GM Tarondor's Trouble in Tamran (PFS Scenario 7-07) TABLE "B" (Inactive)

Game Master Tarondor

"Like what, exactly, little master?" Gilligam replies.

The half elf will remain silent but try to keep an eye out for anyone that is paying undue attention to the interaction

1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17

Ser Willem cuts to the chase. "Pesh, flayleaf, shiver, the truly exotic stuff. See rumor has it that the usual vendor has been runout and you've got it. "

Mr. Copperpot recoils as the merchant addresses him directly, and simply points toward Ser Willem.

"What he said," he peeps.

Gilligam gives you a wan smile. "You don't seem like flayleaf users to me. Shiver, neither. But neither is illegal here in Tamran, so if you insist I can sell you some. Pesh as well."

[PING!]

"Squee?"

Taking over Xiao Hua moves closer.
"Actually we seek information! He pays of course. There have been strange happening lately concerning the safe conduct of shippemnts. A lot of merchants have problems. But not you. I am sure you have some contacts. Maybe those can answer our precissing problems!"
DiploGather information: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21

A terrified look comes over Gilligam's life when Xiao Hua asks her questions.

“I knew this was going to come back to bite me! You’re here to break my legs or something, right? Well you don’t have to—I’ll tell you everything! Just don’t hurt me! I used to buy from Guaril Karela; now I buy from whoever is stealing from Karela. Hey, what’s it matter to me? When I meet them, it’s always on the north end of town, so I figure they just have a hideout up north somewhere. Please, that’s all I know!”

SM: 1d20 ⇒ 12

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19

"You and I both know there is more to your story. I think now that you know why we're here, you know it's best not to lie." He leans in close, his hand on his sword hilt. "Out with it. Or I let Natula vent her frustration on you and your shop."

“Okay, okay, they come from the river! They sell for half what I used to pay Karela! I hope you never catch them!”

"Where?" Natula asks as with a word an unlit candle ignites bathing her face in an eerie glow.

Mr. Copperpot nods knowingly and whispers to his familiar, Ripley.

"There is always a hidden agenda..."

The half-elf nods.

"Oh, I have no doubt we will find them.", Ser Willem smirks. "You're taking us to them. "

"What? No I'm not!

Sadly, he's not. Couldn't if he wanted to. He only knows the direction from which they came.

He has met them however,which means he knows how to get a hold of them to set up a meeting,which is what Ser Willem is trying for. If he can't,that's fine. Our next stop will probably be the river.

"That's not much of a motivational speach you're going us here. I mean, a bunch of guys living down by the river in gods knows what."

"We will need precise directions to find them," Mr. Copperpot says. "And if you lie to us, my dwarven friend here will have words with you when we come back," the gnome adds.

The dwarf glowers at the merchant.

bluff: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23

"Look, that's all I know; they came from over there," he says, waving towards the river.

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Don't get too wound up here. What you're doing is perfectly logical, but the scenario is designed to let you put together disparate pieces of information and then draw some conclusions. I advise that you Consider yourselves to still be in sleuthing mode.

Ser Willem sighs. He was getting nowhere further with this bottom feeder. Not realizing he had grabbed the man by his collar, he released him and smoothed out his tunic. "I think it's high time we go fishing. To the river?"

"To the river? Although I think we should check the last location first and start first thing tomorrow morning!"

"Yes...we should study the last location thoroughly before we do anything rash like investigate the river," Mr. Copperpot says.

"Quite right! It's always best to investigate all options before proceeding towards a dangerous location like a river!" Bryndarynn says patting the little gnome on the shoulder.

Mr. Copperpot smiles. "I am glad we are of accord. You are a cautious and careful Pathfinder, and by that I mean an excellent one. I can tell these things about people."

Perhaps we should press this lead however. There is no guarantee that this one will not let his contacts know that we are coming or that we are looking for them.

I was going to the worst place in the world and I didn't even know it yet. Weeks away and hundreds of miles up a river that snaked through the war like a main circuit cable plugged straight into Aspis. It was no accident that I got to be the caretaker of this missions's memory any more than being back in Saigon Tamran was an accident. There is no way to tell this story without telling my own. And if this story really is a confession, then so is mine.

The horror. The horror.

So... I'm not entirely sure what the party has decided to do... if you have decided anything. Are you heading to the river? Or re-investigating the previous location? Or visiting some of the other places Oraiah mentioned?

