PF Shackled City SCAP

Game Master Freddy Honeycutt

Absolutely - I cannot accept the thought that a human woman's armor would come close to fitting a dwarf. I guess you will need to get Canvy's thoughts...

@ Broccan, It would just make my butt look big. You can have it.

Canvy retrieves a pair of dice from his pocket...."Com'on then Brocan, let's play for the spoils." Two black with red spotted 6-sided dice are put on the table. He smiles and rubs his hands together gleefully, his eyes full of greed for the wicked armor. He spits on his hands and rolls the dice around in a prayer to the gods of luck, before letting the dice fall. They tumble over the floor, 2d6 ⇒ (6, 5) = 11, but the second dice which shows a five is caught in the groove between two flagstone, Is that a legal roll? "Ha, beat that Broccan." Canvy says triumphantly, ignoring the position of the die.

Canvy would definitely want the spiked stuff, as a player I'm happy with Broccan having it.

Broccan picks up the dice.

"Alrigh' then, Cap'n, Craps it 'tis, your mark's 'lev'n. If I get sev'n or elev'n, is'eh draw'n we go t' roun' two. If I don't, y'win."

He shakes the dice and gives them a throw.

dice: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 5) = 8

A look of resigned disappointment briefly crosses the young miner's face, quickly replaced by a congratulatory smile.

"Congrats t' ye Cap'n! Now we look like' eh match'd set' o steel porc'pines!"

Fair is fair. The armor is Canvy's. :-)

"Hold up." Erine steps forward, waves a hand, and one of the dice--the die that rolled Canvy's '5'--leaps into the air and falls again. It spins, and falls on a '1'.
"Canvy's die was slanted."
Erine turns away.
I probably wouldn't have done this if Deevor really wanted the armor, but this is in-character for Erine. She doesn't really care about fairness, she just thinks Broccan deserves the armor more than Canvy.

"'ell done, lass. The squid 'as a good choice."

Anyone can use the armor, but sizing and fit will be a serious issue!

I think we will be able to finish this chapter fairly soon (you have enough wands to save cauldron for massive damage, but there are still more wands to be found in the ruins)

"Um, th-thanks."
Erine can use the CSW wand, but she's doing okay with the CLW right now.
"Here, Broccan, I think the crone scratched you." Erine steps forward, and rests her healing wand on Broccan's wounds.
3 charges: 3d8 + 3 ⇒ (3, 4, 8) + 3 = 18

Canvy looks at Erine, daggers in his eyes, but cannot dispute the gnome maiden's call. "Would've bin mine, if you hadn't interfered, Broccan never noticed!...bah" He turns in a fuming sulk, shrugging and searches the room for a drink, a proper drink one with alcohol and plenty of it. "brandy gut rot, I need a drink." he mutters. In his embarrassment at being found out and his anger at not getting the armor, he even forgets to take the leather purse.

Canvy will take the Silver Halberd +1, he might find it useful.

"M'thanks, lass...for everything..." he says, gesturing to his now much smaller would and to the magical armor left by Canvy, forgotten on the floor.

He picks up the breastplate and examamines it, trying to determine if the suit will fit without too much refitting.

Broccan needs to.grow a.pair of.breadsticks in order for the armor to.fit, as well as some decrease in girth of shoulders...

"It seems'is made fer'a lass'n stead o' an ol' lump like me. P'raps th' magic shop fell'l wanna treade fer it."

"A good smith 'll be able t' make 't fit ye, lad. Take 'im some time, though. P'haps sellin' would make th' most sense, but ye know 'ow 't 's wit' sellin' - ye never get th' full value o' th' piece back."

"M'thanks, lass...for everything..."

Erine shrugs. She reaches over and takes the scrolls of cure light wounds and hold person.

This wand could bring someone back from the brink. I will make sure to keep it safe and use it sparingly. Minniwick will take the CSW wand

I wonder if there is still a bounty for "o'l Red"? We should bring her body back with us.

"No' much'eh 'er lef' af'tr tha' squi'gott'r. We cou' bag 'er 'ed, though."

"If its just fer a bounty, her head will suffice. They'll get the right idea, never known a woman to make trouble without her head. Unless they be ghostly undead things, but as we killed her, we can make sure she stays dead." says Canvy as he hears them talking about a bounty. "Cos if there is a bounty, we must take back the proof, always good to show we are good reliable people and get rewarded at the same time." The thought of more gold seems to have made him forget about the armor now. He even offers to keep the proof in good repair if you can wait til tomorrow, before continuing.

