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Also big thanks to our Soupy Seelah for constantly pushing things forward with awesome engaged posts. Thanks! The funny thing about Seelah is that I feel like she's a diplomat first and a warrior second. I think it's her very compelling backstory, I can't imagine that her first instinct is to grab a sword and murder everything.
Got the Chronicle - it looks great, and the scenario was great too. Thanks for GMing and for writing it!
Seelah isn't sure what the options are but she favors rehabilitation over punishment. Seelah asks Morgroar what his motivations were.
Seelah has Society +7. She'll try if nobody else can or will.
I was able to update it. You should be good to go. Thank you! To be clear, I believe
Seelah stands proudly, but non-threateningly, before the assembly. "Lieutenant Eloqi, much has indeed transpired, but there are things that remain the same - the Pathfinder Society is still an organization of equals, one that protects each other. The Society still treats allies as allies with a long-term, not short-term view. Among the things that have changed, our offer to you is not one that has changed. We feel our offer stands on its own merits. Nothing that has been discovered undermines our credibility, because we had presented an honest offer to begin with. I am saddened to report that much of what we have learned since then casts doubt on the Aspis offer, however. First, we discovered an extensive tunnel system beneath this very camp - one that was used to allow the bulettes access."
"The bulettes did not attack us randomly - they were brought here by a chemical attractant, mixed with the blood of a murdered halfling."
"We know this was used because it can be found in the bulettes' tissue samples."
"It is unquestioned that one of us attempted to sabotage the discussions, and use subterfuge, rather than honesty, to convince Oprak of worthiness. How can you be sure it wasn't us? Let me point to the security of the tunnels - the tunnel leading to Commander Raike's hut was trapped, indicating she had foreknowledge of this. Zoic fetishes, used to summon creatures, were found in her bodyguards' hut."
"Was this the work of renegade bodyguards, or of Raike herself? I submit it was the latter." Seelah holds up Raike's journal and reads the entries from it.
"And yet, despite all of this, you may be tempted to weigh Raike's adamant denials with equal weight - that despite this physical evidence, none of us witnessed the acts. Where is the halfling Greeleep? Surely, they can be called as a witness. Indeed, we call Greeleep as a witness - but not the halfling. Greeleep, the kobold - disguised with a hat of disguise -"
"- the one that Raike wrote in her journal of enslaving, is here, the last of their clan with their sole surviving egg. They will give eyewitness testimony to all these things."
"Lieutenant Eloqi, the Pathfinder Society stands for truth and honor. We have not presented anything to you in any manner of deception - not even our flaws. As you weigh our offer, know that it is a true weight. Should you choose against us, we promise no violence, and depart with no threats. But we ask you to choose in favor of us because of our integrity and because we offer the better long-term future for the hobgoblins." "Thank you for your time."
Mine has changed. I don't know how to revise it. Previous: Aktuh (2358909-2006), Investigator 5 Revised: Potipher Perkins (2358909-2007), Witch 2
Seelah would have Lay on Handsed Meris before allowing her to attempt picking the lock again, but it doesn't look like that was an issue.
Seelah puts down her shield and kneels down to be at eye level with the kobold. "Greeleep, you are free to go, and if you go, I wish you well. But I offer you another option - be brave, and come with us. We will protect you - with our lives, if required. The truth is more powerful than Raike. The truth is more powerful than the hobgoblins. The truth is more powerful than us. The truth is a greatsword that only you have the power to wield. Join us, and stop running from evil."
"Greeleep, you and your eggs are now under the protection of the Pathfinder Society. Please tell the truth about this matter when we bring it up with the hobgoblins."
"Greeleep, have you been disguised as a goblin? Or has someone been using your name?"
Seelah sheathes her sword and offers to lay on hands the kobold if she tells the truth (and agrees not to attack us any more).
Seelah Strides twice and attempts to knock the kobold with the flat of her blade.
Retributive Strike: Resistance 7, plus:
No need for botting instructions. Excellent! Thanks.
GM, approximately how far are we in the scenario, or, specifically, when do you think we'll be ending the game? I'll be on vacation the week of the 11th. I'll have Internet, but I've had problems with reload-happy sites like Discord and Google Slides in the past. If we're likely to go well past the 11th, I'll leave more detailed botting instructions; if it's just a day or two, I'll leave simple instructions. In any case, I'll try to keep up with 1 post/day, but may have to ask people to move my icon on a map.
I've misunderstood the rules and I will be unable to apply this credit to Aktuh (he's playing in another game). Instead, I'll apply the credit to: 1) Character name: Potipher Perkins
Seelah will raise her shield, move forward, and strike the Green ant. vs flank
--- Seelah raises her shield and steps forward, striking at Blue.
"This was a halfling. There's more to be gleaned if someone knows more about nature than I do ..."
"Oh, wine!" Seelah inhales deeply. "Hints of oak, juniper ... smoky and dry ... late harvest, 4717 or 4718 ... highlands, probably Storval Plateau." Seelah's transition to full-time sommelier is off to a rocky start.
"Can someone with a good sense of direction tell where that trap door may lead?" Seelah will vote to continue in this corridor to the southeast, keeping an eye on the fungus.
"Looks like someone was planning a surprise for us while we slept!" Seelah will follow Meris, trusting her sense of direction as well as trapfinding skills.
