Amber slips into the alcove and huddles next to one of the beggars crouching completely still
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Round 1
Effects none
Terrain sewer trough (difficult terrain)
- Lync -
- Red -
- Blue -
- Huratas -
- Tishka -
- Amagire -
- Amber -
- Kranzer -
Clearly unwilling to talk with the rude gnome, Laszo begins mixing chemicals and powders while he stares down the intruder. At a whistle from his lips, some sort of giant insect slides out of the pipe near Tishka.
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Round 1-2
Effects none
Terrain sewer trough (difficult terrain)
- Huratas -
- Tishka -
- Amagire -
- Amber -
- Kranzer -
- -----Round 2-----
- Lync -
- Red -
- Blue -
Lync feathers an arrow around the tunnel corner and right into the meat of Laszo's shoulder. The alchemist attacks back, but his aim is off and all he does is splash flames on the beggar in front of Lync. The pathetic wretch screams in pain for an instant, then falls unconscious, even though he continues to burn.
Unfortunately, the beetle catches Tishka off guard and buries its pincers deep in the gnome's thigh.
Move to the spot on the map and draw my daggers, ready to throw next round.
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Round 1-2
Effects none
Terrain sewer trough (difficult terrain)
- Huratas -
- Tishka -
- Amagire -
- Amber -
- Kranzer -
- -----Round 2-----
- Lync -
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- Blue -
Cleric that he is, Huratas moves up to heal the innocent beggar, while Amagire and Amber prepare to attack in a few seconds. But between Kranzer's sword and Lync's arrow, the alchemist drops to the filthy stones.
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Kranzer - sickened
Tishka's first swing covers the wall in beetle juice, and her second just adds insult to the injury. Once the gnome is all healed up, you find a notebook on Laszo, but it's written in some sort of cipher.
Amber looks at the book and trys to take a crack at reading it.
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Huratas dunks the drug addict in water to put out the fire. It doesn't improve his smell.
He then heals Tishka. With her wand if she has one otherwise with his.
2 charges for 11 if you are ok with taking the average outside of combat.
"Well done. Bug Slayer may not be the most noble title, But it was a big bug."
"Final decision on the drug addicts? If we leave them here they won't live long."
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Giggling as the creature explodes, lighting the tunnel, Tishka takes a few deep breathes to calm herself. Kneeling before the remains of the squashed bug, she whispers "I am sorry it came to this. That hurt though."
Promptly getting to her feet, she draws her curative stick and hands it to Huratas. "I appreciate the help, I believe you know what to do."
Once her wounds are attended to, she looks around the room. "So...I guess he didn't want to come quietly. We've got his notes and put him out of commision. I believe her note specifically said we shouldn't do all three tasks, right? I guess we take these poor beggars to get help and then wait for her to contact us, right?" Turning to the remaining victims, she tries to help carry them.
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Lync remembers passing a Sarenite temple on the way here, though the beggars resist being taken away from the sewer, and need to be carried the entire way. On the street, Kranzer's stench draws almost as much attention as the beggars that everyone is carrying.
Once that is taken care of, you head back to the Sixwing Drake to sleep, but as Kranzer crosses the gang plank, Captain Zendrani motions to several sailors. "Give that dwarf a bath before I let him on board."
Before Kranzer even knows what's happening, he finds himself sputtering in the harbor. But at least he doesn't feel sickened anymore.
Around noon on the next day, Captain Zendrani calls a meeting on the deck of the Sixwing Drake. “An urchin boy delivered this note just a few minutes ago. I tried to keep him here so we could talk to him, but he slipped away without a word and ran off into the city. I haven’t looked at the note—but it seems to be from Delroya.” The captain hands over the note.
Amber held her nose as she looked over at Kranzer before she shook her head." I'd shove him in the drink myself if I wasn't worried about getting that stench on me" She said lightheartedly as she took her other hand and waved it in front of her face.
After she spent the night practicing her skills, she awoke and gathered with the rest of the group. When told a note she looked an nodded."Well let's read it and see where this takes us now"
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After being tupped over the side of the ship, Kranzer slogs back up onto the Sixwing Drake and shakes the seawater from his hair and puffs out his chest.
"Ain't nothin' sexier than a soakin' dwarf! Ha HA! He slaps the nearest companion of his on the shoulder before finding a card game in the hold somewhere to drink and gamble the night away.
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Skimming the note, Tishka grins. "Yay! We were successful. Let's get moving to this warehouse then. We don't want to miss our turncoat afterall."
The excitable lady quickly gathers her things and prepares to make land again. Scratching her head, she turns to her companions. "Uh, any of you know how to find this place?"
