Shohiraj gets closer to the jacket, kneels down and closes her shoes. While doing so she attempts to get the keys.
"Ah yes I can see how this would complicate things. Very well I shall deliver the letter and convince him it is urgent." Rataji ponders and considers his next instruction. "Joliryn and Marnarius if Shohiraj returns with requests for assistance please lend your skills to her. Otherwise you are free to do as you see fit to prepare as long as it does not compromise our group. I shall see you all at the randevu in one hours time. Do not be late for the speech."
With that Rataji leaves with Zurnzal. When approaching the target Rataji is clearly in a hurry and feigns to be out of breath.
"Sir you must come quickly, the Venture-Captian ________ has need of your skills post haste." Rataji hands him the forged letter requesting they meet shortly in a secluded place nearby.
Zurnzal crouches in some bushes, waiting for Rataji to bring him his prey.
Once the half orc is near, Zurnzal charges and strikes him in the back of the skull.
A message from Venture Captain Smine? I didn't even know he was here! Meet him in the bushes near the Wall of Names. I better hurry.
In the bushes, the half-orc only meets another half-orc, who strikes a clumsy blow as the first pathfinder look in alarm.
The half-orc takes a step back and casts a spell.
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Ambitious
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Skaarr
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With a quick gesture, the Professional manages to shake the keys from the jacket, and pockets them, while Janira - none-the-wiser - finishes her story with a race through the pillars.
Zurnzal lunges at the orc and attacks him.
Rataji will be watching nearby. If the half-orc comes out running or it looks like Zurnzal failed I will try to charm person if I can do so without attracting too much attention.
Marnarius waits for Shohiraj to return, keeping himself busy with cutting a slab of meat in tiny cubes, throwing them in the air and catching them in his mouth.
When the three of them are together, he proposes a plan. "We've seen little of the northern part of the grounds to far. How about we make a tour to see what's there. Maybe there's another exit that we have to use if things go wrong. And whatever interesting thing we might spot, with the three of us we should be able to take advantage of it. You in?"
Zurnzal whacks the half-orc on the head, but fails to knock him out properly.
He takes a step back, and weaves a spell targeting Zurnzal.
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Zurnzal
Leader
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Skaarr (8)
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322 will help Marnarius with his investigation. So many people to watch, observe, experience,
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Zurnzal freezes, crying on the inside and cursing the fates who have brought him so low.
[dice=Will save]1d20+5
Zurnzal freezes, crying on the inside and cursing the fates who have brought him so low.
Moving to assist Rataji Casts Hideous Laughter on Skaarr (DC 18 save to negate)
Shohiraj, still clapping her hands, says to Janira "Nice story, I wish I could go there one day to see the pillars."
Does The Professional see that there is trouble?
Seeing the half-orc held, Rataji concludes this is a hold person spell at work. His own hex seems to have little effect, but fortunately he spots Marnarius passing by, who was just scouting out the grounds.
The Experiment suddenly has a vision of the half-orc being in trouble, and now clearly sees him from across the field, even though nearby bushes conceal him.
The cleric casts a spell, and then tries to get away!
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Zurnzal
Leader
Experiment
Vengeful
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Skaarr (8)
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Not knowing what the others are dealing with Shohiraj slowly returns to the meeting point.
Rataji attemps to decipher the spell.
Then checks to make sure there isn't any witnesses.
If the coast is clear he moves to the man and uses his Dazing Touch
322 is enjoying the festival. So many people happy, enjoying the spectacle and wondering if she can
fend off the darkness for another day. Sadly she cannot, as it crawls off and points to the bushes, forming the image of the Ambitious.
"Oh! He needs help."
Wrapping the cloak around her, she heads off towards her foe. She speaks in two voices: those of Aklo and Auran.
"Oh. You again."
She bends the darkness around the foe's head and tries to drive him insane.
The half-orc is the target of a true assault on his mind, though he manages to fend of the compulsions by sheer unadulterated stubbornness.
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Ambitious
Leader
Experiment
Vengeful
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Skaarr (8)
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As Marnarius makes his tour of the Lodge grounds, he notices the struggle going on. What are they doing there?
He walks over, trying to act as casual as possible, thinking of a plausible scenario in the meantime. I might be able to poison an arrow, making it seem like the attack came from afar. Would take a while for the poison to do its work, though. Maybe better to just pin him to the ground. He studies the half-orc, always looking for opportunies.
