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Basil, that check would've been on your turn round one. You still have your full action for round two when it comes up.

Alleria pulls her pistol out of its holster and lines it up on the barrel containing the goblin that just shot at her. Meanwhile, in the pit, three cackling goblins come out of the sewer pipe to throw bags of unmentionable contents at Gideon. The bags all fall shot of the oracle, splashing into the sludge around him. They draw knives and move in for the kill. Natasha nimbly crosses the plank into the next room just in time to see Basil run out to try to help Gideon. Basil, Str check to lift Gideon out of the pit.

Round 2:

The goblins pop out of their crates just in time for one to get clipped by Alleria's over excited shot. It returns the favor before dropping back into its cover. The other shoots the newcomer into the room in the brightly colored clothes. The one goblin's attack goes wide after getting shot back, but the other's flies true and barely manages not to deliver a killing blow right into Natasha's innards. Natasha take 2. It too drops back into its cover after loosing its bolt.

No map yet, but these are goblins and I doubt you'll need it. The goblins are about 20 feet from the entrance into the room. Alleria, you're 15 feet away by the other door. The three sewer goblins are all within 5 feet of Gideon except one within melee range.

Will have a map up and the remainder of the turn in the morning.

Despite the rope, Gideon falls into the sludge below. Fort save, or Filth Fever. Though it softens the fall, the soup is disgusting. Gideon hears the sounds of manic, high-pitched laughter coming from the sewer pipe in the wall. At almost this same moment, two goblins burst from inside the crates before Alleria armed with over-sized crossbows. The slam the heavy weapons down on the crates' lids to brace before firing.

The goblins loose their bolts before anyone knows what is happening. Alleria manages to dodge the surprise attack, but a bolt strikes home in Basil's thigh. Basil takes 8 damage. After their initial strike, they duck back into their cover to reload. Total cover.

Gideon, if you're coming in, Acrobatics and Perception, if you please.

Basil, Alleria, I forgot to mention that there is also a door in the northeast corner of the room.

Basil, Perception please.

Basil hops quickly across as the plank groans under the weight of his armor. As he enters the next room he sees Alleria on the opposite end looking behind some crates and barrels.

The slope is angled dangerously at places. DC10 Acrobatics to make your way to the crates.

Nimble as a cat you are.

Alleria walks smoothly across the plank with an acrobat's grace. On the other side the floor of the room has fallen away, leaving a narrow, charred edge around the south and east walls. To the northwest, a ledge heaped with crates and barrels sits, while above the rafters of the attic lay bare to view.

Thnx Phil. That sums it up quite nicely.

Back on! Natasha, you were sent along with by Sheila after Yera moved on. Feel free to enter in whatever manner you see fit.

Me like. She'll fit in really well with the group. You're in. I'll make sure to give you opportunities to interact with other familiars for spells.

Not even a response so far. Gonna ask my IRL friends if they'd like to try pbp.

Just FYI, still looking for a 4th player.

Thanks guys, that's all I needed to hear

I'm back everyone. With that, I know this campaigns been moving pretty slowly anyway, ad with Nirthuus not having posted in quite a while, I need to know if you guys are wanting to continue this campaign. Cool if you do, but you really won't be hurting my feelings if you don't.

Just letting all my PbP's know. I'll be moving here shortly, so my posting might get a little scarce for a week or two.

There's always the "bridge" to the door.

I didn't say it would be easy to make it up the wall. Just not impossible and less likely to cause a collapse. Neither of you make it up.

Climb checks por favor.

As Basil puts his first foot onto the ladder's rung it snaps almost instantaneously, the pieces clattering down into the sludge.

Everyone:

In layman's terms, you've basically got three ways to go. There's a door on the other side of the room with a plank forming a "bridge from your position to the door. There's the sludge beneath you. And there's the ladder running from said sludge to a crawlspace above.

The entire floor of this 20'x15' chamber has collapsed into the pool of water five feet below. The earthen walls of this floored subcellar ooze with foul rivulets, and the smell is abominable. Two oozing sewer pipes protrude through the east wall of this pit just above the level of the sewage. Part of the ceiling above the entrance has collapsed, revealing an attic crawlspace above; a rickety ladder leads up from the water below into the crawlspace above. A door stands in the far wall across the sludge pit. A wooden plank balanced between both doors makes a precarious bridge between the two doors.

The men give each other wary glances before the lead one shrugs. "A'ight, mate. Buh don' say we didn'a warn ya. C'mon boys. Le's go." He waves at the others and begins a slow walk down the road.

"Look, there's bad stuff in there. We wouldn'a want fine upstandin' folks like yerselves gettin' hurt s'all," one of the men says. He flinches a little at the piercing stare Basil gives them all.

