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Jan walks toward the human, voice rising gradually to a yell, talking, and gradually. "We don't know who they are. Who are they? Who are you? Why are we fighting these people? I'm a cleric not a fighter!" It is unclear what relevance Jan's final, screamed, exclamation has to the rest of the utterances, but it is full of pathos if anyone wants to hear it.
Jan unpacks the map case and tries to fit the loose papers into it in the order they were in. When the loose notes prove too extensive for the map case, Jan sandwiches them between the books, taking care to note the order order of everything so it can be rearranged in the same pattern later. Jan officiously divides the stacks and hands one bundle of books and notes to each party member with a pack. "Can we take this gem too? Do you think anyone owns it?" Jan asks, gently placing the notes into the pack.
Jan reads through the papers again carfully, shuffles them back into order with a sigh and offers them to the group. [b]"Following the most obvious clue every time has brought us this far. I agree with Giovanni, but I think we should stop here long enough to eat and report to someone. One of the venture captains might know more about Elysia. I want to get my spear and armor at least."[b/]
Jan grabs a few of the oldest paper and goes upstairs. Jan lingers in Fimbrik's study to retrieve the papers Pollock asked for from a map case, then catches up to Pollock on the steps and hands him the papers from the Wisp. In exchange Jan takes the new note and peruses it thoughtfully, along with the decades old headlines. To Pollock Jan comments "Whoever Evil Grin was the name has come up twice now. It seems more promising than a grumpy stone mason" GM: Jan is looking for any event that might involve illusion or explain why Fimbrik left when he did or what befell him. Is this a knowledge or perception check or some other skill? Can I take a penalty for having a conversation while perusing?
Jan shrugs to LB and is about to push open the door when Nixim speaks. Jan shoots the others a glance then call across to Nixim "Nixim, I would feel much safer if a pathfinder of your stature were to introduce us to Fimbrik, or at least face these traps. I don't know if any of us non-gnomes are up to the task"
"Mind the western door, Giovanni. More magic there than in a minstrel's melodies. Jan goes toward that door, then looks at the rest of the group earnestly "I know we couldn't find Dreng, but is that really a reason to break into the home of a fellow pathfinder, even a suspicious one?" GM: Can I use insider knowledge to see if Jan can remember anything more about fimbrik?
Chastened by the sudden appearance of the choker, Jan is already wary when the beetles appear and is able to turn a startled exclamation into a timely request for divine aid. "What is that...in Desna's name"
Jan draws a dagger and thinks that the motion may become uncomfortably familiar if things continue as they have been.
Jan dithers by the bridge, muttering. The other pathfinders, trying to perceive the secrets of the hidden room, catch snatches like "...if everyone carried a spear into the tavern we'd all trip...", "... who owns a net?..." and "Should've known better than to think a meeting with Dreng wouldn't require armor." Eventually Jan moves toward the desk and the muttering becomes clearer. "Yargos just warned us about solving problems with fireballs and arms, and you all just charge in with weapons drawn. This is an office, not a dragon's dungeon. There is a desk! Desna help us! We'll never get this wine to Dreng if we try to solve every mystery in Absalom on the way." Knocking on the desk, Jan calls out [b]"Hello. Just picking up some wine, sorry to disturb."
Jan turns around on the other side of the bridge and waits for the rest. Noticing Pollock and Vinny seem nervous, Jan upholds a carved wooden butterfly and prays to Desna on behalf of the rest of Vinny and Pollock. "Desna, who made the heavens and generously dispenses luck, hear now a traveller, and aid Pollock, Vinny and Giovanni on their way. May this bridge be sound, and their footing steady." The prayer complete Jan addresses Nixim. "Do you want a prayer too? I wouldn't presume to pray on behalf of a future deity." Jan's eyes are twinkling. GM Spoiler: Could I cast mending on the creaky plank? Does this prayer suffice to do this from the perspective of the players, and how do I go through the mechanics of casting. I know you said no one needs to make a check to cross, but it seems better for me to practice this now so that I have some idea when I actually need it. Also how do I post a hidden message without the word "spoiler" Should this message be OOC instead of hidden?
Jan tentatively swirls the mug, eyeing the vicosity of the fluid, then takes a tentative sip. The taste is not unbearably unpleasant. Jan asks "As a military historian, Mr. Gill, are there any subtle tactical blunders that kill an anamalously high portion of Pathfinders?" and takes another tentative sip.
"The good old wounded wisp! Home of the Society before it was cool, eh Captain?" Jan's words overflow with the smug self assurance of the untested, and sense of knowledgeability of the avidly, but not thoroughly, informed. "Do you really need all of us to pick up the package? Seems like you've assembled a band eager for adventure..."
A third figure, an eminently serviceable cloak hanging bulkily around it, hastens through the drizzle with a curiously disjointed gait somewhere between the skipping of a child and the weary but dignified shuffle of a bureaucrat. Glancing at Pollock's map the figure makes an introduction while stepping under the eaves next to the interlocutors and shaking drops of water off the hem of the cloak: "Cartographer eh? I like the minimalism there, but the lines are a bit sloppy. You ought to get a map case to keep it out of the weather. Gander's the name. Jan Gander." |