"I'm not good at following tracks, but I'll be happy to go first if someone points me in the right direction."
"Oh, absolutely. Discretion is the better part of valor." Seelah will back out of the cave carefully, and ask if the others would like to accompany her. "I'm afraid that I'm not very useful above ground ... I can aid some of your shenanigans here, but at some point when we're all free, we should explore the cave together."
Seelah will investigate the hole from which the bulettes came. If it's dark inside, she'll ask someone to cast light on her shield. Worst case scenario, she'll light a torch - and hold shield/torch rather than shield/sword.
Seelah examines the alchemical components of the bulette's remains.
Seelah doesn't see anything unusual. --- Seelah will go check out the bodies. Even if she couldn't identify what it was that Raike poured on the ground, would it be possible for Seelah to look for signs of it on the bulettes?
Although Seelah is ill-equipped to do so, she suggests that someone investigate the patch where Raike poured her drink on the ground. Is it some kind of attractant?
--- Seelah raises her shield and turns to face the creature.
Go Jirelle! Buckle that swash!
Seelah instinctively draws her sword, and raises her shield. She moves towards the Red monster, trying to draw any reaction they may have.
Seelah stands up. "Lieutenant Eloqi, allow me to describe to you a different future for Oprak. The Pathfinder Society views diverse cultures as sources of strength. You see here among our team former enemies - goblins, kobolds, humans, elves - and what you do not see here is the superiority of one over another. Humans did not 'win' a war against goblins and subjugate them for cheap labor, nor did kobolds 'win' a war against elves and plunder their riches. This approach will benefit trade when reaching out to distant cultures. Nations in Casmaron and Tian Xia, large markets for the export of your fine metals, will readily trade with those they respect, easily find and punish smugglers, and will not easily bow to threats or intimidation. What you see here within the Pathfinder team is an alliance forged from immutable characteristics, one that cannot be broken for the sake of profit. The Pathfinder Society - and the alliances it forms - will not be discarded when a more profitable alliance comes around."
Seelah will hand Raike a rag (ripping off a corner of her bedroll if needed) and suggest she mop it up. "In case you want to clean up your mess."
She straightens back up and waits for an invitation to speak.
"I know the way back, but thank you very much for the offer," Seelah returns the mock pleasantries. "If you need any help with the translation, feel free to reach out - the Pathfinders speak and read many languages."
Seelah will ask for permission to enter, and begins a conversation with Morgroar that begins by establishing common ground. "I am impressed with the discipline and order in the camp. The units are battle-ready and morale is high." After 1 minute:
Seelah will then turn the conversation to more contentious topics. "There seems to be a concern that someone will challenge Lieutenant Eloqi for leadership. While we respect your traditions and honor your culture's means of transferring power, we are somewhat concerned that agreements we make with the Lieutenant will not be binding for very long. Do you know of any plans or conflicts within the ranks?"
As she prepares to go back to meet up with the group, Seelah will ask fairly directly: "Has the Aspis Consortium approached you with intention of meddling with the power structure?" If he denies it, Seelah will point out that she's seen the red vellum in Raike's hands, and ask point-blank if they have been exchanging information. "If it is innocent, perhaps you could let me take a look at it? We have been open and transparent about what the Pathfinder Society has to offer." If he appears offended at any point, Seelah will back off, apologizing for any misunderstanding.
Seelah will look for Morgroar and ask him about any plans he has to challenge Lieutenant Eloqi for leadership.
We are in deed representatives of the Pathfinder Society, defenders of justice and averse to avarice. We assume we are a more advantageous partner than the Aspis, and ask why would you accept an analogue when you could always accredit the acme? Certainly, we bring more than just ruthlessness to our awkwardly alliterated aphorisms - our adamant animosity towards our apodal antagonists is authentic. Our network of contacts reaches further than any other alpaca can carry away. We appeal to an alliance!
Seelah grimaces as it turns out she is a bit late. She stands upright. "Seelah, servant of The Inheritor, paladin of the Pathfinder Society."
"Lieutenant Eloqi, we are honored to be in your presence. We believe that Pathfinder Society has much to offer as allies, or, at least, trade partners."
Lieutenant Eloqi openly remarked to his attendant that the Aspis agents appeared "feeble and weak". Seelah reminds the sentry that appearances can be deceiving, and warns against underestimating opponents. "Some of my colleagues may appear weaker than me. I will guarantee you that you'd rather face me than some of them." --- Seelah will circle at bit more, looking for the cook. She will try some of his food, and rank his cooking with one degree of success higher than she really thinks, in order to butter him up. Mmm, butter. She asks who will line up behind each leader if there is a challenge for power.
Seelah will gravitate towards the meeting hall, talking with anyone she can.
Seelah is untrained in Survival, but she has Athletics. Can she Aid by digging furiously?
"To be clear, primal and divine magic are not viewed with the same suspicion as arcane and occult magic?" "What would be the ideal qualities in a prolocutor? Combat skills, or a silver tongue?"
"Is it important that we address Lieutenant Eloqi with his title?"
Wow, I just lost a whole bunch of nerd cred. *deletes my Pythagoras of Samos alias in shame*
Were the numbers different for PFS1? I immediately noticed the triangularity of those numbers and would feel like a chump if I didn't notice that before.
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