PFS Gameday 5: Amazing Red's Twisted Circle (Inactive)

Game Master Daxter

"The people of Mercy are a private sort and don’t we want outsiders meddling in our ceremonies. That's all.”

Rumble listens to the sheriff as the others continue their conversation.

Sense motive 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12

sense motive: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

"Thank-you Sheriff. Are we likely to have time to look at her house before the curfew? To be honest, the thought of a nice bed to rest in after travelling through the edges of the waste is a pretty attractive one. You folk here in Mercy are so nice and kind."

"A little time, though I wouldn't doddle. We try our best."

Belinda follows the sheriff's directions through Mercy to the house of the missing pathfinder.

"Sounds like we might just have time to look before we get a nights rest. I know I'm looking forward to hitting the sack. I wonder if they have baths ?"

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

Eleoheim nods, "And where would the guesthouse be? And how long do we have before the curfew begins?"

Jaxal raises an eyebrow at the description of the ceremonies and curfews, and is sure something odd must be going on. But if they can avoid conflict, so much the better.

"Yes, let's get settled in."

"Right this way."
Once you have finished asking the sheriff questions, he escorts you to the guesthouse, a large building at the edge of town that the people of Mercy leave open for visitors. No one else is currently visiting Mercy, so you have the building to yourselves. Before he leaves, the sheriff points out a large box near the guesthouse’s front door with an orange flag in it, and explains that it is your message box. He assures you that the townsfolk always provide for their visitors, and that they will deliver food to the box three times a day. Additionally, he tells you that if you need anything outside of curfew, you should place the orange flag on the box to signal him or someone else to come over.

"Thank you. That is very kind, most hospitable."

She looks outside "Are there street lights at night? How will anyone see the flag? Not that I expect we'll need any overnight help. Do we have time to visit the other house, or is it too close to curfew now?"

"If you make it quick you can visit the other house. We have torches at night so we can see."

With a stretch Belinda looks at the others.

"Shall we go now, or are you all tired from the road, and would prefer to wait for tomorrow?"

Turning to Eleoheim, Thrracius whispers back in Elven,, obviously unsure of himself.

sense motive: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16

Thracius smiles and thanks the Sheriff as they make their way to the Guesthouse to settle in, bemused by the strange nature of the inhabitants of this backwards place.

"I think perhaps we should familiarise ourselves with her house tonight"

Rumble nods. "Best to go see house now, Rumble think."

The party easily finds Amenira's home. This well-kept wooden building, painted in festive shades of orange, is the only painted structure in Mercy. A pair of cashew trees flanks its front entrance.

The interior is a mess of workbenches, tools, toys, and dolls in varying stages of completion.

A search of the toy maker’s bedroom reveals her spellbook and her journal. She has not written in the journal in some time.

Thracius follows the group through the darkening streets of Mercy and enters the orange home with unease, feeling like they were snooping but knowing it was better for the cause to find out where their fellow Pathfinder had gone.

K. engineering: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (18) + 11 = 29
Linguistics: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19

[b]"Ahh, it would appear she left in some hurry, but mostly combat gear, I guess she expected to be back in time if she were to leave her Spellbook."[/ooc]

Thracius will read her journal and explain to the others the rules of Mercy. Check the Linguistics spoiler

Belinda takes her time looking around Takes ten for 18 perception

"Look at this diary! And all the rules she figured out."

Belinda checks out everyone to make sure nobody is wearing blue!
"I wonder where she was going in a hurry?"

"We are going to have to watch our steps, here. And each other's backs..."

Eleoheim chimes in. "Perhaps one or more of us can talk to the villagers and see if they know more about her, or where she might have gone. I would make a poor choice in this, as most humans tend to not understand me for some reason. By the way, since they don't know we are Pathfinders, what do we tell them? That we were hired to track her down? That would have the benefit of not being a lie."

Alright. So what's next? You can go rest in the guesthouse or keep exploring Mercy though it will be curfew very soon.

How very soon?

I'll say that it took you about a half hour to search the place so a half hour left.

Jaxal tells the others that he wants to look around a bit, and looks to see what shoppes may be open this close to curfew. He is looking for anything strangely missing from a normal town this size.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

Rumble suggests that might be a good exercise on the way back to the guesthouse. "Not want to get kicked out of town in first night, group should follow the curfew. Tonight."

Eleoheim will accompany Jaxal and make sure they are all back by curfew.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

While walking around he converses quietly with the other elf in their mothertongue.

The party gets back to the guesthouse by curfew. As the sheriff promised, the villagers deliver baskets of food to the message box at sunset—fresh raw vegetables, berries, onion bread, cashew milk, and cashews, as well as jugs filed with fresh, clear water.

The night passes uneventfully and it is now morning. Tell me what you would like to do.

"Well, I didn't sleep that well last night. But morning has come, and now we must investigate! Shall we ask around a bit first? See if anyone knew her and knows anything?"

Diplomacy (gather info): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

Thracius is troubled by the strange 'rules' penned by their mising comrade and makes their way back to the guesthouse pondering the thoughts, come morning he greets the rest of his group at breakfast with a shy wave.

"We erm could try to find out which God they worship? The altar in the mountains still worries me, I don't think it was just Gnolls up there."

"Can explore whole town today. Plenty of time now. Maybe go to their church and explore find out what keeps Mercy healthy."

So to the church?

Works for me!

One place is as good as any, let's go!

The temple is the largest building in Mercy. Wooden pews line the east and west side of the building, with a garden on the south. An enormous, twisted tree takes up the north side of the building. A pleasant walkway snakes around the tree up to the temple opening, which has no door. Animals made of twisted twigs adorn the branches, and vanilla orchids flourish in the shade. You are greeted by the high priestess Zuri though are a few other priests about as well. "How may I help you outsiders?"

