Qstor's PFS Quest Phantom Phenomena (Closed recruitment) (Inactive)

Game Master Qstor

"We'd better get going then. It sounds like the professor has progressed in his research, so let's not delay him."

Flavias nods, ready to head out.

You guys travel a few days to Rozenport, or might recall lore about the city already.

Diplomacy or Knowledge (local)

Knowledge (arcana) or Knowledge (history)

you may have some information about what is
studied at the university.

diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

Flavias mentions off hand some notes about the town's strange, almost organic architecture.

"The seacliffs give way here to a curiously shaped grouping of buildings that look surprisingly similar in shape to a kidney..."

knowledge local: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 1 = 19
knowledge history: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
knowledge arcana: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 13
diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19

Rising and falling upon steep sea cliffs,
Rozenport’s archaic architecture possesses an almost
organic pattern, with sharp steeples, flat-roofed manors,
and a bubble-domed town hall.

The campus of the Sincomakti School of Sciences
is hidden amid the town’s labyrinthine avenues.

The Sincomakti School of Sciences was founded
over 200 years ago. The professors who founded the
school extolled the dual virtues of broad education
and guarded ignorance, but rumors constantly swirl
regarding the occult, forbidden knowledge often
studied here.

Diplomacy: 1d20 ⇒ 14

"That sounds reassuring... Let's fine the office we're looking for."

Knowledge (History): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

Galdaric nods. "Let us go," he says.

As they arrive at the office (opening the "heading to the office" spoiler) the deaf oracle says, "Well. Something clearly occult has transpired here."

He spends a few rounds inspecting the room for magical auras.

Cast Detect Magic. If necessary to identify the school of magic for any magical auras: Knowledge (Arcana): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13.

@Galdaric it's Transmutation magic. Anyone else head to the office?

"No sense hanging out here."

The Black Crow also goes in.

Etham gives the room a doubtful look.

"Eh, I'll just stand guard out in the hallway..."

Flavias heads into the office and pokes around.

perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Everything in the room drifts in midair - books tables chairs etc.

Wyldyrn stops midstride and stares at the strange occurrence. "How very interesting! I wonder what is behind this?" He begins to look around the room, hoping to find the source.

Flavias rubs his eyes, looks, rubs his eyes and then looks again.

Flavias then looks to his companions and asks "Do the rest of you see that?"

"Dang it, I said no mushrooms when I ordered that meat pie.."

The Black Crow will cast detect magic to see if this magical or something else...

The Black crow detects transmutation magic The items continue to float in the room.

Galdaric makes a "hmm" noise.

"Let's look around. First, is there anything obviously occult, that would lead to this transpiring? Second, let's try to find the glowing purple vial that Dr. Quolorum sent us to find. This is important; let us take our time."

Galdaric begins to search the room, taking 20 on Perception for a result of 22.

"There's definitely some transmutation magic in effect. Let's look around and see if we can find the source."

The Black Crow will also take a 20 then for a Perception result of 26.

Once you step into the room you start to float in the air. Give me an Acrobatics check to move

"Well, that provides interesting information," Galdaric says, as he trips into the air and completely loses control of himself.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Flavias, careful not to step into the room tosses Galdaric a rope.

"Here!" shouts Flavias as he tosses it.

acrobatics: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

Galdaric and the Black Crow fumble about the the room unable to reach the cupboard on the wall where the herbicide is. Books and chair slowly move past their eyes also suspended in midway floating along.

Wyldyrn will join Flavias in attempting to bring back their companions. "Who is the most agile of us here? We can tie a rope to them and then perhaps use a running start to get across the room?"

hand waiving the DC 12 Acrobatics check

The cupboard is empty of vials but there's a large book inside.

The Black Crow casts detect magic on the book and takes a few moments to look for traps before grabbing the book.

perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

The Black Crow notices some magic on the book and when he grabs it, it says in a feminine voice cover flapping "Oh nice that's the spot you cute bird. But we've not been properly introduced first!

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21

Galdaric sees the Black Crow reacting to the book with a flapping cover. Being deaf, he can't hear what the book is saying, and doesn't even really know that the book is talking.

"What is that book doing?" he asks, as he twists about futilely in the air.

"Blimey! That's unexpected. So what do I call you? Book? Magic book?" The Black Crow asks as he holds the book at various angles to see what part is talking... and if it has eyes, or a mouth...

How have we been communicating with Galdaric up until this point? Do we have to sign what it's doing?

Galdaric can read lips. (Took a rank in Linguistics for that. I'm not sure if deaf oracles can take that as a starting language, or if they *need* to spend a rank in Linguistics, but I wanted to do it in any event.)

Wyldyrn looks around for the source of the voice just as Black Crow respond. "A talking book? How fascinating! It would likely be a source of extensive knowledge, I would think."

It continues "I'm not chopped liver people. I'm here. Hmph"

Flavias apologizes to the book "Our apologies, Galdaric is deaf. He normally gets along by reading lips, tell us though, what is your name?"

"I am Nhorean. Who are you gentlemen?" suddenly a aloof masculine voice comes from the book and says. "What do you want of us?"

Flavias introduces himself "I am Flavias Gulianus; 3rd son of the Mandator of Star Bay of Taldor and a Pathfinder Society Field Agent."

before waiting for his companions to introduce themselves as well.

"I am sorry, but did you say 'us'? How many of their are you inside that tome?"

"Quite a few it answers!"

I'm going to speed things up a tiny bit if that's ok so we can finish everything before the next gameday.

The book replies seem to answer your questions after it's been calmed down a bit.

"“Two days ago a wild-eyed man dressed like a farmer and
covered in dirt rushed in here and broke open the cupboard
behind the desk. He took a vial from it, and suddenly
everything in the room started floating around. It was quite a
sight watching him kick and spin in the air. Eventually he made
his way back out, but not before he’d cursed Dr. Quolorum up
and down. He kept yelling about the greenhouse and how he
was going to be too late.”

"Greenhouse? Do you know where that is? What was in the vial?"

"I would love to sit down with you all sometime to speak about your experiences and knowledge!" Wyldyrn says excitedly to the book. "Do you have a preference on a name?"

He then listens intently to the description by the book. "Do you think we meant a greenhouse on the grounds here? If we bring you all along, would you possibly be able to identify this man should we find him?"

The book says in another masculine voice. "I'm not sure what a greenhouse is? I think he said it was out of this building near the outer part of the university. His vial had herbicide or something. I don't care what you call me. Just be gentle. "

The book provides a description of the man. You guys remember the professor's note mentioned the herbicide. Anyone standing outside the room please give me a Perception or Survival check

perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
Survival: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

Etham and Flavias sees there's a bit of dirt leading out of the hallways near the office towards the door leading to the outside. Upon closer inspection it's the edge of a dirty boot print of a medium creature.

"Hm... We might need to track down a gartner... He went that way."

Wyldyrn rubs his hands together eagerly. "On his heels, quick now!" He then begins to follow the footprints...

"I don't suppose somebody could toss me a rope so I could get out of this room?" Galdaric asks. "Also, let's bring the talking book. It may have more to tell us."

Galdaric eventually you're able with the help of the party to get out of the office.

The tracks points outside. you guys can place yourselves on the last map

Galdaric looks forwards towards the clearing and the pond/waterhole.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

Placed...
The Black Crow takes a look around, trying to guess where the next supernatural event will trigger.

perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20