(#1-12) "Burden of Envy" (Inactive)

Game Master rainzax

Themolin's Super Secret Personal Warehouse (Part Six)

The assassin, frightened, strikes twice at her and then partially retreats. Rose is unscathed, easily ducking the strikes from her frightened foe. The assassin then recovers her composure. None respond to your questions: Are they here to guard the place? Are they here for you? Are they here for Themolin? Who knows!! No one's talking...

There is a third noise - soft footsteps perhaps - coming from behind the Southwestern corridor...

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Doc, Imiriax, and Rose are Up!

Eyes narrowing at the audacity of the assassin, Rose closes the distance to the figure, rapier at the ready to pierce other woman. She pauses for a second trying to recall if there was anything she should be remembering in this situation.

Recall Knowledge Society (Dubious Knowledge): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19

She shrugs for a moment and then decides to press on with the attack, thrusting with the footwork of someone who has done this before.

“Poke’n’prod” Rapier: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24
Damage, Piercing: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Stride (◆), Recall (◆), Strike (◆)

Themolin's Super Secret Personal Warehouse (Part Seven)

...As Rose draws her weapon and moves to follow the Assassin, the third (whose footsteps you heard) takes her readied bow shot - but Rose nimbly dodges the arrow! - then strikes her intended quarry - when suddenly the third Assassin, realizing who she has shot at (and caused her to miss!?), lets out a "YOU!?"...

...Meanwhile, the second Assassin - sniping from the Southeast corner - takes a shot at Rose as well - but she too misses - then sneakily hides from sight!...

...Then Kunsheng advances and draws an elixir, while considering his enemies, but failing to recall anything of use...

...Meanwhile Doc and Imiriax patiently survey the field...

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Rose, I am negating the Recall Knowledge check in lieu of an Interact action to Draw your rapier... If you decide to Recall Knowledge later, please re-roll...

Kunsheng - Which elixir did you draw?

Doc and Imiriax, I Delayed you two to be with the rest of the party - but you are free to act!

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Assassin One and Three are Observed. Assassin Two is Hidden (to all PCs).

The Party (except Rose and Kunsheng) are Up!

Botting Imiriax:

Imiriax hurries to catch up with the rest of the group, falling in behind Bardok.

◆◆◆ Stride to catch up. I've moved his token.

Thank you, Helène.

Imiriax rushes forward until he can see the enemy, then casts shield.

Stride (x2), Cast.

Rose, I am negating the Recall Knowledge check in lieu of an Interact action to Draw your rapier... If you decide to Recall Knowledge later, please re-roll...

Rose Drew her weapon last round.

Rose starts to look around as the 'YOU' rings out curious as to who might be saying that here. To high to be my ex, Fenando. Not enough curses to be Aliza, Barven or Jessica... wait Assassilly!?! ...in retrospect her being an assassin should have been obvious with a name like Assassilly.

DM rainzax wrote:

Rose, I am negating the Recall Knowledge check in lieu of an Interact action to Draw your rapier... If you decide to Recall Knowledge later, please re-roll...

Rose Drew her weapon last round.

I stand corrected. You are free to ask a question on the success of your Recall Knowledge roll, consequently.

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Apollon, Bardok, Doc, and Helène are Up!

Zamp moves up and readies an action to trip any enemy who comes within reach of his whip. 1-action Stride 2-action ready for a Reaction to Trip.

Helène takes big strides to cover Rose's right flank. When she rounds the corner, she spots the assassin wielding a short bow and closes the distance. "You asked for this." She crouches into a low stance and flexes her fingers, imitating claws. She grimaces and exhales with a snort while taking two simultaneous jabs at the assassin's throat, aiming to incapacitate without dealing mortal wounds.

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◆ Stride, ◆ Wolf Stance, ◆ Flurry of Blows targeting assassin three with two Wolf jaw strikes.

