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Hi GM could you please mark this campaign inactive ?

Thx GM great run! enjoyed it...PS..had no prob downloading chronicle

Newmark shuffles forward and presents the evidence found in the warehouse to the Graycloacks. aid another diplomacy(Umberto): 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (13) - 1 = 12 There's plenty of evidence here to support our claim. This woman was most likely a renegade from the Pure legion. She was using the Gray Cloaks to hide her own agenda. The Pathfinders not only acted in their own interest but in the interest of everybody at the Ascendant's Court...including the Graycloaks. Newmark is a bit smug in his statements but does hand over the Paperwork and uniform for the Graycloaks to examine.

Newmark moves a bit closer to the action. Then let’s loose with his bolt someone can move me like 15’ please? On a phone crossbow into melee: 1d20 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (4) + 2 - 4 = 2dmg: 1d8 ⇒ 6

Newmark double moves towards the battle...loaded crossbow in hand.

Newmark calls upon his bonded wand to cast disguise self upon himself. He contemplates the guise of a gnome merchant...but instead sticks with his own race and changes the color of his hair from white to red makes his noise longer and for a finishing touch..makes his clothing appear as the uniform of a Greycloack. He then steps back out of the tent.

Newmark moves in to the nearby merchants tent so that he's not exposed on the street to the archer. He then begins to recall a spell from his spell-book using his bonded wand. Spell takes a full round action (when cast from a bonded object)..if it's a move action to move in to the tent then spell will go off middle of next round. If it's only a 5ft step...spell will go off beginning of next turn...let me know GM.

eagle's AoO bite: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17 dmg: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3 remember the dmg is +1 if she's evil!

As the archer disappears..the summoned Eagle turns it's attacks on the hawk that struck it...bite: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8dmg: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5claw 1: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13dmg: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5claw 2: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7dmg: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Newmark having lost sight of the Archer, busy's himself loading his crossbow..He also moves back 5ft out of clear view and up against the nearby tent...in order to shield himself a little from the archer's last known position in the elevated tent platform .

Newmark launches a bolt of force at the Archer. He then draws his bonded wand preparing for next spell he'll cast.

couple things to note: GM 1st can Newmark see any part of Parani? If he can he fires a magic missile at her. (he hasn't taken his turn; the summoned animal was cast last turn and just 'appears' at the beginning of this turn: again Newmark hasn't acted...I need to know if he can see the bad guy.) If Newmark can't see the Parani, he spends the round loading his crossbow...if he can he fires a magic missile at the bad guy. Also note: Newmark has Summoners charm meaning the Eagle will stick around an extra round for a total of '2'. Lastly, don't forget...if Parani's AC: is '19' or lower and is an evil character...the Eagle did a total of 10 damage to Parani!

Newmark completes his spell. He spies a gap in the elevated tent flap and a celestial eagle suddenly appears in the tent and starts to attack the archer. Swift action Smite evil (add +1 dmg to all attacks if archer is evil)note; Newmark posses the Augment Summoning feat. claw 1: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20dmg: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3claw 2: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19dmg: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5bite: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11dmg: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Newmark complete's the spell at the beginning of his turn, leaving him a full round of action(s)...what he does with it depends on if he can see the archer..GM please let me know if Newmark can see the archer then he'll complete his action(s)

Newmark begins chant casting a complex spell. Newmark's spell take's a full round to cast.

GM I don't think our archer gets a full round attack in the surprise round...you said two arrows were fired and the second one crit.... normally you can only take a standard action or a move action in the surprise round...If Umberto's crit stands then it hit on the opening round of combat not the surprise round..therefore, Lumo's hit should be nullified... sorry to bring this up but this is a notoriously deadly encounter... it should be run as close to the book as possible.

Newmark cast mage armor and moves to the corner of the nearby tent.

Newmark advances behind his enlarged comrade his eyes darting everywhere. perception: 1d20 ⇒ 15

Newmark cautiously enters the Warehouse a pace or two behind the enlarged Reidog

Newmark doesn't have edit access to the map either...could someone move me to behind Reidog...thx

"We prolly have a better chance gettin' in iffin we let Brax put his picks ta work. Arr, there is a certain... appeal to lettin' Newmark put that embiggening wand to use on Lumo and me to knock that door in."

Newmark nods and replies, Aye, I can do that if that's what ye wish.

