The Red Arm of Absalom - Ongoing Campaign (Inactive)

Game Master GM Red

Much like a certain set of goblins, eh?

The next morning D. is having the breakfast.
It wasn't particularly Tien standard, but it would do.

When the parrot spoke up Did you say fruit?!, he softly mutters to Uesugi, out of hearing of the others:
"その鳥は果物だ"

The scene of Mr. Peppers' slave driver comment amused him, him being apologetic was different from being moody and all scholarly.

Sirettis hesitates a bit as the door opens and the breeze blows. She was still focused on the wind's words last night, and Isa's many attempts to communicate with her. Feeling the wind blow through the town was a relief. Besides, she was surrounded by friends. Allies. Not tools.

Sirettis takes a keen look at Gellion. Finally, someone I can help. She studies his mood carefully...

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20

"You have been through a lot, Gellion. I do not know how or why, but you were affected by a terrible outside force. It will take time for you to fully recover from your ordeal but when you do your mind will be strengthened. We are members from the Pathfinder Society, and we will be glad to aid you in any way we can. My name is Sirettis."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

She's a complete stranger from out of town, ranting about an outside force. He almost killed his parents and his friends, mumbling about worms. How could a handful of her words affect him?

Once outside, away from the prying eyes and bat-like ears of Alcie, Mr Peppers casts a quick spell to clean any crumbs and sticky fingers that remain from breakfast. He adjusts his cloak to shield himself from the cool morning breeze and half turns towards Cup. "Thanks for backing me up with Alcie, I guess I should know better about saying anything that could be taken the wrong way." He quickly checks again to see if he's being watched. "I think if anyone in this town could start a lynching it would be [her]." He nods his head back in the direction of the inn.

Temple

Mr Peppers heads inside at the back of the group, casting a quick spell before entering. He looks around the temple scanning for any new, and exciting magical auras. I think I'm an addict.. Nah. Once he's finished he greets Ildris and Nolaria and heads back to see the rest of the children and Gellion. He stands and leans against a wall as Sirettis and Cup speak with him.

Cup sits next to both Gelly and Nolaria.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20

She holds Gelly's hand. This poor child! So lost! How he must blame himself!

"Gelly and Nolaria, I know what it's like to grow up and not fit in. After Daddy died, I was adopted by the most wonderful family of halflings imaginable. So gentle and kind! But they are terrified by me adventuring in the wider world. They don't understand what it means to be a gnome, with fey magic wild inside and a biological imperative to roam and see what the world has to offer."

She swallows. "After my mom disappeared on an expedition to protect Umov, my dad played it 'safe'. He turned his back on adventure. He devoted himself to running a local tea shop. He tried to shut the wild part of himself off. It didn't work. He..." Cup tries to keep her composure. "He... bleached. He faded away, little by little and died because he denied who he really was."

She turns to Nolaria. "You and Gelly... You may be both human, but I don't think that you're that different from gnomes. You're both filled to the brim with arcane magic. You're beautiful, powerful and wild. You've just had a scare, but I think that may have been because neither of you has had anyone to mentor you in Saringallow. Magic can be dangerous, sure... but it's also a thing of beauty that can heal and help people."

Cup looks at them both beseechingly. "You two have gifts. Don't turn your back on those gifts. If you decide that you want training, we have a faction of Pathfinder Society dedicated to helping powerful magical practitioners gain control of their talents and bringing them to full flower. Zarta may be a little weird, but then who like us isn't? She will get you training and give you the opportunity to use the talents the gods gave you!"

She readjusts her glasses. "In the Dark Archive, we track down dangerous magical items, artifacts, and spellbooks, and promote the learning, and study of obscure spells. In darkness can lay the seeds to enlightenment. In darkness of earth, seeds germinate. In darkness of imagination, ideas are born. Gelly's soul was buried in a dark place, but he can come out of it wiser and stronger. You both can grow and flower. Please... Will you two consider the Pathfinder Society when you're older? We would all love to have you."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22

"Cup speaks the truth. The Pathfinder Society is a great place to learn and develop your gifts. Good things, big and small can be accomplished with the help of a bit of magic. So I hear..."

