The God's Market Gamble CORE (Inactive)

Game Master Baerlie

Calvin stand near the door trying not to offend the Graycloak Captain.

Ha! I suppose a diplomacy is in order since Giovanni is aiding (oh boy).

Diplomacy: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (20) - 1 = 19

Wait...really? I did not expect that at all....

Oh wow. Giovanni, thanks for that. I can't believe I didn't even introduce us! Umm...How is your day? Gadget starts to stumble her speech after that huge dialog.

LOL!

"Yes, I remember the case. The victim was shot with a poisoned arrow. If you like you can talk to the evidence clerk. She has all the files on the case. A tall dark woman? That might be Parani, but she took a few days off." Runewulf answers.

"Parani? Quite a beautiful name. I know it might be a bit extraordinary of a request, but may we visit her personal quarters? Our time in the city is not that long, you see. We wouldn't have anything more than a couple questions for her."

Diplomacy to ask for aid: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

"I'm afraid that's not possible. She's not there in any case, she said she has a family emergency and left." and it's not in the scope of this adventure ;)

"The halfling said the Greycloaks took the body away. Do you have the body for us to examine? Or the arrow?"

and it's not in the scope of this adventure ;)

I must have played this a very long time ago, because I don't remember a thing about it, Lol!

"the arrow poison is done - the smell of it might be clue - but it canna hurt anyone anymore maybe Korizon interjects.

"That's true, several Greycloaks retrieved the body from the shop. I think it's better you talk to the evidence clerk as I don't remember every single piece of the case." Runewulf answers. "You will find everything in the files and for sure also the type of poison on the arrow."

Thank you for your time!

Gadget readies to move on to the evidence clerk.

"It's going to be a stinky clue at this point. Where do we find the evidence clerk's office?"

"Whooo?"

"The evidence clerk." Gwendolyn says without missing a beat.

Hera angrily ruffles her feathers.

Kevan nods. "Ok, let's find the evidence clerk and see what was cataloged."

Calvin gets in step with Kevan and grumbles under his breath. "I feel we are being lead in circle." The barbarian face getting stern.

You follow the directions to the evidence office and the cleark on duty retrieves the files from a locked room. The documents contains a statement from Friar Horace and the description of the poison which killed the man in Barleyhusk's shop. It was the venom of a large scorpion.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15

Large scorpion vemon, hrm? Gadget hands over the document to another. Doesn't tell us too much honestly. Perhaps we should move on to another lead? I feel we've exhausted our resources here.

"Maybe we should go to other mugging places for more clues?" Korizon asks, very plainly bored.

Perception, aid: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16

Kevan pages through several files. "Oh, come on , everyone at least look. There might be something here!"

Calvin groans but helps the cleric search thru the stack of papers.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15

"I am not sure what we are looking for. These forms look like a foreign language to me."

Perception to Aid: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15

"Hmm, now, what's this?"

perception (if it relates to visual acuity, otherwise -3): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

"Hmmm...."

Gwendolyn does not detect any magic auras on the pieces of evidence.

As there is really nothing more to find, do you want to see the other two guys?

Being orderly...I suggest we try find Friar Horace next, who is the master brewer at Erastil's Alehouse.

Gadget will thank the evidence clerk for her time.

Being orderly...I suggest we try find Friar Horace next, who is the master brewer at Erastil's Alehouse.

"HOOT!"

Gwen suspiciously eyes her excited owl and then casts the gaze to Giovanni and back.

"I suppose we should.... Thanks again."

With 3 Aids to her Perception, Gadget would have made the DC 20

Kevan stretches as they exit the evidence room and the Greycloak's headquarters. His hands find his flask and he takes a swig, savoring the Drunken Hero's blessing. "Excellent idea! I could use a drink!"

Giovanni pulls out a masterfully crafted darkwood flute and plays a light-hearted tune to compensate for the melancholy mood of the Greycloaks' station.

"Yes, to the mead hall." Calvin marches.

Korizon tries to dance to the tune as they walk, but it sort of looks like he has spasms and twitches. The only reason you think it is dancing is that he seems to hit the beat above half the time, and he adds, "Good dance tune"

perform dance: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (8) - 2 = 6

With 3 Aids to her Perception, Gadget would have made the DC 20

Oh, I thought you read the spoiler.