Flurry, Wolf jaw: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27
Nonlethal damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Flurry, Wolf jaw -MAP: 1d20 + 9 - 4 ⇒ (20) + 9 - 4 = 25
Nonlethal Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
I had intended to use one of my hero points on this attack, but that's not really needed. :*)

Before Assassilly has the opportunity to respond, Helène strides over and knocks her out cold!

Consecutive critical hits!

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Assassin One is Observed, Two is Hidden (to all PCs), Three is Unconscious.

Bardok and Doc are Up!

Kunsheng drew a minor elixir of life, anticipating having to feed it to a wounded party member.

Bardok catches up with the others and snaps his fingers, a scar in his hand lighting up with red light as he materializes a ball of fire in his palm. He looks to the closest attacker and hurls the flame at him!

Stride, cast produce flame on the nearest target.

Spell Attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10 Thbthbthbt
Damage (F): 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (2, 1) + 4 = 7

Botting Doc:

Bolstered by his bestial mutagen, Orris lumbers up to the remaining visible assassin and bite down.

Bestial jaws: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
Piercing damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

◆◆ Stride, ◆Strike. I've moved his token.

While Kunsheng surveys the field ready to administer his curative elixir, Bardok's summoned flame burns out too soon, and Dr. Orris goes into beast mode and bites a chunk out of Assassin One, who screams!

Assassin One -6 piercing damage - still up

That same Assassin responds in kind, striking first at Rose, then at Orris, then back at Rose - a whirl of a blade - but clearly panicked - missing all three strikes!

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Assassin One is Observed (and badly wounded), Two is Hidden (to all PCs), Three is Unconscious.

Rose is Up!

Rose steps around the assassin to get into flanking with Orris and the takes a moment to stab at the assassin in ront of her, curious if this might be someone she met today. This can't be Johnrey from the bar. He was too sloshed to be trying this right now... I wonder who could have sent these people. They don't have markings of the town guard do they?

“Poke’n’prod” Rapier vs FF: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11
Damage, Piercing: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

“Poke’n’prod” Rapier vs FF second strike: 1d20 + 7 - 5 ⇒ (11) + 7 - 5 = 13
Damage, Piercing: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Stride, Strike, Strike. Question for recall... Uhh, are they town guards men or likely working for the government?

Themolin's Super Secret Personal Warehouse (Part Eight)

Rose's question seem to be answered! A fourth Assassin opens the doorway - none other than Mr. Barralbus Bockington - he says "Why are YOU all here!? Had me going you were merchants. Looks as not all is as it seems. Oh well?" and with that he waves his hands and conjures forth a bursting ball of flame that explodes around Orris!

Doc - please make a Basic Reflex save vs DC 20 against 3d6 ⇒ (3, 5, 2) = 10 fire damage

Assassin Two takes advantage of Rose's compromised position - striking her with a roundhouse kick followed by a knee - striking Rose squarely across the jaw despite her nimble footwork - before once again attempting to hide amongst the boxes - this time to no avail.

Rose sustains 6 non-lethal blunt damage.

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All Assassins are Observed!

The Party (except Rose) is Up!

All merchants the world over hate tax collectors, Barralbus!

Humble Measure incants a word and gestures at Barralbus and assassin one. Electricity jumps between them. Electric arc.

Basic Reflex Save DC 17: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

He then steeps forward.

"Don't care about taxes, personally. I just hate bullies!"

Imiriax follows up Zamp's attack with his own.

Electric arc. Both targets need to make a basic reflex save vs. DC 18.

Electric Arc Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Then the wizard casts shield again.

Helène groan at the sight of Barralbus. "So, you hadn't expected us? You came for Themolin?" Helène asks of the clerk. She doesn't stay in place to hear his answers, but hustles up to protect her companions. "I've got your back, Rose." Still in her low chouch, she jabs twice at the assassin with the rapier.

She turns to the clerk again after dispatching the assassin. "Watch out, you're next. If you're playing with fire, you're going to get burned." She grimaces and a (weak) dragon-like roar escapes her throat.

◆ Stride, ◆ Flurry of Blows at assassin one. ◆ Intimidate on Barralbus.

