
Eugeni Silva |

Other than several dates with Setsuna and twice daily archery practice, Eugeni doesn't do a whole lot. He listens to any news being bandied about in the common rooms of the local taverns and generally thinks about their next moves.
His mind turns to settling down, and making a somewhat more normal life after this whole business with Karzoug is behind them. I have enough money now to buy a nice place in Sandpoint, or anywhere around here really. Maybe Setsu and I could even get married some day...I can't imagine leaving her after everything we've been through. She'd never lie to me or betray me in any way as far as I can tell.

Setsuna Kailani |

"You clean up very nicely," Setsuna complements with a nod.
The Oracle holds up a piece of worked, sunset crimson dragonhide.
"For some reason, when we were in Absalom, Sabrina wasn't very impressed by your armor and pulled me aside for a long rant about how our great grandmother deserved better than ancient Azlanti moosehide. When I suggested maybe buying you something metal as a... late birthday present, she hissed at me like she was a vampire being exposed to sunlight. Evidently, Sabs seems to think metal armor saps away druidic powers, so I looked for something a bit more natural.
"According to Sabrina, there's no stronger hide than dragonhide, so I had a piece made for you. You're about the same size as some of Mom's Catfolk guards, so I was able to make an educated guess."
Rilee would remember that Jeevika's diplomatic delegation travels with a troop of Catfolk guards for additional muscle. Evidently, Catfolk and Elves get along really well.
"I even got it in your favorite color! So, uh, happy birthday!"

DM Thron |

So apparently the writers chose to include data from the Library in the next book, because that is logical. Here is what you learned about Runeforge:
Runeforge was created as a place where agents of the seven runelords could gather to study magic. The runelords wove wards around Runeforge that barred entrance into the complex to any runelord or his direct agents, in order to keep the research within free from sabotage at the hands of an enemy. Runeforge’s magical enhancements sustained those within without the need to eat, drink, or even sleep.

DM Thron |

Feel free to post any Riddleport/sailing RP in spoilers:
The sting of winter's cold becomes less painful, and some migratory birds slowly begin to reappear, signaling the end of winter and beginning of spring. The month of Pharast has arrived, and the Varisian Rangers find themselves basking in the breeze of the ocean as the pair of sailing ships loaded with cargo cuts across the Varisian Gulf south towards Sandpoint.
Five days later, the pair of ships pull into the Sandpoint Harbor. At first somewhat confused at the sight of not one, but two ships flying the flag of Riddleport docking at their small town, the citizens watching grow excited as they spy Zoli, Eugeni, Rilee, and Setsuna standing on the deck of one of the ships. By the time the group disembarks, they are greeted by throngs of hero-worshippers. Grateful citizens immediately set to helping unload the donated goods from the vessels.
As you slowly make your way through the crowd, you can make out, through the dull roar of mumbling onlookers, that many feel you have returned to investigate the Tower Street Sinkhole. As you manage to make your way past the crowd, a bashful, yet beautiful, acolyte of Desna approaches, "I b-beg your p-pardons Ser and Ladies. Father Zantus wishes to speak with you as soon as possible at the Cathedral."

Rilee Stormborn |

Rilee's eyes go wide in shock at the gift. She studies it while she speaks, then turns to give her a hug. "By the Sting, that's so generous! Wow. You're right about the old armor. I was ready to get rid of it anyway. It was-- well, nevermind. This is lovely! Thank you!"
She spins on her toes and picks up the wine glasses, handing her one and giving them both a soft clink in toast. "I don't really have a birthday, you know. Lots of rebirth-days. I don't even think this body is a year old yet." She looks down at it, sighing softly.
Pushing away whatever was troubling her, Rilee sits smoothly and invites Setsu to sit as well. "It sounds like Sabrina is very wise. Could you tell me more about her? My meeting with her was entirely too brief."
Clad in her new crimson armor and standing with much more grace and poise than ever before, Rilee nods politely and smiles at the nervous acolyte. "Indeed. We'll go at once. Would you lead the way?"
She whistles, and Olympus launches from his perch in the rigging and soars low overhead as they make their way through town.

