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The Exchange

Male CN Ratfolk Alchemist (Plague Bringer) 1 | HP 10/10 | AC 18 T 14 FF 15 | CMB -2, CMD 11 | F: +4, R: +5, W: +1 | Init: +3 | Perc: +7, SM: +1 | Speed 20ft (15ft Encumbered) | Bombs: 6/6 | Extracts: See Stat Block | Active conditions: None.

"Make us all better." Ivvem says sneering at the the three-armed ratfolk. "Maybe your human Master was kinder with his words, but do not think he had actual feelings for you."

I would honestly be ok with you slapping/striking Ivvem over this last comment. He can be a bit obnoxious. but please no crits, he does not have the HP to back up his mouth

Dark Archive

CN Ratfolk Level 4 Alchemist/Vexing Dodger |HP 29/29 | AC: 21 (+2 vs animals) T: 16 FF: 11| Fort +5; Ref +10; Will +0 * +3 vs poison & +1 alchemical weapons or harmful effects from drinking | Init: +5 | Perception: darkvision |Sense Motive: -1| CMB: 0 CMD: 15 | Special Abilities: Unnatural, Cornered Fury, I have 3 arms | Movement: 25ft Base 15ft Climb | Active Conditions: None

The little rat shrieks and goes ballistic, biting, slashing, and clawing at you. His size takes the edge from his blows but his fury is clear.

Attack Claw1: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20
Attack Claw2: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8
Attack Bite: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20
Attack Tail Blade: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Damage Claw1: 1d4 - 1 ⇒ (4) - 1 = 3
Damage Claw2: 1d4 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2
Damage Bite: 1d3 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2
Damage Tail Blade: 1d2 - 1 ⇒ (2) - 1 = 1

Silver Crusade

Male Half Orc 15- 2-Hand Fighter 7 Thug 5 Paladin 1 Exciter 1 Id Bloodrager 1

A booming voice cuts through the argument as a huge half orc strides up. Shining armour covers all 7 foot of his towering frame and a massive Earthbreaker is strapped to his back.

"As a Venture Captain I order you to stop this and start acting like good Pathfinders"

Intimidate: 1d20 + 35 ⇒ (20) + 35 = 55

He then picks up each rat in one massive hand
Grapple with 1 hand (provoking AoO): 1d20 + 21 - 4 ⇒ (7) + 21 - 4 = 24
Grapple with 1 hand(provoking AoO): 1d20 + 21 - 4 ⇒ (10) + 21 - 4 = 27

"Am I understood?"


"No blasters!" cries the barman, staring at a tableful of kineticists.

With a dab hand he quickly uses his damp, dirty towel to buff any of the blood, and germs into the bar-top veneer. "That's for the bar round back."

The Exchange

Male CN Ratfolk Alchemist (Plague Bringer) 1 | HP 10/10 | AC 18 T 14 FF 15 | CMB -2, CMD 11 | F: +4, R: +5, W: +1 | Init: +3 | Perc: +7, SM: +1 | Speed 20ft (15ft Encumbered) | Bombs: 6/6 | Extracts: See Stat Block | Active conditions: None.

"Let me down you overgrown suit of armor." Ivvem screams as the hulking half-orc lifts him with ease. "A brute like the lineage you come from." Ivvem stirs for a moment longer before calming.

"Fine." He submits.

Liberty's Edge

NG Human Extemporaneous occultist 2 | HP: 15/15 | AC: 15 (T 12, FF 13) | CMB: +4, CMD: 16 | F: +5, R: +2, W: +3 | Init: +2 | Perc: +4, SM: +4 | Speed 30 ft | Spells 1st 3/3 | Focus 8/8 | Active conditions: none

A younger human watches the exchange between the lab assistants and half-orc, shuddering some as the half-orc brings his full anger to bear. He leans over to the bar keep and asks, "That happen much here, or am I just here at the right time to see something rare?"


