GM Tektite's PFS #6-03 The Technic Siege (Inactive)

Game Master Hawkwen Agricola

"That's bad right? We need to hurry back." Cairo frowns.

Quinn's smile also fades. "Indeed. And with haste. But momentarily, what of this one?"

"BRING HIM WITH US! HE CAN FIGHT FOR HIS HONOR AND VENGEANCE FOR THIS DEMEANING ENCOUNTER!" Corb states, quickly looking over the dead for obvious ID, orders, or notes.

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I suggest to do what's need to be done with these men. Erasing all evidence of their passage here, and our.

Then he turned again to Sal

You seems well connected here, and as you may have heard when I present myself, I'm a Trade Prince of Qadira.
I'm always in need of new contacts and tips about commerce and trade. I'm sure we could buid something together in this town.

and again to his companions

I suggest to see if our friends from the League are already in our trail, camping in front of the lodge. If not, Aya suggest to find some merchants to improve the Lodge defense.

Let's do it.

In response to Qalim, Sal shrugs. "The weather here is awful, never thought I'd be complaing about too much water..."

Returning to Sharrowsmiths, you are met by Aya. She fixes you with a questioning look. "You have found Rand and his bookseller. Have you diffused the threat?"

Quinn steps forward, his tone issuing the sense of urgency. "Unfortunately, the bookseller sang like a harpy. The League knows who bought the book and of his affiliation with the Society. Misdirection will not aid us. They are coming for the book. It is only a matter of time."

"Yea, we need to be ready."

Nevertheless, we make sure to cut all possibility from the league to link us to Sal or Rand rescue

Anya nods grimly, her fear appearing to be realized. "It would appear reinforcing of the defenses is called for. I know several powerful merchants in Nantambu who would support our cause. The lodge contains two guardians that currently lack key components to properly function. That wooden statue we passed on the way in is actually a wood golem. All it takes is the essence of a baobab sapling’s root and a small ritual to reactivate it. In Nieford’s office hangs a suit of Zenj ceremonial armor that, when fitted with a special black diamond from the Brazen Peaks, animates and will defend this lodge to the best of its abilities. I know of at least three merchants in town who are likely to have such a gem.”

"I can go looking for the gem."

As a Trade Prince I know a thing or two about merchants. We will find the gem and if we can the baobab's essence.
Did you have a thirst name to give us Anya ?

"I can go looking for the baobab root!"

"You guys are familiar with rule one of safe adventuring right?" Sebastian adds into the conversation.

"SAFETY IS FOR THE PLACID AND INVALID, BUT SPLITTING ONE FORCE INTO TWO HALVES IS JUST AS DUMB! BUT WE SHOULD REMAIN A PACK! WHO ARE THESE SHOPKEEPERS?!?"

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"All together or each a piece, we must hurry."

I agree with Sebastian, we must stick together, especially if the league's agents search for people from the Pathfinder Society.

When Anya gave the name of the merchants, Qalim tried to remember what he knows about them.

Know. Local: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (15) + 13 = 28

Aya gives the party a "short list" of possible merchants in town the wourd have such a gem, while informing you that the root of the baobab tree is found in the jungle.

KN: nature to find the root, Diplomacy to speed how long it takes you to find the correct jeweler.

After a time, the party hears word of a merchant, Uzoma Mikabwe, that posses the gem you seek.

The shop is a small clay brick building, one of the few in town with a permanent structure. From within come the sounds of a loud, one-sided discussion. “You still owe 1,000 gold, Uzoma, you’ve had an extra week to pay up. Now where’s the money?”

Going to use Touch of Glory for this one.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 14 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 14 + 9 = 32

"That sounds bad."

Auto aid Diplomacy.

Fizzbeard's face lights up as he hears the discussion within. A damsel in distress! Just what I've been looking for!

"Hold it right there!" the gnome says as he kicks open the door!

Auto aid Diplomacy

Quinn draws his blade and holds it in a less-threatening reverse grip towards the back of his shoulder.

"Or don't. The way out is this way. Your call."

@GM Tektite: Know. Local doesn't work on this case ?

Know. Nature: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12

Aid (Diplomacy): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

Be carefull friends, this could be just a "business discussion". Intervening could worsing the things between the two parties and buying the gem could simply help both side. Don't jump so fast on conclusion.

The scenario only lists Diplomacy. shrug

Fizzbeard kicks open the door to see three men and a woman with startled looks on their faces. The woman stands behind a counter, while one man talks to her and the two others loiter around the small shop.

The man talking to the woman, the apparent leader, turns to the party. "Ay mon', de shop es closed! Dis es a rivate 'fair, savvy? Geet outta a heere!"

"YOUR ACCENT IS DIFFICULT TO FOLLOW! WE NEED TO BUY A GEM FROM THAT LADY!" Corb says, getting to the point as quickly as possible.

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Lol...