Eleoheim stands back to let the others do the talking, being not much versed in the ways of humankind. He does admire the twisting tree, as it reminds him of the towers of his homeland.

Thracius follows to the church, staring at the odd tree and adorning features with some interest, wishing he knew more of Religion beyond the lands of Kyonin so he could discern their significance. Unsure at the priestesses somewhat cold greeting, the shy wizard also keeps quiet.

"Just want to pay respects. Heard good things about temple in Mercy. Hear has strong healing. And protection. Come to pay respects as travelers.". Rumble starts things off hoping the priest might have some loose lips.

"Ah, you wish to hear about the greatness of Robori the God of Trees? Would you like a blessing?"

"Blessing would be nice. How RumbleRock get blessing?"

"With a prayer of course. Wood of the tree speaks a whisper to thee. The sun rises soon. To you, a boon. Such is the will of Robori."

"So Robari am good tree god? How long Robari protect Mercy? Bad things in this part of world...Robari protect against that too?"

Belinda is on vacation. I could use the rest of you helping with finding out relevant info here.

"Yes, he protects Mercy from all that would harm our village."

"Thank you for blessing. Am Robari in town or is Robari above watching over town from sky?"

"He grows at the center of the village and protects the town with his blessed Circle of Life."

"Does this tree cause any other effects, other than protection, I mean? I am curious as to how it stayed so quiet last night, for instance."

"No of course not. It is there to protect us."

Thracius listens to the priests explanation, finding it oddly rebuffing, it isn't often that you meet a preacher unwilling to envelop more into the fold of their flock after all. After taking some time to get the courage to ask a wuestion, Thracius eventually stammers.

"Err... Well... Are we able to witness the teachings of Robari? I myself have not heard of the God, but I come from an enclosed place."

"Am we able to visit Robari tree to get blessings up close?"

"I have heard of powerful treants but never a tree god. Very interesting."

"Of course you can and we welcome you to it. Robori will bless all those that revere him."

Rumble couldn't think of anything else to ask. "Want to see Tree God," he asks the others.

Thracius nods politely to rumbles suggestion, somewhat anxious regarding unknown magic, but hoping the priestess may walk away so that he can try to identify any magic in the area.

"Please...yes let us see Robari"

I need the following.

PFS#:
Dayob if applicable:
Email: You can pm it to me if you want.
ETC: Anything special I should know.

Hey everyone. Thanks for the selection, DM. Can't wait to play! This is Gerald.

Are we going low tier for this one? I think most of the submissions were low, so I'm going to post under my monk's alias. If we go high, I'll sub in a character.

Gerald
RumbleRock
12445-13
Grand Lodge
No day job.

I will pm you my email address directly, DM.

Heyy guys! Cheers Amazing Red! I will be playing Thracius, elven Wizard. He has to be leveled to two on here but won't take long!

Thracius
Sethran
34762-9
Grand Lodge
No Day Job

Player: PJP
Character: Jaxal
NG Male Elf Empiricist (Investigator) 1 / Inspired Blade (Swashbuckler) 1
Faction Dark Archive

PFS#: #150786-8
DayJob if applicable: Craft (alchemy): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23
Email: will PM
ETC: Init +3 ; Perception +6/+7, Sense Motive +4

PFS#: 2840-7
Dayjob: None
I think you have my email ...

PFS Character: 100387-13
Faction: Scarab Sages
Day job - farmer: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22
email: viggers_b@hotmail.com

Sorry for the delay.

Although if you wanted to keep it to four, then I can step back out again.

BTW I'm off on holiday for a week starting this weekend, so my posting will decrease and possibly stop. Feel free to NPC me.

I've had a high fever since last night. Will let you know here when I have passed into being healthy again. Please GMPC me until then.

EDIT: I posted my full character sheet.

Finally kicked the fever today, whew! Will resume posting tomorrow.

What's the plan guys?

This is the final encounter so go ahead and roll a d20 for a boon. If you get a 16 or a 20 you can roll a d6 to determine which one you get.

1d20 ⇒ 13

boon luck: 1d20 ⇒ 1

They just had to change it from a "1" this time didn't they :-)

Sorry! Really hectic weekend!

Boon: 1d20 ⇒ 17

Boon 1d20 ⇒ 11

Boon: 1d20 ⇒ 19

Yah, where does 16 come from?

It is the numbers decided by the Organisers this year.

Boon: 1d20 ⇒ 17

Alright, it's been reported and I'm done with chronicles. I will send them out in a little bit.

So what is the real story behind that seedling? Is it hte offspring of Robori? Why were the children spouting woody growths? What really happened to get Nisa into the doll? Why were the carpenters and smiths at each other (if indeed they really were) Who was poisioning the tree?

I feel that we left most of the threads unsolved in this one.

Hmm I thought that too, but all those threads seem a bit much for a single scenario, I think I'll have to pick it up and run it at some point to see the writers mad plan.

Cheers as always Red!

The Seedling was protecting the town. helping the plants grow, and as a side effect causing the children to develop plant growths. Robori was made up to explain these things. If anyone had broken curfew you would have found out that their nightly ritual involves sacred oils that were poisoning the tree. Amenira cast Enter Image before she was killed thus becoming Nira. You were given a scroll of speak with plants to learn more, in fact you could have used it to talk to the seedling.

Thanks for running the scenario for us, DM! Much appreciated....had a great time!

Yes, thank you, Peter!

Any word on the chronciles? I don't think I have seen mine yet :-(

I got mine

In PM?

Email ^^