[PFS]#7-07 Trouble in Tamran (Inactive)

Game Master Yiroep

I've never bull rushed a house before....

He maintains his defensible position and shoots at Urien. However, he was unaware of his mystery assailant.

when he shoots his bow feng would take his aoo

feng invis hit cs flat footed: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20 for dagger: 1d3 ⇒ 3 plus sneak attack: 1d6 ⇒ 6 for 9 total damage actuall one more for bard song (and 2 more to hit as well but I think that doesn't matter)

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Feng's actual turn he will move into the room around the bow wielding foe drawing another dagger as he does so, and readies his action to attack when he has a flank.

Sister Morgan and Zuri move up. Zuri, you don't notice much in here. Looks like a normal guard outpost.

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Li Feng hits the guy right in the gut, becoming visible. The man seems shocked by this turn of events.

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Initiative Order - Bolded characters may post their turn

Sister Morgan - Guidance, Mage Armor
Zuri
Red (-45) - Blood Splatter
Li Feng - Guidance - Readied
Skredli (-5) - Guidance, Enlarge Person
Urien - Guidance
Blue (-10)

Group Buffs: Bless, Inspire Courage (+2 on attack rolls, +1 on damage rolls, +1 morale bonus on saves vs. fear)

Urien moves up and fires an arrow through the doorway at the remaining combatant. He maintains the bardic performance, adding a bit of dramatic flair about unseen blades for Li Feng. I think this is the third round.

ranged attack with cover, point-blank, and precise: 1d20 + 3 + 2 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (12) + 3 + 2 + 1 - 4 = 14
composite shortbow damage: 1d6 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 1 + 1 = 5

Urien fires at the man, striking true, and the man falls. I don't think that there should be any cover from where you are firing, so counted it as a hit.

Out Of Initiative

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Status Wrap-up

Sister Morgan (-0) - Mage Armor
Zuri (-0)
Li Feng (-0)
Skredli (-5)
Urien (-0)

Red (-45) - Dead
Blue (-15) - Unconscious

Loot Post

Blue's loot

• Studded Leather
• Handaxe
• Longbow with 19 arrows
• Razmiri religious pamphlet
• tindertwigs (2)
• 11 gp

Red's loot

• Masterwork Chain Shirt
• Masterwork Quarterstaff
• Sling with 9 Bullets
• Iron Razmiri Mask
• Wooden Unholy Symbol of Razmir
• Two Potions

spellcraft: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 5 + 1 = 16 potion 1 and guidance
spellcraft: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 5 + 1 = 19 potion 2 and guidance

I begin reading the Razmiri religious packet

Knowledge History on Razmir's influence in the region: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17

Mostly talks about how Ramzir is the one true god, how to worship him, and the 31 steps to enlightenment. It is truly a pamphlet for Razmir for converting people to the faith.

As for this region, the worship of Razmir is actually illegal, even though this is a recent development and many churches already existed in this nation when the law came into effect.

Skredli ceases raging and is now very tired. one round used?

How long till I am small..er again?

We should question the one who is still alive.

I'm reacting at this point. If there are no smelling salts, he needs 4 HP to wake up. :p

Yeah....sorry about the other one. I got a little angrier than I thought I would. Speaking of injuries, can anyone spare some healing? down 5

Zuri hands Skredli a potion of clw.

one we just found

Assuring Skredli has bound the guy, I will channel to get the 2 of them breathing
channel#2 of the day: 1d6 ⇒ 3

channel#3 of the day: 1d6 ⇒ 6

The man lays there on the ground, looking up at the party. He stays on the ground with a mean look.

Believing in the living god is the only way that Nirmathas will ever have peace. Anyone would be a fool to go against him. He seems to be regurgitating information from the religious pamphlet at this point.

Skredli takes advantage of his larger state

Fool is one of the least things I've ever been called. Killer...

He pauses to glance over at the mess he made of his friend and at
the blood still on his sword and shoes...

Killer, slayer...and angry...yeah, that fits me better...I need
to hear you say something useful to us or I may become angry again.

Skredli scowls deeply at the stupid, stupid man.

