"Agents of Edgewatch" (Campaign) w/ AP Edgelord (Inactive)

Game Master rainzax

Ancient Menace (Round Five / Six)

Yellow skeleton tries to carve a swath though the party line - the wickedly curved scimitar arcing through the air!

◆◆◆) Strike x3

Dotted Yellow Skeleton Scimitar (forceful, slashing, sweep) vs Tanaterra (AC 17): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 211d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
Dotted Yellow Skeleton Scimitar (forceful, slashing, sweep) w/ MAP (-5) w/ Sweep (+1) vs Laz (AC 20): 1d20 + 6 - 5 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 6 - 5 + 1 = 91d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
Dotted Yellow Skeleton Scimitar (forceful, slashing, sweep) w/ MAP (-10) w/ Sweep (+1) vs Greyjay (AC 17): 1d20 + 6 - 10 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 6 - 10 + 1 = 81d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Chopping a piece out of the canny investigator who gives cover to the others!

...our onlooker, meanwhile, mumbles under his breath..."...rumpy old cu..." is all the party are able to catch...

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The Party is Up!

Seeing the hole closed and only one skeleton remaining, Marcellus is briefly relieved before the doomed undead injures more of the group in flashing blades.

Knowing all too well how those rusty blades feel, the inventor steps around the hole to the rear of the undead abomination, and lashes out with his maul.

◆ Stride
◆ Strike

Attack, vs flat footed: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20
Damage, overcharge, B: 1d12 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 1 = 11

That should be enough to finish the remining skeleton

Ancient Menace (Aftermath)

..."I think... I think their GONE. The Edgewatch did it! Look everyone!" the fastidious onlooker declares.

Indeed, a crowd of people gather around our heroes while they contemplate their next move...

3 action heal: 1d8 ⇒ 7

Everyone gets back 7.

To the group.
"We should heal up more before heading to our next mission."

To the crowd.
"Hello, good citizens! No challenge too mighty for the Edgewatch. We are here to serve and protect."

Last skeleton falling under his maul, Marcellus plants the head of the weapon on the ground and leans on it, panting.

"Well, that was exciting. I'd like a moment to rest, and maybe some healing, before we head to our next task. I need to fix this gauntlet here... " trailing off as he becomes engrossed in observing his gauntlet and trying to diagnose what went wrong when he used it to heal himself.

Could use some healing, I'm not sure what time it is or if we have a hour or whatever to get some more treat wounds actions in. If we have at least 10 minutes to rest I'll repair my invention

Knowing the fourth and last Call beckons, the party weigh taking a rest here against arriving promptly!

Tanaterra urges everyone to take a seat on the rocks and catch their breath as she moves to and fro, patching up herself and Laz, offering the group small sips of tea from an insulated flask, and double-checking her resuscitation efforts on Marcellus. She clicks her tongue, looking at his deep, oozing scimitar slash. "When we get some time, we're going to have to get that stitched up proper. The field bandages should hold, but if it opens back up...well, you might not get back up next time."

Battle Medicine on Laz vs DC 15 Medicine: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 242d8 ⇒ (2, 3) = 5
Battle Medicine on Tanaterra vs DC 15 Medicine: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 272d8 ⇒ (8, 6) = 14

Voting with her "feet", Tanaterra quickly patches up herself and Laz, perhaps thinking ahead to the party's Next Call!

Restoring his gauntlet into working order, and still being quite wounded, Marcellus attempts to use his invention once again to work on his deep gouges.

Searing Restoration: 1d10 ⇒ 2
unstable, DC 17: 1d20 ⇒ 17

Seeing that it seemed to work, a little, he tried again.

Searing Restoration: 1d10 ⇒ 1
Unstable, DC 17: 1d20 ⇒ 15

Again he feels slightly better, but this time he pushed his invention too far and it craps out in a puff of smoke… again.

that’s a lot of work for a few measly HPs

Sighing, he motions to the group, ”I guess we can move on.”

I’d need another hour, I believe, to treat wounds. 10 more minutes and I can searing resto again, but I’m decent at this point

Voting with his "feet" (gauntlet?), Marcellus quickly patches himself up, perhaps thinking ahead to the party's Next Call!

Greyjay would like to Refocus for 10 minutes, but other than that, is good to move on.

Greyjay looks at his fellows. "Well done, squad." He says after a moment, his breathing heavy. Sheathing his blade, he looks dourly at the onlooker, before shaking his head. "Citizens, you are safe for now. Please report any further sightings of the undead to any officer of the Edgewatch."

He lowers his voice, speaking to the rest of the squad. "Alright. We ought to head to... the mage's tower, was it?"

Laz accepts the patching with a thankful smile. He patiently waits till everyone is ready, then starts walking towars the next task hoping the rest will follow.

checked skills & feats and nothing seems to fit, but well.

