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GM Hawkeye, unless I am mistaken Murder's Mark should award 3 XP, not 1.

Normally modules award 3XP and 4 prestige, unless it is a Free RPG Day module, which only awards 1XP.

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Playing a module or sanctioned content from an Adventure Path from beginning to end earns a character 3 XP and 4 Prestige Points if that character is on the medium advancement track, or 1-1/2 XP and 2 Prestige Points for characters on the slow advancement track.

My cert shows only 1 XP and 2 prestige, and the others may as, so you may need to redo everyone's certs.

Thanks

I hardly ever use them anyway, they just get tucked up into the folder and forgotten ... must do better in future..

I missed gameday 3 completely, so will wait until number 4 rolls round .... :)

No day job for the cleric either....

and I didn't even know this was part of gameday 3 ... :)

Dar'erthan bows to his head to everyone at the conclusion, aand says softly "May the sunlight of Sarenrae forever shine on you and protect you in your fights against evil." He smiles, pulling out a shiny coin, "Let the tavern see my coin, and our thirsts be quenched." he continues as he claps Evenstar's back and follows her to get the drinks in.

Echoes Evenstar's thoughts entirely.

I really enjoyed this, thanks to our GM and the other players.

It kept a good pace throughout, difficult for a pbp, but it kept up, which is really good. I liked having a bit of a story to go with it, rather than the short 1 off scenarios.

So I joined you on Oct 10 finished on Jan 21, so just over 3 months for the equivalent of 3 scenarios, which I think is pretty good going.

More than happy to keep playing with the group, its been a lot of fun.

Dar'erthan follows the others through the double doors, as he hears the threat. He points at the woman and says "Let the holy fire burn those who fight against Sarenrae's greatness." A flame appears at the end of his finger and shoots towards the woman.

Fire Bolt ranged touch attack 1d20 ⇒ 9 fire damage 1d6 ⇒ 3

Dar's face looks on, his eyes wide open as Arthrax kicks the door down, "Humph!, I suppose that's one way to do it." he coughs as splutters.

Standing at the door, Dar'erthan keeps a watch up and down the corridor. "Tell me when you are ready, and I will come in and shut the door behind me. Let's continue through that door there." he says pointing to the door to the east.

Dar'erthan, seeing the fight in the small room, moves and stands in the doorway, holding his shield and his scimitar ready in a defensive pose, ready to stop the adversary from exiting by the door. Standing in silence he watches his friends make their attacks on the creature.

Move Action: move to the doorway
Std Action: Total Defensive

Climbing down the trap door and opening the door to the east, the party finds themselves in a corridor with two more doors and another hallway that seems to head further east. A few crates of smuggled goods are stacked to the south.

Keep going east...

"Keep on through the door opposite." suggest Dar'erthan

"Now, you want to get after Robella, then I suggest the ladder" says Dar'erthan to the assembled party, as he points into the trapdoor. Before turning to Dolph, "One of many doors, no doubt, yes." and agreeing with the dwarf. He continues, "We find Robella, yes? We hunt her." He lets the dwarf and Victor make their way down before he follows as one of the last down, when he picks up the broom, carrying it with him, keeping it lit like a torch, through Sarenrae's blessings.

Keeps casting light on the broom as required.

Suggest the eastern door from the room below, whoever is down there.

Dar keeps watch over the trapdoor.

Dar'erthan hears that Misforstatt has the situation under control, and knows that the man's statement will confirm the innocence of the circus people. He smiles to himself, at last confident that this rag tag group of pathfinders has what it takes and he will be able to continue on his path to be an able member of the Society. He turns to Evenstar and says quietly, "Once Misforstat has finished his questioning, I think it advisable to tie this young man up, we will need his statement for Lawkeeper Feldane."

He goes to the door and looks in on the scene of the interrogation, "Well done Misforstatt, just remember to ask for his name as well, it's only polite." he says with no little sarcasm in his voice and smile. Continuing he says gently, "And of course he can show us any relevant files and papers."

Just in case its not clear - In the post I tried to indicate that Dar is outside the room that Misforstatt has entered and hasn't looked inside the room.

Looking straight at Arthrax, Dar'erthan's eye suddenly blink, and his mouth drops on hearing Misforstatt's words. He stops momentarily, paralysed by surprise, but only for seconds at most. It dawn's on him, they might have accomplished the goal of their mission, if his words are true.

Dar'erthan notices Arthrax's mouth break into a smile, the cleric raises his eyebrow quizzically, watching the fighter before Dar even tries to follow Misforstatt. He puts his finger over his mouth, and stares at Arthrax.