Newmark trudges silently along. His face grim and determined. They may be laughing now but, I've no doubt we're up against someone or somebodies that are very dangerous! Impatient with all the chatter, Newmark pipes up, Enough with the banter! We've yet to discover the identity of our adversary! These people or person...have already proved themselves capable of anything. Just ask our dead and wounded fellow Pathfinders! Don't forget why we're here! Nothing less than exacting vengeance on those who would openly attack Pathfinders! Newmark's face is a bit red as he gasp for breathe, And they won't be afraid to kill again...I assure you that! Newmark pauses, looking at the stunned faces of his comrades. They've attacked us in our home...the city where the Grand Lodge itself resides. We will do what any good farmer would do when, they catch a fox in the hen-house....won't we? Newmark spits as he affirms the last insulation by re-cocking his crossbow and placing a bolt on the rail.

I assume Newmark would know from his spellcraft check how long Shrink item last. Newmark lower's his crossbow and says, No need to rush, the spell should last all day. But, just in case ..we should all go with him. Our adversary has proved tenacious if anything! We may be up against several members of the gray cloaks or their allies.

Newmark keeps his crossbow aimed at the speaker while Umberto retrieves the keg.

Newmark spits as after Lumo talks, Yes spit it out tell us all you know.

"Wait! Wait! Do not hurt her. I will give you what you want, just let us go."

Newmark marchers toward the pleading woman and levels his crossbow at her, Enough talk! Surrender the Keg you shrunk! And step back. Otherwise, we'll slay your companion on the spot! intimidate: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (7) - 1 = 6

newmark only has a crossbow in hand. I decline to use it as an improvised weapon for an AoO

Newmark finishes loading his bow and points it at the downed woman.

apologies for crowding the game-play thread btw. Reidog and I are GM and player in a regular game. We have 6 very well versed Pathfinder players in that game so we sometimes have fun vetting the rules on our board because we find it constructive and even fun sometimes. Having said that, you won’t find a group of more dedicated roll-players, willing to hand wave rules for the sake of story. A truelly remarkable ensemble! Anyway, please don’t pay attention to our musings, we’re constantly challenging each other in our other game in order to become better players and GMs but we all love the game and respect the game and GMs directives. So thx in advance for suffering through our little dialogue , I’ve really enjoyed your run of this scenario so far... hip hip hooray! For the GM!

touch attacks often don’t need saves and since her hand is considered a weapon when it holds a charge she wouldn’t provoke either. You having SR isn’t a normal thing Reidog so probably an ok oversight. Lastly, is your touch AC really 16? Because she’s only at a -4 to attack when prone, why would she need a 20? Unless your touch AC was 16 or higher? ( this of coarse assumes her BAB is 0 and she has no STR. Bonus to attack). I think maybe the only thing overlooked here was your SR and like I said that’s a rare thing to have, especially at this level.

on the other hand if this is a spell- like ability, how did she summon another so quickly? She cast shrink item last round and used a “ held charge” on Newmark the round before. Does she have quicken spell like ability? She’d need to wait till her turn to cast the spell ( or spell like ability). Furthermore, she be subject to any grapple or threatened penalties while using the ability. I assume this is a wizard school ability or a sorcerer bloodline ability? Yeah those are spell- like abilities she shouldn’t have had time to cast another now that I think about it. Also if you ruled that Reidog’s grapple automatically ‘let’s the charge in the sorceress hand hit the Dwarf because the Dwarf initiated contact... well that’s not supported by RAW either ( it would be to unbalanced, no one could ever grapple a magus or they’d take a shocking grasp every time!) Anyway , my 2 cents for what it’s worth.

Sorry lost track of which one got the keg...the one on the ground or the one fleeing?either way Newmark will try to remember what he saw and try to recall what happened to the keg Newmark spends the round picking up his crossbow and starting to re-load it (it will be loaded the middle of my next round). Newmark is obviously embarrassed he didn't manage to grapple the woman with the keg..he mutters a reply when Reidog ask;

"Newmark, do yer know what she did ta the Keg? Is it still there?"

*grumble* how the dern heck am I suppose to know what she done! Newmark starts to fumble with the crank on his crossbow, O.K. ...O.K. just wait a dern minute! Let me think about what she done! knowledge Arcana/ spellcraft?: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23 same modifier for either roll

Newmark drops his cross bow, 5ft steps forward towards the woman shrinking the barrel and attempts to grapple her CMB: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6 flailing for her sleeve or something to grab on to, all anyone hears is Dern woman stand still and stop trying to steal whats not yours!

