Now open for dotting. The game will start on November 1st, 2014.
The Blakros Museum rises into the night sky, its single black spire severing the full moon in twain. The black iron gates surrounding the exhibition hall grind in protest against the wind. Beyond, the museum’s large oaken doors stand wide open, a silver-gray mist belching forth from the cavernous darkness within. You wonder how you ended up here, standing at the precipice of unknown terrors, and instantly Venture- Captain Adril Hestram’s wide looming face is conjured into your minds’ eye. His booming words ring out from memory as clearly as he spoke them only one hour ago:
“The Blakros Museum is cursed. Some darkness has descended upon the place and those who enter are blasted with evil and left raving through its halls, more beast than men. The curator, Nigel Aldain, is an old associate of the Society, though he chose to leave our organization some years back after a disagreement.” Adril looked sheepish then, as if remembering some distasteful incident from his youth.
“Nigel has long denied the Society access to the Blakros Museum’s considerable collection of relics and scrolls, using his extensive contacts to nab several excellent finds right out from under us... he always had a nose for the hunt. Whatever is past between Nigel and the Society, he needs our help now. Perhaps if we can come to his aid, he may think on rejoining the Pathfinder Society, or at least offering to share his discoveries with us.”
“Apparently the trouble at Blakros Museum began this morning, shortly after a wayward Pathfinder named Lugizar Trantos returned to Absalom after months spent in the Mwangi Expanse. Supposedly, instead of coming straight to the Lodge to report in, he went to Blakros, sold his finds to Nigel, and then disappeared with a hefty sum of gold. The few who glimpsed Lugizar claimed he was much changed by his time in the Mwangi... gaunt, his eyes yellowed and unfocused, a strange rasping cough that seemed to wrack his now wasted frame. Whatever he brought back with him, we believe it is the cause of the Blakros Museum’s ills. Root it out.”
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The form of a short man with crowish features points, with his taloned index finger, at the museum as they approach. "Caw! This must be the place, honorable companions. Hmmm, ominous mist pours forth from within. Let us proceed with caution."
Dressed in simple yet exotic-looking orange robes and a bamboo hat, the tengu bears a staff in one hand. He glances about, taking in the breadth and features of the museum... it's as if he could see fairly well, despite the darkness of the night. He is also on the alert, seeking to spot or hear anything unusual or dangerous as the party makes its way into the museum's entrance.
As they enter, he asks, "So. What is our plan, then? I suppose we can locate Nigel Aldain-san and speak with him. I would have liked to track down Lugizar Trantos-san first, but we know not where he went off too. Perhaps we can inquire this of Nigel Aldain-san."
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"Agreed, let us find Nigel at our fastest pace. If he had taken these items, it could have been a trick, and he could be in grave danger. Let me see what, if anything I can determine here before we enter."
Senja waves his hand and whispers a few words
He concentrates on the area, trying to figure out the mist and see what, if anything, else he can see.
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Pointing his taloned index finger upwards in a knowing gesture, "Wise words, Veil-san. It is said that fearlessness is a mark of the enlightened mind. However," he now points to the mist, "it is most unusual for mist to be inside a building. An ominous sign, it is. And so, I think caution is warranted."
The crowman waits patiently for Senja to conclude his study of the mist.
The door to the museum is closed, but unlocked. There isn't a sound emanating from inside; and the area surrounding the building is eerily quiet. There also no evidence of this "mysterious mist" outside of the museum.
And by closed and unlocked I mean open with mist pouring out of it.
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Senja, a little unhappy about not seeing anything magical about the mist, it makes him much more uncomfortable.
"Some wizard I am..." He frowns as he walks into the museum after Evan.
He recoils a bit from the mist, but prepares his bow and knocks an arrow.
"Let us proceed with caution, my friends."
1. Entrance and Atrium
An unnatural cold permeates this chamber and the tendrils of silver-gray mist flowing out the front archway into the courtyard beyond seem to effortlessly pierce the flesh and gently caress the bone in a cold embrace. The grand entranceway’s vaulted ceiling is supported by six great pillars of hewn black stone. Braziers mounted on the pillars cast white radiance from balls of continual light. The light glimmers eerily in the silvery haze that fills the atrium, giving the impression of something alien watching from the glowing fog.
Everyone feels a twinge as they breathe in the mist; but most are unaffected. Amelia and Evan, however appear to be taking on the features of an ape.
