PFS by PbP scenario TBD (Inactive)

Game Master Brayden Green

I like that approach much better! :)

Ori, that would be an intimidate not a diplomacy.

I will still apply your 16 roll, but are you all sure you want to do this? I'll give your companions a few hours to "interject."

I'm not retconning it, he is going to react to your comment, but depending on whether or not the group wants to intervene and interject quickly (play by posts are difficult with the time lag), you might not have to go down this road unless you all want to.

Have your characters consider where they are, and what their mission is, and if fighting this group will accomplish it or not.

++ Not trying to railroad one way or the other, just giving everyone appropriate time to respond before I move the game forward ++

"Hold. This predicament has a straightforward solution, of a certain color. It appears that what you have is a source of food, either directly being eaten by your crew, or indirectly through sale and purchase. How about we pay you for this man's bet, and then I can take it out of his hide when he has finished the business we have with him? That way your crew gets fed, and we get a cart that Master Scevola doesn't have to pull himself. Does that sound a fair bargain to you?"

**ALERT - THIS IS NOT A WARNING. ALERT - THIS IS NOT A WARNING** lol :)

Amnur looks between the two, his own emotions torn, because he'd really like to wallop something, sooner rather than later. However there is the annoying thought buzzing in his brain that they're here for more than just themselves. In the end he just sighs hopelessly, and waits for a decision to be made.

Fair enough on the Intim, thought it would be the best course of action with a somewhat unconscionable man to then return with a show of force, more so considering he was about to use the same tactic on Scevola. Ideally, there would be no fight, but showing that a fight would go poorly for Elanzo.

In meta knowledge, it would go poorly for him. You could take him out, not only because it is a cr2-ish encounter and you are higher level, and also you have more people. A fight at this juncture would *also* go very poorly for you, without tipping my hand too much... Not this combat per se, but the "deep inside Aspis territory" thing.

I don't think there is ever a non-threatening way to tell a sailor/captain, "Hey, just a heads up... we have more people than you do. Just in case you were, you know, wondering or something..." Lol. :D

Hey I tell captains that all the time, and they're never threatened in the least! Lie Check: 1d1000 ⇒ 936 Also B, you're assuming we leave witnesses! Cause as a Paladin, Amnur gets rid of witnesses all the time Lie Check #2: 1d1000 - 1 ⇒ (81) - 1 = 80

Oops, I forgot to roll my diplo with that last post.Diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

It shouldn't be hard to come to a reasonable arrangement, Flori says, batting her eyes at the man.

diplo. assist: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Or, maybe it is.

At first he looks enraged, then calms himself down. I have a soft spot for Lady Mercs...his posture eases and he seems to swallow his anger, and turns it from hot anger to cold anger.

"There are more of you, it seems. I'm not looking to fight, and I don't think you want to make the scene. So I'm going to leave with what is mine... *But* I *do* know that you need these horses... Cause no one that isn't desperate would give money to this shell of a man," he says pointing back at Scevola, who is currently going through the bar to the cleared tables picking up every mug and throwing it back, drinking whatever alcohol might have been left over from the previous patron.

"The normal way of doing business here is to set up a caravan at Cloney's or a freighter at the dock I run through. So that tells me that A) you are in a hurry, or B) you are hoping to be discreet. My guess is it's a little of both."

"So here is what I'll do for you, seeing as how we got to be such good friends and all. You can buy *my* horses from me for ... 300 gold. Non-negotiable. I won't tell anyone about our transaction, or even that you exist. We never met. My men get fed, you get your horses, and nobody gets hurt. You set off to do whatever it was you had to do, and we leave for the next port first thing tomorrow."

"You have exactly 30 seconds to consider my generous offer amongst yourselves, and then I'll take the only available group of horses in this godsforsaken town to the market, and if not there, the butcher. Your choice."

Yeah, you pissed him off. :)

I say we do it, do we even have 300 gp? *starts rummaging around in his piggy bank

Amnur grinds his teeth as the man seems to easily figure out so much about them, but they are trying to keep a low profile. He turns to the others in a soft voice, "I know it's a good amount, but I'm wonderin if we can afford not to take this crummy deal."