Diplomacy Aid: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8 Am I coming off as a bit too excited to talk about magic with someone from this town?

Sense Motive?: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14

Diplomacy/promote the Dark Side Archive: 1d20 ⇒ 20
Oh... >;)

D. sits leaning back, finger tips against one another of the other hand.

"She is right. There are peculiar items brought in after our...'excursions', of which the studies can reveal interesting secrets.
If you are looking for an opportunity to develop your skills, it is the place that busies itself the most with discoveries."

He lets his empty plate and cutlery slowly rise from the table into the air, letting them whirl with increased velocity, before they come to a dead stop, pointing at them.

"That place offers plenty of space for those with latent talents. It'd be a waste to let it lie around."

The plate and cutlery, lower themselves back onto the table.

Gellion continues his forward stare, expressionless as Cup holds his hand and speaks to him. He manages a few words, not wanting to rudely ignore anyone. "I... can't think of such things right now. I'm sorry. .... For everything." He sounds deeply remorseful and ashamed of what he's done.

Nolaria is much more open to the idea, and a smile grows on her face as she listens to Cup speak, her eyes wide. She's even more enamored with the idea when D floats and accelerates kitchen supplies in midair. "If the Pathfinder Society can promise me a life of adventure, I can assure my father that I will spread Erastil's blessings outside of Saringallow and even Isger. He's the only one who may object to this, but he'll learn to live with it. You can definitely count me in. Gellion is more knowledgeable with the arcane than I, but searching for dangerous magical artifacts for the Dark Archive in faraway places..." She swoons. "And developing my magical talents... Oh, I only wish I could begin right now!"

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20

Nolaria raises an eyebrow at Mr. Peppers. "Oh come on, I'm not fooled at all. I can see that fancy spellbook peeking out of your pack. And the whole bit about confusing alchemy with the arcane ... Don't think I've forgotten!"

Gellion manages the tiniest of grins when he sees how excited Nolaria is, but his remorse isn't the sort of thing to disappear overnight.

Yup, faction goal completed!

Can that be marked off on both our cards, or only on Cup's?

"Slowly, yet surely, you will understand how to use your abilities to aid others." Sirettis is patient, a bit hesitant. "But I know you, Gellion, and your-friends will make a formidable group."

"Take your time, Gellion. I think we are all glad to see you alive." Clearly he has much to consider, and much to discuss.

With that Sirettis leans back and lets the other members do the talking. She watches Isa play with the parrot and the raven.

Mr Peppers smiles at Nolaria then gives a confused look around the rest of the room. "I'm not quite sure what you're talking about young one. These books are full of notes about our trip here. Clues we gathered to locate you all yesterday. We got to meet everyone's parents, very nice people. Especially yours Gellion, they're home safe and sound and would love to see you I'm sure. Should we have them stop by?"

He then pulls out a book and hands it to Nolaria "Here have a look, see for yourself." He hands her his spellbook, just to see if she can read anything.

Nolaria takes the book from Mr. Peppers and flips through it. She pauses on the page with the Light spell for a moment, thne looks up at Mr. Peppers and smiles sweetly. "This is clearly really is a spellbook. I don't use spellbooks myself, I rather pray to Erastil to be able to use magic, but I know how to read magic!" She shuts the book and hands it back to Mr. Peppers. "Is this a test to see how fit I am for the Dark Archive your friends spoke of?"

"As for Gellion's parents, he's too upset to even face them right now. I will head over and let them know soon, and then they'll likely insist on coming back here to make sure he's okay anyway."

She stands up from the bed and whispers to Mr. Peppers. "Listen, I have something more to tell you about Gellion, but I don't want to bring this up in front of him. If you and your friends follow me back out in the temple auditorium, we'll have a better chance to discuss what we need to."

"Take your time, Gellion." Sirettis stands up. "Isa, come." She turns to leave the room and heads toward the auditorium.

