Shadows of Numeria (Inactive)

Game Master DireMerc

"If we are to look for them specifically...which...goes against my better judgement, i'm keeping my hood on."

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Catching the look from Alvoise, Henric nods, rubbing his chin and thinking, his mind bubbling like an alembic. With the cloak, it would have been hard to tell the girl's proportions - a 12-year-old human girl would have a very different figure to an adult halfling woman; an elf would be slender no matter the age; a dwarf would be stockier again...

"Without seeing her myself, I'm afraid I don't know what to look for," he mutters to no-one, the whispers refusing to accept that answer and all chiming in simultaneously with more suggestions.

I don't know if I can, but I'd like to make some kind of check to "put the pieces together", so to speak, and find out if we're looking for a human child or an adult member of a smaller race. If anything's a better fit, feel free to substitute the roll; I'm just rolling straight INT out of desperation.
INT: 1d20 + 4 + 1d6 ⇒ (1) + 4 + (5) = 10
Yeah... no.

The innkeeper pauses for a moment and replies.

"When the mage introduced himself as Kannath he pointed to her and said "she" is my apprentice. I assumed that the person underneath was a girl thought I never saw anything to confirm it.

Kn. roll to see if Jayla's heard any rumors on this Kannath.

Kn. Local: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

Xaikon had decided to let the others talk to the innkeeper, so decides to lean back again the wall, and watch what was happening in the room and through the door to the outside. Thinking to herself, really need to visit the blacksmith to buy a mace or sword.

"Then that means there is a chance, he lied about the gender of his apprentice to fools those that try to follow the apprentice."

"I recall something about Kannath, just came to me.
The man's one of the lead researchers at Scrapwall. He's a researcher who was responsible for excavating a crashed metal building, likely similar to what we've recently been at, near the town of Torch.
Which provides us with a lead of sorts."

”So he was a member of the Technic League, killed in that fashion?” Alvoise says, essentially thinking aloud. ”That is unexpected.” He digests Jayla’s information. ”Scrapwell? Never been. How safe is it for you to go there?” he asks her.

Dire, is a Kn. Local needed to describe what Scrapwall is, or is it general enough that knowing about Kannath's being a leading man there can let me tell it?

Kn. Local: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

"Scrapwall? That's more than we've learned so far. Is it far?"

It's common knowledge to anyone who is rom Numeria go ahead and explain what it is

"Scrapwall is a location, a 3-mile-long wreckage of a metal "house/vessel" similar to what we got out of. According to the saying, it fell to Golarion thousands of years ago during the event known as the "Rain of Stars". It lies in eastern Numeria on the Sellen River, south of the port city of Chesed."

Jayla doesn't exclude the current risks of venturing there.
"It's said to be stripped of any valuable technology or numerian steel long ago, Scrapwall still attracts scavengers and fortune seekers who follow dubious rumors from time to time. The current days these people are preyed upon by beasts and bandits who take advantage of those foolish enough to make the trek here."

Scrapwall? That's more than we've learned so far. Is it far?"

"It's not closeby for sure."

”Not trying to cause grief,” he says glancing at everyone but settling on Jayla. ”But would you want to find his killers? If he is part of the Technic league, as seems to be the case, wouldn’t he be an enemy of yours? By trying to find his killers, we may be helping the Technic league remove an opposing party.”

"....His killers are gone, there's merely the instigators left. But you're right on that, i do consider them my enemy, one that i'd still put this rapier into the heart of any of them if need be.
Yet by finding this opposing party, we might discover things good for us instead. Crippling the League could be rewarding, they are too big to take head-on, but chave off a bit off an ice block long enough....."

The Innkeeper lets out a long sigh..."Look if you really want to know more go see the mayor, she can tell you what happened to the girl and if you're willing I think she could use your help."

Alvoise nods, accepting Jayla’s answer. ”I hadn’t considered that last bit,” he mumbles as Gil mentions the mayor.

”The mayor? I think we’d be willing to meet her tomorrow," he says with a shrug not wanting to commit the group to something on his word alone. "Can you recommend a shop or two to resupply gear and weapons?”

Hearing Alvoise speaking of shops, she quickly responds, "Yes, that would be helpful, require a few items."

"Go to Osgood's shop across the market from here. It's run by two brothers who are quite good at their work."

Raskir thanks the inkeeper. "Good to know, I'd like to see their wares. I could use some tougher armor."

”Osgood’s, thanks,” Alvoise says with a nod of appreciation. He stands and looks at his clothes. His fingers slip through the rips in his shirt from the kobold’s weapons. Bloodstains, dirt, and sweat marks appear to be fighting for his clothing’s new color. ”Do you have laundry service? I may as well take a bath will my clothes get clean, if that’s possible. Shopkeepers tend to treat me better when I don’t look so...haggard.”

"Maybe Valeria should do the talking then, as i am aware i'm not prime social material and men react differently to women than to other men."

"Ah! But the mayor is also a woman! Andura Jakos is a wise and compassionate woman who was elected to lead this town back when I was still a lad."