Setsuna Kailani |

"...You were actually wearing ancient Azlanti moosehide? How does Sab know these things?"
Setsuna takes a seat and a sip of wine.
"People usually describe my twin sister as whimsical or eccentric. However, I say that Sabrina is Weird. Capital 'W' Weird. That's the only way I can really describe her. She outweirded Mory, which weird because they both have that same weird, morbid sense of humor. Weird.
"Another thing to note is that Sabrina's timing is almost always perfect. Time and space seem to distort around her. Notice how we just happened to meet her at the most ideal time for us? Absalom is the biggest city in the world, and we ran right into her. And she just happened to have a friend with the resources, contacts, and influence to process a trade deal larger than the one that's taking us a whole month here in nine hours!"
"I'd say I'm probably better educated than her; she... left home when she was fifteen, so she lacks the same formal education I have. However, you're otherwise correct; like you, Sabby is definitely very insightful and naturally wise. While I can be very oblivious, few things seem to get by her. She manages her impulses infinitely better than I do, and she also makes very good observations about the various situations that she finds herself in."
"There is some overlap between us, though. We both get overwhelmed by large crowds of people. For example, Sabrina recently attended a wedding, and she basically sat next to Bentley under a tree and ate food the entire time. I probably would've hid in a corner the entire time. Remember how I barely talked when we first me? Putting aside how I was being hunted down, it takes me a while to get used to people. Same with her. Granted, I just go mute, and she starts acting... Weird."
"...Between you and me, in general, I think Sabrina is acting. Hamming it up on purpose. Being whimsy and silly so people will underestimate her. When it is just you and her, she changes radically. She calms down significantly and starts acting like... Mom, which is a very welcome change from a few years ago..."
The room seems to grow distinctly colder.
Setsuna nods and follows the acolyte.

DM Thron |

She bows and heads through town along the main streets of town. It is quite clear that Sandpoint is still in quite the disrepair, with focus seeming to have been on repairing people's homes rather than the ruined businesses.
As you come to the intersection of Main Street and Tower Street, to your left you can see that, just north of the Garrison, is a thirty-foot-wide sink hole. It has consumed a portion of the Garrison wall to the south - several basement jail cells hang open in the sloping southern wall of the sinkhole. It is roughly fifteen feet deep, and you can all see a narrow opening along its northwest side at the deepest point which seems to be a tunnel leading underground.
Once inside the Cathedral, you are guided to Father Zantus' private chambers. Inside are Mayor Deverin and Sheriff Hemlock, as well as Father Zantus. As you enter, they all turn to greet you warmly, particularly Eugeni and Zoli.
"We are so glad you made it back safely. Tell us of what happened, if you don't mind?" she looks the group over and asks, anxiously, "What of Morythine? And Ameiko?"

Setsuna Kailani |

Setsuna tells the authorities of Sandpoint the gist of the story.
The Varisian Rangers went to the Valley of the Black Tower between the Iron Peaks to stop the stone giant chieftain gathering the tribes of the Plateau People (and other assorted creatures) from marching this literal Giant army on Varisia. He was swiftly neutralized. However, the Rangers also learned that he was a pawn for some other evil jerk, and the Rangers have returned to Sandpoint to checkout what exactly the stone giant chieftain and his master wanted with the town in the first place. Meanwhile, the different fractions of the Giant army are now fighting amongst themselves. When the dust settles, they will probably be too exhausted to do anything else but disband.
"Mory parted ways with us on his own terms. Recent events wore him down, and he was tired of it all."
She presents the authorities of Sandpoint with the note they found in Xam's study.
"During the chaos the invasion, Xam kidnapped Ameiko. When I contacted him via Sending, he told me as much. I have no idea where they are now. Odds are that Ameiko is probably dead."

Rilee Stormborn |

Rilee sits with her back straight and sips her wine daintily as she listens attentively.
When she finishes, she notes the strain in the Oracle. "Well, she appears to have friends around her now. Being slow to warm up to people is hardly a rare trait. It's when you refuse to warm up that causes problems. If you'd like to talk more, I'll be happy to listen." She glances around the room. "Maybe someplace with fewer eyes and ears about. I think the Lady Pamodae enjoys collecting secrets."
She smiles brightly and reaches out to squeeze Setsu's hand reassuringly. "Speaking of people interested in secrets, I wonder if we should let your sister's wizard friend in on that library we found in Jorgenfist. He helped us greatly, and seems of the type who would appreciate the knowledge stored there. He may even share with us anything relevant."
Rilee suddenly grows sad. "Morythine is alive and well for the first time -- no, wait, second -- time in his life, but he has left us. Ameiko, we haven't found yet."

Eugeni Silva |

"Yeah, we made it back, but as they say it's not all roses and sunshine. What happened on Tower Street?"