As their short rest draws to a close, the Edgewatch begin heading towards their Last Call: "The Apprentice's Lock In"!

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Finished with his experimenting, Marcellus nods to Greyjay.

"Yes, I believe a wizard's workshop is last on our task list for the day. Lets head out there and hope it doesn't involve fighting more skeletons or something worse."

Looking over the group, "Lets move on?"

** spoiler omitted **

So sorry, I was completely misreading the tracker. I thought the checkmarks were slots I had left and should have asked for clarification. Apologies.

Chomski will not heal people with the 3 action heal and instead just suggest that people heal up. Will spend his time hobnobbing with the crowd that has gathered.

AP Edgelord wrote:

** spoiler omitted **

So sorry, I was completely misreading the tracker. I thought the checkmarks were slots I had left and should have asked for clarification. Apologies.

Chomski will not heal people with the 3 action heal and instead just suggest that people heal up. Will spend his time hobnobbing with the crowd that has gathered.

Related - I never realized that Forensic Medicine adds my level to the total amount healed with Battle Medicine or Treat Wounds; so totals less Chomski's healing, but back up +2 if TT patched you up.

When they arrive to the new mission place, Laz grabs his pick, not wanting to be surprised by skeletons, wizards at anything hostile. "Okay, let's see what's going on here."

When they arrive, the party see what's going on!

Arriving at the building and witnessing the screaming and broken glass, Marcellus rushes forward to help, or stop, whatever is going on.

"Edgewatch, here to help!" he shouts, trying to be brave despite his still nagging wounds.

Athletics, DC 15: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8
hero point reroll
Athletics, DC 15: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19

"Sorry, ma'am. Work's never done." Greyjay replies to the woman. "What's the issue that you need solved?"

Not sure whether I should roll yet or not.

The Apprentice's Lock In (Part One)

"Took you long enough!" Marin Porphyry (the woman in the floppy wide-brimmed hat) chastises the two first on the scene.

Marcellus unbars the door, and can now feel a feeble strength push back against his "I'm not coming out until he is found!" the young voice of Eunice protests "Leave me be!" he pushes back on the door as if to re-bar it for the time being - still unseen and hiding in the workshop.

Then, a crashing sound is heard from the inside "You better not be breaking my vas..." CRASH-CHINCKLE!!! she whirls on Greyjay "Hurryup and DO something!"

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The Party is Up!

Laz stands by the door, pick on his shoulder.

"Come out here, now!"

Intimidation: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

"No!"

Youthful defiance!

...

Pursing her lips at the idea of "youthful exuberance", Tanaterra once again pulls her crowbar out of her backpack and hands it over to Greyjay. "Here, go help Marcellus. Don't want him opening up the wrong thing!", she jokes with a chuckle. "I don't think I've ever been so glad to lug a crowbar around with me for a day!"

She then raises her voice to shout inside, "Look, we're trained investigators. If you let us in, we can help you find what it is you're looking for...and then you probably won't have to fix a door afterwards, too!"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Hero Point reroll
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Seeing as he's an apprentice, Chomski is going to approach him using magic.

Using Prestidigitation, Chomski starts coloring parts of the door (door knob and window to start) bright blue for Eunice to notice and gain his attention.
"Eunice, you need to open the door son. We are here to help but need you to stop causing damage. You have our complete attention and we want to be able to listen to help find who you are looking for."

Going to use Guidance on my roll and, if he's able to see out the window, use Kola's Ambassador ability (one is status and other is circumstance).
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 8 + 1 + 1 = 29

The oracle takes Tanterra's crowbar, but holds off on using it for the moment. He utters a word of power before speaking.

"We're not here to hurt you, lad." Greyjay agrees with Chomski. "We're here to help everyone. It's our job." He looks at Marin meaningfully, silently asking her not to contradict him here.

Diplomacy, guidance: 1d20 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 10 + 1 = 18

The Apprentice's Lock In (Part Two)

After a beat, the rookie Edgewatch, in their surprising wisdom, opt not to continue forcing themselves into the workshop, substituting their words instead, and so, a small head, with curly locks and freckled cheeks, pokes out.

Eyebrows curled, the young boy waits to see the response of him finally showing himself, having clearly heard everyone, but not yet ready, it seems, to speak.

He glares most intently at Chomski and Kola...

...

Laz waits, not wanting to say anything until the master talks to the apprentice.

Marcellus steps back and awaits the response from the master as well, unsure, other than possibly public disturbance, what role the Edgewatch had yet to play in this situation.

Eyeballing Laz, then Marcellus, yet with some suspicion, the boy waits too - the air tense and strangely silent.

Marin Porphyry, too, remains silent - her elbows folded, she looks towards Chomski with a "Do Something!" look in body language!