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"Nah, that's about par for the course. Next they'll all be talking about how cool it would be if they all set off for the 'Gallows of Madness' or the 'Emerald Spire' or some other stupidly dangerous place. It happens all the time. Synchronicity. You get a pacel of Tengu, or magical vigilante girls, or Shelyn Worshipers, and inevitably someone thinks they should all go on some adventure together, because they are the 'same' somehow, but 'different'. You'll see. You hang around long enough and four or five more guys with odd facial hair, or obtuse hard-to-pronounce classes, or something else will wander in, and you'll find yourself invited on 'an amaaaazing adventure' somewhere that continues the theme. Just you wait." the Publican says while rubbing the dirt, and stains deeper into the grain of the bar with his dirty dishtowel. One stain doesn't seem to budge so he spits on it, and rubs harder.

Liberty's Edge

Male Gnome Barbarian (brutal pugilist) 1 | hp 15 | AC 16 T 13 FF 14 | CMD 15 | F +5 R +2 W -1 (+2 v Illusion) | Spd 30' | Init +3 | KnNat +3, Perc +1 (low-light) |

A savage, three-foot-tall barbarian walks into the bar with a huge sword (relatively speaking) strapped to his back.


"See? What did I say?" says the Publican shielding his words from the new arrival with one hand.

Liberty's Edge

NG Human Extemporaneous occultist 2 | HP: 15/15 | AC: 15 (T 12, FF 13) | CMB: +4, CMD: 16 | F: +5, R: +2, W: +3 | Init: +2 | Perc: +4, SM: +4 | Speed 30 ft | Spells 1st 3/3 | Focus 8/8 | Active conditions: none

Yates looks over at the barkeep, lightly touching his beard. "My facial hair ain't that odd... is it?" He stops for a second, commenting, "But yeah, don't quite see how that was going to lead to an amazing adventure really looked like one of them wanted to disembowel the other."

He glances over at the new comer and comments back, "I, uh, don't see the resemblance..."


An Elf Wizard walks into the pub, heads straight to the bar, and asks the Publican I'll take a pint of ale and could you direct me to the job openings board?


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"Sure, friend."


Male Nord(Human) Level 3 Kineticist==Level 1 Arcane Duelist Bard==Level 1 Soul-Binder Summoner.

A Human Kineticist walks into the pub and flips a coin out of his pocket without touching it to a hooded masked dwarf, whispers "Raise the Colors", then proceeds to the bar. Sits down with hands on the bar table and a another gold coin flys out of his pocket and lands on the table and starts spinning, and ask the Publican lemon ale and direction to the job opening board.


Rivalry's End Compass Truthseeker 1

A man opens the doors to the lodge, looks around cautiously, spots the posting board, hurries over, quickly puts up a notice, and immediately rushes back out the way he came.

If anyone is curious and check the newly hung listing they find scratchings that are hard to make out, what little is obvious is Grandmaster Torch, Varisia, Riddleport, and Ouidda.

Looking for brave pathfinder's to take on Rivalry's End.

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Liberty's Edge

Male Human Investigator - 11 | F7 R11 W10 | hp:91/91 | AC:19 | I3 P25+d8 | WoMM:34 | LE | 124312-13

An elderly looking man enters the lodge.

Been a while since I have been here he says to himself as he heads for the bar.[/b]

He then introduces himself to the barkeep. Doctor John Smith, although most people just know me as The Doctor, or Professor. Do you have tea?


"Sorry, who?"

The Concordance

Female Human Sorcerer 5 / Pathfinder Savant 8 |HP 93/93| AC 23, TAC 14, FFAC 21, 15 CMD|Fort +13, Ref +13, Will +11|Init:2 Per +4|Spell Slots: 1 (7 Left), 2 (7 left), 3 (6 left), 4 (6 left), 5 (5 left), 6(3 left)|

Alexandra calls over from her table.

“I’m pretty sure that ‘tea’ is more of a what, unless you get the ghorans involved. Two cups please. Earl grey for me.”

