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"The Paracountess must be fond of horseback riding."

"I must confess that is something we share," Gerald grins, darting a quick look around the room, finishing with a devilish smirk toward Daniel.

Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 14

Gerald moves beside Jericho, holding his lance steady in front of him.

M6 to O3, bracing with lance in event of a charge.

Ready

Knowledge (local): 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (17) + 0 = 17
Perception: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (14) + 0 = 14

"I didn't see anyone," says Gerald, swinging himself up onto his camel.

Any ideas on the wand?

"Would you mind passing those along?" Gerald says to Jiece, motioning at the keys.

I'll cycle through them in the same order on the dark wood chest.

I feel I must point out that we know the steel one to be trapped, and that should probably be dealt with first.

Gerald moves to stand near the dark wood chest, and tries the scepter key on it.

"Feel free to climb upon my shoulders." Gerald says, not sure whether to be proud that he is being helpful or ashamed that he is a step-stool.

Gerald sets the scepter down, pulls his lance off of his back, and points it straight up. Seeing that the key dangles just a foot or two from the tip, he tries to knock it free. Trying to jump up to close the distance, he swings his lance at the key.

Acrobatics: 1d20 - 3 ⇒ (3) - 3 = 0
Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

Utterly unable to lift his feet from the ground, Gerald lowers his head in shame.

Gerald holds the scepter aloft for all to see. Pointing upward at a small key dangling from the ceiling he asks, "Any ideas on how to get that down?"

How high is the ceiling?

In that case, I'll go ahead and try the key on the chest, assuming Daniel has passed it along by now.

"I must express hesitation at trying the key on this chest. I do not know much of the arcane, but there appears is some sort of magical writing around the lock that I suspect could be a trap of some sort." Gerald glances at Jiece and Jericho. "Of course, I'm certain that someone else could handle the situation."

I'll go ahead and inspect the middle box.

perception: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (13) + 0 = 13

"Fair enough. I'm just trying to keep the mood lively, but I see your point. Shall we be off then?" Gerald asks to nobody in particular before heading off alongside Jiece.

"I feel we should head to the Wise Quarter. I am intrigued by this Dremdhet Salhar fellow, but I wouldn't mind stopping by the pub on the way. I'm buying, if anyone would care to join." Gerald flashes a sly grin at Jiece and Radig.

I second that.

I'm assuming you meant Pearl.

"Do not mistake our intentions. I, for one, still have intentions of presenting you with the supplies we have been given, but before I can confidently do so, I will need an explanation for the nighttime occurrences. Also, after what Pearl had to say about Chrissie, I'd very much like to meet her, if that's not too much to ask. She sounds like a wonderful child." Gerald does his best to give his voice a calm, soothing tone, hoping that it will bring about Baltwin's trust. "Please understand, we would like to give you the supplies, but we cannot do so in good faith until you explain yourself."

Gerald picks up one of the cats, and begins petting it while holding it on his shoulder. He returns to the group, "Is anyone allergic to cats?"

"Is there anything you gentlemen would like to do outside, or shall we walk straight in?" Gerald glances around the group before attempting to lure the cats over.

"I think we should just head to the orphanage and try to piece things together by talking to the woman herself," Gerald says, regarding each of his companions in turn. "There is clearly something going on, but standing around speculating won't get us anywhere." As though this settles things, Gerald takes off for the orphanage, not even bothering to see if he's being accompanied.

That seems a fine idea to me. Once Daniel finishes buying a gift for the children, we can head to the orphanage, says Gerald with a wide grin at the paladin. You continue to impress me, Sir.

I feel it's worth noting that she may not be drinking all of it. She may have a drinking partner or two, and there are alternate uses for alcohol. Gerald takes particular care in glancing at Radig and Jiece, believing them to be knowledgeable on the topic.

What other products does she commonly purchase? Also, could you give an example of her rudeness to the other customers?

I suggest staying together, or splitting into two groups, but no more.

Absolutely. I trust you and your pursuits, I was simply trying to point out that it is easy to become overly suspicious. However, I do believe that an organization that is foremost concerned with helping other would be an ideal hiding place for those who would abuse its power. I see that you have great wisdom in not discounting the possibility of dishonesty within the Silver Crusade, and I think it noble of you to desire it be brought into the light, if present. Gerald turns to Daniel. I tip my hat to you. You have bested me in the way of discourse, and I bend to your words. I spoke too harshly.

You bring up an interesting point, Ollystra. However, if we are to judge any and all "charitable efforts," as you put it, with a skeptical eye, this places you under suspicion as well. Gerald manages his most genteel smile. I mean no offense, of course. I am simply pointing out a fallacy within your argument. Nevertheless, I will observe Gilga with a healthy level of scrutiny.

I too agree with the justness of Sir Von Dorn's suggestion. Without a moment of pause, Gerald is out the door and astride his camel.

Thanks for letting me know. It's cleared up now, but my armor is now different. Also, PFS#42374, and email is anansi.ix@gmail.com. Let me know if anything else needs to be fixed.

Posting as Gerald (alias of Ironic Hero). As I said before, I am willing to make a different build if needed for party balance.