| Kraull |
"Yeah, you don't need me to bounce right now, I'll see what I can find out. Be back once I get some answers." The half-orc replies before he exits the tavern and heads first to the job board to see if he can find someone to help his tiny brain figure this out. It was easier than the hike to the witch's place, anyway.
| DM Stylz |
Kraull
You head to the job board. You see 3 postings for help.
The first, is Old Man Shively, needing help around his house as a handy-man. He is willing to pay 1 silver piece per day for help.
The second, is help at the local library, clearing out the attic of old books, and other lore. Pay is 3 silver piece once the job is complete.
The final post, is for a test subject to try out a new medicinal tonic. It is said to relieve aches and pains. Pay is 5 silver, and to contact Taidus Raine at the local medic station.
Taidus Raine
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Kraull
You head on over to the local medic shop. You ask for Taidus Raine, and a large man walks out. He is muscular, but not overly so. He looks at you.
So, what can I do for ya?
You mention his ad on the board.
I forgot about that, yeah. We will pay you 5 silver piece to drink a new tonic we are testing out. It is supposed to take away aches and pains. Interested?
sense motive Kraull, DC 12
| Kraull |
Sense Motive: 1d20 ⇒ 11
"Yeah, I'm not really interested in trying out the tonic as much as wondering if this vial here is your stuff." Kraull replies, revealing the flask for the man to see but not giving it to him. "Some people smashed up my bar and left it behind, I'm trying to track them down."
| Chef Bolognese |
Chef will follow after Marcus after he has been in the storeroom for a bit.
Marcus, would you perhaps be looking for something? Something you dropped?
Chef has the vial in his fingers.
Not judging or anything, but if you have something you want to say then I'm here to listen. If ya need to head out then I'm not stoppen ya, I'm just here to listen.
| Rubin Slade |
Let me know as soon as you figure anything out, or if I can help get to the bottom of this. The sooner the better, as far as I'm concerned.
Rubin heads to his bunk, exhausted from his frazzled nerves. What could it all be about? What's the connection with the vials? Why was Fletcher killed and who did it? He drops into bed and is instantly asleep.
Zzzzzzz...
Unless something wakes him, he'll be up tomorrow morning.
| Marcus Dale |
Chef
No...no, why would you say that Chef. I, I am just trying to get everything organized in the storage room sir. . He looks around and goes to move past you.
I will remember that Chef
Chef Vincent comes in as Marcus is just leaving the storage room. Marcus, uncharacteristically keeps going.
Chef Vincent looks at you then at Marcus.
| Vincent Del Sol |
Mar... Marcus just keeps going. Marcus, just where the hell you think you going boy. You don't keep walking when I am talking to you!
Marcus stops, turns and looks at Vincent and yells at him. I QUIT, YOU OLD BASTARD!, as he storms off.
Chef Vincent looks at you Chef.
Please follow him and see if you can figure out what is going on
Taidus Raine
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Kraull
The man looks at the vial you are holding.
Nope, can't say I know whete it came from. If you ever want to get rid of some of those aches and pains, let me know.
Just as you are about to leave the shop, two burly men walk in and appear to be unhappy with you nosing around. They carry clubs and wearing leather armor.
my init: 1d20 ⇒ 14
| DM Stylz |
Kraull
Kraull, you are so focused on the bald man, you fail to notice the two men coming at you with saps in hand. The first sap, connects with the back of your head to wonder it it actually cracked your skull open, but luckily it was a glancing blow.
sap, subdual: 1d20 ⇒ 201d20 ⇒ 2
crit?: 1d20 ⇒ 6
dam: 1d6 ⇒ 5
your turn
| DM Stylz |
Chef
You head out the door, and you see Marcus moving at a quick pace towards the western side of town. You notice his hand in his apron pocket, his arm is shaking quite heavily.
You have to almost run to keep pace with the young boy. You turn a corner and he is gone, but a few seconds later reemerges and continues towards the western part of town, towards the pseudo-medical part of town. The medicinal part includes the apothecary, medical tent, and other such homeopathic shops.
Please make a stealth check to remain hidden
| DM Stylz |
Chef
per: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (3) - 2 = 1
Chef, you hide behind a small gathering of poeple. The people wonder what the hell your doing, but you notice Marcus look behind him, and apparently is too distracted by whatever is going on to notice your white chef hat sticking above the small gathering.
You continue on, and you make you way to the local medic shop. You see Marcus go around back to the rear door, and knock three times on the back door.
please hold your reaction/action until Kraull takes his turn :)
| DM Stylz |
Kraull
You turn around, and you smash the guy over the head with the greatclub. He slumps to the ground. As you turn to face the next guy, you hear three quick raps on the back door. You see the bald man Taidus look towards the back door.
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Chef
You see Marcus make three knocks on the back door. You haven't seen anyone answer the door yet.
| DM Stylz |
Kraull & Chef
Taidus, looks at you Kraull. He cracks his knuckles, then gives a head nod to the brute near you. HE begins to walk towards you, as the back door bursts open and a young man, no more than 15 years old comes through the door, his hands shaking. He looks at Taidus, and then you Kraull.
His eyes go wide as saucers as he spots your greatclub in your massive hands.
Taidus looks at the young boy. 2 days worth if you takes out the green ugly guy.
The young man...obviously nervous at the proceeding events, comes towards you Kraull, a dagger in his hand.
| Pat Trone |
I thought this part posted but Paizo gremlins ate it.