"Now we have opened the trap door and announced ourselves with the broom and light, I think it best we bite the bullet and go below. It would be just as easy for us to be surprised by someone coming up, as it is by someone going down." the cleric argues. "However any immediate threat, would come from within that door," he says pointing to the door in the south. "It would be best to check that, before moving into the darkness below. Misforstatt can you open it?"

In the room as MIsforstatt pokes his head though the trap door, shake his head and rub his nose, Dar' asks the others, "Do you want so light shed down there?" He picks up one of the brooms, praying to Sarenrae to grant her sunlight shine brightly as the broom beginns to glow.

Casts light on the broom and if either Dorf or Anthrax want him to light the room he will drop the broom down through the trapdoor hole.

"These papers are not securely kept in place, likely they won't be much use in our investigations. Let's continue on and return for these once we have finished hunting the woman." Dar' says dourly. He waits ready, whilst Arthrax opens each door in turn. "It is more likely we will find the documents we need in a safe. or locked in a secret place. Keep you eyes peeled for such." He scans over some of the docs as he waits for Arthrax.

Perception 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21

With his morningstar and shield ready, Dar'erthan lets Evenstar join Arthrax, before he too follows them through the doors. He is positioned to help them if require to strike any who would aggressively bar their way.

Dar'erthan will take the wand, if no one else has it. It will save his channels for when we have more injuries in the group.

"Let's find the evidence and the partner in crime, who no doubt we can find somewhere here. Let's get on quickly here to look at the contents of the warehouse, but we should not forget, we must find the wrong doers." says Dar'erthan severely.

"Check out the door to the north, before we look to the southern doors." he calls out to the alchemist, "I'm OK, I can heal if there's ore than one injured." he says as he starts to help look for the evidence they seek.

Perception Aid Another 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14

With blood coming from Arthrax's wounds, the arrow still hanging loosely from his body, Dar'erthan moves to the warrior and touches him. "Glorious Sarenrae let your warmth and light heal his wounds."

CLW 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 HPs back to Arthrax. Sorry its such a bad roll.

Dar'erthan shouts to the fighters, "Leave that thing, and get those archers. Find a way up there, I will send Sarenrae's holy fire at the glob. Just as I send it to the archers there." with that the holy man, lifts his holy symbol and points to the nearest thug and calls out, "Let the holy fire burn those whose fight against Sarenrae's greatness." He moves forward to get the man just in range 30ft and a small ball of yellow and orange flame shoots towards the man's chest.

moves to within 30ft of thug, or stays still if already with in range. I'm not sure where that take me due to elevation of the thugs.
Fire Bolt ranged touch attack 1d20 ⇒ 16 fire damage 1d6 ⇒ 3

Dar has 1 casting of burning hands, it would seem a good time to use it against this ooze, If someone can do a knowledge check to make sure fire will harm it, if not Dar will do it anyway, given the chance.
P.S. other plans are equally as good.

Impetuous, these fighters thinks Dar'erthan as Arthrax bounds forward.

Happy Christmas to you all, hope you have a great holiday.

Dar hearing the sound of battle and the swift and sudden death sound of a body hitting the floor, turns to see through his blinking eyes Arthrax and Evenstar standing triumphant. Without the need to worry about the violent actions of an aggressor, Dar'erthan is able to spend time and concentrate on his healing skills as he attends the 2 thugs, giving them what first aid he can.

Takes a 10 on heal checks for 10 + 7 = 17 to stabilize both men.

"I think I have saved these two, they should provide useful information if we are lucky. At minimum will provide evidence."

He stands and sees the destructive force of both the fighters, wrought on the enemy. "Congratulation on bringing a swift end to this one, check him over, we should find something to aid us. But remember there was both a guildmaster and mistress. Someone should check for magic, if it affected this man. All might not be as it seems, this whole set of crimes has been based on misdirection and illusion."

Assuming that Dar still has to make stable the two still alive thugs, Dar will do that first before giving his attention to the new man.

Fort Save 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Heal check to use first aid to make stable still alive thug 1, 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

Dar'erthan is once more blinded by the flash, his eyes seem to have lots of fiery red spots blocking out some of his sight. Despite that he takes a cloth from his pocket and tries to stem the flow of blood, from the arm of the thug in front of him.

Dar'ethan immediately looks around for any signs of danger, before checking each fallen thug in turn, "If any live, do you want me to save them for questioning?" asks the cleric.