Gadget finds out that the statements from Baerleyhusk and Moltwin are missing in the files.

Erastil’s Alehouse is a thriving brewery and alehouse run by monks of Erastil. Located near the edge of the Avenue of the Hopeful, it’s currently a challenge to enter, with a mob of followers of a would-be-god crowding around the entrance hoping to catch a glimpse of the future godling drinking a swig of ale. A monk stands at the entrance blocking the path of some of the more aggressive followers who are trying to squeeze into the alehouse.

As you approach, the monk at the entrance looks up with a frustrated expression on his face. "I’m sorry, my friends, but the Alehouse is a mite full at the moment."

After you explained your need, the monk nods sympathetically and arranges for you to meet with Friar Horace in the alley behind the alehouse.

Friar Horace is a thin, precise man with a hawkish nose. His description of events is precise and to the point. "Aye, I saw
what happened; they attacked that Pathfinder right over there," the friar says as he makes a curt gesture to a patch of dirt in the alley behind the alehouse. "They were wearing gray cloaks, but I don’t think they were guards. Your friend was holding her own, but then someone shot her from that rooftop." He makes another precise gesture pointing to a building across the alley. "I called out for Brothers Ellis and Freel and grabbed my staff, but by the time I got outside, it was all over. We were able to help your friend back into the alehouse and Brother Freel went to fetch the Graycloaks. When Brother Freel tried to follow them, he found their cloaks discarded at the delivery entrance to the bakery. After that, things open up to the market proper and it’s almost impossible to follow anyone out there."

Kevan chuckles at the rancorous crowd. "See? Everyone wants to follow in the Drunken Hero's exploits!" He lifts his flank to toast the man hoping to join his god.

Meeting with the Friar, Kevan listens to his account. "So these were people pretending to be Graycloaks? Can we talk to the Brothers? Do you still have their cloaks?"

Calvin grunts. "An archer ... the first victim was killed by an arrow and now speak of an archer. Now we know what we are up against."

I'm back from DunDraCon!

Giovanni is smiling from ear to ear as the group makes its way through the crowd. "Well, haha! This is quite a merry place! And so many beautiful ladies..."

Then, turning his attention back to the group, he asks, "Are any of us good at... roof jumping? When I was a youth, it was all the rage, but I never indulged in the practice myself. If we aren't, I suppose we should keep our eyes on the sky from here on."

"Yes, let me get them for you." Friar Horace says and also calls for Brothers Ellis and Free.

The cloaks look like the greycloaks' cloaks.

The brothers describe what they saw, but can't add much more to what Friar Horace already said. They describe the archer as dark-skinned and as speaking a language they don't recognize, but they think it might be Osiriani or Kelish.

climbing up to the roof is a DC15 climb check

Korizon tries to climb up to the roof climb: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

and he tries again climb: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

and he tries again climb: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

Kevan blesses anyone who wants to try and climb up to find clues.

Guidance for anyone climbing.

Climb w/ Guidance: 1d20 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 + 1 = 4
Climb w/ Guidance: 1d20 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 + 1 = 17

"... he found their cloaks discarded at the delivery entrance to the bakery..."

"Where is the bakery?" Once the Frair tells him, Calvin will go over to search the area where the cloaks where discarded.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20

Gwen sends Hera to the rooftop in her stead and keeps an eye peeled to see where Calvin the barbarian is off to. If it's close enough (within sight/shouting distance of the rooftop) she may follow.

While most of the party climb up to the roof Calvin checks the entrance to the bakery. The bakery is not far away.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12

Gadget looks and searches around to no avail.

Korizon searches around and finds nothing.

perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30

"Hoot!" Hera plucks an arrow from a crack in the roof.

Kevan watches from the ground as the others climb up. Then he decides to check out the spot where the attack happened. He heads to the alley behind the alehouse and looks up to see where the shot much have come from. He looks around on the ground for any signs of the attack.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

Giovanni goes to assist his clerical friend.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

"Ay dios mio! This search would be so much more productive if that owl wasn't hooting so loudly..."

"HOOT!" Hera begins hopping up and down.

Gadget will inspect the arrow...carefully.

"Oh! Gadget! Good find, there!"