Helikons Core Wounded Wisp PbP V (Inactive)

Game Master Helikon

Panzer manages to hit one beetle and kills it. Combat over.
What do you do now?

"Where in the nine hells did those come from? And what were they?" Hrogar asked, clearly surprised. He looks around the room for other dangers.

Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 8

Celebdan joins Hrogar in searching the place.

perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23

Celebdan will notice that during examining the room that despite the
lack of dust on many surfaces, no one has been here for years. The carpet and sofa show virtually no wear, and the clean tables are the product of a permanent unseen servant.
Nothing of value is in this room

Hrogar lifts up the carpet to look for a trap door.

Are there any stairs to another level?

No but other rooms adjesant to this one.

Celebdan will ransack through the rooms one by one.

Ganzer looks into the first room to his right.

After searching the house you find the following:
An examination of the table in the southwest corner reveals a neatly penned letter. Underneath the letter is a hastily scrawled note in similar handwriting, which contains the name Doulgonlir Caskmail. A long-forgotten potion of cure moderate wounds and potion of lesser restoration sit on the northwest windowsill.

"These may come in handy. And look, here is a clue... Seems we should head to the wall of Names."

"Illusions, huh?" Hrogar asks from the other room. Everyone hears a loud clatter as he knocks something over. "Guess that wasn't one of them."

Hrogar joins Ganzer in the other room. "Wall of Names? Good thing he was kind enough to give us a clue. I'd hate to be running around this city without knowing what for."

Tajan will offer to read the letter and the note."Do any of you wish to stand back before I read this in case he has inscribed some explosive runes on these?"

Hrogar steps back and raises a suspicious eyebrow.

Stepping back Jonas just nods.
"I think we better go to the cemetary first. I think it could be better. Is anyone hurt?"

Galahad shrugs.

"We should probably visit both locations. Whichever is closer should be first, I guess?"

When someone mentions explosive runes, he hurriedly takes a few steps away from the bearer, just to be on the safe side.

"I believe that there is something more to discover at the grave. Let's go there next."

Without problem you reach the graveyard. After walking a few steps you meet a young woman dressed in the garb of a Sarenrae cleric with weapon drawn.
"What do you want here?"

Jonas speaks up:"Lady Cleric, we are very sorry to come here, but we seek a clue left behind by the Stonemason Arkath. He left it behind for other pathfinders. We mean no harm or disrespect!" Diplo: 1d20 ⇒ 10

Not enough. But if you get some aids?

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

"Pardon us, ma'am. Are you ok? Anything we can do to help?"

diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

"We will be very respectful"

Hrogar stands there awkwardly - and silently - while attempting to look non-threatening.

Diplomacy Aid Another: 1d20 ⇒ 20
Sense Motive Aid Another: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (15) - 1 = 14

Convinced Onyeka leads you to the sarcophagus of Arkath. But .. .she is watching you with keen eyes, taking care no disrespect is happening here!

Ganzer performs a ritual to bless the dead before opening the sarcophagus. He is quiet and very respectful, taking care not to disturb the remains any more than absolutely necessary.

He looks around to see what's what.
Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21

If he doesn't find anything, he will cast detect magic.

Ganzer will find a magical aura in the mouth of the dead. But how to extract under the watchful gaze of the cleric?

"You see how respectful we are. Do you wish to offer a prayer for Arakh yourself?"

. Hoping to distract the cleric as someone else does something sneaky about the coin

Jonas goes shoulder to shoulder with Tajan.

"I believe I have found the message that was left for us. Perhaps we should all bow our heads in prayer for his departed soul."

Ganzer will lead a prayer and then try to retrieve the item.

"What do you do? Do you want to disturb the peace of the dead?"

Galahad shakes his head firmly.

"We do not seek to disturb his rest, any more than he had originally intended for it to be - he hid a clue to some information in his mausoleum, and we seek to find it."

"It will not disturb him, as clearly this is what he intended."

Ganzer proceeds.

Give me a good diplo roll!

Hrogar reaches in his pocket and fingers a handful of copper coins. Considering their options, he pulled them out and reaches for Ganzer.

"Are you doing the ceremony in which you place coins over the eyes?" he asks the dwarf. "Here. Take these - oops."

Hrogar intentionally bumps Ganzer's arm and drops several coins on the body.

Bluff: 1d20 ⇒ 13

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21 How's that?

Good enough!
"Well, hm, maybe you can keep it. But return it afterwards."
You can keep it for the moment.
What now?

Ganzer looks at it. What is it?

Looking to the others to help close the sarcophagus for now, Ganzer says another prayer. He thanks their host, and promises to return the item once they discover what message he was trying to send.

@ganzer it is a silver coin .Spellcraft check to identify?

Sorry, no spellcraft ranks.

Sorry, no spellcraft ranks.

ah the curse of just 2 skill ranks per level

"Perhaps Janira or one of our other colleagues may be able to help us Ganzer. In the mean time sleep well brother Arakh" Tajan takes one of Hrogars coins and replaces the one taken in as reverential a manner as he can

"Good idea! Let´s go!"

It takes a few hours, but you find Janira. After a few moments of investigation Janira proudly proclaims.
"Wow, where did you get this, great this is a coin, a real coin, I mean a real pathfinder coin. Haven´t seen one in ages. Well you just have to take your wayfinder and hold the coin to it, like that and you hear a message!" Producing her own wayfinder she puts coin and wayfinder together and you hear the following message:The path and chamber are complete, hidden behind the nameplate of the requested aspirant and guarded by the word you requested. Fimbrik will add more.

"Ah! Well, Fimbrik did add more. Let's take this back to the crypt as promised, and then I think we need to go to the Wall of Names and see how this all fits together."

"AYE, of to the wall of names!"
Moving proudly the young man enjoys the hunt.

You bring back the coin and walk forward to the wall of names.
Created in 4330 ar, the Wall of Names resides on the grounds of the Grand Lodge in Absalom. The monument is a curving wall of black glass that stands atop a small hill at the western edge of the lodge’s grounds. Trees surround the hill, providing ample shade and privacy
for those visiting the wall to remember fallen comrades. Carved into the wall are the name and date of death of every Pathfinder killed in the course of duty since the wall’s construction, and most entries also include a sentence or two summarizing either the agent’s greatest accomplishments or how she died.
You find the epithaths of those mentioned.
Handout3

"Well, thanks to that gnome, we can probably ignore the others and just look at this Caskmail guy. Not sure I am ready to take a trip to Jalmeray, though. Anyone have a better idea? What are the 'sixteen poses' anyway?"

Knowledge(Religion): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18.

Galahad frowns.

"I think that they all point to people who failed the Test of the Starstone; perhaps we should go check out the Shrine of the Fallen, and see if Caskmail is mentioned there?"

Each of these chambers contains a small stone altar to one of the failed aspirants. Each altar stands upon a raised dais and bears a small brass nameplate identifying the aspirant and the would-be-god’s areas of interest. You check all the names and find in the southwest corner a shrine dedicated to the unlucky chap you seek.
Encounter map updated

Jonas take time checking the area.
Take 20 perc

On the dot!
Jonas can find a secret door hidden by an illusion against the room’s west wall, though you can’t see any means to unseal the door.
You also find that you can slide the altar’s nameplate to one side, revealing a miniature chalkboard and a thin piece of chalk.