Perception 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
Dar, doesn't bother checking any thug obviously dead, e.g. head severed from body, etc.
Heal (Thug 1) 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25 is he still alive
Heal (Thug 2) 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25 is he still alive
Heal (Thug 3) 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9 is he still alive
Heal (Thug 4) 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8 is he still alive

Once he has determined the state of the enemy, he asks about his allies."Anyone hurt and need any of Sarenrae's burning health"

Dar, srtikes ineffectually at the enemy once more, his weapon striking nothing but air.

Scimitar 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8 damage 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

Fort save 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

"What was that! my eyes...." Blinded by the flashing light, Dar'erthan blinks his eyes constantly. he takes his scimitar and swishes wildly at the person flanking Arthrax. "It is brighter than even the desert sun!"

Scimitar Attack 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11 would probably be flanking with Athrax
Scimitar damage 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Miss/Hit chance 1d20 ⇒ 11 high hits

It was a very loud inside voice ... :-)

Dar'erthan shrugs as he resignedly speaks to the deputy sheriff, "They lack refinement, but they get results. I hope you will not hold their methods against them."

Linguistics 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17

Following Evenstar's eagle eyes as she looks over the body, Dar takes the card and note after Dolph has finished. He scratches his forehead, as he frowns, "The note is somewhat faked.." You can all look at the linguistics spoiler

Dar takes the evidence to the Lawkeeper Feldane, "Once more this is a set up, look see the note, if you just wipe away the dust sprinkled on, the ink underneath is fresh and only just been written, I doubt it is more than 2 hours old. If we can find a copy of Arhaneem Braeton's signature, we might have proof positive its a forgery. Do you know who he is and where he might be, so we can compare his signature. We can also find out who might want to set him up, who his enemies are." Dar'ethan muses.

He calls over to his friends, "So what next?"

"Fire is both dangerous and a help, as Sarenrae teaches. Indeed we are blessed in the cleansing power of fire, so think not on loosing your place, but that the fire saved you from the evils these guildmasters are doing. They may even be subverting the whole ethos of that once honourable guild. You may at some point Misforstatt become the guild's saviour, if the it is currently led by those two that were described to us." the cleric tries to cheer the alchemist with the religious meaning of fire. "And if not the same guild, then you might regain your place by the use of your fire in overcoming this evil guild of murderers."

Dar'erthan doesn't join in the jollity of discovering the illusion, instead he has a look of disappointment on his face. Quietly he nods at Dolph's words, "We ave little to go on, other than the guild." His eyes look to the floor, his shoulders slump as he sighs. His whole frame seems limp and devoid of energy, deflated after the revelation.

Even Dar'ethan takes a step back at Evenstar's outburst, he mouths some words but they don't make the faintest sound, he looks like a goldfish as mouth opens and closes silently.

Dar'ethan looks at Amara, his face showing signs of shock, "What do you mean? we have all but cleared your prize exhibit and with that your circus, but Jerizhana is too indisposed to speak with the Lawkeeper. By Sarenrae's fire, where is she that we can speak with her now!" His voice rising, his calm being tested to the limit. "My companions where not disposed to think of her innocence in the beginning, this does nothing to make them inclined to change their view."

"Lawkeeper Feldane, what my friends say is true, none of the evidence points to the sphinx. There are questions which need to be answered. Ask yourself, Why would a powerful creature like the sphinx employ skulks to do her dirty work? How did she even know of the existence of a drug addled group of skulks, surely that would need detailed local knowledge? And why pretend to be the guildmaster and guildmistress? Why would such an intelligent and powerful creature, commit a murder in her own theatre? Then look at the evidence found as presented, none points to the sphinx. So who benefits from fingering the spinx and by implication the circus of such murders? Lawkeeper, are there any in town who would be at an advantage if the circus is disgraced or who would want to murder these victims and benefit from them and the disturbed theft."

Dar'ethan paces back and forth deep in thought. He is clearly disturbed by the Sheriff's anger and accusations against the sphinx. Shaking his head from side to side he says slowly, "The only ones to benefit from the arrest and trial of the sphinx would be the murderers and mob justice, which is no justice at all." Rubbing his chin he continues, "Taking the sphinx into goal may appease the feelings of the mob, giving us more time to find the real killers. Although Lawkeeper, such would be your decision, and could possibly lead to the death of an innocent, if the mob go against the process of law."

He continues to shake his head, "No..no...I dislike that the more I think of it...Lawkeeper, whatever you decide we will need your help to capture the criminals. But catch them we will!" he finishes with determination.

Spells, how do they work ... spellcraft untrained, sorry guys....

Dar'erthan watches on as the group mill around the body, happy to hear what they find, but unable to add more to the discussion or investigation over the current knowledge.

