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I don't know about two, but I'm bowing out of this game, Dawnilea. I'm hanging up my PbP spurs for a few years to focus my gaming time with my kids. They're now old enough to do some proper games, but not old enough that they don't want to spend time with their Dad. :-) Anyway, it's been a ton of fun, and I appreciate the years of work and camaraderie from everyone. -Tripp
Larenti took on the task of cleaning the boots, washing the muck out over and over again, and then setting them to dry by a fire. They looked passable when they were ready.
Sounds good, Bardigan. And all my best wishes, Tilnar! Coming back after a week would be incredible, so take all the time you need. Rest and be with your baby. As for me, the convention ends this weekend, so I should be back on a regular schedule as of Monday.
Larenti, frustrated at his failure to recruit the street performers, tried to regroup mentally. What would Shensen do?
I have company coming in today, and then I'm leaving Friday for the World Boardgaming Championships for 9 glorious days. I'll try to post, but I might be intermittent, especially on travel days.
"I agree with Dawnilea. Let's end this."
Larenti shrugged a sad agreement. He didn't see what else could be done.
Larenti was incredibly tired, but he leafed through the books at Crissali's as best he could. An old reference book looked promising. "Tengu, habits of...Tengu, plumage variations...Tengu, mating displays...whoa.
Larenti nodded to Aula's plan and made ready to head off with Dawnilea.
Larenti scoured his memory for someone who might be able to examine Chough's condition and remain discreet.
Larenti will manage the Street Performers (assuming we successfully recruit), as it seems to fit the flavor of his Spy Master role. Not sure what we should do about Chogh, the Fushi Sisters, or the treasure.
1) For the rolls, I'm happy with you performing them. You can best judge when everyone's weighed in and/or when you want to move along as DM. 2) For the Team check, I suggest we start with "Peddlers" as they give us the "Earn Gold" action, which we'll need to recruit higher tier Teams. Next would be "Street Performers" for the "Gather Information" action. I'm not seeing a huge need for "Sneaks" or "Freedom Fighters" right now, and their DCs are higher in any case, so I guess I'm advising that we start with the low-hanging fruit (statistically).
It seems that "Recruit Supporters" and "Recruit Team" might be the best choice. "Lie Low" doesn't make sense as our Notoriety is currently zero. And "Guarantee Event" seems a bit risky as something bad can happen (despite the beneficial "take the lower roll" modifier). Just my two coppers.
I've been having trouble connecting as well. It's frustrating when I only have a small window in the day, and the site's down.
"Everything you say about Barzillai, Kintargo and the people is true, Bardigan. But the issue is timing. Do you really see everyone rising up tomorrow? The day after that? I think Aula's right. We need to build a network if we're going to do more than roll the dice and cause bloodshed." I wicked smile crossed Larenti's face. "You remember that blonde cousin of the Jhalteros? It took you some time, but you got to the rousing poetry at the end. Play it like that, but with the whole city."
Yes, very impressive Aula. I think, though, you're suggesting Secrecy? That works for me, though Bardigan wanted Loyalty. Either way, I'm happy to be (and apparently a decent choice for) Spymaster. Bard, can you expand on your thoughts about Loyalty?
Level up:
Larenti is fine with Loyalty, and would like to be Spymaster. I'll level up tomorrow. I've been crazy busy, so I apologize for the slow posting in my games. Of course, made time earlier today, and the paizo site wouldn't load.
Larenti does his best to follow Aula's instructions.
Larenti also demurred to Dawnilea's question.
Larenti didn't make any threatening moves, careful not to interrupt Bardigan's soothing talk.
"It's a Harrow deck, though. I don't know if they can be used for games. Maybe he was doing a reading?" Larenti smiled mischievously. "Maybe it said 'You're about to be bludgeoned unconscious by strangers.'" Larenti gave a smirk to his own dark humor, and started looking behind the crates and around the hidden edges of the room.
Not seeing any other foes, Larenti waved his companions forward and began to examine the boxes all around the room. He started by re-lighting the lantern.
