Enok steps back and fires a force missile at the drake!
as magic missile plus intense spell damage (+1)
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Esmeralda's ice ball hits the drake square in the jaw with an unnervingly strong splat!
Enok's force missiles burry themself deep into the drakes body as it starts to sink down into the water.
Filios strikes the drake near him sending scales flying all over the deck and water.
The drake strikes back, not knowing that its mate has sunk back into the river. Flying up the deck it tries to bitke Filios and the tries to swipe its tail at Esmeralda again
The bite is easily dodged, but the tail swipe nearly knocks Esmeralda to the deck.
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Esmeralda's release of positive energy rushes over the boat. The sparkling brilliance attracting the attention of the young drake.
Filios just barely misses with his strike, the deft drake dodging the blow at the last possible moment. Suddenly the drake jerks wildly, trying to doge the mad monk and it backs right into the tip of Filio's blade!
At the same time Enok's missiles smash into beast, burning bits of muscle and scales.
The drake, severely wounded and with a huge tear in its wing goes into a full retreat. Once safe from the boat it dives down into the water.
After a few moments, the river is calm. The crew look around terrified as Captain Passad starts to give orders to secure lines and get the sails back in order.
Once Captain Passad is happy that the boat is well taken care of, he turns his attention to the Pathfinders. The Pathfinder Society continues to amaze me, and it seems to me increasingly prudent to enter into a business arrangement that would certainly be to our mutual benefit—particularly for those with an eye for spotting profit. Let me make my case simply: my trade network is growing and already blankets the Inner Sea like no other, and the dwarves cannot hope to compete with the prices I offer. Let us not forget that the Pathfinders have had many mutually profitable business dealings with me in the past.
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"Sir Captain, how long until we arrive at the final destination?"
Esmeralda checks the surface of the water for plants that might for berries.
If any are to be found, she picks the berries and quickly enchants them with her good berry spell.
Level 0: Stabilize, Detect Magic, Guidance, Create Water
Level 1: Entangle (x2), Snowball (x2)
Level 2: Barkskin (x2), Frigid Touch
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Metella apparently overhearing the Captains plea to the Pathfinders chimes in with an offer of her own- Yes, Temel has his bejeweled fingers in many pies and can offer cheaper wares, but consider the advantages of a business relationship with my mercantile concern: our network is many centuries old, and the quality of our goods is unrivaled. Furthermore, an arrangement with a firm with such deep roots in the Five Kings Mountains would reinforce the military alliance the Society is already negotiating.
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"Ah, we Pathfinders are not involved in commerce. At least we - " he indicates his fellow Pathfinders. "are not involved in commerce. Our superiors may be another matter." he pauses and looks to the others. "Actually, I suppose I cannot speak for you all. Do any of you have any stake in these matters?" he asks them.
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"I could be a naturalist on search for new and important herbs and what not that might be of curative values back in the south. . . If need be. You could be my entourage because I am a small helpless girl." Emseralda sucks on her teeth thoughtfully for a moment, "I mean, there is aways some crusade or another happening, generally up here. I suppose that is grounds for the healing trade."
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Your conversation continues as the sun starts to set. Near dusk, the captain points out a pleasant country inn up a hill on the north shore of the Glass River, where a small dock offers a berth for the Abacus. Passad and the envoys indicate they’ll wait out the night in their cabins while the Pathfinders execute their mission at the Gray Revelation Inn. Before leaving the boat, Amauhak strongly advises the party to refrain from violence on Razmiri soil if it can be helped; Metella and Passad, in rare agreement, concur.
Leaving the boat, a stone path leads from the dock about 200 yards through some light tree cover to the villa. All appearances suggest a very cozy establishment, and the inn certainly serves the obvious purpose of a way station for travelers. A sign above wide wooden gates reads, Welcome to the Gray Revelation Inn. The gate leans open invitingly, and the smell of fresh flowers wafts on the cool breeze.