Newmark see's the a mysterious woman lunge for him coming out of the alley, he lets loose his bolt H crossbow: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5dmg: 1d10 ⇒ 7 Alas he is flustered with the speed she moves at and his aim is off. She rushes forward and touches Newmark. The grumpy Dwarf feels an unfamiliar *tingle*, and then something builds inside of him. A giggle escapes his lips....then another. Instead of grappling the woman or otherwise trying to stop her. Newmark, begins to laugh. A full hearty belly laugh that, could only come from a Dwarf in his favorite ale house....except Newmark wasn't drunk!

The other stranger, who appears identical to the woman who just materialized before them, ducks out of sight of Newmark and Umberto.

Ducks out of sight? Did I see this person go behind a corner or did they just disappear?

will: 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 + 2 = 21 Newmark steps a bit forward his crossbow ready to puncture anyone trying to molest the barrel. Readied action, shoot anyone trying to mess with the barrel that's not part of my group.

will save: 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 + 2 = 17 GM if the will save is not against a spell, or spell like ability my save is only '15' not '17'

Newmark sneers, I'll not fowl myself, by touching poultry. I'll remain here by the cart and guard the barrel. Newmark shoes the others to their labors but keeps a close eye out. Crossbow still loaded and ready. perception: 1d20 ⇒ 19

Newmark growls menacingly giving the drunks the stink eye aiding Umberto's play. aid another intimidate: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (7) - 1 = 6

"Ye durn simpletons! Do he look like Durge Hammerthrow?!

Durge is seven feet tall, with spiky red hair, and he shoots fireballs out of his arse, is what I heared!
Now, get yer bums out er the way afore ye get a taste 'o me boot."

Newmark quietly smirks at the gruff Dwarf's remarks to the throng. He mummers so that no of the others can hear, I couldn't have said it better myself, my brethren.. The smile is gone from Newmark's face almost as quickly as it appeared, as he scans the crowd for threats, gripping his crossbow tightly. perception: 1d20 ⇒ 3

Newmark will take up a position near the back of the cart. Loaded crossbow in hand. His eyes wandering to every rooftop and alley. perception: 1d20 ⇒ 13

I'll assume the pick-up is in the morning the next day giving us time to study new spells ect.. Newmark nods to Grandmaster Torch and says, Perhaps tomorrow will be the day, We can catch our mouse.

Newmark considers the information for a second.. hmm... I think no, you'd be a more valuable asset to the Pathfinder organization out of jail or the grave. Newmark turns to the others, Besides checking every warehouse out around the 'Pitview pub' we've only one 'real lead' left. That's the Greycloaks themselves. I suggest we head back to our lodge and see if we can't convince our fellow Pathfinders to look after our friend, for us. It might not be a bad idea to report what we've learned to... Newmark has to suppress a *gulp of distaste* when he says the next name, The master of scrolls. Newmark pauses to add, At least one of our superiors should be apprised of the investigation's progress; besides, it's getting late in the day. I could use a meal and some rest. I've already used a couple of my spells today. If we're to take on Graycloaks, I'll want everything available in my arsenal.

Newmark drops down in the midst of a Tea Party at the Chelish embassy. He spies their pray go down under a blow by Umberto just outside the gate in the beautifully groomed long pond area just in front of the embassy. An irritated hosted comes up to him and clears her throat.

ert um! Sir! this is a Private engagement! You'll have to leave immediately!

Gritting his teeth and summoning all his will power not to be rude...Newmark politely replies, I'm sorry madam, it was rude of me to drop in, un-announced. I'll be on my way forth with but, my friends are out front near the long pond. If you'll allow me? Newmark motions toward the iron gate that leads to the front. diplomacy: 1d20 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (20) - 1 + 2 = 21 Note: if Newmark's diplomacy is unsuccessful he simply walks around the long way possibly arriving on the scene a round or two later.

Newmark tries a shortcut trying to move 2 squares by overcoming both obstacles Reflex: 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 + 2 = 16 climb: 1d20 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 1 + 2 = 23 while on the mezzanine. He dodges the bathers deftly climbs the walls and manges to make up some ground.

bluff: 1d20 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (16) - 1 + 2 = 17 Get out of my way or I'll have your job! Newmark pushes his way through the bathhouse out on to the Mezzanine.

