[PFS/CtP] #0-06 Black Waters (Inactive)

Game Master Carla the Profane

This will be my first try at GMing a PbP. I decided to start with a golden oldie: #06: Black Waters!

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Venture-Captain Drandle Drenge, a stout and hardy Taldan with thin, graying hair and a thick, bushy mustache, unfurls a map on his butcher-block table and places a meaty finger on the parchment.

“The abandoned district of Beldrin’s Bluff was once the gem of Absalom’s Precipice District—now it is but a weathered crag of broken rock at the edge of the roiling sea. When the great quake hit ten years ago, entire blocks of the Bluff sheared from the mainland. Cliffside tearooms and exclusive estates fell into the waves and carried hundreds of nobles to a watery grave. An elite academy, called the Tri-Towers Yard, remained on the mainland, but sank wholesale into the earth. Children unfortunate enough to survive the quake lay pinned under debris as sewer water slowly rose from the ground and drowned them. Nearly every student perished.

Drenge pauses, letting a grim silence permeate the room.

“Today, crumbled stone walls and weed-filled lots sprawl where gentlemen’s clubs once filled with pipe smoke and hobnobbing lords. The Drownyard—er, that’s what the illmannered call the school these days—lies behind a fence of black iron pikes, constructed by the families of the dead to discourage morbid trespassers. “Even respected archaeological groups have been denied official access. Our own Society has itched to explore the site ever since the quake—that is, ever since we discovered that the school fell through the roof of a lost necropolis. Unfortunately, the emotional trauma attached to the school has remained fresh. But finally, after ten years of mourning, the politically-connected families of dead students have sanctioned our delve request.” With a toothy smile and a clap, Drenge says, “I’m pleased to announce that I’ve selected your team for the delve. I want you to find a way into the necropolis, document your findings with professional detail, and recover artifacts of historical significance. The Society is interested in one artifact in particular—a two-finger ring topped with a ruby salamander.”

He stands up and pulls an iron key from his waistcoat.

“I leave you with the key to the Drownyard gate. Remember, the Drownyard is a deeply personal site for many powerful Inner Sea families. You will tread upon the graves of their children. Be sure to give the site the respect it deserves. Any questions?”

"so we expect undeath? Pharasma has gift me to sense the presence of any undeath or haunt auround me."

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"I also happy that we had waited for autorisation. Pharasma hates that we disturb the dead. Who are those familys?"

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As if answering Mark's question, someone knocks on the door. It is a lackey dressed in the finest Chelaxian silks, handing a letter to Venture Captain Drenge before leaving without a word.

See handout #1

Turning to Jobin. "If there are undead I am glad you are with me. Cayden Cailean has not yet blessed me with the ability to destroy undead with holy power."

Next turning to Lilia. "I have a feeling we have meet before but can not put a place or time to it?" Shaking his head and giving her a broad smile. "Following in the Drunken God's footsteps often bring lapses of memory." He ends with a loud boisterous laugh.

You can all roll a knowledge(local) check to see if you know anything about the drownyard. Also, feel free to introduce yourselves!

A thin, wispy, pale woman with complex blue swirls on her skin walks into the room with a brief breeze on a day when there is almost no wind. She softly says "My name is Radayah." then stays quiet and listens to the VC.
Knowledge(local: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14

Jobin looks at his black and silver outfit, used by the fights he had against the strange monsters he saw back to his native Ustalav.

perhaps, Jobin thinks, it is time that I change for a more colorful clothes, I have see some of my collegue... No. I will just buy an another.

Before we go to this event, i would like to buy a new outfit.

Jobin before we go the the supper will go to the great Bazaar to buy a courtier outfit. Sadly, All they have related to pharasma is from the new wave. Purple, Blue, silver, but no black. With regret, he will still buy it with the gem required.

courtier outfit add in inventory

When Hyglak stops talking and laughs boisterously, he suddenly finds himself looking at himself.

"I also feel like we've met before," the second Hyglak says to Hyglak. "Maybe it was in the mirror?"

The second Hyglak laughs just as boisterous as Hyglak did a moment ago. His face then shifts to that of Lilia. "I have a talent that lets me mimic the physical features of anyone I've encountered. I can't recall encountering you before we met in this room, but I also sense something familiar about you... Though I can't quite put my finger on it..."

Lilia shrugs. "No matter. Let's just focus on our job."