Liberty's Edge

Male Human Investigator - 11 | F7 R11 W10 | hp:91/91 | AC:19 | I3 P25+d8 | WoMM:34 | LE | 124312-13

Earl Grey ... an excellent choice madame ... I too will have Earl Grey. He then pauses, pondering why she would request two cups.

The Concordance

Female Human Sorcerer 5 / Pathfinder Savant 8 |HP 93/93| AC 23, TAC 14, FFAC 21, 15 CMD|Fort +13, Ref +13, Will +11|Init:2 Per +4|Spell Slots: 1 (7 Left), 2 (7 left), 3 (6 left), 4 (6 left), 5 (5 left), 6(3 left)|

With a wave of their hand, both cups of hot brewed tea float towards her table. She takes one herself and taps whistles towards the ceiling. A tiny dragon clumsily flops down on the floor, shakes itself, then wraps its body around the hot mug.

“Glad to see this is still a place of excellent taste.”


"Here you go my lord Grey, three cups of tea for you the lady and the lizard."

Liberty's Edge

Male Human Investigator - 11 | F7 R11 W10 | hp:91/91 | AC:19 | I3 P25+d8 | WoMM:34 | LE | 124312-13

"Thank you very much" the Doctor replies, glancing towards the tiny lizard. He seems more interested in the dragon than the lady - after all ... that would be rude and ungentlemanly.

It is nice to be back in a civilization where one can get a decent cup of tea

Liberty's Edge

Commissioned Portrait | Female Half-Elf/Half-Varisian Unchained Rogue 5 | HP:31/33 | AC:18(/22 AoO), T14(/18 AoO), FF14 | CMD:14, FF10 | Saves:F2/R7*/W2 | Init:3 | Perc:13(/15 trap or foe) | SM:11 | Speed 30ft | Sneak Attack:3d6 | Inspired trait reroll 1/1 | Messenger bag reroll 0/1, Faction pin skill bonus 1/1 | Active Conditions: None

A shadow in a cloak darts in the door, pauses by the opening, and then seems to remember her manners. The cloak gets pushed off her head, revealing thick black wavy hair covered in a brightly colored Varisian scarf. She smiles disarmingly at the room in general before heading up to the bar to get an ale and listen for local gossip.

The Concordance

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N m Samsaran | Shaman (Speaker/Past) 6 | HP 45/45 | AC 16, t12, ff14 | F +5, R +6, W +11 | Init +7 | Perc +14 (low-light) | Stealth +3 | speed 30' | Spells: Cantrips/4, 1st/4, 2nd/4, 3rd/3| Lifebound | Active Conditions: ---

An elderly blue-skinned man wearing a simple cloak over exotic leather armor enters. He looks tired and takes a seat near an empty area.
Greetings. A cup of hot herbal tea, please.

My first 1e PbP PC. Excited to try 1e pbp! Anyone know where the image for VC Bakten the samsaran can be found in the alias pics?

Scarab Sages

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"Cheers." says a vaguely familiar-looking, blue-skinned man with a white top-knot from the next table over.

Currently it can't be found there. If you are just looking for something reasonably samsaran--aside from samsarans themselves, I would suggest looking through some of the many pale giants (like the Master of Leaves here), sylphs (an "air-touched" PC race), some of the less-grisly undead (certain ghosts or vampires in particular), fetchlings, and any appropriate-looking air- or water-related genie-kind.

Silver Crusade

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Female Elf Ranger 2/Transmuter 5/Eldritch Knight 3 | hp ¯\_(ツ)_/¯/79 | AC 23 T 16 FF 18 | CMD 27 | F +9 R +10 W +7 (+2 v Ench) | Spd 30' {60'} (Run x5) | Init +6 | Kn(Arc, Geo, His, Loc, Nat, Pla, Rel) +8*, Perc +14* (low-light), Scrft +10 (+12 ID), SensM +1* | Arcane Bond 1/1 | boots of spd 10/10 | wand of clw 14/50 | wand of cmw 9/11 | *Favored Enemy (human) +2 | bless, haste 7rds, life bubble 18hrs

Further into the tavern Shamus notes an elf watching him, but she doesn't say anything, and turns away a moment later.