Um sorry, er doorman is it? My friend, may have, left an important item inside the Bathhouse , I'll need to peek inside for a moment if you don't mind. bluff: 1d20 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (5) - 1 + 2 = 6 When it's clear the guard isn't buying it. Well...there's the other way too my friend!

Newmark takes out his scroll of expeditious retreat and cast it on himself speed now 40’

Newmark nods to the Merchant and says (loudly so several nearby vendors and their customers,can hear), Very good, master Moltwin! It was a pleasure doing business with you as usual. Your stock as always...superior. ...You will look for that item I requested? I'll be looking forward to doing business with you again! *har* but my purse may not. Fair de' well good merchant. Good day! Newmark walks towards the edge of the Gods Market and whispers to Lumo, A couple of you should as around where the Pitview pub is. Be discrete! It's somewhere up here in the Ascendants court neighborhood. Shouldn't take too long to come up with the answer. Newmark spies a little vender selling tea and pastries. He nods his head toward, the nearby stall. I'll wait there to see what you all come up with.

Newmark's diplomacy is horrible, so I'll let you others gather info to find this pub. Remember it will most likely be DC:10 for common info and 1d4 hrs.

Newmark interupts Lumo, and talks over Umberto raising his voice in mild irritation while offering them a quick wink. Do you mind sirs! I'm trying to do some business. You've obviously got the wrong man! Clearly this is a legitimate businessman with quality wares. I was referred to him by a pleasant person I met at the Pitview pub, just two days ago! What was the name again? Bar something or other...anyway, the point is they told me Jarid Moltwin was the man to see if I wanted 'legit goods' in the God's Market. Newmark pans his head around Jared's shop, Though truth be told... I don't think this piece or the one I'm holding be worth what your asking. Newmark holds up his his finger to his lips and shows the man a coin purse with the other. He slowly counts out 20gp and presses it in Jared's hands. Though 20gp is a small price to pay for such pleasant company and conversation. I've changed my mind about the Nethys relic. One of your other patrons might be intrested in it or the other forgeries in here. Newmark pauses to let the last statement sink in. He makes it apparent, that it's a none too veiled threat, that he'd reveal the forgeries to potential customers unless Jared was co-operative.intimidate: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (20) - 1 = 19

What I'm interested in is, information good merchant. Newmark looks at the man's hands holding his coins. There was a man or woman perhaps this is a person, we both know? Perhaps not...This person tried to do business with you a few days ago? We need a name and a place....that's all. No more ugliness need occur. The coins in your hand prove my intentions. Anything but, some useful information, would prove most unfortunate for you and your business I'm afraid...

Newmark speaks up How much for this interesting piece here? It says on the tag it’s related to Nethys.

Newmark enters the stall apart from the others and begins to look around the shop and the merchant's wares. He listens to the conversation as best he can but, otherwise keeps occupied by looking around. perception: 1d20 ⇒ 11

"Anyone know what this substance is? Some kind of poison, maybe?"

Newmark resist the urge to snatch the arrow from Reidog and instead ask, Perhaps I could have a peek? After examining the arrow Newmark says, I can't tell what it is. But, if it's poison, I could memorize a spell tomorrow that would let me know if it is or not. If you think it important enough, I could call on the power of my wand to infuse it in my mind now...but, my power is limited in such areas I could only do that once..until my mind had some rest again. Newmark overhears the others talking about which lead they should pursue next.

For what it's worth, ..I agree with Umberto. Let's interrogate all the wittiness before chasing new leads. It will give us a better idea of what we're facing.

Newmark watches his companions in silence, still grumbling a bit from what happened in the alley. However, when he notices their professionalism and teamwork, he can’t help but, admire the competence they put into the investigation. Anything, I can do to help? he ask no one in particular.

Newmark lets down the crossbow and his shoulders slump as the Thugs had called his bluff. He laughs a little and says, Well I suppose I just don't want to meet the hangman anytime soon murdering a no good dog such as that one...even if he did fire on me first. Newmark shoots a hostile glare at his friends and murmurs, and that, group there ain't got me back at all even though it was me that saved their skin! Well that, be the last time I step out in front of danger for their sake! Newmark stomps down the street, I'm off to Erastill's Alehouse if maters to ye.... Newmark sneers the next word, friends, are ye coming? Newmark doesn't look back if the others follow..He just moves through the streets as quickly as possible, anxious to get to the next lead and take his mind off his comrades, betrayal.