Agents of Edgewatch: The 2nd Table (Inactive)

Game Master BlackoCatto

His mother had actually been directly hired to help with the rebuild process. There was an entire Arcane Council which planned magical strategy for what needed to be cast at what time etc. so that the destruction could be erased and the Festival could take place. It was a huge project. Serving in the Guard, Evin wasn’t posted to the Radiant Festival grounds, but there was nothing stopping him from going to Precipice after his shifts, checking the boundaries for them, setting Wyrd to patrol the area after dark, and generally watching over many of the mages while they worked.

He loved the opportunity to support his mother, but also, he relished seeing her in action. Sure, he watched her study all the time. But she never allowed him to adventure with her, and certainly never took him on protection assignments. This created a first-hand experience for him to see her work. It amazed him. He knew he wanted to be like her his whole life, but seeing it was an entirely different thing. As the Council met and executed their plan, the Precipice Quarter really was transformed. The Radiant Festival became a reality after 200 years!

Portrait

I’m a foreigner in my own city I thought as I paced the cobbles in the spattered rain. I scanned the grotesque display of wealth that surrounded my childhood. The Petals district was extravagant with its beautiful cobblestone streets, magical lamp posts of wrought iron, ostentatious houses and apartments with decorated walls and manicured gardens and lawns. I quickened my stride toward my destination, ignoring the overelaborate trimmings of this place. I composed myself when I could see it coming over the hill at Hippogriff road. I couldn’t read it from there, but I knew what it said.

“FIRST GUARD” And in smaller letters beneath it read, “Absalom Petals District Department office”

I pushed the heavy oaken door open, rain dripping from my cloak as I entered the large foyer. I’ve seen the dwarves carve their own homes, and they would have scoffed at the sheer amount of wasted space. I doffed my cloak and started taking it to the coat closet, but I was obstructed by Mr. Byrne. Byrne was the office’s butler and had thin grey hair, jowls like a turkey and eyes that looked like they could pop out of his wrinkly skull. Byrne had also grown plump in his years of service to the First Guard apparently. His capacity as a butler meant he likely never missed meals and rarely had to perform any grueling or dangerous labor.

“I’ll have that put that away for you sir.” He said with a curt, professional smile, “No sense in having to trouble yourself.” He looked down a hallway at a young boy who probably should have been minding the coat check but was cleaning the wall and clicked his tongue at him. The boy nearly jumped and started to hurry over to Mr. Byrne. I interjected, “No need, I’d prefer to do it myself.” The butler replied adamantly, “Sir! I will not hear about it, this is our duty, you tend to yours.” I sighed, unwilling to argue the point further. I tipped the boy a gold piece quietly with a wink as I handed him the cloak. His eyes went wide. Was that too much? Too little? That was probably the cost of one banana, wasn’t it? I should probably learn how to manage money after today, it’s likely Father isn’t going to take this well.

I start toward the labyrinthine hallways toward my end goal, but Mr. Byrne insists on escorting me. I supposed he took pride in his work, as evidenced by the offense he took when I suggested putting away my own cloak. He was otherwise amicable and helpful iin a way that the old me would never have appreciated, or even noticed. The hallways were richly appointed with a warm cherry mahogany floor, gold trimmings and crown moulding, paintings, ceramics, detailed maps of Golarion and other expensive objects to prove the distinction of the place. The Highstone Masters would have had several words to say about the display here, grotesque being tamest among them!

We arrived at the door appointed with the sign “Capt. Erebus Brightlancer” in gold flowy lettering and blue paint. I was pretty sure that wasn’t his real name, and I was equally sure he made it up himself. Still, he was my captain for the time being, and I needed his help for the moment. Mr. Byrne knocked at the door for me and announced, “Erm, Mr. Javor Durrandon to see you, Captain Brightlancer.” If he felt ridiculous at all saying the name out loud, he was pretty good at hiding it.

After a beat from the other side of the door I heard, “Let him in.” The inside of the Captain’s office was no less ostentatious than the rest of the building. Solid wood desk, books that he’d probably never read lined the shelves, a drink table with several crystal glasses, one of them used even though it was still midmorning. I knew he wasn’t working cases through the night. This wasn’t that sort of department, and the Captain wasn’t that sort of detective.

“Durrandon,” Brightlancer spoke, facing the glass window behind his desk. He was holding a glass in one hand, whose contents I couldn’t see from the angle I was standing. Brightlancer looked like the sort of man you might expect to be in charge of a city guard. Square jaw, thick blonde hair, broad shouldered and muscular, but just aged enough to make him look distinguished. He spoke slowly, but I detected a slight slur in his elocution. He sighed, “What brings you to my office today?”

“Sir, I’m very grateful for the opportunity to have worked with the First Guard here-”

“Cut that out.” He swatted in my direction with his free hand, “No pleasantries, why are you in my office this early?” He sounded tired. Maybe drunk. Probably both.

I chose my words carefully, “Okay… with the upcoming Radiant Festival the Precipice Quarter is experiencing a revival. There’s been a call for a new unit and I wanted to ask for your recommendation.”

He glanced over his shoulder at me, “Yeah? Why’s that? This job is going to set your career for life. Kid like youse…” he paused to compose himself, “A young man like you would only be here for a feather in your cap. What’s the prestige of going to the Precipice?”