Rubin
You retire to your bunk and P.T.F.O (pass the fu** out) in a matter of moments. You sleep for about two hours when you get a large rap on the door and a yell from beyond telling you to report to the Captaibs Office.
You gear up, and still slightly bleary-eyed you head in.
Look rookie, sorry to wake you but something has happened. We need our entire force to deal with an incident outside the city walks, but we still need someone to patrol the inner city. I need you to patrol the inner city. If you need any assistance beyond your capabilities, blow this whistle and we will get to you as soon as we can. Start patrol in the southern block and work clockwise.
You start patrol and while making your sweeps, you notice a brawl break out in the medics office on the western block. You arrive just as a large half-orc clubs the first thug over the head.
| Rubin Slade |
I don't stand a chance against any of these guys if they come after me. Rubin fights the urge to flee and fumbles with his whistle and bow.
Cease and desist at once! This is Private Rubin of the City Watch. Drop your weapons!
Rubin tries to take stock of the situation. What is going on here anyway? Let's see, we've got a whole group against this single half-orc brute. That kid with the dagger is going to get squashed if he advances any further. That guy in the chef hat seems oddly familiar and very out-of-place. And this bald shopkeeper seems to be encouraging the others into the fight. I can't make any sense of this.
Rubin cringes as the hulking orc brings his massive club down square on the head of the second thug. I SAID, DROP YOUR WEAPONS!!!
| DM Stylz |
With the given distraction, Marcus takes this opportunity to bolt out the back door he entered through in the first place.
The bald man that had helped start this ruckus, steps forward.
I did no such thing for which I am being accused of. This man, as he points towards Kraull, He attacked my helpers
sense motive Rubin
| Chef Bolognese |
Chef follows Marcus. Marcus! Hold on! Don't run away, this is a chance to do some good. I'm suspecting those are drug dealers that perhaps gave you this vial of drugs. If you stay, we can make sure they stop selling that stuff.
| Chef Bolognese |
Now you just stay right there young man! You run away and you'll be in a bunch of trouble!
BWAKK!! BWAKKKW BWAKKK!! An evil gleam flashes off of Pluck's eye
Intimidate: 1d20 ⇒ 14
Crazy chicken aid another: 1d20 ⇒ 14
| DM Stylz |
Marcus, looks back at you Chef. He than turns away again, looking at all the open ground and "freedom" ahead of him. He looks back at you again, clearly shaking at everything going on, his nerves clearly shot. You unsure if it withdrawal or the current predicament. He doesn't flee, but he doesn't come back to you guys either. It appears he is waiting to see what happens with the bald head shop owner and Rubin.
| Rubin Slade |
Another vial! This is a medicinal shop of some kind, could this place have something to do with the strange goings-on lately? I'll think about that later. Who do I arrest here? And how am I going to overpower any of these people if I need to?
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
| DM Stylz |
Rubin
Rubin, you feel the bald man is telling the truth. You don't get any strange vibes from the shop owner.
You see the bulky half-orc has ceased fighting, but you still see him on guard with the shop owner.
You blew the whistle, but no one has shown up yet, it has been about a minute since you blew it.
| Rubin Slade |
All right listen up, there's a five-man patrol just down the street, they'll be here in a few minutes to respond to my whistle.
Bluff: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
Until they arrive, the next person that makes a move gets an arrow through their heart, or possibly their skull. You, the bald guy, go ahead and tend to your friends on the floor there, and don't make any suspicious moves. You, the green guy, tell me your name and what you know about that vial you've got.
Rubin is now (incorrectly) feeling more confident and in control of the situation.
| Kraull |
Although he keeps a meaty fist on his club, the half-orc produces the full vial the found earlier, "Someone smashed up the Fluffy Bunny, but they left this crap there. When I asked this loon about it, he called his puppies on me. I would have called them hounds, but they weren't tough enough to earn that name. I ain't no detective, but I think he has something to do with."
| DM Stylz |
Rubin, when you look at the vial Kraull hands you, you notice it has the same green liquid inside as the one you found at Mr. Flecther's place.
You see there is a stopper, that has a red oval on the top pressed into it.
The bald man, gathers his buddies and looks to you Rubin.
Come into my shop, look around. You will see that there is nothing illegal or wrong going on in here.
It has been nearly two minutes, and no back-up has arrived yet.
| Kraull |
"Nah, I ain't threatening you pipsqueak. You'll know when I'm threatening you. I ain't got time for your lies anymore, so I'll lay it down for you. If I get jumped by anymore pissant thugs or if the bar gets trashed again by someone with one of your vials and I have to clean it up, we're going to have serious problems you and I. Just nod your head, when your lips flap they just keep repeating the same lies."
| Pat Trone |
The shop owner spits at your feet. Clearly defiant of whatever "orders" you are giving him. A you are about to leave, the captain of the watch shows up.
What is going on here. I heard your whistle Rubin, but the disturbance at the gates took longer to handle then I had thought.
| Rubin Slade |
Rubin has been keeping his distance as much as practical from everyone else, and is hugely relieved when his captain shows up to take command of the situation.
Sir! This orc has another vial of the same stuff we found before. He claims he was attacked by the shopowner's thugs, but he's refused to give his name so far and has openly threatened the owner. The owner denies it all. As for the guy in the funny hat over there, I'm not sure what he has to do with any of this.