Just to let you guys know, I haven't had any internets for the past week. Hence the scarcity of posting.

They are carrying morningstars and have crossbows slung across their back.

They swiftly move to get right up in your faces.

"There won't be no trouble long as you lot clear outta here," one of them states with a hint of menace.

There are two entries into the building. There is the main entrance on the South wall, and there also appears to be a small shack leaning against the side of the building that might lead into it, probably a storage shed of some kind. Boarded windows cover openings into the shack.

As you approach with the clear intent of entering the building, three shabby, but tough-looking varisian men exit from the shack, loudly demanding you to leave.

Perception checks please.

Yera nods at Gideon and Basil. "Yes, but only at very short distances. I could maybe teleport from one side of the door to the other, but that is about it."

Ah yes, I had forgot both of our casters were out atm. Also great to hear that Phil!

Bump?

The peasant seems more than willing to accept your coin. He leads you to a building that has clearly seen better days. Its clipboard sides are dark with mildew and marred by scorch marks. In places fire has gutted portions of the roof's moss-covered tile shingles, but the building appears to be structurally intact. The building stands near the stark wall of the Seacleft, and scree from several decades of minor rockfalls has piled up along its southern face.

You're in Underbridge. Let me count the people, lol.

Fenster grabs for it, and frowns angrily when Basil pulls it back. "Dun toy wif me, boy. This's good info. I'm givin'. It be an 'bandoned boardin' house in Underbridge," he says menacingly. "Now this ain't no charity. Gimme my pay."

Fenster grins slyly. He looks over his shoulders to make sure he isn't being overheard and continues. "I been seein' her lurkin' about in a buildin' purdy close. She ain't hangin' out wif da udder Tower Girls. Fact, she seems ta be doin' real good ta stay invisible, as t'were." Fenster hops a little closer and taps the sallow cheeck under his non-clouded eye. "Nuthin' gets past me good peeper!"

Sorry guys for the delay. Prepping for a move and been sick for the last week. Had me knocked on my bum. I'll get a response up when I get home from work this evening.

I'm really sorry to hear that Phil. I'll send a few words to the big man upstairs for ya.

Fenster cowers before Alleria's sudden outburst and dives behind his chest, peeping over the top. His eyes narrow.

"Yer askin' sumfin danger's. An ole Fenster can't name a price cuz he dunno watchoo got to trade."

Keep in mind this guy doesn't appear to be too terribly bright. Plus from what you've heard he's generally more interested in trinkets that catch his attention than in gold value. That being said he's not an appraiser.

Greed glitters in Fenster's eyes. "Well tha' depens. Watchoo got?"

Fenster's eyes widen for a brief second and he becomes wary.

"Oh aye," he stammers before regaining his composure. "Fenster knows where she be. But I ain't sayin' nuffin wiffout a better payment."

Fenster ceases picking his teeth with a wickedly barbed (and very rusty) dagger and perks up at Gideon's question. He sits up and puffs out his chest proudly.

"Aye, I be ther landlord."

It takes less than a minute for the grimy Fenster to come crawling out of his hovel to examine your gift. He doesn't acknowledge you, but moves strait to the plate and looks the gem over before sniffing it and, apparently satisfied with what he found, pocketing it. He grins and snorts up a dribble from his nose, then sits on his broken chest.

"What yew want Fenster ta'do?"

Sorry guys. Been a hell of a week in every sense of the phrase. Back up and going again.

Sooo... what you guys leaving?

You seek shelter in the Lodge just as the sun is rising above the buildings of Magnimar. Sheila is walking down the stairs as you enter with a cup of some warm beverage. she says nothing, but smiles at you as you all march wearily towards the back of the manor.

Later that afternoon, feeling refreshed, you continue on your search. Fenster's abode is much the same as before.

Alright. Who's going where, then? I'm assuming some of you will just go home.

so you guys going to rest first, or heading strait to go visit Fenster?

Np, I'm having to wait till a new motherboard comes in for my comp. Stuck with mobile updates until then.

"Well I had a bit of a tip," she says and hands Basil a small note.

We have something you might want. If you do, come to the Puffy Pelican tavern, Dockside, to collect it. It is signed only with a symbol of a twisted serpent upon a silver shield.

"Don't worry, Sheila hasn't seen it," she says with a sly grin. "And I've had my own fair share of unfortunate 'accidents' adventuring. So, unless you all feel like telling this little part of your tale, no one'll be hearing a word of it from me. After all," she says elbowing Gideon in the rib, "maybe one day you'll be in a position to return the favor."

She puts a finger to her lip, looking pensive. "As to your captor, I have no idea. That note was on Heidmarch Manor's door this morning. That's all I know."