“I’m not here for the prestige.” I nearly growled, “I wanted to help people. I wanted to help the city. That’s why I joined the guard. With all due respect, working at a desk, however nice, wasn’t what I had in mind. And it’s made me realize… that I want- no- I need to progress based on my own merits, not on my Father’s name.”

Brightlancer turned to look at me fully. He had a baffled look about his face as he scrutinized me. I noted his crystal glass was empty. He looked me in the eye for several more moments until he decided, “Do you really believe that?” I nodded. He ambled easily over to the drink table, but didn’t pour anything, then mulled over his next thought and said, “Your father won’t be happy.”

“No. I don’t think so.” I replied. He grinned. I grinned back. But I quickly felt my brow furrow in concern, “You aren’t worried he’ll try to blame you? Retaliate?”

“I’ve been playing the game for a while. I’ve got a favor or two lying about. Other patrons in my corner. He can’t come after me.” He remarked nonchalantly. “I don’t expect anything from you kid, just don’t lose faith.” He poured a drink. Then another and handed it to me.

I smelled the smokey liquid. Dwarven whisky, I noted the oak and hickory. “Janderoff... ‘08? That was a brilliant year! when I was 15...” I trailed off, “Well I enjoyed it. But… perhaps I shouldn’t, I’m still on-”

“Drink.” he grunted. I swirled the brown liquor in my glass as if contemplating it, then did as he bade. Doubtless I shouldn’t have consumed it. Then again, it would have been impolite not to, and Captain Brightlancer proved himself a competent ally after I’d misjudged him as a bit of a cad.

Brightlancer raised his glass in a toast and imbibed the potent spirit, “Congratulations Durrandon. You’re the next recruit for Edgewatch.”

Melee Dagger +4 Damage 1d4 (P)
Spells

Divine Front:
Through your deity's blessing, you gain additional spells that channel either the life force called positive energy or its counterforce, negative energy. When you prepare your spells each day, you can prepare additional heal or harm spells, depending on your deity. The divine font spell your deity provides is listed in the Divine Font entry for your deity; if both are listed, you can choose between heal or harm. Once you choose, you can't change your choice short of an ethical shift or divine intervention.

Harmful Font: You gain additional spell slots each day at your highest level of cleric spell slots. You can prepare only harm spells in these slots, and the number of slots is equal to 1 plus your Charisma modifier.

1st (DC16): 2 + Soothe, Charming Touch
Cantrips (DC15):

Domain Initiate
Your deity bestows a special spell related to their powers. Select one domain—a subject of particular interest to you within your religion—from your deity's list. You gain an initial domain spell for that domain, a spell unique to the domain and not available to other clerics. Each domain's theme and domain spells can be found here.

Domain spells are a type of focus spell. It costs 1 Focus Point to cast a focus spell, and you start with a focus pool of 1 Focus Point. You refill your focus pool during your daily preparations, and you can regain 1 Focus Point by spending 10 minutes using the Refocus activity to pray to your deity or do service toward their causes.

Focus spells are automatically heightened to half your level rounded up. Focus spells don't require spell slots, nor can you cast them using spell slots. Certain feats can give you more focus spells and increase the size of your focus pool, though your focus pool can never hold more than 3 Focus Points. The full rules for focus spells appear here.
Additional Feats Recognize Spell, Domain Initiate
Additional Specials Raised by Belief, Assurance
Background Learned Guard Prodigy

Once she came on her own, she sought like-minded company. She found that in the church of Naderi, a house fascinated with romances gone awry. Wanting more, she set herself up as a detective, seeking cases to crack as well as delve into the mystery. Eventually, the later work became her primary one and it even earned her a spot in Edgewatch.

Her eccentric nature and deadpan may put off some of her co-workers and her fascination of death and romance may raise some eyebrows. But beneath that dour personality is someone genuinely eager to solve cases.

Melee Dagger +5 Damage 1d4 (P)
Spells

Divine Front:
Through your deity's blessing, you gain additional spells that channel either the life force called positive energy or its counterforce, negative energy. When you prepare your spells each day, you can prepare additional heal or harm spells, depending on your deity. The divine font spell your deity provides is listed in the Divine Font entry for your deity; if both are listed, you can choose between heal or harm. Once you choose, you can't change your choice short of an ethical shift or divine intervention.

Harmful Font: You gain additional spell slots each day at your highest level of cleric spell slots. You can prepare only harm spells in these slots, and the number of slots is equal to 1 plus your Charisma modifier.

1st: 2 + Soothe
Cantrips (DC15):4

Domain Initiate
Your deity bestows a special spell related to their powers. Select one domain—a subject of particular interest to you within your religion—from your deity's list. You gain an initial domain spell for that domain, a spell unique to the domain and not available to other clerics. Each domain's theme and domain spells can be found here.

Domain spells are a type of focus spell. It costs 1 Focus Point to cast a focus spell, and you start with a focus pool of 1 Focus Point. You refill your focus pool during your daily preparations, and you can regain 1 Focus Point by spending 10 minutes using the Refocus activity to pray to your deity or do service toward their causes.

Focus spells are automatically heightened to half your level rounded up. Focus spells don't require spell slots, nor can you cast them using spell slots. Certain feats can give you more focus spells and increase the size of your focus pool, though your focus pool can never hold more than 3 Focus Points. The full rules for focus spells appear here.

Charming Touch
Additional Feats Recognize Spell, Domain Initiate
Background Learned Guard Prodigy