"Spellbook? My mistake, I must have given you the wrong book. In any case, its good to be able to read magic, whether you use it or not. Just as its good to be able to read and write Elven, or Gnomish, or Tien, or any language. Knowledge lets you make better decisions in life, for you and for others." He glances down at Gellion, then collects his spellbook and holds it up under his arm.

"Its very kind that Erastil grants you his blessings, your father taught you well. Lets let Gellion rest a bit." He motions for everyone to leave into the next room. He'll pull up a chair and take a seat, pulling out his journal this time and ink and pen.

Cup gives Gelly's hand one last squeeze. "It's going to take time for you to get through this, but you will. Why else would all your friends -- including me -- believe in you?"

"It's time for me to go, but I'll be back!"

Cup gets up, holds out a hand for her little feathered dragon, and follows the others.

Gellion reacts with a subtle nod but stays put on the bed as you walk out.

You head back out into the main temple area with Nolaria. Once she's sure Gellion is out of earshot, she begins explaining. "I don't mean to diminish your heroic feats in Saringallow so far, but I need to tell you that we.. May need more help."

"You see, my cousin Nixa, who's been visiting us from out of town, was also a victim of Gellion's abductions. I haven't seen her in days. I overheard Gellion rambling about his plans to do this and I saw him dragging Nixa in the direction of the woods outside of town. I dare not venture there alone... Sightings of goblins have been rumoured out there as of late."

"You may want to ask the Mayor for further details."

Father Ildris walks up from behind the altar. "Oh, and before you leave, I hear Gallix here could use a magical blessing to restore his strength?"

That Night

Despite his extreme exhaustion from the events of their long, long first day in Saringallow, Gallix tosses and turns restlessly throughout the night, his dreams plagued by scores of tiny insects crawling all over him. In his dream, he imagines himself under the effects of his mutagen, but, despite his boosted strength, his strikes are totally ineffective against the swarming insects. Just as he feels he is about to succumb completely to the swarms, Gallix's old teacher, Master Havodi, appears before him, his typical stern look firmly in place. "Fool! What do you think you're doing? Your pathetic attacks won't do anything here. You might as well strike the sea!" Gallix looks at the old man, confused and ashamed, especially confused because the old Vudrani man is speaking in Common, which Gallix knows he never did. Must be a dream, he thinks, The old man hasn't hit me yet.

*smack* Even in his dreams, the old man's punch still hurts. "Forgot I could read your mind, did you?" the old man growls, "Stupid of you." Gallix looks down to regain his breath and realizes the swarms have disappeared. "They're gone!"

"Of course they're gone, Idiot. I sent them away. You won't need them to teach you. You need me." A mischievous grin spreads across the old man's face. "Now, what did you learn today?"

Gallix stands in silence for a moment, reviewing his day and the weakness he had felt over and over again when affected by the poisons. After a moment, he speaks up, "I won't always have my strength."

"Not that that's anything to write home about," the old man sneers, "But that's correct. So what do you do when you can't hit things as hard?"

"I don't know! Try again?" *smack*

"Don't be a smart-ass. You don't try again. You hit them again. Quickly. Like this!"

*smacksmack* "See? I can hit you twice in the time you were hitting things once! Watch, I'll do it again!" *smacksmack* "Hurts doesn't it?" *smacksmack* "Are you getting this, Idiot? You could do this too!" *smacksmack* "Now get off your ass and do it!" *smacksmack*

The next morning

Gallix jerks awake on the floor of his hotel room, his entire body feeling like it's covered in bruises. He sits up stiffly and leans against the wall. Always good to see you again, old man. Gallix manages to get to his feet and grab his gear, then heads down to the common area. From what Alcie tells him, the rest of the group seems to have already had breakfast and headed to the temple to check on the other apprentices, so Gallix just pops into the kitchen quickly to grab some coffee and whatever is left of the meat. When he sees Morvinarr back at work in the kitchens, Gallix smiles and pats the burly young man on the back. "Glad to see you up and about, kid. Thanks for the grub!"

