How to paint a Raven Silver (Hell's Rebels)

Game Master Jesper Roland Sørensen

Those rolls don't like you at the moment.

The Lemure devil next to Micheria swings it claws at her.
Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
dice: 1d4 ⇒ 4
Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16
dice: 1d4 ⇒ 1
But it is not have anymore luck then you.

Round 2: bold may act
Jack, Micheria,
Yellow,
Meliora, Lena
Red
Rexus, Canacha

Since 'knowing things' represents all that her arsenal can add to the conversation, it's time to check on the environment to see if there's anything else she can add to the situation.

Moving over towards the base of a chain, and taking a closer look at it to see if it has runes in it as well or something.

Lena calls upon her blessing of Good. Her morningstar begins to glow with a soft green light. She swings at the creature in front of her. "You do not belong here. Go back to where you came from."

Morningstar: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
Good Damage +1d6 Good Damage: 1d8 + 3 + 1d6 ⇒ (6) + 3 + (4) = 13
Blessing of Good. My weapon counts as good for 1 minute, and has an additional 1d6 good damage during that time. ARRGH those rolls.

Meliora doesn't see anything interresting the chains are merely what used to serve to stabilize the aboveflooring as the streets above this one was made, not it's just rusting away.

Lena makes a mighty swing but the Lemure flattened itself to avoid the blow and returns the favor.
Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21
Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 2
Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 4
And gives her one good scratch mark brawing a little blood of her cheek.

Seeing Lena augment her weapon to better deal with the devils Rexus decides she needs a little help. He walks over and puts a hand you her shoulder "Let destiny guide you hand."
Touch of Destiny: +1 insight bonus on attack rolls, skill checks, ability checks, and saving throws for 1 round

Round end 2, start 3: bold may act
Jack, Micheria,
Yellow,
Meliora, Lena
Red
Rexus, Canacha

Seeing the others miss their attacks Mic sighs, takes a half step back and attempts to put all her weight behind a knee strike.

"I will keep this one busy as long as I can. Get the other one back in the muck."

Power Attack Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 4 - 1 ⇒ (17) + 4 - 1 = 20
Damage: 1d6 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 3 + 2 = 8

"I am going to need to wash these pants, or burn them."

Moving to the edge of the muck to get a better line of fire on the foe Lena face Canacha took very careful aim with her pistol.

focused point blank AIm: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16touch
damage: 1d8 + 1 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 1 + 3 = 8

"Stupid booger! Someone remind me to make some silver bullets or something."

She complained as her pistol's shot retorted through the air.

Think it's a lock and this is a nice silver lockpick.... Jack finds himself thinking as he aims another thrust at the creature's gaping mouth.

silver short sword: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9 for silver, piercing damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Wow--what're the chances that wouldn't work? he wonders snarkily.

Micheria dilivers what she is sure would have been a hard knee to any other opportnent, but this devil just whopples a little and gets back to attacking.

Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11
damage: 1d4 ⇒ 2
Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1
The Lemure doesn't have any luck slashing into Micheria

Round 3: bold may act
Jack, Micheria,
Yellow Lemure Devil (6),
Meliora, Lena
Red Lemure Devil
Rexus, Canacha

Meliora continues mumbling to herself.

"Can't collapse the roof onto them... can't freeze 'em, crossbow's unlikely to hurt 'em, an illusion wouldn't do much good here, don't need armor, not hitting him with my spellbook, fire's out, they're in a cesspit so grease is out and my luck right now feels..."

Prescience: 1d20 ⇒ 3

"Completely terrible. Downing three guys in the last fight's enough of a contribution, right? I can take this one off, they've got this, don't they..? No, come on, think of something, you're a genius, aren't you..?!"

Out of better ideas, she casts Prestidigitation. The hand-to-hand brawler may want to clean the gunk off after the fight, and she can help with that at least!

"Uh... does anyone happen to have a silver bolt on them?"

"Sorry no silver bolts or weapons for that matter." Lena grimaces in pain at the attack. She nods to Rexus in thanks, and swings her morningstar at the demon.

Morningstar, Touch of Destiny: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 4 + 1 = 16
Damage, Good: 1d8 + 3 + 1d6 ⇒ (1) + 3 + (1) = 5

Lena gives the Lemure a good hit completely ignoring it's natural defenses.

Atttack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1
Atttack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 4

The devil returns the favor and claws Lena for a whopping 1 damage.
Rexus seeing his sorcerous abilities helping gives Lena another touch of destiny.