I say we do it, do we even have 300 gp? *starts rummaging around in his piggy bank

Without "count(ing) your money when you're sittin' at the table" you know you have enough. It would be more or less the savings (overage) that you had from that huge discount from the supply people (Cartehegn).

Never pass up on a chance to quote Kenny Rogers. ;)

Amnur grinds his teeth as the man seems to easily figure out so much about them, but they are trying to keep a low profile.

You don't get to be Captain of a trading vessel by being a dummy, and not knowing the ports you trade in and the people to do business with. At 14 INT and 13 WIS and 13 CHA he is plenty smart and business savvy enough to know that you are in a pinch... ;)

I know, thus the teeth grinding thing.

Amnur checks in his pouch, then spits on the floor, "I say we pay the cursed captain."

I prefer to quote Kenny Loggins, footloose. Kick off your Sunday shoes.

"I see experience and wit have made you a shrewd captain; I apologize for testing the waters as such. But, as one businessman to another, everything is negotiable! I propose this: 200 gold and we'll look into your seafaring services for future ventures. You and your men still enjoy a good meal and the potential for additional profits from your generosity.", bowing to the captain and swallowing his pride long enough to try and make a slightly better deal.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

And I am not looking forward to seeing the 1's start rolling in after this string ends.

or not!

Amnur, seeing Oriandor continue to negotiate, stutters in to help, "Uhh, yeah! Profits and generosity!" Diplomacy (assist): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12

Stepping back, I watch Oriandor and the Captain's verbal tussle.

After a moment I step over to the bar and ask the captain's men, "Does he enjoy the bargaining, do you think?"

My aim here is to defuse the situation, make it not feel like a cracking skulls scenario. Given the chance I'll buy them a drink and ask them if they know any good jokes.

Seeing the tiefling bow low, he smiles slightly. "I mistook you all for simple thugs. Plenty of those here. This wretched port happens to be one of the worst on my route list. Hmmm...' Mylvie apologizes for the tense situation and offers to buy the young men at his sides a round, to ease the tension a little. They look at Elanzo and gladly accept when he waives his hand in a "I don't care" fashion.

[b]"Oh yes, he loves to bargain. It's his favorite part of coming onto port... The others want to, you know, go to bars and ... other places, but not our captain! His first place is to the market to see what kind of deals he can make! His happiest moments are bringing back barrels of ale for us, after a harsh journey." It is clear that they are smitten with the captain, and that they would go to any lengths to protect him.

Elanzo looks outside the window. The day grows late for me, and I would rather not make an additional stop, as there is much to prepare for tomorrow's journey. I will give them to you for 250gp, a fair price in this circumstance - and that should give me both the time and the means with which to get out of this place safely.

He turns to look at Lauranna, the silent Shi, Mylvie and Flori. "Four lady adventurers... I do not doubt your bravery, nor your abilities... but I do not wonder if you would be safer in the company of those a little less... rash, should we say? he glances over to the dwarf and tiefling.

Would any of you like to join us? We would make it well worth your stay, and you would be protected as you never have imagined. The sea is open and waiting for you to see her beautiful waters and feel the wind on your face Come and join us, won't you?

Never pass up on a chance to quote Kenny Rogers. ;)

I liked him until "the Gambler." "Well, the night got deathly quiet, and we took turns at Becky..." That was crude.

Until you realize that Becky was the pinball machine. ;)

Amnur scratches his backside unconsciously at the 'rash' comment, but manages hold his tongue, if only just.

I'm down for the deal, if we're chiming in

I'm not familiar with the line about Becky in the Gambler. Was it a different song or a different version or something?

"Four lady adventurers... I do not doubt your bravery, nor your abilities... but I do not wonder if you would be safer in the company of those a little less... rash, should we say?

Pausing for a moment, apparently in thought, Shilyn brushes back a wisp of hair with her left hand. "You know, you do have a point," she says rather thoughtfully, "but then again.. who would keep them out of trouble?"

Shi grows quiet for a moment then asks Elanzo, "Hey, you mentioned ships.. Do you ever get up by Corentyn? If so.. you wouldn't have happened to see another half-elf that looks a bit like me did you?"

