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"Everybody ready? Ok, let's get this guy."
Cantrips
Acid Splash
Detect Magic
Detect Poison
Disrupt Undead
Message
Ray of Frost
Read Magic
1st level (7/day) - 2 cast
Burning Hands
Enlarge Person
Feather Fall
*Mage Armor
Magic Missile
Ray of Enfeeblement
2nd level (7/day) - 3 cast
Bull's Strength
False Life
Scorching Ray
*Resist Energy
3rd level (5/day) - 4 cast
Communal Darkvision
Fireball
*Fly
*=from bloodline
After the party heals and prepares themselves, they enter the vault, which is already opened, hence the invisible stalker being loose.
Entering the inner vault, the party sees, a collection of crates, bookshelves, and various sundries lies scattered throughout this cold vault. Stretched out on a table, several dog-eared papers strain to flutter under the weight of a heavy candelabra. Hundreds of tiny sigils line the inner walls of this sanctum.
As the party stands looking around, a man wearing a skinsaw mask steps through the back wall and charges the party!
Bruxo throws a hex at the masked man! He stumbles for a split second, but then shakes his head and brushes off the hex!
Gannus makes a grab at the man and with a surge of strength, grapples the man.
The man begins chanting, appearing to cast a spell.
Gannus squeezes the man harder, and he seems to lose his spell based on his curses.
Glaurung's spear snakes forward and just manages to stab the man, though it sinks deeply!
Gannus squeezes harder and is rewarded with hearing a couple ribs crack!
Weiman steps in front of Bruxo, casting a spell that quickens everyone movements.
Bruxo throws another hex at the man, but he seems to shrug it off once again.
The man tries to break free from Gannus' grasp, but fail in his endeavor.
Glaurung stabs at the man a couple time, quickly. The first strike hits, impaling the man's leg.
Gannus continues his stranglehold of the man, cracking more ribs and now making it hard for the man to breath.
Weiman helps Gannus with the stranglehold, stomping on the man's foot hard.
Bruxo lets out a scream only the man can hear. The man winces and his ears begin to bleed, but he seems to resist the full effect.
The man tries to break free once again and once again, Gannus holds him tight.
With one hard thrust of her spear, Glaurung impales the man in his gut. She twists hard, opening the wound. The man's innards start to fall out, becoming outards.
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Weiman investigates the vault while his super perceptions last.
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Weiman prepares a meal for the group, though he breaks out the tome Master Callbazzern's Guide to the Exploration of Life and references both "gnomes" and "women," under which he finds three relevant passages to see if there's any correlation.
Expect the unexpected; no two will ever be similar beyond limited entities the physical state. Under no circumstances should they be given magical implements that cause fire or explosions, for gnomes are quick to change moods.
Never cross a woman. Know that their capacity for fury runs deeper than their capacity for love.
He makes sure to try extra hard, seeing as he's seen her both kill a man and breathe fire. He tries to not imagine running points two and three together, but has no such self-control and imagines the bar burning down. He then imagines a funny joke about "burning down the house" and laughs to himself about it.
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Glaurung wipes her spear clean and makes sure the place is secure before reporting back to Dreng. She gives him a piece of her mind about Pathfinder security before heading for Weiman's restaurant, hoping they serve some kind of strong drink.
She spends the night in revelry, eating and especially drinking. As the alcohol flows, she turns to the halfling. "Say, Weiman: why don't we go have a wee bit of fun, huh?" Her hands have once again transformed into claws and she absentmindedly removes a file from her pocket and begins sharpening them.
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Bruxo steps up to the masked man. Let's see who you really are...
</Scooby Doo ending>
No Day Job for Bruxo (or any of my PCs, actually).
Though, he's Sczarni now, since Torch has showed his true colors; and, if ever there was a faction with which to have a PC with a Day Job, it would be Sczarni. I may just have to do that next level. Maybe it'll be Perform (evil cackle) or something similarly obscure.
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Weiman removes his dirty smock and lets the cooking crew get back to work after serving his newest near-masterpiece (to help eat it, of course.) It ends up being a meal centered around a set of almost unbearably hot spices, whom Weiman claims he "learned existed from back when I punched a bunch of Vudrans and a few statues, learning kung-fu from a mole man of justice.**" In the distance, you hear the bar owner yell "Justice!", as he probably did at least once throughout the night.
Weiman ponders the proposition for a moment, again thinking to his gnomish master's teachings. "Dead men tell no tales, but if they could, they'd probably be really interesting." Deciding on living the moment, he sidles closer to the gnome and adopts as deep a voice as his small frame can muster. "Baby, have you ever heard the phrase 'big fun in a small package'? Well, they're only half right." He, as usual, loses his imitation to laugh at his own joke... "Ha!" ... before returning to his sensual voice. "I'll let you figure out which half they got wrong."
The man fall to the ground in a pool of his own blood. As the party catches their breath, Bruxo unmasks the man to find Nordris Kalm, as Dreng suspected and whose son Sidri, was trying to thwart.
As the party is putting the pieces together, Dreng shows up, smiling. Well done! Well done! I knew you could be counted on. I see the Prospectus is still intact, wonderful. He rubs an arm across his milky eyes. As a reward, I would like to offer an entire day of study within my vault. Examine whatever you wish.
The following day is spent studying and researching all manner of Golarion lore. Fine drink and food keep you comfortable, and the soft rugs offer a welcome place to rest. More importantly, the lore available in Dreng’s vault is quite immense, and every member of the party becomes empowered from pursuing the many books and relics.
Dreng also informs you that he owes you all a favor for your service in helping to uncover a bit of the "new" splinter group, the Shadow Lodge...