"Ay seed, GO WAY MON'!" The man yells as he two lackeys puff up their chests and hands drift toward their weapons.

I wouldn't do that if I were you. I'm Trade Prince Qalim Al Shama and we need something this woman sell.
I suggest you step out and go somewhere else, far from this shop.

Intimidation: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (15) + 21 = 36

"LIKE HELL I'LL LEAVE! WE'RE FINALLY DONE WITH BEING SISSY SNEAKERS AGAIN!" Corb adds, drawing his sword as the intimidate check is being made. "YOU LEAVE!"

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Corb is awesome.

"Yea, only bullies pick on shopkeepers." Cairo draws his scimitar in step.

Quinn shakes his head, smiling. "Well, that escalated quickly. If that's the direction you want to take, just say so and we'll be happy oblige... Just, give me warning to I can cast a comprehension spell to understand your compliance."

Auto assist intimidate as well.

The lead man quails a bit at Qalim's words. Motioning to his cronies, he begins moving toward the door. "Dis' not wort eet. Come on."

With that, the three men head off into the village. The shopkeep turns to the Qalim. "Thank you for that, though I fear they will return after you have left. None the less, thank you again. How can I help you?"

"We need a black diamond to reanimate a suit of Zenj armor. Do you have one?"

If you are again threatened by these men, tell them you are under the protection of Trade Prince Qalim Al Shama. I'm always looking for new business opportunity and expending my own trade network and it seems, like my comrade just said, you have something we are interested in.
We need a black diamond, specificaly a black diamond from the Brazen Peaks, such rock is the key in the process of re-animating a guardian in one of our shop.
I'm sure we can find an agreement which will could agree on.

The shopkeep nods. "Indeed I do and I am happy to give it to you in repayment for sending the men away." She reaches under the table, shuffling through some drawers and produces a black diamond, setting it the table.

Appraise DC15 (if I can't take 10): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (15) + 12 = 27

Qalim looked at the gem, evaluing it. After a few second a fin smile make an appearence upon his usualy grim face.

Perfect, that's exactly what we're looking for. It's a pleasure to do business with you Uzoma.
I hope we could develop our business relationship further.

"Before we set off, would you happen to know of a botanist or shrubber nearby which would have a baobab root?"

Unable to think of such a person himself, Quinn opts to ask the merchant.

Uzoma shakes her head. "No, but I know there are plenty of baobabs in the jungle."

"Ah, yes, of course. The jungle. Very well. Hmmm, can any of us identify it should we find it?" he asks the party.

I have some training in survival and knowledge in all natural things.

Said Qalim to Quinn questions

Knowledge (nature) AND Survival to find the root.

Fizz frowns when asked if he can identify the root. "I've had training in heraldry and, of course, dragon-hunting, but I'm afraid recognizing roots is not in my skill set."

"I RAN AWAY AND LIVED IN THE WOODS AS A PUNY CHILD AFTER THE THREE-HUNDRETH TIME HEARING ABOUT THAT STUPID BROTHEL BUT I JUST ATE WHATEVER I KILLED! VEGETABLES ARE FOR WEAK RABBITS!" Corb notes, implying he has Survival but not Kn(N). Maybe buy a Pathfinder Chronicle / Masterwork tool if we have time?

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In this case, I'm the most qualified for this task as for many others it seems Please, follow me in the Jungle and Corb will help me find a way. May be Quinn could help me identify the roots ?

Survival: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19
Know. Nature (take 10): 10 + 10 = 20

survival aid: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

Corb finds creates paths by moving large stones, stumps, and other objects.

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Cairo will guidance Qalim for both of those.

"A journey to the jungle for the root of some tree. This is new ground for me. Still, I shall try to be of some assistance."

Survival: 1d20 ⇒ 17
Know (nat): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

I'm more used to the desert, so this trip in the jungle is also new for me. I'm felling almost like Count Jeggare !

"You mean you want to write a really boring book?"

No, I'm felling like having many Radovan ! Ah Ah Ah !

Answered with a smile Qalim

Cairo looks at back at Qalim really confused.

1d20 ⇒ 3

After a couple hours of searching, the party manages to stomp through the jungle and locate a baobab tree, near a river.

Not yet. I probably will go through it tonight/tommorow. I just hope it's balanced better than the ACG, but I'm not holding my breath.

My apologies fellas. I have been super busy of late, and fighting a cold. I have dropped the ball and I know it. I'm sorry. I'm trying to catch up, but will be busy through the next Tue. Again, my apologies.

That's ok, I'm sure things will settle down soon enough and you'll be back to normal before long. Also, holy s%~& you've got a lot of games going on! I might've had close to that many at one point, but that was when I was finished with school and only working a few hours a day. And you've got kids to look after! Sheeh! I don't know how you find time to play at all!

No problems. Paizo just got blocked on the work content filter so that's kinda hampered me a lot too.

Day Job (Caravan/Intimidate): 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (20) + 21 = 41

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