Shamus Shandy wrote:

An elderly blue-skinned man wearing a simple cloak over exotic leather armor enters. He looks tired and takes a seat near an empty area.

Greetings. A cup of hot herbal tea, please.

My first 1e PbP PC. Excited to try 1e pbp! Anyone know where the image for VC Bakten the samsaran can be found in the alias pics?

If you are really, really set upon that particular image you can try to find something close--or just a meaningful object amid the icons, and then set up your tag line, like Shonne here, with a link (like hers that reads: Female Elf) to the image you would have liked to use were it available.

The Concordance

NG f Sylph Sky Druid 7 | HP 45+9/51 | AC 22, t14, ff18 | F +7, R +7, W +10 | Perc +13 (Darkvision 60') | Init. +6 | Resist: Sonic 5, Elec 10 | Stealth +10 | speed 30', fly 60' | CMB +5 CMD 19 | cold-iron arrows x20 | Active Conditions: Aspect/falcon, Delay Poison, barkskin +3 (70 mins), resist energy (fire), haste, PfE

A slender blue-skinned woman with bluish-white flowing hair enters. Her long hair wisps around as if surrounded by a slight breeze. She wears leather armor decorated with chains of woodland flowers. A glassy black stone scimitar hangs at her hip and a longbow that appears to be crafted of a live branch is slung over her back.
Hiya. I'm Návi. I've been around for quite some time but have never been to this tavern. She says cheerfully.
I hope you have some fine elven wine here.


Iron Gods: Iron maps;

Venture-Captain Dennel Hamshanks hits the wooden counter with a hand "I need some agents to convince an Andoren druid named Hemzel to allow the Pathfinder Society to study his recently discovered lorestone"

"This should be an easy mission, but it is very important to as, because that minor magical item is said capable to unlock some of the mysteries of the ancient Andoren druid circles" Dennel looks around looking for potential agents.

Offering a #0-23: Tide of Morning Core Campaign game. Preferred Tier 4-5, but levels 1-3 feel free to apply.

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Silver Crusade

Human Male | VA | Auckland, New Zealand | UTC+12 | 124312 | SFS1e 7-10 | PFS1e 6-19 | PFS1e 1-46

I should make a Core PC sometime - have a number reserved for a Core rogue. Unfortunately my Core sorc was killed in the first game.

Envoy's Alliance

female Halfling Witch 1

A cheerful looking halfling in her mid fifties enters the tavern. You see a small weasel wrapped around her shoulders.

She sniffs the air and sighs in pleasure. "Earl Grey. How marvelous" she proceeds to the bar and orders a cup.

Verdant Wheel

Liger the Umpteenth, CN (any) Leshy Eldritch-Trickster Rogue/Sorcerer 1 | HP 3/17| AC 17| F+4 R+8 W+6| Perc(E) +6 darkvision, low light vision | Stealth(T) +6 speed 25| Hero Points: 1| Active Conditions:none

A purple mushroom, with four stumpy protrusions reminiscent of two arms and two legs, pushes open the door and walks in from the road. He is wearing a furry cape, and a small attache case dangling proudly with what most would consider to be slightly shiny, but otherwise useless, junk. Looking around he notices the bar and starts to walk towards it imperiously, tilting what appears to be his head in a manner reminiscent of pompous nobility.

As he reaches the bar he calls out with an air of authority. "Good day to you, proprietor of this here establishment. My name is Liger the Umpteenth, Domina of Ligeran, and Monarch of over 10,000 subjects." he pauses for a moment, as though expecting to be recognized by name, then continues. "Once you have finished prostrating yourself before me; as befitting the difference in our stations. I give you permission to serve me some of your purportedly excellent ales. As well as to bring me a suitably high throne from which I may gaze upon my future subjects."

He then turns as though surveying the room, the slight crinkling of his mushroom-gills suggestive of a smile as he thinks to himself. This is an excellent first step towards proving I am a God-King. Soon, they will beg to serve me... And of course I, the ever humble and gracious sovereign, will grant them such a wish.

