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The young half elven bard enters into the room. She has a mandolin in her hands that she gently strums and a glaive strapped to her back. She has very shiny and very new looking armor, elven chain that she stops every now and then to make sure it is polished.
Her clothes are a myraid of colors and on the clasp of her cloak is the bird symbol of Shelyn. She orders a drink and sits down to play a song about a cat, which is smelly.
Smelly Cat, Smelly cat what are they feeding you?
Smelly Cat, smelly cat it's not your fault...
They won't take you to the vet.
You're obviously not their favorite pet.
You may not be a bed of roses,
And you're no friend to those with noses.
I promise you before we're done,
All the world will smell ohhhh,
Smelly cat, smelly cat what are they feeding you?
Smelly cat, smelly cat it's not your fault!
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Walking into the lobby is an average height keleshite man dressed in robes of white and red, topped with a bright red turban fastened together with a symbol of Sarenrae. As he moves, there seems to be a glimmer of a shirt made of mithril under the robe, and the gentle sway of his walk shifts his dagger and light crossbow about, while heat seems to emit from his skin. Sighing and collecting his thoughts for a moment, the man turns towards the others and introduces himself.
"Greetings fellow Pathfinders, my name is Sidney, and it will be my pleasure to be joining the team for this mission. May Sarenrae guide us successfully and provide glory to us, and may her wrath change the ways of our enemies."
Finishing his prayer, Sidney find the closest seat to Pheobee, as so he could listen to her music.
"You play quite well. I look forward to listening to your entertainment later on."
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Oh I love to play music. I also love to sing and to dance and to tell stories. See, I have a special connection to Sheyln and I think she blesses my music and helps me to do good things too. Why, once, I killed a white dragon and another a death knight she says.
See she says pulling out a tooth, this is a white dragon tooth.
[ooc] which are true, she was able to get in the killing blows both times [/b]
The greenish incorporeal phantom stands beside his master as a faithful bodyguard.
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Constantin strides into the room, bearing a neatly furled flag in one hand. He's a young man, standing a few inches too tall to look healthy with his slight frame. His strong widow's peak, prominent eyebrows, and intensely violet gaze make his heritage plain to all who would see it, and the soft robes he wears beneath his armor do nothing to spoil the look.
He greets his new allies with a grave nod, and an encouraging pronouncement,
I'm sure the work we do this day will earn
a place of honor in the Chronicles.
Oh - Constantin the Azlant is my name.
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I cant believe you have never heard of me she says shocked.
Let me tell you about myself...
Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale, a tale of a famous bard, Who started from this Absalom inn, a few months ago, a few months ago. The bard was a mighty singin gal, who didnt know what she signed up for
and went to a far off place, a place made of ice.
Her companions and she did battle with many creatures strong
like a stampede of bison... a winter wolf and a witch,
the scariest was a dragon white, whose breath sure was cold
it brought many down, but not this bard, she poked it in the eye, she poked it in the eye.
When she came to place more warm, she looked for a tome of repose
and found there a guardian dead but not, who was very mean, who was very mean.
This bard again used grease and grime to slip that creature up and when it was on the floor, she poked it in the eye, she poked it in the eye.
United with her friends once more, the bard was safe and sure
She met with lover Masym and they had a ball, and they had a ball.
She traveled out once again to sewers that were foul
and a ghastly fiend was there to meet the group that time, the group that time.
She used her powerful voice to give inspiration to them, and even though they were paralyzed, she helped to save the day, she helped to save the day.
And that is the story of this lovely lass, whose songs are good and pure. Thank you for listening to her, that will be a dime, that will be a dime. Or she'll poke you in the eye, she'll poke you in the eye
comedy
stringed instrument
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Nodding along with the song, Sidney claps once Pheobee finishes before speaking up.
"Quite the song there! As a simple priest of The Dawnflower, I have helped the Society halt a cult during the Sunwrought Festival, helped the Scarab Sages with a dig involving their origins, and, most recently, helped solve an issue involving creatures not of Golarian. As such, I have been lucky to cleanse the heretics who shun her teachings, and bring Her light to those unenlightened."