DM Thron |

The mayor and sheriff look to Father Zantus, who clears his threat before saying, "Allow me to begin by saying that, of course, we’re all very pleased to hear of your successes. Sandpoint owes you a huge debt of thanks for ensuring its safety yet again, and the supplies you've brought will help with rebuilding efforts immensely. And while I’d like nothing better than to let you relax and enjoy a well-earned break from your adventures, you’ve doubtless heard about our newest problem. A few days after you left, there was an earthquake, and the ground collapsed just north of the Garrison, right in the middle of Tower Street. The north wall of the Garrison took some damage, and while fortunately no one was seriously hurt when the sinkhole appeared, that’s not the case anymore. The guards Sheriff Hemlock sent into the pit to investigate never returned. That very night, we all heard something horrible down there: dogs howling—like no dogs I’ve heard before— and bloodcurdling screams. Sheriff’s roped the sinkhole off, and so far nothing’s come up out of it, but those sounds are growing every night. Whatever’s trapped in there wants out, and by the sounds of it, whatever it is isn’t too keen on emerging friendly.”
All three look to you expectantly.

Eugeni Silva |

"More of those hounds from Leng...? It would be a disaster if they got free. We should probably check it out immediately," Eugeni sighs. He gives Setsuna's hand a squeeze. All those dinners and quiet nights together in Riddleport were nice while they lasted.
I'm assuming we went on a few dates, had a good time Setsuna. Maybe Eugeni learned more about your past, and you likewise.

Rilee Stormborn |

"Dogs. We've encountered some unnatural dogs. Very unnatural."
She looks at Eugeni, glad he had the same thought. "Right. I'm ready enough, unless you'd like to make sure your belongings are brought from the ship and stored someplace secure."
She whistles again, and Olympus lands next to her with a triumphant screech. Rilee reaches up and scratches his neck. "What do you think, big guy? Want to go inside a hole again?" The roc stretches his great wingspan and shakes his head.

Eugeni Silva |

"I've learned to pretty much carry everything I own on my back," Eugeni admits. Along with way to much cash probably. The half orc flexes his neck, cracking it on both sides. He grins. "With a whole month of downtime, I'm actually ready for a bit of action. Probably means I've lost my mind, eh?"

Rilee Stormborn |

Rilee smiles at him. "Battle is in your blood, Eugeni. Probably more now than ever. I remember the war-god's drumbeat in the heart of every orc. It's not necessarily a bad thing, if tempered and given purpose."

Rilee Stormborn |

"All right, then." She weaves a spell and bestows it upon Olympus, imbuing his natural weapons with magic.
Then she turns to the Oracle. "Setsuna, would you cast that spell that extends the duration of certain spells? One casting of that could make many of my spells last for most of the time it will take to explore this rift. Assuming it's a regular sinkhole. With unnatural dogs inside." Her smile becomes more worried.

DM Thron |

The town leaders are thrilled to have your help again, and the sheriff suggests you access the tunnel from the jail cells, the climb being easier from there. As you head that way, you are met again with a crowd of hero-envious onlookers.
Eugeni Climb: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24
Rilee Climb: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22
Setsuna Climb: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
Zoli Climb: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26
You all manage the climb down without issue. The tunnel opens into a flight of stairs down, leading to the Catacombs of Wrath, as well as the flight of stairs that were previously collapsed. They are now cleared out, someone, or something, having removed the rubble. Descending these stairs eventually becomes difficult, the entire stairwell thick with webs.

Setsuna Kailani |

@Eugeni: I'll get a post up regarding our dates. There's something Setsu would've wanted to try during their month vacation.
At Rilee's request, before heading down into the Catacombs of Wrath, Setsuna casts Blessing of Fervor and also throws up a few buffs of her own [1].
[1] After casting Blessing of Buffer, she casts extended Tears to Wine on the water in one of her canteens (which she drinks and offers to the rest of the group), Extended Delay Poison on herself, Extended Ironskin on herself, and Extended Abundant Ammo on Eugeni's quiver of choice. Setsu then chugs her renewable Potion of Ward the Faithful, spawns her cloak of shadows and Overland Flight inky wings, and then activates her Ring of Invisibility.

Eugeni Silva |

Before they go any further, Eugeni activates his new wand of mage armor on himself. Then he takes out the wands of shield and reduce person, holding one in each hand, ready.
AC is now 26 for the next hour.

Rilee Stormborn |

Rilee takes advantage of Setsuna's spell and casts barkskin on Olympus, then refreshes the spell with Zoli's pearl and casts it on her, then refreshes it again with her own pearl and casts it on herself.
She then casts carry companion on Olympus when she sees that the corridor and stairwell are too small for Olympus to move freely. "Sorry big guy. I'll bring you back if you're needed."
When they reach the bottom, Rilee adjusts her glasses as she looks around. "There. That loose stone on the western wall, that's got to be a door."