Round end 3, start 4: bold may act
Jack, Micheria,
Yellow Lemure Devil (6),
Meliora, Lena
Red Lemure Devil (5)
Rexus, Canacha

With a frown she reloaded her pistol and took the same precautions with her aim...

focused point blank aim: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21
damage: 1d8 + 1 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 1 + 3 = 9

does it appear as if any of the bullets damage is going through to Canacha?

[ooc]Both this and the previous bullet did some damage, it was just lost when I had to redo the post.[/b]

Canacha hit the lemure and it seems her attack is making it very sluggish in it's movement.

Round 4: bold may act
Jack, Micheria,
Yellow Lemure Devil (6),
Meliora, Lena
Red Lemure Devil (12)
Rexus, Canacha

Mic checks her stance and focuses on defense thinking she might be holding this thing in place for some time. Calling her brawlers knowledge she first focuses on her shield and then moves to a defensive stance.

Martial Flexibility: Shield Focus +1AC and then going Total Defense +4AC

AC 23 this round 19 on rounds I do not go total defense! Lets see how smart this thing is.

"Come on ya big pile of snot. See if you can hit me.

Jack holds his ground and again stabs at the devil with his silver short sword.

silver short sword: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16 for silver, piercing damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Jack delivers the final blow to the first lemure devil making it fall down and join the flith it swam in.

The other one foolishly keeps on attacking Micheria. You were told they are mindless.
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18

Round 4: bold may act
Jack, Micheria,
Yellow Lemure Devil (6),
Meliora, Lena
Rexus, Canacha

Meliora takes a quick step over, and does the most useful thing she can think of at present.

Use prestidigitation to clean 1 foot of material within 10 feet, that material being Jack's sword. Don't want the silver to tarnish, right? Right.

"Just one more 'lock' to 'pick.' Think you can handle it?"

"Thanks Mic. Let's hope I've got this from here." She swings her morningstar, and connects solidly with the much creature.

Morningstar, Touch of Destiny: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 4 + 1 = 24
Damage, Good: 1d8 + 3 + 1d6 ⇒ (5) + 3 + (6) = 14

Lena almost paints the floor with the body of the last Lemure devil, however it remains intact it's clear that the body won't be able to move ever again.

Combat over and I think I can assume you are going to investigate the rest of the room.

The rooms to the north have fallen mostly into disrepair. Chucks of plaster hand grom the walls, exposing rough stonework beyond. Scattered furnishings that once outfitted bunkrooms, a kitchen, and even an armory lie scattered about in states of complete disrepair, and doors hang from hinges in the crumbling archways that lies between the chambers. "I think this might be the old hideout of the Silver Ravens during the civil war." Rexus says not entirely certain.

Jack can spot a small nest in the northeast corner that seems to ahve been used by a small humanoid creature, perhaps one of those you fought in the previous room, but not enough material remains in the nest to reveal more. You also see 3 small creates close to the enst that seems to ahve been undistrubed.

"I think you might be right... but that leaves us with a big question." Meliora looks through the torn-up room, making sure to keep herself clean via prestidigitation where applicable, because ick.

"This might be the silver raven's home base. If it is... there should be proof somewhere 'round here. Assuming it's the case..."

Meliora shakes her head. No, no, no sense getting paranoid until it's confirmed that this is the home base of the Silver Ravens.

"Anyways, I think we can all agree that Thrune and his ilk haven't figured this place out. Moreover, those pests upstairs mean this place's been in disrepair for quite a while."

She's half-mumbling to herself by the end, a hand on her chin as she looks for anything that seems to be of interest.

Once the creature falls Mic smiles. "I have to remember to focus on the shield at times. I think I could have blocked that thing all day."

As they move forward Mic smiles.

"I can see this place being used as a hide out. Makes sense, well except the sewage. I imagine there is little reason for anyone to come down here now though someone must own this place."

Looking around more she approaches the crates.

"Shall we see what they left?"

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Jack's a bit startled when his sword actually hits his target is suddenly cleaned off by Meliora's helpful cantrip. "I think...," he starts to reply to her question when Lena brains the last lemure into submission.

"I think that Lady Lena just stole my kill," he deadpans. A moment later, he's helping Mic look through the forgotten crates.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8 (+2 if there are any humans stored in the area)

Jack has found three somewhat intact crates, the lid is loose and easily opened.
Crate 1: a suit of finely made leather armor, a masterwork hand crossbow, a masterwork silver morningstar, a finely made cloak, and a pouch of a dozen pearls.

