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I shall write more on our other campaign forum.

@Others: see you all around on the forusm!

Yep, we all rolled a bunch of intimidate/diplomacy stuff. I know that Leinathan got a new job recently, so that might be why he isn't posting.

Momentarily concerned by Terex's apparent disappearance, Amarélys quickly finds herself fully focused on the interaction with the salamanders as Zadok and Sir Crunchy begin an intimidation routine. Hoping that their display of power... or at least their bluff, is effecting, she steps forward. Though he lava child's form is much less impressive than her elf one, her usual grace and strength of character can still be seem through every confident step she takes toward the salamanders.

"As you can see, my companions and I are not some weak kind of materials. We are not here by accident and are well traveled. We do not need a guide to the city. And, as my companion here said, we are on official business, and have the protection of higher powers within the planes. People whom better serve as allies than enemies, to anyone." the nymph says, her tone more that of explanation than intimidation.

1d20 + 23 ⇒ (18) + 23 = 41

Would liberating command work on Terex?

Amarélys's eyes grow wider as she hears Terex's call. Quickly, she climbs down the side of the hole onto the ruins covering one of its sides, and begins digging at Zadok's side.

"Terex, can you keep own talking and let us know whether the weight is getting better?"

str(aid): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16

Wow, I totally missed the lines about Emij joining us with the spell :( So, good thing!

"Yes. Good idea." Amarélys replies to Emij's comment, quickly moving on from the fact that she had made a mistake.

"Terex, since you are willing to make your way through the stones, you can let us know whether there is anyone there. That way, as Sir Crunchy said, we can prepare adequately if need be and not waste spells going down."

After a bland but filling breakfast in company of the others, part of which Amarélys helps prepare (not so well), the druid heads out with the others. Though, only after changing her appearance; after reaching for her mask, she slowly changes into a much stockier version of herself while her clothes lose their refined look to become a set of furs attached together by leather straps, lastly her mask disappears, replaced by an obsidian ornament held within a strand of her now black hair. ”This is the appearance of a lava child… I should look less conspicuous now.” she simply explains.

Once they reach the site of the bank, Amarélys turns her back to huge hole in the ground (which used to be the bank), in order to face her allies.
”I will use my connection to the natural world to allow us to get into the basement. To get out, we will need to have someone else cast a spell. Sir Crunchy? I believe you have the required magic to do so. However, one of us will need to stay behind, my power only allows me to take two people with me. And then we will put the body into this new bag of holding and… ” Amarélys pauses for a moment realizing a crucial flaw in her plan. ”That won’t work, I just realized that fire giants are much too heavy for bags of holding. I could still bring Sir Crunchy who could then magically bring the body out of the basement… but that will leave us with an incredibly heavy body to drag all the way to the temple…. And having to explain why we have a dead giant with us. Any ideas?” Crap, foiled by cheap bag of holding :( or rather by 7000 pound giants...

Cast endure elements in the morning

Good to know!

I hope this is normal normal life stuff!

Leinathan, are you waiting for us to move on with the next day?

After Terex and Sir Crunchy are done examining the shotel, Amarélys gently picks it back up and after admiring the make, slides it into her embroidered purse. After the large sword disappear into the magical small bag, she takes the bag of holding and also puts it into her purse.

"Thank you for your help. We will sell those once we are done taking care of the adepts. In the meanwhile, being in my purse should be enough to foil attempts at locating them." Amarélys decdies with one short nod at the two magicians, giving them the slight impression that this is a group decision.

After that, Amarélys finally leaves the common room for the night. Once she reaches her room, she locks its door behind her. Despite her tiredness, she gracefully sits on her bed and delicately takes off her mask. Pressing a hand to her face, she slowly bend her head down for the first time of the day, finally relaxing and letting go of her air of composure. After a moment of relaxation, she shakes her head, and returns to the task at hand.

So, their new allies were.. uncommon... but that also meant they had uncommon abilities. Dismissing her doubts at their limitations, Amarélys reassesses the sitaution. Terex: could easily help them communicate and serve as a spy, small, flying, he could get into places no one else could. Paired with summoned creatures, he could probably fight effectively. Sir Crunchy: though a wizard, he looked pretty tough and would likely be effective in battle.

Bah, just lost my post...

"Good, we have a plan." Amarélys states as soon as the others stop discussing the plan. Then, with a polite bow she steps around her seat, and is about to head out when she stops midstep.

"I almost forgot, but I have this bag and sword I took from the adepts. Would any of you be interested in inspecting the content with me?"