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"I do not believe so, but as clerics of the Dawnflower, it would be a pleasure to meet them. I do enjoy the teachings of the clerics, as well as learning their experiences from their travels. I do have a gnomish friend that is guided by Her light, and seems to excel at using his gift to heal others. Triblin Runlark is his name if you ever meet up during your explorations."
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After getting to know your companions you are escorted to the office of visiting Venture Captains.
The drifting steam of freshly made tea shimmers through the air in front of Venture-Captain Amara Li. The stoic Tian woman places an ornate tea tray on the edge of her desk, inviting all those present to partake of the drink. Li’s neatly organized office is the site of various tapestries and artifacts imported from the distant land of Tian Xia.
“I would like to thank you all for coming here despite the lack of explanation. Circumstances have forced me to be discreet in this assignment. There are many who would put the information I am about to share with you to more unsavory ends.” Amara begins to take an initial sip from her teacup before she continues.
“Several months ago I arranged the successful sale of a pair of tomes from my homeland of Tian Xia to a versed historian here in Absalom. Of these books, the Infernal Incantation was the more highly sought after, as it is said to contain the secrets of binding the legions of Hell.”
Amara takes another sip of her tea and then places the cup on her desk, her expression turning cold.
“The historian—one Yargos Gill—has spent the past several weeks studying the book from within his Absalom villa. To make matters more complicated, Yargos decided to try performing one of the rituals held within the Infernal Incantation late last night. From the breathless ramblings of his assistant who arrived at my door only a handful of hours ago, it would appear that something went horribly wrong with the ritual Yargos enacted.”
“From what I was told, the ritual revealed to Yargos and his aides that the Infernal Incantation was not a guide on imprisoning fiendish forces, but instead the book itself was a prison for the armies of Hell. Within the confines of those ancient pages reside hundreds—perhaps even thousands— of devils eager to escape their long imprisonment. If Yargos’s bumbling has caused some sort of disturbance within the tome, then we need to ensure it is fixed as quickly and as discreetly as possible. It would not do the populace any good to realize that a full-on infernal invasion could appear in the middle of the city!”
“I need you to go to Yargos’s estate, where his aide has already informed him of your impending arrival. Once you meet with the historian, learn what you can about the book and how to reverse the meddling he has caused. Above all else, ensure that the legions of Hell are contained.”
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"While I myself, would be glad to fight undead, the armies of Hell oppose the light of Sarenrae. Thus, by duty, I must cleanse their filth as best I can, as it is my divine right. Yargos Gill will have to answer for his mistakes, yet after we take care of the problems he caused," Sidney calmly speaks, trying to hide his anger. "The fool let curiosity get the better of him."
Brun nods once.
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The Infernal Incantation is a tome from distant Tian Xia said to hold the secrets of binding the denizens
of Hell.
The Infernal Incantation has a relatively unknown sister document: the Celestial Song.
The books are written in Celestial and Infernal, though not in the order one would suspect. The pages of the Infernal Incantation are written in sinister Celestial script, while the pages of the Celestial Song are penned in crisp Infernal.
Rituals within the Celestial Song are said to sway the minds of those nearby, but before these powers take effect, the tome unleashes a great angelic chorus that takes hours to complete.
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Yargos Gill’s villa is a stand-alone edifice that would normally meld into the background of Absalom’s various structures were it not for the massing crowd of local citizens in front of the entrance. Up above on the second floor, lights flicker as burning orange and red embers dance within.
A crowd of people have congregated and are watching the scene. A quick survey reveals that they have been here for about a half hour and some heard a series of screams emanating from the upper level windows before the conflagration started.
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Interesting. I think I remember from my studies and from lore and legend that The Infernal Incantation is a tome from distant Tian Xia said to hold the secrets of binding the denizens
of Hell. The Infernal Incantation has a relatively unknown sister document: the Celestial Song. The books are written in Celestial and Infernal, though not in the order one would suspect. The pages of the Infernal Incantation are written in sinister Celestial script, while the pages of the Celestial Song are penned in crisp Infernal.
I am fluent in Celestial, if that helps she says.
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As you enter the estate, you find the front door slightly ajar and the immediate interior in pristine condition. A basic dining room, kitchen, and meeting room fill the first level of the abode while stairs leading up to the second floor reveal a set of bedrooms and a personal study. All rooms are nondescript and don’t have anything worth investigating with the exception of the study. There is a terrible burning light coming from beneath the closed door.