Crate 2: a locked, watertight iron coffer.

Crate 3: this one contains six silver raven figurines.

Jack quickly checks the iron coffer for traps, temporarily removes his buckler, and then takes his time trying to pick the box's lock, allowing his comrades to examine the other finds more closely.

Perception Check: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20

Disable Device (take 20): 20 + 7 = 27

The coffer contains a stack of documet and a bunch of scrolls, Rexus can read them and tells you its a scroll of misdirection, pass without trace, undetecrable alignment, and whispering winds.

"These documents seems to be infomation of the Silver Ravens, they seem to be written in a cipher mixing celestial, elven, and strix. The shear numbers of documents would take several weeks to study. I have a place we can go to once you are finished explorering here."

"Wish this morning star was around for the turd monsters back there. Regardless, some of this is nice stuff. I am sure some of you can use it."

Picking up silver raven she turns it over in her hands.

"Six ravens, six of us. Nice coincidence I guess. You offer a place to go, I guess that works for me at this point. What about the others? I certinally will not leave you."

I added the items to the loot sheet listed in my stat bar, if you are taking something just note it next to the item.

Also who took the +1 Bracers or is that a vestigial note?

Mel's the only one without armor so she probably had them... not that it mattered. I'm a-ok with selling them.

"So it's definitely the ravens..." Meliora massages her temples, before heading over to the scrolls and grabbing the ones for Misdirection and Whispering Winds. "The others aren't wizard spells... but these ones I should be able to jot in the spellbook for later. Seems like a good plan, right?"

But now, it's time to think again. She falls quiet, staring at the runes on the wall and then where the lemures were at.

"I'll help with things. I gave my word, after all." True, for her this is still just a lark of an idea so that she can get vengeance on someone who wronged her in a way that only questionably counts as a 'wrong' at all--but hey, someone needs to cast Color Spray on the fair folk. Why not her?

"Just... one thing's bothering me. The runes on the walls are invocations. Someone tried to open up a portal to Hell in the middle of the Silver Ravens' base. Considering the Lemures got here, I'd say it worked for a couple minutes."

"So... who summoned them?"

"That's a good question Meliora. Who summoned them? They could have been here for a long time. It doesn't look like anyone has been here in a very long time. They would have cleared out the little puking things." Lena picks up the morningstar and swings it. "I'll take this and the scroll of Undetectable Alignment if no one minds."

"Rexus I will go with you. I don't have a place to stay long term since I just arrived in the city."

She had joined in the searching of the boxes more interested in that than anything involving the sludge.

She did however pick up one of the ravens and hefted it about getting a feel for its weight.

Ooooh that armors kinda nice... well for being trapped in a hole down here. I wonder if it fits.

She paused starting to work on the straps of her leather armor for a moment before half realizing there were others there...Including Jack and mr.Rexus.

"Yeah so whats the next step Mr. Rexus? I can certainly help study those uh notes and things, im pretty good at puzzles and the like, though i only recognize the elven script on most this stuff.

She added as she slid the silver raven figurine into her belt pouch. The silver morningstar had looked cool too, though she was sure Miss Lena would get much better use from it. The silver would have bee....Silver!

"Hey Mic can i uh.. have those silver buttons we found earlier. I think im going to melt them down and turn them into shot for my pistol.... you know so if we ever run into poop devils again I can just boom pow deadify 'em you know?

She asked mimicing firing her gun with her fingers at the boom pow part.

I would take the MW leather armor, the silver buttons for bullets and well of course a silver raven figurine!

Just so you all know masterwork and finely made is two different things.

Mic gladly hands over the silver buttons with a nod. "Sounds like silver bullets might be useful. I may have to buy a silver gauntlet as well. The finely made cloak is interesting, maybe magic?"

"Meloria is going to help as will I. It is safe to say we all care, in some way, about the city."

@Meloria - Glad if you have them I just want to be sure they get used and not just forgotten.

Finely made leather armor then :) Im okay with new pretty leather than old raggidy anywyas

"Could be. Lemme take a look at everything."

Just to be sure, Meliora does a once-over on everything with Detect Magic.

I getcha! But yeah, they'll get used up until we sell loot, at which point we can toss them in the 'to sell' pile. +1 AC on a paranoid backline member isn't worth the 500 gp these would bring in for our party, imo.

Both cloaks you've found down here are magical, the leather armor and the silver raven figurines.

