[PFS/DMK] 2-13 Murder on the throaty mermaid (Inactive)

Game Master Kludde

THere's two further crew members on the decks: a male navigator on the aft deck, and a female lookout, fiddling with a blade, on the fo'c's'le.

starting to turn red as she realizes that she may have just walked into a scene from a poorly written romance novel Liara tries to salvage the situation "why do you look uncomfortable my dear captain" she says finding a seat giving the woman a stair must be the one

"hello my name is Liara Vasjh in service to Asmodeus it is a pleasure to meet you" she says offering her hand.

sense motive: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

I guess a Sense on the cook couldn't possibly hurt...
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 + 1 = 4
About what I thought, he doesn't like me =P

What do we have here? Azuretta, likewise. And who it is this big, Strong friend of yours? (Assuming Darvik came along) She speaks in a serpentine voice, emphasising certain words as if to suggest additional meaning.

The Ruby Prince just wants you to know that you aren't alone, Thanzaril, in wanting to see the secrets of the past opened up to us modern folk.". He passes over the gift to the elf.

I missed the answer to a question earlier: the figurehead is located at the forward bow, just below the fo'c's'le

They all did it! Wait, no, not an Agatha Christie novel...

I used to read those. A gift from my aunt when I was younger when she discovered I liked mysteries. She found about 40 of them at a garage sale. I liked the little grey cells more than Marple, but my favorite was probably And Then There Were None.

Darvik still tries to calm himself down. He's never been the best at dealing with people, at least not in a way that would be considered prudent.

Wow, thirty posts! If I can do anything by the time I catch up, I will.

Azuretta? I can see the resemblance to a certain somebody she thinks wondering what the bard may be doing. "this is my companion Darvik" she says nudging the man towards her with a wink.

Darvik eventually finds Liara just as she stops to talk with the woman. The half-elf woman. Darvik Willowbrook. Sorry to meet under these circumstances. He watches as Liara begins to talk to the others on board, letting her take the lead in questioning. By the look on the man's face you can tell he is still upset over the murder of the man he was to help escort.

Darvik gives Liara a glance as if to say, This is the one, right?

giving Darvik a shrug I hope he is persuasive Liara thinks as she strolls over to the captain "I believe who ever did this act may have had a key can you tell me who has a key currently in their possession" she says trying to take his attention away from his log book.

The captain is very pre-occupied with writing notes. Annoyed, but otherwise calm, he looks up you again? Haven't you brought enough trouble to this ship? The cabin Sephriel was in was the first mate's. He has a key, of course. He then turns to his logbook again, intent on ignoring Liara.

Wanting no part in in her companions debauchery Liara gives the captain a final stair before leaving "may the first god watch over you my Captain" she says as she leaves the cabin giving Darvik a look as if to say don't take too long leaving to watch the unfolding scuffle between Loenor and the ships cook with a sigh Liara walks over to try to stop the two from going at it.

SM on captain: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

"hello you must be the ships cook I must say your last meal was quiet divine. I was told that the I should pick up cooking but I was never really good at it .. could you teach me your secrets . she says as she gets on her knees to be at eye level with the creature

diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13
ouch well I tried

So what's an elf like you doing on a boat like this? Darvik asks the half-elven woman quite awkwardly. Could we talk somewhere in private?

Liara does not get the idea the captain is really hiding anything. His preoccupation with his journal is probably due to some distress about the murder on board.

Moving to Shira, she barely gets a more civil response than Loenor. Still, her friendly demeanour - however gratingly insincere - seems to make Shira slightly, ever so slightly, more helpful. Divine, humbug. You enjoy rat, then, lassie? Watcha want from me?

Oh-oh, you naughty boy. You know what I do on this ship. Do you just want to talk, hmm? She says as she moves through the door of the cabin, onto the deck.

Both Darvik and Liara can make a DC 16 Perception check after their encounter with Azuretta

trying not to gag and turning to her elf friend and whispering "what is the reason that you are talking to this creature for?

"rat I would have never guessed that you could make such a creature taste like the glorious food that is served at the head temple in Cheliax I must say I would love to tour your inventory so I could recommend some of the ingredients that you are using to our servants Imagine what they could do with your.. resourcefulness. " she says to the squat dwarf.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26 for azuretta

You deaf, lassie? What.. cha.. WANT.. from.. me? the dwarf asks, baring a grin of silver teeth. She seems awfully irritable.