Sheets of dancing orange and red fire cover the walls of this long room, forming blazing curtains around two windows facing the streets below. The interior of the room is undisturbed, and the wooden floor is completely absent of flames. A swirling, sinister symbol adorns the center of the floor, formed of a darkened red substance and accented by a few nearby candles. Opposite the only entrance into this room is a large open altar filled with more candles, a single blood-stained dagger, and an open book from which torrents of flame feed the inferno along the walls. Nestled in the corners adjacent to the entrance are three humanoid bodies—two toppled over one another in one corner, and a third in the opposite corner, face down on the wooden floor.
You all realize that even though the room is on fire, there isn't any heat. The flames seem to be coming from the book on the alter.
However between you and the altar is a Devil of some sort.
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He doesnt look to friendly. He looks pretty scary. she says as she beings a little tune
My favorite shoes, so good to me, I wear them everyday.
Down at the heel, holes in the toes, don't care what people say.
My feet's best friends, pals to the end, with them I'm one hot chicky.
Though late one night, not much light,
I stepped in something slippy.
slipppy shoes, slippy shoes, always make me smile.
slippy shoes, slippy shoes, next time I'll avoid the pile. as she casts grease where the creature is
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The Devil does swing with reach at Glorne moves in.
and 2 points of bleed from an Infernal Wound.
The damage a bearded devil deals with its glaive inflicts persistent wounds that cause 2 points of bleed damage. Bleed caused from an infernal wound is particularly difficult to stanch—a DC 17 Heal check stops the damage, and any attempt to heal a creature suffering from an infernal wound must succeed on a DC 16 caster level check or the spell does not function. Success indicates the healing works normally and stops all bleed effects on the victim. The infernal wounds caused by a bearded devil are a supernatural ability of the devil, not of the weapon.
But Glorne returns the favor and strikes the Devil, however the creature, although annoyed at the attack, it does not seem to do enough damage to harm it.
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The bard begins an inspiration
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress,
Devil with the blue dress on
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress,
Devil with the blue dress on
Fee, fee, fi, fi, fo-fo, fum
Look at mine today, here she comes
Wearin' her wig hat and shades to match
Her high-heel shoes and an alligator hat
Wearin' pearls and diamond rings
She's got bracelets on her fingers, now, and everything?
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress,
Devil with the blue dress on
Hey I said now,
devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress,
Devil with the blue dress on
Wearin' her perfume, Chanel No. 5
Got to be the finest thing alive
Walks real cool, catches everybody's eye
Catch you too nervous and you can't say hi
Not too skinny not too fat
Real humdinger and I like it like that
She's the devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress,
Devil with the blue dress on
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress,
Devil with the blue dress on
Good golly, Miss Molly (good golly, Miss Molly)
You sure like to ball (good golly, Miss Molly)
Good golly, Miss Molly(good golly, Miss Molly)
You sure like to ball (good golly, Miss Molly)
If you're rockin' and rollin'(good golly, Miss Molly)
Hear your mama call (Good golly, Miss Molly)
From the early, early mornin' 'til the early, early nights
See Miss Molly rockin' at the House of Blue Lights
Good golly, Miss Molly (good golly, Miss Molly)
You sure like to ball (good golly, Miss Molly)
You have take it easy (good golly, Miss Molly)
Hear your mama call (good golly, Miss Molly)
Fee, fee, fi, fi, fo-fo, fum
Look once again, now, here she comes
Wearin' her wig hat and shades to match
Got high-heel shoes and an alligator hat
Wearin' her pearls and her diamond rings
That sort of thing is now everything
She's devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress,
Devil with the blue dress on
Hey I said now, devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress,
Devil with the blue dress on
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress,
Devil with the blue dress on
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress,
Devil with the blue dress on
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress,
Devil with the blue dress on
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress,
Devil with the blue dress on
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Knowledge:
That is a Bearded Devil. Like most devils immune to fire and poison, and resistant to cold and acid. Fortunately, you need good or silver to bypass DR. As you have noticed its attacks cause deep infernal wounds and it does a have a special attack with its beard.
Constantin is able to whip and rip the glaive from the devil. Though that just means it has its claws, and beard.