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Your character looks solid to me Kailun. I do note that 1) you are not showing your gear, and two you know a lot of first level spells for a second level caster - 21 of them. From memory you should have 8 free at first level and 2 more at second. So somehow you gained 11 spells from somewhere, which is great, but is a lot even if you found a couple of spell books.
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Every year, the Grand Lodge hosts the Grand Convocation at its campus in Absalom. While the Grand Convocation is ostensibly not a party, it is an opportunity for the Decemvirate and Absalom’s resident venture-captains to express their gratitude to field agents and those venture-captains stationed abroad. The Grand Convocation also serves the practical purpose of encouraging networking, relationships, and shared intra-Society communication. The Twelve are well aware that some interaction between field agents will only ever occur informally, hence the festivities serve to provide an excuse for agents across the Inner Sea to meet and mingle, if only for a week. The capstone event is a banquet with remarks from Marcos Farabellus, the Master of Swords, who will touch on the Society’s many successes from the last year and give a hitherto unrevealed announcement concerning the Sky Key!
Master of Swords Marcos Farabellus strides up to the large crowd and claps his hands together for attention. “Welcome Pathfinders, one and all! And welcome to our traveling venture-captains stationed abroad as well our honored guests! I am Marcos Farabellus, and on behalf of the Decemvirate, I welcome you to the Pathfinder Society’s annual Grand Convocation! I shall address all of the attendees later this afternoon to announce some of the Society’s greatest accomplishments over the past year and our plans for the future. In the meantime, I invite you to stroll about the campus, meet with your peers, and enjoy all the sites of the Grand Lodge. We have set up numerous challenges and contests so that you can show off your skills or sharpen them if need be. I’ll send around ushers when it’s time to assemble for the speeches on the north lawn. Enjoy!
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Staged at the menagerie and training area on the grounds, Pathfinders display their skill at handling and taming unusual creatures from all over the Inner Sea. The more experienced the field agent, the more exotic the beasts.
You can also just hang out around the lodge, grab something to eat, etc. In that case, make a Diplomacy check to gather information.
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Jayori Bissumbhur is a tall Vudrani man, with the darker skin coloration and defined accent common to that country.
He makes great effort to appear well-refined and polite, and the openly displayed holy symbol of Irori hint at his reasons for that.
Although not one for boasting, he has been known to tell a great story, and will more then happily participate in that challenge with his fellow Pathfinders.
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While waiting your turn to speak, you listen to a number of speakers before you. Many talk about their actions in the defense of Nerosyan or missions into the Worldwound. That sparks up a bit of discussion around you.
An older human loudly whispers to his companion. "So many of these goody-two shoes types joining up these days. This Society's losing track of what it's meant to do. It's scholarship, none of this world saving crusader stuff."
His blue-haired gnome companion responds. "Yeah, but the Convocation's never been so big. Maybe the Society can do good and maintain a scholastic tradition."
Once his turn comes around, Jayori's tale is not only well told, but new to almost everyone. He earns a hearty round of applause, and a number of Pathfinders appear to be taking notes on your story.
Kailun is able to make a few salient points about the potential applications for Gryph eggs in certain alchemical weapons. He also picks up some gossip from nearby participants.
"Where's the Master of Spells? I'd expect him to be leading these panels."
"You know he hates all this fanfare and theatrics. That's why Farabellus is giving the keynote this year."
Yable is faced with a trapped room that begins to fill with water. He's quick enough that his toes are barely wet before he shuts down the valves. On your way out, a woman congratulates you on your performance. "Good job, man. Could have used you back at Arliss house. Nearly lost Norden Balentiir when I dropped him off."
You can all move on to another challenge if you'd like.
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Stormy does determine that her scene was caused by an intentionally sabotaged clockwork servant, while Tyranius is confronted with an apparent stabbing, which turns out to have been a particularly bloody kitchen accident.
You both overhear people talking about the political climate in Absalom. It seems Lord Omrys, a member of Absalom's Grand Council, tried to shut down the Convocation, claiming the "Pathfinder Convention" would bring only trouble to the city. The Decemvirate used their political connections to block his protests, but the city guard is on high alert for any problems.
Penda is able to make the vulture back away from a particularly tasty antelope carcass, and only return on her command. The druid wrangling the animals gives her a respectful nod.
You notice the menagerie has been significantly expanded over its normal size, as agents have brought exciting specimens from abroad, to both show off their own accomplishments and impress visitors to the Lodge.
Yable outperforms most of the other new field agents in the obstacle course, though he ends up with a bit of mud on his clothing when an agent slips and falls next to him.
Holgarin Smine, the venture-captain for Tymon in the River Kingdoms, holds the best time. You overhear someone mention, "I've never seen so many venture-captains show up in person. They say there's a spot open on the Decemvirate, maybe even two."