Detect magic on sword and bag. If back is not cursed, will empty it to inspect the contents.

Amarélys nods at Zadok's comment. It was true that she needed rest, but that she could take once they had finalized their plans.
"I do think that we can take them by surprise. Zadok and I both have magic to hide what we truly look like. And, it would be quite easy to hide the two of you. If you do not mind of course, you could stand as our familiars."Amarélys pauses as Sir Crunchy takes a really really long swig of salty water. Finally breaking eye contact, she returns to the topic at hand. " Also, we have only truly met with them at the mortuary of the Onos embassy. They most likely believe some outsiders to be on their trail, though they probably do not know who has sent us. Neither do they have any idea how much we know about them."
Suggested plan: sleep, get giant, speak with dead, seek terrorists to ask for blackfire adept contact. Contact blackfire adepts. Or alternatively, seek directly black fire adepts.

"The body we would like to speak to is that of a guard who witnessed the attack on the bank. He most likely saw the members of the dark fire as well as the way they prepare their attacks. Unfortunately, the body is buried under lots of rubble. We would need some form of magic to return there... I can take care of getting us in there if we wait tomorrow though. My, let's say connection, with the natural world is too weak for me to do this now."

"I think we should avoid trying to pass as the terrorists. The blackfire adepts clearly know them." Amarélys starts, her tone being well measure to gently dismiss Terex's idea. "However, we could easily make ourselves pass for some random group also interested in causing mayhem and let them believe that we got their contact information through the terrorists. But yes, arranging a meeting, if only with a single of them would be best. However, they do have the ability to teleport themselves. If we set up an ambush, we also need to take that into account." she turns toward the crab "Your illusions would definitely be useful, but can you also lock creatures in a place?" she finishes, completely missing his joke.

"Oh, and, as for me, I have a special connection with the natural world which allows me to manipulate the forces of nature such as the elements, plants or animals. Unfortunately, I communed mostly with the place of water before coming here... making most of my magic useless. I can remedy to that by tomorrow. "

Amarélys looks at the others for a while, waiting for their answer, and silencing the inner voice telling her that speaking strategy with a crab and a tiny dragon was incredibly strange.

Amarélys invites Terex to go on ahead and use his telepathy with a gracious motion of the hand and a nod. And, once Emij reveals their association with the riftwardens, she extends her rod bearing arm to invite the others to sit, or rather gather, around the table. She herself returns to her seat but, instead of sitting, she starts to preside the reunion by recounting their findings.
"Indeed, this depiction lacks the fiery soul of the original." she says in answer to Sir crunchy's first question. "Zadok and I set out earlier to investigate the whereabouts of the blackfire adepts. We first visited a prisoner who is a member of a terrorist faction that has recently been using blackfire as well as the site of two of their attacks. What we learned is promising. We know that the number of black adepts are limited, there are probably only three, a hag, a serpent man, and a kelavaku demon. We also know where we can contact the blackfire adepts. It is the catacombs of Flauros temple. Though we do not know the how, we know where to find the terrorists. They should know how to contact the blackfire adepts. " as she speaks, Amarélys uses her crystalline rod to point on the map at the different location she speaks of.
"So, it seems to me that the best course of action would either be to go back to the bank to gather a body which we could question, and then return to the onos embassy to conduct the questioning. Unless, can any of you speak with the dead?" Amarélys asks, looking at Terex and Sir crunchy and waiting, feeling slightly strange at addressing such a question to a crab.

Alright then, once the introductions are made, let's get into an encounter!

I do not mind, as long as they are not getting less motivated by the game!

Amarélys, now back in her usual form, had spent the last few moments at a large and massive table at the center of the library's common area. This was the same place where Zadok and her had planned their day hours earlier. And, just like last time, she was staring at the map of the city, planning their next move.

Sitting, legs close together and cocked to the right, back straight, Amarélys is absentmindedly toying with a crystalline rod when the new guests are led in by Zadok. Politely standing up, but only once they approach within 6' of her, Amarélys circles around the table to greet them. With a quick glance that betrays little surprise at their appearance Or now, see bluff check., Amarélys quickly realizes that holding out her head to be kissed would be inappropriate, and so she opts for a mix between a bow and a curtsy.

bluff: 1d20 + 33 ⇒ (2) + 33 = 35

"It is a pleasure to meet both of you. My name is Amarélys." she says in a pleasant voice. "I heard you asking for Emij, I believe he is in the kitchen, he was helping Zadok prepare some tea. May I ask what brings you here to talk to the librarian?" she continues, her pleasant tone now a tool to hide her prying.