One vote for heading up river Apocalypse Now! style (with the soundtrack of course).

Infos gathered so far:
The Docks: “Thefts?" he asks peevishly. "I don’t know nothing about no thefts. I know about receiving stolen goods though, and I ain’t about t’get locked up on no fool charge like that. Some Varisian feller come by anting to buy up mah vermin repellent, trying to barter off some potions or whatnot. But I sees the Glyph of the Open Road on ‘em, and I ain’t about to touch no Pathfinder stuffs, so I tell him to shove off. Boy that got ‘im real mad. He was itchin’ up a storm, he was! Must have been living in them marshes, where them skeeters live.”

The Gar’s Last Meal: Still open

The Forest Bounty: “Two weeks ago," he says, "while my men and I were patrolling along the edge of the Fangwood south of the city, we spotted a group of bandits attacking a smuggler in the woods. We gave chase, and tracked them as they fled west, but lost the trail when they hit the river. I don’t think they simply forded or swam; I’d bet good money your bandits have a ship capable of sailing up the Marideth River.”

The Market District: “I knew this was going to come back to bite me! You’re here to break my legs or something, right? Well you don’t have to—I’ll tell you everything! Just don’t hurt me! I used to buy from Guaril Karela; now I buy from whoever is stealing from Karela. Hey, what’s it matter to me? When I meet them, it’s always on the north end of town, so I figure they just have a hideout up north somewhere. Please, that’s all I know!Okay, okay, they come from the river! They sell for half what I used to pay Karela! I hope you never catch them!”

I' vote for Gar' Last Meal. Then we've hit all 4 plaes here, and can make a decision based on all the available info.

Last meal works for me. We should finish all these leads before going to the river.

The Gar’s Last Meal is a reasonably priced and relatively comfortable inn, whose only downside is that it smells of fish. The taproom at the Gar’s Last Meal is a fairly popular local hangout, providing you a large number of possible informants in one place.

GM - Everyone give me Perception checks, please!

Perc: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17

perception (with Kalus near): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16

perception 1d20 ⇒ 13

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Mr. Copperpot looks around apprehensively.

perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

And one for Ser Willem.

Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

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Looking to the man Xiao Hua speaks up."Boris, how very good of you to come. And right on time. You are a man of your word."
Whatever he plans she wants everyone to look at him and her whole team alert.

The half elf looks in the direction of the man.

"Who? What? Where?" Mr. Copperpot blurts.

I need to post a map. I'll have to get to my computer tonight before I can post it.

Initiative Order
Cutpurses
Good Guys

A word on Initiative. We will not do actions in strict initiative order. We'll do it in block order. This means that in the first round, faster initiatives go first, but once the bad guys have gone, it'll be everyone's turn and I'll just say "everyone, go!". If you buff after someone else has gone, but in the same initiative block, I'll apply the buff to all your teammates, even those who posted before you.

This is a surprise round and only Xiao Hua can go.

Any space with furniture is difficult terrain. Feel free to get creative with chairs and tables and whatnot.
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Two men approach, daggers palmed against their forearms. One cuts open a bag of coins and lets bag and coins fall all over the floor near Natula. A woman at a table nearby points at the gold coins. “Thief! Cutpurse! I saw the whole thing!” As he glances at the pile of coins still settling on the ground, he shouts, “Wait, those are Molthuni coins—a bribe from your Molthuni paymasters? You traitors!”

Xiao Hua, go! Single Standard or Move action only, please.

Xiao Hua will cast daze on the one closest to her. DC17

Cutpurse #2 Will Save: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (2) - 1 = 1

Momentarily dazed by Xiao Hua's twisting of reality, one of the cutpurses simply says "Uhhhh..."

Seeing the attack, the other snarls and slashes his knife at Talondreal, cutting the paladin across the face, slashing his nose and ear, just barely missing the eye!

Cutpurse #1 Knife attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22
Potential critical hit: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
Damage v. Talondreal: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (3, 3) + 4 = 10

At the same time, the woman who had shouted out that you were Molthuni traitors moves and casts a spell.

Xiao Hua, Bryndarynn and Talondreal feel very sleepy. Give me a DC 14 Will save!

Everyone, go!

Talondreal: 10 damage

Isnt sleep a full round action spell to cast?