Initimdate +4 +4 larger +2 situational: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29

He seems terrified but is still holding his tongue under pressure.

He timidly says, You Pathfinders were the last barrier to Razmir's dominance here. He kind of hangs that in the air, and doesn't really seem to have any follow up to prove his point.

You killed my superior! Please don't kill me! He seems to be a fanatical, devout follower of Razmir but doesn't seem to know very much about what actually goes on in the church.

BTW, does this guy have bug bites on him and/or smell like that anti-vermin concoction Zuri has been wearing as cologne?

Skredli leans in closer and sniffs the poor fellow.

If you tell me where I can find his boss, I might be more inclined
to let you live

A little bit scared of Skredli herself, Sister Morgan suggests, "I assume at this point there is a forbidden church of Razmir around here. Let's turn this fellow into the local authorities and begin a search to root them out. They clearly have some vendetta against the society."

@Skredli They do not smell of much of anything, really. Maybe slight lack of bath, but in this world it's not all that uncommon.

I... I can't tell you that! Things far worse than death would befall me if I betray Razmir! He seems to be shaking in his boots. Being turned in even seems to be a better fate than that!

Is the consensus to turn them in? BTW, it's getting into the evening at this point.

Is the consensus to turn them in? BTW, it's getting into the evening at this point.

Sure, but we'll need a bucket for the other guy

Man, being large sure makes me hungry...

Concur, turn them in as cultists of Razmir.

You head to the local guard's post in town with them in tow. It's evening, so not many are at the headquarters, as many of the night shift is out and about town and not in their offices.

As you approach with the bodies
The guards stationed outside the headquarters spot you and approach. Please state your business. Are these men criminals? They spot the gory one. Oh my! He doesn't look alive...

Urien gives a strained, but winning smile.

Indeed, we were attacked by these cowardly Razmiri. The one filling two different bags over there was the first to attack. We are uncertain why they attacked us, only that the survivor here seemed like he would rather be turned in as an illegal cultist of Razmir and attempted murderer than tell us why they attacked us.

diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23

Likely an additional +1 for guidance, but didn't want to delay game play for the posts to ask.

Very well! Thank you good citizens or visitors, we shall handle it from here. Razmir has recently become illegal here and we are still tracking down some of the followers, but the ones around here are particularly tough to interrogate. We will investigate the body and then bury him or something, and jail the other one. They take the two men.

It's getting dark here, about 8 PM. What would you like to do?

before they go

Do you have any leads to where they are hiding their church?

after they leave

We can report back to the lodge and report, they might have some leads. After that, lets head to the inn I guess.

The guards inform you that they have no leads. There was never really an obvious temple in this town before the ban.

"Maybe we should bed down for the night - and something will come to us in our dreams," as he becomes visible for those that did not see him previously. "of course, keep watches, because something mundane might show up as well."

Before he finds something else to hide behind - stealth at full speed: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16

You head back to the lodge.

Oriaih and Reginar are there to greet you, and say that your rooms have been made up while you were gone. They have a dinner that they can quickly prepare as well.

However, you also have a guest back at the lodge. It's Gauril Karela!

“I finished my task faster than I thought, and I hope you uncovered some information, my friends,” says Guaril as he applies a dab of wax to his moustache, “For my investigation was only partially successful. My sources tell me that the filthy weasels stealing my cargo are hiding in an abandoned fort. Which fort, they could not say. I would have learned more, but some men... they cannot tolerate pain, eh? Sadly for us, the Nirmathi abandoned many forts after the last Molthuni invasion. These four are our best bets.”

He places a map on the table - Click for link.

Up to you guys to use clues from your own investigation to figure it out! You can also take a night's rest before heading out to the location you choose.

crap i dont know if we found useful clues. we know they have bug issues, so swampy. they appear to be from the illegal faith. not sure what else we know

The man at the tavern mentioned a smuggler getting attacked in the woods south of the city. The patrol lost them when they fled west up the river. The man at the dock mentioned vermin repellent. Zuri says, thinking out loud.

Fort Ursoss? Zuri asks, looking up from the map. Am I missing anything?

