Q'lack's page

Any chance you could mark this as inactive now?

Many thanks.

know(nobility): 10 + 6 = 16 for that chronicle boon. No reason not to take ten here
And a tick!

I have nobody free in the 8-9 tier sorry.

No worries here either.
*Croak*

"Things were not as we hoped." sighs Q'lack.

"The earl was indeed involved in the removal of artefacts from the museum. And gold from the navy, and goods from his neighbours. All in all a bad apple in the barrel. However he played his cards poorly, and lost the support of the people. You'll be pleased to here the museum now looks on our society with some favor."

only MW? I thought something was doing lightning damage? Or was that her arrows?

Q'lack steps forward again and fires twice more, this time at the blue suit of armor.

rapdishot: 1d20 + 9 - 2 - 4 ⇒ (12) + 9 - 2 - 4 = 15
rapdishot: 1d20 + 9 - 2 - 4 ⇒ (4) + 9 - 2 - 4 = 7
damage?: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

"Drat.."

Q'lack steps forward and unleashes a pair of shots with his bow.
rapidshot: 1d20 + 9 - 2 ⇒ (15) + 9 - 2 = 22
rapidshot: 1d20 + 9 - 2 ⇒ (1) + 9 - 2 = 8
damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2 Vs black

"At-em Pathfinders!"

I'm assuming that bow we picked up was not an appropriate size for Q'lack? Also, did it have a strength adjustment on it? If not, he might use it anyway.

ref: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

The nimble frog easily hops aside from the crowd, drawing his bow as he does so.

"Best way to protect the people is with good leadership. And a good arrow."

By all means. I keep forgetting your bonus is much better than mine. Bad frog.

"That perhaps is where you show your have missed the point. A leader must display leadership each and every day. One off grand gestures do little but provide a temporary distraction, and are a poor substitute for good ongoing and true leadership." chides the little frog.

diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 + 20 ⇒ (11) + 7 + 20 = 38

Q'lack nods his head at the monks wise words.

"We are certainly not here to meddle. I for one have a huge degree of respect for the fine nation of Taldor and the great nobles who lead it. " he pauses for a moment. "When they are great and noble."

He shakes his head sadly. "However even my own eyes have been opened by what has been revealed here. If you do not trust us, then maybe the evidence should be shared with your neighbor upriver, who has suffered from the river pirates the most? We have seen no evidence to suggest any collusion with him..."

"Changing the subject will not save your tattered reputation! [/]b" croaks Q'lack. "[b]A break in at the Chandlery?" her queries further.

"There are many valuable supplies in there that provide for the glorious Taldane navy. Were they taken? I had not heard of that. And if not the supplies, what precisely was taken Earl?"

Not sure if you are still after diplomacy check here or just RP

Q'lack clears his throat.

"That we battled three pirates who had been thrown out of the fine Taldane navy is true. But even though they were pirates, we struck with care so that they might find justice. Justice in Taldor. These same folk were each evicted from the navy for crimes and desertion. I think you will find in your lord's assessment of these men.. and women.. as Taldor's finest an accurate measure of his judgement."

diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

Q'lack also joins in. "And I am Prince Q'lack of the Grippli. I have come to your lands to learn of the greatness of Talor." he pauses dramatically.

"But what I see is a man, descended from nobles who lives on tales of his forefathers glory. I see evidence of a man who re-writes history, much as the rebel Cheliax do. Is not Taldor greater than that former renegade province?" he asks.

"I see evidence of someone who will do anything to line his own pockets, at the expense of his nation, his neighbours and you - his people."

The little frog shakes his head.

"And now he tries to buy your appreciation with a holiday? You, Taldor, are better than this."

diplomacy(aid): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23

Q'lack himself, not like the large crowd of large folk, tries to find a balcony or other spot from which he can watch the events unfold, without being caught up in them himself.

"Curses... we should have waited." bemoans the little frog.

"Patience...never my strong point."

At the establishment the little frog remains quiet, letting the taller members of the group handle the shop keeper, but keeping a wary eye on him, lest he try to betray them.