Perception: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (2) + 0 = 2 Yeah, I might see water if I look over the side.

Eolowyn moves out, towards the deck. She hopes the aquatic elf is still unconscious and on deck. There she will try to lug the elf downstairs to their cabin.

Azura accompanies Eolowyn in moving their captive to a more secure location. Stopping to speak to the navigator, "Ulamon, can you tell us if there is a brig? We need to secure this captive before we bring her around for questioning. Would you assist us? Of any of this crew, I would most like to have you by my side. There is most definitely a murderer among us!" The wind kicked up at her words and she hugged herself as if feeling chilled, and stepped toward him, sheltering against the wind in his shadow. As the gust passed, she stepped back, smiling endearingly, hoping to gain his favor.

Assuming he comes along, we'll move the captive to the most secure location and double check her bonds. Azura will revive her with her wand and question her with Eolowyn and any of the group that comes along.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

As their captive regains consciousness, Azura wrenches her up painfully by her hair, tracing her jawline with the tip of her silver dagger. Through gritted teeth she speaks close to her ear.
"Sleep well, darling? You will not have the privilege of a quick death and a burial at sea. You will answer our questions or I will slice you away, inch by inch, starting with the prettiest parts first. Now tell us who in this crew you were working with!"
Intimidate Aquatic Elf: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25

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feeling her stomach turn at the ideal of eating vermin Liara politely dismisses herself before hurling it out to sea I miss home she thinks as she leans on the side of the railings I hope my companion is having more fun than me.. maybe I should check on him she thinks as a mischievous look works its way across her face.

Ulamon is the big, sturdy feller manning the steering wheel on the aft deck. He is a direct talker, but has an air of mystery - some voodoo from a different country - around him. If Azura didn't know any better, he could be the cause of the wind that blew through Azura's hair.

Ain't a prison ship, m'lady, don' have a brig here. But you can leave 'im here, and I'll keep an eye on 'im. I'm here all day.

The elf is visibly disturbed at the sight of a knife at his throat.

Mitte nuga! Mitte minu nägu! Ma olen liiga ilus et surra!

I hope I caught everyone's actions, but with the PC's scattered all over the pace interacting with different NPC's it's inevitable I miss something. Still, I think this works rather well for a PbP (this would be pure chaos in a RL game, though)

I'm actually quite surprised at the lack of 'where were you at the time of murder' type questions.

Feeling left out of the fun liara heads over to see what her companion and his new found friend are up to.

we have three days right?

DM

Work has been a pain, so was letting others drive.

After the failed conversation with the cook, Loenor headed back up to the deck to think.

No one came up on deck after the murder except for us. Either they went down to the bilge to hide or they're hiding in plain sight...

As he ruminates, he hears a very familiar language coming from the aft deck. Heading over and seeing the elf pleading, he slips into a more native tongue.

"Mu sõber olen näinud hind otsad Kodu ilusam kui sina. Te võiksite öelda talle, mida ta tahab. Või ta lõikan uus naeratus, et nägu."

The elf looks defiantly at Loenor and says:
Te töötate need madala vereproove? Häbi teile! Kõik madal vereproove, tuleks keelustada moodustavad torn. Sellepärast tulime peatus Sephriel ja tema mõjuna - reetur!

DM

Liara stumbles into Azuretta's conversation "I am afraid I do not know exactly what it is you do" she says naively following Azuretta where ever she goes sharing the information with him she learned along the way.

"Need 'madal vereproove' lihtsalt panna sind ilma pingutuseta. Nüüd vastus küsimusele, või siis liituda meie vennad sügavamal ja lisan oma oda minu trofee ruumi."

Also, GM, I think the only way this could be more streamlined is if there were a different gameplay thread for each group of players. But that's not very feasible with the forum set up here at Paizo. So you're doing the best you can with what they give you! =)
And I think we'll get to the interrogations after this elf is dealt with. I just get a feeling if we wait to question him, he'll show up just as dead as our charge.