Temple

Gallix arrives at the temple just as the others are starting to make their way out. "How are the kids? How's...?" The grim expressions on the others' faces tells him enough about how Gellion is doing. The boy had been through some tough stuff. He would need time. Might even make some more mistakes during that time. Gallix certainly had. He would give the boy his space for now.

Gallix turns to the others. "Hold on just a minute, guys. I'm just gonna see if the Father can patch me up. I feel a bit better after a night's rest, but still not in top shape." He enters the temple and finds Father Ildris. "Morning, Father! Any chance you could hit me with another of those re-strength-ifying spells like you did yesterday? Nolaria said you might even do it on the house! I got gold if you can't, though."

Mr Peppers greets Gallix "Good morning Gallix. Seems somehow you and Uesugi escaped the wrath of an early wakeup call from Miss Cup. We're off to speak with the Mayor, collect that payment and other such things. See how things are getting along." He listens then heads back inside with you.

"If Erastil is feeling particularly generous today, and you've restored Gallix here to his full mighty self, I could use a bit of strength returned as well. If not then I can probably get by so long as I'm not asked to do any heavy lifting."

Still missing 1 Str bringing me to a 9. Not the end of the world for a caster but if Father is buyin' then Mr Peppers gets in line behind Gallix. PS: Great post Gallix!

"Nixa." Sirettis mumbles the name. "I understand. We will find out what happened to her. Could you give us a physical description? Any obvious traits?"

Ha! Sorry Red, Gallix's dream sequence got me distracted from your post and you know.. the storyline.

Mr Peppers records the information down in his journal in his fluid Elven script. "Hrm, it appears the story doesn't end here." He nods in agreement with Sirettis "A picture or description of Nixa would be helpful of course. Does she also share any odd 'abilities' like you and Gellion?"

Nolaria shakes her head at Mr. Peppers. "Unlike me and Gellion, she has no interest in magic or the arcane. She carries a longsword and a small shield and uses her raw strength to overcome foes. She's about as tall as I am and has dark hair and hazel eyes. I haven't got a picture with me, sorry, but if you're heading into the woods, the Mayor may have more details about what to watch out for."

Father Ildris reaches over and touches Gallix on his shoulder with a glowing palm. "Indeed, after saving our apprentices, you may stop by every day for a blessing or two, completely on us."
Lesser restoration: 1d4 ⇒ 1

Oh dear. Do you want him to cast it again? He can cast twice per day for free.

Gallix feels some of his strength return to him as Father Ildris lays his glowing palm upon his shoulder. The feeling creates a surge of power that runs through his veins. It almost reminds him of the way the reagents in his mutagen course through him to give him strength, but there is no drain on his mental capabilities, such as they are. Indeed, Gallix feels purified by this power, and he inhales deeply in enjoyment of the return of power. After a moment of testing his body and flexing, he recognizes that he is still not to his full potential. "Ah...Father? I don't mean to be a bother, but I think I'm still a bit shy of my full strength. I appreciate Erastil's blessing, but is there a chance I could get another hit? Peppers, I know you're not at full strength either, but...well...you don't exactly rely on your body to do what you do right? Do you mind?"

Sorry to be selfish, Peppers. Do you mind if I take the second freebie? I promise I'll do all the heavy lifting for you. :)

Mr Peppers takes down the description of Nixa, then eyes up Nolaria to get an idea on her height and takes that down as well. "Thanks, take good care of Gellion, we'll check in later I'm sure."

Seeing one deflated bicep remaining he gestures Gallix forward. "No no you need those muscles more than I. Especially with all the heavy lifting and bug bites I'm sure that are to come. I'll be fine." He thanks Father for his help.

Ildris chuckles. "There is no shame in wanting multiple blessings. Let's see if I can focus a little more here." He closes his eyes and uses both palms this time as he touches Gallix's chest, sending positive down his arm and into Gallix. His chest glows brightly as the magic takes effect.

Lesser restoration: 1d4 ⇒ 4

"There you go. Much better."

Nolaria nods. "After I speak with Gellion's parents, I'll come back and stay with him for the rest of the day. He needs all the support he can get."