"So long as it doesn't long delay us. Surely the fence will know the pirates would have come during the smugglers moon. They are unlikely to leave the goods sitting there long."

"We should return to the tunnels. Who knows when the fence might return. With that network of tunnels they could be anytime. I suggest we store up food, water and wait in ambush."

--at the court---
"Wait!" cries Q'lack.

"Whoever was dealing with them... they may have contacts. Can you keep them, or at least their identities secret for a few days? We don't want to tip our flippers.." croaks the bowfrog.

He also produces the helm recovered "If you could note that this had been left as payment for the pirates, we believe it was borrowed by the Earl from the museum in the past. It would be interesting to know if he had reported it stolen or not."
--at the museum--

Q'lack points toward the helmet that was recovered. "This had been left as payment for some pirates. Was it one of the items you loaned to the Earl?"

Q'lack nods. "She might not like being woken this time of night. I'm not sure how she would manage to keep the presence of three pirates secret. And I suspect this town leaks secrets worse than its sewers leak... well, anyway. Still, if that is the consensus, I shall go along with it."

I'm fine with knocking them out. We'll still need to keep a guard down here, probably all of us. Maybe one person slips out to get food and water for all of us. It maybe a day or so before the person returns. Or they may be there already. I wonder what they left for the pirates today?

Drat, I thought it was a bit of a dead end system that just was under the bridge. It sounds like the fence might be coming into the area from the other side. Rats.

"On second thoughts, perhaps we should escort our prisoners out of the town. They don't know the fence and can't warn him. And in fact it would be against their interests to do so." suggests Q'lack.

"I'd prefer not to just slit their throats, but the magistrate's presence with them would complicate things greatly."

He looks hard at the pirates. "Unless any of you have a better suggestion for ensuring your cooperation? Maybe we should ask you each individually and the one with the best idea is given their freedom?"

"How about in the pirate hide?" croaks Q'lack.

"It is safe and secure. And we can just bring down some food and water, keep an eye on them and an eye out for the fence."

Q'lack sighs "I suspect bringing pirates to the magistrates attention will tie her hands. We may be better off keeping them concealed until we find their financer. Then if they cooperate with us, we will have mitigation in their favor when we talk with her..."

I would be too, although I think my characters who are free maybe only able to go low tier. I'll see closer to the time.

"Who is the Brotherhood of Silence? And this Masked Marquis? I have never met or heard of him.." says Q'lack, someone embarrassed by his lack of knowledge.

Q'lack bobs his head in appreciation.
"I have little worry about how others see me. " he says without concern.

Turning to the prisoners he suggests "I think in many ways it may be best to release them. Not that they should not pay for their crimes. But by keeping them we will tip the hand of those in the city. We should finish unloading the cargo and then lay in wait for those who will remove it. "

He slowly adds

"If they are brought to the magistrate, well, they will attract attention."

sense motive: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25

With a sigh, perhaps the first ever heard from a Grippli.

"I believe you. But why did Count Zespire dismiss you from the navy? His is a landlocked barony is it not?" asks Q'lack.

"How did you meet this friendly fence? Did they have a name?"

Q'lack ensures the healing pirates are quickly tied on.

"That arrow hurt." he says, "Would you be so kind as to tap me with that stick too?"

He eyes the woman's bow with open envy.

int: 1d20 ⇒ 19
perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

He quickly removes the womans helmet. "I think this was reported missing from the museum. Perhaps we might start our conversation with how you came upon it?" he suggests.

"Ouch! croaks Q'lack. He directs his arrows at the other archer.

The volley of arrows appears on target... but surely the agile archer will dodge a couple of them..

oopse, forgot the haste

An extra arrow twags from Q'lack's bow
attack,haste: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (9) + 8 + 1 + 1 - 2 = 17
damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Q'lack fires another pair of arrows at the green pirate.

"I suspect this noise will bring the authorities." he croaks.

attack,RS,PBS: 1d20 + 8 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 8 - 2 + 1 = 20
attack,RS,PBS: 1d20 + 8 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 8 - 2 + 1 = 10
damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Oopse, best make those checks
perc#1: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23
per#2: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
Post above stands unchanged.