Although not really hopeful, she figured it was worth a shot to see if she could find out anything about her sister.

Shaking her head slightly as if to clear her thoughts, she continues. "Ok, so you want 300 gold for these nags? Surely you could drop the price.. say to 200, still well over market and a hefty profit. After all.. four lady adventurers in obviously brash company could always use a fast getaway.. for safety mind you."

bluff: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9 or not.. no poker face..ugh

I'm not familiar with the line about Becky in the Gambler. Was it a different song or a different version or something?

"And the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression.

"One day while he was workin' the Gatlin boys came callin'.
They took turns at Becky.... n' there was three of them!"
-Coward of the County

A little conflation from when I was a kid.

Oriandor is about to accept the agreement on behalf of the group, ignoring the Elanzo's personal jabs, but upon hearing Shilyn's words, he pauses to wait and see if her charm can woo the stubborn captain over.

Shilyn, that would be a diplo, not a bluff. Everything you said was true (it is well over market what he is asking). I don't think that using that roll with your diplo will get you anywhere though.

He considers Shilyn's rebuttal. He seems to take it to heart, that lowering the price might be a way to help this group to safety.

It's too bad that your roll was so crappy, it was a good argument and it would have pushed him to friendly, or with a *great* roll you might have found him helfpful

I haven't seen one such as you. Nor will I, I am sure... I think you are one of a kind, but you seem to think that you are not... I will keep an eye out for your friend. As to the price, you are correct that I am getting over market, but considering the amount of trouble I am sure you are all in, or are about to be again, he looks over at the men in the group I imagine that I would be taking a risk even selling these to you. I might need some of the overage to grease a few palms up and down the docks, because I can't risk getting barred from this pier. I will do 225 to you, as a favor, and will accept no less. Again, with the plea that you come instead, with me where you will be undoubtedly safe. I suppose that we could even accept the men. We would find a place for them as well.

Grinning at the captain, she says politely, "Oh captain, my captain, would that I could, but alas, you see I have no ability to swim the waves on a boat. Why I don't know a forth castle from a third castle and you'd end up having me stalk the plank. Not to mention, the floors bob and weave and the doors and windows are much to small. She phrases her response to purposefully use incorrect nautical terms to prove her point.

Pausing for a moment she offers up an alternative. "Since I'm obviously not a good fight for such a gallant crew, what do you say about a trade in lieu of us going aboard ship. Say.. information.. on someone you could freely trade with in Absalom.. no questions asked?"

Hmmm. Absalom, huh? It has been a while since we have been that way. We should make a voyage there, especially if you promise be there.

So, until then 225 gold in exchange for this wretches' wares. The day grows late and i find myself behind in tasks.

"If I were you I would take the horses and leave this liability behind for your own protection" he adds with the whisper to the group.

Giving the captain a wink, she replies "You just never know where my travels will take me. Perhaps I'll meet you there someday. You're buying the drinks though.." With a giggle, she turns to help the others with the nags. "Please pay the man Amnur. Before the price goes up."

"The money will come from my own purse, and you can pay me your share later. It's not an outrageous price, not here, and fairly given. But, I do have a favor to ask." Lauranna pulled her purse out and counted the coins. Her voice went quiet. "What do you know of the proprietor of this place? Is she well-liked? Does she have rivals in town? Would anyone come to her aid if Amnur here tried his dwarven sweet talk on her?"

As Mylvie is at the bar with the young kids you all notice that one of Captain Elanzo’s crew sitting at the bar with her sports fine, Chelish features and raven-black hair with a distinctive red patch.

"The proprieter here is a squatty little halfling named Chorlish. She is well liked enough. I don't know of any rivals as she mostly keeps to her own affairs in town, which is why we like to come here. What do you mean by "dwarven sweet talk?" Are you planning on bludgeoning her or something? I'm not sure I would recommend that..."he looks curiously at Lauranna and is wondering what she is getting on about.

I sit down next to the young Chelish lad and introduce myself, "My name's Mylvwara."

Then I lower my voice

He says yes, and who would mention him?

The roll that you are going to want to use is Diplomacy I would think.