You have gained the Mist-Tainted Template. In a nutshell:
-Your Intelligence and Charisma scores are both reduced to 6,
-You gain a +2 bonus to Strength and Dexterity scores,
-You are immune to fear,
-You gain a +10 bonus on Climb checks and a climb speed of 20 feet,
-You gain a +5 bonus on Acrobatics and Stealth checks,
-You also gain a slam attack (1d3 damage)
Don't worry...if your mission is successful you'll be back to normal by the end; in the meantime its a great role playing opportunity. Have fun with it!
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Kuaizi does a double take on spotting Evan. "Wow. Evan-san was not this hairy before. I mean, he was hairy, yes, but not this hairy." He points to the thick mats of new hair bursting from between his armor pieces.
The monk then scratches his head at Amelia. With a look of deep concern, "And... correct me if I am wrong, but I do not believe it is normal for human women to have beards? Do you feel well Amelia-chan?"
"This must explain Lugizar Trantos-san's transformation." Kuaizi looks around the room wide-eyed. "But... what is causing this, I wonder?"
Resolve comes over his face. "We should seek immediate care for our honorable... apish? ...companions. And I suspect the cause, and perhaps the cure, lie here, within this museum. Nigel Aldain-san may have answers. Shall we continue on and find our honorable curator?"
Kuaizi looks around for where to go next.
As Evan searches the area for bananas, the group presses on away from the foyer. You come across a door above which a placard reads “The Honored Dead” in blood-red calligraphy.
West Exhibit Hall
The mists here congeal into a thick and silvery fog that cools the lungs. Arranged throughout this large hall are exhibits on the funerary traditions of several civilizations, along with preserved corpses arrayed in grim stillness. A giant warrior looms from the haze, his arms crossed at his chest, his helm solemn and still. Beyond lie sarcophagi of varied designs, and a few glass cases wherein withered dead are held upright by rods and string; grim exhibits of long-dead citizens whose fallen empires were erased an age past.
As you enter the room you are greeted by the sight of several corpses rising from their undead slumber. One is a withered, mummified creature bearing a jeweled scarab on its chest among its spiced wrappings. Another is a hulking skeleton who wields a great club fashioned from a mammoth’s ivory tusk. The third is a shrunken, emaciated corpse wrapped in rotten silks holding a silvered scimitar in its bony fists. Finally there is an armored warrior clad in heavy discolored bronze plates and helm.
Round 1
Amelia
Senja
Evan
Scimitar Skeleton
Legionaire Undead
Kuaizi
Conlaoch
Veilwar
Greatclub Skeleton
Ghoul
Amelia and Evan move themselves into more strategic positions while Senja sinks an arrow into the ghoul. The two skeletons close in and attack Evan as Veilwar sinks another arrow into the ghoul.
The mists are unlike anything you've encountered, but it is evident that breathing in the mists causes some humanoids to take on the features of an ape. You're pretty sure the effect is not permanent.
The ghoul is particularly dangerous; its bite or scratch can cause ghoul fever. The skeletons are resistant to any damage other than that caused by blunt objects.
Round 1 (continued)
Amelia
Senja
Evan
Scimitar Skeleton
Legionaire Undead
>>>Kuaizi
>>>Conlaoch
Veilwar
Greatclub Skeleton
Ghoul (-2hp)
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"Evan-san! Caw!" Kuaizi, stunned at first to see such unnatural creatures, springs to action in defense of his new companion. He swiftly moves in, flinging his lithe body up into a somersault past the statue before him. As he comes down, he makes a rapid stab at the skeleton with his staff, but goes wide. Landing gracefully in a flanking position with Evan, he now encircles himself in a defensive barrier with his twirling staff.
Kuzai deftly tumbles into the fray and swings his staff wildly...nearly clocking himself in the head!
Conlaoch decimates the skeleton...leaving a pile of bones and dust in his wake! The ghoul closes in on the party...its staggered condition slowing its pace.
Round 2
>>>Amelia
>>>Senja
>>>Evan
Scimitar Skeleton
Legionaire Undead
Kuaizi
Conlaoch
Veilwar
Ghoul (-2hp)
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Amelia jumps from the top of the case and rushes forward, brandishing her quarterstaff overhead with both hands and bringing it down on top of the skeleton still threatening the party.
BANNANAS!!!!!!!!!!!! She cries as she wallops at the skeleton with all of her might!
Annnndddd..... misses horribly!