Amber let a coin dance over her knuckles as she waited for the others. With a smile she spoke. "I agree with the elf we should head to the warehouse!"
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True to Kranzer's expectations, Lync finds the warehouse with ease. A large building looms into view at the end of Gull Street. Its main level sits at the edge of the street above a ten-foot drop to the harbor’s waters below. A door in the western wall of the warehouse opens, and a woman clad in simple leather armor steps out. Her features display a blend of Taldan and Mwangi heritages, and her crisp accent is difficult to place. “I am Magali Delroya. You must come quickly, Pathfinders. We do not wish to be seen.” Delroya moves briskly, waving off protests or interruptions, and speaks with the rhythm of her steps. “Questions later. Much is at stake. First you must listen.” Her outward display of authority does not entirely mask her fear.
The small room through the warehouse’s western door features a round table and several chairs. “This room is for the guards. They are all too busy dealing with our disruptions, so no one is here for now. That door leads to the docks below,” she says, indicating a door in the southern wall. “Come this way. I will show you the warehouse.” She opens a door in the northern wall, revealing a cavernous storage room. Haphazard stacks of barrels and crates almost reach the ceiling twenty feet above. Two large skylights in the ceiling provide ample light during the day, and a dozen unlit lanterns are spaced around the room. To the east, a wide opening in the southern wall looks out over the loading bay ten feet below. A freight elevator platform rigged to a complex set of pulleys and ropes and a staircase both lead down to the loading bay.
“As you can see, the Aspis Consortium maintains a sizable operation out of this warehouse, which they rent from the Kortos Consortium’s Locosta family in exchange for alchemical goods. After tonight, I hope that the relationship between Aspis and Kortos will be irreparably damaged.
“We may have delayed the shipment, but my sources tell me that both the Kortos and Aspis consortia are likely to investigate the warehouse later tonight. I had hoped for more time, but I will not able to move the goods until after midnight. I need your help in holding off the agents until everything is in order. They are not likely to work together, so you should prepare for multiple groups of agents. While I have no qualms about fighting the Aspis agents, if possible we should avoid further antagonizing the Kortos Consortium. Their agents may be willing to look the other way.
“Because the agents are on high alert, you should stay at the warehouse until they arrive. We wouldn’t want anyone spotted or attacked out in the city before we’re ready. That gives you several hours to prepare. Most of the items in the warehouse are simple trade goods designed to make this outfit look legitimate. You may want to take some time to look around, though—you never know what the Aspis Consortium might have stowed away here.
“I can stay here briefly, if you have questions or need assistance.”
Amber looks at the place and whistles at the warehouse and reminds herself she is no longer the little urchin on the streets. She listens and notes that the Consortium will likely be back to this place.
"My question is there any sort of ledger for this place, like an inventory or something. I know it probably won't tell us what we are looking for, but at the same time might narrow our search by looking for what doesn't seem right?" she asks poking at a crate wondering if the guys chose to smuggle things in
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Delroya doesn't even look at Amagire before responding, "We do not have time. As I said, expect two groups of agents, one from each Consortia. If I knew more, I would have told you."
She turns to Amber, "Unfortunately not, you will have to search at random and hope for the best. As to your question," she turn to Lynch and hands him a scroll, “By now you should know that the Aspis Consortium is breaking Diobel’s laws. What we’re doing here is not exactly legal, either, in the views of the Kortos Consortium. I am hoping that we can get through this without drawing their ire, but as a last resort, you can use this document. It should eliminate any questions as to the legality of your actions. If you can avoid having to use it, I would be grateful, but do not hesitate to present it if necessary.”
"The doors are a problem you must solve, little colorful one. And how should I know what they know? I don't even know who they are!"
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"Well, that's it then. I'll just show you where the secret doors are, then I need to get other things in motion." Magali takes you to two hidden doors in the north and east walls, then begins to leave. "Oh, and here is a little something to help: one smokestick for each of you."
Once Magali is gone, you quickly explore the warehouse. In the main room, you find a human-sized cage with lock and key, while in the guard room you discover six thunderstones. The mechanical platform that travels up and down between the main room and loading dock is broken, though a little engineering skill and some time could probably fix it. But the real find is six doses of poison in the loading dock.
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"Yeah, good thinkin' Amagire! I say we block all the other entrances but the big front doors. That way we don't get knifed in the back, neh? " Kranzer pats one of the crates. "Other than that, since we don't wanna be hurting the Kortos guys, maybe if the Aspis shows up first we can take 'em out and pretend to be them, eh? Anyone here good at talking their way outta sticky situations?"
Kranzer looks around expectantly. "Whadd'ya think?"