Still talking in a quiet voice, Lauranna said [b]"I'm sorry, I was led to believe this place was owned by a woman named Lura. And I just don't a potential business opportunity spoiled by the dwarf's...inappropriate comments."

Trying to draw information about the druglady out

If needed, diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

"Are you telling me I say inappropriate things? Tell me one things I've said that was ill-received! Sides' what we're really trying to do is find a tricky lady named Lura." Diplomacy (assist): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2 How apropos...

Amnur, seeing Mylvwara in conversation with the Chelish youth, steps up and tries to enter the conversation, speaking in quiet confidential tones,

I believe we were told here to find Lura, at the Sanguine Pit, so we don't need to worry about that.

"Are you telling me I say inappropriate things? Tell me one things I've said that was ill-received!

Shilyn tries hard to suppress a laugh and fails miserably. Patting her friend on the shoulder she says, "Amnur my friend, let's just say you should leave the diplomacy to someone less.. abrupt.. like maybe a Chelaxian pit dog." She throws the dwarf a quick wink before returning to her task of getting the nags ready.

The Young Lad with red hair seems interested in what you have to say, but he certainly not ready to give up the life that he loves yet. Perhaps you have something else to sway him with? more kind words about the office, possibly lies about his family's health, possibly a little bit of a... Money incentive.

Lura? She's over at the sanguine pit. he says.

The Young Lad with red hair seems interested in what you have to say, but he certainly not ready to give up the life that he loves yet. Perhaps you have something else to sway him with? more kind words about the office, possibly lies about his family's health, possibly a little bit of a... Money incentive.

"A Chelaxian pit dog!? why thank you Shi!" Amnur hugs her about the waist in spontaneous joy... and the reason for the embrace is unclear at best. Nodding his thanks to the proprietor, "Alright, we'll be sure to look for her at the Pit. Thank you kindly."

At this point I think I speak for everyone when I say, with as much kindness as possible, "Amnur, stop trying to help" :)

You cannot hope to contain me! You can only hope to slow me down! I will rule the... Oh alright.

Sorry, my phone was being ultra stoooopid when trying to post yesterday. Not sure what was going on. I think it was the Paizo server, being weird with mobiles. Outside of the house all day running errands.

The young boy accepts the offer ecstatically, and goes to tell his captain, as if he mispoke.

"Well, it looks like I might be having to fill a vacancy anyways." says Elanzo, clearly dismayed, but not angry.

So you now must sober up Raimondo, and get your shipment loaded. Any specific way you want this done? After the drinks and somewhat unfriendly negotiations, etc, it is right around 3pm.

Anything anyone wants to do before nightfall? And would you personally like to oversee that these tasks be done (aka babysit Raimondo and the Cartahegn people) or would you like to put it in their good hands that it all gets done?

I think Raimondo needs watching... I don't know about the Cartagegn people.

Amnur moves over to Raimondo, please at the exchange with Trato. "Mr Raimondo sir, I'm Amnur. Looks like things are looking alright for ya now that we showed up!" He says in a very neutral, non-diplomatic way

"Let's take him back to Senzer's; he might have something to clear up his state and minimize the massive hangover he's gonna get."

You take him back and get some potions for him and it does seem to take the edge off.

Senzer looks very worried about having him be your guide. you discussed what to do with him, and sensor still needs to pack a lot of things as there is a lot of expensive medications that would benefit the society.

So without a babysitter, you guys get to do the duties.

you pack without much problem, and have everything ready to go from the supply store. You are all ready to go and it is about an hour from dusk. Where do you want to hang out? Or do you just want to go to Lura's place now?

"Alright, think it's time to take care of Senzer's Lura problem. After letting that devil's teet Elanzo walk, I think I'll have to hurt someone.", the tiefling still holding a grudge from the afternoon's debacle.

The sorceress will join Oriandor.

I'm sure we'll find someone you can hurt.

Amnur, always ready to help, starts to volunteer and raise his hand, but realizing he's not certain if he'd be volunteering to help Oriandor hurt someone else, or let Oriandor hurt him.... he just grabs his gear and moves to stand next to the tiefling, conveying his readiness to go hurt others non-verbally.