Flurry, Wolf jaw: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26
Nonlethal damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Flurry, Wolf jaw -MAP: 1d20 + 9 - 4 ⇒ (6) + 9 - 4 = 11 I'll use a hero point to reroll that one.
Roll Flurry, Wolf jaw -MAP: 1d20 + 9 - 4 ⇒ (17) + 9 - 4 = 22
Nonlethal damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Intimidate: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

Electricity flies across the warehouse, barely zapping Baralbus, and doing minimal damage to his Assassin guard, Assassilly's coworker.

Three successes, one critical success: Barralbus sustains 2 electricity, the "rapier" Assassin 4 electricity

Helène suddenly pounces on the rapier-wielding assassin, dropping her with a flurry of wolf scratches before howling like a puppy...

"Rapier" Assassin downed at 6 slashing - Helene, save your Hero Point! Unneeded as the fist flurry blow dropped her.

Barralbus laughs! "Taxes - poor fools - are what keep a city running. If your private property is seized, who is it you call upon?! ME!" he adds "Speaking of that - we are here to Seize this property - and this fool Themolin - I won't ask again: Leave now with your lives!" He laughs again, the shrill arrogance apparent in the third resonant tone of his voice.

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One Assassin and Barralbus - both Observed - remain!

Bardok, Doc, Kunsheng, and Rose are Up!

reflex save vs. flaming sphere: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

Doc hisses in pain as he is singed half to death.

Visibly angry now, he (◆) uses one set of his clawed hands to try to seize the adjacent opponent;
Grapple, i.e. athletics; boosted by the mutagen: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19

(◆) bites at that selfsame finger-wiggler;
Attack w/bite: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14 for (hypothetically) Damage, P: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

then (◆) swipes at the same target with his other claw.
Attack w/agile claw: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (5) - 2 = 3 for (hypothetically) Damage, S: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Orris burns first with fire then with fury, grabbing Barralbus in his bestial clutches while the Assassin Wizard struggles to fight him off!

Barralbus is Grabbed

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Bardok, Kunsheng, and Rose are Up!

Bardok calls out to Barralbus. "Hey! I forgot I owe the city three bolts of magic! Let me pass them to you instead!" A rune on his left forearm lights up with pale blue energy, coalescing into three shimmering orbs of force the careen into the tax collector in angular shapes.

Three-action magic missile on Barralbus.

Force Damage: 3d4 + 3 ⇒ (1, 4, 2) + 3 = 10

Elixir in one hand, Kunsheng advances into the melee. He reaches the remaining assassin and uses his superior knowledge of anatomy to punch the assassin in a vital spot!

Punch!: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25
Nonlethal bludgeoning damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Rose levels a low gaze at Barrablus. "And you're not just a tax collector as you had us to believe. Seems not is all it seems with you either. Oh, we-" She gets cut off as a foot jams itself into her jaw. With a moment to tend to her tender jaw and make sure it didn't dislocate, Rose notices Helene coming and helping handle the assassin in front of her. She gives the woman a nod of thanks and rounds on the lady standing behind her. "And YOU! You've been being a pain in the back and now jaw!" She pokes out with her rapier a few times to try putting the woman DOWN, noticing that Kunsheng has come over at about the same time.

“Poke’n’prod” Rapier: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12
Damage, Piercing: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

The thief then draws her dagger and slashes out with the much more agile weapon for a second attempt at hitting.

Dagger, Agile, piercing : 1d20 + 7 - 4 ⇒ (11) + 7 - 4 = 14
Damage, piercing: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Themolin's Super Secret Personal Warehouse (Part Nine)

Bardok pays his fees - which look as though they are about to slice into the mage like so many papyrus papercuts - when the Master Wizard raises one finger and countermands the poor Sorcerer's efforts! "Fool! I am the greatest Minister of all Time - second only to her Green Majesty - and have found a Loophole in your Measly Incantation!" as the missiles are transfigured into ink splotches that spill across the floor, dispersed without effect!