"Well it's nice to hear a lady in in charge as back home only the men could be leaders, with only a few exceptions allowing a woman to be leader."

So are we assuming that the shopping trip has happened off-screen and we're going to see the mayor? Or are we resting? Or playing out interactions at the store? We seem to be going in several different directions at once right now.

Think we just stop off at the blacksmith on our way to mayor once we setup for the night at Green Table. Don't think it is needed to RP the buying and selling of items, can so that in discussion thread.

Yes while I have an npc for the blacksmith and he can be a source of information his prices are just the book prices and he doesn't negotiate much. Just buy what you want and we can proceed.

Well it's nice to hear a lady in in charge as back home only the men could be leaders, with only a few exceptions allowing a woman to be leader

"Save for the frozen lands and the underlands, they are female governed, are they not.."

"From what I've heard from merchants who came to Lykus, as a kid.
I figure most places have a king and queen with both being more of less equals."

Going to see the mayor now? All set?

I believe so

You ask for directions to fine the mayor and find yourselves being pointed to a fortified keep. You approach the keep and see a pair of guards watching the entrance.

"Hail, good fellows. We would like to speak to the mayor. The innman thought she might be able to help us."

diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

Alvoise stands in the back of the group, pretty much ignoring the guards, as he looks around the city from this vantage point.

Did we get cleaned up? Just trying to keep track of events. With the 50 gp from Silas, is there a place in town to buy a Cause Light Wounds potion?

It's a shame inflict light wounds isn't on the alchemist/investigator formula list. If it was, I could make them at half cost, with my full caster level. Unless the GM wants to houserule it?

Henric appears to still be unsteady on his feet as the group approaches the keep.

Remember, we still need to get Henric and Raskir cured of that con drain at some point.

I will allow it Henric. Also everyone assume you took some time to take baths and do shopping. A few hours have passed and it is around 4pm.

As they made their way to take baths Xaikon only hoped that there was a tub large enough to also allow her wings to fit into the tub for easier cleaning. She enjoyed soaking the tub for a while her clothes hung to dry.

Once they finished getting themselves more presentable, she quickly went into Osgood's shop to buy a few needed items.

Xaikon walks besides Valeria, as they make their way to the see the major, she looked about, particularly looking at the architecture of the buildings, as the human settlements building were rather different to Strix in design and features.

Cool beans! I'll say that I've purchased the necessary reagents to make a potion of CLW with 25 of my own 50 gp, and if Alvoise wants inflict potions, I can provide them as well. I'll do the brewing when we get the downtime.

How much will it cost to cure the constitution damage? Alvoise will chip into a fund to heal Henric and Raskir. Thanks DireMerc for allowing the inflict light wounds potion. 25 gp to a "con fund" and 25 gp for one potion’s ingredients of inflict light wounds will be how Alvoise splits his recent monetary gain.

Looks like a 4th level restoration potion (ability drain, not damage) is 1400 gp (yikes).

How does a potion that targets someone else work? You just drink it and it lets you cast the spell?

Valeria first decides to clean her dirty clothes and armour before her bath, and to let them dry as she baths.

She makes her way to the baths and luckly there is a tub that could fit a 7 foot Ulfen man. Even though the water was near boiling, for her it felt between warm and hot.

She enjoys the soak and cleaning herself from all the dirt and blood that had accumulated on her.

She gets dressed in something more civil than her barbarian clothes before she goes shopping and before meeting the mayor.

Put the con issue / potions into the discussion thread please

You can make a potion of any spell of 3rd level or lower that targets one or more creatures or objects. So inflict light wounds is on the table, as is cure light wounds, bull's strength, magic missile...

I will trade in the following loot Xaikon mentioned when I upgrade my armor, and donate the equivalent cash (13 gp, woohoo!) to Alvoise for making potions.

Short spear (small) 3x1gp
Bolas =5gp
Longspear =5gp

Will hold on to the caltrops and the sunrods

that goes in discussion, not gameplay.

Indeed try to keep ooc in ooc

The guards examine the group.

"Go into the courtyard and we will send word ahead of your arrival. How should we announce you? Names? Titles?" says one of them.

Jayla looks with her hood on.
"Jayla....no title."

With decent chances, no more questions.

"I'm not sure what my title would be given a few problems with translation and not being quite sure on the rank order."

The shaman announces himself as his spirit familiar settles on his shoulder.

"I hight Raskir Windspeaker, son of Shalla, of the Tusk Mountains."

”Alvoise of Karcau,” he says with a bow. He leans closer to Valeria and whispers, ”No title is fine, but you may want to give your name. Of course it’s your choice.” He steps away. His fingers reach for his tobacco pouch then stop. He clasps his hands behind his back and waits for the guards to allow them entry.

"Titles?", she pauses to think what they mean, then shakes her head, "I go by the name Xaikon Traxnik, but you can just call me Xaikon."

Blunt as she could be, Jayla reverse questions the guard.

"You've heard ours, what's your name and title?"