Can we assume Loenor is translating? =D

Left to relying on her fellow Pathfinder to take over the interview, Azura decided to keep up her intimidation tactic, now caressing the elf's pointy ear with the tip of her dagger's blade as she made casual conversation with Ulamon.
"Have you ever been to Kaer Maga, Ulamon? I've heard there is a surgeon there who makes his living off of altering the ears of half-elves to look more human. He makes a great deal of gold, they say. Seems like a fairly simple procedure. Maybe I should take advantage of this opportunity and practice a new skill, eh?" She laid the edge of the blade over the very tip of the elf's ear, applying pressure enough to shave away the tiniest slip of flesh.

Satisfied that she had done what she could to aid the interrogation, she again turned her attention to Ulamon, still holding the captive by his hair. Looking for signs of deception from them both.
"Ulamon, did you see or hear anything suspicious going on just before or around the time these would-be assassins attacked. Even the smallest detail might be important. Can you tell me what you witnessed? Who would you suspect might be involved in the attack on Sephriel?"

Sense Motive on Elf: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
Sense Motive on Ulamon: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20

Loenor gives a quick recap of the dealings so far. "He's really not too keen on you, being non-elven I suppose. Still tight-lipped. See if you can loosen his tongue any."

DM

Ei! Ei! Ma ei tea midagi, mõni meeskonnaliige. Me lihtsalt siia saadetud lihtsate Tellimusi tappa aukandja. Veenduge, ta ei jää ellu. Tal on palju vaenlasi, ka üks madala vereproove, kuid meil ei ole nendega koostööd tegema.

Azura sees the signs of a panicked man fearing for his life.

Oh, you haven't seen much of the world, have you? Azuretta responds to Liara. Rest and relaxation, mostly.

She's the ship's harlot

Ain' seen a lot, las' night. I was' just finished setting the course for the next day - captain's orders - then wen' down to me bunk. Did hear someone get up when the ruckus started, just after that big elf ran by.

As Azura hears the man speak, she feels there's something about the way he pronounced 'captain'.

Inspecting the front bow, Hagrym sees a Taldan woman standing on the fore deck, looking out over the water and playing with a black knife.

Hagrym approaches the lady. "Whatcha doing over here all by your lonesome, lassie? I'm Hagrym. I'm trying to figure out what in the world happened below decks to keep me and my fellows out of the gallows."

While playing with the knife, she misjudges the balance and drops it somewhat clumsily.

Understandably she responds to Hagrym's desire not to be hanging from the leafless tree I'm on the lookout here. Actually, Keeneye is. pointing to a bird perched in the crow's nest. About last night., she continues I was pukingly ill. I swear to Desna, that cook is trying to kill us. After supper, I felt extremely nauseous - went to my bunk immediately and went out like a candle.

Bloody elves. Between you and me, those pointy-eared freaks are trouble wherever they go. Can't even keep peace among themselves: pointy-eared bastards coming to kill pointy eared bastards. Good riddance, I say

turning red at the half elf's words " This is actually my first time out of Cheliax" she says giving the woman a embarrassed look. " If it is not too much to ask ... can you give me some advice regarding your.. talents? she says turning a little more red after every word she says.

Figures, both of my faction missions are with people who despise and detest elves, hahaha.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15
Loenor gauges the honestly of the elf's words.

"Kas need vaenlased ka need, kes ütles, et ta oleks siin, sellel laeval?"

See ei ole suur saladus - me teadsime, et ta tuleb, et jooned, ja meil on hea informaatorite. Ma ei olnud teadlik vandenõu sellel laeval, kuigi. Ei oleks vaevunud kui teaksime tegu oli juba tehtud.

The elf is trembling, frightened to death. There is little dishonesty that Loenor can discern.

Advice? Azuretta looks quite surprised, then looks at Liara closely. Hmm. Well, I keep the professional secrets to myself, but there's some less carnal talents I picked up in the past. What do you want to know?

If Azuretta and Liara start practicing, I'll be in my bunk.

With a frustrated look of resignation. Loenor stands up. "He doesn't know anything so far as I can tell. Still, we should keep him locked up. Or keelhaul him. Either way." He looks at the elf at the latter suggestion.

He may not speak it, but I'm pretty sure he'll understand basic Taldane.

"Regardless, it would appear there is a murderer on board. And Ulamon, you said you were setting the course? And by 'big elf', I assume you mean me."