Uesugi enters the temple just as the Priest begins to place his hands upon the barbarian's shoulders.

It would seem that I have made good time

His mind still weighed the events of last night.

The children are just pieces in this game of shogi. And now that we have emerged as the gote in this game the sente will work from the shadows.*

Uesugi looked at the group and noticed that one was missing.
"Where is the trickster? Did no one wake him?" of those assembled the night's rest had down them well. All of them seemed to have a stronger ki about them something that had been less visible just last night. He felt it himself as well. He wondered if the others would laugh at this but he did not think so. The ki that flowed through them could only be felt not actually held or touched. It was like the wind blowing. It was all around. One could not see it. But it could be felt. He knew the spirit out of all them would understand this the easiest.

"What have we learned?" Uesugi's voice had a hint of irritation in it although his face remained as stoic as ever.

*refers to a Japanese variant of chess. Gote being the player who moves first. Sente being the player who moves second.

"Good morning Uesugi. Sleep well? I hope you had breakfast, Alcie would be very angry with you if you hadn't." He quickly looks around "And I didn't say that..." He then hands him his journal. "I've taken notes, have a read to get caught up."

"Ahhh! That'll do it! Thanks again, Father." The smile Gallix gave the priest turned do a dark scowl as he turned to Peppers. "Don't joke about bug bites, please. Yesterday was...less than my finest hour to say the least. I've got a couple ideas of how to make today better, though." He paces over to Nolaria and places a hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry. We'll find Nixa and make sure she's okay. Just like you and the others. So," he says, turning to the others, "to the mayor's office then? And after that there's a couple things I'd like to pick up around town."

Sirettis exhales, slowly and carefully. Even the tallest castle crumbles under the tornado of inevitability. It was time to accept where the wind blew her, even if she didn't want it.

"There is still one more person we need to find. Her name is Nixa. Her last known wareabouts are the forest not too far from town."

Uesugi opens the journal and quickly returns the book back to the elf.

小精靈認為我是在他的動物的心情

He bows towards the spirit thanking her. "Then are we ready to find this next child? Do we know what brought her to the forest? Are these the same woods Madame Poshkettle spoke of as being dangerous?"

Mr Peppers takes the journal back and stows it. "Sorry I hadn't thought that through. Elven is a beautiful language if you ever feel the draw to learn it. I'd be happy to teach you." Oops, guess he doesn't read Elven. Good to know.

He then goes on to answer Uesugi's questions as best he can "We need to speak with the Mayor who hopefully will answer more of our questions. From there we can properly prepare for our apparent next step of investigation. If this continues, which it looks like it will, should we figure out how to send word to the Society? Or are we within our boundaries to continue?"

"Yes, this the same forest. When Gellion was under the influence, she dragged Nixa away. We don't know why she was taken there."

"Well we know it can't be for any good reason. Plus," Gallix gives a shudder, "I'm willing to bet there's more than a couple insects in a forest that size. Good thing I still have a few vials of that vile smelling repellant left."

"True, better to somewhat smell than to be poisoned again."

Warning. Warning. Wall of text incoming.

"Wait, before you go, take this map." She reaches into her cloak and pulls out a rolled up note. "This is a map of the outlying areas around Saringallow. It might prove to be useful in your search. Good luck, and thank you once again for all of your help."

It won't be on the slides, but it will provide a skill bonus to Survival checks later.

___

You depart the Temple of Erastil and head back to the Town Hall. Uesugi finds his mare at the stable happily munching, her face in a bucket of oats while the stablemaster brushes her coat.

A guard takes you to Mayor Trinelli's office. Golden beams of light stream into the comfortable-but-official room's picture window, illuminating a cluttered wooden desk and an empty chair pushed haphazardly to the side. Between the window and the desk strides the Mayor, who, brow furrowed, has clearly worn a pacer's path into the plush red carpet. Noticing her visitors, she sighs in determined resignation and steps behind her desk, leaning over it gravely.

"Ah, if it isn't my favorite group of travelers. First things first. Here is your reward for rescuing the apprentices and fixing our vermin problem."