Where is sir Crunchy's familiar? Also, I looked at your equipment, are all your things in your haversacks? Anything dangling?

Sooo, what's up with our gunslinger and flumph? It would be nice to have the whole team gather up.

Amarélys gives a slight nod of approval as Zadok transforms himself into an ifrit. She lifts her hand to her mask, but just as the fetchling asks his question she stops and lowers it.

"Yes, that is how I transformed myself when we were at the bank and how I changed the design on my clothes." Amarélys says in a tone of voice that makes what could have been perceived as a sharp comment sound like a matter of fact statement.

And so, bringing back her hand to her mask, she slowly takes on the form of a female ifrit. First, her clothes remain the same, but then they slowly take the appearance of flowing semi-translucent orange and yellow robes, with thicker fabric underneath to truly hide her silhouette. And, when her transformation is finished, her mask slowly changes to become an ornate brooch in her hair.

"Let us go then." she says.

On their way, Amarélys will use dimension door so they can disappear at some point and reappear... to lose any people following them. She'll od it just before getting to the tower to get the "taxi"

"Thank you Kalio for your help, it was quite useful. We will be on our way now, we need to prepare ourselves to meet with these black fire adepts." Amarélys says, politely making a subtle curtsy.

With one last look to Zadok, and a short waiting period, Amarélys heads toward the exit (with the new bag and shotel). But, on their way out, just before crossing the threshold of the door, she turns toward Zadok.

"The adepts saw us... and I think they might try to follow us to know who we are. Do you have any way of hiding your identity? To disguise yourself so that they do not follow us to the library?"

Amarélys, who had been staring at the corpse, raises her head to look at Zadok.
"Good. We have what we needed." If this corpse hasn't been trying to play tricks on us of course. she adds mentally, though unlike Zadok, she doesn't try to figure out whether the corpse lied to them. "I you don't have a question to ask, we should head back to the library. We can rest quickly and then go fetch the body that was left in the bank's basement." Amarélys seems ready to make her way outside of the morgue as she speaks, but still gives a chance for Zadok to answer her question before she does so.

"That seems more promising." Amarélys adds after the hag whispers her intent. "Now, she seems more likely to be one of the black fire adepts. Now, Kalio, could you ask how we could get in contact with them in order to procure some black fire?" Amarélys says, hoping that some trickery would get them some answers.

Zadok, Amarélys might be trying to take charge, but don't let her! Especially if she tries to lead the interrogation by herself!

Interrogation
"Let us ask the hag next." Amarélys quickly responds to Kalio. If they were wasting time, then the least the better. "We could start with her motive first." she continues without at look to Zadok.

"Of course. What about asking how one can meet with that valued ally?" Amarélys suggests, a hint of annoyance appearing in her voice as she says "of course".

We will try to make this quick!

"Well, it seem's we will have to try another way."Amarélys says, after the body whispers its will. "This is unlikely to be a black fire adept, but more likely a member of the terrorist cell. So, asking who provided them with the blackfire is probably the most likely thing to succeed."

Amarélys not too happily elects to follow Zadok's advice. She was quite flustered that someone would not heed her words. It was rare and not too pleasant. But, they couldn't just go on arguing, time was of the essence. Wearing her face like a mask under her mask, to avoid giving up her current stance, Amarélys waits silently for Kalio to come back.

"Thank you." she says in answer before attempting to take back control of the situation. "This one is probably the most important one since they were about to transport her away first." she says, pointing at the sylph on the ground.

And, after ignoring the awkwardly positioned body for the whole absence of Kalio, because she was flustered, Amarélys finally bows to put it in a more appropriate position.

"Who are you, as in what are you guiding motives, would be a good first question. There is little reason to lie about it. Can it be better translate in Auran, to have this kind of deeper meaning?" she asks Kalio

So, is it a normal bag?

haha, oops

Amarélys not too happily elects to follow Zadok's advice. She was quite flustered that someone would not heed her words. It was rare and not too pleasant. But, they couldn't just go on arguing, time was of the essence. Wearing her face like a mask under her mask, to avoid giving up her current stance, Amarélys waits silently for Kalio to come back.

"Thank you." she says in answer before attempting to take back control of the situation. "This one is probably the most important one since they were about to transport her away first." she says, pointing at the sylph on the ground.

And, after ignoring the awkwardly positioned body for the whole absence of Kalio, because she was flustered, Amarélys finally bows to put it in a more appropriate position.