Barralbus's Grabbed flat check to Counteract passed: The magic missile spell is Counteracted.

Meanwhile Kunsheng punches the remaining assassin in the spleen (ouch!) and Rose warms up her swordplay.

Assassin Two sustains 6 blunt. Rose misses twice.

The haughty wizard responds with two of his own spells! To Bardok "You can pay with singed flesh!" as he directs his ball of fire to the sorcerer's square, managing to again weasel through Orris's grip. Finally, he tries his luck a third time - directing some sort of spell at the area just behind Orris, when the good doctor squeezes him at just the right moment that a cracked-rib sound escapes his torso and a shout of pain - instead of the final syllable of his magic incantation! - escapes his throat: Instead of saying "Radii Autem Lubrici!" what comes out is "Radii Autem Lubri-GHuk"!

Barralbus's flat check to Sustain passed. Bardok must roll Basic Reflex vs 3d6 ⇒ (4, 2, 2) = 8 fire damage.
Barralbus's flat check to Cast a Spell failed; he loses that spell.

Finally, the remaining assassin clutches his spleen with his hand, then looks at Kunsheng, fires two shots at the Alchemist Point Blank - missing both times - and steps backwards in partial retreat.

Two misses.

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The Party is Up!

Basic Reflex: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19

Bardok shifts to the side to try and avoid the rolling ball of fire, then runs up next to the grappled minister. "Real smart guy, huh?" He reaches for Barralbus's temples and a row of small sigils on his knuckles flash with pale light.

Stride, then cast touch of idiocy on Barralbus.

Rose rolls her eyes over the dramatics on display by Barralbus. "Here I thought I was potentially over acting playing as Iris! However, Greatest Minister of All Time you certainly take the cake, eat it, and then grandiosely claim you are the best at eating it. Kunsheng how do you feel about handling the assassin back there? I'M going to help handle the minister."

She steps over to the man and then strikes out twice, once with her rapier and a second time with her dagger.

“Poke’n’prod” Rapier: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12
Damage, Piercing, vs. FF Sneak: 1d6 + 4 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + 4 + (4) = 12
Dagger Danger, second strike: 1d20 + 7 - 4 ⇒ (15) + 7 - 4 = 18
Damage, Slashing, FF sneak: 1d4 + 4 + 1d6 ⇒ (3) + 4 + (4) = 11
Step ◆, Strike ◆, Strike ◆. Being grabbed means that he is flat-footed, and therefore a valid sneak attack target right?

Kunsheng smiles broadly as he dodges the arrows. "I think Helène will do a better job...I didn't study unarmed combat as deeply as others at the monastery. If you're too wounded to continue, I have some healing for you."

Zamp looks at the cluster of allies and delays.

Barralbus easily shrugs off the sorcerer's mental effect, scoffing at it. Rose manages to cut him while Orris compromises his defenses. Zamp surveys the field while Kunsheng offers insults and help.

11 slashing damage, Barralbus

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The Party (except Bardok and Rose) are Up!

Doc, marginally regaining his composure, chuckles as his opponent wastes a spell.

He again ◆grapples the wizard, attempting to maintain or consolidate his hold;
Athletics: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

he then ◆strikes at his opponent again with his clawed hand;
Attack via agile claw: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12 for (hypothetically) DMG: S: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

and mentally examines his circumstances a bit, attempting to ◆recall some knowledge
Thassilon lore: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9
which it would seem he is too distracted to accomplish at the moment.

"Sure," Helène nods at Rose and Kunsheng. "I'd had my fill of him this morning." She deftly strides in between the pair to engage the last remaining assassin.

She looks her new opponent up and down, giving him a fiery glare. "You got more than you bargained for, didn't you?" she says in an attempt to unnerve him. "Did you see how easily your colleagues crumpled?" She barely gives him time to consider before she lashes out with both of her 'claws', letting out a roar (much more powerful this time) that seems to increase the impact of her strikes.