She hands you a pouch containing 400 gold pieces.

"As much as I'd like to head to the Witch's End with you and celebrate, our town is dealing with a different sort of trouble now, and this unknown menace beyond our walls has me worried," she says with a strained voice.

She takes a deep breath as if composing herself, and sits carefully in her chair, assuming a self-assured posture that seems to come to her much more naturally.

"Specifically, we may have a goblin problem. I've recently received reports of goblins lurking in the woods outside of town. There have been no attacks yet - only minor damage to fences and some stolen sheep, I'm told. We can't afford to let our guard down. Given how we suffered during the Goblinblood Wars, we can't assume that these scattered sightings are meaningless when they might very well mean that a major warband is about to descend on our heads.."

"Even worse, it seems that these goblins are covered in some unholy manner of filth - even more so than normal! I haven't seen them myself, but it could be the same Demon's Bile you saw at the warehouse. If word about that gets out, well, as I'm sure you know by now, folks might start to panic. In short, we need to move quickly and deal with these goblins before they become a larger threat. Sending members of the town guard out into the woods, though, could leave us open to attack. I'm sure you see my dilemma."

"I also heard from Nolaria about her cousin, Nixa. She was seen being dragged that way when Gellion was entranced by the Bile. There might be some connection to the goblins."

"Find out where the goblins are coming from and who - if anyone - is leading them, then take out the threat. I can offer you a bounty of 5 gold pieces for each goblin you kill, 10 gold pieces for each goblin dog, and an additional bonus of 100 gold pieces if you bring me proof that you've destroyed their camp or otherwise dealt with whatever additional threat they pose."

"Most of the sightings have originated from the area northwest of town, particularly near the homesteaders out by Clover Stream. That's probably a good place to start your investigation. Aside from that, I'm afraid I don't have much else to tell you. Unless you have any specific questions?"

As per usual Mr Peppers takes a seat and records notes in the journal as the Mayor briefs them on the new situation. He takes down the amount of the payment as well as the details on the goblin bounties. Once she's finished he looks up and around the room to see what sort of inquiries the group has on the situation. But seeing nothing immediate he blurts out something that quickly struck him: "Hrm, nothing like a warband of goblins that are resistant to fire... We did describe to you what the bile does to a creature didn't we? Makes them resistant to fire, and resistant to attacks that aren't cold iron. I would brief your guardsmen on this fact. So they're prepared with cold iron arrows and swords."

"Also, is there a quick way to send a message here? We should send word back to Absalom that our duties are needed a bit longer. Protocol and all. I'd ask about a wizard to do the work but I'm pretty sure there aren't any around this town."

He then goes back to taking some notes while the others bring forth questions.

"Good morning Uesugi. Sleep well? I hope you had breakfast, Alcie would be very angry with you if you hadn't." He quickly looks around "And I didn't say that..." He then hands him his journal. "I've taken notes, have a read to get caught up."

Cup looks them over, reading with great interest. "You write beautifully! So thorough with your details. I think that you could become one of the people that writes the Chronicles the Pathfinder Society publishes!" Then she pauses. "Of course, you'll want to translate it into Taldan first if you want more than Master of Scrolls reading it. If you like, I can help with it later. I have a few volumes on order that I could lend to you so that you can see the standard writing style they use!"

To no one's surprise, Cup speaks fluent Elven.

Cup listens to the Mayor's briefing with great interest. "My Mother died defending Umok from goblin hordes. I will do my very best to help defend Saringallow."

"Also, is there a quick way to send a message here? We should send word back to Absalom that our duties are needed a bit longer. Protocol and all. I'd ask about a wizard to do the work but I'm pretty sure there aren't any around this town."

He then goes back to taking some notes while the others bring forth questions.

"Indeed. I was hoping that a parcel for me would arrive from the Grand Lodge. Some more books and other things that I asked for before leaving. Perhaps we could visit your officer of the post before we go?"

Cup is almost finished leveling. She was considering a PP wand purchase and the purchase of a few Pathfinder Chronicles to be delivered by post from the Dark Archive Grand Lodge. Will these be allowed?

