Artemis Del'Sol's page

Day Job (Perform) 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16
Been so long since I actually played Artemis. Ran him in the Cyphermage Dilemma, that should be another rare one for you.
"Well I do have a story about some pirates in Riddleport, involving some cypher scholars if you would like to hear it." Artemis offers.

No problems. I am sure I didn't help being away for a week in the middle. Thanks for running!

"Lets just say we are a third party interested in the situation that has cropped up here. Looking into some of the things that have happened here I think the Pathfinders you are accusing are quite innocent. As my assistant here has mentioned. A body has been moved from where a crime was originally committed, a button form a foreign area has been located at the scene, and we have some handwriting samples that look a little fishy."
Artemis says stringing together the information they have found in the town.
Diplomacy 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28

Sorry, must have missed the updates this weekend.

"I have no idea what you are talking about. I'm quite insulted that you would believe me a murderer. I'm a world renowned musician from the Del'Sol family and only fight in self defense." Artemis responds to the challenge.
Diplomacy 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28

Artemis begins searching the room for any other clues.
Perception 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Heading to Dragoncon. Probably will not be posting again until Monday.

Artemis squeezes a pair of shots through the open doorway.

Attack 1 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17
Damage 1 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Attack 2 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
Damage 2 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
PBS, Rapid Shot

Perception 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19
Artemis follows the rest of the party up the stairs.

Perception 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
"I can describe this place in one word...... sketchy." Artemis comments as he takes a look at the building.

Artemis heads back to the beer garden for more good alcohol and clues.
Diplomacy 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

Survival 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (12) - 1 = 11
Artemis searches around the farm for any more clues.

Bluff 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29
"Excuse me miss, I believe you are mistaken. My comrades are a little... socially inept. This guy here is my porter, he doesn't even understand Taldane." Artemis explains while removing his pack and unceremoniously handing it to Toshi.

Survival 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (6) - 1 = 5
Perception 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
Artemis appears to be a little too drunk to act on any of the information he has gathered, but passes it along to his compaions before himself passing out.
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The following day Artemis heads back to his favorite haunt in the town and continues the party.
Diplomacy 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27

As long as there is more to learn in the beer garden, that's where Artemis is at.
A few drinks in himself, Artemis has a hearty laugh at the lightweight laying on the ground before chatting up more of the locals.
Diplomacy 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

Apologies, Artemis will continue on at the beer market.
Diplomacy 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23

Artemis will carouse around the beer garden, attempting to make some new acquaintances.
Diplomacy 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25

Diplomacy 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16
Knowledge (Local) 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
"Well from what I have heard of the area, Dawnton isn't very fond of outsiders. Especially those with a strange appearance. The bunch of shorties that went in before us probably did something that set them off in that regard." Artemis shares with the group.

Artemis is a slim dapper man with jet black hair that is pulled back and falls just short of his shoulders. He wears finery of royal blue and gold representing his house. He also carries a small array of weapons, but none of them look nearly as costly as the clothing or jewelry he is wearing.
"Well met Sirs. I am Lord Artemis Del'Sol." Artemis says while taking a closer look at his comrades. He then directs a look at Jorsal. "It appears that the organization still has not learned that you cannot throw muscle heads at every problem to make it go away. This crew does look more suited to tact and discretion though. Who are these comrades of ours we search for?"

Dot.

Artemis sits at the back of the room, writing down everything he can recollect about their previous adventure. Just as they arrive at the chamber, but before Dreng appears, as non-descript messenger hands Artemis a folded piece of parchment, and heads on his way. Artemis thoughtfully opens the message, to find the words "TALDOR REQUIRES YOU!" scrawled in big enough letters that it can be read across the room on the page. He then stands and states.

"I apparently have urgent business elsewhere. I will make sure many hear of our heroic deeds we undertook in Riddleport, and hope to cross paths with you all in the future. Good luck on your latest endeavors."

He then makes his way out into the night.

Meh, I generally don't mind what character I play as long as I get to. I usually DM all local games so this is a break for me.

You get 1xp per scenario. You need 3 per level.

Still good to go too, may switch charatcers if we are doing 1-2 though as Artemis is now 3rd.

Awesome. I think Artemis hits 3rd level with this one. Thank you again for running this.

Perform (Oratory) 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

Guess I set up a little too close to Markus, haha.

Diligence for Archerfest.

I usually don't bother with dayjobs, but if perform can be one I trust your roll for it.

"I suppose that would be fitting."
Artemis whispers back to Toren.

He then gathers the group on the deck of the ship.
"Now this is usually reserved for Taldan theater, and was one of Baron Jacquo's favorites."

He then launches into a bawdy tale about Zarta's odd taste in partners, hoping to garner some laughs from the downcast group.

"Oh, you need not worry about disturbing my dreams. I have seen much worse in my travels. Priscilla on the other hand may have been scarred for life after this trip. Poor girl."

Artemis heads aboard the Titan as well.
"That could have went a lot cleaner, but someone always has to make things difficult."

"Well, I was all for taking her back to Absalom. However, if she is literally going to be spewing poison at us the whole way back, I am a little less inclined to be watching out for her safety. I gave her every chance, and she did not take one of them."

Casts cure light wounds on Grigo 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
Casts cure light wounds on himself 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

"Everyone else alright?"

"She's all yours Markus after that distasteful display."

To the authorities? I am all for dragging her back to Absalom and tossing her into the grand lodge stating "She is the cause of all your problems in Riddleport.".

Yeah, it was over so fast I missed it, haha.

Not sure if concentration is still needed as it seems the fight ended without me haha.

Concentration 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

"Well that escalated quickly."

Hope you had a good time man. You didn't let anyone down, cons don't come around too often.

Just to get the scholar away from her. Notice I specified that I would let her go to her ship. Didn't say I was going to let her leave after she got to it.

Yeah, kinda figured it wasn't gonna end well when my high diplomacies yielded nothing.

Artemis sighs at the breakdown of negotiations.

Casts sleep DC 14 save, trying to hit her and her bodyguards, wihtout hitting allies.

"Yes, I will let you go to your ship, but I would still like to know what happened here."

"I am curious as to how this all came about as well. Let's just all lower our weapons..."

Artemis flicks his hand in the direction of her sword.

"... and discuss this like the civilized people we are."

Diplomacy 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

Artemis raises his hands up high and makes his way to the front of the group. As he walks by Chanix he jests quietly.
"After this is over I am going to have to teach you how to speak with women."

When he reaches the front of the line he speaks directly to the woman.
"Good day miss. I believe we are getting off on the wrong foot here. My name is Artemis, and I'd like to have a little chat with you about this whole scholar business, as I am one myself."

Diplomacy 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

Artemis admires the natural beauty of the cavern while the others ensure safe passage.

I think Chanix is checking the boxes

Artemis follows behind the group and states quietly.
"Well, I suppose the only question now is how far into the caves the ambush lies."

Artemis brings up the back of the line, watching Chanix slip through the darkness.

"Well this looks cozy, who wants to go first?"

"Seems like it. I really hope we can get to this scholar in time though. I would really hate to be in his shoes right now."