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"Yes, I met Tancred Desimire at the wedding of Michellia Blakros and Damian Kastner," Haafiz says conversationally, "A former Hellknight who fell under the Society's influence. The man was stiff and regimented, but handsome enough I guess. It was quite the sociable affair actually, I quite enjoyed it!
"Though I think it was getting a bit stuffy, and after... you know... everyone breathed a sigh of relief when... well... and attacked... and, oh, I am sorry for rambling, we have a mystery to solve!"
Haafiz turns to the djinni, "You promise we get two tries at this before you have to kill us?" Even if the answer is yes, Haafiz draws his weapon, steps back out of the Jairo's reach and indicates that everyone else should make themselves similarly prepared.
Once all are ready for a potential fight, Haafiz continues, "Is the word we are looking for 'Desimire'?"
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Jairo bows his head and says, "Ah, yes, truly enlightened one. The Master truly obsesses over the Desimire brothers, who both met their end at the hands of your Pathfinder Society.
"You are welcome to pass through the portal, you have guessed well. Have a pleasant evening, and a beautiful tomorrow. Should you find my ring, you would find me forever grateful."
With that, he steps aside, and allows you past.
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Pooka bows with a wry smile on his face. These guys are really good...
"Thank you Jairo. I sincerly look forward to the day we return your ring to you. And when we do, the only favor I would ask in return is that you give all the credit to the freedom fighters of Liberties Edge. For it is their cause that will be your salvation."
"Tell everyone you can." Pooka smiles, then spurs Luna forward, his heraldry bouncing and flapping behind him as he moves.
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"Thank you, Jairo," Haafiz bows to the djinni, "You are indeed gracious. I am sorry that we cannot free you now. I will make it my mission to listen for signs of your former mistress and take her to task. I have a feeling that our Society will be clashing with her before too long, whether I have a say in it or no.
"Tell me, Jairo, I do not like to impose upon you further, but I do need to ask: what can we expect when we through these doors and the complex beyond? Is this room likely to be guarded, and how to we get to Muhlia's suite? Are there any traps, and if so, how might we avoid them? "
Haafiz joins Pooka and the others. He swipes his blade around experimentally, ready to go. "Amaranti, I do not mean to tell you how to handle your summoned creatures, but should Kaisharga not be here for this?"
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A shallow reflecting pool is set into the tile floor, flanked by plush divans. Beyond two marble supporting columns, a heavy curtain separates the sitting room from the bedroom. A large map of Absalom hangs on the south wall, riddled with pins and crossed with colorful thread.
You do not see anyone at this time.
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"Wise man, Haafiz! You guess well. Is good we no have fight Jairo-djinn. Amaranti wishes Jairo happy evening. We will bring ring, if we find"
Before the group enters through the door, Amaranti raises his hand, motioning them to wait. "Moment, One friend missing..." The Garundi sits down, and places his lance in front of him. Then slowly he begins to recite the incantation to call his eidolon. And after one minute, the rune in Amaranti's forehead shines bright, and the sandy form of Kaisharga raises from the ground.
"Now all here. Then some magic, if we get fight"
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"Tell me, Jairo, I do not like to impose upon you further, but I do need to ask: what can we expect when we through these doors and the complex beyond? Is this room likely to be guarded, and how to we get to Muhlia's suite? Are there any traps, and if so, how might we avoid them? "[/b]
"Master Haafiz, I respectfully decline to answer your question. I apologize, but I am not allowed to divulge such information."
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Pooka raises his hand when Haafiz offers the protection from evil.
Once he has been given the blessing, he pops the cork off of his expensive potion and drinks it down.
"I too, am ready. Be quick on your feet men, guard your hearts. While today we strike a blow against an enemy of the society, we also strike a blow against the enemy of freedom and free will."
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"Well, my friend, you do know how much I love taking notes," the old man says with a laugh, responding to Lord Finarin Moonstep. A moment later, he is sure to give Haafiz the proper congratulations for solving the mysterious question put to them by the djinni. "Well spoken, Haafiz. It is quite impressive how you solved that puzzle so easily. For all the credit I give myself, I probably would have been stumped."
Once the group prepares to enter the next room, Ibid takes a moment to cast a protective spell, making it harder for any foes they may face to hit him. Next, he pulls a strange vial from his bag, and downs the oddly colored liquid inside. Once he has finished, he again raises his bow and nods to the others that he is ready to proceed.