Yeah you forgot the man in the market Zuri answers himself. He said they came from the river, not the town. I see two rivers on this map.

Fort Ursoss seems to be the greatest convergence of likelihood ...

Urien pauses to try to remember what he may have known about the area to make sure all four forts are abandoned and to see if he can recall any specific details on any of them that might prove useful for figuring out which may be more likely.

knowledge: local: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23

whew, stepped far enough away from Skredli to make a die roll :)

Urien, you can just confirm the information that the map provides.

Fort Faelon is in marsh near the lake.
Fort Machema is near the lake in drier land.
Fort Drejas is near the bed of the river in drier land.
Fort Ursoss is close to the river in marsh.

Sister Morgan nods in agreement with Urien's suggestion

So when do we make these bastards pay?

Skredli goes back to honing his greatsword and eating some mystery food provided by the lodge. Meat...loaf? Like bread made from meat? This is good stuff He goes on to try to make a sammich with the meat load on the outside and bread in the middle.

Blithely ignoring the insinuation of torture out of long habits, Urien responds to Skredli's first question.
I'd recommend that we get some sleep tonight and set out first thing tomorrow. I'd rather not require that we need light in the dark when trying to sneak up on someone.
Perhaps we can even hire a skiff of some sort so that we can go by water.
... of course, this assumes that they won't try to attack us tonight now that we've taken out their Razmiri stooges... some day I simply MUST invest in some bear traps...

He looks at the concoction that Skredli amassed. I think it needs to be wrapped in bacon and you'll be set.

Why would we need light at night? It looks the same as day to me... Zuri asks with a confused look.

Seems the consensus is Fort Ursoss.

Gauril trusts your assessment and says he will travel with you to the location.

You rest for the night. You can go ahead and do re-preparations, make last minute purchases, etc. In the morning, you are greeted by Reginar and Oriaih with complimentary breakfast. It's quite delicious and traditional: Biscuits and butters, bacon, and eggs; it's quite good. They both wave you farewell as Gauril leads you to the harbor.

You take a small boat along the river, with Gauril at the helm (he's quite proficient at it). You eventually reach a marshy shore, and Gauril ties the boat off.

"Many of these old forts possess hidden escape routes," Gauril says. "I suggest we search around for one first."

After a little searching, you all find a stone trapdoor in the ground. "Ah, this will do."

You head down the passageway, and eventually come to an iron gate. There is seemingly no way to open it, however (There isn't even a lock on it), and Gauril says "I will wait here and stand guard in case anything comes out of here. You should go to the fort proper and search the whole place, then come back here when you are finished. Or perhaps you may even find the way to let me in while you are in there." He leans against the wall, takes out a dagger, and starts picking his nails with it.

Giving a small break to allow some conversation here.

Urien snaps out of his daze with a confused look, recovering from the brief montage which took over the group.

It appears that it took quite some time for the coffee this morning to kick in.

Looking around with interest, he continues...

Is someone perhaps an excellent tracker who may be able to determine if this fort is still being used, and if so by what or whom?

Let me take a look-see here

survival: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

Unfortunately, it's marshy here and difficult to track, although you haven't gone near the inside of the fort yet.

New map up!

Skredli moves up to see what is going on, looking for tracks or other signs of ocupation

perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Upon investigating the surface and looking for tracks, and looking around the fort...

Scorch marks mar the stones of this dilapidated keep. Vegetation hangs loosely from holes in the partially collapsed ceiling, and the floor is sunken and cracked in several places. A charred wooden door lies on the ground in front of an archway leading west. To the north, a stone trap door (a different one than before) peeks out from behind a pile of rubble.

As you approach the fort, ghostly apparitions appear inside the ruins. There are two elven ghosts (one male, one female) that float around the ruins that look like warriors of the Shining Crusade. They see the party, and warn in unison with a ghastly voice, You should leave this pla-a-a-ace. We wi-i-ish to rest in peace.

Check out the new map!

Zuri puts on his vermin repellent.

History: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18

"We wish to push spirits at rest, though I am not terribly sure you are even ghosts. Your Shining Crusade looks more like the Silver Crusade. Is that makeup?"

Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7