Ok folks, I am sorry but due to life I am going to have to bow out of all games. I really am sorry.
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Gonna be unable to post till Sunday. Bot me if need be.
Spoiler: Savan will move around the protests, getting a feel for the crowd and watching for issues. Trying to walk a beat round and keep an eye out for trouble before heading back to the station to check in with the others.
Spoiler: "Ja Ja Ja, tanks any many tanks. I be not kill da gurl les she try kill me. You care k, dark times, hard times comin." Svan will take his leave after any small talk and then move among the factories looking out for trouble. He had promised to make sure they stayed safe.
Spoiler: "Big magic make deal with fey? I nots likes dis bits. So much bad bad and no one tells it true. Dis gale be trusty or tricksy? Maybe put er down quick?"
Spoiler: Savan will hand Mama the chocolates he picked up on the way. "You get the know on dat girl dat died? also dis Gale person be important some how so any know ya got on her?"
Spoiler: "Orker go talk t mayor, need go big scary mountain no build homes evers. I gots sweets for you, we sits talks learns now?"
Spoiler: "Licenses will not be an issue, the others should have them by now. As to the dangers, well that is to be expected. A fine day for it don't you think...." Trail off in to pleasantries and two friends talking if there is nothing more to be gained from the conversation. Savan will spend an hour or so catching up and then will head for the nearest place to purchase good sweets before heading on to see mama.
Spoiler: "Not as often as I would like my friend. It would seem I will be venturing to the top of Cauldron hill soon, the reasons why do not matter, and as this academy may from time to time use it as a place of training I was wondering what I may learn of it. Would you have any insight in to the matter?"
Ran out of posting time this morning so at lunch this will be the first one I post to.
How we do.: Savan snaps hard to attention, crisp and clean and fluid as hell. "Sir yes sir." He turns to the cadets, ignoring the stares as most have never seen a goblin in uniform before. "This is a musket, the pinnacle of military technology. Respect it as if it was your mother." Musket whips around into the loading position in a heartbeat butt hard against shoulder in one fluid motion, another heartbeat and a small paper and cloth cylinder is in Savan's hand."This is an alchemically treated paper cartridge, fine powder, no weighing of dose like we did in the old days, you should feel privileged to have such an advance cadet." Little goblin teeth tear into the treated paper and powder pours in to the flash pan, another heart beat and the musket butt slaps to the ground. No one even sees the motion that closed the flashpan. Tamping rod out, cartridge rammed down."Speed, precision, get it right each time, every time. One mistake, one crack in the barrel you thought you could let slide, a fouling of powder you didn't think to clean, a damp cartridge because you didn't store them correctly... and you lose an eye, a hand, your head, or your balls." Musket comes up, aimed at each target mentioned and quickly turns and fires at a target down field. The ball places neatly and a gratifying puff of chaff spits out of the dummy. "Any questions?"
Savan will stop off at Mama's alone if everyone will let him. He will also noticeably loosen up as they leave the skyseer, fey and those who deal with them give him the heebee jeebies.
Cute and cuddly boys, cute and cuddly. Savan continues to allow the others to do what they do.
Savan watches the proceedings, ready to jump in if they needed bad cop with a gun.While waiting, he loads another round slowly by the old fashioned hand method.
Savan loads his musket again and aims the muzzle directly at the leader. "I will only say this once more, lay down your weapons and submit to a few questions or you will be subdued in the name of the king."
Doch, aber ich kann immer blöd gefühl. Leider habe ich abgelenkt. Ich verspreche, das ist nicht ein normales Problem.
Worst crit ever. :P Sorry to have slowed us down.
Savan reloads his musket and cusses at the situation under his breath. Taking aim he fires a second warning shot directly into the closest bandit.
Savan stares at Johnathan for a breath. "Why would we kill them, we are officers of the law.... apprehend them yes no?" As he speaks he pulls his musket, quickly loading and shouldering it. As he breathes out he smoothly pulls the trigger firing at the nearest bandit. He then shouts out"Cease and desist, you are all under arrest in the name of the king."
I'll post around 7:30 when I get home from work... 3 hours from now.