"So you... called the watch because...?" Laz doesn't get it. If you aren't able to call your apprentice to order, you ask the guard to do it for you? "That's crazy."

The master is missing, correct?

”Well met, Eunice. We are here to help. Please, come with us and we will ensure we take your statement and we will do everything in our power to find your master.”

The master is there, waiting for us to give the apprentice a b~!!$~%ing for her.

The Apprentice's Lock In (Part Three)

"No no - you have to hurry" the boy speaks finally "My master is missing" he points to Marin Porphyry "Not this stupid lady!" to which she frowns and cuts him an angry glance "Take her in! She has kidnapped my master! You want to help right?"

Marin defends herself! "I did no such thing! This little boy is full of ideas! Taking hostage my shop to raise a ruckus!" she looks like she has had just about enough!

As the blame game continues, the Edgewatch decide who the guilty party may be!

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The Party is Up!

Laz quietly comments his impression to the others. [smaller]"I think they're both telling the truth. One of them must be mistaken."

Marcellus turns to the group as well and answers in a lowered voice.

"I'm not sure I trust the kid, but the shopkeep might be telling the truth."

Greyjay frowns slightly, nodding minutely at Marcellus. "Is that so? Can you tell me why you think she did such a thing?"

I'd like to use Lie to Me, if you haven't done so already, GM. If you want me to roll again: Deception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11.

Marcellus frowns at the question, ”I can’t explain, just a feeling.”

While the Edgewatch decide what to do (and who to believe!), both Eunice and Marin continue to point their finger at the other...

"I am unclear on which of them is telling the truth. We should check out the inside of the shop and then bring Eunice in for a statement at the precinct."

"Okay" Laz points at the boy, "you tell us what happened to your master and why you believe he's in the shop."

"I am unclear on which of them is telling the truth. We should check out the inside of the shop and then bring Eunice in for a statement at the precinct."

Marcellus nods quickly, regaining some of his confidence as he tries to remember the training in the investigations handbook.

"Yes, of course. Perhaps one or two question the complainants while the rest of us check the shop? I'll certainly go take a look."

I know splitting the party is usually BAD, but it does seem like a law enforcement thing to do, take statements while checking the property

Oops, I didn't clarify that Greyjay was talking to the kid.

Greyjay nods his agreement with Laz. "Let's hold off on any arrests for the time being. I'd like to hear more from both of them before we make any decisions."

He looks to the youth. "Who is your master?" He adds to Laz's questions.

The Apprentice's Lock In (Part Four)

"Master Kemeneles" as the boy speaks his name, everyone realizes they have not heard of or met this man "is a Great Wizard - I hope to be like him one day - we came to the city two weeks ago, and he told me to go get some, um..." he pulls a list out of his pocket, and reads down the 6d6 ⇒ (1, 1, 2, 5, 6, 6) = 21 items on it - all spell components of some sort or another, then puts the list back in his pocket "...and I haven't seen him since"

His tone, momentarily calm, leaps quickly to anger again here - he points to Marin Porphyry "...and SHE and him are Sworn Enemies! I know she kidnapped him or killed him or worse!"

While Laz and Greyjay engage with the two noise complaint / suspects? - Marcellus and Chomski check out the shop, while Tanaterra...

...is Up!

Tanaterra looks up at both of the mages. "Unless anyone has any strenuous objections, I'm going to have a look around and see if I can find out what has happened here." She looks to Eunice. "I promise, I will not touch anything without asking you first - I know better than to randomly poke at unknown magic."

She waits all of two seconds for a reply before striding into the shop, murmuring in Gnomish to Chomski, "Taylir eyn sur'haai dayn par vutyc euras, ni dein't copaanir cuyir jehavey."

TT will begin a fairly thorough investigation of the shop. Pertinent skills include Perception, Arcana, and Thievery; pertinent feats include That's Odd, Quick Identification, and Glean Contents.

Congrats, Chomski! I've decided to use Mandalorian for Gnomish!

Chomski takes his cue and starts Detecting Magic.

Marcellus follows the gnomes into the shop and looks around.

As the Agents of Edgewatch brashly presume to scour the insides of Marin Porphyry's shop, she cuts in front of them and protests "I know my rights, officers, and while I did summon thee for assistance with a juvenile trespasser broken into my shop - against whom I decline to press charges! - I do not equate my thanks in resolving the matter with tacit permission to be treated like a common criminal!" she barely catches her breath here before continuing "If you'd like to bandy through my workshop, I will request to see the warrant!" utterly flustered, she continues "And if I am a prime suspect in a crime of which you have yet to name, I insist upon my due process!"

What the wizard lacks for in physical size, she makes up for in civic knowledge and reasoned insistence.

With Eunice in their custody, our heroes continue to make sense of what is "right" and what is "wrong" in this situation.

(Sense Motive?)