Note: Unless I mention otherwise, Lilia's always disguised as "human Lilia."

Hyglak's eyes go wide as Lilia face turns from her face to his then back again. "Well that is GREAT!! Two of me is always better for the party then one." Winking at Lilia.

The young warpriest enters his sling on his side and a shortsword on the other. Rowdrosh blesses me as well with his gifts. he simply states.

E'li, would you be so kind as to fill in this initiative tracker found at Maps and Handouts at the top of the screen? Thank you!

Jobin looks shiny in his new outfit, Hyglak and Lilia have a little flirt and the young warpriest that just walked into the room inspects his new team.

Venture captain Dreng quietly observes the young pathfinders before sitting down with a heavy sigh.

Well off you go, you lot. Better make sure you leave a good impression!

"Ok, If I am going to a party with two pretty ladies." Winking at Lilia and Radayah. "Then I better run a comb thru my hair."
Hyglak is always dressed nice but sometimes lets his hair run wild. He will draw it back to ponytail, take a swig from his flask and straighten his beard. "Now I am ready. Shall we ladies and gentlemen!" giving a slight bow, with a big smile and gesturing to the door with his arm

I believe we shall. the warpriest states. I believe we shall

Softly, Radayah says "I know that the Drownyards is a mock-name and highly politically incorrect in Chelish noble etiquette. I guess Chelix noble's kids weren't very popular back then..."

"Let's go and do what we're supposed to do," Lilia says as she heads over to the door.

"I'll worry about an outfit for the dinner later. It'll just get dirty in the Drownyard."

The warpriest will nod at the rouge's suggestion.

"...hum the letter said that we need to go to the dinner before we enter the ruin. She lost a daughter in there and she's a noble. We risk to create an new enemy for the society if we go without her approbation. The ruins will stil be there twomorrow."

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Looking to the letter again, jobin says"Oh. It seem it is twomorrow night. Lot of time to explore. Time to wear my old clothes! Shall we go?"

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The warpriest will attempt to strike up a theological conversation with the cleric of Pharasma.

So what's first? Drownyard or dinner party?

Hyglak can not wait to go to the party but since we have a day at least until then I would say we go to the Drownyard and look around.

Radayah thinks the same as Hyglak.

To the Downyeaerd

Beldrin’s Bluff is a rotting ghost town at the edge of a hungry sea. Throughout the derelict landscape, seagulls perched on splintered timbers reflect your passage in their glassy black eyes. Overhead, dark clouds move ashore with the promise of a storm.

As you move closer...

A fence of black iron pikes surrounds a block-wide yard. Dead tree branches reach out from the fence like the arms of emaciated prisoners desperate to escape. A man is on the inside, cutting the trees down. Some of the dismembered branches remain, stuck in place by knotty elbows swollen around the iron. The man wears a dirty black overcoat and his top-hat looks as if it has been worn for many years. He silently watches you approach from the other side of the fence. His thinning hair is matted and sweaty, barely hiding his wicked stare. Beyond him, partially collapsed buildings and three whitewashed towers lean in a lake-filled yard.

Jobin turn to the man and says with a big smile. " good day! I am jobin, priest of pharasma, goddess of fate and the circle of life. You are?"

it feel like home.

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The man silently observes you.

my eerie sense don't work?

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feel really like home. So let's act like home.

"We are here to investigate inside the ruin, we have permission of those who lost a relative to search inside. If you here to stop or warning us, tell us why. If you here to help us, say it. If you are for any other reason stand aside. I will consider a silence like the last option and we will pass beside you. "

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Take 10 diplo 20.

Lilia frowns when the man stays quiet. She looks at Jobin, then back at the man.

I hope he gets us in. I don't want to climb over those pikes...

As the group comes up to the Drowned Yard. "Well this is gloomy. Lets complete our mission and get back home in time of dinner." He rubs his holy symbol. "Cayden Cailean protect us." He whispers.

Rowdrosh, shepherd us. intones the warpriest.

"You know Eli, I was wondering. Why the patreon of sheepard would need a fighter or someone in the pathfinder society?

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Sometimes sheep are not the only beings that need a shepherd replies the warpriest.

Your Eerie Sense doesnt go off.

The front door, a heavy cast iron gate, seems locked. The man does not answer and keeps staring at Jobin.

The warpriest will get a regular bullet out and put it in his sling just to be on the ready.