◆ Stride, ◆ Demoralize, ◆ Ki strike to perform a flurry of Blows.

Intimidation: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

Flurry, Wolf jaw: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Extra force damage: 1d6 ⇒ 6
Flurry, Wolf jaw -MAP: 1d20 + 9 - 4 ⇒ (9) + 9 - 4 = 14 (Reroll with hero point)
Flurry, Wolf jaw -MAP: 1d20 + 9 - 4 ⇒ (11) + 9 - 4 = 16
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
Extra force damage: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Kunsheng delays, waiting to see if someone will want the healing liquid he holds.

While Kunsheng surveys the field, Orris takes a bite out of Barralbus - who screams! - and Helene fiercely scares then takes out the final Assassin, leaving only the Tax Man standing!

He begins: "There are only two things in this life that are inevitable..."

Helene - keep your Hero Point - your first Frightening Ki-infused blow was sufficient to drop your foe.

Doc, you do not have to "maintain" a grapple - the onus is upon Barralbus to attempt to break it using an Escape action, which he declined to do - I'm keeping all your rolls, and turning the first into into a successful "bite" - please roll your Jaw damage!

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Imiriax, Kunsheng, and Zamp are Up!

Chomp
Damage:P (bite): 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Doc scoffs: "You taste gamy, old man, but at least you're tender."

Despite our bravado, he really is a tough character, thinks Imiriax. Sensing his master's disquiet, Anton rustles in his bag.

Charm isn't going to help. I can strike him with lightning again, but it isn't very powerful, if I'm honest with myself. Let's see how stable he is...

Imiriax aims through the doorway and fires a glob of ectoplasmic goo at Barralbus's feet.

Cast grease (Reflex or Acrobatics check vs. DC 18). Then Take Cover behind the boxes.

Barralbus keeps his footing, despite being grappled by the feral alchemist.

Grease fails to knock Barralbus prone.

Reversing my earlier ruling upon further reading - Dr. Orris's Grapple bestows the Grabbed condition for 1 full round on a success - thus he "maintains" the grapple successfully instead of biting Barralbus, as initially rolled.

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Kunsheng and Zamp are Up!

Kunsheng gets ready to hand off the elixir in his hand.

Ready (◆◆) an Interact (◆) action.

Humble Measure shrugs. More arc at the last two left on the field… the accountant and assassin two.

Electric Arc, Basic Reflex Save DC 17: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

He then moves forward a bit, putting himself in range with the whip.

The final assassin is already down, I think.

While Kunsheng tries to hand off his elixir, Barralbus is shocked by Zamp's spell. The Tax Man decides to Burn his way out of Orris' clutches, directing his Flaming Sphere at the Doctor.

Barralbus sustains 3 electric.

Orris must Basic Reflex Save (DC 20) vs 3d6 ⇒ (6, 1, 3) = 10 fire damage.

Then, with great Ego, he Commands of Rose "Remand yourself to Debtor's Prison, Delinquent!" as swirls of arcane power infuse his voice with greater authority than he is naturally due.

As Barralbus is not moving, I presume he does not need to roll vs Grease.

Rose must Will Save vs DC 20 and see below:

Note: If Doc is dropped by the Fire damage, proceed as above. If Doc still stands after taking fire damage, could he please roll Barralbus's flat check (DC 5) to keep the Command spell? On a result 1-4, the spells fails, and Rose need not make her Will save...

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The Party is Up!

Bardok's knuckles flash again as he reaches out to Barralbus. "Fell whispers in your mind, boss?" His eyes dialate somewhat as hints of eldritch words faintly fill the space around him.

Cast touch of idiocy on Barralbus again, then cast shield.

Reflex save to not go out in a blaze: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

That made me a bit nervous. Now, as Barralbus, a flat check to manipulate spell components whilst grappled:

Flat check, DC 5: 1d20 ⇒ 14

Sorry, Rose!

Orris continues to grapple with Barralbus:

(◆)Grapple (Attack): Athletics: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

Looks like maybe a critical success, in which case I believe this means I've applied the Restrained condition to the enemy?