"We'll also need to all restock our alchemical supplies from Mistress Pricknettle. Where there is bile, swarms are sure to follow."

Knowledge Planes for speculation on Bile Infected Goblins: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (20) + 12 = 32

Any special defenses or vulnerabilities we should prepare for?
EDIT: Cookie Roll!

"Goblins are capricious and insane even under normal conditions. I can only imagine what will happen when you get a bunch of them hopped up on demonic bile." She grins. "I don't think there's any chance of me bleaching in this town!"

Of course, you'll want to translate it into Taldan first if you want more than Master of Scrolls reading it.

"I wonder if that's why the lodge keeps rejecting my finalized mission reports. You'd think they'd mention that small detail." He shakes his head in disappointment. "Aren't all humans taught Elven? All Elves find the time to learn the common tongue, and I'm pretty sure Dwarves and Gnomes do as well Miss Cup? Seems a bit short sighted really."

Mr Peppers does his best to change the subject, and is happy when Cup begins speaking of the bile altered goblins. He continues taking notes in Elven. "Don't forget we have a bunch of things like acids and fires and healing potions that people need to put to use. Gallix, Uesugi, and D for sure need to carry extra healing potions." He pushes the sachel of items in their direction.

"Mayor, do you know which direction Nixa was dragged off? Was it to the Northwest as well?"

Cup thinks back to her knowledge of the Abyss and the Bile and just like the bile-infected vermin, she's able to deduce these goblins will be fire and cold resistant, and likely resistant to spells. Their infection also allows them to smite good-aligned creatures.

Mayor Trinelli points to the location of Saringallow Post on a large map covering one of the walls. "If you go here, you should be able to send notice to Absalom. The Society has a courier who stops by this region every few days so I can't imagine the fee will be extravagant. Well, maybe a little more than usual given the goblin sightings..."

She nods at Mr. Peppers. "Yes, Nolaria mentioned she was dragged towards the stream and past the homesteads to the northwest."

I believe Peps is hinting for you guys to claim some items on the Loot Tracker if you haven't already :)

Sirettis concentrates. "Resistant to Cold and Fire...I see. I'll need to make sure to prepare for this." I will have to adjust my magic accordingly, tomorrow.

"Nixa and the goblin attacks seem related, and we still don't know where the bile originated. This will provide us more information."

Sirettis will look forward to buying 10 cold iron bolts for 2 gp.

Fyi, my working days have slightly changed.
Tue, Wed & Fri. Early morning and late afternoon/evening opportunity only.

"Extra potions huh. Maybe useful, we'll see."

I might buy 2 pots of CLW.

Mayor Trinelli looks from left to right at the six of you. "I was just as stunned when I heard about the bile-covered goblins being sighted near town. I'm glad that you're willing to help. I owe my gratitude to the Pathfinder Society. Please do what you can to rid of this threat and find Nixa."

D, there are still a few unclaimed CLW potions on the tracker, so you won't have to buy them.
At this point, I take it you'll split up to either purchase some items or to go to the post office to receive/send mail. You can RP that if you want, but if not, I'll move you ahead to the outskirts of Saringallow.

"Cold Iron will be very useful soon. I will look to purchase some weaponry."

Sirettis does a curtsy, then leaves to speak to the blacksmith. A gentle breeze blankets the town.

At some point, Sirettis speaks to Mr. Peppers. "Did you... wish to know the language of the wind? You expressed interest in it yesterday. I can demonstrate the basics of it right now. I... I choose to do this."

I'm fine with heading to the outskirts.

"I'd like to stop by the post quick if you don't mind." Cup says. "There are some parcels the society said they were forwarding on to me."

"I'll head with you Sirettis, I should probably have a cold iron blade myself.. just in case. And maybe some bolts."

As they travel Sirettis teaches him the basics of the language of the wind. "The words of the wind are nothing like any language I've ever studied. It seems... very chaotic, somewhat hard to follow. Makes sense considering how the wind blows." Mr Peppers tries to keep up the conversation, especially using Auran. "Are you ever worried about Isa getting hurt? Those swarms of bugs and gouts of fire would harm her too wouldn't they?"