"Halt, in the name of Imperial Taldor!" cries out Q'lack.

If they are legitimate sailors, which seems doubtful, we should at least give them half of a chance.

Delays. Once the first pirate takes an aggressive action..

delayed rapidshot: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12
rapidshot: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24
damage#1: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
damage#2: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

"That must be them..." he quietly croaks.

Q'lack slips forward, reading his bow as he does so.

take ten stealth: 10 + 8 = 18

"And we do have some... circumstantial evidence." adds Q'lack.

Turning to the others he suggest "Show her the ledger.."

"You may be aware that the earl took a ownership stake in the chandlery a year ago...In the meantime, being deputised to eradicate pirates would be helpful."

sense motive: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25

The dandy smiles. This was a type of battle he could contribute to, size or not.

"Did not Iomedae rescue her friends from the stomach of Nakorshor'mond? Our task is similar. To rescue the town from the slow progress of corruption." starts the Grippli.

"Such a process requires care, and discretion.. .which you allude my companions may be short of. Still in our short time in your town we have heard much that disturbs us."

"Just as the inheritor reforged her sword into Hearts Edge, after being shattered, so do we hope for a greater rebirth of Taldor. But while pirates haunt your waterways there is surely weakness in the steel."

diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

"Still, let us be frank. The removal of the arefacts from the museum was not done by stealth. Nor would the one who removed them regard himself as a thief."

"Good day lady Joleana!" bows Q'lack to the magistrate.

"Your town seems to be prosperous! During my time here, not a single person has tried to waylay me or even lighten my purse. Apart from the inn keeper" he croaks, trying to break the ice with a jest.

"We had heard some rumbles from your neighbors about shipments of goods to the coast not all making their way down the river. We were wondering if you too had any insights in this matter."

Q'lack flicks through some ledgers..
appraise: 1d20 ⇒ 19

"Look here.." says the Grippli prince. "I think we have a bit of a clue. Certainly evidence that something odd has happened with the supply of these goods."

Turning to the note he suggest "Maybe try 890?" pauses then adds "And if that doesn't open it, try adding a one."

Q'lack wracks his head. "Didn't Neffery says 'I will try to think about what kind of combination Varnisant could have chosen for his safe[/i]"

Q'lack looks around for any notes that may have been left.

perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23

I'm going to be away from Friday until Tuesday, please bot me as required.

Q'lack will likewise try to remain outside. Although he does peer through the door.

Looking around, he wonders if there is anyway to reduce the sound of a battle.. if one ensures.

Q'lack looks up and down the half orc.

"So you are a servant of his lordship eh? You know, I have some friends..." he croaks softly.

"Different to the good Earl. Ones who might want to maybe help shape him into the best man he could be. I'm not going to be in town for ever... how would you feel about helping shape the future?"

diplomacy to recruit servant to Sovereign Court: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10
I guess not this one.

Good pointing out.

Q'lack offers a bit of a sigh.
"Let us hope. Do you know some of the people who are on the list? Maybe we could get one of them to accompany us. I'd hate to break my nails on an animated ship."

Q'lack just remains quiet and as hidden as he can be. Prince he may be, but this was not his town, and attention was not what he wanted at this time.

Q'lack does his best to slip quietly into the room, trying to disguise his distinctive hop.

Stealth take ten: 10 + 8 = 18

"I think Henry was indicating he had some skills along those lines.." croaks Q'lack.

"I am perhaps a little more obvious than the rest of you" admits Q'lack.

"Perhaps someone else could acquire me a disguise."

That said, he happily applies a disguise. "I remember a masquerade ball I attended some months ago.." he croaks.

disguise, min result of 13: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12 So a 13 due to a FJC boon

"There is evidence in the chandlery. We could also introduce ourselves to the magistrate. We may learn something even if we don't want to tip our hand too soon there." croaks Q'lack.

"But I also see no concern with also looking at the smuglers cave during the day. Unless they have magical wards in place to alert them, we should be fine."