DM Thron |

Opening the door leads to a collapsed passageway, but a narrow tunnel has been cleared into a larger chamber beyond. The whole room is filled with fog, but the walls, floor, and even the arched ceiling of this place are covered with writing, the words spiraling and trailing in the ancient language of Thassilon. Some of the phrases are immense, with words nearly three feet high, while others are written in tiny, spidery script. The medium for the writing varies as well—sometimes dark ink, sometimes blood, sometimes carved into the stone itself. Passageways to the north and west lead into fog-filled tunnels.
As Setsuna makes her way invisibly into the room, a voice calls out, "Я знаю, что ты там. Можете ли вы сказать мне, что случилось с Thassilon"

Setsuna Kailani |

Setsuna pauses upon hearing the voice talking to her.
"э-э, oн упал тысячи лет назад. Кто хочет знать?" the invisible Oracle says in response as she promptly moves a bit to hide her presence.
Stealth: 1d20 + 22 + 6 + 20 ⇒ (10) + 22 + 6 + 20 = 58
"Uh, it fell thousands of years ago. Who wants to know?"

DM Thron |

"Ах! Игра его, а затем! Вопрос вопросов, ответ на ответ! Я теперь известен просто как Scribbler. Мой ход. Какая страна заменила его?" the voice replies. "И не ври, что не был бы справедливым. я обещаю не лгать, а также."

Setsuna Kailani |

Sense Motive (TtW): 1d20 + 7 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 7 + 5 = 21
"Звучит справедливо, г-н Scribbler. Чтобы ответить на ваш вопрос, никакой реальной нации по шкале Thassilon не заменил его. Область Varisia теперь состоит из многих городов-государств. С верхней части моей головы, наиболее важными являются Magnimar, Korvosa, и Riddleport."
The Oracle thinks about her question.
"Вы говорите свободно Thassilonian ... Вы агент Thassilon?"
"You speak fluent Thassilonian... Are you an agent of Thassilon?"

Setsuna Kailani |

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 7 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 7 + 5 = 23
"В зависимости от города-государства. Что касается большой тройки ... Riddleport, по существу, в ведении полевого командира; ток один могущественный маг. Magnimar находится в ведении совета и лорд-мэр. Я думаю, что Korvosa имеет монархию. Кроме того, некоторые Эльфы имеют анклав на севере."
"Depends on the city-state. Regarding the Big Three... Riddleport is essentially run by a warlord; the current one is a powerful mage. Magnimar is run by a council and a Lord-Mayor. I think Korvosa has a monarchy. Also, some Elves have an enclave in the north."
Setsuna thinks about her next question carefully. Remember Mokmurian's note, she decides to take another stab (albeit an educated one) in the dark.
"Вы знаете что-нибудь о Runeforge?"
"Do you know anything about the Runeforge?"
She then quietly moves forward.
Stealth: 1d20 + 22 + 6 + 20 ⇒ (6) + 22 + 6 + 20 = 54

DM Thron |

"Место учебы, созданная runelords, но выросли вне их контроля," he says seriously. "Интересный вопрос от одного так оторваны от Thassilon. Что стало с Runelord Karzoug и Runelord Alaznist?"

Setsuna Kailani |

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 7 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 7 + 5 = 28
"Несмотря на то, что давным-давно упал, Thassilon оставил длинную тень на современную Varisia. Что касается Runelord Karzoug и Runelord Alaznist, Насколько мне известно, они по существу воевали друг с другом в коме; их войны выросли из-под контроля, и они должны были идти в стазис по какой-то причине. Весело, кто выжил достаточно долго позже, чтобы написать об этом книг," Setsuna replies with a giggle. "Теперь г-н Scribbler, почему же Runelords потерять контроль над Runeforge?"

Rilee Stormborn |

"Sure," she says as she steps forward and studies it, first checking to see if it is magical in nature.
Casting detect magic and studying it.
Knowledge (nature): 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (20) + 17 = 37
If she feels that it's relatively safe, she brandishes her staff and waits for everyone to join her and get ready. Then she creates a gust of wind to blast away the smoke.

Zoli Tileani |

Zoli chicks her head at the fog, thinking back on Carpettos's Foggy Sonnets and Yisilean's Minuet of Mist.
1d20 + 10 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 10 + 5 = 33
Sorry to miss the fun yesterday. Caring for sick family. Headed into the office for the first time since Wednesday. Still busy but going to catch up soon

DM Thron |

Rilee uses the magic of the staff to conjure forth a gust of wind, which dissipates the fog...for a moment. It immediately begins to reform, but not before you catch a glimpse of the next chamber.
It is another large room that extends beyond the limits of your darkvision, but you can see more writing on the surfaces, a painted face on the floor, and two massive statues of a feminine figure, both seemingly looking at one another. On the far wall, you barely make out the edge of an altar.

