PFS1e - 7-14: Faithless and Forgotten, Part 1 - Let Bygones Be (low tier) (Inactive)

Game Master MauveAvengr

sense motive: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

So...that's a yes on cutting his ears off to make a pouch?" Gareleth asks, uncertain of how social cues work.

Andrelis once again pauses, Erm, friends, may we discuss in private for a moment, If you'll pardon us M'Lord. he says with a bow to the wrapped up ghoul.

Pulling the pathfinders back, and out of reach of the troll, he begins talking, Listen, I don't think that trying to extract him from this ruin is a good plan. He's been here Calistra knows how long, and if we're caught with him we could jeopardize the Pathfinder's reestablishment with access to Cheliax. Plus, who's to say he's interested in even leaving here? the elf pauses a moment before continuing.

I say we release him to mourn the death of himself and his familial relation over there, jerking his head at the fallen ghoul, and take down his side of the story in its entirety. Let's not forget we have the Paracountess' man on board the ship with us, so if we bring him back, she'll know as soon as we're in Absalom; and then Cheliax will know shortly after that. I say we bring it back to the Venture Captains to decide on extraction; the risk is too big.

Parrameleh scowls, ”He has made the pact of unlife and devours the flesh of the sentient. We should learn what we can and then destroy this distorted shell that was once a man.”

She looks back toward the entrance, ”One day that gate will rust away and the children of those leshies will feed his unholy hunger. If we do nothing.”

"I agree with Parrameleh, leaving him here is risky. I think he has to come with us, either aliv- moving, or deader."

"Hmmm, I did think it would be really cool to have a ghoul friend, but if we do kill him, my dibs on the crown is reinstated. And I get the ear pouch too. I see this as an absolute win!" Gareleth says, completely ignoring any moral implications involved in killing or not killing. He is rather single-minded when it comes to getting gifts for Hallin.

And you find some super strong manacles to lock the ghoul up. No chance of escaping now! You find another set for the troll if you want to take it along too

The Pathfinders take the ghoul back to the ship the Sea Sylph. The journey back to Absalom is long but uneventful. The captain skirts around, hoping to avoid any Chelish patrols.

Once back at the Grand Lodge, Marcos Farabellus greets the Pathfinders again. "Welcome back. What did you find? Ah! A Davian. This is perfect. He'll be an excellent source of information. We'll... take care of him after we're done with him."

After a few days back in the city, Farabellus calls the group back together. "We just received word from a Zefiro Balinger. He is working to provide a better picture of what you can expect to find at the next sanctioned site of archaeological interest. Across the straight to Garund and the province of Kharijite!". He pauses then continues. "We also have received words from Cheliax. The Chelish holiday of Loyalty Day draws near. Already Chelish authorities are declaring that Queen Abrogail II, in her wisdom, directed state-sanctioned scholars to unearth the lowly and treasonous Davian legacy. News of Arenzo's fate - whether that be true or false - serves to fuel starving imaginations of the nation as its people prepare for the celebration."

Primary Success Condition
Successfully complete the main mission by securing and fully exploring the ruins of Emberhold. SUCCESS!

Secondary Success Condition
Fulfill three of the following: do not fight Corentyn's guards; convince Zefiro to share the secret history of Cheliax by helping Mireille escpae; retrieve the keepsakes from the leshys; resolve the encounter with the leshys without combat; and capture (rather than destroy) Arenzo Davian. SUCCESS!

Feel free to roleplay anything of the above. Will get you chronicle sheets by the end of the day!

Andrelis relaxes arriving back in Absalom, Excellent news! More archeological exploration in Cheliax? More time for exploring a previously off-limits nation? I'm in. Yuzu? Gareleth?

Looking to the other two steadfast pathfinders, Tuck, I was glad we found you again, been too long since we bested those Trogs. Should stick around and keep seeing what there is. And Parrameleh, it was a pleasure to work alongside you as well. I hope we can all continue our partnership moving forward. It is great to have those you can trust with you.

On the walk from the ship to the grand lodge Tuck slips away. When when he catches up with everyone his pack is clinking.

Once Arenzo is handed off he opens the pack and reveals a variety of drinks and snacks. Wine, ale, and whiskey are offered around accompanied by cookies, pastries, and dried meat.

"I'm so glad to see you again too Andrelis!" he gives the elf a huge but surprisingly gentle hug. "And to all of you, it has been wonderful. Here's to more successful and safe adventures!"

As the group returns to the Grand Lodge, a human woman who looks like she could seriously handle herself in a fight is no match for the tiny Half-Orc child who scrambles away from her and rushes towards Gareleth.

"Daddy!!" young Hallin calls out.

"My boy," Gareleth says, kneeling down and wrapping his adopted son in an embrace. "I have something rather impressive for you," he says, pulling out the fancy troll ear bag.

Gareleth then turns his attention to the group and says, "You know Uncle Andy and Auntie Yuzu, of course, but these are other friends of ours. Parramelah, a ferocious feral fighter, and this is Tuck, grappler of ghoul and carrier of cookies."

"Cookies?" young Hallin asks, looking at Tuck with wide eyes.

One day, Hallin will be a character I start playing and it's going to be so cool having all these random trinkets from his father and stories of his interesting friends as part of his backstory :=)

"Ah. I have heard all about you little one. I was going to send this back with your dad but I get to give it too yourself!."

Tuck reaches into the bag and brings out a cookie almost a foot across and a flask a milk.

Yuzu looks... tired. Morality in Cheliax is complicated, and she ponders her words with more care than before.

”Though rest it is I’d like to take,
I may just stay, for all your sake.
My poetry I fear does suffer,
One journey more, but not another.
‘lest inspiration to me returns,
For one’s own muse, one cannot yearn.”

I was planning on benching Yuzu bc she’s getting hard to write for as my brain is overtasked... but I like this group too much and would hate to cut before a multi-parter is done!

I was waiting for the "By the autumn winds... Oh f@&$ it. Will you lot just get a move on!?"

I was tempted to do that so many times. But no, so far the only time Yuzu has broken her poetic streak-- aside from to avoid a fart joke two or three posts ago-- was to call Gareleth an a-hole.

But we're past that now :D

And Gareleth worked hard to earn that moment ;=)