As the man sees E'li load his sling, he turns his gaze to the young warpriest, raising one eyebrow in a frown.

Jobin turn to lilia and pointing the lock.

"lilia? "

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"hyglak, can you detect magic?"

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That guy doesn't talk. It almost if... Maybe.

Take a piece of paper and a pen and write "are you deaf or mute?

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Lilia gives Jobin an apologetic look. "I broke my lock-picking tools a while ago, and I now realize I forgot to buy a new set..."

I forgot to purchase Thieves' Tools. If the man's not going to respond, I'll quickly head to a store to buy a set for 30 gp.

The man switches to Jobin again, his face unreadable and emotionless.

Radayah casts detect magic to see if the guy is an illusion.

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Hi Carla - I was trying to look at the map and handout but I need you permission. Pretty Please with a cherry on top, can I look at the maps!?

Thanks

It was still set to private, it should be good now. You can all dot in the gameplay thread if you want.

If everyone would be so kind as to fill in their name and initiative modifier here, we'll be ready in no-time!

If everyone would be so kind as to fill in their name and initiative modifier here, we'll be ready in no-time!

Done! Looking forward to starting the game! :)

I can't figure out how to add my Icon to the Handouts page. Can anyone help me.

What I do is i save the icon to my desktop, then drag it into the browser window.

You can just right-click your icon, copy the image, and paste it on the handouts page.

I keep getting "Error Rendering Shape" maybe you guys can try it. I tried but the shape is just blank.

I keep getting "Error Rendering Shape" maybe you guys can try it. I tried but the shape is just blank.

Done!

Thanks Lilia!! I owe you an ale!

Cheers guys!

Should I check in?

You just did! ;)

Ok. Gm I need to buy sling bullets.

No problem, you are in Absalom so it is readily available.

Shame Lilia doesn't have her Sleeves of Many Garments yet. I would've liked to use those at the dinner party, in combination with Realistic Likeness! :P

Ok. I will buy like 20 or so, maybe 30.

I bought 20 sharp stone bullets and 30 regular bullets

That was very stupid of me. i am the healer dammit!

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Till level 3 the damage I deal will be a bit... meh... but as long as I flank Sneak Attack will make up for it.

Well... that is, if I hit...

Yeap maybe go in the the water and open the hatch should be a good idea. For those who can't touch

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Lilia's strength is quite saddening, which is why I decided to attack. Maybe Hyglak can open the hatch on his next turn. If he fails I'll try it, despite my strength.

Pharasma have merci. Lila if the dice is lucky. you die. (fkdjfalkjflka. I should come closer.

can I restart my action?... i need to do something. like a channel.

our maybe our other cleric could heal her?

@Gayel: You can only take one move action, but then Lilia will not be in channel range so I'm not sure if you really want to do that.

That a great type of ammunition. Jobin would have at least enchant one if he knew that exist.

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I like what they did with some of the sling ammunition. I am really liking his being a slinger. I will use it next round just to be safe.

It for the best .
Magic stone is still a useful spell with his long duration. Who know? Maybe we will be against a lich.

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This encounter is brutal.

Nah. We just don't have a heavy hitter.

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Lilia - looks like me and you are going to be making new characters. That bugbear zombie hits hard.

Don't forget there's no real time limit here! There's still a dinner invitation for tonight, and no-one is in any rush to explore a necropolis... except for maybe Marlinchen.

I thought he dinner was tomorrow night?

Yes... The note said it.

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We should definitely use the party's remaining healing spells after this combat and call it a day :S

If we make it.

I forgot to add in that it was a MW sling.

Tomorrow, yes, sorry.

Great!

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The next day, do you want to go back here or go to the party first?

Party! Party!

Party! Party!

Seconded!

Party it is!!

Hyglak will buy the below items.

Cold Iron Sickle = 12 gp
Silvered Light Mace = 25 gp
Scroll of Cure Light Wounds x2 = 50 gp
Potion of Cure Light Wounds x2 = 100 gp
Masterwork Chainshirt = 250 gp
Holywater x4 = 100 gp
Fills his flask with Liquor = .5 gp

Sells his Studded Leather = 12.5 gp

Total Gold Spent = 525

So do you want to paid back the holy water i gave you?

Also, do you think that Darris has trolled us the entire time and he wait us at the party?

I will buy 1 more Holywater to give back to Jobin.

Holywater = 25 gp

Sounds legit! Now let's see, where was I...