Larenti, taking advantage of his quiet approach, moved forward a bit more. He was trying to judge from the playing cards how many people had been here when the lantern had been lit.
His focus on the table meant his missed a stair and stumbled loudly to the lower level. "Lamashtu's t!*@!" he hissed.
"Well, hopefully there is no more danger, but we'll need to check to the south." Larenti moves to peek down the southern passage.
"Well, there's nothing in here. Our captive should be knocked out for a while, so let's go look up north. Maybe he wasn't working alone." Larenti walked gently northward along the corridor.
"We should tie this guy up before he comes around. I'd like to know if he could tell us what's going on here. In the meantime, we need to scout the rest of this place. You've got rope, right Bardigan?"
Larenti winced at the beat-down the feathered creature was starting to receive. The half-orc had suffered his share growing up on the streets of Kintargo. Setting his jaw, he followed Bardigan's lead, moving around to get behind the creature and knock him out.
Larenti moved carefully around the corner, bringing his sharp eyes and darkvision to bear on the room.
Larenti ran forward towards the creature, shouting for it to surrender. "You're spotted, pal! Best give up, or you'll join the crocodile in the afterlife!"
As Larenti climbed, dripping, from the water, he caught a glimpse of something troubling. Trying to act like he hadn't noticed, he walked up to Bardigan and used some of the street "cant" that had developed between them. "Remember that perv in the alley, eyeing your sister's behind? How he almost fell down the stairs into the river?
Larenti splashed into the water towards the unconscious alligator and did his best to dispatch the submerged creature.
Larenti swallowed his fear and ran forward to help with the fight. He readied to stab the thing if it got close, hopefully with some nearby allies.
Larenti nodded at Ganner's reasoning and returned to the group by the water, his bow ready.
"Yes, let's clear the area to the west, and then come back to this...thing." Larenti led the group back toward the large western room.
"Most parts of him are sinful, and I only know as a witness", Larenti smiled back. He gave a conceding shrug. "Sometimes as a co-conspirator." Another shrug. "It's possible I was referring to myself."
Larenti also responded to Ganner's call, moving over to stand near Bardigan. With rapier out and his breathing quickened, Larenti tried a joke. "I thought we were supposed to let someone without sin toss the first stone."
Larenti responded distractedly, examining the area to the West. "Well, there's a pier, so I'd imagine that the water's been here for quite some time, not just since the rains. But who knows."
"They screwed up on the bottom part?" Larenti suggested with a smile. "Anyway, I don't know what's making that smell, and I don't see anything but the statue, so I'll check to our right." Turning back to the west, he moved to investigate that room with the destroyed furniture.
Ooh! Nice lookin' statue.
"I don't know if this 'Nan Comerivos' we're supposed to find is a halfling or not. But this seems ominous to me. Unfortunately, we need to find out about that smell. Rotting meat is almost never good, so we might as well deal with that first." Trying to take shallow breaths to spare his nose, Larenti moved softly towards the pier.
Stepping carefully, Larenti crept down the hall to were the roughly hewn passage branched off, looking to see if there was any danger.
Larenti gave a soft whistle. "Nice secret door. How'd they do that?" He took a couple of minutes to examine the techniques used to hide the door so effectively. Ah, that's clever. I'll have to remember to look for that in the future. Once he was done examining the door, he opened it gingerly and peered beyond.
"Anyway, there's got to be an entrance somewhere. It's cleverly hidden." Larenti started a very detailed search.
Enthusiastically, Larenti agreed. "Oh, it's the best. And it's what..." he stopped before saying Shensen, and had to recover quickly. "...a lot of coffee lovers drink."
Larenti whispered a quiet "hallelujah" to Ganner's remark as he went down the ladder. Once below, he gave the room a quick once-over, looking for danger or exits.
His eye stopped on one of the bags. "Hey, is that Katapeshi coffee? That stuff is great."
Well, she doesn't seem that worried, so how bad can it be? Larenti thought to himself has he walked over to the hatch, pulled it open, and took his first look into the storage cellar.
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