The cleric, being surrounded by three agents now, steps away fro Marnarius and tries to weaken his resolve
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Ambitious
Leader
Experiment
Vengeful
Professional
Artist
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Skaarr (8)
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Realizing he is too well guarded against the horrors of the dark, 322 opens her cloak, which has become immeasurably cold. The half-orc briefly feels an intense coldsnap.
"Freeze! My ally requires you!"
The half-orc shivers as the intense cold washes over him, but shows no sign of giving up.
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Ambitious
Leader
Experiment
Vengeful
Professional
Artist
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Skaarr (19)
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Zurnzal tries to hit the half-orc a couple more times.
Zurnzal finally manages to take out the half-orc, a well-aimed blow to the temple doing the trick. Cut up and bruised, the man lies bleeding on the ground, his skull crushed.
On first sight, nobody seems to have noticed the fight, but it is only a matter of time before someone finds the body. ().
Marnarius suffers flashbacks from his time in the Tapestry and is wracked by bouts of anxiety, but grits his teeth and bears through the spell cast on him.
Zurnzal looks around for a hiding spot to stash the body in.
"That was exciting." 322 almost dances as Zurnzal smashes the Half-orc's head. "Oh, where are we going? Can I help?"
Wrapping the cloak around herself, 322 blends into the shadows as she sneaks along.
The nearby bushes provide a perfect spot to lay a body to rest. If the mayhem will turn out as the Consortium intends, an extra body on the floor will not be suspicious, so long as no pathfinder finds it until then.
Ushers move across the ground, telling everybody to gather on the north lawn, where Marcus Farabellus is about to give his speech. A huge glyph of the open road is suspended in midair, and the master of swords appears: Greetings pathfinders! ...
This is the key moment the infiltrators have been waiting for. Now is the time to sneak in!
A cold chill touches your side, and you feel your pockets becoming heavier. When you inspect them, you see a small lantern has been deposited. By someone...
Finding a place to go unnoticed Rataji casts Disguise Self to aid his infiltration.
Marnarius tries his best to blend into the crowd, keeping to the rear of the big group and keeping his eyes hidden behind his wide-brimmed hat. See them milling about, all cheerful and excited. Like they don't have a care in the world. They really don't know what kind of damage they've done. They don't want to know. But they'll learn soon enough...
322 is having quite a fun time doing all of this sneaking around. Hope they know where to lead her...
Zurnzal takes the time to disguise himself as the dead half orc, in order to take his place.
The party enters skyreach unseen, save for the Ambitious, who receives a courteous nod from a 'fellow' pathfinder.
Skyreach is a huge building, with uncounted areas marked as restricted, or off-limits. Ducking into one the many dark alcoves, the party manages to avoid a pathfinder patrol - three adventurers looking a bit sullen and depressed. The group then makes its way into the basement. Winding corridors, uncounted doors and staircases and basement within basement within basement, there seems to be no end to the underbelly of the tower, until finally a corrdior dead-ends into a door, which has a name shield bearing the name 'Antarnicus Vault'.
"Ah this appears to be the right path. Shohiraj can you make sure the hallway and door are clear of any traps? " Rataji asks with a kindly tone and casts detect magic down towards the door.
Marnarius hisses under his breath once they've passed the Pathfinder patrol. "Did you see them? Did you see them? Stupid rookies. I feel insulted that this is the Pathfinder Society that's caused us so much grief. Amateurs!"
As they walk on, Marnarius is silent, nurturing his foul mood. As they reach the vault door, he nods to Shohiraj. "Are you taking point? The place is probably trapped. I suggest we take our time to study things. I'll be your backup."
Assuming all agree, Marnarius slowly approaches the door, keeping his eyes and ears open.
The Pro tries to hide in the shadows.
322 notes the added weight, wondering when she will use it and if it will help her sleep untouched by the darkness. What a joke.
She notices the Antarnicus Vault, 322 looks around for anything suspicious.
Well she tries to, but what could be inside that vault? Her mind races, thinking of the goodies that lay inside.
"Be thorough but quick." Rataji whispers being this far into the belly of Skyreach edging on his nerves.
The Aspis agents have not managed to find any of the traps the Society is so famous for...
Zurnzal looks around, but gods of luck have cursed his endeavors. He shrugs, made incompetent by fate.