Nekome's (Low-Tier) Oathbreakers Die (Inactive)

Game Master Nekome

"Whew! Good job companions!"
Gint holsters his pistol with a flurry.
"Looks like I could use some more shooting practice though, HAH!"

” Well done. But is there any information to be gained from her?“

Perception : 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23

The creature that was Immy wears ordinary clothing, except for a single pearl earring that might be worth something. You also find a vial of powder, a potion of invisibility, and 10 gold pieces.

"There could be more of these assassins. We should move to protect Timinic quickly." I forgot. Do we know where the safe house is? Do we have any leads for it?

Seleena looks over at Ramyla. "Are you ready to listen to us and let us take you to a safe place until we figure this out? If you want to stay here where the next assassin can find you, be my guest."

Conal wipes his blade on the now dead assassin's body. He looks at Ramyla.

Well, have we got your attention now?

Ecthelien will pick up the discovered items and coins

” Does anyone have an idea on this powder? I would surmise poison based upon past experiences and the recent effects on our VC . But I am no expert in the domain of toxins or alchemical agents.“

Ramyla nods. "I still need to keep an eye on things here. But please check on Timinic? I'm so worried about him. I don't know exactly where he is, but he said it's on the edge of town..." She proceeds to give some vague directions that jibe with the map that was found at Brandur's place.

Wrapping his wounds from the creature, "Right. Lets go check on this Timinic fellow."

Seleena nods, wipes her blade off, sheathes it, and heads for the door.

to Timinic!

"Hold on before we leave. Let me tend to the wounded." says Amerel, taking a wand out of of his backpack. "Let me start with you, Nuethro. Who else needs healing?"

UMD vs. DC=20: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23
CLW vs. Nuethro: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

UMD vs. DC=20: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27
CLW vs. Nuethro: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Speak up, please. I don't want to loose anyone.

”If you can spare the healing, I would be most grateful. “

"I'll take a look at that powder for ya."
appraise: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16
if applicable here

"Yes, of course."

UMD vs. DC=20: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28
CLW vs. Ecthelien: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

According to last combat card that should heal you to full.

3 charges used and written off.

The powder remains a mystery to Gint.

* * *

You find the safe house on the edge of a tightly packed neighborhood near the Dagger River. The cabin features sturdy wooden walls, with thick glass in its two small windows. A covered porch looks out over the banks of the Dagger River to the west, though steady sleet obscures the view.

"Shall we take a look 'round?"
Gint grins to Amerel as he loads a handfull of scatter pellets into his pistol, crouches low and moves around the right of the shack.
perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20

"Let me look around first." says Amerel..

Stealth: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25
Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15 +1 for traps/to be surprised by a foe.

With a nod Ecthelien moves to a position to watch and be ready to jump in if spells are needed. If

Both Gint and Amerel feel the area around the safe house is entirely safe.

Seleena approaches the house. At the doorstep, she hesitates. Knock, or barge in? Best to knock. She settles on knocking. If she receives no answer after a minute she will try to open the door herself.

"Hello?" a voice calls from inside the house. "Who's there?"

Nuethro nods to Amerel, "Thanks for the healing."

Upon approaching the house, Nuethro lets the others investigate and then falls behind Seleena as she goes to knock on the door.

"Bearers of bad news. Bosk and Brandur are dead. We barely saved Ramyla. We're here to save you next. Let us in and we'll explain."

Cona keeps watch in case of anyone trying to ambush the group.

perc: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

"No, no!" says the voice. "Who are you?"

Amerel calls through the door..."I am Amerel. My companions and I are Pathfinders. Please let us in."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

"My name is Seleena. I am a Pathfinder, as are all my companions. Bosk sent us to get you to safety before he died in front of our eyes."

"Pathfinders? No! Timinic doesn't know you!"

"Come to the window and I can prove it."[b], says Amerel. He then walks over, takes out his Wayfinder, and places it against the glass so she can see. [b]"Surely you can recognize this."

Diplomace: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

Seleena likewise pulls out her wayfinder and shows it.

"We're here to protect you. Trust us."

Diplomacy, aid?: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

That's an aid if you're allowing Amerel a second diplomacy roll he made above, otherwise it is Seleena's own roll
EDIT: not that it matters...

Look...we are here to help...please...

diplomacy assist: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

Debating internally with himself on if he should just kick the door down, but sees the others trying to play nice. He sighs, "We are here to protect you, so open the door."

Diplomacy, aid: 1d20 ⇒ 9

Amerel sees movement of some kind near his window. "Wayfinder? Yes. All right. Pathfinders, come in."

The front door is unbolted and opened, revealing an unhappy-looking gnome. "Come in, then! Quickly, before anyone else sees."

Nuethro quickly moves into the building, scanning around for dangers before stepping aside for the others to come in.

seems like there should be enough dead Pathfinders around that possessing a wayfinder isn't worth much, but it's a useful conceit

Seleena makes her way in quickly and has a look around.

Ecthelien moves forward and enters quickly behind the others.

Very good.

Gint smiles wide and tips the brim of his hat to the gnome as he walks in.
"Thank ya, names Gint."

Timinic ushers everyone into the cottage, then locks the door again and faces the party. "Bosk is dead? Brandur is dead? What happened?"

"Assassin. Used poison to take one out. Not sure about the other. We defeated one assassin but there might be others."

"Bosk was just starting to tell us about you and the danger you're in when he started dying of poison. The poisoner was disguised at Brandur. We tracked him to a cottage where we found Brandur also dead, along with a list that featured Bosk, Brandur, Ramyla, you, and Pemak. It said you were oathbreakers. We went to Ramyla's distillery and found the assassin there. We slew her, but we don't know if there are others. She knew about this hideout. We should take you somewhere else."

Timinic reacts to the mention of oathbreakers. "Timinic heard Bosk and Brandur arguing about a 'broken oath'."

He becomes even more alert at the mention of Ramyla. "Ramyla! Ramyla is all right?"

"Timinic will stay here, the safest place to be! And won't open the door to anyone who doesn't know the password."

"Do you know what oath they were referring to? What were you finding in those sewers? What tipped you and Bosk off that you could be in danger? Ramyla was fine when we left her. She wouldn't leave her spot either. I'm not convinced you're safe here, Timinic..."

We can only hope they were not involved in some oath with these assassins and their foul organization. What sort of business were they conducting? the stoic elf says staring out the window, not directing it to anyone in particular.

Gint shakes the rain off his cap and sits down.
"This actually might be a safe place to hole up in. Get some barricades up and you could stay in here while we get to the bottom of this. As long as we get that password from ya."

"Who else knew the password?"

"Nothing else about the oath. The strangers, here!" Timinic gets out his journal and starts showing his maps of the area beneath the distillery. "Bosk made the decision that Timinic was in danger. Brandur found this place and set the password. No one else knows."

"Do you know where we can find Bosk?"

I think he meant Pemak

"If Brandur knew the password then the assassins probably also know the password. We found the map to this spot at the assassin's cottage."

If tey know the password, that might be a problem. Is there something that only the person might know? Some secret or an occasion to verify the person?

Ecthelien waits for a response and asks nothing else of Timinic.

"Bosk kept the password. Bosk should have given it to other Pathfinders before sending them."

"Pemak? Yes, Pemak seems to know everything that goes on! Pemak's shop is at..." Timinic gives you directions.