While at the shop Mr Peppers will trade in his light crossbow for a master crafted version, as well as picking up 10 cold iron bolts and a cold iron dagger.

-335g for xbow, +17.5g old xbow, -4g cold iron dagger, -2g cold iron bolts

"I will meet you by the gates. Madame Poshkettle do you ride Oolong into the woods or shall go by foot? I will also be heading to the Priest and use the coins we received to purchase four vials of blessed water from him."

I want to use 100 of the 400 we received to get 4 vials of holy water if nooone objects. I am assuming this money that disappears once we finish the three moduless. So better to use it than lose it

"I'll join you, Cup," Gallix chimes in. "Pity these little buggers aren't weak to silver. I ordered myself a fancy new cestus from the Society before we left. Guess I'll have to swing by the smithy to grab some more cold iron too."

As Cup and Gallix make their way to the post, Gallix murmurs to her conspiratorially. "'Ey, Cup. When can we have our next language swap session? I thought of some other Vudran phrases I remembered...and some more words I'd like to be able recognize in Tien."

Claimed some stuff on the loot tracker.

Before the split

Gallix calls out after Uesugi as the samurai begins to make his way toward the temple, "Hey, while you're seeing the Father, see if he has any potions that'll give us some holy protection. I don't doubt we'll need it. Goblins are usually pretty soft targets, but I don't want to mess around with anything when this Bile stuff is involved, ya know?"

I'm good with the plan to get some holy waters. If the party is okay with it, let's also spend 100gp to pick up 2 potions of Shield of Faith.

"Wise idea" he nods at the barbarian.

Silver weapons? Perhaps the barbarian is on to something there. Perhaps the Mater Alchemist will have a solution.

sounds good Gallix. Red I'd also like to get 10 of my arrows treated with silver weapon blanch at the potion shop if possible.

Mr Peppers tries to keep up the conversation, especially using Auran. "Are you ever worried about Isa getting hurt? Those swarms of bugs and gouts of fire would harm her too wouldn't they?"

"Isa's well being is quite important to me." She looks at the thrush on her shoulder. "She is the source of my...abilities. I ask her for help every morning. This is similar to your spellbook, I believe. She is smart enough to usually stay out of harm's way, though."

"Huh? Did Longears ask about me?" Isa chrips away in Auran. "He's been making a little bit of sense lately. About time he figured out how to talk."

Sirettis lightly taps Isa's beak. "I'm more worried Isa will say something upsetting."

As Cup and Gallix make their way to the post, Gallix murmurs to her conspiratorially. "'Ey, Cup. When can we have our next language swap session? I thought of some other Vudran phrases I remembered...and some more words I'd like to be able recognize in Tien."

Cup enjoys the conspiracy. "We can start right now! I would love to learn more Vudrani. Nothing is more enjoyable than learning a new language! Now, what exactly did you want to say in Tien? Remember that is a very indirect language, full of euphemisms. So... Anything that you say in Tien will have multiple meanings. This makes insults and rude jokes a special art, but I'm sure we can work on it together!"

"Madame Poshkettle do you ride Oolong into the woods or shall go by foot?"

Cup looks up at the Samurai with a smile. "I'll be riding Oolong, of course! You should bring Yurei, but remember that goblins hate both dogs and horses with a passion. So we'll have to watch over our furry friends."

Then she pauses, looking up at the parrot. "Little one, are you going to want to come? You could be safe, er, stay here and guard the town!"

"Ra-a-awwwwk!" The parrot says disdainfully. "Dragons are not afraid of goblins!"

I know, I can show her my new trick!

The little bird deftly hops into Oolong's riding pack and grabs out a cracker from one of the sacks. It chews it up and flies over Gallix and Cup.

Rain of Cracker Crumbs from Beak: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

It sprays cracker crumbs all over Gallix and Cup, then flaps proudly to land on Gallix's head. "See? I have a breath weapon now!"