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A spot in the decemvirate? Time to expand my network. I think there a venture-captain who has a trading post in the mwangi.
Yâble does some networking.
Take 10 profession marchand 17.
And if he finds something of value.
Take 10 sleight of hand 18
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This would be a good time to find a way to bump into the others though.
Yable finds a small group of venture-captains. They're discussing the recent creation of a chamber in Skyreach tower to store the Sky Key. Apparently, it's been built without corners on the walls, floors, or ceiling. Marcos Farabellus will be presenting on discoveries madeas part of the keynote address later today.
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Well met Tyranius. You performed well also. I think I get my attention for detail from spending time surviving alone in the woods. When you have to depend on yourself for everything you develop such skills. Stormy seems to study Tyranius for a moment before commenting, I think we share an affinity for things natural. I believe you wear a holy symbol of Gozreh, yes?.
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Jayori chuckles ruefully. "Ah, I should know better then to argue mortal origins with Caydenites."
"Especially drunk ones." He adds, with a slight grin. "Which, of course, is all of them."
"Jayori Bissumbhur" He continues, by way of introduction.
"Are you here to listen to the lectures?" He asks, "Or are you here to deliver one?"
"Outside of the teachings of Irori, I'm afraid most of these topics are well above my humble head."
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Kailun takes a few moments to look Jayori up and down, noticing his heavy armor, weapons, and holy symbol. "You are a holy warrior?" he asks, but the question is rhetorical. Without waiting for a response, he continues, "Good, I look forward to working with Pathfinders who have a... refined moral compass. Too often I've been paired with those who would claim the ends justify the means, if they offer any explanation at all for their savage behavior." He crosses his arms and returns to watching the debates.
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I want try this sleuthing Yâble give back the purse of the paladin. "Hey mister, you drop this. I am Yâble by the way see you soon!"
Yâble than go sleuthing.
"so easy."
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Sir Laribold Croome, an immaculately dressed Taldan nobleman scrambles for cover behind a table, which his halfling manservant helpfully flips onto its side. Catching his breath, the Taldan fumbles for his monocle before addressing the nearby Pathfinders.
“Monsters and villains are attacking all over the grounds,” he states with perfect articulation, punctuated by a crossbow bolt that embeds itself in his makeshift barricade.
“Spread out, patrol the grounds, and snuff out trouble as you find it. If you should discover any clues about what the devil is going on, report back here at the base of Skyreach.”
He pulls his sword cane free from its sheath and raises it overhead. “Look alive, and show initiative,” he shouts before performing an elaborate dueling salute in the direction of an elephant and setting off after it.
The south campus is where the front gate is located, along with the monument to Durvin Gest and other landmarks. Most of the visitors were here when the attack began. The northwest campus is heavily wooded, and contains a number of important buildings. The northeast campus is smallest, and the dormitories are the most important landmark there.
Whichever location gets two votes first is where I'll send us.
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Peering up at the creatures as they fly overhead, Kailun squints, scouring his memory for any clues as to their identity or origin. He walks calmly over to Jayori and says, "Be calm. We're far from the highest priority targets in the compound, a tactical situation we should use to our advantage. I disagree on heading south, but if that's where everyone else wants to head, so be it. You see, defending a gate is only relevant when resisting a land-based assault. We should prioritize getting innocents out of harm's way before we mount our counterattack."
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As you move through the chaos of the crowd, you find yourself at the Menagerie, where the Society brings rare and exotic specimens from across Golarion. It is often the first glimpse of strange and unusual creatures that initiates experience before their first expedition. The Society’s finest naturalists have captured most of the creatures here for study—and in rare instances domestication. The scene is anarchic.
A shifting mass of tents and canvas tarpaulins covering dozens of pens and enclosures of varying sizes is pressed up against the lodge’s western wall. Wagons bearing food and supplies brought in from the city are parked nearby. Other wagons contain caged enclosures like those that used in a traveling circus. Larger tents cover metal cages of enormous size. To the east, the grass is compacted from regular foot traffic to the training grounds. A number of cages are already open, their occupants scattering across the grounds, and a few bodies lie on the ground, trampled, bit, or stabbed.
Four of winged, scaly creatures are here. One (with the purple border) holds a ring of keys, and is trying to unlock a cage containing a giant frog. Kailun recognizes these as Wyvarans, the unnatural combination of a wyvern and a kobold, though he knows little else about these exceptionally rare creatures. They snarl and brandish their spears as you approach.
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Yes, I grew up on the plains with the tribe of my father before my mother stole me away. As she was running we came into a raging storm where she was struck and killed by the lightning. There I lay smoldering in her arms as my father's tribe found me once again.
You are stormtouched then. the druid says with obvious reverence in her voice. I think that we would make good allies. she offers her hand to the cleric in friendship.