Scarab Sages

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...is a worthless concept ...is a cynical scam gestalt Ghul Lord/Warlock/Truenamer/Psychic/Wild Mage

In the far corner of the room is a Closet.
It's always been there.
Nobody ever goes there.
Nobody knows what's in it.
Why, now, is the baleful glow of eerie starlight beginning to emanate from the crack beneath the door...?


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VC - Sydney, Australia

"WHAT'S HE DOING IN THERE!!!?"

Liberty's Edge

Male Human Investigator - 11 | F7 R11 W10 | hp:91/91 | AC:19 | I3 P25+d8 | WoMM:34 | LE | 124312-13

The man who calls himself 'The Professor' is observing all of this with interest.

Dark Archive

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LN Halfling Investigator Secretary 7 | HP: 29/45 | AC: 19 (T 13, FF 16) Concealed | CMB: +5, CMD: 17 | F: +6, R: +10, W: +9 (+2 vs illusion) | Init: +2 | Perc: +17+1d6, SM: +15+1d6 | Speed 30ft (20 w/ pack) | Extracts:TBD | Inspiration 4/8 | Active conditions: Displacement

A halfling sitting at one end of the inn drinking a cup of tea and going over paper work looks over at the closet and gives a sigh. She shuffles through her bag and pulls out a ream of papers and walks over to it before knocking on the door. "Ahem. Pardon my intrusion but did you properly submit and get approval on a form C1053(t) for this activity? Outside of certain express activities, such as hiding your sexuality, or emergency situations, the Society forbids uses of closets without prior permission. I have a copy of the papers here if you want to submit them immediately. It's a 5,000 gp fine if you are found to not be in compliance with he rules."

She then slides the 20 pages of papers or so under the door and then turns abmnd walks away.


Female Halfling Paladin (Hospitaler) 2 / Oracle () 1 / Unchained Monk (Scaled Fist) 2 | HP: 50/50| AC: 17/17/14|Init: +3| Perc: +7| Fort: +12| Ref: +10| Will: +11| CMB: +4| CMD: 15| Fist +7;1d4| Range: +7;1d4|
Skills:
Acro:+9| App:+0|Bluff:+3|Clim:+0| Diplo:+3|Disguise:+3|E.A:+7| H.A:+3| Heal:+2| Inti:+3|K.Arc:+4|K.Reli+4|K.Eng+8|K.Geo+8|K.Non+4||Ling:+0|Ride:+3|SM:+6|Sl eight:+3|Spell:+5|Stealth:+14| Sur:+3| Swim:+0| UMD:+9|

Calmly he walks over and padlocks the door.

Then he begins making a makeshift barricade approximately 100 ft away.

Liberty's Edge

Commissioned Portrait | Female Half-Elf/Half-Varisian Unchained Rogue 5 | HP:31/33 | AC:18(/22 AoO), T14(/18 AoO), FF14 | CMD:14, FF10 | Saves:F2/R7*/W2 | Init:3 | Perc:13(/15 trap or foe) | SM:11 | Speed 30ft | Sneak Attack:3d6 | Inspired trait reroll 1/1 | Messenger bag reroll 0/1, Faction pin skill bonus 1/1 | Active Conditions: None

Althea finishes her ale, notices the kobold locking the door and is NOT okay with that. She attempts to unlock it.
Disable Device: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28
She holds up the lock and makes eye contact with the Kobold. "Mine now. It's rude to lock people in." then goes back to the bar and decides that Earl Grey smells DELICIOUS, so orders one for herself as well.

She intentionally ignores the glowing closet door, unless anyone starts to head towards it.

The Concordance

NG f Sylph Sky Druid 7 | HP 45+9/51 | AC 22, t14, ff18 | F +7, R +7, W +10 | Perc +13 (Darkvision 60') | Init. +6 | Resist: Sonic 5, Elec 10 | Stealth +10 | speed 30', fly 60' | CMB +5 CMD 19 | cold-iron arrows x20 | Active Conditions: Aspect/falcon, Delay Poison, barkskin +3 (70 mins), resist energy (fire), haste, PfE

One of Návi's eyes goes wide in slight surprise as she turns towards the strange closet that is garnering a lot of attention.