"Leather armor, and both cloaks are magic. Figures, too."

Time for a few spellcraft checks.

Cloak 1: Spellcraft: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11
Cloak 2: Spellcraft: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26
Leather armor: Spellcraft: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17
Figurines (though really i have a PRETTY GOOD IDEA what these are the command word would help...): Spellcraft: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

Meliora can tell that the cloak found in the first crate is a Cloak of Elvenkind and the armor Canacha has taken is a +1 leather armor.

"Let me have a look at the other cloak and the figurines." Rexus says wanting to also help.

Spellcraft cloak: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24
Spellcraft figurines: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26

"This one is a cloak of resistance and the smaller ravens are figurines of wondrous power. I guess that was how the Silver Ravens of old used to communicate with each other without drawing to much attention. Needless to say those things would be invalueble to us to get in contact with each other." Rexus says after looking over the magical items. "Perhaps we should discuss this more at the Longroad Coffehouse, the owner is an old friend of my mother and has given me a place to stay since the family mansion is no more."

(Assuming that Meliora announces what the cloak of elvenkind is...)

Jack tries on the gray cloak. "I hope this isn't too loud compared to the rest of my outfit," the man-in-brown jokes with a hint of a smile. He also claims a set of manacles, a potion of CLW, and a silver raven figurine which he examines closely.

When Canacha mentions that she can read Elven, Jack takes note and tells Rexus that he won't be much help in translating the Silver Ravens documents. He agrees to accompany the nobleman (and the others) to the coffee house for now.

Once you are finished Rexus takes charge and leads you from the Fair Fortune to the Long Roads Coffehouse in Villegre, northeast of the park, where you are greeted by a halfling in sort blond hair like you are all old friends. "Welcome friends you look tired have some coffee and my favourit pastries. Come into my office and let's catch up on old times." she says as she presses steaming cups of fresh coffe and pastries into the heands of each of you and leading you to the backoffice.

As she closes the door Rexus takes the liberty to introduce you all "This is Micheria, Meliora, Lena, Canacha, and Jack. All meet Laria Londroad the owner of this fine establishment." she smiles at Rexus "Quite the girlteam you collected Rexus, don't let them distract you." she teases him before turning to you and asks you all in turn "Tell me why you are interrested in rebuilding the Silver Ravens? Also tell me what happened to you at the Fair Fortune?"

Micheria declines the coffee, not to her taste, but extends her hand.

"Micheria Musca here, formerly of Musca Holdings, pleasure to meet you Lira. The others can fill you in on what we found but thank you for the open door."

"Meliora. I'm here because--" I spent all the free time I could afford at a ruddy brothel until it got closed down by Thrune and turned into a bank.

...yeah, no. Let's maybe not say that. But she's let her mouth get ahead of her head again, so she has to say something...

Bluff: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (9) - 1 = 8

"Because I uh. Lost. Family! In the fires. Very sad. Scarred for life. Don't want to talk about it. Shut up. Moving on! The livery. Yeah, we found some pests, and someone summoned a couple Lemures down there, but we killed 'em dead and found a bunch of papers. Old Raven documents, we think... not that I can translate them with the spells I have on hand, but. Comprehend Languages should be pretty easy to find 'round these parts, right?"

Lena gladly takes the coffee and pastry. Taking a seat she pulls out one of the ravens. "I believe we found a hideout of the Silver Ravens. There were some documents that will take some translation. Rexus mentioned you might have a place for those who need it to stay."

She gives Meliora an odd look. Why the lies?

She sips her coffee. "My name is Lena Silas." She studies everyone in the group closely before she says. "I am a priest of Milani. I have been sent here to find the Rose of Kintargo. They are the faithful of Milani in this damned city."

"Quite the girlteam you collected Rexus, don't let them distract you."

Jack surreptitiously pats his crotch to make sure his manhood wasn't nibbled off by a grimple. Like Lena, he catches Meliora being less than honest and adds it to his mental databank. Mic and Lena seem to be the most forthcoming, dependable members of these new Silver Ravens. Canacha and Meliora share some traits: they're elusive about their pasts, more than a little quirky, and rather pretty. Not to say they didn't seem somewhat dependable, in their own way. Each warranted further attention.

When his turn comes to introduce himself to Laria, he does so with a courteous bow. "Jack Duncloak, at your service. I'm a Jack of a few trades, you might say: part-time gambler, guide, and guard. I'll never be rich but I make enough to scrape by."