Haven't looked up the spell level of gentle repose, but assume Canvy can cast it.

It is Cleric 2, so it's in his reach.

Gentle Repose

Broccan looks over at the frothing, bloody bath water, body parts bobbing in the bubbles.

" Err, uh...who's gunneh grab th' ed?"

Once the tentacled terror returns to the plane from whence it came, the remains are easily fished out of the large tub.

The head remains in the helmet, thanks to the chinstrap, the torso remains in the breatplate and the lower legs are intact, the thighs and innards are all gone, but that is to be expected.....

Erine picks up the head and tosses it to Canvy.

The prisoner......
"I never would have belived it, I thought she was gonna kill tha lot o yah! Looks like she near did in tha big guy there. I guess I ken show yah tah some o tha other wands if yer still lookin."

"Not dyin's wha' I do bes'. I got'more scars'n skin."

"T' th' next wand, 'en."

"Well yer lordships one is still wit some kinda creature in tha K56 dead-end cavern, and one is on a big trap K 41 o some sort, which'ens first.”

"As Broccan says, fightin' is what he does, so he can regale us with tales of bravery, so the creature next. That's where I think we should go." says Canvy clapping a hand on Broccan's shoulders.

"Lead on then. Ther'sa beas' t'kill,"

"Tell 's o' th' creature, lad. Be 't smart 'r be 't jus' 'n animal? Big 'r small?

"Was a gnoll once an experimented in tha dark arts an was one o them here, tha lab exploded an kilt tha gnoll, but tha dark arts brought him back, tha guards is not allowed there as tha thing kills anyone who comes in. Triel said tha thing stole one o tha wands from her, an she was not in no hurry tah get it back from tha one."

Going from 36 to 56 (on the map) how do you want to get there?

"'ow's 'e kill 'em 'at comes 'n?"

Edrukk is expecting the guard to take us there and doesn't know the options, so he has no opinion.

"Aye, take us there, lead on, just tell us once we get there, that we might prepare and do battle." he says loudly to the prisoner and the group. Then approaching the man he speaks quietly into his ear, "Corse if we pass any treasures on the way, we can stop and make ourselves some gold, now can't we?"

I am getting very low on bomb supplies. Might be good to hole up for the night and tackle this Gnoll after some rest. To the guard You say dark arts brought him back. So is he alive or some kind of zombie?

"Won't nobody disturb this room fer fear o tha b~*~$!"

Ernie

"I know tha ting ain't alive no more, but wha type o creature it is is a mystery tah me."

The room is fully prepared to hole up for an extended period of time.

"Good. If sum'n tries t' barge'n, they c'n 'ave their turn wi' tha' damn'ble door."

After some careful tinkering and a boost from Broccan
Minniwick re-sets the door trap, making the lodgings a bit more secure....

Go Minniwick and Broccan! On second thought it did not work all that well for her. Oh well, now for a bit of snoozing. I will take last watch. I make a mean trail rations breakfast.

Erine eyes a scroll she found rolled inside the healing scroll. "Interesting."
She pockets it.

You are able to rest undisturbed within the large chamber.

Anyone having a soak in the tub or just moving on?

Uhh...eww...no thanks on the blood and guts bath!

"We bes' get mov'n"

The guard takes you through the nearby mess hall which is empty except for a few individuals cleaning the place, after a couple of hallways first a short one and then a long one you end up in a chamber 47 on map

This long room is partially collapsed. The northwestern portion has been destroyed by an ancient lava flow, but two circular lava tubes seem to provide access to the caves beyond.

"Shall we then?"

Broccan draws his sword and moves forward towards the cave entrance, watching for danger as he goes.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19

Next in line?

Talking to the guard after walking by the cleaning crew. "Who are all these people? Heck, how many people are down here? Did you all work for Triel? Or is someone down here renting out space?

Lairs Inc. Do you need a lair, minions included, for just a few days or maybe a month? Have we got a deal for you!

"A group loosely based calls emselves the Ebon Triad, assumin tha means thers three o em."

Darkvision to the fore!

Edrukk will accompany the fighter in front or right behind him.

Although there are two tunnels out the man points to the right and says...
"That one an I tell you this is as far as any o tha guards are allowed to venture!"

"Well then, consider it your lucky day, you will witness our victory over that thing in a part of the complex forbidden to you. Such tales you can tell...eh!" says Canvy, giving the man a reassuring squeeze around his shoulders.

Erine follows behind.