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Owai, dressed in more ostentatious clothes than he was travelling with until now, leads the group towards the Inn. "Now, we are agreed. I will be leveraging my skills as a singer to be our cover. Enok, you can be my manager. Filios my bodyguard. Esmerelda my... writer? Or perhaps my promoter. You have a way with words." he says. He still wears his Scimitar, and much of his adventuring gear, and walks with a Quarterstaff.
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Walking through the gate, the profusion of flowers planted around this lovely courtyard fills the air with an enchanting fragrance. An oaken door to the north is the obvious entrance to the inn, while south are the broad doors of a stable. Wooden gates allow egress to west and east, and a roofed well lies at the east end of the main court.
Inside the stable you can see the outline of a worker put down his shovel and starts to walk out toward the Pathfinders. The tall stableboy smiles and waves to the party.
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The tall oofish looking stable hand great Enok cheerfully. He doesn't say a word but smiles a toothless smile. With a wave, he starts to head to what must be the front door of the inn and welcomes you inside.
Inside the inn are dark oaken tables, chairs and benches fill this comfortable, L-shaped common room, and the faint odors of tobacco and ale permeate the air. Narrow windows with panes of smoked glass along the north and south walls allow some light into this welcoming space.
An old matronly woman clad in peasant clothing and an apron sits at the centermost table of this room. She wears a red scarf about her neck and a wry smile on her face. The matron looks up at the Pathfinders and introduces herself. I am Addas Grymble. My sister and I run this establishment. What brings you here in the middle of the night? she asks pleasantly.
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Esmeralda makes a quick sweep of the outside of the inn before venturing inside, having learned a valuable lesson earlier in her career about inns.
Once inside, the gnome endeavors to make small talk with the locals in the hopes that some hints as to her mission might be revealed through the application of good, old fashioned, small talk.
In the off chance people inquire about her business in the area, Esmeralda simply explains the various healing properties of the local flora and fauna in excruciating detail in the hopes of quickly derailing that particular line of conversation.
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Owai smiles at the stablehand, letting Enok speak to him. He tosses the lad a gold coin as he sweeps into the inn. Inside, he smiles at the proprietress.
"I am Owai, Bard of a Thousand Cities." he says ostentatiously. "My entourage and I are travelling to Caliphas, and need accommodations, if that is possible." he says.
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The sisters look at you silently for a few moments, as if trying to decern the lies from the truth. With a jolt of energy Addas leaps up. Sister, bring our guest some of that beef soup you have been conjuring up back there. How many rooms do you folks need? I have plain rooms for 5sp a night. They are big enough for one of you. The fine rooms are 3gp a night and would fit two or three of you, if you don't mind sharing some body heat that is! The lavish rooms are 5gp a night, but the silk sheets make it all worth while. How many nights will you be staying?
As she speaks her sister brings out enough bowls and a pot of boiling beef stew, enough for a light meal.
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Well sir Owai, I only have one Lavish room. But a fine room will fit you all comfortably. 8gp a night, will cover the expenses if you please. she adds with a hospitable smile.
Once done with your meal, she and her sister lead you to your rooms. The nicer rooms are on the south wing of the building. The rooms are as advertised and the doors lock from the inside. There is a separate bath area near your rooms which you are free to freshen up as you see fit. Addas and her sister stay in the northern side of the inn, near the "commoner" rooms.
Satisfied that you are well taken care of, they leave you to bed down for the night.
Sneaking is not my thing, but I am not in armor, so I suppose I could creep about a bit
Enok readies himself.
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Owai smiles at Filios. "None at all, I am sure." he says. Owai leaves all weapons but his Scimitar and dagger in the room as he readies himself to go exploring, and removes his jewelry and any other things that might rattle or jingle. His Mithril Chain Shirt, he wears, as well as his belt pouch and scrollcase.
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Gates around the inn only encompass the main building and stables.
Looking inside the stables you see an expansive smithy is set up in the west end of the stable, one corner of it occupied by a small cot and a neat pile of clothing. To the east stretch a number of stalls for horses and other animals.