That's true enough, though he's leaving a few things out; I'll roll a Bluff just in case.

Sense Motive (human): 1d20 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 1 + 2 = 12

Bluff (human): 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 + 2 = 16 (14 vs. Canacha)

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7 To notices Jack's crotch check. Gonna go ahead and say she missed it, 10xp to the dice algorithm for killing my joke.

sense motive?: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (9) + 0 = 9

"Girl team?

She blinked looking about as if realizing they were all girls for a moment... well almost all girls. She eyed Jack askance wondering if she missed something... Maybe he wasnt a pretty boy but an ugly girl? Its not like he/she had a tail to lift up and check like a cat. She frowned at the puzzle her fingers instinctively drumming along the abacus on her left hip. There was no math here to discover whether Jack was a boy or a girl.

Her eyes widened at the sight of the coffee.... I mean it wasnt mint tea or anything but a good cup of coffee was okay too... with sugar... lots of suger and a little cream or goat milk.

"Do you have any cream or goat milk for the coffee?"

She asked hesistantly, her eyes widened when she realized she hadnt introduced herself yet.

"Im Canacha, Im an inventor, Micheria is my friend! uh... Im something of a scholar too... with the Devil's Bells you know, Im totally gonna solve that riddle one day. Oh right... the Raven's um... It's not right... all those dumb laws and things changing. Like that protest was peaceful... well pretty peaceful... mostly. .. I think and he just sent in his strong armed Thugs to hurt people.... and dont even get me started on outlawing mint... mint?! Like Seriously How can you...."

She paused when she realized she was getting worked up and well into starting a tirade. She gaze a big sheepish smile.

"Yeah so.. because of those reasons and all."

She finished with a nod.

Laria looks to Micheria "Sorry you seem to have heard my name wrong it's Laria, but let's not get to much down to technicalities for now, I'm sure you'll learn it soon." she says as she leaves the room for a moment and comes back with a small pitcher with some milk in it. "I only have some cow milk I hope that is to your liking, it's hard to get fresh products from outside of Kintargo these days."

She smiles at Lena "So we have our very own rebel amoung us, I know about the cult of Milani in Kintargo but they ahve been very quite since the night of ashes, I hope they are alright but for now I can't help you find the Rose, only a milalite would know who he is."

Laria drinks her coffee while sitting deep in thought for a few minutes. "I should maybe explaine why I know of the cult, you see I'm a member of the Bellflower Network and as part of that movement I have made it my personal interrest to know as much as I can about other similarly aligned secret and not-so-secret groups operating in Kintargo. Sadly due to Barzillai's scorched-earth policy I've lost almost my entire information network, they have been killed off, arrested, or fled from the city leaving me virtually blind as a fixer.
But for now all I can offer you a bunkroom to sleep in and perhaps a hideout, the old tunnels beneath the coffeehouse has been used by Bellflowers for many years, but they have withdrawn from the city untill things settle down, unfortunately it's not really under my control at the moment."

Mic nods as Laria speaks and smiles at the mention of the tunnels.

"Tactical advantage in having tunnels, if they are no longer under your control who is controlling them now? We may have need of them."

"Truth be told I lend it out to a friend to store some smuggled silk, she went down to the tunnels a few days ago and hasn't emerged from there yet. But I don't have anyone at the moment to take a look at what has happened down there." Laria replies to Micheria looking a little troubled.

"The Bellflower Network..?" A network of slips who help other slips escape--halflings, she mentally corrects herself. "That makes way too much sense, and if we're planning a rebellion, we could definitely use the tunnels."

Meliora taps herself on the forehead, shutting her eyes as she thinks. Where would one hide a rebel group? The stables are no good as a hideout, they're too far into disrepair and people going to a place like that would gather attention too quickly to be any good. Having an ally in Laria would be helpful too...

"Maybe s'a bit forward of me, but I think I know what we're going to do tomorrow. Most of us are a little tapped out for the evening, but we need those tunnels, and you need someone to check on your friend. Seems like one of those mutually beneficial arrangements, or something. Any information you can give us about what may be down there, or your friend, or... anything, really, would be great."

"Are you concerned enough that we need to look right now? Meliora is right. We're worn out from the fight at the stables. If you hear anything about my group please let me know."

"Since I don't know what is down there or if the place has been discovered by someone, I wouldn't want to send you down just to fall victim to whatever is hiding there. You can spend the night to fill you energy and daily casting abilities so you are prepared in case Thrune has discovered the place."