"Who are you, as in what are you guiding motives, would be a good first question. There is little reason to lie about it. Can it be better translate in Auran, to have this kind of deeper meaning?" she asks Kalio

So, is it a normal bag?

1 we go back to bank: 1d2 ⇒ 2 So, we are staying and interrogating. Can't write anything in character right now.

Good point, I had never noticed that blinding beauty only works on humanoids.

"Yes, of course, I did not mean to imply that you would fight anyone, but that we could use some of your skills. But, I understand that you have your duties. Zadok has a good point, alerting the authorities seems more appropriate after all. We will wait for you here."

diplo: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (3) + 23 = 26

After speaking, and hopefully after Kalio is gone, Amarélys walks toward the shotel and bag. She graciously slides the first into a small purse by her side, giving the impression of pulling a magic trick as the sword is much longer than the bag is deep. She then inspects the bag that was left on the floor.

"The temple will soon be crawling with guards, so I doubt they will send more people here for now... but they will go to the other sites and try to get rid of clues. I think we should beat them to it." she says, while standing up after examining the bag. Amarélys's tone, although quite gentle, doesn't make this sound like a suggestion, but a statement.

Heheh, so funny to have completely non humanoid characters.

Hello newcomers! Welcome to the game!

Amarélys sheaths her dagger slightly more forcefully than one would expect from her usual gracefulness. She takes a single deeper breath.

"We need to secure our sources of information... like this body." Amarélys stops the arm motions which she had been using to hammer her point further, and points toward the body that the hag had attempted to shove into her bag. "I doubt the authorities will do much since they were unsuccessful at drawing information from them. I assume the Onos Embassy will be more interested in doing so. It this their own territory after all." Amarélys continues, looking at Kalio. "Although, the palace, the site of the other attempt, should be made aware of what is going on."

"I think you are right though, Zadok. They didn't seem like they would be part of the terrorists. But, more pressing. There is still the body down within the bank. They might not be aware of it, but if they are they will be going... " the druid turns toward Kalio."If you are capable of fitting your body in tiny fissures, than we could surely benefit from your help." Amarélys finishes, her demeanor relaxing has she half orders, half asks for the marid to accompany them.

diplomacy: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (6) + 23 = 29

Amarélys sighs in disappointment as the serpent folk is whisked away by the djinni. With not much more to do, she gracefully moves toward the hag, dagger in hand.

"There is no need for you to die for those who have sent you here. Surrender, and you might get a chance of getting out this alive." she says, slowly maneuvering to direct her foe's attention away from Kalio Move in flanking position.

Going for a totally different plan, keep the pit.

Amarélys makes some distance between herself and the hag, conscious that she'll reappear as soon as she casts her next spell.

After tracing green treads in the air with her hand and speaking words of power, Amarélys reaches within one of her pouches for a lead bead which she throws down the pit at the djinni.

Cast burdened thoughts on the djinni that just flew down the pit. DC 18 will or must land and cannot fly for 10 rounds.

What about stealing items from him? Would that be considered an attack?

Is it possible to reach the serpentfolk without falling in the pit?

Hello everyone, I am the other current player (Zadok having already posted earlier). I have been checking the submissions, and there is some really cool ideas. I am looking forward to playing with those selected!

Also, I have been looking at the submissions, and I have one or two questions, mostly curious about Raziel's motivation/personality. He's an angel, so bound to do good, but why has he gone on a personal crusade against blackfire? Also, what distinguishes him from other angels (personality, drive, etc).

Similar question about Rem di Tron, why is he so dedicated to fighting the blackfire adepts? What makes him so devoted to the Riftwardens?

Amarélys rushes to Kalio's side, aware that she is making noises, but confident that her invisible nature will provide her with the necessary protection against her foes.

"I see you don't take me seriously, maybe if I am standing right behind you you will." the nymph calls to the hag as passes behind the monstrous woman.

bluff to make the hag believe she is surrounded: 1d20 + 33 ⇒ (17) + 33 = 50

As Amarélys finishes speaking, she once again starts to laugh in derision at the hag. And, again, she incants a spell in between each small burst of laughter.

conceal verbal component: 1d20 + 33 - 4 ⇒ (3) + 33 - 4 = 32

Cast resist energy (fire) on Kalio. He should gain resist fire 20.
Also, I wanted to note that in my previous action, I had Amarélys duck behind the stone slab and hide her spellcasting so that no one would notice that she had gone invisible, in hopes to goad the hag to go looking for her. I will try to make it clearer next time.

