[PFS] Yogadragon's Library of the Lion (Inactive)

Game Master yogadragon

Syl'las will attempt to place the keys back as she is distracted by the conversation.

sleight of hand: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

However, she seem to pretty much run into the librarian, dropping the keys on the floor.

shoot

Thinking quickley, Syl'las begins to slur her words, I'm shorry my deeer, a little too mush too drink my. Syl'las picks up the keys, I believe you dropped these She places the keys in the blind librarians hand.

bluff: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (18) + 13 = 31

@Syl'las: In an effort to save time, I took the keys and left them on her nightstand in my earlier post, via Stealth...

"But... but... aghh! Civilised people!"

Why would she choose subservience? And to such cruel and wicked masters? Does she not recognise that she can choose freedom? Is she blind in thought as well as sight? These civilised people are beyond Kiboko's understanding! Good riddance to this foul pit of deceit!

Kiboko glares at the Librarian and stammers. Seeing that she is content in her captivity, and that the pathfinders have achieved their objectives in this evil place, Kiboko turns on his heels and exits. His thoughts turn to Mvumbu, and the simple honesty of their friendship...

Oret is more than happy to leave immediately. He feels uncomfortable spending more time than he should at a place where he is unclear if he should be at. "Well then, let's make our merry move. According to Flyn, we're running out of time."

"It takes time to hear the calling, Kiboko." She tries to calm him down. "We are all tied up in one law or another. I admire your dedication to the law of the land."

One addendum for Flyn

On the way back, Flyn will drop off the hourglass in the first class room, where he got it...

The party departs the library leaving behind a slightly confused librarian, an inanimate lion sculpture, and few other traces of their activities. They return to the library proper and Flynn removes their illusion cards from below their chairs. Captain Muesello is delighted at your return and praises you for the treasure trove of information you have returned.

I've posted a copy of the chronicle on the battle map. I'll get personalized ones up in the next few days for you guys. Thanks for playing and I hope you had fun! Like I said in the discussion thread, if you have any feedback I'd love to hear it.

Thanks for running this, Yogadragon, it was a lot of fun...and I enjoyed the puzzles. Did Flyn need to reveal the decoded message? It's below, if needed...

Disgusted at the corruption of civilisation, and filled with rage at the wickedness and cruelty of the Lion Blades, Kiboko remains awhile in Oppara.

Over the course of the next couple of weeks, crude flyers are found pinned to the walls and doors of civic buildings overnight. The flyers feature a rough drawing of a mournful, blindfolded woman, and the caption, "Who watches the Lion Blades?"

Use downtime action to complete a Liberty's Edge faction card mission: "nonviolently fight for the cause of liberty by spending time... distributing revolutionary material." Auto-succeed on the required stealth check by taking 10 and using Animal Focus.

Stealth: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26
Once the illusory card is removed, The Maiden dismisses her illusion and disappears into the crowd. "Good to see you all again."

With her drawings, notes and documentation available she has all of the information she needs to find weaknesses in the Lion Blades' network, and she gladly spends her time in Oppara pilfering what she can. "The shinier his armor, the dirtier the codpiece." she chuckles.

She looks at a flier with the blinded woman. "Hmm...He beat me to the punch. I'll be a little more personal..."

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The librarian finishes shelving the books for the day. It wasn't so bad, people keep asking her why the guardian is so silent. But it's nighttime and she can finally rest. She places the keys on a tray at her nightstand, only to hear them hit something wooden. It's a small box. Engraved on top are bumps and grooves, written for those without sight. A smile comes to her face and she opens the lid and music begins to play.

Everything sounds better from the outside.