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Definitely not new to PFS, but looking forward to playing nonetheless!

Indeedily. Hope all is now well, Mike.

I hope Mike is okay.

PING!

So where are we?

"If they didn't break the law, why did we give them a beat-down? It's more true to say we don't have any evidence that will stick. Leaving them here could kill them. If you want to leave them here, let's send an urchin to the guard with a note saying they're here."

"Wow," says Cesare. "I did not expect it to be that easy."

He nudges the unconscious woman with a boot. "What do we do with this lot? Hand 'em over to the guard?"

Cesare hustles forward while cheering on his team.

"At them, brave companions! At them!"

Use bardic performance to grant a +1 competence bonus on attack and damage to all allies.

I'm using an iPad today and can't move Cesare's token on the map. Pleas move him 1 SW and 5 W. Thanks.

I'm not sure what the map represents. Is it up to date? What are the red lines?

Cesare casts shield of faith and imbues his weapon with arcane magic.

Cast a spell and use Arcane Strike.

"I say we let 'em come in here, surprise 'em and don't let 'em back out. Anything more complicated than that is likely to blow up in our faces," says Cesare.

Cesare will return to his hiding spot on the map.

"Trouble?" rumbles Cesare, stepping out beside Guy and speaking in his best Oppara docks impression. "These guys giving you trouble, Boss? You want I should give -them- some trouble?"

Bluff: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

Perception to hear someone entering the building: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21

Cesare will cast shield of faith as soon as he hears anything at one of the doors. He then casts detect magic and keeps it going until he can't concentrate on it anymore.

Shield of faith: +2 deflection bonus to AC (AC now 19) (lasts 1 minute).

"Let's just wait and listen," says Cesare.

Cesare draws his sword and takes up position amongst the crates.

"Come on!" says Cesare, grinning broadly. "It'll be fun. You're not really a proper Pathfinder 'til you've fought off an ambush!"

Cesare, G'Boar and Finwë go have a look. Sadly, the bard is neither stealthy nor overly observant. Happily, he'd always been lucky.

Stealth: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (20) - 2 = 18
Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20

"That has the whiff of ambush on it," says Cesare. "I think someone has learned that we are opposing the Consortium. Still, I haven't gotten to hit anything today, so I'm all for it. Maybe we can learn something from whoever it is."

Nope! No special preparations. Just keeping a weather eye out for trouble.

"Let's go," says Cesare, reluctantly.

"Well that was easy," says Cesare, cheerfully, moving to stand guard while the others search.

Do we have any idea what would help these people?

Creeped out by the horrible condition of these people, Cesare simply follows Finwë.

"This place looks as bad as it smells," says Cesare. He moves cautiously towards the reclining figures, keeping an eye out for weapons.

"You folks need help?" he asks.

"Huh. I guess I wasn't paying attention, then. Who wouldn't prefer a rancid sewer to the fresh air of the harbor? Let's go."

"Don't we need to do all three?" asks Cesare. "I don't really mind which order we do them in, though. You want the sewers, let's hit the sewers."

Cesare is talking about the ship, the Blue Dragon's Bite.

"The fire isn't on the ship. It's on the docks. A fire on the docks will definitely get the attention of the crew. Then, while they're distracted G'Boar, here, sneaks aboard."

We have a drink, grab a bite to eat. Ako-chan doubtlessly flirts with some locals while Cesare talks up how he heard that the Pathfinder Society was pretty heroic and how he'd like to join up.

Then they head for the Blue Dragon's Bite.

"I think we create a diversion on the docks...now's the time for a fire, I think... while one of us sneaks up the hawsers and into the captain's cabin. What's your take?"

"Boys, you shoulda taken the hint," says Cesare.

Whoever doesn't go down to Ako-Chan's sleep spell gets hit with a grease spell.

DC 15 Reflex save or fall. DC 10 Acrobatic check to move through area.

Well, if this doesn't work, there is always the classic bar-room brawl. Good way to prevent a meeting if everyone in the place is bloody.

"Gentlemen, gentlemen!" says Cesare, as if not at all in the same party as the rest. "Why, there is no need for any argument! I'm sure the sale of those fake and probably not too legal pearls is no cause for conflict. Why, when the guard gets here, I'm sure a good search of everyone's person will reveal the true culprits! Oh, did I mention I called them about three minutes ago? I'm sure they'll be along any moment!"