Aid another survival 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6 or not...

Dar'erthan casts a glance over his shoulder at Misforstatt, his lips curl down at the sides as he shakes his head from side to side, letting out a sigh.

Dar'ethan takes out the sheriff's letter holding it aloft. "See here Lawkeeper Feldane's seal! Do as this lady says..." pointing to Evenstar "and you will not interfere with the Law's course. The law will prevail and justice done, none shall escape it's grasp or the wrath of the righteous." The cleric shouts with authority. he watches as Misforstatt starts to move away, and then reurn under Evenstar's command. He scratches his head, wondering what hold the mighty female fighter has over the tiefling vivisectionist.

Diplomacy 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

"Thank you brother, it was our investigations into Mr Walder's death that led us that way. If you would allow, we should look at Mr Walder's body? It would be useful in our investigations. We have a letter from Lawkeeper Feldane to seek the truth and find those who did the terrible deed." The cleric shows the document to the brother of ol' dead eye.

On the way over to the temple, Dar'erthan will mention if anyone wants any specific prayers (spells) they would want to buy in scroll form. ... prot evil, comprehend languages, obscuring mist etc....

"May the sun of the dawnflower light compliment the natural warmth of Ol' Dead Eye." says Dar'erthan touching his brow and bowing slightly. "In our travels, we have come across the slaughter of many creatures in a cavern not far from here. I do not have the wisdom and power to cleanse the evil from the massacre or the bodies. I would ask that to keep the natural balance of life and death, the temple send your holy men and women to cleanse the area. It is not for me that I ask, but the people of this town, for whom you tend as your flock."

"You maybe right Arthax, but Misforstatt has a point, we must go to Lawkeeper Feldane, but we should find the temple on the way." Dar'ethan's knuckles hold tightly onto his holy symbol.

"Maybe that was going to be the payment all along, Evenstar. If so, we have found an evil that must be cleansed by the fire and wrath of Sarenrae." the cleric says hanging onto his wooden symbol of the Dawnflower. He spits on the ground, in anger at the suffering wrought on these creatures.

"I must seek out the temple here, maybe there are holy men that can make sure these creatures find their way to Pharesma." he bows his head, but his hands still move about, as he trusts them into his pockets.

As Dar'erthan surveys the carnage, he speaks solemnly, "It would seem that the Guild master and mistress didn't want any links back to them. We must let the Sheriff know of this evil deed." Dar'erthan says a prayer over the bodies, "Any sign of anyone leaving the scene of this mass murder?" He shakes his head in sadness.

Dar makes sure the ropes bind the blue man. "One of the house guards and our town guard guide can take the prisoner to the Deputy Sheriff, whilst we head off and stake out the caverns. Give this note to the town guard." says Dar as he uses some of the house equipment to write.

Deputy Sheriff Feldane,

Dar'erthan, Cleric of Sarenrae

"Are we ready to track these skulks back to their caverns? I am ready to go."

Before they leave, Dar'erthan lets the widow know what they have found out and that one of the thieves is to be handed over to the town authorities. He also asks the house guards and the town guard, for directions to the Nisku caverns, if they know of them.

At the warriors outburst, Dar says quietly to Arthrax, "Without some help, he will suffer inconsolable pain. It is like a baby and mother's milk, they are weaned off the milk slowly. He too should be weaned off his addiction. The damage is done already, let the Sheriff deal with it."

He speaks up, "Evenstar, Arthrax, once we are done here, I think we need to find and stakeout the caves and look over the bodies. This creature should be handed over to Sheriff Feldane, it provides proof that we need. Once he has answered all our questions to our satisfaction, we must tell her he has been helpful to our inquiries."

Heal 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25

"So how did you enter the building, it's more than safe? Did the Guild Master give you anything to help? The quicker you answer our questions, the quicker we can get some shiver for you."

Once the Arthrax and the rest have made a parcel of the capture creature, Dar'erthan speaks. "The game is up skinless one, if you are helpful, maybe we can ask the Lawkeeper Feldane for some mercy for you. Otherwise I shall leave you to discuss things over with Evenstar the Strong." He points towards the barbarian. "Rather than make this a discomfort for all of us, please answer our questions." the cleric's voice is soft and even, not threatening but resolute. "How did you gain entry into the vault? What are you doing here? What is it you were looking for? Who sent you? Where did you come from?" these and oher questions are asked over the period of time Dar'erthan considers it worthwhile to speak to the creature.

Diplomacy 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
Sense Motive on any answers 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

Any knowledge check to know what the creature is?