Do strange things like that happen often around here? That closet isn't going to release demons from another plane, right?

And I thought The Dotting Inn was exciting. She says to no one in particular.

Scarab Sages

...is a worthless concept ...is a cynical scam gestalt Ghul Lord/Warlock/Truenamer/Psychic/Wild Mage

Slowly, something materializes ex nihilo onto the surface of the Closet door.

It looks like a single, iridescent purple star.

Liberty's Edge

Male Human Investigator - 11 | F7 R11 W10 | hp:91/91 | AC:19 | I3 P25+d8 | WoMM:34 | LE | 124312-13

Now that is extremely interesting The Doctor gets up and moves towards the closet to closely examine the star.

He also answers Navi's question. Since this is my first visit here m'lady. I cannot be sure. But I am quite convinced that there are no demons on the other side. The thaumic signature does not match a Hellmouth. As for the Dotting Inn, please, do tell


Oathbreaker's Die! gameplay Oathbreakers Die! Maps and Slides

The star looks important.


Male Half-Elf Rogue-1

A dark brown haired tan face with a thin beard peers through the tavern's door, his brown eyes darting from side to side. A few seconds later, the rest of his body, clad in a leather armor follows in.

Aiming down is a good way to avoid trouble. If you are lucky, nobody will remember you. A pearl of wisdom that Telaurion has found quite useful so far.

This time, the half elf is actually looking forward to finding someone. Not anybody in particular, though, but a patron who could offer him a better reward than his previous... jobs have provided.

He does not aim up until he reaches the bar.

"I've heard this place is good to find a beer and a job", he says, playing with a gold piece. "Do you know anybody who might accept the former and offer the latter?", he asks.

Liberty's Edge

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Commissioned Portrait | Female Half-Elf/Half-Varisian Unchained Rogue 5 | HP:31/33 | AC:18(/22 AoO), T14(/18 AoO), FF14 | CMD:14, FF10 | Saves:F2/R7*/W2 | Init:3 | Perc:13(/15 trap or foe) | SM:11 | Speed 30ft | Sneak Attack:3d6 | Inspired trait reroll 1/1 | Messenger bag reroll 0/1, Faction pin skill bonus 1/1 | Active Conditions: None

Althea eyes the Half-Elf man favorably and quietly tells him "Don't pass it around too much, but I swung an assignment to a vault of wonderous riches left by a retiring Pathfinder! They only want us to retrieve 1 item for them, the rest is up for grabs. I could probably get you in, if you're interested."

Telaurion, the GM is saving a space for you but only until Sunday!

Grand Archive

Male Elf (Seer) Wizard 1

Adran walked into the bar and up to the bartender and asked, “Good evening friend, are there any jobs in need of a Wizard’s abilities that you know of?”

Grand Archive

Male Elf (Seer) Wizard 1

Adran added, “I’ll purchase a mug of your finest ale if it will sweeten the deal - are there any groups of adventurers in need of a Wizard’s services leaving soon?”

Liberty's Edge

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Female CG Gnome Kineticist 10 | HP 133/133 | NL dmg: 0 | AC 22*, T 16*, FF 17 | CMB +7, CMD 20 | Fort +16, Ref +14, Will +6* | Init +7 | Perception +16, Sense Motive +2 | Speed 20ft | Burn: 0/9 | IB: 1/1 | Active conditions: none

"Whoopee! I'm back!" A bright peach gnome zips up to the bar. "I want the smoothest, fruitiest drink you got! Bonus if it packs a whollop! Whoo! I had some wild times on my last assignment. Hooee!" She turns to the folks who are eyeing this explosion of energy and sound in their midst. "Hi guys! How's it going? Pai Shecks. Pleased to greet you!"