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Miro proceeds along with his friends, too busy thinking of new songs to make out of this liberating adventure to actually attempt to help. As they make their way further along, the halfling reaches over to his fellow, Pooka, singing an enchantment and grasping the other's arm. Magical energy surges between the two, Pooka now feeling as though he were possessed of insights that were not available before. His courage swells to bursting as the bard's magic takes hold.
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Miniaturized Amaranti mounts his eidolon, who starts beating its wings to take flight. The duo takes a small test flight, flying in circles across the room, accompanied by the Garundi's booming laughter. Once Amaranti has had enough fun, he instructs the winged serpent to descend among his teammates.
"Small man Pooka! Amaranti hope there be many enemies, so we no have race toward same. I hope lance of Pooka catch many enemies!" Amaranti is obviously in good mood, back in saddle.
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The old man looks up to see Amaranti flying around the room while perched on Kaisharga's winged-back. As his eyes fall upon the duo, he cannot help but smile warmly at the two, realizing at that moment how far the capability and effectiveness of his Garundi companion has progressed over the time they have become friends. Likewise, his keen eyes fall over the other members of the group, each casting intricate wards protecting themselves, and others, from all manner of dangers, drinking strange vials to increase their strength and battle prowess, and increasing their resistances against the elements.
As his companions close in around the door, Ibid cannot help but feel a slight twinge of sadness for the souls on the opposite side of the portal, if they were to make any move against his friends. With their wards and enhancements ready, the old man feels that nothing could stand up to their collective might.
"It is time to move forward," he says nodding to the others. "We are ready."
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Miro proceeds along with his friends, too busy thinking of new songs to make out of this liberating adventure to actually attempt to help. As they make their way further along, the halfling reaches over to his fellow, Pooka, singing an enchantment and grasping the other's arm. Magical energy surges between the two, Pooka now feeling as though he were possessed of insights that were not available before. His courage swells to bursting as the bard's magic takes hold.
Pooka turns and flashes a halfling's mischevious smile to Miro as he blesses him with more halfling-styled heroics.
"Excellent Amaranti! Yes, I too hope there is plenty of targets to go around. Though I could suggest since you are able to fly on your magnificent serpent, that you hit 'em high, and I'll hit 'em low." Pooka grins.
"I hope by the gods she is in here. I am ready to put this crooked crime ring to bed." With that, Pooka spurs Luna forward, following Haafiz and Finarin.
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From behind the curtain, a female flind comes out , swinging her flind-bar at Haafiz. She hits the slayer hard with her weapon. "Slaves! I have put down your kind before, and I shall do it again! Surrender now, while you still have worth to me!"
Miro, Ibid, Finarin, and Karshaiga are up.
- x Chau [27]
- => Miro [21]
- => Ibid [18]
- => Finarin [17]
- => Karshaiga [17]
- Snack [17]
- Haafiz [16]
- Amaranti [10]
- Pooka [10]
- Rothur [5]
Statuses:
- Miro
- Ibid
- Finarin
- Karshaiga
- Haafiz -24hp
- Amaranti
- Pooka
- Chau
- Snack
- Rothur
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"You have ... no worth to me I am afraid."
Imbuing his scimitar with arcane energies, his companions can see the tell tale signs of the blade sharpening to a razor sharp point. Not content with merely strengthening his blade, the elf draws upon the arcane mysteries of Neyths to electrify his blade. The air once again fills with the pungent aroma of ozone as his blade cascades in electric sparks and arcs.
The elf lithely steps around the wounded Haafiz, blocking the halfling. Muttering his apologies Finarin swings his scimitar hoping to end this before it begins.
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The old man sees a scuffle begin to break out before his eyes, and an enemy lunging to attack his friend, Haafiz. Ibid moves a short ways across the room, but sees that his vision is blocked by his companions which obscures his aim against the target. Even so, he knows he must act. Hoping to increase his odds of success, Ibid's awaits the calming yet inspiring words of Miro to help guide the alignment of his shot. A moment later the aged pathfinder releases an arrow and hopes a better shot will open up soon.
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Finarin and Ibid both hit the flind HARD.
Karshaiga, then ?
- x Chau [27]
- x Miro [21] (singing)
- x Ibid [18] (shooting)
- => Finarin [17] (shocking!)
- => Karshaiga [17]
- Snack [17]
- Haafiz [16]
- Amaranti [10]
- Pooka [10]
- Rothur [5]
Statuses:
- Miro
- Ibid
- Finarin
- Karshaiga
- Haafiz -24hp
- Amaranti
- Pooka
- Chau -48
- Snack
- Rothur
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The hyena that is standing in the back room runs up next to Chau (the flind), and attacks the elf, but misses, badly.