Aid Another (Bluff): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

Cesare just continues to mingle with the unfriendly locals, doing his best to blend in.

Cesare, usually able to make friends in almost any location, settles down at a busy table and begins talking to the folks, trying to learn anything he can about the tavern and its patrons. It doesn't go so well...

Diplomacy (Gather Information): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

Cesare rolls his eyes. "Let's call fires Plan B. Why don't we go see the place before trying to come up with a Plan A?"

Knowledge (local): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

"That sounds right to me, too," says Cesare.

"Pot?" asks Cesare. "You have a heavy pot?"

Like G'Boar, Cesare (pronounced CHEZ-ar-ay) is a big, well-built man with rugged good looks, but there the similarities end. Equally at ease in the heart of the city or in the lightless depths of a forgotten crypt, Cesare is always ready with a joke or a wide smile for almost everyone he meets.

He wears a well-maintained sit of studded leather armor and carries a beautiful composite shortbow.

"It's certainly nice to have a bit of ocean breeze," agrees Cesare amiably as he arrives up the gangway and jumps down onto the deck. "Permission to come aboard, Captain?"

Player Name: Tarondor (Scott Nolan)
PFS & Character Number: 2405-4
PC Name: Cesare Andistore
Class and level: Bard 1 (Arcane Duelist)/ Oracle (Nature) 1
Current XP: 4
Current PP: 2
Current Fame: 8
Faction: Sovereign Court (former Taldor)
Day Job Skill and Roll: Perform (Oratory): 1d20 + 10 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 10 + 4 = 19
Pre-Scenario Purchases: None.

Cesare slumps to the floor, bleeding out.

Stabilization roll (DC 10): 1d20 + 2 - 3 ⇒ (2) + 2 - 3 = 1

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10 Oof. Good thinng Tynat got it.

"Hey, this stuff is written in some language I don't recognize. Anyone know what it is?"

"Almost certainly," agrees Cesare.

Cesare examines the area for magic.

Cast detect magic.

Cesare keeps an eye out for danger or interesting sights.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14

"Who leaves a note for potential burglars?" asks Cesare. "Who does that?"

Note to the GM - My Day Job roll, above, should have been a 22, not an 18, as a result of my Performance Artist trait.

Fletch watches Tynat go, casting a critical eye on his method. "Have you considered knocking on the front door?" he asks.

Tynat tosses a pile of newspapers in front of a window, climbs up them and peers inside next to Caesar.

It's "Cesare", not "Caesar".

Having been more or less useless to this point, Cesare makes his contribution by looking into the window. :-)

"Nope," says the bard, "He's in there. Although he is hat-tipping happy. I wonder...be prepared for an illusion. Still...gnomes...who knows?"

So I'll admit to being confused. What does the coin's message mean?

Cesare nearly jumps out of his skin when the weird little wayang becomes a shadow. Every glib answer he was about to provide to the guard dries up in his mouth and blows away.

"No?" he says.

Still exhorting his companions, Cesare advances on the nearest spider, drawing his longsword as he goes. He whispers a word to the blade, surrounding it in a nimbus of softly-glowing pale blue light. He then lunges at the spider.

Maintain Inspire Courage. Allies receive +1 to hit and +1 damage (morale bonus). Round 2 of 8.

Swift Action: Arcane Strike adds +1 to weapon damage.

Move action: 5' step, draw longsword.

longsword attack, with Arcane Strike and Inspire Courage: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 4 + 1 = 191d8 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 8

"Pathinders!" shouts Cesare. "'Ware the spiders! Cover the flanks and watch your heads!"

Start Inspire Courage. All allies receive +1 to hit/ +1 to damage

Cesare has poured the whiskey for Tynat and polished the bar by the time that Heryn returns. Hearing that things are afoot, he tosses the barkeep his apron, vaults the bar and follows Tynat downstairs.

"Oooooh," he says, waggling his fingers in a "spooky" gesture. "Secret room! Is this a great bar or what?"

He moves over to examine the writing on the desk.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22