To the inspector's chiding tone Savan is stirred from his cogitations. "You want us to investigate internationaly sensitive case yes, we do this. You want us to do this without causing a diplomatic incident, we do this. You want us to investigate the crime scene, well that is impossible. Crime scene is not where she lands, tampered with and doctored. Isn't the body, was also tampered with and doctored, cleaned up and the story changed. Crime scene isn't the window, nothing to be learned from a window smashed out on purpose no clues there except the ones that where left to throw us off the trail. The real crime scene, the one we can't investigate is the office and safe where the document came from. More like it, the real theft. We have to come at it from the side, attack it from another angle. We will do this, but what do we do when we find out what they trying to cover up? We expose it even if it causes a war, or we bury it? Clean it up like they cleaned up that necro touch and then put a bullet in it just like that?"
Spoiler: "Ja Ja Ja, Talls neva see warren fire? fire spark catch leap up an out up an out... dey be up an out an on da road in broke heap. Much blood fer tallies, much sad. Stupid talls need thinks before does. Thanks ya Mama, ju tells what ya finds out. If ya hear bout Danoran's weird necromagi or such at consulate lets know too, strange tings to be true be happen." Savan runs up and embraces the old crone in a hug before returning to Mithas's side.
"This is Mithas, and he is my partner. He is a good hardworking officer like me. Sad this not social visit. Need info good an true bout girl live in factories rob danorans and try magic fly but shot dead, also what gives noisy protesties out factory way? Talls not happy gain no good? Bad times be havin now now." The slide from controlled rissuri primal into broken goblin chatter is all together subtle at the beginning and shocking at the end. Each word seems to speed up the rate of the next word and drag up the previous one in short staccato.
Spoiler: That is the plan as long as Mithas is up for it, he will be forced to stoop if they have to enter any warrens.
Factory: "We will be sure to look in to that as well. Such actions are troubling I in these times."
Factory: Savan continues to allow Mithas to do the talking, seeing as the response seems to be favorable.
Savan seems to be taken aback at the chaos of it all.
"I believe we should start by finding out what we can learn at the deceased's home... I may have someone who might be able to help." Savan will try to direct the group to the factory as well as go find Mama and see what she can tell him.
"Did you find anything we could use to incriminate the Dannoran? Was that why you were killed?"
Waiting to see what all is picked up by the medium. Plan on inviting Lebrix out for a meal at the point before we leave.
Savan continues to look over things, in his mind he tries to patch together what happened. Having worked with guns for as long as he has, Savan knows that the shots did not happen the way he has been told. The wound on the other hand, he has the strange feeling he has seen it before, another case involving the necromantic killing of a shrewish wife by a minor noble... that was a messy one. Savan stares at Lebrix for a second and then nods curtly to the body, "She jumped and you shot and she fell and she died yes. Is this all that happened exactly? Sometimes the stress of an event will cause one to forget minor details. These may be important, in case she has accomplices. We must be thorough yes no? And no one has left the grounds since the incident? We might be dealing with an inside job if she knew where these valuables were." Savan watches the man for any sign of falsehood or fear.
"I am sure this will be a simple case of breaking and entering. A few papers filled out, a cursory investigation, and then we move on with our lives and this embarrassing event is quickly forgotten by the populace at large."
"We need to see the body, why not start their. Maybe someone with ease of conversation and smoothness of tongue might wish to investigate around and see if any witnesses are to be found." Savan will wait patiently for a few seconds before marching his way up to the front door of the consulate, or gate if they won't let him in.
"What are we to do if there are, how do I put this... Diplomatic complications?"
125 for wand will be removed before crafting.
HP well I am definitely not a front liner. +1 bab
I am sure they are going to confiscate them along with any juicy juicy items the Duchess was carrying. Must have missed it but how are we doing hp?
Martial scientist. Are we just level 2? Never played an adventure path that only does a level a book. Edit: not that I am complaining mind you.
Pine island: Sergeant Major Geoffry Thomas Llewellyn-Walsh. Retired Military professional and professor of military science. Lead a heroic charge in the last war that broke the enemy line but at the cost of his own leg. Staunch patriot and all around stodgy old pedant. Parity lake: Mama Task. The elderly goblin matron who runs tribes that work the little bits in the factory. If it were not for her the goblins would be far worse off than they are now. Caring and controlling, in a mother hits your hand with a wooden spoon for reaching into the cookie jar kind of way.
Savan loads one of his precious alchemical cartridges into his musket. The cold look upon his face is that of a man determined to right what he considers wrong. "There is already trouble, this one man killed my comrades without a care and he will not just walk away unchallenged."
"I can't let you do that, I am placing you under arrest in the name of the king." Despite his almost comical voice, the Goblin is dead serious about his statement and backs it up with a shot of his still loaded musket in an attempt to wing his opponent.
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