You want comments on the completed or incomplete ones?

Spellcraft to retroactively identify shadow conjuration: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13

Amarélys who had so far been quite serious in the battle, straightens herself up, back arched slightly backward, and weight shifted on her left leg, as if to laugh at the absence of reprisal against her. In defiance, she flashes a haughty derisive smile at the hag who has just washed her eyes clean. The change from her usual charming demeanor is striking.

"You really think that you magic will work? Hah. Come and fight me if you can. We will see whether true beauty or sour horror has the upper hand."

With this said, Amarélys gracefully drops behind the slab she had put between herself and the fight. There, out of view, she begins to incant a spell while laughing in derision, effectively concealing her words of power.

bluff(verbal component)vs hag's perception: 1d20 + 33 - 4 ⇒ (10) + 33 - 4 = 39
Cast invisibility

stealth(invisible): 1d20 + 18 + 20 ⇒ (20) + 18 + 20 = 58

Then, still crouching, she moves up the slab and toward the lizard man, making sure to leave a clear path for the hag to reach her previous location.
Move action to 5' step crawl up the slab?

Will do!

fort save: 1d20 + 24 ⇒ (10) + 24 = 34

Amarélys gracefully vents the air in front of her with her free hand, somehow calling on the power of air to cleanse the air she breathes.

"I am going in." she whispers.

Her dagger defensively held high but blade pointing down, Amarélys comes out of the cloud and into the room. Circling around one of the giant empty slabs until she finds a clear line to the hag, Amarélys quickly flicks her wrist dragging a green trail of magic behind it while she intones an incantation. Mud slowly forms into her right hand, and once it forms a sticky ball, she throws it at the hag's face.

Range touch: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (7) + 11 = 18
If hits, hag blinded (not save), she can save at the beginning of her turn (reflex DC17) to end effect, or spend a standard action to end it.

k.nature: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30

Heart beating from facing danger once more after so many years, Amarélys has to momentarily think back about her lost glade to recover her countenance. So strong a drive it is, that her heart stills and her gazed sharpens to an edge. Her deep blue eyes quickly scan the scene, and before she can do or say anything, Kalio has already entered in melee with opponents. Her gaze stops on the unlucky one who's slower than her and locks with the serpentfolk. Unearthly beauty mixed with inhumane drive fills the snake's mind as it feels forced to sustain the gaze, and in doing so to reflect upon its own insignificance.

Stunning glance(Su), DC 24 For save, or stunned 2d4 rounds

After three long seconds, Amarélys draws her dagger and slowly approaches the melee, ready to help Kalio if need be.

"Careful with the green woman, she might appear ghaunt, but she will be a formidable foe to fight in close quarter."

At last, Amarélys looks over her shoulder, expecting to see Zadok quickly join them in battle.

After her usual introduction, involving name, holding out a hand/curtsying if needed, Amarélys engages in conversation with Kalio.

A flash of respect appears in Amarélys' eyes as the marid explains his story.
"A moving tale. War is something that brings only death. Yet the path of peace is also a difficult one. Your devotion to it is to be commended."

Putting her back to the wall in one quick and graceful motion as soon as the Kalio senses the evil beyond the door, Amarélys holds out a door to stop the genie.

But, too late, Zadok incants, their position is given. Magic coursing in her veins. One step sideways. She opens the door and reveals the room.

"Telling us more about Ono might help us better understand the reason why you were attacked." Amarélys suggests "That is, if you do not have access to talking with the dead adepts. I am not a cleric myself, but I have heard to holy servants have the power to question the dead." Amarélys says, putting the emphasis on the words so has to strongly suggest that they should be doing so. Yet, someone, her innate charm makes it seem as though she is politely asking for something rather than bullying the priest.

diplomacy: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (9) + 23 = 32

"Terrorism is a dangerous path. Attacking peace talks especially so, as it is a roll of the dice. Even if the peace talk fail, the members of the terrorist group might only want to dissociate from them. I believe you are right though, in their minds, they are probably punishing those who betray their view. Extremism can have strange consequences on one's mind. "

Entering the Ono embassy, or temple to be more accurate, Amarélys walks with assurance and grace toward the head priest. Though her gaze remains fixed on him, she takes in the surrounding from the corner of her eyes.
"Good afternoon." Amarélys joins in with Zadok "Anything you can tell us would be useful, including why your worship would attract such attacks." Amarélys adds, expecting her words to motivate the priest to explain what Ono is.

aid: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (8) + 23 = 31