DM Thron |
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Fog dispelled, moved onward into room via roll20 conversation.
Although portions of this cathedral have collapsed, leaving mounds of rubble on the floor and crumbling walls, the chamber retains its sense of menacing awe. Four black stone pillars support the arched roof forty feet above, and on the floor between them the image of a three-eyed jackal seems to glower from striations in the stone itself. This image glows with a soft rusty light that illuminates the entire room from below. Alcoves to the north and south contain statues of a jackal-headed pregnant woman. Each clutches a pair of kukris crossed over her chest, and a reptilian tail winds down around her taloned feet. To the west, what once might have been a stone pulpit featuring other statues seems to have been partially buried under an ancient collapse. The walls of this room are densely decorated with hundreds of scribblings and sprawling runes, written in much more intricate calligraphy than the previous chamber.
On either side of the glowing image are two massive statues of the same jackal-headed pregnant woman.
"Each stone the grace of seven lords,
ONE PART OF KEY EACH RULER HOARDS;
If offered spells and proper prayer,
Take seven keys and climb the stair."
From the fog to the south, the Scribbler's voice calls out, "Я считаю, что это моя очередь. Кто владеет мощной магией сегодня в мире?"

Setsuna Kailani |

Before Setsuna heads into the next room, she takes a look about the current one.
"The walls are covered in prayers and incantations to Lamashtu. All in Thassilonian."
Setsuna spots something in particular that stands out.
"And there's something else: 'If magic bright is your desire, to old Runeforge you must retire! For only there does wizards art, receive its due and proper start.'"
Perception: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (6) + 18 = 24
Setsuna notes the other one.
After hearing the Scribbler's voice, Setsuna decides to continue playing their game.
"Шифра Маги в Riddleport кажутся самыми мощными магическими пользователи в этом регионе. Эльфы коллективно, вероятно, самые сильные люди волшебным образом на Golarion. В частности, их королева. Эльфы коллективно, вероятно, самые сильные люди волшебным образом на Golarion. В частности, их королева и ее суд. Из человеческих наций, я бы сказал, что Cheliax имеет самую сильную магию благодаря своим пактов с адом."
Setsuna takes a few seconds to think of her question.
"Где находится Runeforge?"
"Where is the Runeforge located?"

DM Thron |

He chuckles, "Ха! Эльфы." At Setsuna's question, he laughs somewhat maniacally before saying, "Ах, Runeforge. Узнайте, что это место, я сделал! А как попасть в! Но я не могу сказать это вслух, что бы обман! Это еще одна игра, вы видите. Я спрятан как в стенах! Вы должны найти их все!"
As Zoli enters the chamber, his adds, "О, привет малышка! Вы обр меньше, чем вы звук!"

Zoli Tileani |

Perception: 1d20 + 23 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 23 + 5 = 42
While Setsu continues to riddle with her invisible friend, Zoli starts to poke about. She stays off of the glowing Lamashtu head, but gives a careful look to the unusually well kept statues, and to the writing on the walls.
When the voice addresses her, she does her best to curtsy in it's direction. "Меньший, и ожесточеннее тоже," she smiles. "Что вы ищете?"

DM Thron |

He chuckles, his voice now closer, further into the chamber. "Информация. Почему вы искать Runeforge?"
???: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (14) + 20 = 34
???: 1d20 + 26 ⇒ (19) + 26 = 45
???: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (5) + 18 = 23
???: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (10) + 22 = 32

Zoli Tileani |

"«Информация» это немного не-ответа. Вы, конечно, искать информацию о чем-то, или для того, чтобы сделать что-то. Что это?
"Чтобы ответить на ваш вопрос, я ищу его, чтобы помочь тем, я забочусь о.
"И мой следующий вопрос: Кто использовал, чтобы властвовать над этим пространством? Karzoug? Azlant?"
"To answer your question, I seek it in order to aid those I care for.
"And my next question: Who used to have dominion over this space? Karzoug? Alaznist?"

DM Thron |

You hear the sound of a clicking tongue, "Жулик, обманщик! Один из вопросов, на один вопрос! Время разговора подошло к концу, мои сосунки!"
You then hear words of magic being canted from somewhere in the room!
__________
Scribbler Initiative: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25
??? initiative: 1d20 ⇒ 8
Initiative Order:
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You guys are up!