Grand Lodge

Male Half Elf Cleric-16/ Ranger-1 (HP 157/157; AC:25, T:14, FF:22; Fort:+18(+20) Ref:+14 Will:+22; Init+5; Perception+28) {i} {0/11 channels used, 2/3 rod-q, 0/3 rod-x, 0/32 hops, 0/11 inspired word +2, pyrex 0/1 might 0/1 } {fly, death ward, prot evil circle, resist fire 30/50min }

A tall somber looking half-elf enters the place and observes the activities. ...

"By the Keeper of the First Vault! Remember this is a Pathfinder Lodge established for the sharing of knowledge and cooperation...not a common bar catering to any unprincipled sod from the street. Please people respect the dignity of Master Flaxseed and this place! .“ .. He proceeds upstairs to the rooms reserved for venture-captains.

Scarab Sages

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Female CG Human (Chelaxian) Fighter 13 | HP 161/161 | AC 28, T 17, F 25 | CMB +18 (+26 with heavy blades), CMD 35 (38 vs disarm, sunder) | F +21, R +13, W +19 (+2 vs death effects, +3 vs fear) | Init +10 | Perc +20, SM +3 | Speed 30ft | Active conditions: none

*BANG* *BANG* “Let me in! You won’t keep me out forever, you know!”

Seeker Agent Eadie Navhelan stops hammering on the VENTURE-CAPTAINS ONLY door to let the grave Abadarian bishop pass inside.

“Good evening, VC Hugo. My, your gold belt buckle looks flash! Kinda matches the yellow of your teeth.”

Once he’s passed inside though, the door’s punishment begins anew. *BANG* *BANG* “Hey, you lot inside! I’d make a better VC than Drandle Dreng!”

Liberty's Edge

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Female CG Gnome Kineticist 10 | HP 133/133 | NL dmg: 0 | AC 22*, T 16*, FF 17 | CMB +7, CMD 20 | Fort +16, Ref +14, Will +6* | Init +7 | Perception +16, Sense Motive +2 | Speed 20ft | Burn: 0/9 | IB: 1/1 | Active conditions: none

Pai stares in utter befuddlement at the stuffy half-elf as he issues his denouncement of good, clean fun. (Hey, she never drinks more than she can handle!) Who stuck a rod up _his_ robes? I _am_ sharing information and cooperating! Can't I have fun while I do it?

She bursts out laughing at the antics of the lady banging on the door, though. "Woooohoohoohoohoo! You tell 'em, lady! Hahahahahaa!"

Dark Archive

HP:16+ 108/108 | AC: 25 (19T/19FF) | Fort +14, Ref +16, Will +10 | Initiative: +11 | CMB: 11 | Perception +38 +1d6 (+2 vs traps) Trap Spotter 10' | Sense Motive +30 +1d6 | BUFFS: Clear Ear, Bloodboil Pill | Re-Roll: 1/1

Barely looking askance from making corrections to the latest issue of the Pathfinder Chronicle, the sharp-eyed detective reaches out for his tea. He slowly stirs the honey before he lifts the vessel from the saucer and takes a sip. "Eadie, you must add more to your repertoire than merely the application of varying degrees of volume and violence. I had thought that after our time together you would have learned the value of subtlety."

Grand Lodge

Male Half Elf Cleric-16/ Ranger-1 (HP 157/157; AC:25, T:14, FF:22; Fort:+18(+20) Ref:+14 Will:+22; Init+5; Perception+28) {i} {0/11 channels used, 2/3 rod-q, 0/3 rod-x, 0/32 hops, 0/11 inspired word +2, pyrex 0/1 might 0/1 } {fly, death ward, prot evil circle, resist fire 30/50min }

Bishop Hugo nods to the woman.

Agent Navhelan, you have great potential and some day you may yet gain entrance to the ranks of Venture-Captain.
However, this incessant banging would be more likely to break into Abadar's First Vault than earn your entry beyond. All regulations and protocols would suggest you seek missions to showcase your talents and value to the Society. In the meanwhile, please try to keep the noise levels down to a dull roar.

The half-elf bows and steps into the room.

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