Pathfinders on the trail

Game Master ulgulanoth

Andando and Aerodus

Lia

MAP

"Maybe we should just knock and get in?"

Lia watches Aerodus and Andando leave to scout the building out. She rests one hand on her sword.

"That could work... perhaps one of us could pose as a buyer of sorts?"

Dockside toughs and fisherfolk were my life for many years, the question is what would we wish to be buying unless we ask after what the truly trade in?

Jirani looks down and meticulously puts away his holy symbol, casting a look at Venator.

I have training in the art of diplomacy, and I am not lacking in charisma, but men trained to watch will see a bluff coming coming so we are better to consider some truth that will sell well rather than try to poorly sell a lie.

Jirani rubs his chin for a moment as he considers Lia and Venator, I wonder how going about simply asking after slaves would go if it was worded right...

"Then just knock. I'll go along with it."

Lia shifts uneasily.

"Okay. I'll be right behind you."

Right, so what are you guys doing? Anyone going to knock on the front door?

Lia steels herself, walks up, and knocks on the front door.

Let's see if I can get in by saying I'm looking for cheap labor...

Everyone make a perception check if you will

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Lia appears to be quite distracted.

How do I do this? 'Hello, I'm with this performance caravan and I'm looking for cheap labor for setting up shows. I don't suppose you know where I can find some?'

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

Aerodus seems to be in tune. His blood whispers to him: 'Stay silent. Stay alert. Prepare for the kill.'

Aerodus

Aerodus moves back a bit and whispers out to the others. "Someone's coming. Get ready."

Lia tenses.

Okay, okay, calm down. This'll be fine.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

Venator looks really calm. It appears he is good at this kind of subterfuge.

Venator

After a short moment you all hear, loudly a stern voice, "Who has the gall to be knocking 'ere at this hour?!"

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

Andando scans and doesn't make out much.

Venator sees the Magus taking a long time to formulate an answer, and thus he steps in, speaking through the door. "I don't have your pass phrase, fellow. I'm here to buy some ... fish - he pronounces the last word slowly, to be clear it has another meaning - so take me to the boss around here, cause time is money, and I'm tired of waiting already."
Bluff: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15

Aid Another (Bluff): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16

Lia clears her throat. "Come on! Hurry up before the guards show up!"

I really hope this works...

Aerodus silently draws an arrow, draws it on his bow, and points it towards the door, for if the guard comes outside.

Jirani bobs his head a moment in satisfaction at the ruse and simply stands behind the others waiting to see how things play out...

"Fish? Never heard 'em called that before, how many of your are out there?"

Venator sounds inpatient and a little angry. "Enough to protect me in case the city watch shows up, or to break this freaking door and cut my way to speak with your boss if you leave me out here a single more second." He smiles and winks at Lia.
Bluff: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

Lia nods at Venator, arranging herself so that she appears to be his bodyguard. One hand on the hilt of her sword, looking at the door.

"Alright, alright, but if the dog bites you it's not my problem" after a few clicks the door opens to reveal a sour faced man with blond hair in expensive clothing, he looks at you a little preplexed

Lia steps through the door, nodding at the man.

"Thank you, sir."

"If the dog bites me I'll buy him as well, since it's doing a good guarding job." Venator follows, ever watchful for the two gentleman that were at the Inn, since they could recognize them.
Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24

I will attempt to slip in through the side door.

Andando make a disable device check to open the door

The man, "So whats the order? We only have around 4 here, if you need more it will have to wait another month or so"

Lia gives the well-dressed man a smile.

"Four will be just fine. Would you be so kind as to bring them out here? We'd very much like to inspect them."

And to give those people a clear path to escape, of course.
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23

Aerodus keeps hidden, his bow drawn. Waiting for his target. His blood is surprisingly quiet.

"Well I'll have to ask the boss if I can show you them all, but I'll get one for inspection" he walks out of the room

Disable device: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

Lia nods.

"Please do, sir. Also, you may tell your boss that we're prepared to pay extra if your *ahem* products are in good condition." She says as he leaves.

She turns to the assembled group with her. "Okay. Here's what I'm thinking: get him to bring all the slaves out here, blast him, and tell the slaves to get to safety. What do you think?" She whispers.

Aerodus waits. And waits. And... waits. Frustrated, he hisses out to the others. "Come on. Get him out here!"

Still have bow drawn back, ready to fire.

Venator ignores Aerodus outside, knowing the man won't step outside. Instead, he uses his time taking an overall look at the documents on the table. "That works, Lia. Or we can break the place the shreds, but that would be more dangerous."

Andando

Lia and Venator

Venator inclines to the side to see what's below the table, but don't come any closer, certain that it would be a dog. Probably a large one.

Lia's hand rests on her sword, tightening as she hears the growling.

Hmm, I'll check the cupboard then move the table. Andando thinks moving to do the said tasks.

Hearing the rogue behind him, Aerodus halts his draw and follows the rogue inside. He whispers out to the others. "Andando's opened a side door. I'm following him."

Stealth: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

Andando

Aerodus

Venator

Venator will wait until the man gets back, then.

Lia waits for him to return as well.

The incantation for Color Spray comes to the front of her mind, waiting to be uttered...

Aerodus gets in the room and braces himself near the southern door, ready to ram through the door when the signal comes.

Stealth: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21
Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

Jirani bristles at the though of the slaver's trade but continues to stand by patiently, his zeal giving way to reason in light of the circumstances.

Everyone, expect Aerodus make a perception check

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Lia is distracted. As usual. She REALLY should learn to pay more attention.

Perception!: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18