narrative wrong on the MMissile. The AoO missed Selfi, she down at -4 bleeding.

Halli casts a Magic Missile at Tere.

Slice the halfling: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25
Eat this!: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
Base damage: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
Crit damage, if applicable: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Tere steps up over Selfi's bleeding body, blade in hand, and slashes down at the halfling with lethal accuracy.

vicious!