Haafiz, Amaranti, and Pooka are up (this is gonna be a fast fight).
- x Chau [27]
- x Miro [21] (singing)
- x Ibid [18] (shooting)
- x Finarin [17] (shocking!)
- x Snack [17]
- => Haafiz [16]
- =>Amaranti [10]
- => Pooka [10]
- Rothur [5]
Statuses:
- Miro
- Ibid
- Finarin
- Karshaiga
- Haafiz -24hp
- Amaranti
- Pooka
- Chau -48
- Snack
- Rothur
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"We are not your slaves! No more will you assert your tyrrany over innocents. Life was meant to live free! Not subjugated to others against your will." Pooka shouts. "Today you die by my hand!"
Pooka leans back, tipping his lance forward. There isn't much room, but Luna doesn't need a whole lot of space to get up to speed. Her powerful hind legs churn on the stone floor, finding easy purchase, and rocketing the pair towards the flind. Pooka angles his lance under the armpit of the Keleshite, hoping that the decpetion works in his favor, and doesn't create an opportunity for the creature to get out of its deadly path.
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Haafiz's blood boils at the sight of more of these slavers . Even through the haze of rage, Haafiz notes that Pooka's well-aimed blow somehow misses, She is better protected than I suspected! He ducks away from his opponent for a better position, flanking with Finarin, calling upon Desna to guide his blows against such foul creatures .
Positioned appropriately, Haafiz aims a mighty overhand chop against the gnoll.
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Haafiz tries to duck by Chau, but her prowess was more than he expected. She takes a swipe at him with her shield (?!)
He does get by the hyena, though.
She manages to miss.
She drops like a bleeding sack of potatoes.
Amaranti remains.
- x Chau [27]
- x Miro [21] (singing)
- x Ibid [18] (shooting)
- x Finarin [17] (shocking!)
- x Snack [17]
- x Haafiz [16]
- =>Amaranti [10]
- x Pooka [10]
- Rothur [5]
Statuses:
- Miro
- Ibid
- Finarin
- Karshaiga
- Haafiz -24hp
- Amaranti
- Pooka
- Chau -93 [bleeding]
- Snack
- Rothur
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Kaisharga would have been ready many heartbeats ago, but patiently the eidolon waits until it's master gives the command. It beats its dragonfly wings, creating the airflow needed to keep them both in the air. And it waits, and waits, watching the other mortals rushing into battle. It watches the small humanoid with dog charging in, knowing how much it's master will be annoyed when the small man gets there first. It waits, and smiles.
When the master finally gives his mental command, Kaisharga takes off. It flies over the shallow pool, briefly witnessing it's own reflection before the rushing air breaks the surface into ripples. It speeds up, and jaws wide open charges at the Gnoll.
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You all hear some casting in the back area, but cannot see who is doing it.
Party is up!
- Miro [21] (singing)
- Ibid [18] (shooting)
- Finarin [17] (shocking!)
- Haafiz [16]
- Amaranti [10]
- Pooka [10]
- Rothur [5]
Statuses:
- Miro
- Ibid
- Finarin
- Karshaiga
- Haafiz -24hp
- Amaranti
- Pooka
- Rothur
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Haafiz hears the casting and spits a curse on the ground. He summons Desna's holy might once more, this time to bring down destruction upon his enemies .
The speedy Keleshite rushes around the corner, and sees the hideous gnoll there. He rushes forwards, and swipes at him with the trusty nodachi before rushing back around the other side of the curtain to allow his friends easy access .
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Haafiz hears the casting and spits a curse on the ground. He summons Desna's holy might once more, this time to bring down destruction upon his enemies .
The speedy Keleshite rushes around the corner, and sees the hideous gnoll there. He rushes forwards, and swipes at him with the trusty nodachi before rushing back around the other side of the curtain to allow his friends easy access .
[dice=Adamantine +1 Nodachi vs casting gnoll, power attack, raging, bane, divine favor, inspire courage] 1d20 + 9 - 2 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 2
[dice=Crit confirm] 1d20 + 9 - 2 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 2[dice=Damage, power attack, raging, bane, inspire courage, judgement of destruction] 1d10 + 5 + 6 + 2d6 + 2 + 3
[dice=Crit damage (no bane)]1d10 + 5 + 6 + 2 + 3
Fine. SIGH. You brutally butcher the poor defenseless gnoll. Bad Man.