(◆)Claw (Attack, agile): ATK: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17 for (hypothetically) DMG, S: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

(◆)Claw (Attack, agile): ATK: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (6) - 2 = 4 for (hypothetically) DMG, S: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Barralbus's mind melts - the smug egomaniacal veneer replaced with the look of pure stupefaction - he attempts to make yet another threatening retort drawing upon his natural cunning - but all that comes out is "Oh yeah, well, you're, uh, Wrong!" and an exasperated look takes over his face as he slowly realizes that he is feebly unable to draw upon his wits, sounding instead like a bumbling fool who, in better times, he would hesitate not to levy with a litany of condescending insults!

Barralbus is Stupified 2.

Meanwhile, Orris, undaunted by the flames, squeezes tighter around his body, sinking his beastly claws into the Tax Man's body, preventing further escape, and rendering his defenses lowered to the party!

Barralbus is Grabbed, and sustains 5 slashing damage.

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The Party (except Bardok and Doc) is Up!

Rose's face bunches up at the egotistical assumption she was a delinquent and even deserved going to Debtor's Prison.

Will Save DC 20: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

... but there was that one time she forgot to pay the lockpick taxes in Absalom, she should probably go to the prison to make repremands... Rose wanders away from the fight, side-stepping the grease and muttering things about about 'lockpicks' and '5 years ago' and 'only was 4 gold pieces,' in a slight daze before she stops and snaps out of it. It was only one year and considering all the people with undeclared lockpicks, it's one of the least enforced taxes in the city! Anyways, I'd have to go back to Absalom, they'd not be able to handle that here! What was I thinking?

She turns around and stamps back to the tax man, again avoiding the grease puddle and tries to stab him one more time.

“Poke’n’prod” Rapier: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26
Damage, Piercing, Sneak: 1d6 + 4 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + 4 + (5) = 13

Stride (◆), Stride back (◆), Strike (◆)

Themolin's Super Secret Personal Warehouse (Part Ten)

Her mind on her infractions, Rose storms away... only to change her mind, come charging back, and, while Orris holds him, run the Minister through with her sharp blade, causing him to slump to the floor, dying in a pool of greasy slime, his fine clothes forever ruined...

Critical Hit. Barralbus dies.

Exiting Encounter Mode...

The PCs hear a rumbling in the Southwestern corner of the room (past a KO'd Assassilly), and discover Themolin tied and gagged, little cuts lining his face and other parts of his body. He looks up at you and says "MMHHmmERE EEHHRRRRRY" with a surprised look!

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So?

Doc strides briskly over to help Themolyn out of his gag & bonds, with a keen ear to Marcel in case there are any hazards he has missed.

"Don't be alarmed, sir: my odd appearance is due to a performance-enhancing tipple I used during the fight just now.

"The claws don't impede my dexterity, and as you can see, they have their uses."

Orris hooks his claws under the restraints, keeping their smooth curved surfaces toward Themolyn to eliminate any chance of cutting him rather than the bonds as he works to free the man. One minute after imbibing, he transforms back to his normal appearance, and cleans the blood out from under his fingernails.

He also advocates for some alchemical healing for the wounded, and works to assess and triage, deferring to the expertise of more-highly-trained comrades. He can produce a level 1 item via fast alchemy if needed, but his own loadout is currently focused on offense instead.

"Do we have some time? I am not a very fast healer yet, but I am a reasonably competent one."

Kunsheng also has two minor elixirs of life, good for 1d6 healing each.

Themolin's Super Secret Personal Warehouse (Part Eleven)

"You're early!" Themolin spits out as Doc removes his mouth restraints. "I hate early" he adds, before thinking the better of himself "Oh - and Thank you." He indicates a crate over near one of you "Payment, in full, can be located in that box."

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1) Do you have questions for Themolin?
2) What are you going to do with Assassilly and the others?
3) With Barralbus's body?
4) Any other business here?
5) Where to after the Warehouse?